Resident Alien: Department of Homeworld Security, Book 2 (4 page)

Chapter Seven

For someone from a culture that didn’t exactly have actual sex, Kira sure knew how to kiss. And the way she had gripped him… Every touch, every look was equal parts naivety and confidence. He didn’t know how she pulled that off. His cock didn’t care—it just wanted more.

He was glad his boxer-briefs were still in place. Otherwise, he’d have been tempted to just slide into her. As compatible as their bodies seemed, he wanted to make sure they took precautions.

Gripping her ass to hold her, he leaned forward, then stood. Their quilts fell away as she held onto his shoulders and wrapped her legs around his waist.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“Taking you to the bed.” He started across the room.

“Oh. Okay.” She gave him another of those megawatt smiles. He had to pause for a moment to kiss her properly.

Kira in his arms. He didn’t care if she was an alien or not. She was the person who knew him best in the universe. The person he loved.

He broke off the kiss and carried her to the bed, setting her down on the side closest to his bedside table. The fire he had built up chased the chill from the air, but he left her shirt on to keep her warm. There was still plenty he could do and reach.

Kneeling before her, he ran his hands up her calves then under her thighs. Her lips parted and she hissed in a breath.

“When you take that drug, do you touch each other?” he asked.

“Not like this.” She shook her head, her smile faltering. “It’s more like a lot of awkward hugging. That’s how it always felt to me, anyway.”

“That doesn’t sound very appealing.”

“I only tried a couple of times. I don’t think—” She cut herself off, eyes widening as if she had caught herself before letting a secret slip through.

There was no point for him to try to keep his secrets from her. The technology she had demonstrated already left his
advances
centuries in the dust. No wonder she’d been able to pick up his signal—she was the intended audience.

He hoped eventually she wouldn’t feel the need to keep things from him either. He wanted her to trust him fully, like he trusted her.

“You can tell me anything,” he said. “I thought you knew that by now. Especially with everything you’ve already shared.”

She pinched her lips together so tight they disappeared. But she nodded.

“I’m not…normal.”

“Oh.” Maybe their anatomy wasn’t as compatible as he thought. “If there are things I need to know before we go further, tell me. I can handle it. I just… I want to be close to you.”

“I want that too.”

She put her hands on either side of his face and kissed him again, then rested her forehead against his for a moment. When she leaned back, she had that determined look on her face that he had seen while she was programming her escape capsule to detonate.

“Coalition citizens are genetically engineered,” she said. “Part of that is being designed so drugs like
Coupling
work well with our physiology.”

“That’s profoundly disturbing.”

She let out a snort. “What’s disturbing is that they don’t work on me the way they’re supposed to.
Coupling
is okay if I use it by myself. But
Balance
just makes me feel…weird.”

“Balance?”

“It helps us maintain emotional equilibrium.”

“Your government drugs you to keep you happy?”

This was the worst foreplay ever. But Kira’s desire to stay on Earth made a lot more sense.

“There are septillions of people in the Coalition.
Balance
helps keep the peace. The species that can’t use it are invariably the ones who initiate conflict.”

His stomach started to twist. The aliens he’d thought might take him to a more peaceful society were real. And he wanted nothing to do with them or their version of peace.

Well, most of them. Kira was an exception.

“Peace at that price—” he said.

“I shouldn’t have brought it up.”

She leaned away, frowning, then shook her head.

“How do you do it?” she asked.

“Do what?”

“Manage all of these emotions and still function? How do you have sex when there’s so much conflict? So many thoughts competing for your attention?”

“You’re right. This isn’t the best topic during sex.”

They had plenty of time to talk later. She looked lost. He wanted to help her feel safe and at home, both in his cabin and in her own body.

“We do it by listening,” he said.

That caught her attention. After being on a listening station, he thought it might make the most sense.

He ran his hands along the outside of her thighs. “We listen to what our bodies tell us.”

Her smile returned—the shy yet confident look he loved.

“I am a good listener,” she said.

“Then let me change the topic to something more central to our current interests.”

He slid his hands under her shirt, massaging her hips. She took in a deep breath, then let it out slowly.

“That’s really nice,” she said.

“I’m glad to hear it. What about this?” He brushed the backs of his fingers along her stomach and she jumped, then laughed.

“That tickles.”

“Good to know.”

