Odd Coupling (9 page)

“
I want to couple with you,
Bethany.” His voice sounded hoarse.

The raw depths of his desire came
through in his tone. She was stunned. He spoke the truth. He really
wanted to couple with her—badly.

“
When you say coupling you
mean have sex with me, right?”

He nodded eagerly. “You are ready for
me. I smell your need. Don’t be afraid, Bethany. I won’t hurt you,
and I’ll pleasure you before coupling…” He broke off and groaned
softly. “If you prefer to go to your bed instead, I will respect
your wishes.”

Bethany thought she could clear up the
confusion. “I just thought we could have sex in my bed, that’s
all.”

Her statement seemed to shock him. His
eyes widened as if he was horrified by her suggestion, and his
upper lip pulled back into a snarl. At least he didn’t make any
scary sounds to go along with his obvious disgust. Vren’s head
turned toward the bedroom. Slowly, he gave her a sideways glare. He
shook his head. Bethany suspected the negative movement was more a
reflex than intentional. He blinked several times. She’d also come
to the conclusion his blinking meant that he was thinking—really
hard.

“
Humans couple…have sex…in
the place where they sleep,” he muttered as if
remembering.

“
Yes, all the time,”
Bethany said with an encouraging smile in hopes of convincing him
it was okay.

His eyes narrowed again and his ears
swept back. She knew that look. He was either mad or
suspicious.

“
I did not smell another
male in your bed.”

“
There isn’t one!” It
amazed her how fast he could change the subject. “That’s beside the
point,” she added to redirect the conversation. “Why don’t you want
to have sex with me in my bed?”

She’d almost decided it was too much
trouble, anyway. The only thing that kept her libido humming at the
moment was his heavily-muscled chest with its ripped pectorals
decorated with a pair of nipples surrounded by mocha-colored discs.
She wanted to lick them.

“
My species does not couple
in their sleeping areas.” The sharp tone of his voice left little
doubt about how repulsed he was by the idea. Their gazes locked,
and a soft frustrated-sounding growl came from him. “Could we use
your couch?”

Bethany grinned and threaded her
fingers through his multicolored mane until she reached his ear.
Glad it wasn’t the one near his injury, she slowly scratched around
the base, teasing him. His reaction surprised her. His eyes closed
and he purred. Like a contented lap cat, he leaned into her
fingers. Then, as if he realized what she was doing to him, he
shook his head to free his ear before he glared at her and frowned.
She knew full well he waited for her answer.

“
Yes!”
You big sexy kitty.

His expression was priceless. The look
of relief on his feline face made Bethany laugh. He joined her. The
sound was deep and sexy. It was the first time she’d ever heard him
laugh, and she loved it. Not wasting any time, he carried her to
the living room. She squealed in surprise when he dropped her onto
the couch and crouched between her legs.

“
Okay, caveman, back
up.”

He looked as if he wanted to object,
but he stood and obeyed. Bethany jumped up and slipped off her
robe. His tongue swiped at his lower lip as he intently watched her
every move. She hoped he’d like what he saw next. She grabbed her
shirt by the hem, pulled it up and off to completely bare her body.
His eyes widened.

“
You’re a beautiful
female.”

Bethany smiled shyly, pleased by the
complement. She’d never considered herself beautiful by any stretch
of the imagination. She was the petite little curvy gal with big
boobs. On a larger woman, her breasts would’ve been average. It was
just a matter of proportion, actually. Bethany thought her friends
were all much prettier. She had a heart-shaped face with delicate
features. No glamorous cheekbones, full pouty lips or doe eyes
framed with long, curled lashes. All her friends were taller than
her. Well, who wasn’t? And they were either slender or athletic.
She was short and spunky. At least that’s how most men described
her.

Vren’s reaction was a first for her.
He looked as if he wanted to devour her whole. Empowered by his
response, she pointed at his tapa. “You next.”

He shook his head vehemently. “No. I
want to taste you.”

