The Commander's Woman: Celestial Soul-Mates, Book 2 Page 6

  “Okay, honey, you watch and join in anytime,” Crystal said.

  Crystal sat on the side of the bed and licked the length of his shaft, then drew him into her mouth. Watching Crystal’s dark pink lips slide up and down Larson’s cock sent ripples of need pulsing through Eva. Larson moaned appreciatively.

  Eva couldn’t help herself. The compelling need to touch Larson drew her to the bed. She sat on the opposite side from Crystal, who smiled at Eva and released Larson’s cock from her mouth, then licked one side of the shaft. Eva leaned forward and licked the other side. Larson groaned. The feel of his hot, intimate flesh against her tongue felt divine. Her vagina ached.

  Crystal reached toward Eva and untied the belt at her waist, then tugged open her robe, revealing her black lace bra beneath.

  Eva hesitated, then stood and dropped her robe to the floor. Crystal smiled approvingly, then crawled toward Larson. His gaze lingered on Eva as his large hand stroked over Crystal’s soft, round behind. She leaned forward, nudging her breast toward Larson’s lips. Mesmerized by the sight of Crystal’s hard nub disappearing into Larson’s mouth, Eva let her bra fall to the floor, then shed her panties.

  After several moments, Crystal offered Larson her other breast. Eva’s fingers stroked her own aching nipples. She kneeled on the bed beside one of Larson’s long, muscular thighs, watching.

  Finally, Crystal sat back on her heels.

  “Sweetie, don’t forget Eva. She needs some of that wonderful tongue.”

  “I can’t. I promised not to touch her unless she asks me to.”

  “Oh really.” She smiled at Eva. “You like control.” Crystal stroked down Eva’s belly and across her slit. The gentle, female fingers stroking her moist flesh shocked Eva, yet aroused her too. “Honey, you’re way past ready. Tell him what you want. Don’t let me being here stop you.”

  “No, I…”

  “Okay, well, I didn’t make any such promise.”

  Chapter Eleven

  Crystal tumbled Eva down and climbed over her, dipping her tongue into Eva’s slit, then dabbing the clitoris.

  “No, I…” The feel of Crystal’s tongue sent her head into a spin. “Oh God.”

  Crystal’s hand stroked over Eva’s nipple. Eva wanted more… Oh, so much more…but Crystal stopped.

  “Honey, do you want me to touch your breasts, or Larson?”

  Her nipples ached. She wanted someone to touch them.

  “Larson.”

  “Then tell him.”

  Larson sat up. The gentleness and need in his teal eyes melted her heart.

  “Do you want me to, sweetheart?” he murmured.

  She nodded.

  “Tell me,” he whispered hoarsely.

  “Please touch my breasts.”

  His hands covered her, stroking, bringing her exquisite pleasure.

  “Suck them,” she pleaded.

  He covered them with his mouth, and she moaned. His tongue swirled around one tip, then the other, and her moan vibrated through her entire body. He squeezed her nipple, then sucked. She wailed as a sudden orgasm washed over her.

  Crystal sat back on her heels and smiled approvingly.

  “Why don’t you ask him to lick your clit?” she suggested.

  Eva’s pussy ached for his touch.

  “Larson, please kiss me down there.”

  “It’s called a pussy, honey,” Crystal offered.

  He moved to Eva’s intimate flesh, his tongue nudging into the folds; then he flicked her clit, and she moaned, feeling tiny waves of pleasure pulse through her, close to climax again. She saw Crystal settle under Larson’s kneeling form and suck his cock deep into her mouth. Larson continued to cajole Eva’s intimate flesh and the tiny waves turned to a pulsing tidal wave, sweeping her to a gasping climax. She fell back, and he stroked her breasts as Crystal sucked his cock, his face contorting with pleasure, but he never looked away from Eva. He captured her lips and shared his orgasm with her.

  “It’s my turn now, people,” Crystal announced. “Eva, why don’t you help Larson get hard for me.”

  Eva reached for his flaccid penis, and after two strokes, he stood straight up.

  Crystal’s eyes widened.

  “Wow, you should teach me that trick.”

