and enjoying occasionally reaching around to flick his nipples in a teasing manner. Every time she did so, his cock twitched.
As hobbies went, teasing your lover in the shower should always make the top five. It was simply that important.
Her slick hands worked around to his cock and the tight balls just under the shaft. He was a clean freak and so she was taking care to get his shower just right.
“You delight in teasing me.” His harsh growl made her grin.
“I really do.” She pressed her breasts to his back and slid herself over the marks on his spine.
It was a meeting of equals now. Their bodies were matched by damage and survival and as Niiko joined them each time they had sex, their responses were now keyed together by power.
She laughed as she ran her nails lightly down his chest and he arched against her. He spun in place and lifted her, slick and kicking, into his arms.
“Enough teasing. Since you are feeling better, we had better take a soak before we consider getting back to our residence.” He simply walked with her to the edge of the pool and jumped in.
She spluttered as he continued to hold her, her jaw just above the water.
When he moved back to have a seat on the ledge, she shifted to straddle him, slipping the head of his cock into her and beginning the glow of power in them both.
Silari moved down as he thrust upward and she rode him in a slow, deep rhythm while the water around them started to bubble and churn.
Like the body in her dreams, her scars lit from within and Maksuan’s did the same. When she looked into his eyes, Niiko was there and in the reflection of her own features shown there, she could see the Planet burning in her own eyes.
Power began to spike and twist inside her. New nerve endings, new patterns of pleasure glowed within her and showed on her skin.
She started to move faster when Maksuan rubbed her clit with two fingers and she froze in place the moment that her orgasm struck, the energy of Niiko flowing between them at all connected points and magnified by the water. He gripped her hips and groaned as his body spilled inside her. How long they were locked together, she didn’t know, but when she came back to herself, she was cradled against Maksuan’s chest and smiling into his shoulder.
“How much more time do we have?”
“Two days. We can do whatever you wish.” He stroked his hands down her slick back in a tireless motion.
She looked up at him with a timid smile. “I have an idea, but you might not like it.”
His gaze was curious. “Tell me.”
With him still inside her, she outlined her request and though a fine tension ran through his body, he agreed to take her where she wanted to go.
A less formal robe was waiting for her on the bed. “How does he do that?”
“The ways of our Planet are his own. I only know that, somehow, he manages to make beds, cook food and fetch clothing when we are in his heart.”
Silari slipped into the blue robe and wrapped the sash around her until she was supported and snug on all sides. “How do I look?”
He was back in his normal white shirt with flowing black trousers. “You look lovely, as always.”
For some reason, when Maksuan said it in that husky voice of his, she believed it.
The sandals that were next to the bed came up to mid-calf when she had finished the laces and buckles. She wished that there were a greater leather-to-exposed-skin ratio, but they were typical Yeruan footwear, so she was going to keep her opinion to herself.
“Thank you. You look stunning yourself. Are you sure that you are willing to do this?”
“If you ask it of me and it is possible, I will do it. I know you would not ask lightly.” He pressed a kiss to her cheek before he started to bind up his hair.
“Why are you doing that?”
He smiled. “When visiting relatives, it is advisable to not give them anything to pick on, or so has been my experience. This is a pre-emptive move on my part. You are an alien, they