Chapter 332

Aboard the Starship

Eileen and Bill, holding hands, walked into the suite's bedroom, but stopped just before they got to the bed. When Bill turned her to face him, she whispered, "Wait." Then after a couple of seconds, "Hear that?"

"Yes," he responded with a slight frown on his face. "That tinkling, sort of chiming sound that's barely audible?"

"Suppose that's Ship's idea of background music? It does seem soothing, somehow."

"I've been out here a few times with Jeff, but I don't remember noticing anything that sounded like that, though. But I agree with you, it is a relaxing sound."

He leaned to kiss her, but she put her fingers on his lips for a moment, "Bill, I..." she began.

He went on before she could continue. "I'm not like that asshole. We'll go at your speed, or not at all if you've decided to wait."

"Hush," she whispered with a bit of a grin. Then a little louder, "I wasn't going to say anything about him. Your wives told me how Alphas have the ability to ... uh, project pheromones. Maybe, since I'm uptight, you should do that. Jill and Kathy seem to think you may have inadvertently done that, at least to some extent, when we first talked in St. Louis. I mean, I want to be the woman you expect me to be, and I'm worried that my being uptight will..."

He kissed her to shut her up. At first, it was only with a feather-light touch of his lips to hers, but after a moment, one hand went to the small of her back just above her rear, gently drawing her against him, the other rose to the back of her neck to softly massage her there. Then bringing the hand around to the side of her face, and using only the tips of his fingers, he caressed her cheek while his lips continued to move lightly and very slowly against hers. Within moments, she was pushing her breasts against his chest, unconsciously wanting to be nearer to him as his tenderness communicated through the kiss and caresses.

His lips just clear of hers, he whispered, "My women know I love them, and they love me. They could never be afraid of me, nor will you ever be. Forget what that asshole did. You're with me now and will be forever, if you wish."

Somehow those whispered words rang through her soul. Before, she had been able to feel his love as well as his anger. Now, in addition to the love, she somehow felt his sincerity. As simple as that, her doubts fled. There had never been any logic to back them, anyway, just vague emotion associated with her rejection of the prick who tried to own her. She had hated the thought of the asshole acting as if she had no choice and was his possession. But with Bill, she relished the thought of belonging to him. Both Kathy and Jill acted as if they were his – totally. With a desire that bore through all her being, she realized that she wanted this man – this Alpha – to own her just as he did his two wives. And with a conviction born of what she was feeling from him, she knew she would be his in just a few minutes. And not only would she be his, but he would be hers.

When his lips returned to hers, they parted enough to allow his tongue entrance. Logical thought fled and time suspended itself as far as she was concerned. He was not using his pheromones, nor did he need to. Breaking the kiss, he picked her up and gently placed her on the bed before he, from time to time, resumed the kiss for a few seconds as he removed her clothing. She rose up a little as need dictated to assist him. She had no idea how long it took – nor did she care. Her world was here with him.

Smiling, he stood back to quickly shrug out of his clothing, dropping it into a pile by the bed. She could feel herself becoming even more aroused as she stared at the six-pack and muscle structure of a perfect male, his cock thick as it hung down between his legs. Even as she watched, that cock began to swell and lift itself. Then he was beside her, pulling her into his arms – those muscular arms snuggling her against an equally muscular chest that felt as hard as a rock. Briefly, she was ashamed that she had given herself to lesser males. But before that idea could take hold, he brought his lips to hers again, this time with an ever deepening kiss, his tongue becoming more demanding. Still, he didn't push her, allowing their lust to increase slowly, but love continued to be the predominant emotion.

After a time – she had no idea how long – she found herself tugging at him, trying to pull him between her legs. She wanted this man beyond anything she could ever have imagined. His mouth left hers to kiss her closed eyes, her face, her neck. She felt like yelling at him to push that wonderful cock into her, but what he was doing felt so good that she couldn't muster the energy to try to direct him.

Finally, his mouth began to descend down her body as his hands stroked her sides, then the tops of her legs. She hoped that he was going for her pussy, but his hands came back up to brush against the sides of her breasts – those breasts seemed swollen and ached for his touch. Squeeze them. Suck my nipples, she practically screamed in her mind. If he heard, he didn't obey, but just continued his almost maddeningly slow caresses of her body. Then without warning, he sucked hard on a nipple while he slid a hand between her legs to caress her there, but without quite touching her clit. It didn't matter; she came anyway. An earth-shattering orgasm that screamed through her body.

Mid-orgasm, he changed to the other breast, giving hard tugs on the previous nipple to accompany his sucking. She had experienced mini-orgasms before as she teased her nipples with a vibrator, but she had never had even a tiny one with a man nursing her, well, not until now. Later, she would wonder if it was because of the slow buildup. Whether it was Bill, his approach, or the combination, it didn't matter just then, because the orgasm destroyed all rational thought. Finally, panting for breath, she lay trembling after an orgasm that had produced an intensity she would have thought impossible before it happened.

She hadn't realized that he had left the bed until he offered her a glass of water, then held her as he pushed a pillow behind her so she could drink. Is this what making love with an Alpha is all about? she wondered. Both Jill and Kathy tried to tell me, but I just couldn't believe them.

