“Show me,” she whispered, lying back on the pillows and spreading her legs. She didn’t know where she got the courage to be so bold but somehow it felt right to open herself to Saber. Almost as though they were meant to be together and now, after years of waiting and sorrow, they would finally become one.
“My pleasure,” he murmured, sliding into position between her legs. “Mmm…” He looked down at her. “I was going to take off all your clothes but I think I like the look of you this way better.”
Lissa looked down at herself and had to admit she was a sight. Here she was, lying on her back with her legs spread, her blouse unbuttoned to show her ripe pink nipples and her little ruffled skirt raised to show her open pussy. She looked ready to be taken—ready to be fucked. And that was exactly what she wanted Saber to do.
“Please,” she whispered, reaching for him. “Please, Moch Daer, I can’t wait any more.”
“You won’t have to.” Saber reached between them and Lissa drew in a quick, hissing breath when she felt the blunt probe of his cock sliding over the heated, slippery folds of his pussy. Goddess, this was it—he was finally going to do it! Saber was finally going to slide his thick cock deep inside her and make her his forever.
She felt the head of his cock breach her entrance and then he was sliding slowly forward, pressing just the first inch of his thick shaft into her pussy.
Lissa couldn’t help wincing a little. He was so big. But she told herself that she wanted this and she could stand it. She could open herself and take all of him, every last inch.
But to her surprise, instead of pressing deeper into her, Saber stopped.
“Saber?” she asked uncertainly. “Is…is everything all right?”
He gave her an anxious look. “That’s exactly what I wanted to ask you, amalla. Do you feel all right? Does it hurt?”
“It’s a little tight,” she admitted breathlessly. “But not in a bad way. It’s just kind of…stretchy.”
“Let me try something.” He got a look of concentration on his face and then Lissa gasped as she felt him Touching her again. Suddenly, whisper-tendrils were stroking her down below, slipping over her swollen clit and making their way into her pussy, though how they were able to enter with the first thick inch of Saber’s shaft blocking the way, she had no idea.
Regardless of how they got there, the whisper-tendrils were obviously there for a reason. They teased her clit ceaselessly, causing her pussy to make even more honey, making her slick and wet to ease his entrance. At the same time, she felt them stretching her gently open, widening her channel just for him, to allow his shaft to enter her without causing pain.
“Oh!” she gasped as the tendrils continued to work on her. “Oh, that feels…feels so good.”
“I’m glad,” Saber murmured. “Are you ready now, amalla? Ready to have me all the way inside you?”
“Yes.” Lissa reached up and cupped his cheek, looking into his eyes. “Yes, Saber. Put it in me—all of it. Now.”
He gave her an amused grin. “Is that an order, Mistress?”
“Yes,” Lissa told him, using her best haughty Mistress voice. “It is. And I insist on being obeyed.”
“My lady’s wish is my pleasure,” Saber growled softly. Then, with a low groan, he obeyed her order.
Lissa cried out in sudden pleasure as she felt his long, thick shaft slide all the way home inside her. Goddess, he was so much bigger than the rod she’d had on Yonnie Six—bigger than she could have imagined taking if it wasn’t for the soothing whisper-tendrils that continued to caress and stroke her swollen clit.
She waited for Saber to move inside her, to fuck her. But to her surprise, he held perfectly still.
“Saber?” she asked, looking at him. “I’m all right—it doesn’t hurt. You can…you can move if you want to.”
“Oh, I want to. But first look down, amalla,” he murmured, his deep voice hoarse. “Look down—I want you to see. Want you to watch while I fuck your sweet little pussy and fill you with my cum for the first time.”
He raised off her a bit and Lissa looked down to the place where they were joined. Goddess, was that really her? Was it really the shy little priestess from First World lying here wantonly open for the man she loved? Legs spread wide and pussy impaled, stretched to the limit by his thick cock, buried to the root in her no-longer virginal cunt?
“Goddess,” she whispered. “That’s…it’s incredible. To see you in me, I mean.”
