Page 44 of Yorix

“So you have. So what are you going to do now?”

“My mate said she was hungry for my cock, so I shall feed her.” He stood, pulling his waistband down, shucking them down his legs before kicking himself free. He knelt down once more, this time positioning himself so his cock hovered over my lips. ”Open.”

I stuck my tongue out, licking the bead of precum I found on his slit. As always, he was salty, slightly musky, and a vague taste of something almost fruity. I sucked his crown in, needing to taste him even more.

“Fuck!” he shouted, throwing his head back. ”Too good,” he panted.

I bobbed my head, needing to drive him as wild as he made me feel.

“Enough!” he cried out suddenly, pulling his cock free. “Need to be in you.”

“Yes, fuck me, Yorix!”

He scooted back, one hand on his shaft, sliding up and down slowly to spread the moisture seeping around the fine scales. Scales which i knew would rub me in all the right ways as he fucked me.

“I’m going to stuff your hot, wet pussy full of my cock and ride you until you scream.”

“Yes, please,” I whimpered as he lined himself up and with a single thrust, filled and stretched me.

“Always so tight,” he panted, pulling back and thrusting back in, setting a fast, hard pace that left me gasping. He leaned down, capturing a nipple in his mouth and began sucking and nipping and licking.

“Yorix!”

He lifted his head. “My starshine.” He captured my lips, slipping his tongue inside, mimicking how he was plundering me below. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, trying to anchor myself, to savor the sensations that coursed through me. He knew how to play my body like a fine instrument and it sang for him, reaching a crescendo that sent me tumbling into an abyss that exploded into a white nova.

I came to cuddled against his chest, his hand stroking my hair.

“Still hungry?” he asked with a naughty quirk of his lips when he caught me looking up at him.

I didn’t get a chance to answer as the ship suddenly lurched.

“Warning: unknown vessel attacking. Shields up and at eighty-five percent.”

He rolled away from me, scrambling down the ladder before my mind could finish processing the computer’s announcement.

I swallowed down a lump of fear as the words permeated my brain. We were under attack by someone not even the Mylos knew.

“Shit!”

I grabbed some clothes, hurriedly putting them on before snatching a pair of Yorix’s pants to take with me.

“Strap in!” he shouted at me as I reached him. I dropped his pants onto the floor and grabbed a cowering Charlie, stuffing him into one of the passenger seats and making a muddled mess as I buckled him in the best I could.

“Rowrrr! Pffft!”

“Sorry, buddy, but I don’t want you flying about and getting hurt,” I said, stumbling as I tried to keep my balance as our craft shuddered and lurched.

“Shields at forty-three percent.”

I didn’t want to know what would happen if they failed. I had a sneaking suspicion already that involved a kaboom.

“I’m going to try to set us down on the moon,” he said. “I’ve already sent a data packet with the distress call. If we can manage to hide from them until help can arrive, we should be okay.”

“But won’t it take five days?” I asked, sitting down and doing my best to fasten my harness properly.

“We’re on the edge of our explored space, but not beyond it. There will be an outpost or patrol closer than that. A day or two at most, with any luck. It’s going to be a rough landing, however, as they've damaged our landing stabilizers.”

That still sounded like shitty odds but getting exploded into atoms sounded even worse.

“Okay, do it,” I said, clicking the last buckle together. Amazingly it all looks correct. Maybe I'd survive what sounded like a crash landing, after all.