We entered my quarters. For a few moments, Betra and I just stood
there, both of us at a loss as to what to do next. We were both worried about
Candy.
“Damn it,” Betra mumbled and took to pacing back and forth across my
sitting room. “I feel like I should be trying to find her.”
“Tell me about it,” I said, reaching up to rake fingers through my
hair. “I’m scared about how she’s acting. It didn’t seem like her at all.
Nothing she said made sense.”
He came to me and grabbed the hand I’d mussed my hair with. He kissed
my fingers, his thumb rubbing over the bracelet Candy had given me for my
birthday. Seeing it made me want to cry, and I had the urge to pull free of
Betra’s grip. I was too upset to want comfort. I felt like wallowing in my
fears.
Yet when Betra’s lips found mine, I realized I wanted to be soothed
after all. I couldn’t look for Candy because I would only get in the way.
Besides, I knew nothing of hunting down someone who might not want to be found.
There were those much better trained for that, and if I knew Oses, they were
already scanning for her.
So I poured all that pent-up emotion into kissing Betra back. I have
already enumerated the many wonderful things about that Imdiko’s kisses. This
time, I gave him something to think about.
Betra’s kiss had started off soft and gentle. Mine was anything but. I
kissed that man like I owned him. Some assertive part of me decided it wanted
to claim him, to make him mine as he had done to me too many times to count. I
even climbed him like a tree, clambering up his body to wrap my arms and legs
around him in a demanding clutch. My growing girth was no hindrance in to the
need to have him. When he tried to break the kiss earlier than I wanted, I even
snarled and captured his lower lip between my teeth to keep him from moving
away.
“Sha-wee-ah!” His lipless protest made my name sound funny. Any other
time, I would have laughed. But I wasn’t in a laughing mood. I had decided I
wanted this man, and I was going to fuck him until he cried ‘uncle’.
I reared back and gave him a smile that felt more like a snarl on my
lips. “My bed. Now.”
My demand brought the light of challenge to his purple eyes. “Excuse
me? I believe I will have you where I want to.”
For whatever reason, I didn’t want to surrender this time. For once, I
felt assertive sexually. “That’s where you are wrong, Imdiko. We’ll do this my
way or you can leave. In sort, give me what I want or sholt.”
The crazy thing was, I meant it. I have no idea what got into me, but I
wanted all the power. I wanted control. It was the only way I was going to have
sex.
Betra’s jaw dropped, and his eyes went wide. I’d never insisted on dominating.
I’d never wanted to. We were both shocked.
“What has gotten into you?” he asked.
“You, if you’re a good boy.” I relaxed, some of my power-happy feelings
easing to see him that uncertain. “I guess I need control for a change, Betra.
After all that’s happened, and now Candy—” I shrugged. “Damn it, I have to be
able to claim some power over my life once in a while.”
He considered me for a long moment before the hint of a sad smile
touched his lips. “I can understand that. It’s just unlike you to not let me
take care of things.” He chuckled and planted a quick smooch on my lips. “If it
will make you feel better, I can let go for a little while. Just don’t tell
Oses.”
“I believe he’s figured you out by now,” I snickered. “To the bedroom,
you yummy thing.”
“So demanding. Maybe you can be my Dramok,” he teased, but he
obligingly headed to the next room. Still hanging off him, I rode along.
I climbed down once we were next to my bed. I took a few steps back,
looking over my prize. Would he really let me be in charge? “Strip. Do it nice
and slow, so I can enjoy it,” I told him.
“Let me take my boots off first,” Betra said. He gracefully stood on
one foot and then the other as he yanked the nearly knee-high black boots off
and tossed them carelessly to one side. “All right. Prepare to feast your eyes
on what you’ve already seen dozens of times before,” he joked.
“It never gets old,” I sighed, enjoying the sight of those broad
shoulders coming into view as Betra opened the top of his uniform and shrugged
it down. He bared his defined chest next, and I sighed again. No, it was still
good to look at. I might never tire of seeing Betra naked.
He slowly peeled the formsuit down to his waist, revealing himself to
me and smiling saucily the entire time he did so. I walked around him to take
the view in. Mmm, I seldom get to enjoy that muscled back, and it is so damned
fine.