  Eva had to taste him again. She slid her mouth over his hard, hot flesh, and he twitched. She swirled her tongue around the tip, and he groaned in pleasure. Crystal stroked her own breasts as she watched, then stroked one finger along her slit. Eva pulled away from Larson, then shifted behind Crystal and wrapped her arms around her, then stroked Crystal’s breasts while staring at Larson over Crystal’s shoulder.

  “Larson, why don’t you kiss Crystal’s pussy?”

  “Do you want me to, Eva?”

  She smiled and nodded.

  “Do you want me to, Crystal?”

  The soft skin of Crystal’s back pushed against Eva’s breasts as the other woman leaned back and spread her legs wider.

  “You bet.”

  He dipped his face into Crystal’s pussy, and Eva felt Crystal tense and arch. Eva continued to stimulate Crystal’s nipples, her flesh pebbling under Eva’s fingertips. Crystal arched and moaned, then wailed in a long climax. Larson licked up Crystal’s body and captured one nipple in his mouth, along with Eva’s fingers. When Eva tried to draw her hand away, he grasped her wrist. He lapped at the nipple, then sucked it and Eva’s fingers tight into his mouth. Eva stroked the wet nipple, enjoying Crystal’s hard flesh and Larson’s hot mouth at the same time.

  He moved up and claimed Crystal’s mouth in a passionate kiss; then his mouth covered Eva’s. He eased Eva back against the cushions, with Crystal settled in front of her. Eva watched him slide his cock into Crystal, remembering what it felt like when it had slid inside her. He thrust into Crystal, and she cried out. He plunged into her again and again. Eva felt her breasts crushed against Crystal’s back with each forward thrust Larson made. Eva found herself arching forward to meet him.

  Larson’s hands cupped Crystal’s butt, then he twisted one around and his fingers sought Eva’s clit. His intimate touch seared through her. She gasped. He continued to stimulate her sensitive nub as he drove into Crystal. Eva continued to tease Crystal’s nipples with her fingertips as he pounded into her.

  “Oh God, I’m coming,” Crystal cried, then wailed on a long, rising note.

  “Oh God, me too.” Eva joined her, following the same trail of pleasure.

  Larson grunted, and Eva could imagine the feel of his hot semen flooding her pussy.

  They all slumped in a mass of satisfied flesh. Larson kissed Crystal, then his lips captured Eva’s, and her whole body seemed to ripple at the exquisite pleasure.

  Crystal squirmed, rubbing all kinds of sensitive flesh. “That was great, you two. There’s one more thing I’d like.” She eased out from between them. Larson’s heavy, damp cock fell on Eva’s belly. “I want to watch the two of you.”

  Larson glanced at Eva but shook his head.

  “I can’t.” He started to roll away from Eva.

  Crystal pushed him back down. “Well, it will take a little work, but…”

  Eva could already feel him harden against her thigh.

  “It’s not that,” she answered. “He’s waiting for me to ask him.”

  Eva slid her arms around him.

  “Larson, please. Make love to me,” she murmured against his ear.

  His lips grazed her neck, and he nuzzled.

  “Are you sure?” he whispered against her ear so Crystal wouldn’t hear him.

  Eva nodded. “Absolutely.”

  Immediately, he slid inside her, and she moaned at the exquisite feel of his hard length.

  “Oh yes, Larson. Make love to me.”

  He slid back, then forward again.

  “Do you like that, sweetheart?”

  “Yes, oh God, yes.”

  He sucked one of her nipples deep into his mouth, then thrust forward.

  “Deeper, Lars
on.”

  He propelled forward, filling her deeper.

  “Faster and harder.”

  He drove hard and fast. His solid length pounded into her. She wrapped her legs around him and moaned in pleasure. His fingers slid to her clit, and he stroked. She cried out, a powerful orgasm sweeping over her. Still he filled her again and again, then added a spiral twist. Her orgasm intensified, and she screamed in abandon.

  He tensed, and his hot seed burst into her, soaking her insides with liquid heat.

  She held him tightly against her, his hard, hot cock still stretching her insides, pulsing as it filled her. She squeezed him tightly.

  Finally, they both collapsed against the pillows. His lips brushed hers in a tender, loving kiss.

  “Thank you, darling Eva. That was incredible.”

  He scooped her onto his lap and into his embrace.

