Devotion
Authors: Harmony Raines
Chapter Thirty-Three – The Hierarchy
Chosen by the Karal
(Book Five)
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My books are written, produced and edited in the UK where spellings and word usage can vary from U.S. English. The use of quotes in dialogue and other punctuation can also differ.
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© 2015 Harmony Raines
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Okil had other business he should be attending to, but he hadn’t been to Earth for over two weeks and he needed to see Tikki. He could spare an hour before he went into his meeting with the President, which would probably last for the rest of the day. Then he was expected to return to Karal. This was his only chance to see the woman he loved.
He knew the way to her apartment so well, and as he walked, he took in all the noises and smells of this part of the city. It was where the skims lived, and although it wasn’t a particularly pleasant place, he loved everything about it, in the same way he loved everything about the human race.
Crossing the street, he walked quickly to her apartment, pushing the lobby door open and taking the stairs two at a time. When he first came here, he would have attempted the elevator; he soon learned that it invariably became stuck between floors, and the stairs were the safer option, unless you liked being stuck inside a dark box with a stranger.
Not that Okil was afraid, but being in close proximity to humans for a long time gave them time to notice he was different. They soon realised they were in the presence of an alien, and he hated being singled out. Usually people just stared, or wanted to question him about Karal. However, once he had been stuck with two young men who thought he was a freak. And told him so very vocally, their tempers and fists raised when he didn’t respond to their taunts.
Okil was the only one to walk out of the elevator that day. The two others crawled. The stairs meant he never had to go through that again. He hated violence.
A little breathless because of the pollution in the air, he reached Tikki’s floor. An uncontrollable flash of orange skimmed his face as he felt the sudden rush of love and anticipation he always got when he stood outside her door. Today was special, because he had some news. At last, he had been able to secure her a place on Karal. Knocking, he waited impatiently for the next winner of the lottery to open the door.
“Hi,” she said, smiling up at him.
“Hello, Tikki. I have missed you.” Immediately he pulled her into his arms and kissed her long, hard, and fiercely. His hands were roving over her body, feeling the curve of her thighs, as she pressed close to him, his cock hard and erect against her.
“I have missed you, Okil. I didn’t know when you were coming back,” she said when he released her. They moved inside the apartment and closed the door.
“I’ve been busy trying to organise things on Karal. The Hier Council has begun preparations for five deep space missions to look for a new home for humans.”
“That is fantastic,” she said, moving her hand down to cover his cock. “But before you tell me all about it, I would like to do some exploring of my own.”
“I don’t have much time,” he said, his body tensing as she rubbed her hand over the head of his cock, making it strain against his pants, and his colours exploded across his skin in the same way his cock wanted to explode into her hand.
“Then let’s not waste a minute,” she said, her hand going to the button of his pants and undoing it.
“I wanted to talk to you first.” However, he groaned as strong sensations coursed through his body, blocking any coherent thought.
“Shh,” she said, placing her finger against his lips and then kissing them. “We can talk later. Right now, I want to show you how easy Earth girls are.”
He groaned again, deeper, more primal, as she let his pants drop to the floor, and then slipped her hand back over his naked cock, stroking his skin until the first of his pre-come appeared. They didn’t have much time, and he wanted to please Tikki in return. There was only one way this was going to work.
He lifted her in his arms and carried her to the bedroom. There he lay her on the bed, and slowly undressed her, kissing her skin, caressing her breasts and pinching her nipples until she was aroused as he was.
Then he stood up, stripping his shirt over his head and letting it fall to the floor. Tikki knelt on the edge of the bed, her hands stroking his cock before she lowered her head and sucked the large bulbous end into her mouth. Her hand continued to stroke his shaft, her fingers squeezing and then loosing him, nails following the ridges of his erection until he was so close to coming, his body stiffened in response. But he didn’t want to come like this. He liked it so much better when they came together.
Sometimes she cursed the day Okil had walked into her life, but that was only when she missed him so much it hurt like a physical wound. A wound that pierced her heart and drove so deep, she thought she would die from the pain. Then he would come to her, and she knew she would never again find such a sweet man to love. And he was all man, despite being from a million miles away, or more. He was her friend, her lover, and the man she wanted to spend the rest of her life with. If only it was that easy.