“Stop,” I told Betra before he could slide the uniform over his hips.
Yes, I wanted to see that gorgeous ass in the worst way, but his back had to be
given its due. I’d neglected appreciating it the way it should be.
He froze and looked questioningly at me over his shoulder. I stepped up
close and traced the line of his spine. I grinned at his responding shiver and
did it again. He jerked.
“You are beautiful from every angle,” I said. My fingers investigated
every ridge of muscle that I saw. “Never turn your back on Oses, my friend. He
wouldn’t be able to control himself if he saw this.”
I saw those delicious muscles tense the slightest bit. “That’s not
exactly a thrill for me to hear, you know,” Betra smarted off.
“It’s true though.” I ran my palms down from his shoulder blades to
that trim waist, feeling every exciting bump and curve of his body as I did so.
“If I was a man, I’d want to shove my cock in you too. Whether you liked it or
not.”
“Shalia—” Betra started in a tone that told me he’d heard enough.
“Hush, Imdiko,” I said, caring little for how uncomfortable I might be
making him. I stepped back. “All right. Show me that hot ass.”
He hesitated for a moment, as if he might refuse me. Then Betra slid
his formsuit down, revealing the double curves of his delectable rump.
Oh hell yeah. If I was a guy, I’d definitely want that. Betra was lucky
Oses had such good command over himself. Better command than me.
I leaned in to kiss that amazing rear. Betra gasped and went still. Oh
man, that butt was wonderful. I knelt down to get better access. I was all over
that smooth, rock-hard flesh, my hands framing it as I kissed and licked it all
over. It wasn’t enough. I had the mad urge to actually devour him.
I bit. Hard. Betra yelped and turned around. “Hey! Are you trying to
draw blood?”
I couldn’t help but grin up at him. “Sorry. You are too yummy to
resist.”
He scowled but looked somewhat amused too. “I don’t know if this is fun
or not yet. What I do know is I’m drawing the line at you using your teeth.
That hurt.”
“Okay.” His cocks were right there, so I kissed their tips in apology.
“Better?”
Betra smiled. “Much.”
“Good. Finish taking off those clothes and lay down on the bed. Now
that I’ve had a taste, I want the whole damned Imdiko.”
He laughed at that and pulled his uniform all the way off. Still
chuckling, he flopped back on my sleeping mat and spread himself out. “I’m all
yours.”
Oh my gosh. Standing there and looking at that naked man stretched
across the bed ... all for me! ... made my pussy spasm with a tremor of pure
want. I wanted to fuck him. I needed to fuck him. I felt like I would fall over
dead if I didn’t get what I had to have.
Without further ado, I yanked my panties off and climbed aboard the
Good Ship Betra. His eyes widened when I grabbed his slick cocks and positioned
myself to take them in.
“Not wasting any time, are you?” Betra said. “How about taking that
dress off?”
“Oh hell no,” I grunted and lowered down.
“Shalia, shouldn’t you at least be stretched—”
His words were cut off as I captured him. Feeling him enter me was sooo
good, even the burning part of having a cock stuffed into my tight ass. It hurt
some, but it was wonderful at the same time. Funny enough for sexually
submissive me, the best part was taking what I wanted from Betra. I took
particular delight in how his eyes rolled up, how his mouth dropped open in a
groan, and seeing his fists slam the surface of the bed in reaction. He might
not have liked being on the bottom, but he loved being inside me.
I wasted no time in claiming the entirety of both those wonderful
cocks. The ache only made me impatient with myself, and I forced my body to
accept Betra. I wanted to own that man, and I had no interest in any delay.
“Fuck,” he moaned over and over. “Fuck.”
“It would be my pleasure,” I snarled. I slammed my palms against his
chest for leverage, letting them take my weight. I dug my toes into the
bedcovers and levered up, emptying myself of Imdiko. Then I slammed back down,
taking him hard and fast.
“FUCK!” Betra screamed.
I kept going, pumping my body over his, clenching my pussy and ass hard
around him to increase the friction...and my pleasure. Between being crammed
full of gorgeous Kalquorian and my pregnancy-enhanced libido, I was ramping up
hard and fast towards climax.
