Brianna (17 page)

“Men!” Brianna exclaimed as she shrugged Miklan’s arm from her shoulders and walked over to face her husband.

“Sometimes…”

Once again Char surprised Miklan by grabbing Brianna before she could finish what she wanted to say and kissing her passionately enough to leave her flustered. Drakian society was very open in showing affection, but Char was never demonstrative before others. But then, he’d never had a wife before, especially one so exotically beautiful.

Nor did Miklan miss Brianna’s slow, languid smile before she turned her back on her husband, strolled back to Miklan, and tucked her arm under his. Unlike Char, he wouldn’t have been able to control himself. He’d have had her down on the floor before she had time to think.

“Don’t say anything else, Char,” she said saucily as she steered Miklan towards the sofa. “Just go back to those dull accounts you were grumbling about. Miklan and I have much to talk about.”

Miklan shook his head in wonder at Char’s fluid bow.

Brianna yawned. She was curled up on the sofa, hands resting on its arm, her head resting on her hands. Char was back at his paperwork. He’d tried to explain it to her, but since she didn’t understand the Drakian numerical system, it made little sense. Learning it was one of the goals she set for herself.

After they’d eaten and Miklan returned to Control, Char taught Brianna a great deal about the ship. She now understood how it was possible to have so much fresh water for bathing, how to order food and where it came from, and how to keep her clothing fresh and clean. She was somewhat dismayed to discover there were no robots or anything like that to clean their quarters and had received another one of Char’s puzzled looks when she mentioned
Star Trek
.

She yawned again.

Glimpsing her movement out of the corner of his eye, Char turned and smiled at her. “Go to bed. I’m almost finished here.”

Brianna rose and stretched. “I’ll see what I can find on the viewer to learn about. Turn it off if it puts me to sleep again.”

Slipping into the bedroom, she switched on the view screen and stripped off her clothing. Glancing at the screen, she saw the program was the same dull documentary from the night before. This was not television. When reactivated, the program took up where it left off.

Stretching out on the bed, she said, “Next channel.”

This program started talking about the prices of something called Deslossian wool.

Brianna made a face. “Next channel.”

Her mouth dropped open. Two naked people cavorted on the screen, one hermaphroditic and one female. She watched, mouth still gaping, as the hermaphrodite’s tail snaked its way between the woman’s thighs and entered her, her moans and gasps coming louder as the tail thrust in and out of her body.

The camera panned the woman’s body and then circled around behind her. There it closed on the hermaphrodite as he slid his elongated clitoris into her anus. Both participants moaned louder as they approached orgasm. Both had barely collapsed on the bed when a full male Drakian joined them.

The hermaphrodite rolled off of the woman’s back as the man began to caress her. She responded eagerly to her new partner. What astonished Brianna more than anything, though, was what the two of them did with their tails.

A sound in the open doorway made her look up. Char watched her with a speculative gaze.

Brianna glanced back at the screen, shook her head in amazement, and said, “Can you do that with your tail?”

Bursting into hearty laughter, Char stripped off his clothing.

“Watch.”

Fascinated, Brianna watched as Char curled his slender tail around his thigh then lifted it up between his legs and wrapped it around his erect cock. He pumped it twice.

Smiling, he unwound his tail and joined her on the bed.

Brianna inhaled sharply as he wrapped it around her thigh and probed between her thighs with the tip.

“I mentioned it on our wedding night, love,” he said between nips and kisses as. “Since my tail has proved to be so fascinating, it’s time you learn just what it can do.” Char’s fingers joined his tail between her thighs. Both finger and tail slid into her.

Brianna gasped. Already wet from the X-rated video she’d been watching, she felt even more moisture between her thighs.

Char inserted a second finger and stroked her clit with the tip of his tail.

Arching, she spread her legs wider. This felt good!

“You’re so wet, love. How ready you are for me.” He sucked a nipple into his mouth.

Brianna thrust her hips against his hand. “Please, Char. I need your cock inside of me.”

