Tempted by Celestial Bodies

Chapter 7

chapter seven

My breath caught in my throat at the beauty of it. Purple, magenta, navy, and teal dust particles and gases swirled around us and beyond as far as I could see, all co-existing on a backdrop of pitch black dotted by pinprick stars. Snaps of electricity lit up sections in waves. This was more beautiful than anything I could have ever imagined on my own.

We floated together, weightless. My grip tightened around Khor Drath’s neck, holding him close to squish my cheek against his shoulder as I took it all in. Silence pressed in from all directions. Back at the hot spring, it had been quiet because we were the only people around, but the soothing wind and gurgling water, the rustle of leaves and the buzz of insects, had all composed the ambient soundtrack.

Here, in the black of space, there was nothing, the silence haunting and absolute. Not even the pulsing electricity made a sound.

I should be freezing. Space was a killer—colder than ice with no air. But here, warmth surrounded me, my breaths able to flow freely, my skin as comfortable as it had been in the steam of the hot spring. I lifted my head and looked up at Khor Drath, wanting to know why we were here.

This is where my people are birthed, he said in my mind, pushing all other thoughts from my head, his voice as deep and transformative as it was in his lab. Somewhere humans can never go.

I straightened a little, trying to process what he said. Birthed? “You can breathe in space?” My question was silent, the sound disappearing as air passed my lips.

How was it possible to be birthed in space? I scanned my surroundings with care, trying to figure out if I was in a nebula, or something completely different.

If my kind don’t encounter their mate within the nebulae, we quest across the stars until we find them.

Movement caught my eye, the colors rippling a fair distance away. I squinted. What is that? Two undulating forms materialized the longer I stared, people, aliens like Khor Drath. They were trapped in a sensuous embrace, rocking together in erotic motion. My lungs tightened. The silver-white of their eyes blended in with the background beyond, their coloring making it almost impossible to see their forms.

Khor Drath moved around me in a fluid way I couldn’t comprehend, fingers skimming my skin, creating shivers.

I will make you forget every unworthy partner who has come before me.

His large hand took possession of my left breast, while the other slid between my legs.

I will protect and cherish you as only one of my people can. Provide for you in any way you can conceive.

The heat of his body pulsed through my spine from shoulder to ass as he dipped his fingers back inside me. A moan wanted to escape me but was smothered by the void. I widened my legs and he delved deeper, stroking, pleasing, drawing whimpers that made no sound.

Not only do I want to take you here in your pleasure center, but in your mind as well. I need to entwine our souls and learn your secrets, your desires, your needs.

Sensuous tendrils of sentience caressed my mind, alerting me to his presence deeper than what his voice touched. For a second, I tensed, but then relaxed into the sensation, giving him permission to explore me fully.

That’s it. His voice inside my head took possession of me as wholly as his fingers. I thrust my hips, gyrating. Take it all. His digits scissored inside of me, intensifying the stretch, while his cock pressed insistently between my upper thighs. So good for me.

The force of his mind in mine wasn’t an invasion, but another way to make love to a part of me, eliciting a silent gasp from my lips as he discovered the inner secrets of my soul and shared every facet of his. How he’d acquired a fortune over several lifetimes waiting for me. How he longed to give me the world, the universe. How once he took a mate, his lifespan would align and he would no longer be an eternal creature with no purpose. How he’d prayed to all the gods and goddesses who would listen that each new day would be the one when he found the person meant for him.

Then his mind wrapped around my past, seeing the goals I’d envisioned then abandoned, how I’d never wanted to stop traveling, but my money ran out, forcing me to make a life for myself in the city. How I’d met Jordan through friends, and for a time how things had seemed perfect.

Khor Drath’s mind stroked each of these thoughts, comforting, soothing, and my blooming bitterness gave way to contentment. The sensation felt tangible, even though I knew it couldn’t be. We existed in a dream. I couldn’t really be here in this nebula surviving in only my skin, but my mind didn’t want to accept that.

And the more he touched me, the more needy noises wanted to escape my lips, but were snatched away before I could make them. My eyes remained fixed on the other couple as they twisted and churned around one another, their erotic display adding to the heat building inside me.

