Chapter Ten
We were on the bridge, and had barely entered light speed, with ten days ahead of us.
Well, I was on the bridge with Bellona, the others were in the nursery with our babies.
Bellona said, "It's done," in her usual sweet tone of voice, but I could hear the conflict in it. The future looked bright for us, but I felt that same doubt and regret abandoning the Earth. Still, all we could do is what we could do, we couldn't force them to accept us and our version of justice for the truly evil humans among the rest.
I pulled her onto my lap, and I gave her a sweet kiss.
"You're a miracle. Our new world will be amazing, and a place our daughter can live without fear and will be able to flourish."
She smiled at my attempt to cheer her, "I love you, Paul."
I kissed her again, and sighed as she wiggled to get comfortable, or to tease my cock with her tight ass, it could go either way with my sweet Bell. I loved her long bright red hair, mischievously beautiful elfin face, with that smattering of freckles around her nose.
Her petite lithe body, with the exception those too big for her frame C cups felt wonderful in my arms, not to mention that perfectly supple and adorably petite and sexy bubbled ass wiggling on my cock.
Her green eyes were filled with lovingly mischief, as she nipped my lip.
"Tease," I accused lightly.
She grinned naughtily, and slid off my lap, and between my legs with a challenging look in her eyes.
I just watched, mesmerized, as she took my half hard cock out of my pants, and she nuzzled it with her nose and cheek.
"A tease, master?" she asked mischievously, and quite provocatively.
She gave my tip a butterfly kiss, and her tongue whipped out to tease the slit for a split second.
"Fuck, yes, I love that about you though."
She giggled sweetly, and she spoke in a sweet voice that for some sick twisted reason rivaled the sexy sultriness of Emma's voice in my mind, when it came to dirty talk. She sounded innocent, playful, and it was just so wrong and so hot at the same time, I got instantly hard.
"Your cock loves my naughty lips, doesn't it? It belongs there I think, in my mouth, sliding along my tongue, and taking its sweet pleasure from my tight little throat?"
She sucked the tip, and then nibbled playfully and very softly.
"Fuck, Bell."
She nuzzled my cock, "Fuck... Bell, what, master?"
She teasingly sucked the tip lightly again, and swirled her tongue around the tip, then popped off and looked up at me.
"I love your sweet lips around my cock."
She bit her lip and looked up at me with those lovely light green eyes, as she opened up wide, and slowly took my cock into her mouth. Her tongue expertly teased the bottom of my ridge, and then slathered my length as she just kept going. She swallowed once to take me into her throat, and then moaned softly in pleasure as her nose hit my abdomen.
Fuck.
She pulled away, and she popped off my cock again. Her hand wrapped around me, and started to stroke lightly, her spittle more than enough lubrication.
"Like that master?" she asked in a deceptively innocent voice.
Fuck, she loved to tease me, and I had to admit I loved being teased. It drove me crazy, and I fought the urge to grab her hair and take her mouth, because if I let her tease me it would be far more intense than that at the end.
Plus, I'd feel like a dick if I did that, Mia enjoyed being used, and got off on a good face fucking. My sweet Bell didn't, she liked it gentle and teasing.
"Exactly like that, please Bell."
She grinned naughtily, "Please what?" she asked, and then licked my cock from base to crown, and back down again, only to lightly suck in one of my balls as she looked up through her eyebrows in coquettish innocence.
"Please, suck my dick, before I lose my mind."
She giggled, and then sucked on the side of my dick playfully, as she ran her lips up and down. It was surprisingly enjoyable, but also a major tease, while technically doing what I asked of her. Still, she didn't do that for too much longer before she kissed the tip tenderly, and then gazed up at me with joy and love in her eyes.
She fucking adored me, and she loved that I let her be herself and tease me when the mood hit. As much as she loved me for putting up with her intense war goddess aspect of personality when we played paintball.
Then I gasped, as she took me into her sweet, wet, and hot mouth, and she moaned in profound pleasure as I popped into her throat. Her eyes lost her teasing look as she looked up at me with adoration, devotion, and there was pure joy in her eyes as she started to bob up and down my whole length. Her lips, suction, tongue, and throat worked my flesh in perfect harmony to blow my mind, as she made love to my cock with her mouth.
"That's it, my sweet Bell, fuck you feel so good around me. Such a sweet and naughty mouth, perfect around me, giving me what I want, what I need."
She moaned deeper at the praise, and she sped up. She stopped taking me as deeply in her throat, as her hand wrapped around the base, and she started to bob her head even faster, as she used her hand to milk me firmly and twist at the top as her tongue swirled my tip.
It was more than intense, and I was lost in her eyes as my hands caressed her head and hair, as I felt myself rocket toward my release. I was so fucking close, when she popped off my cock, and started to nuzzle it again with a naughty teasing smile and adoration in her eyes.
That look was almost enough to send me over, but not quite.
Fuck, my sexy Bellona was going to kill me, but when she finally did let me come, almost a half an hour and four more orgasm denials later, it was one of the most powerful orgasms I'd ever experienced as she lovingly swallowed my seed, and her body shook against me with her own release, triggered by my own.
Then she lovingly cleaned me up, put me away, and crawled back onto my lap to cuddle.
"You really enjoy that," I said contentedly, as I stroked her hair.
She bit her lip, and nodded, "I live for it master, I truly do. To tease and please you, it's my favorite thing. I love the way you look at me, with so much love and patience, so much amazement. The way you feel in my mouth, the way I feel doing it, and the noises of pleasure you make at my touch."
"Favorite? Better than teasing me with regular sex, riding on top? I know you love that too."
She tilted her head, "Yes. And no. Obviously, the latter brings me more physical pleasure, so I like normal sex better for that reason. But the other is more emotionally fulfilling for me, transcendent even. It's a lovingly devoted service to you, while also being allowed and even encouraged by you to express my teasing and mischievous nature so freely. In that sense nothing is better than me being on my knees for you."
I sighed in mock anger, "Now you've done it."
She looked into my eyes, "What, master?"
I shook my head in faux disgust, "I'm hard again."
She giggled, and wiggled on my cock, "I noticed."
Dear god, they were going to kill me. The weird thing, that speech didn't make me feel any guilty twinges at all about how they were made to love and serve me. There'd been far too much joy and dreamy contentment in her eyes and voice, how could I possibly object?
"Master?" she asked.
"Yes, Bell?"
She said sweetly, "Well master, I am wearing a skirt, for your convenience, master."
"Right, good call."
"Master?"