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Chapter 23
Lynn
F ive days of fucking in her our private observatory, interrupted only by trips to the replicator, bathroom, and to change the litter as Charlie’s box is not an automated one here, unfortunately. I was deliciously sore in all the right places by the time we were at the nebula.
“It was gorgeous when it was far away, but in it? It’s magical," I breathe.
He stands a little taller, shoulders back as he mentally preens.
“This is the best honeymoon,” he boasted.
I laughed. “Yes, it is. So, that’s the planet we’re visiting?” I said, pointing.
“Moon,” he corrected, pointing to a larger planet looming near it. It too, was green and blue with swirls of white and touches of brown.”
“And we’re not visiting there because?”
“Heavy gravity we’re not equipped for and hostile life.”
“There are people?”
He shook his head. “The scan indicated sauropods.”
“Dinosaurs?!”
“I suppose you could call them that.”
“Yeah, I've seen Jurassic Park, so no thanks. The nice friendly little moon it is.”
Something flashed out of the corner of my eye.
“Did you see that?”
“See what?” he asked me, scanning the viewscreen before checking to see if the instruments detected anything.
“I thought I saw something.”
“The scans are all clear. Setting us up in orbit. We can go down tomorrow to have a look around.”
“Okay.”
I leaned forward to lick his bottom lip.
“I bet you can guess what I’m hungry for.”
“Did you not have enough of my cock this morning?”
“Let me see…no. You didn’t let me suck it and only gave me two orgasms.”
“I will remedy that right now,” he growled, punching in whatever he needed to do to put us into a stable orbit.
“Oh, will you?” I teased, taking off my top and stepping away before turning on one foot to run to the ladder.
I heard him growl.
“Catch me!” I sang, kicking my loose lounge pants off as I scrambled up the ladder.They landed on his face and I laughed, bolting over to the bed which I dived onto.
“Got you!” he said, bracketing my body with his own.
“So you have. So what are you going to do now?”
“My mate said she was hungry for my cock, so I shall feed her.” He stood, pulling his waistband down, shucking them down his legs before kicking himself free. He knelt down once more, this time positioning himself so his cock hovered over my lips. ”Open.”
I stuck my tongue out, licking the bead of precum I found on his slit. As always, he was salty, slightly musky, and a vague taste of something almost fruity. I sucked his crown in, needing to taste him even more.
“Fuck!” he shouted, throwing his head back. ”Too good,” he panted.
I bobbed my head, needing to drive him as wild as he made me feel.
“Enough!” he cried out suddenly, pulling his cock free. “Need to be in you.”
“Yes, fuck me, Yorix!”
He scooted back, one hand on his shaft, sliding up and down slowly to spread the moisture seeping around the fine scales. Scales which i knew would rub me in all the right ways as he fucked me.
“I’m going to stuff your hot, wet pussy full of my cock and ride you until you scream.”
“Yes, please,” I whimpered as he lined himself up and with a single thrust, filled and stretched me.
“Always so tight,” he panted, pulling back and thrusting back in, setting a fast, hard pace that left me gasping. He leaned down, capturing a nipple in his mouth and began sucking and nipping and licking.
“Yorix!”
He lifted his head. “My starshine.” He captured my lips, slipping his tongue inside, mimicking how he was plundering me below. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, trying to anchor myself, to savor the sensations that coursed through me. He knew how to play my body like a fine instrument and it sang for him, reaching a crescendo that sent me tumbling into an abyss that exploded into a white nova.
I came to cuddled against his chest, his hand stroking my hair.
“Still hungry?” he asked with a naughty quirk of his lips when he caught me looking up at him.
I didn’t get a chance to answer as the ship suddenly lurched.
“Warning: unknown vessel attacking. Shields up and at eighty-five percent.”
He rolled away from me, scrambling down the ladder before my mind could finish processing the computer’s announcement.
I swallowed down a lump of fear as the words permeated my brain. We were under attack by someone not even the Mylos knew.
“Shit!”
I grabbed some clothes, hurriedly putting them on before snatching a pair of Yorix’s pants to take with me.
“Strap in!” he shouted at me as I reached him. I dropped his pants onto the floor and grabbed a cowering Charlie, stuffing him into one of the passenger seats and making a muddled mess as I buckled him in the best I could.
“Rowrrr! Pffft!”
“Sorry, buddy, but I don’t want you flying about and getting hurt,” I said, stumbling as I tried to keep my balance as our craft shuddered and lurched.
“Shields at forty-three percent.”
I didn’t want to know what would happen if they failed. I had a sneaking suspicion already that involved a kaboom.
“I’m going to try to set us down on the moon,” he said. “I’ve already sent a data packet with the distress call. If we can manage to hide from them until help can arrive, we should be okay.”
“But won’t it take five days?” I asked, sitting down and doing my best to fasten my harness properly.
“We’re on the edge of our explored space, but not beyond it. There will be an outpost or patrol closer than that. A day or two at most, with any luck. It’s going to be a rough landing, however, as they've damaged our landing stabilizers.”
That still sounded like shitty odds but getting exploded into atoms sounded even worse.
“Okay, do it,” I said, clicking the last buckle together. Amazingly it all looks correct. Maybe I'd survive what sounded like a crash landing, after all.