With him here in front of her, she wanted to show him how much she missed him. In the same way, Okil always wanted to please her.
He gently lifted her head and she reluctantly let his cock slip out of her mouth. But she knew what he intended and her sex ached for him, knowing what a master he was with his fingers and mouth. Sex itself was never an option. It was strictly forbidden for any Karalian to have sex with a woman from Earth, not until she had gone through the decon’ process and was living on Karal.
It was all they had ever talked about, how she would one day win the lottery and have him as her prize. She pushed those thoughts away, not wanting to spoil the moment. And what a moment it was. Okil unbuttoned her shirt, and then removed her regulation grey pants. In this plain, colourless world, he always made her feel beautiful.
As he moved, she ran her hands over his muscles, feeling the bulge of his biceps and the taut skin that covered his chest. Her eyes fixed on the ribbons of colours that appeared where her fingertips touched his flesh. She kissed his skin, creating fire, red-flaming, tingling against her lips. She stopped briefly when he asked her to ease herself out of her panties. When she was standing naked, she returned to making his colours uncontrollable by licking his nipples, feeling his sharp intake of breath as the sensations flashed through his body.
He groaned, kissing her breasts in response, sucking her nipples until she felt the same as he did, aroused beyond measure. In unison they moved, turning their bodies so that they lay head to toe, bodies facing each other. He lifted her knee, supporting it, giving himself access to his prize. She closed her eyes as he kissed her clit very lightly, and for a moment she let all her senses focus on what he was doing to her. A finger slipped inside her sex, and she heard wet, slick noises as he moved it in and out. Then he slid another one inside, stretching her, his finger curled to graze her inner walls.
As if this wasn’t enough, he then covered her clit with his mouth, his tongue flicking out to torment the sensitive bud hidden there. Kissing, licking, and sucking, he brought her to the edge of her climax, and then he stopped, moving to kiss her thighs. She woke from her dream, her clit demanding, throbbing to be stimulated, but this was the game he played. Okil liked to prolong her pleasure until she was begging him for release. But she could play that game too.
Moving her head forward, she bent to take his cock in her mouth. Resisting the urge to gag when she took him so far in, the large head of his cock banged the back of her throat, but she had done this so many times before, she knew just how much of him she could accommodate. After adjusting to him, she sucked, her tongue rolling over the head, making his thighs tense.
Spurred on, he moved his mouth to her clit, flicking his tongue over it before licking the full length of her slit. She sucked harder, trying to concentrate on her own rhythm while he placed his mouth over her sex and plunged his tongue inside her. In and out, sucking and licking, until she could barely keep herself together, her voice rising to a cry, like a wailing child. And then he stopped.
With her breathing ragged, she kept her mouth around his cock, running her tongue along the ridges, over the head, and then sucking him hard. Tikki used one hand to cup his balls and fondled them, making him twitch and moan in pleasure. The other hand she ran over his butt, her fingertip circling his sensitive hole. She had learned how her alien liked to be stimulated there, and with just the right amount of pressure, she knew he wouldn’t be able to hang on.
Okil returned to pleasuring her clit, his fingers inside her sex, and this time he skilfully took her to the point of no return. She cried out, his fingers rough as they plunged in and out of her, his mouth a machine. Licking, sucking, his teeth grazing her clit until she exploded. Her mouth was insistent; he would come too.
His seed spurted into her mouth and she sucked harder, swallowing it down, her intention to milk him dry. Okil cried out, calling her name, telling her how he loved her. Tikki loved his passion, and she wanted to be with him like this forever, for him to make love to her and to show her his planet. For them to make love under the two suns of Karal and to lie in the fields of green grass, or under huge trees with branches stretching out to shade them.
All of these things they had talked about. And as they finally released each other, both utterly spent, she knew it was the time to tell him she would never be able to go with him. That their dreams were shattered. However, when he pulled her close, her courage failed her, and she selfishly allowed herself a few more minutes of living in that dream with him.