I feel a little twinge of disloyalty, because I love Helen. But she's a lot like Salvotor—she's innocent and excitable and putting her with Kaspar would have gotten them both killed in about a day. Plus, Helen is insanely gorgeous—a race of aliens made for their beauty—and the thought of him being with her makes the jealous hag inside of me raise her head. So I grip his cock hard, take the head in my mouth, and suck, reminding him that Helen might be gorgeous, but I'm the one with the hoover mouth.
Kas shudders under me, his breath raspy. He jerks against my mouth, his cock trying to push deeper. The row of piercings across the head of his cock smack into my upper lip and remind me that they feel amazing inside of me. Just…amazing.
And since I'm being greedy, I decide I want that, instead.
"Alice, Sunshine," he pants, lost in the moment. "Kef me, you feel so good."
I lift my head, give him a swipe with my tongue, and look up to meet his eyes. "You've got to be quiet unless you want us to be found out."
Kaspar groans. When I crawl back over him, settling my hips over his cock, he shoves my skirt up. I want to be the one to put him inside me, but desperation is hitting us both, now. I can't complain when he rubs the head of his cock through my wet folds, slicking his skin. It feels too good. And when I lift my hips and he adjusts the head at the entrance to my core, I'm greedy and push down against him, needing the sensation of that first breach of his cock into my channel.
When he slides into me, we both groan.
I sit upright, my hands on his chest as I work my way down his shaft. I'm tight and not quite as slick as I normally am, but it doesn't matter. I love this. I love the feel of my mate under me. I love the singing in my blood and how powerful and unstoppable I feel. I love that when I lift my hips and push down, his piercings rub all the way up inside me. I love that his spur grazes against my clit and reminds me that nothing feels better than when he's deep inside me. I love the desperate look in his eyes, too.
Big hands clutch my hips, and then Kas begins to work me over him. His hips thrust up even as I push down, and he holds me steady—or drags me down—with his hands. We both groan as he shuttles into me, his movements quick and crisp and maddening. "That's my girl," he pants, working me even though I'm the one on top. "That's my Sunshine."
"Quiet," I pant, scraping my nails down his chest even as I ride him furiously. "You've…got to be quiet…" I bite back a moan of my own as he surges deep inside me, making my thighs tremble. "Can't…let anyone hear. Or is that…the plan?" I watch his face as I taunt him, fucking him hard. "You want Salvotor to hear you…pounding me? You want him to know I'm riding you? You want him to see you…fucking me?"
Kas bares his teeth, his body tightening under me. His hips piston harder, his hips snapping. I'm practically bouncing on top of him, my tits jiggling out of my top with the force of our movements, but oh god, it's so fucking good I can't stop.
"You're going to make me come so hard that I scream, aren't you?" I pant. "You want everyone in the universe to know I'm yours. Is that it?"
A low growl starts in his throat, and then Kas slams me down onto his cock. Once, twice, and then I'm coming, the orgasm quaking through me, hot and furious. I make a choked sound, my body clenching around him. It's a tidal wave of pleasure, dragging me under and drowning me in sensation, and I'm barely aware when Kaspar comes a moment later. I only know that he bites out my name as if in pain, and then his release is inside me, making his final strokes wet and gliding and decadent.
I want to sigh from the sheer release of it, but what comes out is a very self-satisfied chuckle.
Kaspar grins up at me, looking exhausted and sweaty and oh-so-pleased with himself. "What was all that about?"
I wiggle atop him, feeling very full of cock and very proud of myself. "That was about adrenaline. I'm surprised you didn't recognize it." I give his abdomen a slap. "I learned from someone that sometimes you've just gotta seize the moment."
"That was a very intense seizing," he murmurs, his head falling back. He rocks me on top of him ever so slightly, as if he's deciding if he needs to get up or if he needs round two. "I'm not sure how quiet I was. Maybe I should go find Salvotor and apologize for what he overheard."