Cousin Charlie (Part 13)
Justine stood before the mirror brushing her hair and watched KaMur's reflection.
He lay naked on the bed, sound asleep. His flaccid member was limp against his thigh as he sprawled on the bed totally spent. He was so very good and she knew that she had to have him again before he left her. She knew that Klingons were light sleepers and that most likely he'd be awake in a few moments.
She grinned to herself. Klingon's dicks were larger than their brains which she felt was a perfect match for their species. There wasn't a breed, alien or human that could fuck like Klingons and she had fucked more than a few in her lifetime. KaMur was a perfect match for her in every way and she regretted the fact that she could not meet up with him more often. If not for the fact that he appeared not to have much money, she'd seriously consider settling down with him.
The truth was that most men bored her after being with them a few weeks. No man however, had held her interest like KaMur. No man could fuck her and satisfy her like he could and she had tried to find a satisfactory substitute when he wasn't around, to no avail. He was barbaric and rough and she liked it...oh how she liked it.
She continued to brush her hair standing naked before the mirror. She saw KaMur open his eyes grinning at her.
"Why brush your hair now since it won't stay so nice and pretty for long" he asked watching her. "Come over here" he demanded in a loud voice.
Justine put the brush down and walked over to him.
"I've ordered another bottle of brandy and put it on your room" he said roughly grabbing her wrist.
"Hell no!" she spat snatching her hand back. "That brandy cost me a thousand credits! You're not worth that much to me!"
He laughed pulling her down on the bed. "You lie. I am worth much more to you than a thousand credits. What other man can make you orgasm so many times in one night? I know you, Justine. I know what pleases you and I know how to administer pleasure."
"So now you are a pimp?" she quipped sarcastically.
"If I'm a pimp, you're a whore." he replied burying his face in her ample chest.
She wanted to argue with him further, but his lips were sucking greedily on her nipples and she could feel the wetness increase between her thighs.
"I don't have to have you, you know. There are other men available... men with substantial assets." she said trying not to succumb to his teasing lips.
He chuckled. "I smell just how unaffected you are. Your leshtun-ur calls to me. You know you want me."
"It is you who wants me." she said struggling against him. It was part of the game. She loved to fight with him. It aroused her in a way she could not explain and he was certainly up to the task. She smacked his face hard.
"Oh, you are especially horny tonight" he replied laughing, rolling on top of her. "I think that perhaps I should have ordered two bottles instead of one."
"Bastard!"
"Whore" he responded parting her thighs with his knee.
"Kiss my ass!" she hissed trying to close her legs.
"Gladly" he replied sliding down her body. "You will beg me tonight. You will pay for that slap. Your insubordination has a price."
"The hell I will!" she growled trying to pull away from him.
He held her tightly by the buttocks burying his face in her mound. Justine tried to get her traitorous body to behave, but it had a mind of its own as she yielded to his experienced tongue. KaMur lapped greedily at her juices like a starving man. Justine listened as he made loud slurping noises. Barbarian! Still, she found her body quivering under his agile tongue teasing. She pressed her lips together, but a moan escaped and he chuckled in triumph.
She felt him parting her lips as far apart as he could and it seemed as if he was trying to insert his whole face! God! He left her lips and parted her cheeks lapping further causing the heat inside of her to burn out of control. He then looked up at her, his face totally wet.
"You will beg." he said simply. "I will make you."
"Never! You're not that good" she lied trying to rein in her traitorous body.
He chuckled, his eyes glared mockingly at her.
"We will see" he replied and returned to his task.
Justine could feel her orgasm approaching and arched her back in eager anticipation. Just as quickly as KaMur had started he stopped, dropping her hips back on the bed. She stared at him in shocked disbelief as he got up off the bed. He walked over to the dresser and wiped his face with a towel.
"You bastard." She couldn't believe what he had just done.
"I think I will be going." he said stretching. She watched as he walked over to the chair to get his clothes. Surely he wasn't leaving! She jumped off the bed.
"Where the hell are you going?"
He turned and looked at her. "I just told you. I'm leaving."
"The hell you are" she said pushing him against the wall.
"I am sure that you can find some rich man in this hotel to satisfy you." he replied walking past her to pick up his clothes.
"Fuck you"
He didn't respond, but pulled his tunic over his head. KaMur still wanted her, but she had to learn that she could not push him around. He had never met a human woman like Justine Graham. Her body was all soft and sweet, but she was a woman he knew that would kill a man with out a second thought if she felt the need and had the opportunity. She was just the type of woman he wanted as a permanent mate, but he couldn't let her know that just yet.
