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“You like how my kiss makes you feel?” I ask, pausing to run my thumb over the place I sunk my teeth into.
She nods. “It makes everything intense. My orgasm felt like it wouldn’t end for a moment. Every touch feels like I’ll catch fire.”
I catch a bit of her hair and loop in around my fingers.
“I used to think that death was my mate in this life,” I say, bringing the red strands to my lips. “At one point, I even dreamed every night of the flames that take one’s body back to the spirit, back to ashes. Maybe I was only dreaming of you.”
Kaye slips her leg over my body with a soft smile.
“Maybe I was dreaming of you, too,” she says as she settles against my chest, nuzzling me so sweetly.
“Why? Did you dream of death and blood?”
“Before I left Earth, I was afraid it was the wrong decision— that I was only running from problems. But I started to have these dreams of space, just the feeling of flying past starlight, like when you’re looking out the window while traveling at hyperspeed. Streaks of silver. It was comforting.”
“You look like a man made of starlight to me,” she says, pressing her lips against the hollow of my throat.
“Then we’re made of the same stuff, my flame.” I guide her ass toward the tip of my cock, and she does the rest for me, sinking down onto it. She squeezes me tight in her warmth. Her eyes fall shut, every sign of lucid thought sliding away from her expression. I thrust up into her. Her hips move in response, gyrating over me with a need for me. We grind into eachother, seeking ever more depth, ever more closeness.
My fingers find her pearl, and as soon as I start working it she starts to whine with increasing pleasure. Everything about her makes me hate to even blink. When she bounces on me, her breasts move beautifully. As her face crinkles up, she looks so perfectly pained with need.
This meadow might be surrounded on all sides by colony farms, but it feels like our private wilds as we rut in the grasses, surrounded by stalks of weeds and flowers. They sway in the light breeze that ripples through on occasion. Kaye’s hair flutters, too, sometimes tickling my skin as we writhe and moan together.
“You’re doing so well,” I tell her as I circle her pearl slowly and slam into her hard. “I can tell you’re close, hm?”
She whines weakly.
“I can’t wait to feel you squeeze my cock,” I say, keeping a steady pace. Her head starts to loll backwards as groans of pleasure spill from her.
In the middle of a harsh upward stroke, I pause. I’m deep in her, and she chokes out a huff of dismay at the sudden break in rhythm.
“Look at me,” I tell her. She picks her head up, frowning. “You don’t want me to stop, do you?”
“No,” she says, wriggling on me.
“Then don’t look away,” I say, reaching out to pinch her nipple. “I told you I wanted to see your face, didn’t I?”
She nods her head quickly, saying, “I will. Please, Kalla. Please; I’m so close—“
“There’s a good mate.” I rut up into her, pleased by the way she won’t break eye contact now. Her obedient streak makes my cock throb. Determined, she digs her fingers into my chest and leans closer to me. Every stroke inside makes her cry out, louder and louder. Then her eyes roll up and she scratches me.
That’s what I wanted to see. Once the orgasm crests on her she stops moving and lets it pass through. Her body tenses as her sex pulses around me. I massage her thighs, petting her gently as she comes down from the high.
She clutches her stomach, a line appearing between her brows.
“Oh fuck, Kalla,” she sighs.
I lift her off me, panicking at her expression.
“Kaye?” I clasp her face between my palms. Her cheeks are bright pink, but she’s wincing. “Let’s stop, little flame. What’s wrong? Tell me.”
“You’re fucking humongous, that’s what’s wrong,” she says through gritted teeth. “I swear I felt amazing… until I didn’t—”
“I’m sorry,” I rasp, pulling her into my arms. “I’m so sorry; I was wrong not to heed your concerns—”
“Relax,” she says with a laugh, patting my chest. “If I’d thought we should stop, I’d have told you. Okay?”
I rock her in my tight grip. She kisses my skin where she’s wedged against my collarbone, amused by my reaction.
