“Just tell me.”
He shook his head.
“Dhiro, I will never allow you to touch me again if you don’t tell me what you desire.”
The threat felt real, and Dhiro couldn’t stand not touching her again. There was no way he’d be able to survive that kind of loneliness.
“I … I want to feel your mouth wrapped around my cock. You have such beautiful hair. I’d like to hold it as I feed my dick into your mouth. I have watched you eat, the way your eyes close, and your mouth salivates with pleasure. I’d like to fill your mouth with my seed and watch you swallow every drop.”
There. His shame was out. A dread he’d never known weighed heavily on him.
Ella chuckled.
As reactions went, this was a new one, and he jerked his head up, frowning at her. “You’re mocking me?”
“No. I’m not mocking you. I just…” She stepped toward him, and he gasped as she sank to her knees. “Your desires are very human.”
“I am not human.”
“But you want what you want. I’ve never done this before. But I’ve seen it done, on film.” She must have seen his displeasure. “Porn movies. On our human world, men and women come together, having sex, mating for the sake of the camera. There are some that also have blowjobs, a woman sucking a man’s cock. Or you could have man on man, or woman on woman. There are a lot of combinations.”
“You’re enjoying this?”
“What? Having you completely clueless while I fill in the blanks? Yep, not going to deny it. I think this is awesome.”
He gasped as she went to the waistband of his pants, releasing the catches. Dhiro was tempted to stop her. His selfish desires were his own. Not ones to be shared.
Mating with her, getting her pregnant, that was the priority. He could wait. There was no room for his pleasure.
Ella pulled his underwear down, and his cock sprang forward.
He was harder than normal at this stage. Pre-cum leaked out of the tip, and there was a lot of it. He was far bigger than any human male, every single part of him was.
“You’re going to have to tell me if I’m doing this right.”
Dhiro had no words as her mouth covered the tip of his cock. Then he felt the warm, wet heat of her mouth as she slid down, taking more of him inside her until he hit the back of her throat.
Her hand wrapped around his length as she couldn’t take all of him.
She closed her eyes, and for a few seconds, moved up and down his length. It was the most amazing feeling in the world. She sucked a little harder, taking him as deep as she could get.
Seconds passed, and she pulled off, licking her plump lips. “How was that?”
“Please, don’t stop.”
She smiled. “Then tell me, Dhiro. Tell me what feels good and what doesn’t. I want to give you this pleasure.”
Everything felt good. It was more than he ever expected to experience with a woman.
She took more of him into her mouth, and even as she moaned, the vibration up his length had him tensing. He wasn’t a young boy unable to control himself, but under Ella’s skilled mouth, he was close to filling her throat with his seed.
Remembering what he wanted, he sank his fingers into her hair, winding it around his fist, holding her as he began to explore, pumping his hips, making her take him just a little deeper. When she gagged, he pulled back, giving her a chance to become accustomed to the feel of him.
She was amazing.
The pleasure flooded his entire body.
Her moans echoed around the room, and what was more, Dhiro had no choice but to join her. His arousal began to build, and as he pumped into her mouth, he knew he should pull out, bend her over, and finish deep inside her, but he didn’t.
Dhiro slammed inside her mouth. This time, he hit the back of her throat and went a little deeper, growling as he came, her throat working him as he spilled his seed into her as it dropped straight down her throat.
****
A few days later, Ella sensed Dhiro’s troubled thoughts. Ever since she had sucked his cock and swallowed his cum, he’d been different.
She’d loved the entire experience. Had found it to be so hot, so sexy, and yet, Dhiro hadn’t touched her. In her mind, it had bonded them deeper, but maybe she was wrong.
Ella didn’t know how to tell him that her menstrual cycle was already late, or that her breasts had started to get fuller and more sensitive. There was a high chance she was already pregnant.
His mission was accomplished.
She sat in his garden, one of her favorite places. Not that she had a choice. Dhiro rarely took her anywhere since their adventure at the mines. They never went out to dinner. He refused visitors. Her curiosity to explore his planet had to be doused until things were safe. Would they ever be safe for her?
In a way, he’d taken her completely captive. The chance to explore his wonderful planet had come to an end. She felt like an extinct animal in a zoo, an oddity, something to be preserved and nothing more.
Now, after she’d given him pleasure, he pulled away from her emotionally. It was like she didn’t exist in his world, and sadness swept over her like a tidal wave. The pain was intense and acute.
He worked during the day at his home. Locking himself up in his office.
Dhiro always gave her something to do. New pieces of rocks and trinkets for her to investigate with the microscope he’d given her.
Just yesterday, he’d also presented her with a telescope to look up at the stars and the moons. The loneliness ate away at her.
She placed a hand on her stomach. He wanted a baby so much. Had he given up hope? Had he hated her giving him pleasure so much that he had no choice but to ignore her? Was this punishment?
Ella hated when he used their differences against her.
The pain was too much.
Leaving the garden, she went to the bedroom.
He still held her throughout the night. She couldn’t sleep without his arms to give her comfort. Nights had always been hard for her back at home.
Wrapping her arms around her waist, she kicked off her shoes and crawled on the bed, feeling tired.
She didn’t know if she should ask him for a pregnancy test. They would finally find out the truth, but she had a feeling she already was. The changes to her body, although slow, were happening. Her appetite had increased as well.
Time ticked by. She stared at the clock, her thoughts drifting to the past and future.
After a few hours, she heard Dhiro walking around. The usual sounds came from the kitchen, letting her know dinner was being cooked. He took care of her physically, but she needed more than her basic needs met to be happy.
She stayed in the bedroom, hunger meaning nothing to her.
He didn’t seek her out.
Grabbing his pillow, she held it close to her body, hating her own hope for putting her through this. She thought Dhiro was different. He’d claimed to be so.
How could he be different when all he seemed to be doing was ignoring her?
“Ella, here you are. You were not out in the garden,” Dhiro said. “Dinner will be ready in ten minutes.”
Tears filled her eyes. “I want to go home.”
She hadn’t meant to say the words, but they left her lips in a rush. Other than biting her lip, she made no other sound to take them back or to apologize.
Dhiro moved to her side. “Ella, what is the matter?” He placed his hand on her forehead.