Devotion (Chosen by the Karal #5)(2)
It was all they had ever talked about, how she would one day win the lottery and have him as her prize. She pushed those thoughts away, not wanting to spoil the moment. And what a moment it was. Okil unbuttoned her shirt, and then removed her regulation grey pants. In this plain, colourless world, he always made her feel beautiful.
As he moved, she ran her hands over his muscles, feeling the bulge of his biceps and the taut skin that covered his chest. Her eyes fixed on the ribbons of colours that appeared where her fingertips touched his flesh. She kissed his skin, creating fire, red-flaming, tingling against her lips. She stopped briefly when he asked her to ease herself out of her panties. When she was standing naked, she returned to making his colours uncontrollable by licking his nipples, feeling his sharp intake of breath as the sensations flashed through his body.
He groaned, kissing her breasts in response, sucking her nipples until she felt the same as he did, aroused beyond measure. In unison they moved, turning their bodies so that they lay head to toe, bodies facing each other. He lifted her knee, supporting it, giving himself access to his prize. She closed her eyes as he kissed her clit very lightly, and for a moment she let all her senses focus on what he was doing to her. A finger slipped inside her sex, and she heard wet, slick noises as he moved it in and out. Then he slid another one inside, stretching her, his finger curled to graze her inner walls.
As if this wasn’t enough, he then covered her clit with his mouth, his tongue flicking out to torment the sensitive bud hidden there. Kissing, licking, and sucking, he brought her to the edge of her climax, and then he stopped, moving to kiss her thighs. She woke from her dream, her clit demanding, throbbing to be stimulated, but this was the game he played. Okil liked to prolong her pleasure until she was begging him for release. But she could play that game too.
Moving her head forward, she bent to take his cock in her mouth. Resisting the urge to gag when she took him so far in, the large head of his cock banged the back of her throat, but she had done this so many times before, she knew just how much of him she could accommodate. After adjusting to him, she sucked, her tongue rolling over the head, making his thighs tense.
Spurred on, he moved his mouth to her clit, flicking his tongue over it before licking the full length of her slit. She sucked harder, trying to concentrate on her own rhythm while he placed his mouth over her sex and plunged his tongue inside her. In and out, sucking and licking, until she could barely keep herself together, her voice rising to a cry, like a wailing child. And then he stopped.
With her breathing ragged, she kept her mouth around his cock, running her tongue along the ridges, over the head, and then sucking him hard. Tikki used one hand to cup his balls and fondled them, making him twitch and moan in pleasure. The other hand she ran over his butt, her fingertip circling his sensitive hole. She had learned how her alien liked to be stimulated there, and with just the right amount of pressure, she knew he wouldn’t be able to hang on.
Okil returned to pleasuring her clit, his fingers inside her sex, and this time he skilfully took her to the point of no return. She cried out, his fingers rough as they plunged in and out of her, his mouth a machine. Licking, sucking, his teeth grazing her clit until she exploded. Her mouth was insistent; he would come too.
His seed spurted into her mouth and she sucked harder, swallowing it down, her intention to milk him dry. Okil cried out, calling her name, telling her how he loved her. Tikki loved his passion, and she wanted to be with him like this forever, for him to make love to her and to show her his planet. For them to make love under the two suns of Karal and to lie in the fields of green grass, or under huge trees with branches stretching out to shade them.
All of these things they had talked about. And as they finally released each other, both utterly spent, she knew it was the time to tell him she would never be able to go with him. That their dreams were shattered. However, when he pulled her close, her courage failed her, and she selfishly allowed herself a few more minutes of living in that dream with him.
“I don’t think I will ever taste anything as sweet as you, Tikki,” Okil said, turning his body so that he lay next to her, his arms circling her protectively.
She didn’t know what to say. Normally she would ask him about his world and tease him that his food, his fruits, must taste better than anything from Earth. But right now her heart was no longer in it. A thing Okil noticed instantly. He was so attuned to her moods, and her body.
Tikki calmed herself, steeling herself for what she had to say; she had to be honest with him. This was the time to tell him her news.
“Do you want some simcoff?” she asked, knowing she certainly did. It tasted disgusting, but she needed the caffeine buzz to give her the strength to tell him she could not go to Karal. Ever.
He pulled her close and kissed her. “It can wait. I would like to stay here in bed with you for a little longer. I have a meeting with the President and can’t stay long, but I have enough time to fool around some more.”
She pulled out of his arms, hating herself already for the news she had to tell him. “I could do with a cup.” She pulled on her robe. It was blue, with flowers on it. Okil had given it her as a gift on her birthday, the day she became old enough to enter the lottery. It had always been her dream to go to Karal. So much so, that she had naively entered her sister’s name into the lottery six months ago, in the hope that she would be able to go instead.
Elissa had won the prize, but instead of Tikki taking her place, Elissa had no choice but to go herself. Tikki had overlooked the fact that all humans were tagged with a kind of DNA marker. On their arrival on Earth, the Karalians had updated the system, which had fallen into disuse, so that no one could trick them. Luckily, Tikki had been spared the guilt of making her sister unhappy. Elissa had fallen in love with the Karalian she had to marry and was now pregnant with the first of the new generation of aliens.