“Much.” She breathed against my skin, arms wrapping tight around my neck as she rubbed her breasts against my chest, moaning softly. “Charick, hurry.”
Willa didn’t need to elaborate further. The scent of her arousal bloomed around me, so intoxicating I staggered. I knew the concept of using sex to escape overwhelming feelings and emotional pain. I’d done it a few times myself in the past. From the studies I’d done on human sexuality, distraction sex ranked only slightly lower than make-up sex in my imagined hierarchy of pleasures.
I practically ran to my quarters.
We’d only spent a minute in my rooms upon arriving aboard ship, and our bags—full of mostly gifts from my mother—still lingered by the door.
I sat Willa on her feet, turning to make sure the lock engaged. When my gaze returned to her, she’d already slipped out of the pale green silk pants. Her small deft fingers unbuttoned her tunic, moving slowly as though the action itself gave her immeasurable pleasure. Watching her strip certainly gave me pleasure. When she stood before me, completely naked, my body surged like an untried youth. I supposed it always would when it came to Willa, a reaction I’d gladly suffer for the rest of my days.
“Sit down on the bed, Charick.” My mate’s gaze went toward where my cock strained against my britches, and she licked her lips slowly.
I did as she bade, completely unable to deny her and bouncing slightly as my weight hit the mattress. Willa walked toward me, lecherous intent swimming in her deep blue eyes. Her overt arousal made my skin prickle, like tiny needles inscribing my skin with lustful symbols.
I noticed her tremble as she knelt between my legs, her hands moving toward the fastening of my trousers. With a quick flick of her fingers, she released my throbbing erection from its confines, and I couldn’t help but moan in anticipation. A moan that turned into a hiss as her hand wrapped around me, fingers firm yet soft. The sensation of her touch caused my cock to swell even further, a pulse of desire coursing through my body.
Willa traced her fingertips over my skin, her dark blue eyes flickered teasingly before a low rumble of pleasure escaped her throat. The sound was like a purr, tickling along my skin and sending shivers down my spine.
With her eyes locked onto mine, she lowered her head and traced delicate circles on the tip of my hardened cock with her tongue. My whole body jolted in response, a surge of desire coursing through me. With her head lowered, she engulfed me in one smooth movement. The hot, wet sensation of her mouth wasalmost overwhelming as I struggled to keep my eyes open and focused on her. My body quivered with pleasure, and I let out a low moan.
“Fuck, Willa!”
Her lips closed around me, and a surge of pleasure shot through my body. The feeling of her sucking and pulling was almost too much to handle. I’d read about this in my Earth studies. I’d even experienced it a few times at the hands of a Natavian pleasurer, but feeling Willa’s soft lips surround me… never had I felt such bliss.
As I thrust into her mouth, my hands tangled in her hair as she struggled to take more of me, her tongue swirling and flicking along my length. She pulled back with a wet pop, then dove back down, taking me deeper each time. Watching her fuck me with her mouth ranked as the single most erotic moment of my life.
But then she did something unexpected, slipping a hand between her own legs and letting out a low moan that vibrated along my length, sending shivers of pleasure through my body. I watched intently as Willa’s hand caressed her cunt, feeling a mix of desire and envy. While the pleasure of being in her mouth was indescribable, deep down, I longed to be the one bringing her pleasure. A desire I did not have the strength to resist.
“Stop my heart.”
Willa pulled her mouth from my length, frowning at me. “You don’t like it?”
“I like it too fucking much,” I grunted, wrapping my arm around her waist and hoisting her onto the mattress, rolling so my body hovered over hers.
Willa issued a saucy little smile, spreading her legs eagerly, inviting me closer. My fingers traced down her thigh as I whispered, “I need to be inside you right now.”
She moaned and arched her back, a clear indication of how much she wanted me too. I leaned in, feeling the softness of her lips against mine as I slid my hand down to find the tight warmth between her thighs. Goddess, she was so wet, so hot, so ready.
As I entered her, a gasp escaped her lips, and her body arched towards mine, thighs wrapping around my hips. Her slick walls pulsed and contracted around me, sending waves of heat and pleasure through my body.
I lowered my head, pressing my lips against her soft skin, gently grazing them over the delicate peaks of her breasts. She let out a series of desperate moans, arching her back and running her fingers through my hair, urging me to continue.
“Charick!” She gasped out, her tone aching with need.
As I lifted my gaze, her flushed cheeks and glassy eyes came into view. The pleasure and need she felt were evident as she gripped me tighter, her body trembling.
“Come for me, my heart.”
I gripped her hips, my fingers digging into the soft flesh as I thrust harder and deeper. Her cries echoed through the room, her body trembling and writhing in response.
My lips crashed against hers. I tasted a hint of mint on her breath and felt her soft sighs brush against my mouth. Each kiss was a delicate dance between our tongues, leading us deeper into each other’s embrace. My hands roamed over her skin, memorizing every curve as the pace of my thrusts slowed. This wasn’t just a physical distraction any longer. This thing between us was an intimate connection of two people completely consumed by each other. A pure and beautiful expression of our feelings.
Her whole body shook uncontrollably as she let out a guttural moan, signaling her climax. I followed soon after,collapsing, careful to keep my weight balanced so as not to crush her beneath me.
My lips pressed against her neck, tasting the sweat and salt on her heated skin. She shuddered, and I felt her muscles contracting around me as I remained buried deep inside her. Our hearts hammered in sync, and our breathing slowed as we relaxed against each other. Her hands tangled in my hair, pulling me closer. She held me tight, as if fearing I might somehow slip away.
As if I would ever leave her.
We lay together, entangled like vines, our bodies intertwined. The scent of sweat and lust still lingered in the air, and our skin glowed under the touch of starlight filtering through the port window. Willa rested her head on my chest. Her delicate fingertips traced lazy circles across my stomach, and the rise and fall of her breath against my skin was a comforting rhythm that lulled me into a state of pure contentment.
