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  Just as that thought flickered through her mind, she felt the reverberations of the ship as it began to blast off. Excitement surged. She, Jules, who had never even thought she would see another planet other than Earth, was now on her second spaceship this week and off to see a whole bunch of planets!

  While part of her couldn't help but wonder what was happening back on Earth, if anyone was helping those in need, another part of her was thrilled to be on an adventure. New places, new beings, new things to see and do... If this was how traveling made Tarrik feel, no wonder he didn't want to give it up.

  As soon as she thought it, she scowled. She didn't want to feel sympathy for him dammit!

  Pushing any thoughts of the alien male aside, Jules made herself get up from the bed and start unpacking. The sooner she was done, the sooner she could explore the ship.

  ******

  The systems were running perfectly, the entire crew was happy, and Tarrik was feeling a lot better than he'd expected. The only thing that would make this trip better was if Juliette wasn't on board.

  Not that she was in the way. No, she was entirely helpful, going out of her way to make herself useful.

  Tarrik told himself he wasn't jealous over the way she and Mrik had obviously bonded. They definitely weren't behaving as though they were sexually attracted to each other - and Tarrik knew that Mrik would never move on Tarrik's female regardless - but he still got a gnawing feeling in his stomach when he saw them laughing together. It might be more envy than jealousy though... she definitely didn't smile at him that way or laugh with him...

  Not that he'd given her any reason to.

  Because I don't want to, he reminded himself for the umpteenth time. The problem was that saying it wasn't making it true.

  She was beautiful when she smiled. Engaging when she laughed. The rest of the crew definitely liked her, she'd already made fast friends with his maintenance engineers, Lessys and Sasslys, who were both Vloss and mated to each other. When they asked if Juliette had ever seen anything like them before, she said they looked like miniature Godzillas, without the back plates. The whole crew found this hysterical when Myrik looked up what she was speaking of.

  So he wasn't in the best mood by bedtime.

  His mood got a hell of a lot worse when he laid down and Juliette announced she was going to take a shower.

  "Great," he said. And then nearly choked when she started undressing right in the middle of the bedroom. She pulled her shirt over her head, revealing tanned skin, soft mounds of her breasts filling out her feminine support, a gently rounded stomach that he suddenly ached to draw his tongue over... When she began tugging down her pants, he finally managed to find his voice again even if it did sound like he was being strangled when he spoke. "What the gark are you doing?!"

  Juliette glanced at him and he bit back a groan as her pants slid to the ground, revealing muscled legs and tight-fitting panties. The white underwear wasn't the sexiest he'd ever seen, it was more utilitarian than anything else, and yet he found he couldn't look away. The temperature in the room seemed to have risen by a few degrees and his tail was lashing back and forth furiously as his cock started to swell.

  "I'm taking a shower," she said, blinking at him like he'd said something incomprehensible.

  "The shower is in there!" Pointing to the facilities, he shifted slightly to hopefully cover up his growing erection.

  "Why do you care?" she asked, pulling off her support garment. Tarrik almost whimpered as her rounded, full breasts were revealed, perfectly sized to fit in his palm, with tightly ruched brown nipples just begging for attention. His erection swelled to fullness and his tail had taken on a mind of its own - any attempt to control it was useless. "You're not attracted to me, remember?"

  Turning, she bent at the waist to pull her undergarments down, giving him a glorious view of her ass before she sauntered into the bathroom.

  Closing his eyes didn't help in the least. The image of her naked body was burned into his retinas. Gark it, he didn't even want to forget.

  When he heard the water turn on, he did groan, because now all he could think about was the hot water sluicing over her body, caressing her skin the way he wanted to.

  Garking...

  Laying back in the bed, Tarrik jerked off the tunic he was going to sleep in out of respect for her. Immediately he fisted his hand around his shaft and groaned as he began to pump, closing his eyes and picturing her rounded bottom and the little smirk on her lips... the way the water would slide over her breasts and stomach and down between her legs... which he hadn't gotten nearly as close a look of that as he'd wanted to.