He increased the pressure of his fingers, gripping her sides and running his hands up along her ribs till they were just below her breasts. Her smile faded and her eyes drifted shut as he cupped her breasts and gently massaged them.

“Um… I don’t…”

“Do you not like it?”

“Oh no. I like it.”

He ran his thumbs over her nipples. She gasped and her eyes flicked open.

Brendan smiled at her. “Do you like that too?”

She nodded. “Quite a bit.”

He rose on his knees and slid his arms behind her back to pull her closer. She bent down and kissed him, running her tongue across his lips. He opened his mouth to her, meeting her thrusts with his tongue, relishing the feel of her, the taste.

Trailing his lips down along her neck, he spent a little time there before moving farther down. He nuzzled her breasts through her shirt and she gasped. He grinned, then closed his mouth over her nipple. He ran his tongue around it, flicking it through the fabric. She let out a moan. Nuzzling her chest, he moved to her other breast to do the same.

“Brendan, I feel…”

He paused and shifted back, intending to ask her if something was wrong, but she grabbed his face again and kissed him. Her tongue delved into his mouth and she scooted closer to him. When she let him go, they were both panting.

“I feel…need,” she said.

He leaned forward, cupping her quim with one hand. Her eyes went wide and her mouth dropped open. He pressed his fingers against the wetness at her core, swirling them around her clitoris.

“Moons! What are you…? That’s…”

“That’s me talking to your body with mine.”

“Yes.” She braced herself on her arms, leaning back and letting her eyes close again.

Cautiously, he slid a finger deep into her. Her breath hitched. He circled her clit with his thumb, slowly moving his hand. When he thought she was ready, he added another.

“Oh… That’s…”

“Only a beginning,” he said.

She opened her eyes, bright with curiosity. He smiled at her, then leaned forward.

Chapter Eight

Kira’s body hummed with pleasure. Her arms tingled, her legs burned, and an ache was building between her legs that she didn’t quite understand. She wanted to throw herself on Brendan, to slide her body against his until she found how they most perfectly fit together.

He had other ideas.

His fingers were moving inside her. She wouldn’t have believed how good it would feel if someone told her people could do this sort of thing. And the external stimulation was even better.

He shifted his thumb aside and leaned forward. She felt her body tense at the uncertainty of not knowing what he would do next, but reminded herself that she trusted him. She trusted him like she’d never trusted anyone before. So when he bowed his head to her, she didn’t pull away.

The first kiss was…remarkable. The tingling she had been experiencing seemed intense to her until the shockwave of his lips on her clitoris rippled out through her, exponentially increasing her pleasure.

Her arms trembled, but she forced herself to stay upright. She wanted to see what he was doing to her, to learn as much as she could.

Her skin was heating, almost like when she used her nanites in unorthodox ways, except there was no pain. Only pleasure. It built as his tongue made quick flicks and slow circles over her clitoris. His fingers kept moving within her, sliding in and out, over and over and—

Something deep within her broke loose. Like a dam that had been holding her back from fully experiencing her body. It vaporized in the heat of the thrumming ecstasy that tore through her.

Her head snapped back as she cried out. Still, he kept going. The stimulus threatened to overwhelm her. How much pleasure could one body take?

And yet, part of her wanted more. She wanted him inside of her, to join their bodies the way
nature
intended rather than the Coalition.

“Brendan,” she gasped. She was practically panting.

He didn’t pause, but looked up at her. Another wave of pleasure wracked her body. At this rate, she was going to pass out.

Or climax again.

His lips became gentler, pulling on her clitoris as he slid a third finger deep into her core. There was no build the second time. The climax hit her in every cell simultaneously. Her blood was alive, her molecules radiating energy. Everything was light and fire.

Moons, she wanted to wrap her legs around his neck and pull him closer.

“Enough!”

He finally stopped, leaning back at her outburst.

She was going to push him to the ground and jump on top of him. But he was still wearing his boxer-briefs.

“Take those off.”

He smiled and said, “Yes, ma’am.”

She pulled her shirt over her head and threw it away as he complied. The air was cold to her heated skin, so she pulled back the covers and crawled to the center of the bed. When she turned back around, Brendan was standing next to the bed completely naked.

