He was gasping now, and whimpering lightly on every exhalation.He was gasping now, and whimpering lightly on every exhalation. Finally, he found the consciousness to open his eyes, and saw a similar hunger in her face, felt as her breasts pushed rhythmically at him as she panted as well; the kamireh affected Ishtarians, too. "I must . . . " she began, then broke off as a shudder ran through her; her felt her sex also twitch and pulse against his naked belly. "I must . . . be careful of the kamireh, or I will not be able to," she looked at his shining body with greed, "restrain myself long enough to instruct you properly." For a brief few seconds, she simply stared at him, grasped his upper arms, and gripped them so hard that she left the imprints of her nails in his skin. "It's a pity you Starfleet types are so dedicated, and so easily missed, or else I might never let you off my ship." At his expression, she patted his cheek. "Don't worry, Doctor. I have every intention of allowing you to return to your duty, but," and she traced her fingers along his sternum down to the hollow area between his hips, "your duty lies with me right now." Yet again, she drove her hips down onto his, this time lingering a little longer. He felt her muscles contract as she squeezed at him, and felt rather than saw her take two handsful of his hair and pull his head back until his neck was extended completely. Fleet doctor, brilliant specialist in multi-species medicine, he was now nothing but a mass of raw nerve endings, knowing and caring about nothing but the satisfaction of the woman that had swallowed him up. She was right; his duty was here now. She clutched at him for a few more times, her own face betray- ing her excitement and desire as she watched his body arch under hers, and then she withdrew, oblivious to his sobs, and stood over him on the bed. He could restrain himself no longer. "Lady!" he begged her. "Lady, please . . . " His voice broke as he begged. "Lady . . . " But she simply stood over him, looking down at him stretched beneath her, his arms tense with their tendons standing out in clear relief as he strained against the cords, fists gripping them. |