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sensations that rocked him with each thrust and retreat he managed
almost solely by counting them in his mind.
He realized what that something was
when she stiffened, uttering a long, drawn out moan near his ear
and he felt the walls of her sex close around him like a vice. She
was coming—for him. Triumph surged through him—briefly. She gasped
again as the walls of her sex fluttered and gripped him tightly
once more. The milking motion of her muscles broke his last thread
of control. The muscles in his belly heaved mightily, forcing hot
seed through the microscopic channel like a jet stream and knocking
the breath from him. He grunted at the force of it, trying to brace
himself for the next contraction. It hit him before he could,
hammering at him so relentlessly that all he could do was try to
hang on and keep from blacking out at the rapturous waves that
flowed through him each time the hard contractions
eased.
He was panting hoarsely from trying to
catch his breath when the spasms finally stopped and he could drag
in a decent breath of air. His legs felt like rubber. He braced his
pelvis against the counter to ease some of the strain of holding
himself up and settled his head heavily on her shoulder. “Baby,
that felt so good,” he muttered a little drunkenly, wishing he felt
up to more of the same.
She shivered. It took an effort to
lift his head, but he felt the sudden need to look at her, to make
sure he’d pleasured her, to make sure they were alright. Her
flushed cheeks and slumberous eyes reassured him … on one count
anyway. “You ok, baby?” he murmured, his voice husky with the
strain of speech when he was still so weak he felt like he was in
danger of falling out. “I made it good for you?”
She lifted her eyelids and stared back
at him, nodding a little shyly, but he saw her eyes were troubled.
She barely met his gaze before she looked away again. He searched
his mind a little frantically, but all he could come up with was
the fact that he’d been focused on convincing her that sex wasn’t
all he was after.
Good thing he’d thought to fuck her
senseless to convince her!
“ I need to get cleaned
up,” she murmured after a moment, clearly embarrassed.
Fuck, he thought with sudden
vehemence, glancing down between them! Dismissing the odd sense of
satisfaction it gave him to see he’d pumped her so full of his seed
that she was overflowing, he caught her face in the crook of his
hand and made her look at him. “What’s going through your head?” he
demanded when he gave up trying to figure it out.
“ Nothing!” she said
quickly. Too quickly. With a woman—an Earth woman, anyway, and
Earth women were actually the only women he was intimately familiar with—that meant
‘everything’.
It clicked in his mind abruptly. He
hadn’t used a condom, again, and she was disturbed by it. Well, it
sure as fuck wasn’t going to reassure her to point out that they’d
already done it without one and there wasn’t much point in worrying
about it now! “Do you think I’d hurt you?” he demanded, abruptly
angry.
She sent him a startled look,
searching his eyes. “No.”
Relief flickered through
him that she sounded convinced. “Just because I don’t want nothing
between you and me but skin doesn’t mean I’m too stupid to consider
the consequences or give a shit, baby! I wouldn’t have touched you
at all if I hadn’t known, positively, that I was safe—not
even with a
condom.”
Quite aside from the fact
that he couldn’t fucking mate if he was wearing something to prevent conception, Jod damn it!
Now clearly wasn’t the time to try to convince her of that ,
however!
She studied him solemnly for a moment
and finally smiled tentatively.
A heady sense of triumph flooded him.
He’d made it over another hurtle! He grinned at her. Leaning down,
he gave her a smacking kiss on the lips and then helped her down
from the counter. “I gotta take care of the future mother of
sensations that rocked him with each thrust and retreat he managed
almost solely by counting them in his mind.
He realized what that something was
when she stiffened, uttering a long, drawn out moan near his ear
and he felt the walls of her sex close around him like a vice. She
was coming—for him. Triumph surged through him—briefly. She gasped
again as the walls of her sex fluttered and gripped him tightly
once more. The milking motion of her muscles broke his last thread
of control. The muscles in his belly heaved mightily, forcing hot
seed through the microscopic channel like a jet stream and knocking
the breath from him. He grunted at the force of it, trying to brace
himself for the next contraction. It hit him before he could,
hammering at him so relentlessly that all he could do was try to
hang on and keep from blacking out at the rapturous waves that
flowed through him each time the hard contractions
eased.
He was panting hoarsely from trying to
catch his breath when the spasms finally stopped and he could drag
in a decent breath of air. His legs felt like rubber. He braced his
pelvis against the counter to ease some of the strain of holding
himself up and settled his head heavily on her shoulder. “Baby,
that felt so good,” he muttered a little drunkenly, wishing he felt
up to more of the same.
She shivered. It took an effort to
lift his head, but he felt the sudden need to look at her, to make
sure he’d pleasured her, to make sure they were alright. Her
flushed cheeks and slumberous eyes reassured him … on one count
anyway. “You ok, baby?” he murmured, his voice husky with the
strain of speech when he was still so weak he felt like he was in
danger of falling out. “I made it good for you?”
She lifted her eyelids and stared back
at him, nodding a little shyly, but he saw her eyes were troubled.
She barely met his gaze before she looked away again. He searched
his mind a little frantically, but all he could come up with was
the fact that he’d been focused on convincing her that sex wasn’t
all he was after.
Good thing he’d thought to fuck her
senseless to convince her!
“ I need to get cleaned
up,” she murmured after a moment, clearly embarrassed.
Fuck, he thought with sudden
vehemence, glancing down between them! Dismissing the odd sense of
satisfaction it gave him to see he’d pumped her so full of his seed
that she was overflowing, he caught her face in the crook of his
hand and made her look at him. “What’s going through your head?” he
demanded when he gave up trying to figure it out.
“ Nothing!” she said
quickly. Too quickly. With a woman—an Earth woman, anyway, and
Earth women were actually the only women he was intimately familiar with—that meant
‘everything’.
It clicked in his mind abruptly. He
hadn’t used a condom, again, and she was disturbed by it. Well, it
sure as fuck wasn’t going to reassure her to point out that they’d
already done it without one and there wasn’t much point in worrying
about it now! “Do you think I’d hurt you?” he demanded, abruptly
angry.
She sent him a startled look,
searching his eyes. “No.”
Relief flickered through
him that she sounded convinced. “Just because I don’t want nothing
between you and me but skin doesn’t mean I’m too stupid to consider
the consequences or give a shit, baby! I wouldn’t have touched you
at all if I hadn’t known, positively, that I was safe—not
even with a
condom.”
Quite aside from the fact
that he couldn’t fucking mate if he was wearing something to prevent conception, Jod damn it!
Now clearly wasn’t the time to try to convince her of that ,
however!
She studied him solemnly for a moment
and finally smiled tentatively.
A heady sense of triumph flooded him.
He’d made it over another hurtle! He grinned at her. Leaning down,
he gave her a smacking kiss on the lips and then helped her down
from the counter. “I gotta take care of the future mother of
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