Rebel Mate Page 3

  She smiled seductively and strolled toward him. She ran her hands along his shoulders and he gritted his teeth as her touch jolted his need toward the breaking point.

  “Are you my match?” she asked.

  “Yes, I am your tanash’ae.” He tried to keep his voice even, but it came out a little hoarse.

  She stroked her hand down his chest, her lovely blue eyes glittering. He clamped his hand over hers, stilling it.

  “Ever since I first sensed your presence, I have hungered for you. As we got closer to your world, the hunger became a desperate craving. Do not toy with me, if you don’t intend to follow through. I may not be able to hold myself back.”

  “Honey, I don’t want you to hold back.”

  He stood frozen. Had he heard her correctly? Was it possible he didn’t understand the nuance of her language well enough, because surely she couldn’t be as willing as she seemed. He’d studied Earth and her culture and he and his shipmates understood that it would take some time and patience before these women, with their different sexual mores, would be ready to consummate their soul-mate relationship.

  He tensed as she released his top button. She leaned forward and her lips grazed the base of his neck. His head began to spin as her fingers stroked down his chest, then released the next button. A shudder of pure, unadulterated lust coursed through him.

  Gattra, he couldn’t handle much more of this.

  His hands closed around her shoulders, her soft skin tempting him beyond reason. She slid her hand down to his waist, then released the top button of his pants.

  His carefully maintained restraint abandoned him in a flash and he grabbed the sides of her evening gown and tore it open. His gaze fell on her as she stood before him in a red lace bra that only covered the bottoms of her breasts, leaving her nipples totally exposed. Round, pebbled areolas with rigid nipples standing hard and ready.

  “Gattra,” he exclaimed.

  Now we’re getting somewhere. Crystal smiled, watching his green eyes turn a deep moss as his gaze swept over her.

  She grabbed his shirt and tore it open, then stared at his impressively broad chest. Her gaze wandered back to his face, with his full, sexy lips and glimmering dark green eyes. God, what a sexy man. Especially the way he gazed at her, as if she were the sexiest woman alive.

  Longing to feel his body against hers, she stepped forward and pressed herself to his chest, sighing at the delicious sensation of his hard muscled flesh against her pebbling nipples. She nibbled his collarbone. He cupped her breast and his fingers found her rigid nipple. His scorching touch took her breath away. He cupped her cheek with his free hand and lifted her face, then captured her lips. His tongue plunged into her mouth and she felt faint at the searing intensity. Her tongue tangled around his and she sucked it, unable to get enough of him.

  Oh, God, she needed him. Her insides ached with desperate longing. He released her lips and she glided down his chin, then nuzzled his neck. Her hands fumbled for his zipper and she dragged it down and unfastened the button.

  “Mmm. Baby,” she murmured in his ear. “Let me see what you’ve got for me.”

  She almost gasped as her fingers found the hard, hot flesh stretched over an impressively thick shaft. She drew it from the fabric and stared with wide eyes. God, it was impressive. It had to be ten inches long and she could barely get her fingers around it.

  She licked her lips, then knelt in front of him.

  Terrien’s insides clenched as she lowered to her knees, the look of awe on her face inflating his male ego as much as his desire for her inflated his erection. When her lips touched his corona, he groaned. He had to stop himself from surging forward to impale her mouth with his aching cock.

  The tip of her tongue lapped over him and nudged against the small opening, then she opened wide and his cockhead slid into her warm, moist mouth. He sucked in a breath at the exquisite sensation. She swirled her tongue over him, then sucked gently. Heat blasted through him. Her hands wrapped around him and she stroked.

  Gattra, he couldn’t stand it. He grasped her shoulders and pulled her to her feet, then merged his lips with hers. He drove his tongue into her like he wanted to do with his cock. Deep into her hot moistness. He cupped her soft, round breast, reveling in the feel of her silky skin and the hard nipple spearing into his palm. Her warm hand glided up and down his shaft, escalating his need.

