Dolan and his Molten lover, Zian, are on a mission -- collect the bits of Molten that have been blown all over the galaxy. They find more than they bargained for. With the help of a pair of sentient trees, Dolan and Zian must find a way to rescue the dwarf planet Harmony, which is made almost entirely from Molten, and tow it home.
But Molten isn't the only thing they find. Can they rescue the younglings and return them to the Molten home world without blowing up this universe -- or their relationship?
"I really like this story. The combination of exotic lifeforms, beautiful worlds, and alien passion make this a quick and different kind of tale."
-- Pat, Top 2 Bottom Reviews
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Copyright ©2012 Kira Stone
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"Hit that high note, my flame." Okay, so I wasn't getting any sexual gratification out of the deal except watching my lover get off on my skills as I played Roa'n sex tones on his spine. I knew he'd take care of me in the best of ways later.
Every day Zian got better at reading my needs and finding new ways to meet them. Then again, every day I became more Molten, a previously unknown species of liquid, sentient metal. Was I happy about it? Not something to contemplate during sex.
So I felt his frictional pleasure as I played Roa'n sex music on his spine, working him up from relaxing pleasure to a screaming climax. Then he did something I'd never considered possible. He came. I mean, really. Like semen from his cock spurting across the fabric under him.
How do I know? I could smell it. I could feel it. And when he rolled over I could see the pearls of liquid molten roll back toward him to be absorbed.
Molten, an evolving species of liquid metal.
My Zian, a man comprised of Molten.
Cumming in spurts. Like a humanoid.
The universes, even this one beyond the seven accepted as the only ones in existence, never ceased to amaze me.
Zian shook, panted, let out a misplaced cry of completion that was probably carried through half the Xniquils temporary home world, before finally collapsing on the bed. He didn't move. He didn't even breathe. With anyone else, any what else, I would've been concerned. With Zian, I merely stroked his semi-formed back until he was ready to talk.
"Mine?" he said softly, still unmoving.
"Yes, my fire?" Well, all right, an obvious nickname for Zian in his humanoid form, with those thick, long red braids that hung past his shoulders. My Water -- to go with his blue skin -- didn't have the same sexy ring. Either way, there was no doubt I was his. Although I don't think either of us were sure exactly what that meant.
"Is that what you feel when you achieve orgasm?"
I don't think even the Nine Brothers of Saaba could have answered that question with any accuracy. "It's kinda different for everyone... " I said lamely.
Now he turned over. "My reaction didn't please you?"
I stroked his face. I never tired of looking at the beauty of him, the outside and the inside I was coming to know almost as well. He expended a lot of energy to hold this shape, one he created for me, and there were times he'd need to rest, ooze into the puddle of life he'd known before me to recuperate, but that only added to my feelings. "You brought me great pleasure."
"But if it is not what you feel --"
I guided his hand to my erect cock. His fingers automatically took over stroking the length of it. Soft or rough or anything in between, Zian could be -- in fact was -- anything I needed. "Your first orgasm was powerful, was it not?"
"And you felt the pressure inside you, the need for release?"
He increased the pressure of his fingers, now turning what had been a light stroking into a movement with definite purpose. My brain fuzzled. "Uhm. So. You kinda shouted at the end. I figure that makes a pretty good orgasm."
He nodded, but I could tell he wasn't entirely satisfied by my answer.
I would have added to that until he was satisfied, intellectually speaking, but at that moment he folded his body so that his head and feet reversed position. I tried to prepare myself for it, but he rolled me over. I couldn't resist. Then again, I didn't really want to. This was one of my favorites, and Zian knew it.
With ease, he grabbed my hips and lifted me over his body. Up... and just a little more... and then my erect cock was swallowed by the glory of his mouth. Hanging over him, I was more or less helpless. While my feet and hands reached the bed, there was nothing but some form of Molten to grasp, and it just ran through my fingers like sand.
He lifted me up and down, fucking his mouth with my cock. I watched, my body ever tightening, as my shaft slid between his dark blue hued lips. I tried to gain some control, but there just wasn't any. Zian had me at his mercy, licking and sucking my cock into the tight, warm cavern of his mouth until I considered myself deep throated to my balls.
"Yes, my flame, make me burn."
I flexed my hips, not that he needed me to help him. I lifted one hand from the less than helpful mattress and twisted my nipples, alternating sides, just watching him devour me. We had variations of this theme, but sometimes simple and fast worked the best. My body was sending the signals that I was nearly there --