A Snog for Sommer

As some of you may not know, I'm a rather generous type of person. I donate a (relatively) large chunk of my income to smaller businesses, indie writers and gamers, and generally people who need help. Much like I don't have advertising on this site, I happen to believe that my job is to help others.

When that person is someone who I consider in my circle of friends, it becomes double that much. One of those friends is Sommer Marsden who has had a nasty bout of cancer fucking up her life right now. So, one of her friends started up a little “donate-a-thon” with various writers posting excerpts of a snog (kiss) and pointing to the fund-raiser.

So, side note. According to my dad, he mentioned that I'm actually related to some Marsdens in the world. I never tried to figure out if Sommer is related to me, but you never know. But, that's not why I do this.

As a reader, the best thing you can do is go to the sites, troll for freebies, and maybe donate some of your coffee or beer money to someone who needs a bit of help to get through the year.

For my contribution (besides money), I'm posting a chapter from Eliza and the Raptor. There is technically a kiss, but you know what? It's good enough for me.

As Eliza rolled over, she sank into the thick pillows that cradled her body. Her sleeping outfit caught on the fabric and her weight drew the collar against her throat. The pressure cut off her breath, and she panicked. With a gasp, she pried herself up to free her clothes before dropping back down.

As her mind adjusted to the utterly alien bed, she smiled. The raptors slept on dozens of cushions instead of underneath blankets. Each meter-square pillow felt like a cloud underneath her body, though she was sprawled out more than cuddled. She knew her ass was hooked on the ridge of one cushion and thrust into the air. Her head and hands were below, splayed out in the gaps between the silky fabric.

She felt exposed, but it didn't bring the customary fear. She felt different than before, a strange sense of happiness mixed in with anticipation. Kraken's words echoed across her mind, the strange rumbling cadence mixing in with the ideas he implanted in her head. He wanted her, that part she was sure, but she wasn't sure if it was someone to spar with or have battles of twisting words or… something else.

Eliza moaned and stretched out against the pillows. It was easy to arch her breasts and stick her ass higher in the air. The tension of her sleep outfit tugged against her buttocks and nestled in the crack between her legs. Normally, she wouldn't feel the pressure at all, but with her unconventional position, it ground against the very sex she was to ignore.

She couldn't ignore it now. With another moan, she rocked her hips to one side and the other. The fabric followed her movements, tugging against her breasts and hips as strained to shield her body from her own senses. A fold caught against her clitoris and she moaned louder.

Reflexively, she bit down on the pillow to muffle herself. Kraken's room was a large open area shaped like a cave. His home was a brilliant explosion of flowers, cushions, and rippling fabric. The three-point cavern had sleeping and resting areas at one point, a set of pools in another, with the third dedicated to entertainment. It was also huge, large enough to run and jump for hours without getting bored.

A prick of concern raised the hairs on the back of her hair. Taking a deep breath, she braced herself on the pillows and forced her head out of the sea of cushions. She had to blink to focus on the flowers growing along the edge of the nest that he gave her. In the distance, the sound of rushing water was a counterpoint to a low rumble.

She knew that rumble. With a smile, she looked over one shoulder and then the other. When she saw Kraken stretched out of his own nest, his head resting on the pathway between their two places, she wasn't surprised. “Good morning.”

“You look both comfortable and uncomfortable.” His voice carried the deep purr that rumbled in his chest.

She looked up at her ass, seeing how he was staring at the cleft of her sex and her upturned buttocks. She inhaled as the heat continued to fill her, tingling along her neglected sex. “No, I think I'm very comfortable.”

“Ah, then I must be the uncomfortable one.”

She cocked her head and gave a curious smile. “Why?”

Kraken stood up. The cushions rolled off his body as he shook himself and stepped out. Her eyes drifted down his red body until she saw the source of his discomfort. The thick rod of his dick was obvious against his belly. At the sight of it, she clenched her own muscles and felt a strange ache throb.

His body shook the ground as he thudded toward the bathroom area, one of the few side caves to his cavern. Eliza watched as he did, wondering about the process but also struggling against the heat that bubbled inside her.

She slid her hand down the thick fabric of her sleep uniform. She found the bunched fabric of her sex and stroked it, but the material prevented her from feeling anything but pressure. She blushed as she tugged at the fastener, working it open so she could slide her hand down her stomach and between the cushion and her own sex.

Less than two years ago, she was doing the same thing in her ship, but now there was no sense of hurry or concern. There were no recordings or sensors, no threat of the colonel or prison. She closed her eyes as her finger found her damp slit. With a moan, she worked her fingers between the folds and found her clitoris. Stroking slowly, she lost herself in a few stolen seconds of pleasure.