  Dahran, he had to have her.

  But he didn’t want to rush her.

  She drew back and smiled broadly, her blue eyes glittering with need. Seeing her body, practically naked in the tiny bra, skimpy panties and garter belt, made him swell more. Her hand tightened around his erection and she pumped enthusiastically.

  “I want you inside me right now,” Crystal murmured.

  He groaned, barely able to hold back. Slowly and steadily, he backed her to the wall and kissed her again, swirling his tongue inside her mouth. She leaned back and opened her legs, then guided his cock along the smooth skin of her taut stomach and across the silk of her panties. Somehow the fabric of the crotch parted and…

  Gattra. He felt her wet opening against his aching cockhead and he buried his face in her hair, groaning softly. Reeling in his intense desire to impale her with one deep thrust, he eased forward slowly, allowing his cockhead to push into her softness just a little. His head spun at the intensity of wild sensations bursting through him.

  “Oh, shove it in, baby,” she murmured against his ear. “I want to feel that beautiful hard cock of yours driving into me.”

  He almost lost it at her words, but somehow he clung to his resolve and eased forward only a little more into the heavenly warmth of her body.

  She wrapped her hands around his buttocks and tried to pull him into her, but with a strength of will he didn’t know he possessed, he continued easing into her slowly, filling her a little at a time, her moist flesh stretching around his hard, aching cock.

  She sucked in a breath as he filled her deeper and deeper. Her lips played along the side of his neck and the soft sounds she murmured encouraged him.

  Chapter 5

  Crystal couldn’t believe how big and hard he was inside her, stretching her delightfully. He continued to fill her, on and on, until finally he was fully immersed. He leaned against her, crushing her to the wall.

  Feeling trapped by his strong, masculine body thrilled her. Her breasts swelled with need. Her breathing, slow and heavy, barely sustained her.

  Terrien drew in a deep breath, then tipped up her chin and claimed her lips in a potently erotic kiss, his tongue thoroughly exploring the inside of her mouth. When he released her, she gasped for air. His gaze locked on to hers, holding her mesmerized as he drew back, the head of his penis dragging along the length of her vagina, stimulating her with exquisite pleasure. Then he slid forward, impaling her again.

  She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, dragging in deep breaths as he drew back and glided forward several more times. Her body rigid with need, she pivoted forward and back with his movements.

  Pleasure swelled through her in waves. He spiraled his hips against hers, sending her head spinning. As his sure hands cupped her buttocks and lifted her, she wrapped her legs around him and arched forward, gasping as his cock pushed even deeper inside her.

  Oh, God, yes, she was going to come soon. Her body stiffened and she tightened around him, almost gasping at the feel of his thick cock cradled inside her.

  “Relax, sweetheart,” he murmured in her ear.

  But she couldn’t relax. She wanted an orgasm so badly it hurt, and she knew she had to work for it. She squeezed her internal muscles and pulled on him, sucking him deep into her body. She wanted this orgasm. She would not let it slip away.

  “Fuck me. Oh, God, fuck me hard.”

  His moss-green eyes seared her with his intense desire. He began to move, driving that big cock of his deep inside her. Again and again. Heavenly sensations quivered through her.

  She slid her fingers
between them, finding her clitoris. As he plunged into her, she rubbed rapidly at her clit, stimulating, feeling the intensity build. He tried to draw her hand away, but she resisted, pulsing against herself as he pumped into her.

  “You don’t need to do that,” he murmured against her ear, then kissed the base of her neck.

  “Yes, I do.” Her guttural voice sounded so needy, she barely recognized it. “God, please just fuck me. I’m so close.”

  He relented and thrust deep into her, pounding her against the wall. The sensation of his rigid cock thrusting inside her and her fingers stimulating herself brought the elusive orgasm close. He thrust deep again, pinning her to the wall, nearly melting her to a puddle of mush. Then he stormed her mouth with his tongue, thrusting deep into her just as he had with his cock. Her insides ached with yearning and she wanted to beg him to continue fucking her, but his mouth on hers, his tongue driving into her, nearly sent her over the edge.

