My vision blurred with tears—more from horny frustration than anything. “Zig… I j-just need to get off.P-please…”
He gently licked at the bite mark, easing the sting while pumping soothing energy through our bond. “And Iwantyou to get off… want to watch you come… but I’m going to need you to use your powers to do so.”
“But thosearemy powers!” I wailed. “What the hell else am I supposed to use? Theair?!”
Oh.
Sigh.
“That’s right, Micah,” he chuckled, lifting his head to smirk down at me. “I want you to use thebad bitchpowers you learned today to move the toy inside you.”
“But…” I searched his face, struggling in his hold more for the aesthetics at this point than anything. “But what if Ican’t?”
Becausethatwas what was bothering me the most, and I suspected Ziggy knew it. I wasn’t confident what I’d done todaycouldbe accomplished again—at least, not without his help.
Heishelping you, Micah.
As if knowing I needed that extra push, Ziggy dipped his head, tenderly brushing his lips over mine again. “I know you can do it. C’mon, babygirl. Fuck yourself for your Space Daddy.”
Fuuuuck…
That was all the encouragement I needed. With a slutty little moan, I gathered enough air particles topushthe dildo inside me beforepullingit out again—over and over, faster and deeper, in and out, using my powers to guide the textured tentacle over my prostate as it stretched me full.
Almost there.
Ziggy thrusted against my thigh—almost as if he couldn’t help himself from seeking release along with me—and the glorious sight of him unraveling booted me over the edge. Clenching around the toy, I arched backwards, shooting a bucketload of cum over both of us, with my stellar collision’s name on my lips.
“Good… boy…” he groaned, adding to the mess with a final thrust and a slutty little moan of his own.
Hot.
We both panted as we came down, and although Iwas gratefulZig had figured out a way for me to get out of my head, I was still a little salty about his methods.
You don’t mess with another man’s orgasm.
“Oh, you liked that, huh?” I grinned like a villain, deciding to tease. “You liked watching me come while thinking about me knocking you up?”
Ziggy sharply inhaled and lifted his head, looking like an alien deer in the headlights.
Gotcha.
“I…” he trailed off before swallowing thickly. “Yes.”
His unexpected honesty instantly cleared my lingering annoyance. “Really? Is that…that’swhat you want?”
Ziggy dropped his gaze andblushed,making me feral. “It’s all I can think about…”
I deserved all the gold stars for not immediately flipping his ass over to kickstart the baby-making, but I could hear the hesitation in his tone.
Sothisis the thing he needed to work through on his own…
“Zig.” I cupped his handsome face with my hand and gently coaxed him into meeting my gaze. “It’s allI’vebeen thinking about too… But we don’t have to talk about it now, and we definitely don’t need to do anything until you’re ready. Okay?”
He offered me a shy smile and nodded, and I dissolved my tentacle toy before rolling onto my side so I could kiss his big, stupid face some more.
I could do this all day.
We might have done just that—lazily kissing and rubbing our cum-covered bodies against each other—but if there was anything I’d learned, it was that this space ship couldn’t catch a break.
