"Two hundred Nobillo, he said?"
"Yes," Lindsay answered.
Sirix frowned. "It might just be hyperbole, but that's a risk we can't afford to take. We send the messengers tonight. But first," He nuzzled Lindsay's cheek, a gesture she returned. It was probably the Bonat equivalent to kissing, she thought. He picked her up and gently laid her in his bed, pulling his blanket up over her naked body. He stopped, his indigo eyes lingering on her breasts.
He pulled up and kissed her lips. It was a bit loose, but, then, he'd only learned what a kiss was less than an hour ago, Lindsay thought. She had no doubt that by morning he'd be kissing like he'd been doing it for years. He did seem to learn very fast.
"I'll be back in a few minutes," he said, pulling away. "Try not to fall asleep on me."
"And what will you do if I do?" Lindsay said, coyly.
"Let you sleep and ravage you tomorrow."
"That answer's a bit tame."
"There will be nothing tame about what I do to you tomorrow."
She smiled, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Maybe I should fall asleep."
"I won't tell you what to do. But if you do stay awake, you can tell me what to do for the rest of the night," he flashed his large canine at her, "and I'll still ravage you tomorrow."
She raised her brows. "I'll get to control the great Bona Serat Corsar for the rest of the night?"
"I will be a slave to your pleasure, alone."
"You make it very hard to sleep."
"Use the time wisely, I'll be expecting your first command when I return." He stood and pulled his pants and jacket back on.
She was pleased to see he chose to go shirtless. She sighed, letting her body relax. She didn't need to think about it, she knew exactly what she wanted him to do when he returned.
She heard him from the flap of the tent. "Get me Mardi, Pamma, Jaralo, and Kadax."
"Yes, Bona Serat Corsar," a guard answered. Probably Hix. It sounded like Hix, her tired brain thought.
She heard Sirix shuffling around for a few minutes as her brain drifted in and out of consciousness. No! Stay awake! she told herself. But she was so tired. She hadn't felt tired a moment ago when he was sucking on her. Mmm... that delicious sensation of his mouth sucking on her nipple. She tried to hold onto it, but the warmth of it only made her contented body sleepier.
A few seconds or, more likely, quite a while later she heard voices.
"I need you to deliver these to the Corsars," Sirix said. "Kadax, did you hear me?" She heard Kadax say something but she wasn't sure what. The words were muffled by the music. "That's not your concern, Kadax."
She turned and opened her groggy eyes to see her four soldiers standing at the entryway. It was clear they could see her. Kadax was staring right at her. Well, it was probably somewhat surprising. Good thing Sirix had thought to cover her or they'd be getting an eyeful of alien anatomy right now. She shut her eyes again, pretending to be asleep.
"Now hurry, there's no time to waste. Send a messenger as soon as you arrive."
"Yes, Bona Serat Corsar," they answered in unison.
Sirix let the tent flap fall and turned back to Lindsay. "And now, it's your turn."
She smiled and pulled the blanket off, revealing her naked body, arching her shoulders to make her breasts all the more inviting. He smiled and, in a second, he was on them, sucking, massaging, his free hand between her legs, playing, penetrating. Her breathing came fast and heavy. Her head lolled from side to side, her eyes closed tight as she enjoyed the building heat and tension within her.
"Ohhhhohhhh!" a shuddering moan escaped her lips as the warmth spread through her and the tension released in a soft orgasm. It felt wonderful as the heat melted away.
"Sirix," she said, taking his hand.
He stopped. "Yes?"
"Get on the bed, it's my turn."
"As you ask."
They switched places, she kneeling beside the bed while he lay on his back, exposing his goncer. She kissed his lips, enjoying his returned kiss. She quickly moved down, kissing his neck, tilting his head back with her nose as she kissed up further. His rough hand stroked her shoulder and back as she did, stopping suddenly when she nibbled on his ear.
"Too hard?" she whispered.
"No. Harder. Higher."
She nibbled harder, going up the edge to the slight point of cartilage that gave the ears of the Bonat a slightly squared appearance. He gasped as she bit down on it, holding it between her teeth. She took it within her lips and began sucking. Sirix let out a groan, the arm on her back pulling her in.
She began massaging the area around his goncer, allowing a finger to slip in as her hand moved around. His eyelids fluttered as a sigh shuttered through him. She gave the point a little firm nibble and let her fingers fall into his goncer, rubbing against the band. His breath came hard and fast.
He pulled her over until her body was almost on top of him. His fingers sought and found her nipples, teasing their tips, causing air to rush from her nose to his moistened ear. This seemed to have the effect of making him all the more aroused. His goncer tightened around her fingers.
She pulled up on the ear and let it slide from between her teeth. She felt the goncer tighten to the point of being almost closed, his chest jumping at the release. She whispered, "I want to hear you howl," in his ear.
She ran her hand over his chest, making sure to hit the white spots. From his low grunts, closed eyes, and contented smile she could tell he had entered into the world of the sublime. Now to push him over the edge.
She nuzzled into his neck and then bit back down on his ear, nibbling hard enough to be almost biting, then she pushed her narrow fist inside of him, running it up and down. Within seconds, his otherworldly howls filled her ears.
After a while, she slowly withdrew her fist; he took it in his shaking hands and pulled it to his lips in something of a kiss.
"I don't know whether to have you honored or banished for that," he said with a smile, his voice hoarse. "There was still light in the sky when you started. How long?"
She lay down next to him, nuzzling his cheek. They shared a kiss. "Maybe half an hour."
"Half an hour? No wonder my throat is sore."
"You know you could have come out of it at any time," Lindsay said, archly.
"But why would I have wanted to?" He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close, nuzzling into her shoulder with a smile of contentment on his lips. "Indsayee." She kissed him and, resting within the warmth of his embrace, she drifted off into a deep sleep.
The sun was shining on her face when she awoke, eyelids fluttering in the morning light. It took her a moment to realize she wasn't in her tent, and that she was being held by strong blue arms.
"Good morning, Indsayee. Did you sleep well?"
"Yes." No. She hadn't. Her dreams had been haunted by the Nobillo prince and his servant. But she didn't want to tell him that.
He nuzzled her cheek, whispering into her ear. "You don't need to lie to me."
"I just didn't want to talk about it. I'd just like to forget them."
"Don't worry, I won't ask you to talk. But I'll be happy to help you forget." He ducked under the blanket.
She could feel his tongue tracing her breasts and down her middle, causing her to laugh as it tickled her stomach. "Sirix!" she cried, gripping his head in her hands.
"Yes?" he asked, peeking out from under the covers.
"Let me use the toilet first!"
