"I give you my water," he says, pouring water over my head.
Shivering as it runs down my spine, I lift my head up and accept his gift. He embraces me, lifting me off my feet, and then his lips are on mine. Applause and cheers break out around us but its distant. There is only the two of us, here together. Committed one to another.
Astarot doesn't set me down, carrying me through the cheering, chanting crowd. His mouth devours me as we walk. My lips, neck, cheeks, kissing and nibbling. In moments the walls of our space muffle the sounds of the crowd. He sets me down on the furs then steps back, looking me up and down.
"You're beautiful," he exhales, his hard cock tenting out his trousers.
My cheeks flush hot and I look down at the ground.
"Thank you," I mutter.
"Lana, I love you. The first moment I saw you, I knew you were my treasure. You're strong, beautiful, and amazing. Allow me to worship you."
I want to respond but he's too fast. Moving, he grabs my dress and pulls it over my head in a single motion, tossing it aside. His hands roam up my legs and sides then he's kissing his way down across my breasts. Dragging his tongue across my stomach I shudder as he kisses still lower.
Is he? I hardly have the thought before he's there.
His rough, warm tongue caresses my soft folds. I gasp in surprise, he's never done this for me. His rough tongue laps from the bottom of my opening to the top, staying outside my soft folds. His firm grip on my thighs is controlling, dominating in a way that makes me wet.
"Mmm," I moan, as he laps my wet slit.
His tongue works like magic, driving into me, exploring. Electric sensations explode, racing through my body. I grab my tits, pulling at the nipples while his tongue works up and down, grazing my clit with each up stroke. He sucks my swollen lips and I pinch my nipples rolling them in my fingers.
I cry out my pleasure as he sucks then he slides a finger in below his tongue, filling me. I'm moaning and squirming under his touch. His finger slides in slowly while his tongue resumes licking my folds. His exploration is too much. My hips buck up, driving his finger in deep.
He drags his tongue up and down faster, pressing into my clit each time, winding me tighter. The pressure in my core is building. I'm panting and moaning in time with my pounding heart. Breath is short gasps of pleasure. His finger is driving in and out of my pussy. His tongue, that expert touch, digging through my folds until he finds my hard nub and circles it with the tip.
"Ahh!" I cry out, pleasure gripping me tight.
He presses in harder, smashing his tongue against my clit then moving up and down while keeping a hard pressure on it. His finger drives deep. He moves his head side to side, the roughness of his tongue pulling my clitoris with his motion and I lose it.
"Ah, ah, ah! Oh!" I cry out, my back arching, my toes curling, my thighs clamping against his head.
My body shudders and spasms as the orgasm rips through me like fire through dry brush. Gone is all sense, there is only pleasure.
Awareness returns in a slow, steady pace. Muscles unlock until I fall back against the soft furs, panting and exhausted. I've never come so hard before in my life.
He moves up over me then his cock is at my opening. I'm wet, ready, and oh so relaxed. His massive girth slides in and in moments I'm building towards a fresh orgasm. He grunts as I take his cock until he's panting too. We thrust into each other consummating the ceremony.
He spills his seed into me and I take it until he and I become us. We become one in our joining, melding our bodies together.
He collapses on top of me. The weight of him is comforting as his cock softens inside. We kiss, soft, gentle kisses that taste even sweeter because of our commitment to each other. Time passes before he pulls out. His second cock is hard but we're both tired, so instead of more I lie on my side and we cuddle up together.
Tomorrow we board our liberated transport. Rosalind is in for the shock of her life. Everyone is! First, we'll go to the second crash site, then home to Drakonov. I'm sure they'll get over any upset about us being gone far longer than planned. Thinking about the look on my friends' faces when I return, not only committed to Astarot, but with an entire entourage of new Zmaj and more humans makes me happy.
I may not have belonged on the generation ship but I've found my place on Tajss. A whole new world is opening before us.
Again. I can't wait to share it with them.
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Celestial Mates Agency
MIRANDA MARTIN
#celestialmatesappchallenge
1. Download app
2. Get matched with a melting hot alien
3. Post results online
It's supposed to be a joke. Everything is all fun and games until introverted Jenna, professional YouTuber, accepts the challenge. As soon as she downloads the app she's whisked away from her life and cat, stuck on an inhospitable alien planet.
Biast is a seven foot tall, ripped Zmaj complete with wings and a tail. All his friends have found their treasures, the mates they will spend their lives with but Biast is still alone. A meddling cherub strands him on a strange planet with an exotic, sexy human female who's soft and curvy.
Can something as outrageous as time traveling, intergalactic matchmaking really bring two totally different species together?
JENNA
"Celestial Mates Challenge huh?" I muse, looking at the hash tags.
I enter the name into the search bar. An app site comes up so I scan through it. Romancing the Galaxy it says. Okay, well… interesting. I hit the button on my keyboard that shortcuts my camera to turn on.
"Okay, well having just come home from GameCon I've got an update video preparing mostly of Cloud but while it was uploading I was looking at Twitter. As a lot of you have let me know, my friend, Pinkyblue_78 challenged me to the 'Celestial Mates App' Challenge. So I'm looking at their website. This looks fishy but hey, a challenge is a challenge right?"
I hold up my phone in front of the camera and show that I've got the app installing.
"The app says it's Romancing the Galaxy. Well that sounds good I guess. Let me see, I'm looking at the rules of the challenge here. I have to install the app, fill out my profile, then hit submit. This will then tell me what alien I'm 'fated' mates with which I have to share with all two and half million of you."
I type quickly into Twitter while I'm waiting on the app to install.
About to do the #celestialmatesappchallenge! Wish me luck!
Responses flood in fast as soon as I hit enter. My speakers chime like mad.
"Okay guys, well a lot of you seem pretty excited about this. Do you really think I need an alien boyfriend? Is that what this is all about?"
Cloud jumps up on the desk next to me and sticks his nose straight into the camera.
"Cloud!" I exclaim, pushing him away.
"Okay it's installed now to open it up," I talk my way through the motions.
This is weird. I don't want an alien. A nice, normal guy who makes me laugh, that would be good. If I did meet my fated mate I wouldn't be able to be witty enough or say anything right anyway.
"Hmm, I have to put in my profile. Oh, that's nice it pulls straight off Facebook. Okay, linking my accounts. It's spinning," I say as the phone spins and flashes.
Something BAMF's behind me and I jump, spinning my chair around.
"Hello, hello, hello!"
A short man is standing on the back of my chair looking at me.
He's a dwarf, or a little person, or whatever- but he has wings! I mean they have to be fake, sure, but he has wings. He looks like a cross between a cherub and a troll doll. He's wearing a red robe tied at the wa
ist with gold rope and a couple of bags hanging off of it. He smiles broadly and his eyes twinkle.
"What are you doing in my house?" I ask.
"Taking you to your mate of course!" he smiles broadly.
"My what?" I ask, rolling my chair back until it hits my desk.
"Oh, don't worry, you're going to love this!" He grins then flaps his wings and lifts into the air.
He flies across my office and towards my bedroom.
"What are you doing?" I ask, jumping to my feet and running after him.
He's in my bedroom! I should call the police or something. I reach for my phone but I left it on the dock on the desk and I hear him knocking things over in there. Screw it, I run in after him.
"Oh," he says, looking up from my bed in surprise.
He has my Link plushie in one hand and my Pikachu in the other.
"Who are you and what are you doing in here?" I ask, barely keeping myself from screaming.
"Oh, you're going to love this," he repeats with a grin, then he gestures towards me.
A spray of glitter flies through the air then everything flashes white.
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