Captured by Julia Rachel Barrett

woman before.   Mari, you are sweet,” his smile was shy, “in both places I licked.”
    Mari grinned at him.   “We have a saying on earth, there’s a first time for everything .   You did not hurt me.   You gave me…you gave me more pleasure than I ever dreamed a man could give a woman.”
    Ekkatt grinned back at her. Studying his face, Mari realized he was a very handsome man, with high cheekbones, lovely slanted eyes, a Grecian nose, and his wide, sensuous mouth.   He did pull out of her then, and she groaned, closing her eyes.   Ekkatt stretched his arms around her and pressed her to his chest.   Boneless, Mari, leaned her head on his shoulder.
    “I should carry you to bed, little human.   You are still recovering.   We can bathe later.”
    “Ekkatt?”
    “Yes?”
    “When you put me to bed, can we do this again?”
    Mari heard Ekkatt snort as his broad chest shook with laughter.   He swung her up in his arms so fast her head swam.  
    “Yes, little human, I would like nothing more than to do it again.”

Chapter 9

    “You know my anatomy,” said Mari, toying with Ekkatt’s small brown nipple. “But, I don’t know the names of your…parts.”
    She lay with her head nestled on his shoulder.  
    “Ah, my parts?   I have many parts.   Which parts are you most interested in?”
    She knew he was teasing her.   She’d come to learn that Ekkatt possessed a very dry sense of humor.   “We can start with the most important part.”   She stroked his penis where it lay at half-mast on his thigh.   She felt it twitch beneath her fingertips.
    Ekkatt chuckled.   “Uus.”
    Mari lifted her head.   “Us?”
    “No, uus, in your tongue pronounced as oos .”
    “Oh, like uustal, the weapon you gave me…the pistol.   Same root word then, they both shoot something.”
    “Yes,” Ekkatt snorted, “They both shoot something.”
    “And this part?”   Mari leaned up on an elbow and she reached down and caressed his scrotum.   She watched the soft sac contract.
    “Senn,” he replied, his voice low.   Mari felt his hand thread its way into her hair.   His fingers grazed her scalp.
    “Nice,” murmured Mari, closing her eyes.   Her finger reached for the round bud of his nipple.   “This?”
    “Tziva.”
    “For men and women?”
    “Tzivet for women.”   He put a hand on either side of her rib cage and pulled her on top of him.   He positioned her so her breast dangled near his mouth.   “I like your words better.   They are more…raw.”   Ekkatt took Mari’s nipple into his mouth and sucked.
    “Which words?”   Mari breathed.   Ekkatt nipped at her, making her gasp. He rolled her beneath him.
    “Fuck,” he said, “is a very good word.   So much meaning in one tiny word.   So many applications.”
    “What do you…?” Mari moaned as Ekkatt went to work on her other nipple. “What do you call sexual intercourse?”
    “Asam makay vesh ba.”
    “That’s a lot of words to describe fucking.”
    Ekkatt grunted and licked his way down her belly.   He lifted his head.   “I like the noises you make when I taste you, here.”   He spread her legs and licked her clit.   Mari whimpered.   “Yes, those noises.   I wish to see you, little human, when you reach your peak.”
    “When I…when I come?”   Mari could barely speak.
    “Yes,” Ekkatt grinned up at her. “When you come.   Another good word.   A very excellent word.”
    When he finished with her, Mari felt weak as a kitten.   Moving her little finger was probably more than she could handle.   But then Ekkatt loomed over her. His eyes were mere slits, his canines sharp, and his hard length was pressed against her. Unable to resist, she opened for him.   He filled her completely.  
    “You on top, Mari.” He reversed their positions. “So I can play with these pink tips.”   As Ekkatt tugged on her nipples Mari felt herself moving helplessly toward another orgasm.   He spread his legs and Mari