Over the next few weeks I commuted between Roswell and Las Cruces almost daily.
Did I need to go there that often to keep Alex in line? Probably not, but Rath was staying with Alex and I did need his sex. I was so addicted to it that I couldn’t deny myself, even for a day.
It is a three-hour drive and I had to do a lot of mindwarping to cover my absences. I was exhausted but it was completely worth it to have him.
He’d usually take me in Alex’s room, and even though I knew the human could hear and see what we were doing, I quickly stopped caring. The only thing I cared about was having Rath.
After we had sex, Rath would usually leave me to check Alex, and we’d developed a kind of friendship I guess.
We would talk about my relationship with Rath. An addiction he called it, and I easily admitted that he was right. He talked to me about getting help to get away from what he called an abusive situation.
He continually assured me that the others would understand what I was doing and would help me, and would still accept me.
At first I thought he was just trying to get me to let him go, but he really didn’t even seem to care about that. He seemed to care about me.
I couldn’t understand it. I had been party to kidnapping him, I was forcing him to do the translation, using my powers to control him, and he still cared about me.
I’d never felt so guilty in my life.
Today after three spectacular orgasms, Rath left me practically purring with satisfaction, spralled on the floor of Alex’s room, covered in bruises and bite marks. I lay there for a long time just savoring the sensations.
Finally Alex’s voice broke through my afterglow.
“I think the translation will be finished soon,” he said.
That got my attention, and I sat up and turned to face him.
He blushed deep red as his eyes met mine and I realized I was still naked. I rolled my eyes. Humans. So uptight about nudity.
“How soon?” I asked eagerly.
He kept his eyes locked on mine to avoid looking at my naked body. “Umm, can you put some clothes on?” he said. “I can’t talk to you when you are like that.”
I laughed, and stood up, motioning to my body. “What’s wrong with how I am?” I slid my hands seductively over my breasts. “Don’t you like my body?”
He swallowed hard and closed his eyes. “I’m sure it’s spectacular-”
“Spectacular?” I cut in, teasing him. “You must have looked to see that much.”
He blushed even redder. “I’ve caught glimpses when I couldn’t control myself.”
I laughed again, and he hurried to continue. “Umm, I mean when I didn’t have control of my body, sometimes I couldn’t look away, when you and Rath. . .” he trailed off.
“When Rath was fucking my brains out?” I suggested.
“Umm, yeah,” he agreed.
“And what about you?” I continued teasing him as I walked toward him. “Are you jealous? Do you want this spectacular body? Do you want to know what you are missing?”
I stopped within inches of him. “Do you want to fuck my brains out?”
“N-no!” he denied instantly. “I-I don’t think of you like that. We’re friends.”
I was amazed that he could still call me a friend after everything I’d done to him. It hit me like a bucket of cold water and washed away the teasing instantly.
Turning away from him, I quickly dressed and sat on the bed opposite him. “You can look now,” I said. “And tell me about the translation.
He opened one eye halfway to check, and when he saw I was clothed, he released a deep breath of relief and opened both eyes to meet mine. “The code breaker program seems to have locked in one symbol, and if it is right, it could still take weeks or months, but it could only be a matter of days.”
“And then we can go home,” I whispered, barely daring to believe.
“What will you do?” he asked, “I mean, about the others?”
I was surprised by his question. “You mean since I’m Max’s wife?” I shrugged. “I’ll still be his wife and have Rath too. Max doesn’t have to know.”
He frowned. “You’d cheat on Max?”
I smiled. “Cheating is such a human concept.”
“But,” he continued, “if Max finds out-“
I cut him off. “In my other life, Rath and I had the same relationship while I was married. So why shouldn’t we continue just as we are when we go back?” I shrugged again. “And I’ll make sure Max doesn’t find out.”
He seemed shocked. “You and Rath, in you last life?”
After a minute he shook his head. “But that’s not what I meant exactly. What I was asking was if Lonnie and Rath have the translation to get home, what about Michael and Isabel? Will they go home too?”
I shrugged. “I don’t know about Michael and Isabel. Probably not. But I made a deal with Lonnie. Max is coming with us, or I won’t tell her where the Granolith is.”
He looked surprised. “Aren’t you afraid that they will try to double-cross you? Don’t you think they want to rule? What if they try to kill you and Max when you get there?”
I smiled. “I have a plan for that too.”