  Then he began to move again. His cock drove in deep and hard.

  “Oh, my God, I’m coming.” Totally shocked, she found herself flying over the edge.

  She clung to him tightly, their bodies crushed together, his cock filling her impossibly full, and she rode the wave of ecstasy. Never had an orgasm come so easily.

  He thrust sharply and she felt him erupt inside her. Her whole being shimmered with intense explosions of blissful joy.

  Finally, she slumped against him and his arms tightened around her. He lowered her legs, but remained buried inside her.

  “That was…wonderful.”

  He kissed her neck. “It would be even more wonderful if you relaxed and let me pleasure you.”

  Oh, damn, she’d bruised his male ego.

  “Honey, you did.” She nuzzled his neck, then beamed at him. “You were incredible.”

  She kissed his cheek lightly and intended to ease out of his embrace, but he held her still. He gazed into her eyes and stroked her cheek.

  “Crystal, you don’t have to stimulate yourself. I know how to bring you to orgasm without that.”

  She stroked his jaw. Male ego was one thing, but he needed to understand. Although she loved being fucked by a man, ultimately she took responsibility for her own pleasure. She would not depend on a man for that.

  “Look, sweetie, don’t worry about it. It’s just that I know my body better than you do.”

  “Give me a chance to prove it.”

  His cock twitched inside her. He drew it out, then swept her into his arms and carried her to the bed. He laid her down and stretched out beside her, then unfastened her bra and peeled it away, smiling appreciatively as he released her thirty-eight D breasts. His mouth covered her rigid nipple and he licked the beadlike nub, washing her in pleasure. He kissed down her belly and as he approached her crotchless panties, she opened her legs, knowing she revealed the thin strip of silky blonde curls and the pink folds of flesh between them.

  “Gattra, my love. This garment is quite…fasvin.”

  She didn’t know what it meant, but from the awe in his voice, it sounded wicked and wonderful.

  His tongue nudged against her pussy, then dabbed at her clit. She was still so primed, she nearly climaxed right then and there.

  Two more licks and another nudge and the pleasure swamped her senses. She arched against him.

  “Oh, God, you’re making me come again.” She couldn’t believe it. Blissful sensations blazed through her and she catapulted over the edge.

  Never had she had two orgasms so close together.

  He continued to lick, driving her on and on, her moan intensifying with the pleasure pulsing through her, until finally she collapsed on the bed.

  He smiled and prowled up beside her, then took her in his arms and kissed her sweetly. The blissful feel of being in his tender embrace disturbed her. She had to break the intimate contact.

  She reached for his rock-hard cock and stroked it, surprised that it was still rigid with wanting her.

  “It’s your turn now, honey.”

  She pushed herself up and crouched over him, then grasped his incredible cock in her hands and licked the head. It twitched under her attention. She swirled her tongue around him, then licked him top to bottom.

  Her hands slid around his shaft and she pumped him as she swallowed the head into her mouth. She took him deep, then squeezed her lips as she drew back. Keeping his cockhead in her mouth, she swirled her tongue under the corona, around and around the ridge.

  “Crystal, sweetheart, you’re going to make me—ah.”

  She drew back with a smile, stroking his stiff cock with her hands.

  “That’s the idea, honey. I want you to… ahhh.”

  “I am trying to hold myself back.”

  “You seem to make a habit of that.” She swirled her tongue over his cockhead again, then smiled at him. “Come on, show me how much you love my mouth sucking your big cock. Shoot a load so big I drown in it.”

  She sucked on him, drawing him deep into her throat, taking every last inch inside her.

  She moved up and down his thick cock, her hand pumping him at the same time.

  “Gattra. Crystal, you’re so xalta sexy.”

