We didn't send him words, only our intent. Mal'k and his first wife bowed to us before we were teleported outside Lao'k's rooms. When we entered, he locked the door and disabled the external override. It's a setting they have that allows couples to copulate without worry of interference. Who am I kidding, I didn't care about their technology or their privacy rules, I only wanted him.
The minor distraction of securing the room had given him back some self control. Where I expected him to whisk me away to the bedroom, he just stood by the door staring at me. His mind was serene again, no fantasies of us, nothing, but a black void. I looked at his trousers, his bulge was very much still there, but then he spoke.
"Undress... undress for me."
He was trying to hold onto his control. There I was standing before him, my breathing excited, my heart pounding in my ears, my underwear wet, anticipation rippling through my muscles and he wanted to be in control!
I wouldn't let him have the luxury of being in control while I was burning for him. I cupped one of my breasts and took a deep breath and exhaled loudly, leaning my head back watching him through half closed eyes. He exhaled sharply, then bared his teeth at me as he clenched his jaw. He pleaded with me.
Alei...
It felt good knowing how to shake his control. Slowly, I took off my shirt first. He exhaled sharply again when my breasts came into view. I slipped the straps of my bra from my shoulders and watched as his body shook with excitement. I have never felt this sexy before!
I tried to take a breath, but my body trembled as I did. The rise and fall of my breasts caught his attention. His brows furrowed, and I worried he might be angry, but I saw his bulge twitch. He couldn't hold back anymore. He crossed the distance between us and cupped my breasts, tugging and pinching my nipples, rolling them between his thumb and index fingers.
I felt my nipples harden and a wave rippled through my abdomen, bringing a rush of fluid between my legs. I grabbed his trousers and pulled him closer to me. I looked up at him. He was still trying to stay in control. I cupped his bulge with one hand and he winced. As I rubbed his bulge with the palm of my hand, his hips moved, pressing his bulge into my hand. When I unfastened his trousers, I let them fall to his knees and cupped him again through his underwear. As I fondled him, his erection hardened, and I found a wet spot near his tip.
He gasped my name. I pulled down his underwear and his shaft flew upward like it had been spring loaded. I laughed. The sound excited him, making his erection bounce against his abdomen. His shaft was the length of my palm, with the head standing over it like a little hat. He was thick, with veins running the length of him. I circled him with my hand, my fingers just barely touching each other. I panicked.
"Lao'k I don't think you'll fit."
"Your body will stretch to accommodate me."
"But you're so big."
"Don't focus on my size, Alei, focus on what we will do next. Stroke. Me. Love."
He said not to focus on his size, but as I stroked him, that was all I could think of. My hands repeated an up and down motion, just below the head, bouncing against his sac, his skin stretching and gathering. A little clear bead appeared on the tip. I dabbed my finger in it and spread it over the head in a circular motion. His muscles tensed, and he pulled down my pants and underwear in one swift movement and discarded my shoes. He stepped out of his trousers, discarded his underwear and shoes, and then carried me to the bed.
When he dropped me on the bed, my breasts heaved and bounced. He pulled me closer to the edge, spread my thighs and stepped up between my legs. I couldn't look at him. Tears poured from my eyes as I looked away. As much as I wanted him, all I could think of was how big he was and how much it would hurt. I had wanted us to enjoy this moment. I'd heard women bled on their first time because of their hymen breaking, but what if I bled more than that? What if he tore me?
You are resisting me.
He unfastened his shirt then, exposing his torso, then leaned his body over mine, his hands caging me beneath him. He kissed my cheek.
I will be gentle with you, love. I will not tear you. I will not let you experience pain, only ecstasy.
He kissed me slowly. Our tongues danced as we tasted each other. He put images of us in my mind again. He showed me how slowly he would let my body grow accustomed to his. As he kissed his way down to my breasts, he licked at the blood stains over my heart.
Never hurt yourself like this again, love. It breaks me.
I don't want my heart if I ever lose you again, Lao'k.
His mouth moved lower, then I felt his teeth scrape against my nipple. A wave of excitement rushed through my veins. My nipples were taut, hard peaks stabbing at the air. His mouth descended on the first, hot, wet, and suckling hungrily. A wave of want rippled through me, my hips moving in anticipation of him. I ran my hands through his hair, holding him to me.
He moved to my other breast, giving it the same attention. My need for him was unbearable. I clutched his hair as a soft moan escaped me. He ran his fingers along my scar as his lips took mine again. My breath was coming in short gasps, but so was his. I felt his fingers trace up and down my scar, then he stroked my entrance. My muscles clenched, I gasped, and another ripple brought more fluid.
"You are ready for me."
He pushed his tip against my entrance, and I held my breath. He didn't move, just left his tip touching me.
"Relax love."
He fed me more images as we kissed. I could feel his hand against my thigh; he was guiding his erection to me. He pushed forward a little, the head of his erection completely in me. I felt my body tense again, then throbbing and pulling at his. He pushed forward deeper. My pulse raced faster. I could feel him stretching me.