“I think so too. Now watch,” Saber commanded.
Slowly, he withdrew almost all of his cock, sliding his shaft, shiny with her cunt honey, gradually out until only the last thick inch and the broad head remained inside her.
“Oh!” Lissa moaned. “Please, Saber—put it in again. Please.”
“I’ll be happy to—since you asked so nicely.” With another deep groan, he thrust all the way inside her again until Lissa could feel the blunt head of his cock pressing hard against the end of her channel, kissing the mouth of her womb.
Goddess, it felt good. So good she only had one thought.
“More!” she begged shamelessly. “Please, Saber—I want more.”
She didn’t have to ask him twice. With a deep groan, he withdrew and slid into her again…and again and again, finding a rhythm that pleased them both as he fucked deeply into her pussy.
Lissa wrapped her legs around his narrow waist and gripped his broad shoulders, reveling in the deep thrust and pull of his thick shaft inside her. But she wasn’t content to just lie there and take what he was offering. With a soft moan, she began to work her hips, catching his rhythm, thrusting up at the same time he thrust down, trying to make herself even more open, trying to take him even deeper into her pussy.
Sooner than she would have imagined, Lissa felt the stirrings of another orgasm building. The delicious pulsing thrusts of his cock deep inside her would have been enough to make her come but the entire time, Saber never stopped Touching her. As she moaned and writhed under him, bucking her hips up and shamelessly offering herself, Lissa felt his whisper-tendrils stroking her clit and his whisper-lips sucking and licking the hard buds of her nipples. It seemed to go on and on, without end and she knew that soon she was going to explode.
Saber must have felt through his Touch sense how very close she was because he began to speak.
“That’s right, amalla,” he murmured, stroking deeply into her. “Come for me—want to feel your tight little pussy squeezing my shaft, making me shoot my cum deep inside you.”
His hot, dirty words combined with the deep thrusts and the sweet touch of his whisper-tendrils finally drove Lissa over the edge.
“Moch Daer!” she wailed as a second, much more intense orgasm washed over her. “Oh yes, please…in me! In me so deep.”
“Yes, Mistress,” he growled softly in her ear. And then he pressed hard and deep inside her and Lissa could feel him coming in hard, short spurts that bathed her womb in his hot seed, sealing their bond and making them one forever.
* * * * *
The intense lovemaking seemed to wear Lissa out. Or maybe it was all the stress she’d been under before they even got started. Saber was still amazed at how bold she’d been, coming to his room to seduce him. Of course, he had been on his way to her suite to apologize and try to win her back just when she showed up, so he’d been more than a little nervous himself. Either way, it felt wonderful to just relax and hold each other.
He cradled her in his arms, holding her close even after their bodies had parted, and felt like the luckiest male in the universe. She was so beautiful and delicate and perfect and she was his…finally his. After years of longing for her, years of dreaming of her and waiting for her, he could finally claim her as his bride and never let her go.
“I longed for you too,” he heard her say inside his head.
“Oh, amalla…”
At the sound of her mental voice, a joy almost too great to bear pierced his heart. There was no greater proof of a true
soul bond between a Kindred and his mate than the mental connection bonded couples shared.
“I love you,” she sent, obviously enjoying the new connection as much as he did. “I never stopped, even when your mother made me swear the oath that I would never have you.”
Suddenly, she sat up. “Oh, the oath!”
“What about it?” Saber yawned contentedly.
“I broke it!” Lissa looked upset. “I swore never to have you but now…now I have.”
“Twice as I recall.” Saber smirked at her. “The first time being on Yonnie Six—you actually broke the oath there. And in the most literal sense possible.” Now that they had consummated their love in a more traditional manner, he found he was regarding the experience with Lissa on “Strap-on Central” in a much more positive light. Far from shaming him, it now seemed ridiculous that he’d ever been so upset about it in the first place. And the pleasure had been mind-blowing.