Cygnus-X, that cock…

Her mouth went dry and she licked her lips. After what he’d done to her—for her—ideas cascaded through her mind of how she might reciprocate. Even those thoughts made her core clench, surprising her. If thinking about it could cause such a response, what would it be like to actually take him in her mouth?

“I can guess what you’re thinking, but I wouldn’t last thirty seconds right now,” he said. “We have plenty of time.”

He opened a drawer in the table next to his bed and pulled out a shining square packet. For a moment, dread shot through her. Did Earthlings use something like
Coupling
after all?

The change from the near-euphoria of the pleasure he had given her made her dizzy. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly to steady her nerves.

He opened the packet and pulled out a small circle of flexible material. As she watched, increasingly fascinated, he held his gorgeous cock in one hand, then put the circle on his tip. He unrolled the material over himself till his cock was covered in a transparent sheath.

“What’s that?”

“A condom. It helps prevent pregnancy and the spread of disease. We seem pretty compatible, so I figured it would be a good idea.”

“That’s a very good idea.” And one that would never have occurred to her otherwise.

When she was assigned to observe Earth, her system had been prepared to handle the native pathogens, but she had never given any thought to preventing pregnancy.
Coupling
took care of birth control for both parties. But now that she was thinking about it…

Moons, she could get pregnant. She could carry another life within her body.

“Are you okay?” Brendan asked. “You look like you’re about to hyperventilate.”

“I’ll be fine. Those things work, though, right?”

“Nothing is foolproof, but I’ve trusted them so far. If this is too much for you, we can stop.”

“I don’t want to stop,” she said.

She wanted more. And even if his systems weren’t one-hundred percent effective… The thought of a life she made with Brendan did a lot to ease her fears. She wouldn’t be in it alone.

She had a feeling she would never really be alone again after this.

“Kiss me?”

He smiled and crawled toward her on the bed. “Gladly.”

Then his lips were on hers and he was pressing her back against the sheets. Bliss.

He pulled the covers over them as his body covered hers. The hair on his thighs prickled against her legs as he nestled between them. She felt his cock resting just outside her core, waiting, ready to enter her.

Lifting himself up on his elbows, he brushed her hair away from her face. “Are you sure about this?”

“Absolutely.”

“Thank God,” he murmured, as he pressed himself deep.

The experience was revelatory.

Without the drug, she felt every millimeter of contact, even with how quickly it happened. She felt her body expand, her muscles contract around him. Her nerve-endings were already on full alert after everything he had done, and her sheath was relaxed enough to welcome him.

When he was in as deep as he could get, there was no space between their bodies. His stomach pressed against hers, their chests touched so that their hearts rested against each other. He brushed his cheek against hers, then kissed her neck, giving her a moment of stillness, a moment to just
feel
everything.

It was almost more than she could bear. She managed to whisper, “I never knew anything could be like this.”

He kissed her again, and there was so much tenderness and meaning in it. What had he said about handling the conflicting emotions? Listen to her body. She could sense that there was more waiting for them and she wanted to experience it.

He lifted himself on his elbows again as he started to move within her. The entire time, he held her gaze.

She gasped as he pulled himself almost from her, feeling a spike of anxiety at the thought that maybe he was ending their union already, but then he slid back in. She moaned as he filled her again. Nothing had ever felt so good or so right.

She wrapped her legs around his and rested her hands on his back, feeling his muscles flex with his movements. She explored him, letting her fingers trace the valley of his spine and the ridges of his shoulders, watching his expression, catching every hitch in his breath that let her know when she had reached a spot he particularly liked.

It was the very best kind of listening.

Her own body was uncoiling, relaxing with each thrust. At the same time, energy was building in her again. She could feel it pooling in her belly, radiating like starlight from where they were joined.

He closed his eyes and bit his lips, his pace increasing. She sensed the build within him, echoing her own. Running her hands down along his back till she could cup his ass, she focused on the feel of the strong muscles pulling him out, pushing him deep, faster and harder until a sonic boom sounded through her body.

It thrummed and vibrated, shaking loose every tense nerve, relaxing her on what must be a cellular level. She felt his cock pulse within her, echoing the throbbing of her muscles as her body held him within her, keeping him deep.

Brendan let out a huge sigh and lowered his head next to hers. He nuzzled her hair, then moved to her mouth for a lingering kiss.

She hoped it was the first of many more to come.