When she heard Kraken's heavy footsteps, she yanked her hand back. Blushing with embarrassment, she fumbled with the fastener.

He crouched down next to her nest and chuckled. “Why do you hide that?”

“W-What?” She looked up at him. He was huge as he loomed over her. Slowly, her eyes trailed down his body to his groin, but the rod had faded. She felt disappointed and brought her eyes back up to the eye he aimed toward her.

“Your pleasuring. There is nothing here to stop you.”

“I-I thought that—”

“I would not want to watch?”

At the sudden rush of heat and tingling pleasure, she ground her thighs together.

Kraken leaned over and sniffed. His nose hovered centimeters above her pussy, and she tensed with anticipation. “You smell good.”

Bashfully, she spread her legs again. Her position, ass upturned, suddenly took on a new meaning when she realized how easy it was for him to bring his nose to her wet folds.

He purred. “Finish up, if you wish, and join me? I miss a proper bath on your ship.” He straightened and thudded away.

She stared at him with shock for a moment. He wanted to watch, she thought, but then he just walked away. Confused, she reached down to masturbate, but then stopped. She wondered if there was a hidden mean in Kraken's words.

Eliza knew he was toying with her, but she still didn't know what he wanted.

Frustrated, she crawled out of the nest with less grace than she hoped. She reached the edge with a stumble and almost fell into Kraken's nest. Blushing, she headed straight for the toilet area. The night before, it took her a while to figure out how to use the water jets to clean, but she quickly fell in love the raptor's bathing area. They used real water to clean and blasts of heated air to dry. Everything was perfumed and soft and sensual.

She finished, washed up, and headed toward the bathing outfit. Her sleeping outfit hung on her body, the sturdy weight tugging down as the hem caught on the flowers or rough rocks underneath her feet. Her bare feet padded across the wide, flat rocks that lead around the cavern.

Her footsteps slowed, and she breathed in the smells of flowers, perfume, and crystalline water. She couldn't find the source, but it didn't matter. The citrus scents blended with muskier smells. With a soft giggle, she twirled around and ran her fingers through the delicate petals on both sides of the trails.

She reached the first pool and peered over a ridge of rocks. It was the cooler of the pools, but Kraken wasn't in the water.

She drew back and started along a trail leading to the higher pools. She pass through steaming waterfalls and trailed her hand through them. The water, almost searing hot, splattered against her hand and soaked the sleeve of her uniform. She giggled and stuck her hand back in, enjoying how the liquid split around her fingers.

A blast of searing liquid poured down on her. She sputtered as she stared up, trying to blink past the perfumed water. It soaked into her sleeping outfit, and it dripped down her skin.

“Hey!” she yelled.

Kraken barked in laughter. She heard the slap against the surface right before another wave of water came over the edge of the waterfall. She stumbled back and lost her balance. She let out a shriek as she landed on a soft, plant-covered rock and rolled back. With an ungraceful thump, she rolled backwards until she planted her hands and knees in a patch of moist dirt and flowers.

Kraken barked again.

She looked up and saw him peering over the edge.

His red head bobbed up and down. “A good position for you.”

Confused, she looked back and realized her soaked sleeping outfit clung to her body, highlighting her ass and clinging to her sides. She blushed hotly and scrambled to her feet.

Kraken lowered his head out of sight. “Come, clean yourself up here.”

Her cheeks burning, Eliza followed the stone path up to the highest pool. As she came around the curve, she saw a large pool of steaming water. Wide-leaf flowers floated along the surface and white petals bobbed in the ripples.

It took her a moment to see Kraken. Only his head was visible above the water, and his blue eyes were half-submerged. She spotted the tip of his tail, curled back and rising above the water like a scorpion's tail.

She stopped. “Um, hi.”

Kraken lifted his head. Water poured down over his skin, tracing the pebbled surface before splashing to the pool. He tilted his head to peer at her with one eye. “Join me.”

Looking down at the pool, she grew nervous. There were no baths on the asteroid, it would be too opulent.

He lifted higher, his long neck curling. “Aren't you curious?”

She flushed and nodded.

“Then join me. You will enjoy it.”

“Don't I need… an outfit?” She held her soaked sleeping outfit.

Kraken chuckled and lowered his head back to the water.

She felt her nipples grow hard as she looked at him. When his eyes didn't shift from her body, she knew the answer. She tugged on the fastener and tried not to think about her rapid breathing. The warm air tickled her damp skin as she pulled it open.

Kraken's tail curled up higher.

Her body tingled as she slipped it off her shoulder. The soggy fabric clung to her breasts until she dragged it over. As her nipples came free, her small mounds jiggled briefly. She stared at Kraken while pushing her clothes down over her hips and to her knees.