  He'd seen images of nude human females though, and his feverish brain extrapolated for him.

  Wet flesh, ripe and ready for him.

  He pumped his cock harder, faster as he imagined her bent over for him, the way she had to take off her underwear, his hand slapping against her ass as he pounded into her from behind, his tail twining around her breasts...

  He wanted her bad.

  Pleasure surged and his jimen spurted, sticky and hot onto his stomach, leaving him only slightly less wound up.

  ******

  Was he... was he masturbating? Jules' paused as she washed her hair, her body flushing as she heard another low masculine groan, just barely audible to her. Yeah, so much for not being attracted to her.

  Of course, she was very much in the same boat. Just stripping down in front of him had given her a little thrill. She’d never known she had a little bit of exhibitionist in her, but she’d definitely gotten turned on feeling his eyes sliding over her naked skin with every article of clothing she’d peeled off. It had made her feeling freaking sexy.

  Knowing he was out there jerking off after the little show she’d put on…

  Well that just made her feel even sexier.

  It didn’t help that she hadn’t gotten laid in… geez, it had been months since her last encounter with the male kind. So she also had a lot of pent-up sexual energy to work off.

  Her hands moved over her body, slick and soapy, touching her hard nipples and massaging her breasts before moving down her stomach. Leaning back against the cool wall, she kept one hand on her breast while the other slipped between her pussy lips. Biting her lip to keep her own moans quiet, she closed her eyes and pictured him coming into the bathroom, watching her touch herself…

  Then he wouldn’t be able to stay back. He’d step in, crowding her in the shower, his body hot and hard against hers as he lifted her up, and she’d wrap her legs around his waist as she slid down his body and right onto his hard cock.

  Shuddering, Jules managed to keep her noises to heavy breathing as she rubbed out a hard, fast orgasm that took the edge off but didn’t completely satisfy her. She didn’t want to take too long in the shower though; she definitely didn’t want him to think she was in here getting off to him… the same way she was pretty sure he was getting off to her.

  Stepping out of the shower, Jules quickly dried off and went into the main cabin. The lights were already dim and Tarrik was on his side of the bed, the sheets pulled up to his waist and he’d built a wall of cushions down the center of the bed. His muscled chest and arms were clearly visible – he’d taken off his tunic and it lay in a crumpled heap on the floor. Had he been wearing anything else? Or was he naked under the sheet?

  Don’t think about that!

  In the dark, her body thrumming with sexual frustration, Jules was no closer to sleep than she had been when the lights had been turned on. Despite the wall of cushions between them, she was far, far too aware of the insanely sexy alien on the bed with her, less than a foot of distance separating them. How much body heat did a Hadesian emanate? Because she swore she could feel him.

  Then she really did feel something, touching her ankle between the sheets, and she shrieked, kicking.

  "Sorry, sorry!" Tarrik's deep voice actually sounded sincere. "That was my tail, sorry."

  Jules' heart pounded so hard it f
elt like it was going to go right out of her chest as her fear of the unknown settled.

  "Well get your tail under control," she hissed at him, pulling her legs up slightly, closer to her body and telling herself that she definitely was not going to think about the possibilities of a tail that had a mind of its own.

  "It's not exactly easy," he hissed back. "I can smell your arousal. So don't bother lying and telling me that you aren't."

  Heat flushed her cheeks and she was very glad the room was dark enough that he wouldn't be able to see her blush. "That's just a physical response - and you were the one who started jerking off while I was in the shower!"

  "You stripped down in front of me!"

  "You said you weren't attracted to me!"

  "I lied, alright?!" There was a strange ominous red glow in the darkness and suddenly cushions went flying. Tarrik loomed over her, wings spread slightly in his agitation. Holy fracking radiation! He freaking glowed in the dark! "I'm attracted to you, okay? That doesn't mean I want to mate you."

  "I don't want to mate you either, you overgrown ignoramus."

