think I have ever needed anything so much in my entire life.”
If it had been anyone else, at this point Aleaha would have called her guards to drag this oaf off her. The problem was that being dragged off a woman does tend to dampen a man's passion and Aleaha did really need to have sex with this man. She could lie about how wonderful the experience was. She could exaggerate other details also. How could she lie about having sex with him when she didn't? Even though her guards were closed mouth as a rule, this would get out. Aleaha did know a couple of places to hit a man guaranteed to leave him rolling in pain, but that didn't seem quite fair. He wasn't trying to hurt her and he had saved her father's life.
The best thing to do was to lie back and let Nesslun do whatever he wanted to do. Then after he was done and they had talked for a while [Aleaha really did want to find out about that other scar] she would go for a steam and a really good massage. If she was lucky a party might still be going on where she could find someone interesting to have sex with.
Aleaha controlled her anger and made herself calm down. It wasn't so bad. Nesslun was doing some interesting things with his lips and tongue on her neck and she rather liked the way his fingers played along her vagina. She was certain the feeling in her arm would come back.
The tiny orgasm was a pleasant surprise. Nesslun entered into Aleaha and began pumping with a practiced motion. Aleaha expected him to come momentarily and she was preparing a strategy to catch and hold his eyes. She wanted to see the spark when Nesslun ejaculated.
When the orgasm started in her toes it was a complete shock. She had orgasms like this before, but they had always been drug induced. Having an orgasm like this without drugs didn't seem possible. It crept across her feet, through her ankles, and up her calves. As it started to enter her thighs Nesslun told Aleaha how beautiful her eyes were. “He wants to watch,” she thought “Nesslun knows am I am about to have an orgasm and he wants to watch the spark pass through my eyes.” She didn't want him to. It was too personal.
The orgasm was at the top of her thighs, it was going to be huge. She knew the top of her head was going to blow off. Nesslun bit Aleaha on the nose. In spite of herself, she looked up to glare at him. They locked eyes and she couldn't look away. The orgasm crested, the wave of pleasure hit her, and Nesslun saw the spark pass through Aleaha's eyes. She had never felt so vulnerable, so helpless, so naked before.
Then he smiled. Somehow Bob smiled with her, not at her. It made everything alright. As the afterglow started Aleaha only wanted to lie still for awhile and to be kissed and cuddled and held. Bob wasn't done. He hadn't ejaculated. Hadn't had his orgasm. She let him continue to pump. As she lay there, Aleaha decided that her maids would have to wait at least one more day to get their hands on this man.
When the next orgasm started it was beyond belief. It started from Aleaha's toes and from her fingertips. She knew this could be done with a careful combination of sexual drugs at almost lethal doses. One half went fingertips, wrists, arms, shoulders, and upper chest. The other half went toes, feet, ankles, and calves. As the orgasm traveled down from her lower abdomen and up from her upper thighs Bob was pumping as fast as he could.
Aleaha felt that peculiar quiver that meant he was about to have his orgasm as well. She caught and held his eyes. Bob reluctantly let her. It was as if he was surprised that she was interested in looking into his eyes. If Bob had looked away Aleaha was prepared to bite his nose completely off to regain eye contact.
As her orgasm crested Aleaha could feel the force of his ejaculation deep inside her. Their eyes locked. Each of them could see the spark fly through the other's eyes. It was as if their naked souls had jumped out for a moment to fondle each other. It was magic.
Bob collapsed on top of Aleaha and she could barely breathe. That was okay, everything was wonderful. Bob pushed himself off Aleaha, smiled, and pushed her mouth open with his tongue to caress her tongue with his own. Then he started sucking on one of her nipples. Aleaha had a life where she had always gotten what she wanted, when she wanted it. Aleaha wanted to do this again. She knew it was the wrong thing to do. But she used her very best, most authoritative imperial voice. With this voice she had made grown women burst into tears. With this voice she had made seasoned fighting men turn white as a sheet. Everyone, absolutely everyone, would jump to run and do her bidding when she used this voice. Aleaha had not wanted to use it, but it came out anyway. Aleaha took a fistful of Bob’s hair and pulled his head up so his eyes were looking directly into her eyes. She said in her most imperial voice.
“Exactly how long do you need to rest before we can do that again?”
Bob smiled, kissed Aleaha on the tip of her nose and said, “You have to feed me first.”
Aleaha decided that no other woman was going to touch this man until she got off the transport at the planet Kaska. What would happen after that she wasn't sure.
“I understand there are some amazing restaurants on this star transport,” Bob said.
“I hope you don't mind. I ordered a meal to be delivered.” Aleaha disliked restaurants. At home, in her quarters in the Royal Compound, she had her own chief. His food was exquisite, but he didn't travel well. Aleaha had baskets packed with her favorite treats. Meats, cheeses, breads, pastries, wines and liquors time three. Aleaha never ate alone and almost always ate with a lover. She knew some of the foods were quite pungent and took some getting used to. She thought they were all wonderful. Her companions always ate everything in sight proclaiming how wonderful it was. Aleaha suspected that they would eat cardboard pastries filled with mud with the same gusto, proclaiming how wonderful it was. Aleaha didn't care.
This time she did. It had never occurred to Aleaha before to give her companion a say in the food selection. Bob tried almost everything. Some things he tried carefully and then ate with gusto. Some things he tried a small bite of and then set aside never to be touched again. One particular pastry, one that Aleaha dearly loved, Bob didn't even try. She admitted it looked unappealing and smelled even worse, but once in your mouth it was absolute heaven. Aleaha picked one up and broke it in half. “These are really very good,” Aleaha said as she put half in her mouth. Her smile was half a genuine response to how good the pastry tasted. The other half of her smile was a desire to have him at least try it.
Bob took it from Aleaha with a smile of his own and kissed the fingertips that had held the pastry. With a surprised smile he licked the last crumbs off her fingertips and then threw the pastry in his mouth. He took another and threw that pastry in his mouth as well. After Bob chewed and swallowed he had a strange expression on his face. He took a third pastry and handed it to Aleaha.
“Take a small bite, but don't swallow it. Keep the piece on your tongue.”
When Aleaha had done so, Bob pulled her close, used his tongue to open her mouth, then to sweep the piece of pastry into his own mouth, where he chewed and swallowed it.
“They taste much better with a little Aleaha on them,” he said with a grin.
The meal continued. They talked and laughed and tried various combinations of foods and drink. She couldn't remember the last time a meal was so much fun. During the evening Aleaha made a decision. She would have Bob thrown into the deepest, darkest, most secret dungeon in all the Empire. Of course it would be a very nice dungeon and Aleaha would visit him a lot.
◊When I had been escorted to my quarters on the luxury star transport, I was told I had one of the largest, most luxurious accommodations on the ship. I was also told that the women who were to share my rooms would arrive shortly. The cabin was huge and I was still alone when the star transport left orbit. My first thought was to go to the nearest lounge and talk some lovely young woman into coming back to my cabin. My sexual situation was very close to desperate. I hadn't had sex since well before Lindle 4.
I heard a knock at my door. When I opened it there stood this absolutely gorgeous woman wearing a tight neck to below the knees coat. To be able to meet another woman anywhere near as beautiful on this transport was very doubtful. I couldn't lose her. I was new to the Empire and I didn't know the rules. If ever there were a daughter of the Empire, this was her. She had that patrician look of unbelievable competence. She was used to being obeyed. Used to getting here