“Good. Lie down. Feet on the edge of the bed. Good girl. Wider. Even wider.”
When she finished complying with my directions, she was bare and on her back, her pussy on display with her knees splayed open.
Picking up the piercing tool, I prepared the small ring to it, I carefully set it over her clit, so it was tucked beneath the hood. I’d never done this before, but all Trion males learned of these skills upon becoming a man. For just such a moment. When the ring was in place, I grabbed the ReGen wand, turned it on and set it right beside her clit as I activated the piercer.
It was over from one second to the next, and I tossed the tool aside, kept the healing wand in place, just in case.
Zara gasped, but she hadn’t even flinched. Coming up on her elbows, she looked down her body at her new adornment. The tiny blue gem that dangled from it the same color as her eyes.
“It’s done?”
“Did it hurt?”
She shook her head, and I tossed the wand away.
Staring at it in wonder, she put her fingers on it, flicked the metal. Gasped again.
Fark, I was going to come in my pants at the sight of her. I wanted to flick it with my tongue, make her come again. But I wasn’t done.
Taking her hand, I helped her sit up. Once again, I dropped to my knees before her. Grabbing the medallion again, I attached it to the center of the chain. Her head was bent as she watched, then when it was attached, I moved her shoulders from side to side to make the chain sway.
“Fark,” I swore. “So beautiful.”
Her head lifted, her eyes met mine. She was crying.
“You are hurting?” I asked, panicked.
She shook her head. “Happy.”
I sighed.
“Horny. God, how am I going to walk?”
I couldn’t help but grin. “Constantly aroused. And wet.”
“Mmm, let me find out.”
I dropped to my knees again, got my mouth on her. At first, I was careful with the new ring, flicking it gently to test her response. She gasped and gripped the bedding. She was so wet, there was too much to lap up. I didn’t even try, only played with her new adornment until she came—which was obscenely swift. Yes, the clit ring was going to be such fun.
I stood once again, set my hands on my hips, took in my sated mate. My cock wept with pre-cum at my skill to satisfy my mate.
“Holy crap, that was intense. On Earth, we get a ring on our finger.” She held up her left hand and waved it about.
“Not very exciting,” I replied.
“This is definitely better,” she said, her voice all breathy. Her skin shone in the light like a pearl with a bloom of sweat.
“So much.”
“I wonder what sex is like with it,” she said, curious. Ah, my mate was insatiable. That pleased me so.
As I stripped off my clothes, I said, “Let’s find out.”
Zara
Isaak was gorgeous. I knew guys didn’t like to be called that, but as I watched him take off his clothes to stand before me bare, cock long and thick thrusting out from the juncture of his thighs, I couldn’t believe he was mine.
All mine. I felt the warm weight of his medallions against my chest. I couldn’t feel the clit ring. It had been as he’d said. No pain. No healing. That ReGen wand was insane. I moved, so I was on my knees on the bed. The action made the dangling chain sway, the clit ring shift. Oh my God. I hoped I got used to them because I had a feeling I was going to be constantly aroused. Sure, the way Isaak’s gaze flared with heat at the sight of his adornments meant he loved seeing me marked as his. But it wasn’t a one-way arrangement. I got pleasure from them too. Every time I moved, I’d know Isaak was mine, that he would only bring me happiness and pleasure.