  He groaned, then tensed and a flood of liquid filled her throat, pulsing into her. She swallowed, gulping to keep up with him. Never had a man filled her with so much.

  Once he finished erupting inside her, she released him, then kissed up his stomach to his chest. To her total surprise, he rolled her onto her back and plunged into her again, his big cock still hard as steel.

  Immediately, pleasure rocked through her. Her body quivered in sheer delight. He thrust again and again until finally she shrieked in ecstasy the world shattering around her.

  He claimed her lips, drawing her firmly against his body. She snuggled against him, wondering how she’d slipped into orgasm so easily, especially without self-stimulation. That had never happened before. Ever since her first intimate relationship with her high-school sweetheart, which had been disappointing to say the least, her older sister had told her that the key to a great sex life for a woman was taking control of her own pleasure. Both Crystal and her sister had learned through their mother’s experiences never to depend on a man and this was just another area where that was true.

  After a few minutes of cuddling, she tried to ease away from his solid body, but he held her tight. She wanted to protest, wanted to slip into the other room and stretch out on her own bed, but the warmth of his body and the secure feeling of being in his arms lulled her, until the exhaustion of the day claimed her and she slipped into sleep.

  Crystal awoke to find she couldn’t move her arms and legs. She opened her eyes and realized that her wrists and ankles were bound with straps, her arms above her head and her legs stretched wide open. The bonds looked flimsy and felt silky against her skin, but they held her firm.

  So the man was into bondage. This could be fun.

  “They don’t allow you to move, so you can’t hurt yourself pulling against them.”

  Terrien stood in the doorway smiling at her, his gaze wandering over her completely naked body. Heat welled through her.

  “I can position your limbs any way I want.” He walked to the bed and lifted one of her arms then let go of it a few inches above the bed and it simply stayed there.

  She felt no discomfort. Her arm just seemed to float, defying gravity.

  “The bands have anti-grav built in. If I put the waistband on you, I could suspend you in midair.”

  She could imagine floating in front of him, at just the right height for his big cock to glide into her.

  His gaze drifted to her open thighs and his forest green eyes darkened to almost black with golden glints like fireflies shimmering in their depths. Excitement skittered through her at the feel of being wide open to his heated gaze. He could touch her anywhere he wanted. And, God, she wanted him to touch her.

  “So what are you going to do now?” she asked.

  He eased her elevated
arm back to rest on the bed and pressed her wrists together above her head, then his lips turned up in a devilish grin.

  “Now, I’m going to show you how to receive pleasure.”

  Chapter 6

  Crystal had done the bondage thing before and knew it didn’t really work for her. If she couldn’t access her clit, then the pleasure wouldn’t come. But why challenge him? She couldn’t decide if she’d fake an orgasm for him or if she should just let it go to show his arrogant self that she knew what she was talking about.

  She watched as he stripped off his uniform. The sight of his broad shoulders and tight abs sent her heartbeat racing. Then he dropped his pants, revealing his impressive cock, already fully erect.

  He knelt on the bed, then prowled over her, the hot flesh of his cock brushing against her belly. God, she ached for that monster inside her.

  But it wouldn’t take her anywhere. Not if he wouldn’t let her touch herself.

  He was so gorgeous, though, and so sweet for wanting to sweep her away with passion that she thought she’d be nice and fake it for him.

  Except memories of being swept away last night after their first time, of actually plummeting into orgasm without any self-stimulation, threw her off a little. Had that happened because she’d been so primed and had just experienced the best orgasm of her life with him? Was what she’d felt that second time—and third—just an echo or continuation of the first orgasm?

  His lips nuzzled her neck and her body pulsed with need. The thoughts drifted away. He nibbled her earlobe and then he kissed along her collarbone. Soon his tongue explored her body, starting with her shoulders, then gliding downward. Her nipples puckered and thrust forward as he lapped at the borders of her areolas but never broached the pebbling skin. He dabbed into her navel, then traveled downward, but curved around her pussy to her sensitive inner thighs.