  "But you want to fuck me, right?" From the way he said ‘fuck’, she could tell he’d looked up the human word at some point but that it wasn’t terminology he was used to. The glow of his skin brightened a little more, illuminating her body as he taunted her, his own sexual frustration clear on his face. It was eerie and sexy all at the same time and this time when his tail curled around her ankle, the heat of his flesh warming her skin, she didn't jump or kick.

  "Oh shut up and do something useful with your mouth," she snarled back, reaching up to grab his face and pull his lips down to meet hers.

  Chapter 4

  The need riding Tarrik combusted when Jules pulled him into her kiss. She was definitely not a passive kisser - she was a passionate one. Her lips parted and her tongue dueled with his as he settled between her legs. Until that moment, Tarrik hadn't been sure whether or not she'd put on any nightclothes before getting into the bed.

  She had not.

  She was wonderfully, gloriously bare, her body cool against his hot one, nipples rubbing against his chest as he moved over her, his wings in a half spread as she squirmed underneath him. Adjusting his position on his knees, his cupped the soft mounds of her breasts and found them to be the perfect handful he'd thought they would be. Jules moaned against his lips, shuddering beneath him as his flesh heated her.

  Hadesians' body temperature ran hotter than most of the other species in the universe and he'd been told it felt particularly good if somewhat startling at first. Sweeping his thumbs across her nipples, he plundered her mouth, his tail yanking her leg open so the head of his cock could tease the slick lips of her pussy.

  Jules writhed, her hips thrusting up, trying to find more contact, her flesh pleasantly cool across his heated shaft. He pinched her nipples, twisting slightly to add a little bit of an edge to her pleasure, and felt the full body shudder of her response.

  Her nails raked down his chest, and he groaned, his hips thrusting forward slightly, and the underside of his shaft slid through her parted pussy lips, making both of them gasp.

  But Tarrik wasn't ready for that yet. He wanted to take his time and enjoy Jules’ body... more than that, he wanted to tease her and make her pay for her little strip tease.

  Ending the kiss, he began to move his mouth down her body, taking the time to stop and savor her breasts, taste her sweet little nipples. She made the most delicious whimpers as he sucked and nipped at the sensitive buds, while he squeezed and massaged the mounds around them.

  "Oh fuck, Tarrik... would you just hurry up and fuck me?" The note of frustration in her voice pleased him, but he really would have preferred more begging too.

  Besides... fuck her? Already?

  What kind of lackluster mating rituals did humans have, anyway?

  Ignoring her demand, Tarrik abandoned her breasts and kept moving further south, towards the delicious scent of her arousal.

  Her hands came down to grab onto his horns, but that did nothing. She didn't have the arm strength to pull him up when he was intent on going down, and his horns were used for butting... they were only sensitive near the base, which was not where she was gripping them.

  "Dammit Tarrik!"

  Tarrik chuckled, his shoulders pushing her thighs open as his tail slid sensuously up and down one of her calves, and looked up to meet her eyes with a wicked smile.

  "Patience, Juliette," he said teasingly. "Trust me, we'll get there."

  ******

  But would they get there before she exploded?

  Truthfully, Jules was feeling more than a little uncomfortable and not just physically because she was so turned on. She wasn't used to sleeping with the kind of men who took their time. In fact, she preferred not to. When she had sex she wanted one thing and one thing only - her orgasm. Wham, bam, thank you ma'am was her modus operandi when she wanted deviation from her fingers and toys, which wasn't often.

  The last time a guy had actually gone down on her... well, it had been during her one and only relationship which had only lasted until he'd turned her into the cops for hacking. Never mind that he was a hacker too, he'd been a black hat and when she'd realized it and tried to talk him out of his criminal activities (which benefited no one but himself), he'd set her up to look like the perpetrator and then turned her in. By the time the legal tech specialists had gotten everything sorted out and proven that he'd been the one responsible, Carter was in the wind and they'd never caught him.

