Nikhil(81)

"Mackenzie!" Nikhil rose back up, meaning to pull her from his shaft when the look in her eyes stopped him.

"Not this time, Nikhil. This time, I want to love you first. Let me." Her hot breath flowed over the head of his cock the way her desire for him flowed through her body.

“Let you what?” he choked out, her heat burning him.

“Love you.” Her eyes never left his as she opened her mouth as wide as she could and took him in.

“Mackenzie!” he called out hoarsely, his hips involuntarily bucking into her hot, moist mouth.

Mackenzie took advantage of the movement taking him even deeper. With each pass, her tongue caressed the thick, pulsating vein along the underside of his shaft, her body responding to its primitive beat by flooding her channel with need, preparing her for him.

“Goddess, Mackenzie!” Nikhil’s fingers sunk deep into her hair, watching as her mouth rode his shaft. He'd never seen anything as erotic in his life as his Mackenzie's lips wrapped around his shaft, her cheeks hollowing out as she sucked him.

“Don’t stop, Mackenzie,” Nikhil pleaded, his breath ragged as his hips pumped faster and deeper into her mouth. He could feel his balls tightening and knew he wasn't going to last much longer. But before he could pull her away, Mackenzie did what he thought was impossible, and took all of him deep into her throat and swallowed. It was too much and with a shout, his body exploded, shooting his seed down her throat.

Nikhil fell back onto the bed, pulling his Mackenzie up with him, unable to believe what she had just done. Never in his life had he heard of a female doing what she had, not even the most experienced of pleasure workers. He was a Kaliszian warrior, larger than any other, and no female had ever been able to take all of him.

Mackenzie lay across Nikhil's heaving chest feeling downright smug that little old her had this huge, amazing male breathless and trembling. She knew he wasn't going to be down long, but she was going to enjoy it while she could.

"You, my Mackenzie, are a dangerous female," he told her when he could finally speak again.

"Really?" she asked, her eyes sparkling up at him.

"Yes, and in a few more minutes I'm going to show you just how dangerous I am."

"I can't wait." She lay there just enjoying the moment when she thought of something.

"Nikhil?"

"Yes, my Mackenzie?"

"There is something on Earth that we exchange as an outward sign that we have committed ourselves to another."

"There is?" Nikhil asked lifting is head to gaze at her.

"Yes."

"What is it?"

"Rings. We exchange wedding rings."

"Rings?"

"Yes, they usually match and are worn by both the male and female. We wear them on this finger.” She touched the ring finger on her left hand.

"It is permanently attached?"

"No. It is more like your Ashe bead. It can be accepted or declined and even after it’s been accepted, it can be returned if one changes their mind."

"What are these rings made of?" he asked.

"They are usually metal, either gold, silver, or platinum, some have jewels in them. It depends on what the couple wants."

"And you would like us to... exchange these rings?"

"Yes," she gave him an uncertain look. "Would that be okay? I mean I guess I don't know if Kaliszians have things such as rings. I haven't seen anyone else wearing them."

"It is not common, but I have heard of some females adorning themselves with what you have described."

"Why isn't it common?"

"Because most of our minerals and jewels are used to purchase food supplies from the Tornians. Only the worthiest can amass the credits needed to obtain them for themselves."

"Oh... I never thought of that..." She shook her head. "It doesn't matter then. It was just a thought."

"I will see what I can do," he told her.

"No, Nikhil, don't worry about it. I don't need to see my ring on your finger to know you are mine. Wearing your beads is enough for me." She remembered something from earlier in the day. "Nikhil?" she asked her gaze searching his.

"What is it, Mackenzie?"

"The coverings you asked Luol's Ashe to get for me..."

"What about them?" he asked.

"Can you afford them?" she asked, chewing on her bottom lip.

"You question whether I can provide for you?" The satisfied, relaxed expression that had been on his face disappeared.

"I... I guess I just don't know. I assume you can afford the coverings you had Luol's Ashe get for me. Otherwise you wouldn't have gotten them, but then I asked for more and I shouldn't have done that. I mean I have no idea what things cost here, and it’s not like I have anything of value to contribute."