"Your body is hot love. I can feel you gripping me. See how I feel, Alei."
I looked into his mind. He was almost broken, his control hanging on by a thread. He pushed forward again, and I felt his ecstasy, his need to hurry, to bury himself in me. He kept up his slow invasion of my body. I had barely noticed he was all in. My arms were around his neck holding him to me. When I felt him retreating, I dug my nails into his shoulders squeezing him.
"No!"
He laughed, and I felt it in my abdomen.
"I am working a rhythm for us to enjoy love."
His rhythm was slow and tantalizing, retreating and plunging. I moved my hips with him to work up the pace but he pinned me to the bed with his hands. His movements gave me a bliss that seemed to keep growing. I don't know why, but I started crying as I whispered his name.
"I need you, my love!"
He smiled and slowly increased the pace. There was a pressure, a tension, building between us. My body felt hot, my pulse thundered louder in my ears, I gasped for air, and lost awareness of everything around us. All I could feel was him pulling back and surging forward. The way his body slammed against mine, the way my breasts shook at his rhythm, it was ecstasy.
I wrapped my legs around him, holding him to me. He let go of my hips and I worked a rhythm in sync with his. His hands wrapped around me, holding my body against his. I circled his neck and held on to him tightly. He slammed into me hard and stayed. I felt it then, hot liquid fire pouring into me. His wings spread out and trembled as his body shook. I knew you'd look like a mating bird.
I could feel his shaft pulsing as he emptied in me. I was light-headed, dizzy, like I was falling from a great height. My forehead spasmed, and then there was a cool, bubbly feeling. In that moment, I felt complete.
We are joined love.
Joining was the first act of sex between a couple. Their minds meld, strengthening their bond beyond The Restriction and life. I would never be rid of him, even in death.
I do not think you wish to be rid of me.
I don't. I love you.
We kissed and he moved to pull out of me. I held him tighter.
"Don't pull out. I feel so complete right now."
"Mr. Klein is demanding I return you."
"I don't care, let him see us like this."
Alei
Please don't. Please.
"I will have you again tomorrow, love. Come, let us get cleaned up."
When he left me, I felt a gushing of fluid like my period. My fears from earlier came back to me. I jumped off the bed in a panic, thinking I was bleeding. I wasn't; it was his seed pouring out of me. He cupped me and let it run onto his hand. I looked up at him confused.
"It is normal."
"How do you know what is normal? We were both virgins until a few minutes ago."
"Indeed. But unlike you, I took an interest in mating and learned as much I could."
True, I never had an interest in sex before. I mean, sure, the idea crossed my mind several times over the years. I even browsed through porn vids, but they were either too aggressive or uninspiring. I never understood the craze of it. But like with all things involving Lao'k, I wanted more.
We will have more. He smiled at me.
I should mention, now that I wasn't preoccupied with having him, as we walked to his bathroom, I had a quick look around his rooms. It was really one big room, sectioned off by arched partitions with woven designs. You could stand anywhere and see someone across another part of the room. The bathroom was the only really enclosed part. Much more spacious than my bathroom on earth, then again, so were his rooms. Everything was built with enough room for them to stretch their wings.
Just as your ship is built to allow you to stretch your legs.
"But you rarely stretch your wings because of the pain. Doesn't this sadden you?"
"I have had 3000 years to be at peace with what I am Alei."
I touched his abs tracing some of the fine white lines, old scars, that marked his skin. I looked up to meet his eyes, but my eyes fell on three big long jagged scars running across his chest like a claw scratch. I traced the scars with my fingers tentatively. Whatever did this, had done it slowly and deliberately. I never saw...the memory for this...I tried to look for the memory, but he was blocking me.
"SHOW ME!"
The wound was self-inflicted. He had done it to himself when Mal'k found his fourth wife. No... he had found Mal'k's wife... and mistakenly thought her to be his companion... He and Mal'k had been staying in each other's minds in those days. Mal'k had read his wife's mind through Lao'k, but Lao'k thought it was his own ability. He approached her and she refused him. They had read her dislike for the flightless. Lao'k believed she refused him for this reason, that she was keeping her mind from him. He tried to force her to join with him before Mal'k stopped him. That was when people began to hail Mal'k as the founder reincarnated.
He was enraged, grieved, depressed, and filled with so much regret. He wandered the desert on the border of insanity, marking and cutting himself like his father had done to him as a child. He tried several times to apologise to her after he left the Canyon of Regrets, but Mal'k's wife still despises him to this day...She is Councilor Gor'n's clanswoman... I still don't know how he ended up at the canyon...
I cried for him as I searched his eyes for his feelings, but he just looked at me with that plain-faced stare of his, his mind a black void. I wrapped my arms around his waist and wept harder for him. He didn't move, just let me hold him as I cried. I kissed his chest along the scars as I cried. The tears wouldn't stop; every thought of him brought a fresh round of tears. My body shook, and I bawled.
"I am sorry, love."
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