Page 26 of Redeeming Captivity (Human Pets of Talin #7)

Chapter 26

Lena

As Tarquin hugged her, she felt a very different emotion rise up inside. With her anxiety calmed, need arose. They’d managed to enjoy each other several times the one night that began on the boulder outside the guest barrack. It had been pleasure unlike anything she'd ever experienced before.

She wanted that again.

This time she had the time, space, and boldness to explore him.

Pulling out of his hold, she moved around until she could face him. Now that they were on a ship, he’d gone back to not wearing shoes. Reaching across their bodies, she tugged at the clasp of his belt.

“Was that bothering you?” he asked, purring. He brushed her fingers aside and unclasped the belt and set it aside with the Ident and pouch.

“Yes,” she agreed with a grin, then tugged at his pants. “Off.”

“My pants are bothering you also?” he asked teasingly as he got up on his knees and hooked his thumbs into the top of his pants. She was quick to push his hands away. “Do you want to do this part?”

She hummed in agreement and slipped her fingers into the waistband and slowly dragged them down. Tarquin’s purring changed pitch and rhythm to his more sexual rumble as she pulled his pants over his hips.

Talin sexual organs were protected by a thick flap of skin covered in small, flexible keratin plates similar to what covered their hands and feet. As Tarquin’s cock filled with blood, it would push at the skin of the mating pouch until it snapped back and let his mating shaft and seed sack free.

She could already see a slight swelling under the skin. Suddenly she needed to know what it felt like inside the pouch. Sliding her fingers along the tight seam, she tested the tautness.

Pressing one finger inside, she marveled at the velvety feel. It was as if she was touching something unbelievably soft. When Tarquin sucked in a harsh breath, she froze.

Looking up, she found his eyes half closed, mouth open, and his hands hooked around the back of his neck.

“Good?” she asked, worried she’d hurt him.

His eyes fully opened and focused on her, then the words poured out of him. “Very good. Wonderful. Perfect. Please don’t stop!”

His enthusiastic reply made her chuckle. Then she watched his eyes roll back as she pressed several fingers into the slit. When her fingertips brushed across something hard, she dropped her gaze back down. The bulge was becoming more pronounced and the edges of the slit were getting tighter. Despite the tension in the mating pouch, she pressed her hand in further, desperate to feel more of the hardening shaft.

“By the ancestors!” Tarquin groaned. “Please don’t stop! No one has ever done that before. It feels amazing!”

Emboldened by his words, she pushed until her entire hand was in the tight space of his pouch. It felt unbelievably hot and intimate. There wasn’t enough room to grip his shaft, but she pressed her palm against it and swept her fingers back and forth.

The scent of caramel saturated the air and she felt something hot drop on her head. Tipping her face up, she saw bonding oil dripping down Tarquin’s face. His breathing was hard and his eyes were closed. Reaching her free hand up, she cupped his cheek and drew his face down.

They both moaned when their lips touched. She rubbed his scent gland and his cock at the same time. His entire body shuddered and his mouth stopped moving on hers. Suddenly his cock swelled, pressing her hand hard against the inside of the velvety pouch. Before it could hurt, the skin snapped back and her hand and his cock were free.

Tarquin pulled his mouth away from hers to cry out, “Lena!”

His hands were still clasped behind his neck, but now he released them and grabbed hold of her shoulders. With frantic need he rubbed his scent glands into her hair and all over her face.

“Lena, let me use my mouth on you again,” he begged.

“Not yet,” she answered. She wasn’t done touching him and she knew the moment he started kissing and sucking on her, she’d turn into a useless lump.

“Please!” he gasped. His neediness made her question her decision.

“Little longer?” she asked.

His hands tightened around her shoulders momentarily before he let go and clasped them behind his neck again. “As long as you need, brave Lena.”

She hummed happily to have gotten her way. She let go of his cock to frame his face with both hands. She rubbed both scent glands until her hands were covered in bonding oil. Then she circled his shaft with her oil-covered hands. She moved her hands up and down, letting the oil coat him from base to tip. His hips thrust a little, moving his shaft in her grip.

“Your touch is gentle but strong,” he whispered, his sensual rumble loud. “I can’t wait until you let me touch you back. I’ll run my mouth all over your body, bury my tongue inside you, and lap up your sweet juices.”

His words almost made her stop, but she wasn’t ready to let go yet. She ran her fingers over his hard shaft, enjoying the feel of all the ridges. She also liked the way he gasped and shook while she touched him. She tried all different ways to stroke, rub, and pet him. It was fascinating to observe his reactions and she felt herself turned on by all of them.