He shook his head. “But this is really dangerous, Tess. You are putting your life and Max’s at risk, betting everything on your plan. Please tell the others what is going on so they can help.”
I smiled indulgently at him. He really was a nice guy, worrying about me, but he didn’t need to. I knew what I was doing. I just needed to stick to my plan. “I’ve got everything under control.”
That night Rath and I left Lonnie to stay with Alex and we went out to eat.
Sure, we usually just spent our time together fucking like minks, but sometimes we did other stuff too. Although I will admit that even though I was hungry for food, I was even hungrier for sex, and from the way Rath was looking at me I knew he was thinking the same thing.
It would be a short meal.
He pulled the car into the parking lot but before we got out, he grabbed me, kissing me hard. His hands slid under my shirt and bra, roughly flicking and pulling at my nipples, causing them to instantly harden.
After a moment he pulled back and looked me over, nodding with satisfaction. I knew my mouth would be red and swollen from his kisses and my aroused nipples were clearly visible through my shirt.
“Now every man in there will know how much you want me,” he growled.
I laughed. “Well you could just throw me across the table and fuck me in front of them.”
“Don’t think I haven’t thought about it,” he said without a trace of a smile, and it made me shiver all over with desire even thinking it could be true. My nipples drew to even tighter points and I felt a rush of liquid between my legs.
The possibility of an audience made me hot, and Rath saw it too, making his eyes darken. “Just when I think I have you all figured out, you surprise me little slut.” He kissed me again, hard and hungry. It turned him on too.
We went into the restaurant and Rath requested a table.
I really didn’t think about why until he put one hand under the table, and I nearly gasped as I felt the button of my jeans pop open and my zipper lowering. He was using his powers to slowly open it, inch by inch, and I started to feel the cool air of the restaurant on my heated skin.
But it didn’t stop at the end of the zipper. The seam in my jeans continued to open, and the fabric pushed wide apart so my entire pussy and half my ass was exposed.
With his knee, Rath pushed my leg, opening it wide, and used his foot to hook mine around the leg of the chair. I wasn’t sure what he had in mind but I wrapped my other foot around the other side of the chair and tilted my hips forward, scooting to the edge of the seat so I was completely open to him.
His leg held mine open and his hand was instantly on my knee, slowly sliding up, and I swear I stopped breathing, waiting for him to touch me.
The table probably blocked the view of most of the people in the restaurant, but there was no table cloth and if anyone looked at just the right angle they would be able to see everything. But instead of worrying me, it excited me.
It seemed to take forever for him to get where I wanted him, and I could see the satisfaction in his eyes when he finally brushed the naked skin of my thigh with his fingers making me gasp.
Unfortunately at that moment, the waiter approached the table. He was young, probably a college student, I guessed, and pretty cute.
I saw him glance at my obviously kissed lips and then at my aroused breasts causing a small smirk to lift his lips. Rath had wanted people to notice that I was obviously aroused, but it made me smile that the waiter had no idea what was happening right under his nose.
The waiter’s smile dimmed as he glanced at Rath and then back at me, and it was clear he was wondering what a nice girl like me was doing with a punk.
I hadn’t even glanced at the menu and maybe Rath realized it or maybe he just wanted the waiter to leave but he ordered for us both. “Two burgers, fries, and cherry Cokes, Zach” he said with a glance at the guy’s name tag, and tossing the menus at the waiter with his free hand.
With a jerk of his foot, Rath pulled my chair even closer and leaned toward me so he had better access. His fingers continued to lightly stroke over me as he met my eyes. “Think I can make you cum right here?”
I was sure he could, and I didn’t want him to stop, so I challenged him. “I don’t know,” I said with a smile. “But you could give it a try?”
His eyebrows rose like he couldn’t believe I doubted his ability, and then I saw determination settle in his expression. His gaze intensified and he brushed my clit with a feather’s touch that made me jump. He smiled with satisfaction.
Zach, the waiter, choose that moment to bring us our drinks, and Rath waited until he was gone to start moving again.
I thought he’d go straight for the gold, and make me cum before the waiter came back, but he left my clit, and I practically groaned with disappointment. For long minutes, he lightly stroked around my edge of my thighs, moving up and down and around, and it was driving me crazy.
I hadn’t had Rath yet today and I was soaking wet and horny, needing his sex so much. I thought he’d never touch me where I really needed it, and I scooted even farther forward, so I was halfway off the chair.
