by Keri Kruspe
She opened her eyes and took in the shape of his cock. It was like a human’s, complete with a flared head. The slight difference was some round bumps lined up from his tip to halfway down the shaft. The member was darker, the same color as the single ball exposed by the soft penis resting to one side.
Lora loved men and all their parts, but she had to admit her male was an exceptional specimen. From his dimpled smile to the way his eyes twinkled when he found something funny, which was often. She adored how he touched her as if he couldn’t bear to be apart from her. In their conversations, he’d give her his full attention as if she had something profound to say. Physically, he was the best. His firm muscles had her fingers itching to touch him whenever they were near each other. But as she studied his cock, she had to admit he had a breathtaking one she couldn’t wait to take out for a spin…so to speak. It took all her self-control not to take advantage of him and molest the poor guy. She had to admit she shouldn’t care what JR10 said, but he had a point. Now wasn’t the time…or place.
Weary, she shooed the two small droids to get off the remains of the blanket she’d torn. She took the thin material and draped it over D’zia’s prone figure. She snuggled next to him, and rested her head next to his shoulder. She twined their fingers together and shut her eyes.
Tingles, soft as snowflakes infused Lora’s body. Her nipples were hard, painful points. She parted her legs as her pussy swelled, her full clit poking out of its hood, begging for attention. She moaned, her brain insisting she needed to freakin’ wake up because something fun was going on and she was missing out.
Her eyes fluttered open as the top of D’zia’s umber head waved slowly back and forth in time with the hot lapping action across her aching nipples. His luxurious tresses were free and swept over her upper chest as they choreographed with the teasing sensations on her skin. Her hands plunged into the beckoning strands as she fisted and massaged his scalp. His hair flowed through her fingers while she hung on for dear life.
He lavished her left nipple with his ribbed tongue before nipping the sensitive skin. The sharp pain was soothed with a long lick. His tongue swirled and lapped before his mouth suckled the oversensitive skin. The switch between pain and pleasure caused her to gasp in tension as she squeezed his hair in time with his efforts.
He abandoned one nipple for the other. Lap, swirl, and a quick, sharp bite. He didn’t break the skin but bit hard enough to bring blood to the surface and harden the nubbin further.
Holy shamoka, she enjoyed his rough play. Her pussy wept with each tease; her womanhood tensed as it begged for his attention. The wail rumbling out of her throat caused him to give her a wicked smile. She drowned in his clear, dual-colored turquoise eyes, now dilated with passion. Lora stilled, taking in his beautiful, mesmerizing gaze. She sighed, happy to get lost in the wave of sensual assault.
“Hmm…about time you woke up.” His low growl sent shivers down to the tips of her curled toes. “Good. I’d hate to make love by myself.”
“Ph’a?” Great. Way to impress, Lora.
Those captivating eyes grew closer before his mouth reached hers. Lora closed her eyes to savor his soft, tantalizing lips. As the ambrosial thrust of his tongue explored and stroked, she fell under the sensual spell he wove. With arms wrapped around his neck, Lora pulled him until his weight became a welcome pleasure. He enfolded his arms under her, one on her bottom and the other under her head. A burst of carnal fire stroked her passion higher and brought a deluge of sensations. All too soon, the experience was too much…too much pleasure…too much need…and definitely too much sensual desire. She was overwhelmed…body, mind, and soul. Maybe D’zia didn’t know the power he had for devastating her senses, or maybe he did and anticipated her responses. Either way, his continued dominance branded her as his.
An eternity later, he lifted his head and pulled his mouth away. She blinked into his heavy-lidded expression and whimpered at the loss as she writhed.
“You want more, my love?” His whispered words shivered across the back of her neck. “Shall we discover together where else you crave my touch?”
She barely had enough sense to nod.
He turned her neck and latched on to the tender skin between her neck and shoulder to give a sporadic nip here and there. His large body moved, putting more of his torso on top of hers.
His slippery chest slid across hers and created a friction unlike anything she’d ever experienced before. Her body absorbed his oils and then the nerves under her skin tightened and expanded with sexual tension.