A sudden impulse made her lower her face to his crotch. Holding his cock steady with both hands, she ran her tongue across the broad tip. He tasted like sweet caramel.

“Lena!” he cried out. “No, don’t! I won’t—ah!”

He cried out as she worked her lips over the tip, sucking on him similarly to the way he’d sucked on her. She’d enjoyed it when he’d done it to her back on the boulder and was curious to see what it was like to be the giver.

It was hard to keep her teeth from scraping on his skin, but she loved the taste of him as he filled her mouth. He was so big she could only fit the tip and a little more in her mouth, but she sucked on that as she worked the rest of him with her hand.

Tarquin shook and moaned. “I won’t last much longer if you keep doing that.”

She hummed to tell him he didn’t need to last, but her sound had an unexpected effect. He cried out.

“Don’t do that!” he begged. “No humming!”

She couldn’t smile with her mouth so full, but she rolled her eyes up to see Tarquin's shut tight, his mouth open and panting, and bonding oil dripping down his cheeks.

“Hum again and I’ll empty into your mouth,” he continued without opening his eyes. “Don’t want to do that.”

What would he taste like? She was so curious she almost hummed again but held off. She wasn’t ready for Tarquin to finish just yet.

The sight of him struggling to hold himself back was so erotic that she felt herself getting hot and wet. She’d been turned on before, but now it was almost painful. Releasing Tarquin’s shaft with a popping sound, she gave it one more pull with her hands before scrambling to her feet so she could strip. She wanted to be naked so he could touch her while she licked and sucked on him.

“Wha—?” Tarquin said, opening his eyes to see her balancing on one leg to get out of her Simtee pants. “Oh! Let me help.”

With eager hands, he grabbed hold of her waist to steady her, making it easier to tug off her pants. The moment she was naked from the waist down she grabbed hold of her top and pulled it up over her head.

“Perfect,” he breathed, his hands returning to her waist to pull her forward. His face lowered to her chest; his mouth latched onto a nipple and started sucking.

Her breasts had never been so sensitive before and his mouth made pleasure zing down her spine. She arched into his touch and loosely wrapped a hand around the back of his head. Head falling back with a moan, she urged him to keep his mouth on her, sending those spikes of pleasure through her body.

“No!” she protested when he drew away and cool air washed over her beaded nipple. He made a soothing sound then latched onto her other breast and started all over again. She reached down and started rubbing her clit in time with his mouth on her nipple.

The pleasure built to the point where she was having a hard time staying upright. Her legs were shaking and her knees didn’t want to stay locked in place.

He pulled his mouth off her only enough to speak. “Lay down?”

The moment she nodded, he picked her up with his hands on her waist and settled her in the soft nest. He pushed her legs apart and was about to put his face between her thighs, but she made an unhappy sound.

“Here,” she demanded, cupping her breasts. She wanted more of his mouth on her nipples.

“Of course,” he agreed, settling his weight on his knees and one elbow. She moved her hands out of the way when his mouth descended on her again. “Anything you want!”

Then he sucked one nipple into his mouth while putting his hand over her other breast. He gently rolled her nipple between thumb and finger. Between his mouth and hand, she was going up in flames. She didn’t think anything could feel as good as his mouth on her clit, but this was amazing!

He paused for a moment to rub his glands onto her breasts, covering her chest with bonding oil. The oil felt warm and tingled on her skin. When his mouth and hand returned, it only accentuated the effects of the oil.

She moaned, closed her eyes, and lost herself in his touch. He shifted his body, and for a moment she was afraid he was going to stop. But no, he had figured out how to support all his weight with his knees and freed up his hand to dip down between her legs.

Oil-covered fingers found her clit and rubbed.

“I…I…this…” she wasn’t even sure what she wanted to say. She fisted the bedding to keep from grabbing at Tarquin. It all felt so good. Everything Tarquin was doing was wonderful and horrible all at the same time.

Unbelievable tension built in her body. Between one breath and the next, the tension snapped. She screamed as the orgasm broke over her, like a wave crashing into a cliff. It took everything out of her.

When she went limp, Tarquin pulled away. Rising up on his knees, he gazed down at her. She watched him through half-lidded eyes, his massive erection dripping with need as he hovered over her.

“You’re beautiful,” he breathed, running his eyes up and down her body. “I look at this body, covered in my bonding oil, and understand. I see why scent-bonding was so powerful that our ancient leadership outlawed it. This feeling I have for you is stronger than any law or rule. It’s more important than obeying my government.”