Rath chuckled at my eagerness, and rewarded me with a quick stroke over my core.
“So wet,” he said with a wink, “and I bet that pussy is just aching for me.”
I nodded, holding his gaze. “Only you have what I need,” I said honestly, knowing he loved to hear it.
He smiled again, and this time brushed his fingertips along the edge of my pussy lips. “And if you are real good, I might just give it to you.”
He continued to lightly stroke my lower lips, skipping over my core and clit, and I was going wild with desire. My hands fidgeted on the table and I just had the thought that I could reach down and help him, but he seemed to read my mind.
“Keep those hands on the table,” he ordered. “I decide when and where you get touched.”
He parted my pussy lips, slowly brushing over me, gradually going deeper until he reached my soaking core. His fingertip dipped just barely inside me, and he surprised me by flicking my clit with his thumb.
He felt so good, I almost cried out, and pushed my hips even closer to him, trying to make him touch me where I so desperately needed.
With his fingers still at my entrance, he finally concentrated on my clit, rubbing it, gradually putting more pressure on it. I practically sighed with relief, getting what I needed, but just as quickly became caught up in the sensations he was causing.
He carefully watched my reactions as he began to build me up, and then lessened the pressure on my clit.
I wanted to moan in frustration, beg him to continue, but I didn’t have the chance as he plunged two large fingers deep into me.
Oh shit it felt good, but I needed so much more.
At that moment, the waiter, Zach, brought our food.
I expected Rath to remove his fingers, but he didn’t.
As Zach put our food in front of us, Rath started to stroke my clit with his thumb.
“Anything else I can get you?” Zach asked.
I was already half-way to an orgasm and couldn’t think straight much less ask for anything, but Rath not only requested refills on our untouched drinks, but also Tabasco since there wasn’t any on the table.
It was very surreal but I was getting desperate to cum, so I started to slowly rock on his fingers.
Rath smiled and continued to lazily stroke my sensitive nub until Zach had returned with the requested items.
After he left, Rath turned to meet my gaze. “I don’t care if you ride my fingers, but don’t cum yet,” he ordered.
I nodded, wondering if I could hold out much longer.
“Eat your food,” he demanded.
I hastily stuffed some fries in my mouth, chewing and swallowing, even though I couldn’t taste them at all. My senses seemed to all be concentrated on my sex and not what I was eating.
Rath rewarded my compliance with a hard swipe across my clit that sent shivers through me.
Cutting my burger in half, I struggled to keep moving on his fingers as I took small bites, and with each one, Rath worked my clit.
As I continued to eat, I was getting closer and closer to orgasm, but I held back, not wanting to displease him.
A movement across the restaurant caught my attention and I saw our waiter Zach, had just realized what was going on. He’d bent down to pick up something and had a clear view of my bare pussy and Rath’s fingers inside me. His eyes grew wide with shock, and it turned me on even more.
I smiled and sped up a little as I said to Rath, “The waiter just noticed what we are doing.”
He met my gaze and held it as he continued to casually brush my clit. “Is he enjoying the show?”
I glanced at Zach and saw that pure lust had taken the place of his shock, and he was pretending to tie his shoe as he eagerly watched the show.
“He can’t take his eyes away,” I said, feeling a rush of moisture coat Rath’s fingers. I was so close to orgasm, and I needed to cum so badly. “Can I cum now?”
He chuckled. “Are you finished with your food?”
I nodded eagerly, waiting for him to finish me, but he withdrew his fingers, fixing my jeans with a small motion.
I almost cried in frustration. “But you said you’d make me cum,” I complained.
Grinning, he sucked his fingers clean of my juices. “I have a better idea.”
He tossed a fifty on the table, more than double what we owed, and he gave Zach a jut of his chin as we headed for the door.
I couldn’t help but thinking that Zack was one lucky stiff that day, getting a huge tip and a peep show.
I started toward the car, but Rath grabbed my arm and pulled me around the back of the building, into the alley. Without even speaking, he pushed me roughly against the wall of the next building and used his powers to unfasten my jeans. With a jerk, he stripped them down my legs and I stepped out of them without him asking.
It was obvious what he had in mind. He wanted to fuck right there in broad daylight, where anyone could see. And I loved it.
I pulled at the fastening on his jeans as he jerked my shirt over my head and pushed up my bra, squeezing my breast hard. I was effectively naked, and it was exciting.
