Meg woke some time later alone in Dargan’s bed, but she could hear him talking in his own language in the sitting area, and someone was answering back. She guessed he was talking through his computer. She didn’t want to interrupt, so she went to use the lavatory and then went to lie back in bed. She felt a little sore from the incredible sexual workout with Dargan. What an incredible lover! She closed her eyes and smiled.
She didn’t realize she had dozed off until Dargan came back and sat on the bed beside her. “Meg, I have some information for you,” he said and caressed her cheek with his fingers.
She opened her eyes and smiled. He wore a beltless robe like the one he had procured for her from sickbay. She sat up, still naked and moved to sit beside him. His eyes rested on her breasts then went back to her face. That was all it took for his cock to go hard. As for Meg, her nipples peaked, and her feminine juices flowed between her thighs.
Dargan cast her a sexy smirk. “Talk first, and then sex, meomee. I want you just as much. Perhaps I can show you how the shower works.”
Meg grinned back at him, “Sex in the shower. That would be nice.”
“Meg, this is important,” he asserted. Thinking about sex in the shower with her was so distracting it was hard to concentrate on what he needed to tell her.
“How long is this bonding going to keep us so---so turned on?”
“Could be a week to ten days, but it will never go away completely. I will always want you and only you meomee,” the last he said with conviction looking straight into her eyes.
He looked at her with such tenderness in his eyes, she believed him. He hadn’t made love to her like someone she’d just met, but like someone who loved her. It was delightful if just a bit surreal.
“Me, too,” she said softly. “Now what do you want to tell me?”
“I have gotten approval to take you back to Earth so you can see your family when we return the others to their homes.”
“Thank you, Dargan. That means a lot to me,” she told him and hooked her arm around his, laying her head on his upper arm.
“Of course, you can’t tell them what is really happening---who would believe you?”
“I didn’t believe it when it was happening to me,” she chuckled.
“I have studied Earth extensively and learned about human trafficking which is basically another name for slavery. I suggest that you and the other abductees tell your families and friends that you were abducted by such traffickers on Earth and were rescued by Law Enforcement.”
“That would sound plausible. I could tell my people that’s how we met and fell in love. If you wear tinted glasses or something I could take you to meet them and tell them we are moving to Europe.”
“I can have contact lenses made to make my eyes look like your kind. I used them while I was studying your culture on Earth several years ago,” he said. “My superiors would like your help to convince the other abductees to use that cover story, more for their own benefit than ours.”
Meg nodded. “It makes sense. I will talk to them. Now can we have sex in the shower---and maybe later get me something else to wear?”
“But I like you naked meomee,” he said with mock innocence.
She stood up. “Good, then take me in the shower?”
“Should that not be ‘to’ the shower?” he raised a blue brow.
“Perhaps, technically---so take me to the shower and fuck me in it,” she laughed. “That would be more precise,” she started to squirm as desire set her female parts on alert. She cast a sidelong glance at Dargan and knew he was feeling his desire as much as she was hers.
He jumped up from the bed and scooped her up into his arms then carried her into the bathroom. There was room for them both in the shower with a little room to spare. Dargan set her on her feet, opened his robe, and let it fall to the floor.
Meg looked down at his engorged cock then up at him. She grabbed his hand and stepped into the shower stall, and he followed. Warm water started falling over them, and Dargan reached for a sponge from the small compartment that opened in the back of the stall. He passed it under a spout within, and soap foam covered the sponge. He rubbed it into the sponge and turned to face her.
Meg looked up at him expectantly. He pushed her long hair back from her face and raised the sponge drag it down one cheek, proceeding to wash her whole face and neck. When he finished, he lowered his head and kissed her, teasing her lips open with his tongue, swiping hers briefly then withdrew. Meg sighed softly in protest then waited to see what he would do next.
Her nipples perked up instantly as his gaze fell to her breasts and he smiled, but his eyes were dark with desire. He started at the base of her neck and sponged her upper chest and shoulders with soap then dragged the sponge maddeningly slowly over one breast, swirling the edge around and over her sensitive nipple. Meg let out a long “aaaaagh and mmmm” as he did the same to her other breast.
