Page 19 of Nita’s Bounty
Already set to our biometrics, the door slides open when it senses Nita and me, and the lights flicker on as I make my way to the back where our bunk is. When that door slides open, I stop short.
This is much more than getting our cruiser ready for us.
When I did the walk-through before purchasing it, the captain’s quarters were functional, with a bed large enough to fit Nita and me comfortably and little else. Now the small room has been turned into something unrecognizable from the plain room I remember.
The bed has been made up with soft fabrics in blues and grays. The lighting is set to a warm ambiance, and a bottle of Todella-Vahva and two tumblers are sitting on the bedside table.
Over my shoulder, Nita squirms to get a look at the room, and I don’t miss her soft intake of air when she twists around so she can see what has captured my attention. Or the softly spoken, “Oh, Shuvo.”
Slowly, I ease her off my shoulder and set her on her feet in front of me. I’ll tell her that the crew did this for us later, but for now I’ll gladly take all the credit.
“This is beautiful,” she tells me as I cup her face and then bend down to brush my lips against hers. She lifts herself unsteadily onto her toes, and when I pull back, I smile at the disgruntled little growl she makes at my retreat. Taking hold of her hand, I lead her over to the bed and then pour us each a small amount of the expensive whiskey.
I hand her a glass, and then hold mine up to hers.
To the future we’ll build together.
As if she can hear my throughs, she taps the edge of her glass to mine with a soft ting and says, “To us and whatever lies ahead.”
I watch in shocked silence when she tips the glass back, draining it in a single shot. Almost immediately, her eyes start to water, and she sputters at the fiery burn from the potent spirits.
“Holy shit!” she wheezes. “What is that stuff?”
I take her empty glass and set it on the table beside my untouched drink as the last of my self-control snaps. Crushing my lips against hers, I lap away the remaining traces of whiskey straight from her mouth and tongue, letting myself get drunk off her taste.
My arms circle her waist, and I crush her against me, kissing her deeply as I slowly lower her to the bed. Our clothing disappears, and soon we’re a tangle of arms and legs. Touching. Tasting. Writhing. Neither of us can seem to get close enough.
My claspers unfurl, locking around her and holding her still as I wedge my hips between her long legs.
“Shuvo!” Nita gasps when I slam home, stretching her tight cunt around my thick cock.
Vittu, we’re both so primed, but before I let her come, I need to well and truly claim her.
My cock is hard as alloy as I pull out of her grasping heat.
“No,” she whines, reaching out for me. Trying to bring me back to her.
I flip her onto her stomach and pull her hips up so she’s kneeling with her chest pressed into the bed. With one hand on her hip, my fingers dimpling her soft flesh and the other holding my cock, I slam inside her. All the air rushes from her lungs in a breathy moan. I pull back, but not all the way this time, and then thrust forward again.
Vittu! She feels so fucking good. Her channel clenches around me, and her walls begin to ripple with the beginning of her orgasm. My claspers are digging into her sides, trying to keep her close as I pound in and out of her.
“Shuvo!” My name is little more than a hiss between her lips as I fuck her. “Oh, God. Please.”
My hips are snapping faster as I curl myself over her back.
“Yes! Please, just like that.”
With one hand braced on the bed beside her head, I pull her hair away from her shoulder, draping it on the other side of her. My knees are spread around her, my thrusts turning short and fast. Using the hand I moved her hair with, I reach around to cup the front of her throat. I don’t squeeze; I simply hold her as I lean over her. My teeth are aching as I open my mouth and then strike, delivering my claiming bite in the space where her neck and shoulder meet.
She screams, but it comes out closer to a yelp, and then her cunt clamps down around my cock as her orgasm crashes over her.
Holding her still with my jaws and claspers, I fuck her through the pulsing waves until my own orgasm takes over. A growl rumbles up my throat, and I squeeze my eyes shut. It feels like she’s draining me of my very life force. My name is a breathy cry from her lips as I follow her, tumbling into bliss with her clutched against me.
Moments feel like revs as we come again and again. I spill until we’re coated in each other’s fluids. Until we’re both past the point of exhaustion. Finally, I roll to my side, taking her with me since the hood that flares out around my cock will lock us together for a little bit longer.
I’m holding her against my chest as we catch our breath, and she curls into a little ball. I can’t help but smile as I wrap myself around her. My knees are tucked behind hers, and my arms are banded around her. She yawns, and I can’t help but think that even that is adorable, then Nita quickly drifts off into a deep sleep.
My eyes grow heavy as I wait for my cock to soften enough that I can slip from her body. This, right here, is perfect. With my mate in my arms, my claiming bite on her shoulder, and her body warming my cock. My eyes drift closed, and sleep drags me after her.