Bethany crossed her arms over her
chest to hide her breasts. Disappointment battled with frustration
across his expressive face. Impatiently, she tapped her foot while
waiting for him to comply. As far as she was concerned it was a
reasonable request. After all, she was totally nude.

“
We could always go back to
bed,” she threatened.

His response was as unexpected as it
was unsettling. He ran his hands over his forehead, raked his
fingers into his thick mane and pushed the long strands back over
his ears. It gave him a wild appearance. His ears stayed back, and
he growled, showing sharp teeth. Bethany clutched her chest,
suddenly afraid of what he might do. She studied his reaction and
tried to anticipate his next move. Vren’s labored breathing slowed
and his fierce expression softened, lessening her fear.

“
I don’t need to remove the
tapa to couple with you, Bethany,” he gasped. “I want to satisfy
you in every way I know. Please let me. I promise I won’t harm
you.” His tail furiously whipped back and forth.

The very sight made her wonder if she
could trust what he’d said. Green glittering cat eyes stared
steadily back at her, needy and pleading. Bethany barely felt her
knees bend as she sank onto the couch. Even agitated, his powerful
form took her breath away. His physique bristled with muscles, each
group defined in minute detail. Her gaze locked on his ripped sexy
abs. The visual proof of his strength was almost overpowering. One
swipe of his tail could probably knock her down.

“
I want you. Just go slow.”
Her mouth was dry, but she managed a small swallow before she
leaned back on the couch.

Vren stalked her in much the same way
she’d seen her pet cats sneak up on their prey. Only this time she
was the mouse. He stared at her, and he seemed poised to strike, as
if he expected her to flee. Step by step he drew close enough to
crouch between her legs. Once there, his gaze flicked briefly down
to her thighs before he looked back at her.

He placed his hands on her knees and
pushed them apart. Bethany tried to relax and let him take control.
His nostrils flared and he took a deep breath. A low growl started
in his chest and it came forth as a loud, sexy purr when he finally
exhaled. The very sound sent shivers of anticipation racing up and
down her spine.

“
Your scent drives me
insane,” he said with a groan.

He slid his hands along the
tender inner surfaces of her thighs. One finger explored the slit
of her pussy, gently probing to enter. Bethany closed her eyes and
let her head sink down onto the back cushion. She wasn’t sure if
she was ready for what he was about to do. No man had ever
performed oral sex on her. Even if they’d offered, she would’ve
refused. The very act seemed way to…intrusive, but he seemed
determined, and the fact that he thought she smelled good
helped.
What if he hates the way I
taste?
I’m so uptight, I probably won’t
come. He’ll be angry.
Doubts crowded her
mind, and for a split second, she almost backed out until a burst
of confidence overcame them.
Don’t screw
this up, you idiot. A sexy alien wants to make love. Scratch that
thought. He wants to have sex with you. Enjoy it.

She whimpered in anticipation as he
parted her inner lips with his fingers, and warm air blew across
her sex. In the next instant, his hot mouth covered her pussy and
his rough tongue took long laps against her clit. The sensation
sent pleasure radiating outward along every nerve ending in her
body, shocking her by its intensity. Each stroke drove her desire
higher as her body responded in preparation. Moisture flooded her
sex, and he thrust his tongue inside to hungrily lick it away
before returning to mercilessly tease her nub as if begging for
more.

Bethany clutched his head, threaded
her hands through his thick hair and held on tight. Vaguely, she
was aware she’d grabbed his ears, and she caressed them near the
base with her fingers. She was careful to avoid his injury while
she used her nails to stoke him. She didn’t know if that was why he
purred or not, but the vibrations against her sensitive nub sent
her to the very edge of rapture. As he closed his lips around her
clit and sucked it into his mouth, then flicked it, the intensity
shot over the top. She climaxed hard, moaning his name over and
over. At the same time, he forced his tongue inside, and her pelvic
muscles clamped down as if trying to capture it. The penetration
seemed to prolong her pleasure. As the spasms eased, he withdrew
and lapped leisurely at her soaked pussy.