He let the shower rinse them then bent lower to pleasure them with his mouth. Meg moaned and mewled her pleasure as the sensations caused her core to clamor for attention. If he did that for long, she was going to come before he even finished washing her. He stopped, straightened, and turned her to face the shower wall. Her whole body trembled with desire. He pulled her against him, and she felt his erection against her butt. She leaned into his buff chest, and he cupped her breasts with his hands, tweaking her nipples with his thumb and fingers.
Meg made inarticulate sounds of approval until he took his hands away and started soaping her backside from head to feet. He paused to caress her lovely round buttocks and gave each one a squeeze, then turned her to rinse her back while he soaped her abdomen and the front of her legs and lastly her mound.
Once it was thoroughly soaped, he slid his hand between her legs and gently worked the soap between the inner and outer labia and the slit at her opening. At that point, Meg was leaning back against the shower wall for support as the warm water ran down her front. She was almost mesmerized by the delicious sensations pulsing through her body from his touch. Dargan cupped his hands below her pussy and caught fresh water to rinse between her legs. Meg caught her breath as he dropped down on one knee in front of her and she reached for a handhold to brace herself.
He parted the hair and the outer labia covering the flower of her sex and covered it with his lips, sucking gently and swiping his warm tongue over her center. He only did this a few times before Meg came hard. She screamed and sobbed in delight as she kept coming as he laved her bud intermittently. Her knees buckled, and she slid down to the floor still coming and moaning.
Dargan watched in amused satisfaction as she writhed with the waves of her climax. He rose, pulled her up into his arms, and held her tight against him. Meg clung to him, still weak in the knees He cupped her face and kissed her deeply. Then kissed her face and neck, murmuring, “Meomee, my darling, meomee. I am so blessed to have found you.”
“Me too, Dargan,” she murmured.
As her orgasm waned, she kissed the side of his face and neck as he was kissing her. Eventually, their lips met, and they kissed at length then slowly parted. Meg glanced around for the sponge and retrieved it from the floor of the shower. She held it under the water to rinse it and squeezed the water out a couple of times. She held it under the soap dispenser then rubbed the foamy soap into it as Dargan had.
Then she looked up at him, raised the sponge to his face, and dragged it down over his cheek. He grinned at her tenderly and lowered his head so she could reach him better. Caressing his body slowly with the sponge, she washed his neck, chest, and torso, reveling in the beautiful definition of each hard muscle. As the water rinsed him, she paused to suck, nip, and lick his nipples as he had done hers. Then she went lower with the sponge and gripped his hard cock in one hand while she caressed it and then his scrotum with the soft, soapy sponge. He groaned and leaned back against the shower wall and grabbed a handhold for support. The water ran down his body and quickly rinsed off the soap.
Meg went down on her knees in front of him she looked up at him and stuck out her tongue suggestively then leaned in to tease the tip of the head. He groaned, “Meomee!”
His cock was so big and thick that its head filled her mouth. She licked and kissed the head and gave the same attention to the length and breadth of it. He was so big and hard; she knew he would come quickly. Wanting to give him as much pleasure as he’d given her, she teased his cock slowly with her mouth and tongue, glancing up to see his reaction to her attentions.
When he looked like he couldn’t take much more, she took the head into her mouth again and sucked it enthusiastically, working the shaft with her hand. He tried to pull away as he started to come but she held fast, swallowing as his semen squirted into her mouth. She only released him went it stopped.
“Meomee, Meomee,” he groaned it as an endearment as she looked up at him and smiled as he caught his breath.
He held out his hand, and she took it, levering herself up. She slid her arms around his waist and laid her head against his chest, hearing the pounding of his heart.
“Yes, Meomee?”
“I love you,” he said softly. “I loved you the moment I knew you were meomee.
She smiled. “I think I love you, too.”
“Soon, we will have to decide how our life together will continue,” he said.
“And I’ve been thinking about that. After everything that’s happened, I don’t think I can just go back to my old life. Is it feasible for me to continue my medical career among your people?”
“Certainly, with more training in our advances. Meanwhile, I think you could help us as a liaison for rescues such as yours,” Dargan said. “Unfortunately, your abduction is not an isolated case. The Tenzari raid Earth with regularity and our job has been to stop them.”
“That sounds good.”
Dargan smiled down at her and lowered his head to claim her mouth in a long, heated kiss. They still had a few more days bonding time, and he planned to make the most of it.