Lifting his head from her breast, he smiled. “Are you sure?”

“Yes, oh God, yes. Now, Char. Now!”

Slipping his fingers from her wet folds, he slid them back further, spreading her moisture all the way to her anus. He pressed the tip of his finger inside.

Brianna gasped and bucked against his finger. “Char!

Rolling onto his back, Char lifted her and slid Brianna down onto his cock. As she shuddered with the fullness of his possession, he cupped her buttocks, massaged, then separated them. He snaked his tail up between his legs and gently probed her anus.

Brianna froze. “I don’t…”

He rolled his hips and pinched her nipples. “You wanted to know, love. Relax. I promise you’ll enjoy this.”

He rolled his hips again, and Brianna moaned as she settled further onto his cock. She rose up and slid back down.

Char slipped a thumb between her thighs and rubbed her clit. “That’s it, relax. Open for me.”

Shivering, Brianna sucked his cock deeper inside. “Oh, God, you’re so hard.”

His tail caressed the crack in her ass.

Char thrust and rolled his hips again.

The tip of his tail slipped inside of her anus.

Brianna froze.

He grabbed her hips, lifted her, and dropped her onto his cock as he thrust upwards.

Shuddering, Brianna spread her thighs wider and tried to pull his cock even deeper.

He pushed his tail further inside of her.

“Now,” he commanded as he thumbed both nipples, “ride me.”

Shuddering, filled front and rear, Brianna rode Char’s cock and tail until she screamed with ecstasy.

Brianna woke blushing. Char’s tail was a sex toy without equal. That first bout of lovemaking with his tail up her ass hadn’t been the end of his tricks. Later, he’d used it to massage her clit while he pounded his cock into her. He’d even slipped it inside with his cock and stretched her more than she’d dreamed possible. Lord, but sex with Char kept getting better and better.

Nor was Char conveniently missing when she woke up.

“You wanted to know what I could do with my tail,” he whispered into her ear as he pulled her close again and wrapped his tail around her thigh. “Do you have any more questions?”

Brianna bolted upright. “No!”

“Your face is as red as your dragon, my love,” he teased as he pulled her back down onto his chest. “You did ask.”

“I know,” Brianna mumbled against his chest.

“And you liked it, didn’t you?” her murmured into her hair.

Brianna’s braid had become undone during the night, and her hair covered both of them. Once again he wrapped his tail around her leg. She quivered as the tip of his tail teased the cleft between her buttocks, but she didn’t pull away.

Char smiled to himself. Whatever inhibitions she had were rapidly disintegrating under his sensual onslaught. But as much as he wanted to spend the rest of the day in bed with her, he had work to do. With a determined sigh, he laid Brianna back on her side of the bed. Pushing himself away from her, he said, “I must resume command of my ship. Ademis and Miklan deserve a rest.”

Her blushes subsiding, Brianna nodded. She could use some time alone. So much had happened in such a short time.

Just last week she’d been back on Earth, blissfully unaware that Char existed. She acknowledged his farewell kiss with an absentminded peck.

He gave her a puzzled look but left their quarters whistling.

Rising, she took a quick shower. After donning a loosely fitting dressing gown, she walked to the computer console in the outer room and punched in the code for breakfast.

Brianna had just finished cleaning up her meal when the outer door toned. Checking the view screen as Char had demanded, she opened the door and admitted Meri. Kahn remained in the corridor but bowed deeply when he saw her.

“Well,” Meri teased. “Char finally unwrapped his tail and let you out of bed.”

Brianna’s flaming blush caused Meri to crow with laughter.

“Already? It took two weeks for Adem to bring that tail of his into play. Char couldn’t have run through his repertoire of sexual tricks yet. What happened?”

Meri’s matter-of-fact discussion to the topic calmed Brianna’s embarrassment. “I was looking for something to watch on the viewer while he did some paperwork.”

Meri grinned. “And you found the Drakian ‘recreational’

channel.”

Brianna nodded.

