Koop's Spark Page 7

  Koop shook his head a little. “I have so much to learn.”

  Maggie shuffled forward on the couch and cupped Koop’s hands in hers. “We will do this together, right?” She smiled.

  “We will, me unum. But why did you ask for me to…hang on?”

  Maggie drew in a breath. Even with the urge to have Koop between her legs and the mating heat driving her on, she needed an answer to her question.

  “Do Gracian males ever get fed up or regret being with their sparks?”

  “You are our sparks! I do not understand. We would never refuse you or turn you away.” Koop scowled.

  “No, I mean…” Maggie sighed. “Say you like your sparks at first, but then they can’t have your babe, or even if they do, they put weight on, or grow old and look ugly.” She went on to explain more, hoping Koop would get the gist of what she meant. But Koop cupped her cheeks and drew his face closer to hers.

  “You are mine, Maggie, and I yours. Nothing—and I mean nothing—would ever deter me from your bed, from you, or anything to do with you. If you can’t have younglings, then so be it. If you place more weight on your body, it is more for me to hold. And in my eyes, you will never be ugly. I will love every inch, scar, wrinkle, and gray hair for the rest of our lives.”

  Her heart thawed at Koop’s words, and not delaying another second, Maggie whispered, “Take me to bed.”

  “But I thought you wished to talk?” Koop asked, looking confused. “I was only going to help appease your pain, so we could speak,” he stated straight-faced.

  Maggie nearly laughed. Had Amelia’s take her to your cabin, Koop, and ravish her not sunk into the man’s head? “Let’s talk after?” Maggie replied, feeling a little vulnerable.

  She had never initiated sex before. It had only ever happened when Todd wanted it. She waited for her prompt to seep into his mind and then to be scooped up and taken to her bedroom. But when Koop didn’t move a muscle, she grew a little worried.

  When Koop remained staring at her emotionlessly, Maggie continued, “Amelia said, if we were to mate, we will have years to get to know each other, right?”

  Koop’s lips curved up into a huge smile that filled his face from ear to ear. Maggie’s heart rocked to a beat she’d never felt before. It almost felt like it was trying to thud out of her chest.

  “You want me?” Koop asked, still grinning.

  Well, duh! “Yes,” Maggie said, her voice all whispery.

  “I will never intentionally do anything to hurt you, Maggie, this I promise.” he said, suddenly moving and scooping her back up into his arms. Holding her close to his chest, he started walking across the room with her.

  Koop lowered his head and kissed her, his mouth covering hers. Maggie closed her eyes and relished the feeling as his tongue stroked across her lips. She opened, allowing him access. His tongue caressed along hers, leaving a smoky, manly taste behind, and she groaned again.

  Suddenly, Koop pulled away, and she emitted a squark when she found herself weightless for a few seconds in the air before she hit the soft bedding on her bed. Maggie hadn’t even realized he’d walked them into her bedroom.

  Koop quickly followed her down, his mouth back covering hers in a heated, passionate kiss. Maggie held onto Koop’s shoulder with one hand while trying to reach her other hand around to the side of the dress that suddenly felt restricting. The material felt coarse and scratchy against her overly sensitive skin. Another heated wave flowed through her.

  “Oh God,” Maggie gasped, pulling her mouth away from Koop’s. “Please help me get this damn dress off.”

  For a brief, self-conscious moment as Koop sat up on his knees and helped her pull the flowing, lacy material away from her body, Maggie’s thoughts went to Todd and how he always made her feel when she was undressed. Words like unattractive and frumpy were foremost in her mind. She never realized until now just how she had seen herself through his eyes throughout her marriage. He had never made love to her with the lights on.

  Made love? No, that wasn’t the word for what she and Todd had shared. Sadness crept inside Maggie’s heart when she really looked at their sex sessions. Every time they had sex, Todd always went to the bathroom afterward and bathed, he would then climb back into bed with pajama bottoms on. In the ten years they had been married, they had never slept together naked. Maggie also realized the only time Todd had ever gone down on her was their wedding night. Why had it taken her so long to realize how one man made her feel? How she had allowed him to make her perceive herself that way?