“How does that feel?” With a slick move across her breasts, the velvet skin over the hard planes of his chest gave her the friction her nipples craved. “I’m going cover every inch of your delectable body with my scent, using either my mouth or my body. You belong to me.” His masculine proclamation left no doubt he would make good on what he said.
Staring wide-eyed at her alien lover, she found words were impossible. He held her captive. He used not only his body and but words as a magical potion. He took his hands out from under her head to rest his massive weight on one bent elbow. His lips continued to lavish and nip as his palm tweaked her nipples with merciless determination.
His mouth moved and caused her skin to pebble in a trail of excitement. Frustration bubbled and caused her to wail as she shook her head back and forth. “Fuck, D’zia! You’re killing me!” Her body tightened as her pussy quivered, desperate to be filled. She had to feel him, be a part of him as she wrapped a leg to twine between his to rub her wet sex against him.
He stopped his devastation to give her a devil’s smile. “Oh, rest assured, my human siren, I will definitely get around to the ‘fuck’ part. I plan on fucking you long, hard, and deep.” His wicked chuckle rumbled on the surface of her belly as he moved downward with his assault.
He continued to torment her with his mouth and tongue, giving a lick on the underside of her breast before a swift nip came at the curve of her waist.
She hated to let go of his hair but had no choice when the long strands flowed from her fingers as he inched down. Her legs fell open and released their hold.
At her hipbones, he squeezed the flesh when his mouth caressed and nibbled right underneath her belly button.
Lora’s stomach shivered in heightened expectation. She had to watch, so she shifted up to rest on her elbows to see better. Wow, her body was shiny as if she’d oiled up for a day at the beach. D’zia’s hair hid his face, but the dark skin on his back gleamed. She gave a heartfelt sigh and moan at the luscious view of his bronzed back and firm ass.
“God, D’zia. You have the most beautiful backside I’ve ever seen.” Her breath came out in a rasp. Renewed lust rose like a tidal wave. Nothing had ever stimulated her as much as her coppery alien god and his talented mouth and hands. Then her alien god lifted his head with a sly smile that caused her stomach to seize in a tight knot.
“If you can still talk, I am not doing something right.” The tips of his fangs were on display as he spoke around the growl in his tone. “I’d better fix that, hmm?” It was a promise declared.
He left her torso to settle his shoulders and head at the juncture of her thighs. He pushed her legs up and coaxed them open, his chin thrusting first against her left, then her right thigh before he zeroed on her sex.
How she ended up naked, she had no idea, but when he brought his head down and made contact, she didn’t care. Eager anticipation made her shiver as his warm breath bathed her swollen sex lips and exposed stiff clit.
He hesitated before his tongue came out for a hard, long swipe.
“Holy shamoka!” Agonized desire pierced her. She threw her head back and squealed in reaction. How could one strike of his tongue create such havoc?
A self-satisfied chuckle vibrated through his lips as he kept a firm grip on her splayed thighs. “Ah, we are getting closer. But, I believe I need to step up the game a bit.” He lowered to place his mouth back to her slick heat.
The feel of his stubby facial hair combined with her body’s juices tightened her abs.
Once again, his ribbed tongue came out to play as D’zia swirled, licked, and sucked on the stiff bud.
The nerves around her clit squeezed. She yearned for the oncoming explosion. “Yes…yes, just a little more…”
“Oh no, my love. Not yet, there is much more I want to do with you before you’re allowed to earn your reward.” His tongue withdrew and denied her the release.
She sucked in a deep breath to voice her objection. When she attempted to grasp his head, he took both of her wrists in a firm hand.
“No. You will keep your hands to your sides or I will tie them up.” He plunged his tongue back into her slick channel and lapped her juices as if he was starving.
She frowned and blinked at him in shock. Was he serious? Her eyes widened when it became clear he was. Now she shivered and her pussy wept in eager anticipation at his threat. Just the idea of him tying her up made her breath catch. She whimpered as her body strained to obey his command.