Meri flopped onto the couch. “I remember the first time I found that channel. It was a wild night.”

“Did Ademis walk in on you right after you found it?”

“Yes, he did,” Meri answered thoughtfully as her eyes locked with Brianna’s. “Why that…!” Meri never finished her thought. Instead her laughter joined Brianna’s. “Brianna, we have married a pair of scoundrels.”

“Yes,” Brianna gasped through her laughter, “and we are going to have to make sure they learn their places.”

Meri nodded affirmatively. “I think it’s about time we started comparing notes.”

Brianna slipped her robe off of her right shoulder. “Do you have one of these? I don’t remember from that day in your quarters.”

Meri’s eyes widened. “You certainly don’t do anything halfway, do you?” she said with wonder in her voice. “Most men and women who marry into Drakian clans take at least a year to accept their new totems. Many people were shocked when I had mine applied after only five months of marriage. You were married barely two days.”

“Char explained that it would be another way to thwart Bakom.”

“It will definitely do that,” Meri answered. “But did he tell you you’re now irrevocably Alalakan and can’t leave the clan even if you want to?”

Brianna stiffened.
Can’t leave the clan? Bullshit. If I decide
to go, I’ll go, and nobody will stop me.
But to Meri she said, “I understand what this dragon represents. I won’t do anything to embarrass the clan.”

Meri nodded, a dreamy expression on her face. “The tales you’ll be able to tell your grandchildren. Claimed from a planet across the galaxy. They’ll be writing stories about you.”

“Humph!” Brianna snorted. “Fat chance. His family will take one look at the fire coming out of my dragon’s mouth and wonder just what it is he married.”

A puzzled look appeared on Meri’s face. “Fat chance?”

“Never mind.”

Meri shook her head then said, “Don’t worry, Bri. Char’s family will love you, especially his grandmother.”

“That’s what he said,” she replied. “What does your tattoo look like? I wasn’t paying that much attention that day in your quarters.”

Meri pulled her tunic off of her shoulder. “Well, it certainly isn’t as flamboyant as yours. Mine is exactly like Adem’s.”

Directly above Meri’s right breast, a gleaming blue and white dolphin leaped out of a frothy blue-green sea. Slightly above and to the left flew a small green and yellow dragon.

“I don’t understand. I thought each clan had its own symbol.

Is Ademis related to the Alalakan clan?”

“No, Ademis’ is a small clan, headed by his uncle. He chose to show his alliance to the Alalakan clan by adding the dragon to his dol. I chose to honor him by doing the same.”

Brianna pulled her legs onto the couch and sat cross-legged. “But, there aren’t any dolph…dols on Drakan, are there?”

“No, and there never have been. All clan symbols are creatures that don’t exist on Drakan. Legend has it that the totems appeared in dreams to clan leaders thousands of years ago.”

“Does everyone on Drakan belong to a clan? How many are there?”

Meri frowned. “Didn’t Char explain this all to you?”

Brianna blushed. “We haven’t really had much time to talk.”

Meri’s laughter was infectious.

Once they gained control of themselves, she continued. “I don’t really know how many clans there are, but I’m sure there’s a record somewhere. Many clans died out during the plague, and those that didn’t had their numbers decimated. Those individuals who chose to become hermaphroditic forswore clan affiliation, so only full blooded males and females belong to clans unless a hermaphrodite marries into it.”

“So some ancestor of Ademis’ dreamed of a dol thousands of years ago, and you end up marrying him,” Brianna mused. “I’d have liked to see the look on your face the first time you saw that totem.”

“Kahn’s grandmother saw it first. She had him back in my father’s throne room stripped to the waist faster than you would believe possible. That was the first time I saw Adem.”

“Love at first sight.”

Meri chuckled. “Marrying me was the only way the Aradabs and Nessians would allow Adem to leave the planet. They believe he will be instrumental in finding the dols and orcs.”

“And he just happens to be an officer on the ship that brings me back from Earth.”