Free Starport: Zeta Prime (Alt) by S.A. Jackson Page A

torn about revealing her secret. She
desperately wanted to tell him now that she could understand. She
was sure now that she was safe–Faron clearly had genuine feelings
for her. Why else would he have gone through a ceremony to make her
his mate–in front of the entire village? But she was an outsider
here, still unsure of the ways of the people on this planet, and
felt she needed to protect herself, even now. Life had been hard
for her, moving around from one family to the next. Not trusting
people was what she did best .
I t was what had made her job
as head of security come so naturally to her. Old ways, old habits,
die hard. But was it time for her to start breaking down those
barriers she had been building for so long?
    His ruminating came
to an abrupt end as Faron placed his hands on her. He slid one
underneath her back, causing her to arch as he deftly unclasped the
fur covering her top half. He peeled it from her and then tossed it
to the floor. His eyes fixed onto her breasts and she watched his
face as he cupped one into his palm and ran his thumb along her
aching nipple. She quivered as he repeated the movement, seeming to
take pleasure of the texture of her as his mouth
parted.
    Faron felt himself
grow underneath his covering as he touched her. She felt so cool
and soft. Her breasts gave way as he squeezed and he enjoyed
filling his hand with them, feeling her quake at each gentle
motion. He kissed her, unable to stop himself, both their tongues
hotter and wetter than before. More urgent. His hand moved up to
her face, holding her as they lapped at each
other.
    He
wanted to taste her, and moved down to her nipple, which was
puckered solid now from the desire he had created in her. He licked
and sucked, holding it to him with a firm clasp, and then grazed it
with his teeth. She couldn’t help the moan–the sensation had sent
sparks shooting straight to her genitals, and she lifted her hips
unconsciously, her body sure about what it wanted.
    She ran her hand down his back, his flesh like velvet. She
moved herself up, so she was half seated, wanting him to take more
of her. He looked up , lips wet, and gave her a sexy half smile as he
slowly lowered his hand between her upper thighs. He parted her
legs by splaying his fingers, not that she put up much resistance,
and began to stroke from her knee upwards—sweeping rotations of his
fingers right to the top of her thighs, so close to the spot she
wanted him the most that she held her breath—wanting. Wanting. Her
hand lay still on his back.
    She began to claw wi thout nails, pulling him to her–knowing he must realize how
he was making her feel. Instead of indulging her, Faron kissed down
toward her navel with the odd, thrilling flick of his tongue and
shuddering nibbles of his teeth. He continued to her hips where she
jerked at the movements of his mouth, and down—heart-poundingly
close, then onto her thigh, where he pulled himself up to kneel in
front of her.
    She lay
back down, submissive, but could not help casting her gaze to his
scant piece of fur. She noticed a bulge protruding from beneath the
cloth, and she had to bite the inside of her cheek, she cast her
gaze over his torso, rippling with muscles, and wanted to smother
herself in his sensuality.
    Still kneeling, he pulled her knees upwards,
legs apart, and tore down what was left of her clothing before
removing his.
     

Chapter Ten
    He
took a moment to scan over her naked body and between her legs. He
could see that she was ready
for him–the opening of her glistening with moisture from his
previous touch. He saw her chest rise and fall rapidly, her breath
was hard and fast and this turned him on more—knowing that she
wanted him.
    He
was harder than he’d ever
been as he ran his finger upwards along her opening, dipping it
ever so slightly inside of her as he passed, and stopping on the
button at the top, pressing down firmly before releasing the
pressure and moving his finger back down again.