She had been aboard the ship a fair amount of time when Darla had arrived and had given up on allowing herself to grow remotely close to anyone. She’d seen what the Raxxians could do, so she made herself small and quiet and hoped for better winds to fill her sails.

And now, in the most unlikely of ways, her wish had been granted.

“I’m beat,” she told Darla. “It was a long day. A good one, but long.”

“I hear ya. Go get some shut-eye. We’ll talk more tomorrow.”

With that Shalia took her leave and headed off to sweet slumberland.

Darla glanced over at Heydar across the crowd. He was smiling as the men who had charged the ship regaled him with their tales of adventure. It was a beautiful thing, seeing him actually smiling without any of his usual reluctant demeanor. His gold-ringed eyes darted across the tables and locked with hers, a spark of something viscerally intense flashing for a moment, making her insides feel all sorts of wonderful.

He returned his attention to his newfound comrades, but his eyes continued to meet hers as the evening wore on, an enticing promise of things to come. Finally, after much food, drink, and merriment, the festivities began to wind down.

Some of the men and women, riding the high of their incredible adventure, were seen pairing off and wandering off into the night. Soon enough, Heydar took his leave of his new friends and crossed over to Darla.

“Malaika,” he said, reaching his hand out, wrapping her smaller one in a warm and powerful grip, pulling her to her feet and drawing her close.

There was no mistaking his intent, and Darla was positively wet with anticipation as he led her from the gathering. They had barely entered the general’s former quarters and shut the door when he could hold back no longer.

“I must have you,” he breathed heavily in her ear, his rumbling declaration of intent sending shivers through her body and making her knees weak with want.

He picked her up as easily as ever and laid her on the general’s desk, pulling her trousers off with one fluid motion and tossing them aside. There would be no folding of clothing, his passion was far too high to be derailed by something so trivial.

Heydar’s pupils were dilated with lust as he latched his mouth onto her vulva. Now was not the time for slow teasing and delay. He had eaten a satisfying meal, but he was still quite hungry for something altogether more satisfying.

His tongue darted out, parting her folds with ease, electrical shocks of pleasure jolting through her body as he let out a low groan of pleasure, lapping up the juices flowing from between her legs.

“Oh my fucking God!” she gasped as his split tongue found her clit and worked its magic. “I’m going to come!”

The orgasm hit her fast and hard, her legs shaking as the hot bliss spread out to her limbs, her whole body tingling with pure joy. He didn’t stop, however, but rather eased up his approach, settling into a gentle suction on her clit while his talented tongue softly pulsed against it, drawing yet another orgasm from her sensitized nerve endings.

He slid his tongue lower as she breathed hard, working to regain her vision. Darla felt the fluttering of his tongue move inside of her, parting her lips and slipping in with the most divine sort of pressure she could imagine.

She pulled her hips back and pushed his face away. Heydar looked up at her, his lips glistening with her juices. She grabbed him hard and pulled his mouth to hers, tasting herself on him, reveling in every second of it. Darla broke their embrace and flashed a wicked look, then pushed him up to standing, sliding his trousers down and freeing his straining cock.

It was beautiful. Fully erect, an intense heat radiating from every inch of him so close to her face, a drop of pre-cum glistening at the tip. She licked her lips greedily and took him into her mouth, the salty taste making her salivate with desire.

Heydar wasn’t the only one who was hungering for more.

She moved her lips over the head of his cock, applying pressure as she slid from the head to the shaft, sucking hard and making even more blood flow to his engorged manhood. Heydar groaned and wobbled slightly, overcome by the skill with which she worked him in her mouth.

Darla pulled him deeper, feeling the hot, swollen ridges ringing his cock slide across her tongue as they slid deeper into her mouth until he pressed against the back of her throat. It had been a long time since she’d been with anyone remotely this well-endowed, but her body remembered what to do.

Darla took a deep breath and relaxed her throat, pulling his cock even deeper, sliding it in until her face pressed against his pubis. She darted her tongue out, teasing his balls and the base of his shaft then pulled back with a happy, wet smacking sound before plunging him back into her mouth again.

Heydar’s groans increased in volume, a small trickle of pre-cum dripping into her mouth as his hips involuntarily bucked when she took his full length once more.

Darla felt something tingle on her nose and pulled back. It was the small rune on his pubic bone. It was swirling now, active and in motion. She wondered if that was normal, just as she wondered what those hot ridges would feel like as he thrust inside her.

Darla’s juices were flowing onto her thighs at the thought of it. She sucked hard a moment longer then pulled free, grabbing his cock with her hand, pulling hard.

“I need you,” she gasped.

Heydar didn’t need to be told twice. He pulled her to her feet and yanked her top off as he stepped free of the trousers pooled at his feet. In a flash she was in his arms, carried to the bed, his mouth biting and sucking on her neck, trailing lower, teasing her nipples as he laid her down, devouring her with his eyes.

The bed was a little small for two, she mused for an instant, but they would sure as hell make it work.

He rested his weight on his arms, hovering above her, his rock-hard cock laying against her clit, the heat of it making her jump from the contact. Darla’s hips gyrated with a will of their own, grinding against him, feeling his ridges slide up and down against her, each one making a body shaking thump as they impacted her sensitized flesh.

Despite her prior orgasms, Darla simply couldn’t wait much longer. And judging by how hard Heydar’s cock was, neither could he.

His mouth lingered over hers, each of them breathing the other out and in, sharing breath, their eyes locked in a lovers’ gaze. A delicious, wicked little grin tickled the corners of his mouth, making Darla wonder what exactly he was thinking. A moment later she found out.

Heydar wrapped his massive hands around her wrists, pulling her arms up over her head and pinning them with his weight. With anyone else she might have felt a twinge of concern, but not with him. Not now. She was under his control, and she loved it.

He moved his hips, pushing his cock lower as his thick legs pressed hers apart, moving up and down, the tip of his cock teasing her clit and drifting to her soaking pussy. Finally, even he could take no more.

Darla gasped as his massive cock head pressed into her, forcing her vulva to stretch wider than she’d ever been to accommodate his girth. He watched her with laser focus, gauging her reaction, holding back despite his desire. A little smile spread across her lips. She was okay.

Content she was only hurting in the best of possible ways, he slowly pressed his hips forward, driving each raised ring on his cock into her, their entry making her whole body buck and twitch as he penetrated her fully.

Darla’s mind was a million exploding stars of pleasure, her body one with the universe as she felt every ridged inch of his heat moving inside of her. Involuntarily, her whole body clenched around him, her muscles feeling like steel cables with their strength as she gushed from deep inside, a massive orgasm the likes of which she had never experienced engulfing her every fiber.