He was surprised to see that in the brief moment while his vision was blocked as he pulled on his shirt, she had grabbed a knife and held it to his chin. He could tell that she was angry and frustrated at his actions and the thought of it excited him further. He basked in the fact that she wanted him more than she would ever let on. He knew, even though she tried desperately to hide her feelings.
He grinned at her as if she had just presented him a surprise gift.
"Really, Justine. You're getting a bit desperate aren't you? After all, if you kill me you won't get your five hundred thousand." He knew that there was very little Justine Graham prized over cold hard cash.
"I'm not thinking about that at the moment." she hissed lowering the knife to his throat and pressing it in enough to prick his skin. His blood was a pinkish color unlike human blood, but he did not flinch.
KaMur was totally unmoved by her behavior and leaned into the knife, kissing her on the forehead. This only irritated her further. She pressed the knife harder and watched his blood slowly trickle from the wound.
"I'm flattered. That means a lot coming from you" he quipped grabbing her wrist and causing the knife to fall to the floor. He pulled her to him. "Say it."
She remained stubbornly silent and he caressed her folds as he stared into her eyes, the blood still slowly dripping from the wound she had inflicted. She trembled in his arms, her body a quivering mess of need.
"Say you want it." he whispered in her ear as drops of his blood fell on her shoulder."Tell me that you need me and that I'm the only one you want. I'm the only one that can satisfy you."
Justine didn't know how he had gained so much power over her. She had never allowed any man to be able to do that...not even Hailman Graham. "I want you."
she admitted weakly. Damn him to hell!
"And what else?" he asked staring her down.
Goddammed asshole! "I want only you" she confessed through gritted teeth.
He chuckled. "No one can handle you but me, Justine" he said pushing her on the bed. He quickly removed his tunic and parted her legs. "Now beg. Kiss the wound you inflicted. Lick it. Your human saliva will stop the bleeding! Tell me again that you want me."
She glared at him and didn't respond. He chucked again and rubbed his hard member against her entrance teasing her. "You'd better beg before I change my mind. I might bleed to death waiting for you to be a good little girl."
Damn!Damn!Damn! "Please" she whispered reaching up with her finger and pressing it against the small cut. He leaned closer and she obediently licked the wound as he requested.
"Please what?" he said grinning at her after she had done as he requested. He brought his face close to hers.
Asshole! "Fuck me, KaMur" she responded giving in to his demand.
He entered her with one swift movement. "Never forget that I am a Klingon." he snapped pounding into her hard. "I give the orders here. You will obey me, Justine. Do you understand?" He pounded into her harder, pushing her legs high above her head bringing direct stimulation to her engorged clit.
"Yes KaMur" she cried out as her orgasm hit her full force. He quickly turned her onto her stomach. "Now get on your knees!" he commanded. She obeyed and he was on her again sliding into her with such force that he almost knocked her off of the bed. He squeezed her breasts unmercifully and talked to her in Klingon and it made her wetter still.
She liked it rough and he liked giving it to her just the way she liked it. He knew that he would have her several more times before he had to return with the information she had provided. Never had a woman, even a Klingon woman made his blood boil like this woman. He knew he could only possess her if he could offer her what no other man could. He already had twenty million credits, which was a tidy sum...but he needed more to ensure her loyalty to him. Once he possessed her, he'd kill her and any other man who tried to take her from him. He knew that she had no idea of how much he was really worth and he wanted it to remain that way until he was ready for her to know. For now he knew that she was with him because she wanted him and not because of money; and the thought of that was very satisfying.
Justine moaned uncontrollably as KaMur continued to pound into her hard and fast, his fingers digging into her flesh. His stamina was unmatched. He could handle her and a part of her liked being manhandled. She couldn't stand weak men. If only he wasn't so poor. He'd be her perfect match. Still there were some things that money couldn't buy and damn it, she so loved what he offered her for free.
KaMur however, was a dangerous man and Justine knew that she had to be careful. She was already too emotionally attached to him. No other man had ever made her forget about money even if it had been only for short period of time. No other man could fuck her like KaMur and she had given up the hope of ever finding one that could. Still, she had to stay focused. Hailey would be on the planet in less than twenty four hours and while five hundred thousand credits was a tidy sum, three million credits was a much better prize to covet.
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Spock walked Nyota back to her quarters after the concert. He had hardly paid any attention to it as it was difficult for him to concentrate. Still he knew that she had enjoyed it and that was his main purpose for attending.
The fire that she had ignited with her kisses earlier during the day and now the soft revealing dress she was wearing was becoming his undoing. He knew that he needed to meditate as his control was slipping bit by bit. He decided that it would be wise for him to give his goodnight when they reached her door. They reached her quarters fairly quickly.
