Lirien's POV
Vael's fingers inside me felt like fire and relief all at once.
I was straddling his lap on the edge of his big bed, my torn clothes half-off, my body shaking as he slowly pumped two thick fingers in and out of my dripping hole. Every push made me moan louder. The slick sound filled the quiet room, mixing with my shaky breaths.
"Vael…" I gasped, my forehead pressed to his. "It's not enough… I need more."
He kissed me again, slow and deep, like he was trying to calm both of us. His free hand rubbed gentle circles on my back. "I know, baby," he whispered against my lips. "But we're taking it slow. I don't want to hurt you."
His words made my chest feel warm even while my heat made everything burn. I was scared we had only just met but the emptiness inside me was louder than the fear. I rocked my hips harder, trying to take his fingers deeper. More slick gushed out, soaking his uniform and my thighs.
"Please," I begged, voice breaking. "I need you inside me. All of you. I can't wait anymore."
Vael groaned low in his throat. His eyes were dark with hunger, but he still looked at me like I mattered. He gently laid me back on the bed, the soft sheets cool against my hot skin. He pulled my pants all the way off, then his own uniform jacket and shirt, revealing strong muscles and smooth skin.
He climbed over me, careful not to crush me. "Tell me if it's too much," he said, voice rough but kind. "Anytime. I stop."
I nodded, tears already pricking my eyes from how much I needed him and how safe he made me feel at the same time. My body was burning. Slick dripped down my thighs. I had never done this before.
Instead of pushing inside right away, he lowered his head. His mouth found one of my nipples. He sucked gently at first, then harder, tongue circling the sensitive peak. A sharp spark shot straight down to my cock and my empty hole. I gasped and arched up into his mouth.
"Vael…"
He switched to the other nipple, sucking and licking until both were wet and aching. Every pull of his lips made more slick leak out of me. My hands clutched the sheets. I had never known my chest could feel like this—so connected to the throbbing emptiness between my legs.
When he finally lifted his head, his lips were shiny. He looked down at me with those glowing eyes. "You're shaking," he murmured. "Still okay?"
"Yes..." I whispered.
He lined himself up. The thick head of his cock pressed against my slick entrance. I was so wet it slid in a little on its own. Then he pushed.
The stretch burned.
I had never felt anything inside me before. Not like this. Not something so big and hot and alive. My hole stretched wide around him, inch by slow inch. It hurt in a deep, full way that made my toes curl. Tears slipped from the corners of my eyes, but I did not tell him to stop. Because under the burn was something else, something good. Something that made my whole body light up.
"Oh my…" I moaned, voice breaking. "Vael… you're so big…"
He froze halfway in, forehead pressed to mine, breathing hard. "Too much?"
"No," I managed. "Don't stop.."
He pushed the rest of the way in until his hips met mine. I cried out. My hole clenched tight around him, trying to get used to the thick length filling me completely. When he bottomed out, I could barely breathe around the pressure.
"You're soo, fuck.....so tight.." he whispered against my lips.
He stayed still for a long moment, letting me adjust. Then he started to move deep thrusts that dragged against every sensitive place inside me. Pleasure built inside me. Every stroke hit a ceetain spot that made my legs shake. I wrapped my thighs around his waist without thinking, pulling him closer.
I lost track of time. It was just us—his scent, his warmth, the way he kissed my neck and whispered my name. My heat made everything intense, but his touches made it feel like more than just sex.
After a while he slowed and pulled out. I whimpered at the sudden emptiness. Cool air touched my open, slick hole.
"Turn over for me," Vael said softly. "On your stomach."
I rolled over, heart pounding. I grabbed a pillow and hugged it under my chest, face pressed into another one. Vael's big hands spread my cheeks. Then I felt his breath against my entrance.
His tongue licked a long, slow stripe over my hole.
I trembled hard. A sweet, wet heat spread through me as he licked again and again, tasting the slick that kept dripping from me. Then he pushed his tongue inside.
I gasped and clutched the pillow tighter. My whole body shook. It felt so good and so soft and so deep at the same time. Something I could not explain. Sweet and filthy and gentle all at once. His tongue worked in and out, circling, pressing deeper. Slick ran down my balls. My cock leaked onto the sheets beneath me.
