“It’s okay,” I say. “It’s just… something I needed to tell you. That’s how I got here. Earth Federation. They stole me, killed them. That’s my story.”
A single tear falls from her eyes, and she bends to shield the sight of sadness. I’m just glad she cares.
“I’m so sorry,” she whispers. “Our universe is obsessed with domination. I’ve had my own problems with it, but it’s nothing you have experienced.”
I tell her more, recounting the invasions, the fire bombings, and the horrors that made up my ascent into manhood. She can hardly understand the systematic cruelty my people have faced, but I do not blame her. Ava is different.
She is empathetic and understanding.
“And you?” I ask. “What is your pain?”
She swallows and bends her head, shaking. “Not tonight,” she says.
The wind flows across the water, a beautiful sight to behold. But it is not as beautiful as her.
“I understand.”
She nuzzles my chest and takes a few deep breaths, her body, warm against mine. It's comforting, and if I was allowed, I would close my eyes and rest here forever. I could stay here all night and dream a thousand dreams about what our future might look like once we get out of here.
But I don’t want to dream anymore. I want to feel. I want to act.
I want to fuck.
And so does she.
When I tilt her chin, her eyes burn with intense emotion. Her hips roll back, grinding like a stone to mortar, hands sliding around my thighs.
“We don’t need to worry. Not tonight,” she whispers.
I press closer. I am swallowing my memories of this place, feeling like I have been scooped up whole by this woman. Like she’s taking me somewhere very far from the familiar, but I am not scared.
I am soothed. Soothed that I can feel, and the feeling is her.
My cock is growing. Throbbing beneath her ass, trapped by her beauty. I grab her thighs, growling, feeling a strange way. I can feel her surrender. My grip tightens, and I thrust forward, caressing her hips with my weight.
She lowers her pelvis to meet my thrusts, with no effort. We move so easily together that I almost forget the pain of losing everything I once knew.
I'm mewling, pumping softly when she begins to moan, almost in awe. "Mm, baby, do you like that?"
“You feel fucking incredible,” I grunt. “I want to taste you.”
I brush her hair from her neck and kiss the sensitive curve of skin, inhaling her scent, licking her like candy.
She shudders, trying to pull away, but I insist. Feeling her quiver, my hands slip down to cup around her pussy, lips guarding her treasure. I roll my palm, and a small pool of liquid forms.
She moans and jerks her chin.
“Yes, Kalxor,” she cries, arching her back into the air and grinding into me.
I feel her, sliding one finger inside her tight entrance, thumb on her clit, circling gently. I can feel more wetness gathering in her pussy as she gasps.
My cock stirs beneath me.
“Eat me,” she begs. “Give me your mouth.”
We kiss and we tease until I can’t take it anymore. “I want to taste you so fucking bad.”
I slide out from behind her, swaying her legs apart, until her moist mound shines against the moonlight. I sink my teeth into her thighs before smoothing it out with a kiss.