“Sha – Sha – Shalia,” Betra gasped, his face turning red. “Slow – slow
down. I’m gonna come.”
I ignored him, chasing that lightning flash of ecstasy for all I was
worth. Those cocks were mine, and they were going to give me what I damned well
wanted.
“Damn it,” the Imdiko swore. “Damn it, stop for – for a fucking
moment!”
To hell with him. This was my moment. This was my thrill ride. I was in
control for once, and it was all about me.
Hands closed over my hips, halting me in mid-pump. I stared into the
deep blue-purple of Betra’s eyes. He heaved for breath, his face working. “I
told you to stop before I lose it!” he exclaimed.
My hands were still propped against his chest. Angry that he had denied
my dominance, that he had broken our agreement, my fingers hooked into claws. I
dug my fingernails into his flesh.
Betra yelled out and shot up to a sitting position. He let go of my
hips to grasp my wrists. “I don’t like having blood drawn!” he snarled, fangs
down.
“Then lay down and take the fucking you said I could have,” I snarled
back. I clenched muscles I didn’t know I had around his pricks.
He hissed, and those cocks jerked inside me. Yet he wasn’t done being
cranky yet. His lips thinned for a moment before he relented.
“I did agree to give you the power,” he said grudgingly. He fell back
onto the mat. “But if you keep hammering at me like that, don’t expect me to
last. It’s like being taken by a tornado.”
I felt a twinge of conscience. After all, Betra always made sure I was
satisfied when he was in control. I realized I was being a selfish bitch about
this. I guess I suck big time at dominating.
“I’m desperate to come and make you come,” I told him. “I just want to
fuck until our heads blow off with climax. I’m feeling quick and dirty, and I
didn’t think to ask if you were up for that.”
Betra’s better nature re-appeared at my declaration. He laughed. “Hey,
I can go for quick and dirty. I was just worried you expected me to hang on for
longer than a few seconds.”
“Nope.” I leaned over to give my big, understanding, and amazingly
patient lover a conciliatory smooch. “Besides, your break only lasts so long. I
want to make sure you leave with a smile on your face.”
Actually, whether or not he’d be pleased had not been on my radar until
those last few moments. I’d been solely after what I wanted. I didn’t wish Betra
to think badly of me though, even if I acknowledge I had been a world-class
jerk. Seriously, the hell was wrong with me acting like that?
I gave him an apologetic smile. “I’m sorry if I’m being mean. I must be
stressing over Candy. Worrying and not being able to do anything about what’s
going on is driving me crazy.”
That much was true. A part of me kept yelling find her, find her, over and over.
Betra stroked my face, his eyes soft with understanding. “Trust me, I
know what you’re going through. All right, beautiful, if it will relieve some
of your stress, feel free to fuck my brains out.”
My ever-rampaging libido swung back into action, especially when he
playfully arched his hips up and ground against me in tight circles. Lust
spiked hard, and I went back to driving over him once more.
Hard and fast. Taking him. Making him please me. I rose and fell on
Betra, driving his cocks deep inside, feeling the hard edge of arousal bite
deep into my guts. He cried out every time my pussy and ass pounded down on his
groin. His beautiful body strained beneath mine, trapped, unable to deny me. I
was nearly there.
The first pulse of elation rolled through me just as he succumbed. I
felt his cocks jerk inside their prison, surrendering to my strength. Then I poured
ecstasy, my body alight with victory as I claimed that lightning flash of
glory.
Betra was noticeably wobbly as he got dressed and prepared to go back
on duty. I sighed to see that beautiful man clad in his uniform again as I
lounged on my bed like a queen.
“You should spend a day naked and at my disposal some time,” I told the
Imdiko. I kept my tone playful, but in all honesty, I only half-teased. “My
Kalquorian sex toy, serving me the way I should be served.”
Betra laughed, shaking his head at me. “I’d be dead before midday if
this session was any indication.” He leaned over to kiss me. “I’ll com if I
hear anything about Candy, so make sure you keep your portable nearby.”
“Thanks,” I said. I watched him as he walked out of my room...well, I
watched his ass. It’s such a nice ass. It still makes me wish I had a cock to
stuff in it.
Stress and pregnancy libido. It’s a crazy combo.