She lifted her head to stare down at
him. His eyes opened to look back at her while he continued to
lick. He purred happily. She suddenly realized she still had a firm
hold on his ears. Bethany released him. She hoped she hadn’t hurt
him, but she hadn’t felt a lump.

“
That was incredible.” She
managed a weak smile.

His eyes narrowed as he reclaimed his
tongue. “Your cream is sweet.” He purred louder. “I could taste you
forever.”

Bethany chuckled nervously.
“Forever?”

“
Between couplings.” He
grinned mischievously.

“
Oh.” She sighed and
relaxed. He moved fast, straightening from his crouch to hover
inches above her. His hips settled between her thighs.
“Oh!”

“
I need you, Bethany,
now.”

His head swooped down and their lips
met. Her taste mingled with his, but Bethany didn’t care. She tried
to wrap her arms around his broad shoulders, but they only reached
halfway. His skin was hot and smooth to the touch. The feel of
rock-hard muscles in his shoulders rippling beneath her palms as he
shifted his weight sent a spiral of desire straight to her core. He
wanted her, and she ached for him to take her. Her pussy wanted to
be filled by his…

The tip of something hard and thick
speared her entrance. She gasped and dug her nails into his skin as
the intruder pressed against her and stretched her channel wider to
allow passage. Bethany held her breath. Somehow, he’d produced a
cock, and he was slowly penetrating her to give her body time to
adjust. He sank an inch and then another before she took a quick
breath.

Vren groaned. “You’re so tight.
So…perfect.” He thrust his hips to drive his mystery erection
deeper.

Bethany moaned as he pushed in and
stretched her in the most wonderful way. He tilted his hips back to
pull out a few inches. She almost whimpered at the feeling of
emptiness, but he thrust back and buried his entire cock inside
her. She cried out from the pleasure mixed with pain of being so
completely filled. He froze to allow her to adjust to his
size.

“
This is difficult for me,
but I won’t continue until you’re ready, Bethany.” His lips were
pressed against her neck, nibbling on her as he spoke. “You can
take all of me,” he murmured, sounding relieved.

“
Oh, Vren, move.” Bethany
urged, frantic to feel the entire length of his thick mystery cock
sliding in and out of her.

At her request, he slowly pulled out
and thrust back to bury his shaft once more, but this time he
didn’t stop. He continued to move, rocking his hips back and forth.
Each thrust sent tendrils of ecstasy shooting outward from the
slick friction his cock created. He hit places inside her she’d
never discovered. Bethany clung to him and let him control the pace
as she rode the wave of pleasure he generated.

After several powerful thrusts, he
ground his hips against her to rub a rough area against her swollen
clit that sent jolts of sheer bliss throughout her tensed body. She
practically clawed him as she arched her back like a tightly drawn
bow, every muscle tensed with aching need to find release. As his
head dipped down to her chest and his rough tongue slithered over
one of her offered nipples, she snapped. Bethany shouted his name
as she came undone, completely overcome by the most intense orgasm
she’d ever had in her life.

*

Vren slowed to enjoy the spasms of her
climax. Her sheath gripped his cock so tight he could hardly move,
anyway. The sensation ripped a growl from deep within his chest.
Bethany was unlike any female he’d ever been with. She might not be
as strong as his own kind, but she was infinitely more sensitive
and responsive to his touch. The fact that her pleasure center was
located outside her channel hadn’t surprised him. He’d known to
expect that from watching the comparative sexual anatomy vids of
humans with other humanoid species. Some of the males who closely
resembled humans eagerly discussed many ways to have sex with the
females. At the time, he hadn’t paid much attention to them. Now he
wished he had.

Bethany had climaxed before him while
they were coupled. A D’Lyrian female wouldn’t have finished so
soon, and afterward she would shove away from the male, whether
he’d achieved his own release or not. Usually it wasn’t a problem
since most males came before the female, anyway, and could always
continue.