"I hope that you found the evening to your satisfaction, Nyota." he stated standing a slight distance from her with his hands behind his back.
Nyota looked at him and punched in her code. The door slid open and she walked in waiting for him to follow her.
She turned around and saw that he was still standing in the hall.
"Aren't you even coming in for a minute and at least give me a goodnight kiss?" she asked.
Spock paused for a moment and then stepped into the door and it closed behind him. He watched her as she reached up and removed a box from on top of a nearby shelf. This action again revealed her armpits and Spock could feel himself slipping further. He watched as she folded the shawl and put it in the box.
"Nyota" he murmured softly "I have a request."
She turned around looking at him. "Yes?"
"Have you applied an antiperspirant to your underarms?" His voice was low.
She looked at him surprised. "Uh..of course Spock. What's wrong? Do I smell or something?"
"In a pleasant way" he responded.
"I'm sorry Spock" she said obviously embarrassed. I didn't realize it had stopped working-"
"It has not stopped working. I wish for you to remove it."
Nyota's mouth dropped open. "Why on earth-"
"It does not agree with me" he replied.
She stared at him a moment dumbfounded. She thought it was unscented...but then again, she also had some that was powder scent. She knew that Vulcan's had sensitive noses, maybe that was why he was so quiet the entire evening.
"Alright Spock. Give me a moment" she said walking towards her bathroom.
She quickly washed up and started to put on the unscented deodorant, but changed her mind. Maybe that would bother him too. She had to find out what the problem was. She returned to the living room and found him standing with his hands behind his back.
"I hope that you did not replace the antiperspirant with something else" he said watching her.
"No...but I don't understand. Did the smell of it bother you?" she said sitting on the sofa.
"No" he said pulling her to her feet. "I find your underarms to be quite erotic and arousing. You knew that this dress would have this effect on me did you not?"
She stared at him a moment. "I had hoped that you would like it, Spock. I had no idea that my armpits would have such an effect on you."
"Your breasts also sway provocatively when you walk. You are not wearing the proper undergarments. Even now your nipples are visible. Even Dr. McCoy said that you gave him an erection!"
Nyota laughed. "Leonard was just teasing me."
"If you are to be my woman Nyota, I do not wish for other men to become aroused by what is mine."
"It's not my problem if they become aroused, Spock." she said walking over to him. "It's only my problem if you become aroused."
He stared at her a moment and his eyes raked over her. She had kicked off her shoes and stood in front of him with her legs slightly apart and her hands on her hips.
"I am aroused" he responded staring at her.
He quickly picked her up catching Nyota totally off guard. Spock felt the last of his control slipping away. The kisses, the dress...it was all too much. He placed her on the bed.
"Raise your arms." he commanded in a low voice.
Nyota didn't know what to think at the moment. He sat on the bed and buried his nose in her armpit and she began to giggle. She couldn't help herself. She was ticklish.
He ran his nose over the area.
"Your apocrine glands have been beckoning me all evening. They are an aphrodisiac to Vulcans. Because of your African heritage, yours are larger and more numerous than some other humans" he said as he began to lick her armpits."
Nyota was shocked and pulled away. "These glands...you say that they're in my armpits?"
"Affirmative. They are also in your nipples and in your anus. It is my desire to taste them all." Spock said watching her. "If you will allow me."
"Damn!" Nyota could not believe what she was hearing.
"You are displeased?" he asked raising an eyebrow.
"Shocked is a better word." she said sitting up. "I just thought I was going to get a good night kiss. This is...surprising."
"I am not selfish, Nyota. I am willing to explore other areas as well. I am willing to do whatever it takes to arouse you and fulfill your needs"
She stared at him a moment and didn't reply.
"You wish for me to leave." he asked finally, his face unreadable.
"No" she answered quickly. "I want you to stay."
She stood up and pulled the dress over her head revealing the red panties she had on underneath.
Spock raised an eyebrow. "You were not wearing these earlier."
"You are very observant." she responded. "I had to wear white ones with that dress. I put these on hoping to please you if you decided to stay."
"I am pleased" Spock said running his fingers down her belly as she lay back on the bed raising her arms above her head.
She raised her leg and placed her foot against the erection she saw. "Get undressed, Spock."
He grabbed her by the ankle, raising her foot to his mouth. He sniffed it and began sucking her toes.
Nyota was again surprised, wondering what she had gotten herself into.
"Spock....get undressed" she managed to say as she was breathing hard.
"As you wish" he replied.
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