She was naked, but the moist air felt good against her skin. She straightened slowly, fighting the urge to cover her breasts and pubic area. Compared to the time in the bathroom, she felt more at ease with Kraken watching with his unblinking blue eyes. But, the intensity remained and she enjoyed the tingling anticipation that tickled her thighs and pussy.

With a grin, she arched her back and thrust her breasts up. “Do you like?”

He bobbed his head, the water rippling over his top before he surfaced again.

Eliza inched forward to the water's surface. Taking a deep breath, she dipped her toe into it. At the heat, she gasped. “It's hot.”

He smiled, the teeth rising above the surface.

She took a deep breath and sank into the water. Every centimeter of hot liquid sent pulses of pleasure through her body. She moaned louder and continued to lower her body. She cringed when the water lapped at her pussy, but then slumped down after the initial sting faded into a hot waves of enjoyment.

Kraken barked into the water, the muted noise bubbling around him. He was laughing at her.

Eliza shot a glare at him. “It's my first time!”

“Yes, and you were exquisite.”

Nervously, she smiled. “You were curious how I would look?”

“Are you surprised?”

“No, not anymore.” Eliza felt around the bottom of the pond with her hands. The edges were soft and spongy but also smooth. She slipped to the side until she found a spot that cupped her buttocks. The water lapped right underneath her breasts. The realization that Kraken stared at her nipples added to the heat seeping into her body.

She glanced down at her breasts. She could see her legs rippling underneath the water. With a grin, she looked up. “Anything you're still curious about?”

“Yes. Of many thing.”

“What?”

He grinned, his teeth visible even through the water. “Are you offering?”

She blushed and looked down at the water. “I like showing you things. It makes me… feel good.”

Kraken's tail curled higher. “I can smell.”

With a smile, she peeked up through the steam. “So?”

His tail swirled through the water. The passage left ripples across the steaming liquid. He lifted his head and shook the water off. “I did not know it was my turn.”

Eliza's smile froze on her face. “It's my turn?”

“If you want.”

Eliza shifted on her seat and swirled the water around her breasts and arms. She stared at the ripples, trying to think of what she could ask of the enigmatic raptor. An image rose up in her mind, of him crawling of his nest with the hard rod bulging at his crotch. She blushed and tore her thoughts away. She couldn't ask to see that.

Kraken swirled his tail through the water.

“I-I don't know how to take a move.”

“Yes, you do.”

She gulped. “I'm scared.”

“Good.”

“Why?”

“Because it feel better when you learn that it does not hurt to ask.”

She pressed her hands against her thighs. A few days ago, she wouldn't have considered touching herself again. Now, if she spread her legs, she knew that Kraken would watch, and she would happily come for him. If she masturbated, he would watch and his attention would bring a knife edge of pleasure. She smiled to herself, listening her breath growing deeper and faster.

Slowly, she inched her knees apart.

Ripples of water swirled over her breasts. She looked up to see Kraken had lowered himself back into the water, but he covered half the distance between them. She could feel the eddies underneath the surface from his movement, like tiny, silken caresses. His body was a crimson blob underneath the steaming ripples.

Her deep breaths shook the surface. She watched as her breasts rose and fell, her skin glistening with water that was too hedonistic for her life before Kraken.

Slowly, she forced herself to lift her gaze to him. Her heart pounded as she struggled with the words. She knew what she wanted. She wanted to feel his cock in her hands, to touch the forbidden part of his body. But, humiliation and embarrassment froze the words.

Kraken said nothing.

Eliza cleared her throat. “C-Could I see your teeth?”

Even as she said it, she felt fear rising inside her. She just asked to see the maw of a creature that could rip out her throat. It was exactly what Ritan hoped for, a bloody death. A whimper threatened to rise in her throat but she fought it down, struggling to maintain her composure in front of the alien.

“Of course.” He stepped closer. Waves of water washed over her as he brought his nose to her cheek.

She smiled at the now familiar caress. Closing her eyes, she rested her head against the side of his muzzle. She smiled and tried to calm herself.

He lifted his head, and she opened her eyes just as he opened his mouth. The moist heat washed over her face. She gulped as she peered inside, staring at a jaw larger than her head. Kraken had dozens of teeth, all of them sharp and faintly stained by the endless bloody deaths of his meals.

Fear clutched her stomach, twisting it, but so did a pulsating heat.

Eliza gulped and reached out with one hand. Water dripped off her hand as she poked one of the sharper teeth. It pricked her finger. At the sharp pain, her inner muscles clenched in sympathy. “T-These are very… sharp.”