But Lissa still looked upset. “How can you make jokes about this?” she demanded. “I’m a priestess—or I was, anyway. I can’t believe I broke such a sacred vow.”
“My mother forced you to take that vow—you never would have done it on your own,” Saber pointed out. “You could argue that any promise given under duress isn’t legally binding.” He shrugged. “At least that’s what I’m going to say when I inform my parents about why I’m not going home.”
“Oh, Saber…” Lissa bit her lip, her lovely jade green eyes troubled. “I feel so bad about that—about you giving up your whole future for me.”
“Lissa…” He sat up and took her face in his hands. “Look at me,” he sent through their new link. “You are my future. There is no one I would rather be with. And if that means leaving my home world to be with you, I’ll gladly do it without a second thought.” He kissed her lightly on the mouth. “So let’s stop worrying about it and just enjoy it, all right?” he finished aloud.
“Oh Saber…” Her eyes flooded with tears but he was relieved to see that she was smiling too. “All right,” she whispered. “I’ll try not to worry. I just feel so bad about disappointing your parents. About taking you away from home—you would have made a wonderful Clan Overlord.”
“Father’s second in command has a son who can take my place,” Saber assured her. “You might remember him—Reddix?”
Lissa frowned. “I do remember him a little—but isn’t he the one whose Touch sense is all wrong?”
Saber nodded. “His Touch sense is reversed—he can’t Touch anyone else but he can also feel the emotions of others as a physical sensation on his body. It can be something of a burden but he bears it well.”
“That must be awful, feeling everyone else’s emotions all day.” Lissa shivered. “How can he possibly function like that?”
“He takes an herbal extract which helps him block most of it. It won’t interfere with his being a good chief.” Saber laughed. “Whoever he mates won’t be happy though—she’ll have to get used to the idea of her male being Touched constantly, by any female who sees him.”
“Why?” Lissa asked. “Is he that attractive?”
Saber shrugged. “To females he is. His father was of the Star clan and you know how rare they are—their physical features are said to have an almost bewitching aura.”
“I don’t remember him being that irresistible,” Lissa said. “Of course,” she added, snuggling closer to him. “It could just be because I had eyes only for you.”
“Possibly.” Saber smiled. “Or it could just be because Reddix hadn’t reached his maturity before you left. Once he did, his Star clan heritage became a lot more apparent. But he manages—when he goes to places where he isn’t known, he wears a cloak with a hood—that minimizes the problem.”
“Oh.” Lissa nodded. “I see. But if his Touch sense is reversed, what happens when he finds the female he wants to bond with. Will he be able to give her the Deep Touch?”
Saber shook his head soberly. “I don’t think so. We only talked about it once when both of us were pretty drunk. He’s decided never to take a bride because of it—because he thinks he could never, well, satisfy a female. Not without being able to Touch her. But again, he doesn’t need a bride to be a good Over Chief.”
“I guess not,” Lissa said doubtfully. “Poor Reddix! I had no idea having his Touch sense reversed had resulted in such a tragedy! When I think how awful it would be if you hadn’t been able to give me the Deep Touch…” She shook her head.
“But I was able to.” Saber pulled her closer. “And I’d like to again.”
“Mmm…” Lissa was practically purring, her eyes half-lidded in anticipation. “What are you waiting for?”
“I’m not waiting,” Saber growled softly. “Get on your hands and knees, amalla. I want to take you from behind this time.”
She flushed deep red but he could see the pleasure in her face. “Gladly, Master,” she murmured. She was just getting into the position he’d requested when a loud pounding on the door made them both jump.
“Oh my Goddess, what in the world?” Lissa gasped.
“Stay here,” Saber ordered, pulling on his flight pants as she scrambled to get under the covers. “I’ll go see what it is.”
He strode out of the bedroom and over to the door of his suite. Outside, he could hear several voices talking.
“It seemed to be coming from in here,” the first voice said.
“Who lives in this suite, anyway?” asked a second.
