He rumbled a purr against her mouth and deepened the kiss even more. She opened recklessly, letting herself float in the pure, creamy pleasure of his warm lips, his exploring tongue. His cock pressed against her stomach, a thick, hot ridge that tempted her to roll her hips against it. A thought flashed through her mind: I won’t have the guts to do this again. I’ve got to make the most of it.
Hooking a long leg over his hip, Dona ground into him with shameless hips. Sliding her hands down his chest, she savored the rolling muscle and smooth, warm skin against her palms. “The door,” Dona murmured, “hadn’t we better do something about the door?”
Alerio drew a bare inch from her mouth and rumbled, “Outpost main computer, Chief Alerio Dyami.”
“Your orders, Chief Dyami?” the computer asked in its androgynous purr.
“Lock door of gymnasium three. Mark as fully occupied.” His mouth covered hers again, then lifted. “And dim the lighting to thirty percent.”
“Yes, Chief Dyami.”
The door chimed a signal as its lock clicked home. Alerio kissed her slowly, hungrily, as the room’s stark illumination dimmed to the creamy gold of candlelight. Finally he drew back, a question in his gaze. One hand slid the length of her torso. She covered it with her own and guided it to the closure of her top. His fingers found the slight indentation that marked the seal and slid along its length. The top’s seal obediently parted, baring the skin from waist to high collar to the pink buds of her nipples. He pulled the top from her shoulders and tossed it aside.
Dona grabbed the waistband of her shorts and dragged them down the length of her legs until she could kick them away. Straightening, she stood shamelessly naked. Her bare breasts gleamed softly in the dim light, the smooth muscle of her torso sweeping down to the triangle of soft hair between her legs. Her nipples puckered into tight points, both from the gym’s cool air and the hot arousal storming through her blood.
Dona’s breath caught as he froze, his eyes locked on those pink tips.
Then he sank to his knees.
Goddess, she’s beautiful, Alerio thought. Her breasts were as perfect as her flawless face, sweet curves that called to his hands. He wanted to feel their smooth skin, their warm round weight.
Alerio drew in a breath as his fingers closed gently over taut, candy-pink peaks. He looked up to find violet eyes watching him, hooded with heat above flushed, parted lips. Stroking her nipples, Alerio watched as those lovely, luminous eyes slowly closed. White teeth sank into her lower lip as he stroked, tugged, and pinched. Dona shivered, her expression dreamy, lost in sensation.
Leaning in, Alerio closed his mouth over a jutting tip. She caught her breath, a sound almost as erotic as the taste of her tight flesh. He increased the pull of his suckling into a hard draw that made her gasp, eyes widening in obvious delight.
She feels so damned good in my arms. Soft here, firm there, as lush with sensation as a rose in bloom.
Sliding a hand down her hip, he discovered the soft hair of her sex. Carefully, he slipped a finger between her lips to find her so incredibly slick, so swollen tight, his cock jerked in lust.
Dona’s arms curved around his head, fingers tunneling through his hair, gently directing his mouth down to her neglected right breast. As he drew on her in deep, hard pulls, she braced her legs apart. Her soft sigh sent a shudder of lust down his spine.
Straight to his cock. The long shaft jerked against the seam of his snugs as if demanding its freedom. With a growl, Alerio began nibbling his way lower, down the smooth, toned length of her torso, pausing to explore the firm muscle of her abdomen before continuing to the sable hair curling over her sex. He paused, studying the delicious sight of her vaginal lips pouting between strong thighs.
And slid his tongue between plump lips, groaning at the taste of slick, tight flesh. She moaned encouragement, the breathless sound of pleasure rushing right to his straining cock.
Alerio reached for it, stroking a hand over the seam of his snugs. Dona’s brilliant violet eyes widened as his shaft tumbled free, its heavy length provoking her into a feline purr of pleasure and anticipation.
Dona stared down at Alerio’s cock, entranced. She’d fantasized about how he’d look naked for two furtive, guilty years. Granted, his T-suit armor hugged every powerful centimeter of that big body, but it also protected—and concealed—his genitals.
Yet now he knelt before her, gorgeously naked and lushly erect.
And so damned beautiful. Sometime during their play, she’d pulled his hair free of its club to tumble in wild strands around his wide shoulders, leading her gaze down his powerful chest and tight abdomen to the beefy length of his cock.
It was delightfully long, flushed dark and rosy with blood until it jutted like a lance above the soft, furred sac of heavy balls.
Dona dropped to her knees and reached for that impossibly tempting cock. Wrapping her fingers around the smooth, thick shaft, she stroked it from balls to tip, entranced by its elegant erotic promise.
Glancing up, she found his eyes now blazed like a pair of torches, not one fleck of black to be seen. Entranced, she stared until one corner of his lip curled up. Catching her shoulders, he turned her, still kneeling, to face a waist-high gravity bench. Knowing what he wanted, she rose to drape herself over it, spreading her legs wide and bracing her feet apart.
Ready for whatever he cared to do.
As Alerio’s fingers parted her vaginal lips, the wall in front of her shimmered, its surface shifting from matte to mirror. Probably at some silent order from Alerio’s neurocomp. Dizzy, her lips dry, Dona stared into her own eyes as lust rolled through her blood in waves hot enough to singe.
Then he licked her.
One long, wet stroke that wiped every thought from her brain. Dona shuddered at the feral delight. In the mirror, her reflection’s eyes widened, as he began to lick her like a melting icecone, slowly, as if savoring the taste.
Gods and goddesses, the pleasure felt thick, creamy, as his hands cupped her ass, his tongue alternating long licks and short, hot flicks. Bent as she was, Dona couldn’t see what he was doing, but she could see her own expression as delight curled her hands into claws on the padded bench. Pleasure jolted her again and again in sizzling electric pulses that soon had the muscles of her thighs twitching.
The orgasm hit her like a wave of heated honey. Her legs lost all strength, and she damn near tumbled right off the bench with a yowl of delight. Shameless as a cat.
When Dona finally opened her eyes again, Alerio had risen to his feet behind her. His burning eyes met hers in the mirror, drinking in the dazed pleasure in her eyes. He stepped against her, his gaze dropping to her ass as he caught his cock in one hand. The smooth mushroom crown brushed her vaginal lips as he leaned in. Dona inhaled sharply. His entry—feeling so thick, so hot, so damned good—made her entire nervous system thrum like a plucked harp string.
Despite the torchlight lust in his eyes, Alerio took it slow. Slow, patient, spacing his thrusts far enough apart to give her heat time to grow. Hotter, higher, until she swore she could feel it leaping in her own eyes.
Alerio drove deep in a long thick thrust that tore a strangled scream from her lips as she shook in the grip of blazing sensation. He watched her reaction with absorbed eyes, his irises solid sheets of flame. His satyr’s lips curled into a smile that was half snarl, and he began to thrust with lazily rolling hips. Deeper, faster, until he lanced that big cock in and out and in and out, circling his hips to screw her in luscious digs.