  “Thank you, Crystal. You were fantastic,” he said.

  Somehow he thanked Crystal for sex while still making Eva feel like the most important woman in the world.

  Crystal leaned forward and kissed him lightly.

  “Thank you, sweetie.” Crystal’s lush lips brushed Eva’s too. “Hang on to this one, honey. You two are obviously meant to be together.”

  The words jarred Eva from the sweet spell of Larson’s lovemaking.

  Suddenly, she realized what she’d done. Again.

  Eva closed up, not willing to accept Crystal’s words. How had she let herself be drawn in so deeply?

  Clearly sensing her emotional withdrawal, Larson shifted away.

  Larson tugged on his clothes and left the quarters, promising to return with Terrien, the man who’d led Crystal away when they’d first arrived aboard this ship. Eva assumed he was her supposed soul-mate.

  Eva pulled on her robe while Crystal dressed; then they went into the living room.

  “What’s wrong, sweetie?” Crystal sat in one of the armchairs in the living area. “Aren’t you happy with your guy?”

  “I could ask you the same thing.” Eva settled in the chair across from her friend. Why did you come here to be with Larson?”

  Crystal shrugged. “You might have guessed by now, I’m not the type be with just one guy. I’m not wired that way. I told Terrien that I wanted to sample more of the local cuisine, so to speak. I take it he chose Larson because they’re friends, so he trusts him.”

  “And Terrien was okay with you being with someone else?”

  Crystal shrugged again. “I’m sure he figures this will prove to me that he’s my one-and-only. That no other man can satisfy me the way he can.”

  “And?”

  Immediately, a shadow crossed Crystal’s face, and Eva realized she shouldn’t have asked. Crystal was obviously struggling with her own demons.

  “I told you, I don’t believe in soul-mates.” She sank back into the chair. “So tell me what’s going on with you and Larson?” Crystal insisted. “Why all the rules?”

  Chapter Twelve

  Eva eyed Crystal. They had just shared a pretty intense, intimate experience. Eva felt open to the other woman like she never had to anyone before. Maybe talking would help.

  “I… Ever since my divorce, I decided I’m in charge of my own pleasure.”

  “In other words, you think Larson’s going to hurt you.”

  Eva shifted uncomfortably.

  “Your husband screwed around, right?” Crystal asked.

  Eva nodded. “But even before that, when he made love to me, if you could call it that, he didn’t care about me.”

  “He never gave you an orgasm?”

  “No, he never even tried.”

  Crystal leaned forward and took Eva’s hand.

  “Look, honey, that was him, and Larson is Larson. Obviously, Larson knows how to make love to a woman, and it’s obvious he really loves you. He’ll always make sure you’re happy.”

  Eva stared down at their linked hands.

  “But how can I know?” She drew her hand away. “How can I take the chance?”

  “Oh God, honey. How can you not? How can you turn your back on a guy who’s going to love you and bring you pleasure at every opportunity? Look how he held back when he obviously wanted to make love to you. He left himself totally at your mercy. How can you chance losing that?”

  A few moments later, a buzz sounded, and the door to the quarters slid open. The man named Terrien stood in the doorway. Despite his somber expression, Eva could see all too clearly the love in his eyes as he gazed at Crystal. And the pain.

  Crystal clasped Eva’s hand and squeezed, then stood. Crystal avoided looking at Terrien as she crossed the room.

  Clearly, the two of them had some issues to work out. Crystal had said she couldn’t be with one man, and clearly, she denied the link between them, but it was so obvious.

  To Eva, anyway.

  The same as Eva’s link to Larson seemed to be obvious to Crystal.

  The door closed behind them, leaving Eva alone. She sank into the chair.

  Could it be true? Was Larson really Eva’s soul-mate?

  That would mean she could find true happiness in his arms. He wouldn’t stray because, according to his own beliefs, she was the perfect woman for him.

  And he was the perfect man for her.

  Oh God, she wanted to believe. If he loved her…truly loved her…they might find a happily-ever-after. A love that could endure time.

  A few moments later, Larson stepped into the room. He sent her a guarded glance, his hands balled into fists at his sides.

  “Don’t worry, Eva. I know you were caught up in the moment. I’m not expecting you to jump into bed with me again.”