He leaned down close, rubbing bonding oil all over her face before putting his lips near hers. “You’re the only thing of value in my world, brave Lena.”

Then he pressed his lips to hers.

Tarquin

Was it possible to spend an entire mark lip-pressing? As much as his mating shaft throbbed for attention, he ignored it in favor of Lena’s lips. He could drink the finest wines the universe had to offer and they’d never compare to the taste of her.

It was only when she reached down and stroked a hand under his shaft that he gasped and pulled away.

“The things you do to me should be illegal,” he muttered.

“They are,” she reminded him with a quiet laugh.

His sexual rumble was interrupted briefly by a rumble of amusement. He put his face to her neck and rubbed his scent glands against her skin. He suddenly had the urge to cover every part of her in his oil.

“Good,” she murmured, turning her head to give him better access. “So good.”

It seemed his glands would never run out of oil as he rubbed and nuzzled his face on her delectable flesh. Her skin soaked up his oil, changing the scent of it and making it her own. By the time he reached her belly, she was breathing quickly again.

“Everything’s tingly,” she said. “Alive.”

He felt the same. It was as if every molecule of his body felt energized and aware of her. Could two souls be intertwined at a cellular level?

Because she was lying on her back, he hadn’t spread any oil on that side of her. Flipping her over, he rubbed his face all over the flesh of her back, using his hands to help spread his oil over her shoulders and arms.

She moaned under him and arched her butt up, pressing against his hard shaft. Taking that as an invitation, he moved his face lower until he could run his scent glands over the globes of her ass. With gentle force, he parted her cheeks and dove between them. There was no place that escaped his bonding oil.

Gasping, she pressed her ass up as his oil dripped onto her back passage. Using a finger, he made sure to rub the oil thoroughly around the tight hole, then pressed against it slightly.

“Do you want more there?” he asked.

“Little,” she moaned.

He pressed a little more until only the tip of his finger slid inside. She gasped and started moving against him.

“You too,” she demanded.

At first he didn’t understand what she wanted, then he realized she wanted his shaft inside her. He was forced to move his hands away to shift her a little. Once her legs were parted enough for him to press the head of his shaft against her opening, he returned his finger to her back hole.

She rocked back against him, causing both his finger and shaft to sink in deeper, making them both moan

“Find your pleasure,” he said. His body wanted to move but he didn’t want to do anything until Lena had claimed her own rapture.

Dropping her head down, she started rocking against him. Without disrupting her rhythm, he reached under with his free hand and pressed on the little nub of nerves. The moment his finger rubbed, she began moving her body more frantically.

Between his shaft being surrounded by her sweet, tight heat, their combined scent in his nose, and the sounds she was making, he knew he wasn’t going to last much longer. Thankfully it wasn't long before Lena’s movements turned erratic and her rocking sweeps were shorter.

Then she sucked in a gasp and let it out in a scream. Her sheath tightened around him as her entire body went tense.

An orgasm nailed him in his spine and his roar joined her scream, echoing in the large, empty space.

They both froze in a breathless moment of ecstasy.

When she started moving away from him, he pulled his hands away. She slumped down on the bed then rolled over on her back and gave him a satisfied, sleepy smile.

“Good,” she breathed, patting the nest next to her. “Good job.”

“I’m at your service at any time,” he said with an amused rumble as he stretched out next to her. She rolled on her side and snuggled up against him.

He didn’t think sex could feel any better than with Lena on Wulnum, but he was wrong.

Of course he’d been wrong. That night on the boulder had been early in their relationship on a hostile planet. Now they were in a safe place with plenty of time and space to enjoy each other. There was no worry that anyone would approach or a random bot would fly overhead.

All the fear and tension he’d had while on that rocky planet was gone. There were still questions about their future, but they had the luxury of time to answer them.

“I’ve been thinking about it, and I realized why the ancestors put us together,” he whispered.

“Hmmm?” she hummed, eyes closed and body lax against his. She was already half asleep and would probably drift off soon.

“You might be small, but you have the spirit of a fierce warrior,” he explained. “They knew my heart was soft and tender and I needed someone like you to guard it.”

She gave him a sleepy smile and patted his chest clumsily. “Safe always,” she assured him. Then her arm dropped back down across his belly, her eyes completely closed, and her breathing evened out. She was asleep.

He wasn’t far behind. Both of them slept peacefully with no nightmares or fear.