"Vael… ah… that feels… I can't…" Words failed me. All I could do was tremble and hold the pillow for support while his mouth ruined me in the best way.
When he finally pulled back, I was panting and shaking. He climbed over me again, chest against my back, and guided his cock back to my entrance.
He pushed in with one smooth thrust.
I screamed into the pillow.
This angle was deeper. Harder. He started fucking me in earnest—long, hard strokes that forced the air from my lungs. The wet sounds of our bodies filled the room. My hole stretched around him again and again. Every time he bottomed out,I felt his head(cock) growing bigger.
"Harder," I begged, voice muffled and broken. "Please, Vael… deeper…"
He growled and gave me exactly what I asked for. His hips snapped faster. The bed rocked. I screamed again as pleasure and pressure built so high I thought I might break. Tears dripped freely now, soaking the pillow. I squirmed under him, overwhelmed by how big he felt, how deep he was reaching.
Then I felt it—his cock swelling even thicker inside me. The base of him growing, catching on every thrust.
"I'm close," Vael panted against my ear, voice rough. "Gonna knot you, Lirien".
I could feel him getting bigger and bigger. This is how a knot feels. This pressure. This impossible stretch. This feeling of being claimed so completely I could never get away even if I wanted to. Fresh sobs tore from my throat. My body shook harder.
Vael slowed just enough to speak clearly, still buried deep. "Hey. I've got you. It will go down soon, I promise...just breathe with me."
Just then, I felt a hot liquid flooding through me.
Thick, hot cum poured into my hole. The heat of it, the force of it, the way his knot locked us together and forced every drop to stay inside, it was too much. My own orgasm crashed over me without anyone touching my cock. I came hard onto the sheets, clenching and milking his knot while I sobbed and shook through it.
Vael held me tight through every wave, kissing the back of my neck, my shoulder, the side of my face. "I've got you," he kept murmuring. "It's okay".
We stayed locked like that for a long time. He carefully rolled us onto our sides so I could rest against his chest without putting weight on the knot. His strong arms wrapped around me. One big hand stroked my hair. The other rested gently over my stomach where I could still feel him throbbing inside.
My mind was foggy from heat and the intensity of my first time, but I felt full and strangely happy. His heartbeat thudded steady against my back. His scent wrapped around me.
Eventually the knot softened enough to slip free. Warm come and slick leaked out of me onto the sheets. Vael cleaned us both with a cloth from the bathroom, slow and careful, checking my face the whole time. Then he pulled the covers over us and gathered me into his arms again.
I fell asleep listening to his heartbeat, his strong arms around me, the gentle press of his lips against my hair.
"Sleep tight, Lirien," he whispered in the dark. "I've got you. All night."
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Lirien's Pov
The next morning, soft lights slowly brightened the room. I woke up first, sore in the best way, my body still humming from everything we did. Vael was still asleep beside me, one arm draped over my waist. He looked peaceful, no captain's mask, just a man who had held me like I was precious.
But then his wrist comm beeped softly. He stirred, eyes opening. When he saw me, a small smile crossed his face, but it quickly turned serious.
"Morning," he said quietly, voice still sleepy. He kissed my forehead. "How do you feel?"
"Better," I whispered. "Still a little sore… but good."
He sat up, running a hand through his messy dark hair. "I have to go to work. Captain's duties, bridge meeting in thirty minutes. I can't skip it." He looked guilty. "I hate leaving you here alone after last night, but the crew can't know about you yet. Not until I figure out what to do."
I nodded. The heat was quieter now, but the memories of how close we had been made me want him to stay. "I understand," I said softly. "Go be the captain. I'll… stay here and rest."
Vael leaned down and kissed me slow and sweet, like he didn't want to pull away. "I'll be back as soon as I can. The door is locked. No one can get in. There's food in the cabinet if you get hungry."
He dressed quickly in a fresh uniform, but before he left, he turned back at the door. His eyes were full of the same mix of worry.
"Last night wasn't just the heat for me, Lirien," he said simply.
Then he was gone, the door sliding shut behind him.
I lay there in his bed, staring at the stars outside the window, my body still marked by his touch. Part of me was scared about what would happen next. But another part a bigger part was already waiting for him to come back..