“The Touch Kindred—you know, the one who brought back the lost scrolls?”
“I heard they could touch people with their minds,” a third voice chimed in. “But this is ridiculous.”
“What’s ridiculous?” Saber demanded, opening the door.
Three startled warriors, two Beast Kindred and one Blood Kindred, stood just outside staring at him in surprise.
“Is there a problem?” Saber demanded when none of them seemed willing to speak.
“Excuse me, Brother…” The Blood Kindred cleared his throat and looked somewhat embarrassed. “But are you using some kind of…some kind of air-born aphrodisiac in there?”
“What?” Saber frowned. “What are you talking about?”
“Well, my bride and I have the suite right next to yours.” The Blood Kindred held out his hand. “Forgive me for not introducing myself earlier.”
“And we’re on the other side, two doors down,” One of the Beast Kindred said. “Our brides are sisters so we share a double suite.”
“It’s nice to meet you,” Saber said. “But I still don’t understand what the problem is.”
“Well, it’s like this…” The first Beast Kindred looked ashamed but determined. “A little while ago, my bride was struck with some kind of insatiable lust. Hell, I was too.”
“We all were,” chimed in the second Beast Kindred and the Blood Kindred warrior nodded.
“In fact,” he added. “It appears the entire row of suites that are connected to yours experienced the same thing. It was almost as though everyone living in this row had suddenly consumed large quantities of bonding fruit. And we were wondering…we were trying to figure out…”
“We wanted to know if you did it somehow,” the first Beast Kindred said bluntly.
“Goddess…” Saber put a hand to his head. “As a matter of fact, my bride and I…” He cleared his throat. “I was, ah, using my Touch sense on her. Which I would never use on anyone else,” he added hastily. “But I must admit that those in the immediate vicinity may be, um, affected when we Touch Kindred make love.” He frowned. “I don’t know why the effect traveled so far, though. Maybe the alloy that makes up the walls of our suites acted as some kind of a conductor.”
“I knew it!” the first Beast Kindred exclaimed. “Brother, let me be the first to shake your hand.”
“What? Why?” Saber looked at him, bewildered, as the burly warrior pumped his hand.
“Why?” The second Beast Kindred laughed. “My Brother and his bride had been fig
hting for days. They love each other to distraction but they’re both very stubborn people.”
“I’m not even sure what the fight was about,” the first Beast Kindred admitted sheepishly. “But your little Touch wave was so potent, we both forgot to be angry.”
“My female and I were affected similarly,” the Blood Kindred put in. “I thought she’d never stop!”
“We just wanted to thank you.” The second Beast Kindred shook his head. “Best sex I’ve had since I bonded my bride to me in the first place.” He shook Saber’s hand as well. “Welcome, friend. I hope you’re planning to stay on board the Mother Ship.”
“Well, I was thinking about it,” Saber confessed.
“Good.” The Blood Kindred shook his hand too. “We’re glad to have you. And I think if this…ability you Touch Kindred have was more widely known and understood, the rest of your people would be welcome here as well.” He smiled at Saber, showing his fangs. “Something to think about, Brother.”
“Well, we’ll let you get back to your bride now.” The first Beast Kindred winked at him. “Have fun!”
The three of them left, still laughing and talking among themselves, leaving Saber to stare after them in bemusement. Finally, the echoes of their voices faded and he shut the door and went back to the bedroom.
“What was that all about?” Lissa asked anxiously. “I could only hear part of it—is everything all right?”
“More than all right, apparently.” Saber grinned at her. “It seems our neighbors in the suites on either side of us got the uh, full effect of our bonding just now.”
“Oh my Goddess!” Lissa’s cheeks turned bright pink. “You mean they…”
“Uh-huh.” Saber nodded slowly.
“That’s…that’s mortifying!” Lissa gasped, putting a hand to her face. “Goddess, I can’t believe this. They must be so upset!”
“Upset?” Saber laughed. “They loved it. They came to thank us.”