The longer I stared, the more couples manifested, trios and larger groups too, all of them ensnared in sensual embraces, taking and receiving pleasure. Space orgy . They were much like humans, but oh, so different. My eyes skimmed over breasts, and cocks, and cords, and pussies, and fingers.

Every touch from Khor Drath stoked my fire. I didn’t know where to look, and couldn’t contain my fevered emotions. A flick of his finger over my nipple shot charged heat directly to my clit. I gasped, then pulled his fingers from my breast to suck on them. The taste of his electric skin coated my tongue.

Need you. Need you. Need you. I chanted the words inside my head in time with pulls of my mouth, hoping beyond hope he understood what I wanted.

He spread me wider, his cock nudging my entrance. Yes. Yes. Yes. I needed him inside me so bad—to the point if it didn’t happen, I’d die of unfulfillment.

Can’t have that. Lust and humor tinged his tone. His cock probed, then pulled away. He did it again, and had me panting, his fingers circling my clit over and over.

Don’t tease. I bit down on his fingers then soothed the area with my tongue. Want you inside me.

Finally, he thrust upward. Stars went supernova behind my eyelids. The first two inches of him was the best thing I’d ever experienced. Floating like this, I had nothing to brace against, but did my best to push back and take him. Our movements propelled us in a different direction, the nebula’s colors spinning. Each new inch of him made me moan and sweat, eager to take more, though it felt like I’d already been stretched to the max. His hand moved from my mouth to my stomach and he held me close, bracing our masses together.

That’s it. Take me. So tight. So perfect for me, my mate.

The endearment pinged around in my head, refusing to settle, but meaning everything. Reaching behind me, I gripped one of his cords, my other hand digging into the meat of his thigh. A soundless groan vibrated through his body as he bottomed out, the stretch unreal.

Fuck, yeah. I knew he would split me apart. And it hurt so good. I’d never been stuffed so full in my life.

He began to move, small thrusts at first, then became insistent with powerful jerks of his hips in and out. Yeeesss. I loved it. Couldn’t get enough. Wanted more. Never experienced anything like it. The fingers of his one hand moved to my clit, while the other pinched my nipple. We created as carnal a display as any of the pairings and groups around us.

Our tempo increased and so did my breaths. With each slide of his cock inside me, my pleasure climbed higher, his thickness hitting just the right spot over and over again. His lips, then teeth, skimmed my neck, my shoulder, and I turned my head to capture his mouth.

The silver-white of his eyes shone down on me as our tongues tangled and stroked. My emotions swelled, a poignant, pinching sensation growing within my breast. This felt so right. So perfect.

His movements turned frantic, feral, undisciplined. His hunger fed my own passion. The two of us were trapped in a cyclone without escape, the intensity increasing. I didn’t want to escape the chaos, not at all, and dug my fingernails into the skin of his cord and thigh.

Another soundless groan vibrated through my spine. His hot cum exploded inside of me, setting off my own orgasm. I left my body then, my cells turning into specks of dust in the nebula, soaked in pleasure, the inside of my head buzzing. I floated away in a million little fragments.

Thick arms wrapped around me tight, holding me close as I returned to myself. I opened my eyes to see a different view of the nebula. Pink, mauve, and red beings undulated to a silent beat, mesmerizing in a fundamental way. Every time I see a nebula from this day forward, I will wonder if beings are having orgies in them.

Khor Drath moved behind me, and I gripped his thigh tighter to keep him still. I didn’t want to separate from him, didn’t want to lose this weightless joy we’d attained with one another. His lips pressed against my hair, my neck, my shoulder. I turned my head and he kissed me, the touch filled with emotion and longing. We drifted, fused together, for what seemed like hours.

I jolted from our peaceful state when he began to pull out. The slow slide of his cock out of my channel sent aftershocks of pleasure through my nerve endings. My gasp disappeared before it passed my lips. He turned me in his arms, and I wrapped my body around his to hold him tight. I buried my face in his throat, inhaling the electric spice of his skin.

A sadness overtook my mind. I could never visit this place, be with this man like this, in real life. I wish we could stay here forever. Why did it have to be a dream?

The thought woke me, and I gasped, my eyes flying open, to find myself lying on a black leather chair in the middle of the lab.