“You will come when I tell you to. Not before.” He waited for her to submit.
Her head became heavy as she waited in vain for her release. Her body quivered as she clamped on her wayward nerves to do what he said. Her capitulation to his demands surprised her before she acknowledged that she wanted…no, needed…to please him. A great weight lifted as she bestowed a self-deprecating smile with a nod of submission.
He rewarded her with a panty-wetting smile of promise framed by deep dimples. “Good girl. You may come now.” He pinched the straining nub.
There was an explosion of colorful fireworks as pleasure consumed her. Lora squeezed her knees at the side of his head in reaction.
With a light tongue, he licked on the oversensitive skin between the folds of her pussy.
It was too much…a keening wail echoed. Her tormentor didn’t let her recover for several long, agonizing seconds.
It shocked Lora when cool air hit the hot skin of her sex as D’zia stood. She blinked to readjust her senses.
The glaze of his natural oils further highlighted his pearlescent, dark skin. His stiff cock stood at attention with pride as a light drop of precum beaded the flared tip. He took it in hand and fisted it while he pumped and stared at her. His dual turquoise eyes caressed her as his green iridescent pupils expanded. His nostrils flared and the stern line of his mouth made her hold her breath.
She stared back as the pliable skin over his thick cock moved back and forth. Her heart thumped as she watched his tense body quiver. The ends of his luxurious waist-length hair waved toward her from behind him, as if to coax her to join him.
His eyelids drooped as he remained patient, waiting for her approval.
She shivered, not in fear but in excitement. Lora couldn’t wait for him to take her in the tradition of his people and finally become D’zia’s TrueBond. No way was she going to wait. She raised her arms to beseech her mate to stake his claim.
Awe transformed the controlled mask on his face to one of savage joy…a male more than ready to join his female.
She squealed in surprise when he reached down and swooped her up in his arms.
“Wise female for not making me wait.”
His sensual observation made her heart pound as his mouth latched on to hers to plunge and caress. The spicy flavors she craved flooded her mouth as she laved and dueled right back. His musky scent added and intensified to her sexual need.
Lora landed on the narrow sleeping pad without breaking away from D’zia and his skillful mouth. His large palms covered the sides of her head as he held her in place and expertly kissed and stroked the soft interior. An insistent nudge between her legs caused them to widen. He lodged his large body in the cradle of hers, his cock probing her entrance.
She reached down to hold on to his velvet steel as it throbbed in time with her own heartbeat. Without lifting her lips from his, she pulled and pushed his cock’s soft skin, reveling in the sensation of his strength before they joined.
He tore his mouth away. “Guide me in, gariad. Make me yours.” He pumped into her palm, his natural oils making his cock slippery.
She held her breath and imagined how good he would feel. Their eyes locked as she planted her feet on the surface of the cot to brace for their joining. She brought him to her and his thick cock pierced her opening. She wanted him in inside, so she grabbed the full globes of his ass with both hands.
His lashes fluttered as he inched in bit by bit.
The ass cheeks under her palms flexed when he pushed and flexed when he pulled out. She rubbed her hands across the slick globes, her fingers kneading in time with his movements to urge him on.
“Yes, that’s it, take all of me.” Each thrust came with a whispered demand. His unmovable palms maintained their hold on her head as he kept her in place. The turquoise colors of his irises grew dark with each inch he gained. “Yes, feel me deep inside you, touching and owning every inch of your sweet, wet pussy.”
“Yes…oh God, yes!” She groaned as his length stretched her with a hint of pleasure/pain. He was a large male with a large penis. Plus, she hadn’t had sex in a long time. So with each shallow thrust, she welcomed him as she relaxed her inner walls. She had complete faith he’d never hurt her, especially given how careful he was with each drive forward.
“That’s it, relax…ah…you’re strangling me.” He gave a short snort. “Don’t make me come before I’m finished with you.” His jaw tightened when he stopped.
It allowed her to relax her muscles so his girth could fit better.