  * * * *

  When Maggie’s hands had pulled at the Gracian gown she was wearing, her frantic movements and sudden begging had Koop wondering what was wrong. He was confused at first. One moment they were kissing and the next she was moving a hand about frantically to the side of her. It was only when she asked for help to remove her dress that he realized what was making her unhappy.

  The heat she was going through had made her body sensitive. He knew this because he had researched female heat after the first sparks had been found. Koop had wanted to learn all he could, to make sure if he were lucky enough to find his spark, he would be able to help her get through the mating heat with as little discomfort as possible.

  Quickly, he sought out the side opening when Maggie paused and her hands dropped onto the bed beside her. Turning his gaze back to hers, Koop watched as Maggie’s eyes clouded over with deep emotion. Slowly, a frown appeared on her beautiful face and sadness entered her eyes before they began to shimmer with unshed tears.

  “Are you okay, me unum?” Koop asked worriedly, cupping her face. He wanted to pull his spark into his arms and protect her from whatever was bothering her. If it was him, he would walk into the nearest airlock now.

  “He never really loved me at all,” Maggie whispered, a miserable, depressive tone edging her voice. She turned her eyes to his as if finally seeing him.

  A single tear rolled down her cheek. Koop swiped the wetness away with his thumb but didn’t move his hand.

  “Todd, I mean. Right from the beginning, he made me feel inadequate about myself in bed. I always felt chubby, my arse fat and unsightly. He would have sex with me then immediately head to the bathroom. It was never like I’d read in my books.” Maggie’s cheeks turned slightly pink. “But I never really looked at our marriage. Work kept me busy and my mind ticking over all the time. I see it all now. At work he was a totally different man. He treated me like an equal. He was kind and considerate and showed me a great deal of respect. But at home, in bed, things were much different. He would have sex with me, but it would be a quick dip, he’d come and that was it. Not once, did he cuddle afterward, or even sleep without nightwear next to me. Why didn’t I see this until now?”

  Another tear dripped from Maggie’s eye, coursing down her cheek.

  “How could I have believed for so long that things between us were okay? I’d even been prepared to bring a child into that life…” A sob left her. “He even controlled that too by having a vasectomy.”

  Koop’s heart clenched at his spark’s pain. He made a mental note to look up what a vasectomy was; it wasn’t something he’d read about so far in Amelia’s notes or his research.

  “Me unum,” he crooned. “You are free from that life now. Do not let it ruin what we may have. I promise never to treat you as he did. It makes me want to find this male and show him how to treat a female properly.”

  Maggie’s lips curled up in a small smile. “I don’t think it would make much difference. He’s a pompous arse. He would probably just blame someone else, like his mother, for the way he is.” Maggie sighed. She cupped his hand on her face and held it, and turned her face into his palm. She placed a small kiss there, then stared into his eyes.“I’m sorry, Koop. I didn’t mean to ruin things.”

  Seeing the sadness in Maggie’s eyes had Koop’s heart breaking a little.

  It was his turn to shake his head. “Nothing is ruined, my spark. What that male did to you and how he mad
e you feel will be forgotten when you give me the chance to prove to you how a male should treat his female. There is the option, of course, that when we take you to your planet, I could seek him out and beat him up a little.”

  Maggie laughed. “No, it’s okay, Koop. I wouldn’t want you to dirty your hands on him. He isn’t worth it. If anything, I’m angry at myself for not seeing what kind of life I really had. There is a saying on my planet—love is blind. It is so true. He’s just a dick.” She sighed again.

  Koop lowered his head and touched his lips to hers in a brief kiss. “Then allow me to show you how to see while in love?”

  “But I don’t love you yet,” Maggie said, then she quickly cupped her mouth. “Sorry.”

  Koop chuckled. “Love will come to you later, this I am sure. I understand you’re not like us, Maggie. We recognize our sparks instantly. Love is something that comes with that first burst of energy.” He kissed Maggie’s lips, his eyes never leaving hers. “Love will come.” He smiled.

  “Confident much?” Maggie chuckled, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him closer to her.

