The cost of Infinity

Chap 12: Well, there goes my leverage

I repeat my speech several times as I pace back and forth in front of the bed but, when she walks out, my brain turns into mush, my speech becomes alphabet soup, and the only thing I can focus on is her abs and the outline in her gray sweatpants. Then I notice she's checking me out as well. She has that same predatory look in her eyes that she had that day in the lab. Her gaze starts at my neck, then continues to the curve of my breast, and finally rests on my hips. I begin to feel uncomfortable and attempt to cover myself with my arms, but it's no use. She loves how flustered she makes me. I can see the joy in the slight grin she is trying to hide behind her hand, partly covering her mouth.

I cross my arms over my chest, try to stand a little straighter, and sound more assertive. "So, are you ready to talk?" I ask. she stands in front of me, and I can feel the heat from her body. She came out of the shower a while ago; there is no logical reason that her body should be radiating this much warmth. She smells like honey, sandalwood, pine needles, and a hint of something spicy and rich that I can't figure out. It's intoxicating; the longer I'm near her, the more I feel my strength and resolve crumbling to dust.

I cross one leg over the other and turn my head to avoid eye contact, not realizing I exposed my weak spots making for an easy kill shot. She lets her lips softly graze my ear as she makes a guttural growling sound. It's so animalistic that my body responds on instinct. I moan but quickly turn my face toward hers, put one hand on her chest and attempt to push her back. I need to create some space between us, just enough to give me time to compose myself. Instead, she grabs my arm, lifts it over her head, and places it around her neck. Before I had time to process what happened, she put her other arm around my waist and closed the distance between us. She leaves a trail of soft kisses down my neck and softly bites that muscle between my neck and shoulder. My mouth and eyes are wide open now, my right leg is shaking, and I have one set of nails digging into her neck while the other digs into her arm. But of course, she's completely unphased by this.

I gasp at the sensations I'm feeling. This isn't my first time being aroused, but something is different. Every touch, smell, and taste is amplified. A part of me wants to push her away, while the other part wants to pull her in closer. The plan Infinity, Focus on your plan, tell her! I try to speak, but nothing comes out but a gasp. Why do I have G-spots on the outside of my body!?! I know life isn't fair, but damn, this feels like the entire universe is against me right now.

I feel this rush of heat run through me, and my legs get weak. Just as I think I'm about to collapse on the floor, she lifts me up and carries me to the bed. I usually sleep in the skin I was born in, so when she runs her hand up my back trying to locate my bra clasp, she discovers nothing is standing in the way of what she wants. It's like I just gift-wrapped my body to her. Le sigh. She pulls off my shirt and smirks as she sees my hard nipples.

As she brings one of them to her mouth, I hear her take a deep breath in, and I know she can smell my arousal. We make eye contact, and those gray eyes that seemed so cold before are now a warm amber, and those silver shards are dancing specks of gold that remind me of flames drifting away from a fire. If we were near the fire, I would have assumed it was the reflection in her eyes but were not, and it was turned off anyway.

Suddenly something clicks in my mind. She's in heat; I've seen enough wildlife documentaries to know when an animal's savage instincts have taken over, and the look she's giving me is just that. It's the instincts of a feral animal that has a natural urge to breed. I can't control my body's responses anymore. I feel my clit throb and my walls clench. I arch my back, grab the straps of her sports bra and pull her closer to me. I slowly bring my lips closer to hers, and the closer I get, the more I can feel her warmth, but just before our lips touch, she pulls away.

Cheeky, but I can fix that. A hungry predator can't resist the cry of a wounded animal, so I whimper, and just as I suspected, it pulls the animal out of her even further. Her pupils dilate, and her breathing increases, but none of that compares to her teeth. Yes, her teeth. Both her upper and lower canines are needle-sharp, and it leaves me wondering if they had always been that way or was she transforming into something else. She leans down to kiss me, and the rush I feel when our lips touch makes me squirm under her. The next thing I see when I open my eyes is my shorts in her hand. She smiles at me. "See, I told you these couldn't stop me," she says. She throws them on the floor as I reach out for them. she lays on top of me and gets close to my ear again. Just as I feel something hard and warm near the folds of my pussy she whispers, "just breath," as she enters me.

I grab the sheets, arch my back and draw in a deep breath. I somehow manage to get out the words "I wasn't ready" she looks down at me and smiles, "you said you weren't ready, but I can tell by how wet you are that your body has been craving this all day." Something about the way I moan after that adds to her excitement, and she shivers. She's ever so gentle as she grazes her teeth along the line between my neck and shoulder. As she starts to pull out, I feel my walls clench around her in a feeble attempt to keep her inside of me. My mouth says I don't want her, but my body is betraying me and telling the truth. She's enjoying every minute of this as she slowly breaks down my defenses and control with every deep stroke. She has one hand in my hair, softly massaging my scalp and the other hand under my ass, lifting me to her so she can plunge deeper. She makes her slow, calculated descent into me as I make my descent into madness.

Six inches, eight inches, ten inches; every time she pulls out, it's like she adds two more inches back for good measure. I'm glad she released the guards for the night because if she hadn't, I'm sure they would be getting some interesting ASMR right now. 2 more inches, and that's when it happens... she hits my G-spot, and the universe melts away. Of course, she has the perfect curve; now I know why the system put us together. Our bodies were made for each, made for this, and everyone knew it but me.

All I can do is beg and try to run, but she holds me in place. My breathing gets faster, my legs shake, and my hips thrust up towards her involuntarily. She leans into my ear and whispers, "cum for me," and as if on command, that's what I do. I'm sure that this whole ship just heard my scream, but I don't care anymore. As my body jerks under her, she whispers "good girl" in my ear, and another orgasm takes over me. This proves to be too much for her as she picks up her pace. Just when I think its over, a third orgasm hits me like a tsunami, and I feel us cum together.

I'm used to the other person rolling off afterward but not her. She stays where she is. Instead, she's slowly moving her hips in circles, mixing our juices—all but guaranteeing a successful breeding attempt.

Well, there goes my leverage...