He lowered his head with a gasp. The pebbled surface of his chin bumped against her chest before sliding down.

She gasped, her body growing taut as she stared into his blue eye.

Kraken drew his head down, his mouth opening. She felt the smooth points of his teeth press against her breast, indenting the small mounds. The tips branded her skin.

As he approached her nipple, her breathing grew faster and deeper. She whimpered, soft cries, as she tightened her body with anticipation. She grabbed her thighs, digging into her body as she trembled.

He opened his mouth further until the crinkled aerola of her breast scraped against his teeth. Continuing further, he slid the tips down until he caught her nipples.

She whimpered, the heat searing her insides. She could smell her body even through the water, a musky tang that added to the intensity of his movements.

Kraken froze right as her nipples were about to slip off his teeth. The pricks of pain also brought sparks of pleasure.

Eliza held her breath, terrified of impaling her nipples on his teeth but also desperately wanting more. Her lungs quickly burned but she couldn't stir her eyes away from his azure gaze or her body from the sharp points that pinned her in place.

The water splashed around them as Kraken adjusted his position. The massive bulk slipped against her knees. He was heavy and powerful, an irresistible force that was more of a threat than action. It would take little effort to force her legs apart, but he didn't.

His purr rose up from his chest. The vibrations shook through his teeth, resonating through her nipples. She clenched herself, her hands slipped along her water-slicked thighs to clamp against her sex. Even through the water, she could feel the heat radiating from her body.

Kraken closed his mouth. It took her a moment to realize he was biting down on her nipples until she felt the pricks of his upper teeth pressing down.

She gasped and jerked. Her caught nipples stopped her as his jaw tightened. She shuddered and clutched herself tighter, her fingers plunging into her slick pussy without even a hint of friction.

He held himself still, six hundred kilograms of alien poised to tear her breasts off, and his teeth didn't even move a millimeter.

Trembling, she felt caught. The helplessness ignited a sharp pain inside her, connecting her tortured nipples with her clitoris. She let out a whimper as she plunged her fingers into her sex and rubbed along her folds. Each twist brought her senses into a fiery line. She ground harder and faster, tugging on her clitoris until she writhed in her sharp bondage.

His tail bumped against her hip as he drew it around her. She arched her back to give him room around her body and trembled as he drew her close, pinning her body against his rippled chest. It also kept her helplessly tight to the teeth that threatened to pierce her nipples.

Eliza fingered herself faster. Every movement of her hands sent ripples of movement through the water and her body. She cried out louder as her nipples radiated agony and ecstasy. She tugged and panted and whimpered. Her wrists drove deep into her cunt, two fingers of each hand pumping between her spread thighs.

Her orgasm exploded inside her. She pulled back and screamed. The sharp pain from her nipples only added to the white-hot intensity that ripped through her body, sending every muscle into a spasm. Her thighs clamped down, only to be stopped by Kraken's broad chest.

Unable to close her thighs, her helplessness pushed her further into an orgasm that blurred the world until there was nothing but white and pleasure.

She slumped back, cringing at the pain, but Kraken released her aching nipples before the pain grew too sharp. She thumped against the side of the pond and slid down. Her weight pushed her knees apart until she straddled Kraken's chest and the water lapped at her neck.

With a giggle, she looked up at him. “That was… that was…”

“A good move,” he purred. With a twist of his body, he withdrew and sank down at the same time, never letting up the pressure between her legs, but lowering himself until his crimson head bobbed at the same level as her in the water.

Eliza glanced at her nipples. They were red and angry, with a single drop of blood clinging to her left tip. She let out a nervous giggle. “Was I close?”

Kraken bobbed his head. She could feel his throat sliding against her thighs and a shiver of pleasure flared the dying embers of her pleasure.

When he didn't answer, she reached out and held his head. “Did you think about biting me?”

“Of course.”

The fear and anticipation bubbled bright. “Did you think about eating me?”

He didn't move. “Of course.”

A wave of pleasure exploded inside her.

“I wouldn't, but I am curious.”

Without thinking, she leaned forward and kissed him right between the eyes.

See, there's a kiss in there. I promised there would be, though I like to think the sentient dinosaur's version of “pointy kisses” would also count. But, let's say it's a kiss.

And, since I'm trying to encourage visiting these blogs, I'll have a little raffle. A random poster on this page will get a free copy of one of my books. Or three stories by the Curious Cabbit folks. Now, you may already have them, so you have a year to trade it in (which will include at least one more book on my part).

Don't forget to visit the other authors in the Snog for Sommer. And also donate a few dollars. Tell them… well, don't matter who you told them. It's just a few bucks and it will go a long way toward telling cancer to fuck off.