Tempted by Celestial Bodies

Chapter 6

chapter six

thalan

Ariel stared at my cocks in the mirror, her mouth agape and eyes wide. Her astonishment more than made up for the orgasms I had provided.

She had offered her mouth, so that was what I would take first. And then I would take her pussy and her ass, first with one cock, and then the other. And then both, if she could take me fully.

There was indeed the matter of our different heights. She could not reach my cocks with her mouth if she kneeled, and standing she would have to bend over awkwardly. The best solution, I decided, was to pleasure each other at the same time.

But before that, she must see my cocks fully, and taste them.

I placed her on the floor facing me and released her. She stared openly at my cocks, at their red flesh with the black stripes that matched those than ran across my arms, legs, and sides.

I removed my boots, pants, coat, and shirt with the speed and efficiency of a trained soldier. She roused herself enough to unfasten and kick off her boots and I could finally see every square centimeter of her beautiful body.

I stacked all my weapons on the counter next to my empty plates. Her gaze never left my cocks, and she licked her lips several times. Hungry for me , I thought. I will fill you—do not worry.

Now naked, I took my cocks in my hands and stroked them for her, one above the other, to show that while much larger than a human male’s, their function and sources of pleasure were the same.

She raised her gaze to meet mine, a playful smile at the corner of her mouth again like when I had roared and demanded to be freed. “I must be dreaming,” she said, and pinched her arm.

“What purpose does that serve?” I frowned. “Do you enjoy pain?”

“Sometimes.” Her chuckle sounded a little strangled. “I have a feeling I’m going to find out how much I can take.” She reached for my cocks with both hands, stroking hesitantly at first. Her hand, so much smaller than mine, could not come close to wrapping around one cock by itself.

Instead, she tilted her head, as if thinking, and then took my upper cock in both hands to stroke gently as she leaned down. With her tiny, soft, pink tongue, she licked around my cock head and then several times over its opening, where precum already dripped in earnest.

Gods. Gods . I let out a growl of pleasure.

She raised her head. “No? Not right?”

I took her head in my hand and urged her to bend again. “More.”

“More please ,” she muttered, but she let me push her head back toward my upper cock.

Facing the mirror, I watched her from above and in the mirror’s reflection as she explored my cocks with her hands and mouth. Since my upper cock was easier for her to reach, she took it in her mouth first, carefully, almost experimentally, likely to see how much would fit and how it might taste.

When her lips closed around my cock and she sucked, her tongue sliding against my cock head, I threw my head back and growled. She stunned me by immediately releasing me from her mouth. “Eyes open,” she said sharply, and pointed to the mirror. “I watched you. Now you watch me .”

I could not argue. Not with her hands on my cock and a thin rope of saliva running from her mouth to its swollen, sensitive head. Not when the sound of her commanding me made my cocks throb.

She stared at the cock in her hands. “It moves!”

“It does move.” I undulated it, as well as my lower cock, and her mouth fell open again.

“This is the best bet I’ve ever lost,” she said, and took my cock back into her mouth. I held her head with my hand on its crown, content to let her move as she chose, for now.

She could take less than a third of its length into her mouth at once, but she took more than I had expected by slipping its head into her throat. Then she pulled back, sliding her hands through her own saliva and spitting on my cock to provide lubrication for her steady, very pleasurable strokes.

Growling, I watched us in the mirrored wall and stroked my lower cock as she sucked me off. Her ass stuck out when she bent over, and I wanted to touch it, to lick it, to slip my fingers and then my cock inside her tight hole and bring her to climax that way as well. But first I had to taste her.

In one swift movement, I picked her up, spun her upside down, and held her so that her mouth could return to my upper cock while her pussy pressed to my lips. She would not be able to stay in this position for long, so I intended to make the most of what little time we had.

I slid my tongue into her wet folds and she screamed, “Oh, gods, Thalan!” It was part plea and part ecstasy. She trapped my head between her legs with her thighs on my shoulders and wrapped her arms around my waist to keep herself in place, though I held her weight without straining myself.

I parted her pink lips with my tongue, closed my mouth on her pearl, and sucked. Her scream this time was pure need, and a moment later she rewarded me with her mouth and hands again on my upper cock, stroking and sucking and drawing out growls from me that rolled from my feet to my lips and tongue. My growls vibrated against her pearl, making her squeeze my head between her legs and cry out. Her cries were muffled by my cock.

When she stroked my lower cock with one hand while still sucking and stroking my upper member, stars flew across my vision, and I roared into her pussy’s wet heat.

Gods above, this woman , I thought. If I did not bury my cocks in her right now, I would lose my gods-damned mind.

With one last, long, lingering lick, I waited until her mouth had freed my cock before turning her upright. Her face was flushed and she gasped for air from sucking my cock and staying upside down for so long. As she caught her breath, I held her against my chest by her waist and thigh, her pussy poised just above my upper cock.

She grabbed me by my neck, pulled my head down to hers, and kissed me.

Atolani do not touch mouths as humans do, but I understood this was an intimacy, perhaps even more so than her mouth on my cock. I did not yet know what she meant by this kiss, or if it meant anything at all, but I chose to interpret it as her answer to my unspoken question.

I lowered her onto my slick upper cock and pushed its head inside.