  Her lips pressed against his before her tongue roamed over them. He opened, allowing her entry. Their kiss grew quickly heated until once again Maggie was struggling with her dress.

  “Dammit,” she muttered into the kiss.

  Halting their kiss to see why Maggie was annoyed, he could see her struggling once again with her gown. Koop reached for the top of her gown and pulled the seam apart. He watched the material glide down and over her breasts to pool at her waist. Koop’s mouth immediately drooled. What a fine pair of mounds she had.

  Raising his hands, he cupped both her breasts and rubbed his thumbs over the tight, hard nubs. Maggie gasped, thrusting her chest further into his palms. Lowering his head, he pulled her right nipple into his mouth and curved his tongue around it. He didn’t allow her other nipple to be left alone, he tweaked it between his finger and thumb.

  “Oh God, that feels so good.” She groaned.

  After suckling for a short while, Koop changed breasts. His cock was extremely hard and uncomfortable in his pants. He now knew how Maggie felt in her gown. With an audible pop he released her left nipple and drew back. He fumbled with his uniform, taking it off piece by irritating piece. He never took his eyes off Maggie’s. He watched her eyes widen when he revealed his stiff shaft that stood up erect, touching his stomach.

  “So big,” she uttered. “How is that supposed to fit?”

  Immediate satisfaction rose in Koop’s chest. If she thought he was big, then the male she had before was inadequate.

  “How a male is supposed to be,” he replied, dropping the last piece of his clothing to the floor. “I will take it slow, me unum.”

  He carefully pushed Maggie back to lay on the bed and pulled her gown slowly from her body, taking in every beautiful inch of her. He watched in wonder as her cheeks bloomed a deep red and her arms crossed over her chest, hiding those delicious mounds he’d tasted.

  “Why do you hide yourself?” he asked, gently moving her arms from her chest. “I like what I see, Maggie.”

  Her eyes dilated, and her cheeks turned even more pink. “But—”

  “No buts.” Koop shook his head.

  Picking up both of her hands, Koop kissed each of her palms before laying them on his shoulders. He slowly moved down his spark’s body until his face was even with her core. Looking up and smiling at her, he eased her knees apart and settled between them. Maggie never once removed her hands. He could feel a slight tremor in them where they rested.

  “Do you really want this, Maggie?” Koop asked. He wanted to make sure his spark was ready and willing to take him as a mate. He urged Maggie not to deny their mating with words that came from deep inside his heart. “I want you to know, I will not be like that male from your past. I am a Gracian warrior and nothing like him. I will aim to care for you, love you, and make sure nothing, even myself, harms you in any way. I do not want you to accept our mating just because you think I will die. I wish for you to be happy, to be prepared to spend many happy yarns together.”

  Maggie released his shoulders and pulled herself up to rest on her elbows. “I am giving you my heart and my body, Koop. All I ask is that you don’t break them.”

  That was all Koop waited for. He lowered his head and brushed a quick kiss over Maggie’s lips before moving even lower to her core. He ran his tongue through her swollen folds. With his thumbs he moved the plump lips apart and delved his tongue deeper along her slit.

  Maggie’s groans filled his ears that were feeling slightly squeezed by her knees as she tried to close her legs. He moved closer, widening her thighs with his shoulders. He tongued her from arse to clit, stopping at her sensitive nub to pull it into his mouth. He suckled it deeply. Maggie moaned louder and thrust her hips up. Koop lost connection to the tiny nub for a moment. Removing his hand from her left thigh, he placed it on her stomach, holding her still.

  “Koop, please,” Maggie begged.

  “What is it you wish for?” he asked teasingly as he slid a finger inside her heated core.

  “Ohhhhh.” Maggie moaned and wiggled her hips, trying to gain more entrance on his digit.

  Koop withdrew his finger then placed another alongside of it and entered her again. Once again, he drew her clit into his mouth, sliding it gently between his teeth. He could feel the tremors ripple through her vaginal walls as he began to move in and out of it in a faster rhythm. He added another finger inside and curled them.