  He'd just been one of many in a long line of people who had taught her not to trust, but possibly the most painful because he'd made her hope for things she'd never thought she could have. Unfortunately she'd turned out to be right.

  Not that this was the same situation at all, because she and Tarrik had already agreed that this was just fucking, but having him go down on her still felt dangerously intimate. He was determined though and she was so horny she didn't really have the willpower to stop him... especially not when she felt the first swipe of his textured tongue between her pussy lips. She'd already noticed his tongue was a little rougher than a human’s, what she hadn't realized was just what a big difference that would make to her most sensitive flesh.

  "Ooohh fuuuuuck..." The words came out in a long, low moan as his hot tongue began to explore her pussy. Her hands tightened on his horns and now she was using them to pull his head more firmly between her legs as the pleasure shot through her.

  Nice to have a lover who came with handlebars.

  His tail moved over her legs as he feasted on her, winding about her limbs and adding an extra element to her pleasure with the smooth glide of sensation. Jules couldn't help but think about what else his tail might do and that just turned her on even more as she writhed against his mouth, squeezing and pulling on his horns while his tongue pushed inside of her pussy.

  "Tarrik... oh fuck, Tarrik!" Jules cried out as he sucked her clit into the heat of his mouth, searing the little organ with rapturous heat. Her back arched as her climax burst through her, wracking her with shuddering paroxysms, so much more satisfying than the brief orgasm she'd managed in the shower.

  The alien just sucked harder, draining every last ounce of pleasure from her writhing body before he released her clit from his lips, leaving her panting and quivering on the bed.

  ******

  Smugly, Tarrik rose over Juliette as her hands fell away from his horns. Her body was flush from pleasure, her skin temperature much warmer than it had been, and her pouting pussy lips were slick with evidence of her enjoyment. Looking up at him through half-lidded eyes, she had a little, satisfied smile on her lips that just made him feel even smugger.

  That had been her turn.

  Now it was his.

  Tarrik flipped her over, making her squeal in surprise as she landed on all fours before him. Appreciatively, he ran his hands over her ass, which he made sure was high in the air as she braced herself on her elbows.


  SMACK!

  "Ow!" Her reaction sounded more surprised than anything else.

  SMACK!

  SMACK!

  He wasn't really spanking her, just swatting her pretty heart-shaped bottom, giving it a nice blush color. For a moment he thought she'd protest, but after the first few swats she just dropped her hand, seeming to get into it and even lifting her bottom for the next blow. Tarrik grinned and increased the force a little, watching her flesh jiggle with every impact of his hand.

  His tail curled around her thighs, sliding close to her pussy and then away again, teasing her while he spanked her a pretty rose-pink.

  Fisting his cock in his free hand, he gave her another couple of spanks, just to be thorough, before he began rubbing the blunt tip of his shaft up and down her wet slit. The glistening wetness coated the crown of his cock, nice and cool on his hot skin, her softness enticing him to explore more.

  "Oh!" Her soft, feminine moan was music to his ears, although he didn't let her push herself back onto him the way she tried to. Oh no. Tarrik had already figured out that Jules wanted everything to be fast and hard - which he was definitely going to do, but on his timeline.

  His tail unraveled from around her thighs and moved to her waist, winding around her body just above her hips and holding her in place for him so he could tease her pussy with his cock all he wanted, still giving her sweet bottom intermittent swats with the palm of his hand.

  "Tarrik..." There was a plea in her voice as she said his name, which was almost what he wanted to hear from her. He felt her try to move her hips, but his tail was holding her too firmly.

  SMACK!

  "Oh fuck... Tarrik, please fuck me!"

  That was what he'd been waiting for.

  "Of course, Juliette, you only had to ask," he said, not giving her a chance to respond before he was shoving his cock into her slick softness.

  Whatever she might have said was lost in her cry as he impaled her, her muscles clamping down around him in reaction. Tarrik groaned with pleasure as her body enveloped him, delightfully cool and slick around his cock, and his hands moved to her hips, replacing his tail as it began to slide up her body.