Putting the empty glass on something that vaguely resembled a bedside table, Bill snuggled her into his arms again. A few seconds of his hands caressing her body was all it took; she was again ready for him – this too amazed her. She hadn't even realized that she had spread her legs until he settled between them, swiped the head of his cock through her nether lips to make sure he was wet enough, then pushed gently against the mouth of her opening. Afraid that she would have another orgasm before he could get his cock fully inside her and she would miss the whole event by passing out, she wrapped her legs around his, and with both hands, reached for his ass to get leverage, then thrust her pussy upward just as he pushed.

His intention had been to ease into her, but the opposite happened. Her scream of rapture/pain directly into his ear made it ring as her inner muscles clamped down tightly, her pussy spasming when her second orgasm hit with an intensity that almost made her black out.

She finally became fully aware as they floated a few inches above the bed, his having activated the zero-g effect with a voice command. She felt above her to touch the invisible force webbing that surrounded them a few inches from their bodies. Bill had already managed to lock his feet into the webbing so that he could push. As they moved in reaction to his push, she brought her legs up to lock her ankles above his back. With his arms tightly around her, he slowly pushed into her until there was no room for him to go deeper, then rotated his groin against hers before just as slowly withdrawing until the head of his cock was barely inside her, hesitated, then repeated the cycle over and over.

Wanting to make it as good for him as it had already been for her, she concentrated on squeezing his cock as he stroked into her, but it didn't take long for the orgasms to begin again, and though she tried to function, they quickly reached an intensity that threatened to overwhelm her consciousness. She had never had a cock as thick or as long as his, and his slow pace was both stimulating and near maddening. The sensations continued to build beyond anything she had ever imagined, both from his size, technique, and something else she couldn't quite understand. Somehow, it wasn't just the stimulation inside her, nor the way his girth stretched her, nor the way the base of his cock rode against her clit as he stroked her, but throughout it all, there was a feeling of his love that was almost a physical thing.

Orgasm after orgasm, she screamed out her pleasure until the feelings again overwhelmed her mind.

Full consciousness returned, and she realized that what she had thought was a dream was real. He's behind me now and pounding that marvelous cock into me. They were folded together almost into a ball, one of his arms locked tightly around her waist as his other hand held a breast firmly, their bodies turning slowly in the zero-g environment. Occasionally, they drifted against the invisible webbing, then in turn, bounced gently off the bed. As he neared his orgasm, she felt his cock expand even more. A few strokes later and he slammed into her and held, his cock pulsing a gush of warm semen directly against her womb, followed shortly by more warmth as he spurted again and again, her body thrashing in time with each spurt of semen. She could vaguely hear someone screaming, then a comforting blackness surrounded her.

Later, she awakened, spooned against him, the two still floating in zero-g. His cock had remained within her, although it was a lot softer now. His hands were cupping her breasts and he had a leg wrapped around hers to keep them together.

"Uummmm," she sighed out. "I don't think I'll ever forget this."

"Neither will I, Love, and I'm sure that Ship will let us use the suite and zero-g bed any time we wish."

They were quiet for a time, but just as Eileen started to say something, Bill continued with, "I love you, Eileen. Will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?"

The absurdity of the situation with his cock shoved up her as they lay spooned together in zero-g got to her and she giggled, which caused her pussy to expel his now limber cock.

She turned in his arms to stare into his eyes, her movement causing them to bounce lightly off the bed, then the webbing, but she didn't notice. "You really want me to be your wife? Kathy and Jill are beautiful women, far better looking than I am."

"Bullshit, woman. You seriously need to check yourself out in the mirror. I love you and I want to be with you forever."

Eileen couldn't help it. Tears flowed, forming little glistening balls that floated about her face, neither of them realizing that her pussy was expelling semen that was also beginning to float around in sticky gobs. "I love you, too," she mumbled as she hugged herself to him. "Yes. Yes. Yes. I'll marry you. I love you. I love you," she whispered again and again as he tried to keep the tears batted away from her face.

Another command and they settled back to the bed. "Oooh," she said as she looked toward her groin. "I seem to be a bit messy down there. Maybe I should have used something as soon as you pulled out."

"I didn't pull out," he said with a chuckle. "I seem to recall your pussy spitting me out when you giggled." Then, as he got up, "Be back in a sec."

When he returned with a hand towel, she wiped the semen up as best she could, folded the towel and stuffed it between her legs. "Now where were we?"

"I think about here," he said as he brought his lips to hers.

Later, as they lay side by side staring into each other's eyes. "So you really want to marry me?"

"Yes, My Love, I certainly do, and I darn sure know that Jill and Kathy want to be your sister-wives. As you are no doubt aware, they have wanted this from the beginning, so expect the third degree from them when we get back to the Retreat."

"Oh, I don't have a problem with that. I will surely want to tell my, uh, sister-wives-to-be about everything that's happened." There was a moment of silence, then, "Do the others like the zero-g bed too?"

Bill knew what she was really asking. "I'm sure they will, but you're the first I've tried it with. You won't be jealous of your sister-wives if I invite them to make love on it, will you?"

Eileen was glad that she was the first to try out the bed with Bill, but almost giggled as she realized the absurdity of her not being even faintly jealous of Kathy and Jill. She wanted them to experience what she just had. "I don't know why, but I'm not the least bit jealous of them. I just want to share what we've done with them – my sister-wives-to-be," she finished with a feeling of belonging that she could only wish for in the past.

She smiled at her man as her whole being seemed to swim in a sea of bliss. Kathy and Jill tried to tell me what making love with an Alpha was like, but deep down, I thought they were vastly exaggerating. I lost consciousness twice, and I suppose that someone could have set off a bomb next door and I wouldn't have noticed it, even when I was conscious.