  Amongst his research he’d read about these human females having something called a g-spot inside of them. A small ripple spot that was as sensitive as their clit. Some human scientists said it didn’t exist, whereas others insisted it did. By the way Maggie suddenly jerked against his hand holding her down and began moaning even louder, Koop would have said these human females definitely had some kind of sensitive spot inside them.

  Koop could feel how close she was to release. Her vagina walls quivered against his fingers. His dick was now so hard it was near painful. He had vowed the first time with his spark would be for her benefit. For her to come first, for their mating to be slow and loving. But that all flew out of the porthole when Maggie came around his fingers. This first time was going to be hot, dirty, and hard.

  Sliding his fingers from her vibrating core, Koop pulled his mouth off her clit and kissed his way up his spark’s limp body. He desperately needed to be inside Maggie and now!

  Maggie’s cheeks were rosy red, her eyes closed, and her lips raised in a satisfied smile. He covered her with his body, placing his hard shaft at her entrance.

  “Me unum,” Koop said, silently urging Maggie to open her eyes.

  Bright green eyes met his as if she’d read his mind. He knew his own eyes must be swirling fast now as his passion rose inside him.

  “Tell me one last time before I mate you. This is what you wish for?” he asked. “Not because of anything Twirl said, or that you are doing this for any other reason but that you wish to mate me and be with me until we part this life.”

  If Maggie was to say no to him now, he wouldn’t have to walk into an airlock and release himself into space. The pain of rejection after they had come this far would surely kill him.

  “Yes.” She nodded, cupping his face with one of her small hands. “Mate me, Koop. I want this, not because of what Twirl said, or even the fact I get to see May. I want you, I wish for the children I have always dreamed of, but most of all…the love I require to mend my heart, the love you can give me.”

  That was all Koop needed. He would give Maggie anything she wanted if he could do it. He shifted his hips, pushing his cock into her center. The pleasure he felt was unreal. He had only had sex with one of the sex bots a few times. It was nothing like this. That was mechanical, a need. This was…magnificent, astounding. The silky velvetiness of Maggie’s heated core flowed over his shaft as he pushed inside her. Her gaze met his as he gained entrance. The rap
ture in her eyes reflected what he felt as he slid into her inch by inch.

  “So tight…” He groaned. “So wet…”

  He continued to advance slowly, taking in every of one Maggie’s emotions and slight winces at his size, until he finally felt his balls touch her sweet and wondrous backside. They both lay there panting for a short time before Maggie wrapped her long legs around his waist and bucked her hips.

  “Move, Gracian.” Maggie smiled. “This human needs some loving.” She blushed.

  Her boldness turned him on more, and he swore his shaft grew larger inside of his mate. Koop withdrew while lowering his head and placing a devouring kiss on his spark’s lips. He thrust his cock within the tight, but slick, confines of her body as he pushed his tongue inside her mouth. He fucked both her mouth and core with abandonment.

  Maggie’s nails scraped up and down his back as she moved with him. Small moans and groans filled the cabin along with the sexy sounds of their copulation. Koop had wondered quite often what sex with his spark would be like. He never in his wildest dreams thought it would be as marvelous as this.

  Koop moved faster, his hips jerking, his cock sliding in and out of Maggie’s slick body. “I am sorry, me unum, I cannot hold on for much longer,” he admitted in a strained voice. “Being with you is just too good.”

  He thrust harder and as deeply as he could. The sudden want and urge to plant his seed deep inside Maggie and see her bloom with his youngling hit him hard.

  “Come, Maggie. Come around my cock. Let me feel your passion,” he urged through gritted teeth as he drove in and out of his mate.

  Yes, she was his mate. She was the one who was meant for him. The person he never thought he’d live to see or be with. And yet there she was; Maggie, his me unum.

  Koop’s balls drew up painfully against his body, and his energy fizzled beneath his skin. He wanted to spill his seed so bad, but the need for Maggie to come with him was just as important. He lowered a hand down between their slick bodies while raising his other to finger the iungo at the nape of her neck. Finding Maggie’s small, hard, sensitive nub, he squeezed it between his finger and thumb as he released a surge of his energy into her body.