He pushed his jeans to the ground, so that they pooled around his legs, but I only had eyes for his massive cock. And he didn’t keep me waiting. Gripping my ass, he lifted me and plunged inside.
I cried out, arching back with pleasure and wrapped my legs around him. My breasts pushed out, and Rath took the opportunity to capture one with his mouth and lave it roughly with his tongue.
He set a quick pace and we moved together for long moments, the only sounds grunts and gasps of pleasure and bodies slapping together.
He sucked my breast hard and then bit my sensitive nipple, making me cry out with pain and pleasure. My fingers sunk into his back, demanding that he fuck me harder and faster.
With a satisfied chuckle he complied, pumping into me so fast it took my breath away.
A motion to the side caught my attention, and I saw our waiter Zach and two other guys standing outside the back door of the restaurant. They were totally captivated by what we were doing, their eyes wide with desire, and it made me even more excited.
I climaxed instantly, but Rath didn’t even slow down. “Let’s give them a good show,” he growled in my ear.
I nodded and quickly matched his rhythm. “Oh fuck, you feel so good!” I cried out so our audience could hear. “Fuck me hard, just like that.”
With another glance at them, I could see they were shifting around, getting restless. Zach’s eyes kept flicking from my bouncing breasts to where I was joined with Rath, and I loved that he was looking at my body.
At that moment, Zach’s gaze met mine. Slowly I brought my hand to my mouth, licking my fingers and then skimmed them down my body to my clit. I watched his eyes follow my hand, and widen when I started to quickly stroke my nub.
I saw his hand move down to the front of his pants, and felt a surge when he started stroking himself. I sped up on Rath even more, feeling a second powerful climax coming.
Rath chuckled. “You little slut, you really like being watched.”
He slapped my ass, bitting down hard on my breast, and I pinched my clit, making me cum again. I cried out with the power of it, and Rath sank deep inside me, letting my pussy squeeze his still-hard cock.
My body quivered with the aftershocks and I continued to play with my nub to extend my pleasure.
Rath let me have a moment to savor before his eyes met mine. He didn’t have to say a word for me to know he wasn’t finished.
With a smile, he pulled out, setting me on my feet and spinning me toward a pile of boxes. He pushed me forward so I was leaning over one and kicked my feet apart so I was open wide for him.
He smacked my ass again, and I looked to the side to see that our audience had grown to four and that they were completely captivated by us. I could see Zach’s eyes flicking between my body and Rath’s groin, and knew he’d caught sight of Rath’s impressive member.
I also knew that Zach now realized why I was with Rath.
Over my shoulder I saw Rath stroke himself to make sure the other guys got a good look, and then he gripped my hips and slammed in to the hilt. He filled me so perfectly and I moaned at the perfect sensation.
“That’s right, baby,” he growled. “That’s just what you need, my big, thick cock. You can never get enough.”
I started to pump my hips and he slid inside me. “Oh yes. I need you inside me all the time.”
He withdrew and slammed back inside.
I cried out. “Fuck me good and hard!”
Grasping my breasts, he started to pound into me and I instantly caught his rhythm, meeting his strokes.
He pinched and pulled at my nipples, sending pain and pleasure through me, making me moan. He sped up, and just a few more of his pounding strokes pushed me over the edge. But he didn’t miss a stroke and sped up even more.
His hands slid down to my hips, pumping me against him, his long fingers rubbing my clit.
I gasped with the insane amount of pleasure, panting to try and catch my breath.
Once again I glanced at our audience and saw Zach rubbing himself vigorously through his pants. At the rate he was going, he might come before we did, and it actually really turned me on to see how much he was enjoying watching us.
Rath rubbed my clit harder and somehow sped up even more. He pinched my clit and it felt so good that I climaxed again.
I collapsed, exhausted, but I was aware that Rath followed me this time, growling his completion. His fingers slid across my clit, making me shiver and sending more waves of pleasure through me. My core pulsed around his thick cock and all I wanted was to sleep.
Rath pulled out, and I practically cried with the loss. I could hear him zipping his jeans, and thought I should be getting dressed but I didn’t seem to be able to move. I was just wondering what I was going to do when Rath took the decision away from me. He pulled up my pants and settled my bra into place before straightening my shirt.
I saw him look over to our audience with a shit-eating grin and give them a mocking salute. Then he threw me over his shoulder like I weighed nothing and carried me back to the car.
It was the nicest thing he’d ever done for me.