I’d closed my eyes, but now I opened them to see where he was pulling my wrist to. That’s when I saw his cock pressed against my belly, and I realized the beautiful warm feeling on me was his cock pressing up against my naked flesh. He didn’t need to pull on my wrist any longer, I reached down and squeezed his cock.
I couldn’t close my fingers all the way around it, but—
Without warning, he pulled away from me, slapping my hand from his cock. With an evil smirk, but a painful longing in his eyes, he raised his hands, and the suit halves raised with it. He clapped his hands together, and the suit halves flew toward me. I flinched, thinking it might crush me, but they slid right onto me perfectly, and then I looked down and saw the halves fuse together as if by magic. Thuliak flicked his wrists, and the gloves flew onto my hands, and then the helmet.
Everything hissed and locked, and then I heard the magnet on the door disengage. Thuliak gestured toward the airlock, and his cock was hangingmostlysoft between his legs again. He grinned.
Shit. Shit.Fuck!
I was tainted! Tainted! My pussy was dripping wet, my lips were parted, and I was trembling with burning desire. I could still taste him—hell, the inside of my suit stillsmelledlike him. I wasn’t even blushing or embarrassed anymore, I justneededhim.
But he was going to go out that door, meet with Emissary Eve, and the only time I’d ever see him again would be on his way back out of the airlock.
Then what would I do? Go to my monthly therapy sessions and fantasize that the therapist’s gloved hands were Thuliak’s? As if such small, soft woman hands could ever rival his bare, calloused ones.
I’d been so naive to think I’d just take a peek at his dick and share it as gossip. I couldn’t gossip now, because it would reveal just how tainted I was.
“Do you know what you just did to me?” I whispered.
“Open the door, Airlock, or they will get suspicious. I did nothing to you that you didn’t want me to do. If this is not true, tell me now and I will kill my organic form right now as penance.”
“You’ll kill yourself if I tell you that I didn’t want it?”
“This form may never force itself on a woman. I would do as I said, human.”
“I wanted it,” I whispered, “please don’t kill yourself.”
He pointed at the door, and I started to pull. The door pivoted open slowly like always, and then faster. The airlock door swung all the way in, and Emissary Eve was the only one standing there waiting to receive Thuliak.
My time with him was over. I’d traded my whole life away for those precious few seconds.
She stood up straight, with her shoulders back and her chest out. I’d been impressed by her poise and control, and I’d even been a little bit scared of her because she’d seemed so much stronger than me. Now though, despite everything she was doing to look strong and ready, I could smell the fear on her—even through the air-tight seals of the suit.
I wanted to warn her, but warning her would be like admitting all the things I’d done wrong. The kiss was already starting to feel like a fever dream, and if I couldn’t still taste the maddening scent of Thuliak’s maleness on my tongue, I’d never believe that I’d actually kissed him. And touched his cock.
I realized I was blocking the doorway, and I stepped out and then aside. Even though I technically wasn’t supposed to talk to Thuliak, I had already, and I felt like it was my job to make introductions from here.
“Thuliak, this is Emissary Eve of High Command, Emissary Eve, this is…”
Her face went white, and then her mouth opened wide. I saw her eyes go down. I saw them widen when they locked onto Thuliak’s cock. I waited for her to look down and away as if she were looking at the sun, but instead her eyes went back up his body. Her dark brown eyesprobedhim. The most intense jealousy and protectiveness I’d ever felt took hold of me, and only my fear of being exiled kept me from putting myself between her and Thuliak and telling her to keep her eyes to herself.
“I am Thuliak,” he said, stepping forward, but favoring me with a knowing smirk before looking respectfully down at Emissary Eve, “Scion of the Renthutak Triumverate, and Captain of the PackshipWrath.”
Oh, so he’s not just a “scion”--whatever that meant exactly in his alien culture—but he was also the captain of that ship?
Emissary Eve’s eyes finally met mine, but they were full of tears now.
“What’s wrong…” I stammered, fiddling with my helmet.
“Keep it on,” Emissary whispered, and then her eyes went up into her head so she could access her implants.
An alarm sounded, and a voice that was much too calm for the alarm started speaking over it. “Attention, crewwomen, High Command has placed this ship on lockdown. Remain where you are. All airlocks will seal in thirty seconds, please gather in the galley and bridge and prepare for an extended lockdown until…”
“Airlock,” she said, but her eyes were back on Thuliak, “I’m tainted. Just from looking at him, I’m tainted beyond repair. Even with all of my hardening and training, I didn’t last a second. How did you…”
She read my face. I was blushing. My lips were still wet. My eyelids were heavy. The only saving grace was that she couldn’t smell Thuliak on me.
“I’m not…” I started, but she was already moving toward the equipment locker.