  He was angry with her. She could see it in his stance, in the tautness of his muscles, in the set of his jaw. She walked toward him, drawn to him like a magnet, and gazed into his eyes. No, not anger. Restraint.

  He wanted her, but he would not push himself on her.

  As she continued to gaze at him, his eyes softened. She could see love in the teal depths. Tender and sweet. If she allowed herself to accept that love, it would fill their lives with bliss.

  She felt her barriers breaking down, bit by bit. Could she trust him? No question. He’d proven himself time and again. Would he stay by her side? Absolutely. He believed he was her soul-mate, and that was forever.

  Her heart swelled as love bubbled up from deep inside. She wanted him. Heart and soul.

  She closed the distance between them and cupped his cheeks, then brushed her mouth against his. The sweetness of the contact almost brought tears to her eyes. He slid his arms around her gently as he answered her kiss with a light brush of his tongue across her lower lip. She opened and swirled her tongue against his.

  “Come with me,” she murmured in his ear, then took his hand and led him to his room. “Where are those bands?”

  His eyes lit up, and he opened the drawer on his bedside table and pulled out the two black bands. He started fastening one around his wrist, but she caught his arm and took the band.

  “On me,” she said, and released the tie on her robe, then dropped the garment to the floor.

  His gaze lingered on her round breasts, then roamed lower, his eyes simmering with heat. He took her wrist and stroked up her arm, then kissed her inner elbow. Heat melted through her, and her eyelids fell closed. His fingers brushed delicately against her skin as he slid the band around one wrist, then the other.

  Her eyelids fluttered open as his lips teased the palm of one hand.

  “Can you get another pair?” she asked.

  His smile broadened.

  “Anything for you, laiya.”

  He strode to the cabinet on the wall, pressed some buttons, then retrieved another pair from inside.

  “My ankles,” she instructed.

  His fingers tickled a little as he fastened them.

  “I want you to do all the things you’ve dreamed of doing to me.”

  He stepped close and rested his fingers tenderly on her
cheek, his eyes glittering as he stared into hers.

  “I’ve dreamed of making love to you willingly.”

  “And you did. When Crystal was here.” She brushed her lips against his. “I was totally willing.”

  He kissed her, his tongue swirling over hers. She melted against him, enjoying his gentle onslaught, but then eased away. She backed up against the wall, then placed her hands about a foot from her head on either side and opened her legs.

  “Larson, I love you, and I want to show you how much I trust you.”

  “You love me?” he asked in awe.

  “Yes. And I know you love me. Now show me how much.” She arched her breasts forward in encouragement.

  He smiled and pushed the controller button. It hummed, and she felt the bands tighten against her flesh, forming a snug, but comfortable fit. She released the muscles holding her arms up, allowing the bands to do the work. Her wrists felt no discomfort at holding the weight of her arms. It was as if they were light as a feather.

  He stroked along her arms, then over one breast. The nipple jutted forward painfully, needing his touch. He leaned forward and drew it into his warm, moist mouth. She moaned as pleasure spiked through her. One of his hands stroked up and down her body—along her waist, over her hip, down her thigh—as the other cupped her other breast. His tongue dabbed at her nipple and she arched forward. His mouth captured her other nipple, the first swelling in the cool air.

  He shifted downward, his lips tracing a line down her ribcage, then over her hip and down her thigh. As his mouth moved back up, along her inner thigh, she tensed, ready for him to cover her pussy, but he ignored it as he moved back to her breasts. He lingered over each one, laving the nipples with his tongue, sucking them deep into his mouth, leaving them hard and needy.

  He shifted downward again, but this time kissed a straight line to her pussy. He leaned back and just stared at her slit. With her legs held wide open by the bands, he had a clear view of her intimate flesh. He stared at it so intensely, she tingled inside. Her breathing accelerated. Her whole body tensed with need, teetering on the brink, sure she would orgasm if he kept staring at her like that. He touched her with his tongue, and she jumped, pulsing with pleasure. He stroked her slit with his thumb, then licked her clitoris. Her body seemed to fold in on itself, contracting to a tight ball, as she wailed in an intense, thrilling orgasm. He sucked her clit, then dabbed and licked mercilessly, driving her over the edge again and again.