Page 44 of Tempting Cargo

I let out a slow breath. Panicking would get us nowhere. “Okay. How long does this normally last?”

The way she clasped her hand to her face was so human, and for the first time, my brash, strong captain looked shy. “I don’t know.”

I had the overwhelming sense I needed to tread very, very carefully—not the easiest with my dick now ultra-sensitive and not in a good way. “Can you stop the pulsing?”

“I can try. I, ah, don’t have that level of control yet.” She spoke like someone who lacked experience, but surely she’d have said something if that were the case. Her confidence earlier had implied something very different. Hadn’t it?

“That’s okay,” I said. “What about if—”

I attempted to pry her curl from my balls, but it clamped down sharply, as if offended I should try to remove it. “Okay, don’t anger the grabby labia, got it.” I smiled, letting her know I was joking, that I wasn’t worried, but all she did was bury her face back against my neck.

I shuddered against a particularly strong wave and forced my brain to work. What information did we need for a solution? This was just machinery, and I could fix machinery. “Is this because I’m human?”

“I think… I think with another kri’ith it is the female orgasm that unlocks things.”

Shame hit my gut like a punch. We were stuck together because I hadn’t made her come?Fuck.

Yes, she’dtoldme to come, and no, her super suction pussy hadn’t given me much choice, but I’d fucked up. Especially as she’d plainly not done this before, and this was not the first time I’d want to give anyone.

I’d have asked the ground to swallow me up but then I couldn’t touch her. “Okay, sweetheart. I really want to make you come. What can I do?”

Pride stopped her from showing the vulnerability she must have been feeling. Maybe she was trying to work out how to tell me my dick just didn’t hit the spot for her, because she was clearly supposed to orgasm from penetration, or their whole anatomy wouldn’t work.

I brought a hand to her cheek and tilted her face to mine, kissing her softly, telling her without words that all of this was okay, that I wanted her, that we weren’t done yet.

She rocked needily, triggering a fresh rush of guilt. Whenever her clit rubbed my pubic bone, she gave one of those guttural moans, so I slicked my tongue over hers, reaching for her breasts. “Is that good, sweetheart? Can you use my body to make yourself come?”

Her gasps of need grew louder as I pinched and rolled her swollen nipples, but all too soon she sat up, cheeks flushed a deep magenta.

Frustrated desire flashed in her amethyst eyes. “I’m close. But it’s not enough.”

“Will you show me how you like to be touched?”

“You want me to… pleasure myself in front of you?” She looked scandalised, and yet again, my gut lurched and fell.

“I’d love to do it for you, but I think we’ve already established that our bodies are different enough that—” Fuck.Spit it out, Garrison.“That I don’t know how to make it good for you yet.”

Fucking mortifying. How could the most exciting sex of my life also be my worst performance?

I took slow, deep breaths. My softening cock was still trapped inside her—by her amazing but terrifying curl with its death grip on my balls. That wasn’t letting me go. Because she was still horny, probably against her better judgement by now.

Hold. It. Together.

“Shohari.”

She raised her head, uncertainty in her eyes, and I cupped her face in my hand. “Shohari, you’re–”

“What am I, Garrison?” Her eyes were frantic, as if she’d run away if she could. “I am not like human women. I do not have tender beauty or a soft, delicate body. I have a cunt that won’t let go of you.” She clamped her jaw shut with aclack.

I gripped her sharp chin between my thumb and fingers and tipped her face towards me. “You are stunning, Shohari. And you’re beautiful. The way you smile for me, just me. Your body is incredible, and makes mine feel incredible. We just have to get them working together the right way.”

She huffed, but her face gentled, and she rocked her hips, moaning softly. “Be quiet, cargo. I am thinking.”

“About?”

“I said be quiet.” She shoved my shoulders deeper into the mats with brutal force, and my heart pumped blood back towards my dick.

Was she stronger than before?