“Ahhh…perfect. Your pussy is perfect.” He growled as his hips swirled, hitting her clit with each pass.
Each time it happened, a mew of pleasure tumbled out of her throat. Her body took time getting adjusted to his thickness. She kept her eyes on his until their combined juices had him seated fully. She expected him to move, but he didn’t. His snug cock stayed in place as her sheath quivered at the anticipation of what he would do within her slick heat.
“You are mine now, gariad,” he declared as his forehead furrowed. “From this day forward you are mine…there is no going back. Do you understand, my love?”
She searched his serious expression for any hint of doubt or confusion, but the only thing she saw was his determined glare. Her mouth curved into a smile before she put on a serious face. With a sensuous wiggle, she groped his ass to push his pelvis further into hers. “Yes, I understand.” Her lopsided grin accompanied a threat. “So long as you know you’re mine, too. There’s no going back for you either, buster. Do you understand, my love?” He wasn’t the only one to be in charge in this relationship.
He studied her for a heartbeat before the corners of his lips lifted in a sensuous, dimple-heavy leer. His expression was both ecstatic and wicked as his body danced inside hers. “As you say, my love. You and I are in total agreement.” His arms under her shoulders tightened as he nuzzled her ear before he whispered, “But we will have a conversation later about your demands in the bedroom.” He nipped her skin again before his tongue whirled along the shell of her ear.
She shivered at his promised retaliation. For the first time in her life, she responded to commanding sex play. Ha…who knew? She’d never considered herself a submissive before. But as he continued to dominate her during their sensual play, she loved it. She became enamored of him more than ever.
His talented tongue took possession of the outer skin of her ear.
She moved her hands from his backside to travel up the muscled highway of his firm, tensing back. When his dick hit an extra sensitive spot within her, her fingers clawed onto him for dear life.
“Give me your mouth,” he commanded. He abandoned her to take hungry possession once again. He claimed her with an unbridled hunger, as they both strove to absorb the other in their frantic pace toward completion. He plunged and picked up speed as he palmed the globe of her ass to hold her in place and pound into her. The steel rod of
his cock stroked and burrowed inside, the very image of a male intent on completion.
Their combined zesty flavor caused her body to tense. Her internal muscles pulled in anticipation of the coming explosion. She jerked away as she blinked at him in shock. “No…no…I can’t…I need…” she couldn’t form a coherent sentence. His heavy-lidded lust trapped her.
Tawny, loose hair swayed each time he moved; his face was a study of pure male dominance.
She rejoiced in her lack of control and gripped his forearms.
“Yes, you will come for me now, gariad,” he commanded. He kneaded her ass tighter in his large palm before he moved her hip to make his next plummet hit her enlarged clit with unerring precision.
Her body blasted in stark detonation. Stretched nerves released as her pussy quivered in reaction. The hardened tips of her nipples squeezed as fire shot through the hot soles of her feet. She screamed his name and shut her eyes with the force of the ignition. Her relief was so violent she almost blacked out. It took a few gulps of air before she realized her lover remained hard within her, his piston movements now slow and lazy.
With an unsteady moan, she opened her eyes to see his eyelids droop with a stamp of satisfaction. She struggled to breathe as her arms flopped like wet noodles on the sleeping pad. Her numb legs lost the ability to maintain muscle tone and splayed open in mushy satisfaction.
D’zia continued a lazy back-and-forth thrust, the steel of his cock massaging her slick heat.
It didn’t take long before her body tightened in sexual hunger with each thrust of his hips. She grabbed his shoulders in disbelief.
“Ah, my TrueBond is back with us.” His deadly half-smile made her pussy grip his stabbing cock in reaction. He groaned with unfocused eyes before he gave her a harder push in retaliation with a light smack on the globe of her butt. “No, no, my lovely one,” he crooned. “None of that, now.”
His statement should have warned her he had something lascivious in mind. His teasing created a shiver of want within her. The intoxicating layer of musky expectation in the air built on his promise.
