The Alliance Boxset Books 4-6

Chapter 8-2

Heat burst low in Sula’s stomach and spread lower between her legs when Destin wrapped his arms around her and pressed his lips to hers. She could feel the slick moisture starting to flow and her body ignited with the need to mate. This was a new experience for her, but not one that she was ignorant about.

She had found moderate enjoyment in the vidcom files she told Destin about. It was a standard education for all Usoleum youths. In fact, being the only girl and the youngest of the group, she’d had plenty of opportunities to pillage her older brothers’ collections that they carelessly left lying around.

She remembered the first time she’d observed the vidcoms. Her mother had explained the necessity of such education and encouraged her to ask any questions she may have regarding the use of it when she’d started her fifteenth year of life. Sula always prided herself on being more observant, more studious, and a much faster learner than her brothers, especially Sirius, the youngest male sibling who was a mere five years older than her.

During her time on Earth, she had witnessed some of the humans’ strange behavior and actions. Her new friendship with Chelsea had proved very valuable in learning more about the human culture and their habits. It wasn’t like she’d had much else to do since neither the Trivator commander nor Destin would let her get on with her job. So, she’d spent her time learning about the humans. That learning had included their mating habits.

She had been fascinated the first time she witnessed Chelsea and her mate, Thomas, pressing their lips together. When she asked Chelsea about it, the dark-skinned female had burst out laughing and took her by the hand. They had retreated to a break room where Chelsea explained something known as The Birds and the Bees to a fascinated Sula.

Later that night, Chelsea had delivered a large number of round, silver disks called movies and plugged a box into a large black video screen on the wall of the room Sula had been assigned to. She’d told Sula to have fun and to let her know if she had any questions. Sula had spent the next two Earth weeks binging on romance movies and the educational movies called PORN that Chelsea had dropped off. She had truly enjoyed the romance movies the most, but had saved several of the others for her brothers as gifts.

Now she appreciated the need to view both. The feelings and reactions from her body when Destin touched her made her think of the reaction of the women in the romance movies, but with the intensity of the humans in the educational files. Her breath caught and she briefly wondered if she had forgotten how to breathe when he remained still and she finally worked up the courage to pull down his leg coverings.

His p***s was hard and moved up and down. From her vantage point on the edge of the bed, she could see the veins had filled. Her gaze locked on his ‘mating stick’ as her brothers called it. The memory of one of the women in the educational file leaning forward and swallowing the mating stick flashed through her mind. The man had immediately stilled, his expression twisted with pleasure, and he had encouraged the female to continue.

Licking her lips, Sula gazed at Destin. Her hands moved back up his legs and around the cheeks of his buttocks. A sense of delight washed through her at the feel of hair on them. Her hands caressed them, moving upward to the divide between them before she pulled him closer.

His eyes closed. Opening her mouth, she imitated the movement of the woman that was in the file. A wave of pleasure flooded her at the taste of him and she eagerly opened her mouth wider to swallow more of his length.

Flashing a glance up to his face to see his reaction, she was shocked to see him gazing down at her with a fiery intensity that threatened to scorch her. Her hands instinctively tightened on his backside, her nails scraping against his tight cheeks. He jerked forward before his hands tangled in her hair to keep her from releasing him. Holding her head steady, he began moving his hips back and forth, a guttural groan escaping him. That sound, combined with the grip he had on her hair to hold her to him, and the intense enjoyment of sucking on him, made her body react in an astonishing way.

Sula could feel her n*****s harden and the moisture between her legs increased to the point she could actually feel the liquid soaking her underclothing and leggings. In addition, not only did her breasts ache for some unknown reason, but so did the area of her womanhood. A soft cry of protest escaped her when he suddenly pulled all the way out of her mouth, holding her hair so that she couldn’t stop him.

His faint, harsh words barely penetrated the dazed fog of need threatening to drown her. She tilted her head, staring at him when he stepped back and kicked the clothing wrapped around his ankles to the side. Blinking, her hands rose to stroke her aching breasts as his words finally sank in.

“Now, it’s my turn.”