Book 2. Nine - Regret 2

Book 2. Nine - Regret 2
“Nova,” he protests, but I know he wants me just as badly as I want him.
The waterskin falls to the floor as I quickly push his protection vest and tactical jacket down his shoulders before I yank up his t-shirt and lick his left nipple, biting it while my hands are already unzipping his pants. 
A long hiss erupts from his throat as my fingers wrap around his dick.
“I love how hard you are for me,” I murmur as my hand moves up and down your length. “Do you want to fuck me, Zun?” I ask while my palm slides to his balls, cupping them.
“Great Creator,” he rasps. 
“Do you?” I insist. 
He replies by grabbing my ass with his lower hands and my waist with his upper ones, lifting me up as our mouths clash together—our tongues and lips fighting for dominance as we kiss with an intensity that has never happened before. 
We only stop kissing so I can get naked from the waist up, wanting to feel his hands on my skin.
Once my clothes are out of the way, his big palms cup my tits. He rolls my nipples between his fingers while his mouth attacks my neck, sucking on my flesh and making me moan loudly.
Right away, he covers my mouth with his hand, a low growl rumbling from his chest. “All the sounds you make, along with your gorgeous body, are only for Cax, Xak, and me to enjoy. I don’t want the Myrris hearing what’s meant for my ears.”
Seeing this jealous side of Zun makes me even hornier.
“Fuck me,” I demand.
“I need to get your pants off first,” he points out.
He helps me stand before dropping to his knees and pulling my pants down my legs. He doesn’t bother taking them off completely, leaving them pooled around my ankles.
“I’m going to fleck you so well,” he promises, “you will be sore for hours.” 
I suck in a deep breath. 
“Is that what you want, my sweet Kelari? For me wreck your sweet asshole?” 
The last word makes me press my lips together, because he’s cute like that. 
He gets to his feet, towering over me and kisses again before saying, “Turn around and bend forward.” 
I cup my tits and tug on my nipples before I slowly turn on my heels and lean forward and brace my palms against the wall before me. Zun moves right behind me, his palms running along my legs, between them, fingers brushing against my pussy, noticing how wet I am for him. 
He grabs my buttcheeks and pulls them apart, then rubs his runs between them, making me shiver in anticipation. 
“I love you, Nova,” he grunts as he guides himself inside me. 
I’m so wet, he slides in all the way, burying himself all the way to the hilt. And then, both of us freeze, as we realize at the same time where his dick is–deep inside my pussy and not my ass. 
“Fleck,” he curses, but doesn’t pull out.
My inner walls squeeze hard around him, milking him, demanding his seed. 
“Nova,” he breathes. “We… we can’t.”
I rock myself back and forth, while whispering, “I want your baby, Zun.” When he doesn’t move, I ask, “Don’t you want to see me pregnant with your baby? To know that the new life growing inside me is something you helped create?”
“But…Cax,” he tries to reason with me, or maybe to convince himself.
“He won’t mind,” I say, while I move faster and reach between my legs to cup his balls, shattering the last remains of his control.
Zun grabs my hips and starts fucking me hard. And still, it’s not enough.
“Harder,” I demand. “Faster.” 
Zun pounds into me harder, the tip of his cock hitting my cervix, making me come, my cries of pleasure no doubt, filling the cavern. 
Zun’s hands slide from my waist to my upper arms, gripping them and forcing me to arch my back. One of his free hands covers my mouth while another cups my breast.
“You like that, Nova?” he asks, pistoning inside me with such force that another strong orgasm hits me. “Do you like the way I fleck you? The way my dick feels inside your tight pussy, flecking you hard?”
I nod against his palm while my moans reverberate against it.
His hand moves from my breast to my clit, the tip of his middle finger gently rubbing it, making everything even more intense.
“Do you think you can come for me one last time?” he murmurs into my ear.
“Yes,” I whimper against his skin as pleasure coils in my lower abdomen.
He presses a kiss to my temple. “Such a good Kelari you are,” he praises, bringing me closer and closer to another release. “Coming so beautifully for me while squeezing my cock hard.”
It doesn’t take long for me to come one last time. Zun follows me over the precipice, filling my pussy with his cum.
We stay like that for several minutes, neither of us moving, waiting for our breathing to even. 
Eventually, Zun gently pulls out of me. “We shouldn’t have done this,” he says, his tone laced with remorse.
I yank my panties and pants up in one motion, before I reach for my discarded clothes. Once I’m dressed, I whirl on Zun. “Even if you regret what happened, I don’t.” 
Something flickers in his gaze. “What if you end up pregnant with my young first?” 
“Then, we will have a baby to love and protect.” 
“But, Cax should be the father of your first child. That’s how it has always been–the main mate is the first to father a child with his Kelari.” 
I tilt my head to the side. “How about we make our own rules from now on?” 
He looks lost. “Cax will be heartbroken and… I’m so disappointed with myself.” 
Seeing him so upset sadens me, so I place my palms on his chest. “All will be well,” I promise. 
He doesn’t seem to believe me but nods anyway. “We should check on the others,” he suggests.” 
“We should,” I agree. “And we should also leave the wine here.”
We quickly gather up the food and return to the others–they are waiting for us at the outskirts of the village, sitting on some rocks. 
“How are Cax and Xak?” I ask the Myrris.
“Still unresponsive,” Eryth replies. 
Zun offers them dried meat and nuts. We also try to make Cax and Xak eat something, but we give up after several attempts. 
We spend maybe half a day in that cavern, resting before continuing walking. 
It takes maybe ten hours before we reach a small underground river. The Myrris grow excited right away, relief flickering across their faces. 
“If we follow it upstream, we’ll reach a small underground cave with a natural chimney that leads outside,” Syrel explains.
A sigh of relief leaves me. “Thank fuck,” I say. “I’m more than ready to go home.” 

The next update should be on Monday. Not very much left of Nine's story. Sam or Rachel's book should be next?