Ribbed For Her Pleasure: Scifi Alien Dragon Romance (Celestial Mates)

by Miranda Martin

  He's also big. Really big, like put the Rock or Schwarzenegger to shame big. He has reddish-brown hair that lies close to his head falling back to just above his shoulders out of which I can see some small horns that run along the edge of his head and down the back out of sight. He's wearing a soft, loose looking shirt that billows out a bit around him. It looks like it's made of some mesh material that lets it breathe. Makes sense for the environment. Okay, so observe then evaluate. What do I know. He's particularly adapted to heat and sand, so logic says he's a native to this planet.

  He leans forward and I yelp. He stops looking at me then he picks up my water bottle and holds it out. He doesn't come any closer than he has to, the bottle hanging halfway between us. I eye it carefully looking from it to him then I reach out and take it from him. He nods as I uncap it then drink greedily of the cool refreshment inside. Nothing has ever tasted so good. I gulp it until I'm light-headed again and have to stop to breathe. Wiping my mouth I hand the bottle back to him and watch as he takes it, sips, then puts the top back on and sets it to one side. He scoots closer and this time I don't exclaim out loud.

  "Who are you?" I ask.

  His head cocks to one side then he opens his mouth and makes a sound that contains a lot of S sounds and a bit of hissing. I shake my head not understanding but it's clear he's intelligent and has a language even if I don't understand it. He waits for me to respond then repeats the same sounds again. I shake my head frustrated.

  "I don't understand," I say motioning with my hands like that will help.

  On board the ship we all spoke Galactic Common. Everyone does, though some old holdouts keep their native language too. No one in the galaxy doesn't also speak Common. Where the hell have we crashed that he don't know it? Vulcan, right, well if only I'd been geek enough to learn to speak Vulcan. For all I know that really is what he's speaking. He doesn't look like Spock though and I sure as hell ain't Captain Kirk.

  He slides closer and as he does my stomach tightens and my pussy grows wet again. He'd been… examining me and he really is quite attractive. It's wrong though, what the hell am I thinking, getting off on an alien? He pauses as if waiting for me to stop him then he reaches out and touches my thigh. His hand is so cool, a thrill runs along my nerves at his touch. It's exciting and enticing and so damn wrong. I can't do this. I pull back but the delay in my action seems to encourage him. He touches both my legs with his hands and traces a path along my thighs down from my knees to the sides of my hips. Electric chills race along to my spine then up to my core as my heart rate increases as he moves closer to my erogenous zones and moisture begins to leak from my pussy.

  I shudder and he stops looking into my eyes. He says something but who the hell knows what. This is nuts, insane even, I can't let this man, this alien do this to me. I can't but I don't want him to stop. Desire is a pulsing need in the tight ball of my lower stomach and I want nothing more than to be pleasured. No matter how wrong it is. He runs his hands up and down my legs then up across my arms. I'm breathing in short gasps, my heart is racing, I shake my head side to side.

  "No," I whisper. "No."

  He doesn't stop. His strong hands grip my knees and push down. I want to resist, I try, but I can't. My legs straighten out leaving me exposed. I cross my arms over my breasts holding on to some level of modesty. His intense eyes bore into mine then he shifts his attention to between my legs as his fingers trail along my skin. He speaks again and it ends with a soft hiss. Strong fingers knead the muscles of my calves then up past my knees onto my thighs. My legs part as he moves almost as if they have a will of their own. He's in control and I can't stop him. I should, I should want to, but it feels so good as he works up closer and closer to my sex.

  "I can't," I protest. "This is wrong."

  He looks up, pausing and cocking his head to the side. It's a moment, I can stop this. We may not be able to communicate with words but he seems to get that I'm protesting and he waits for me. I shake my head side to side but my clit is pulsing with a desperate need I can't ignore. I don't say anything else and he moves again. His hands reach my pussy. With one hand he uses thumb and forefinger to form an upside down V that pulls my silky folds apart. Slowly, so slowly it drives me mad I watch the index finger of his other massive hand approach me. When it reaches my wet silk a shudder rips through me as he drags that finger up through the layers of my sex and then lightly grazes across my clitoris.

  My mind explodes into stars. I hear myself moaning and my hips buck forward wanting, needing more. I need to be penetrated. He presses against my clitoris and rubs in a circular motion that is perfect, like an expert playing my body to a symphony of his own creation. It responds and I'm carried away by the beauty and joy of it.

  His hands stop and pull back then he's stroking my hair, my face, my arms. His touch sends thrills through me as he continues exploring my body. I drop all my defenses giving myself over to his gentle ministrations. I reach out and touch his face which makes him smile. His eyes light up as he runs his hands down my sides to my ass. He grips my waist and lifts me up easily as if I weigh nothing. He moves me to rest on his lap. One of his large hands cups the back of my head while the other roams down across my breasts. He touches my nipples and they both stand erect like small diamonds ready to cut glass. Across my stomach and down between my legs. I'm wet and ready as he plows through my folds. When he slides across my clitoris I cry out in surprise and joy unable to contain the thrill that pushes me over the edge then he buries the tip of his finger inside me while keeping pressure on my clit.

  He moves his finger back and forth creating a rubbing pressure on my sensitive nub while giving me the full sensation inside. It's amazing and I move my hips in time letting him have his way with me. I need this, I need to get off, clear my head and then I'll be able to think.

  "Yes!" I cry out rocking.

  He says something back. I bury my face into the glorious coolness of his neck and only then do I see the backside of him. The first thing I notice is he has wings. They're folded against his back and don't look like they're big enough to let him fly but probably would allow him to glide. The second thing I see is his tail. It's standing stiffly out from his back shifting side to side almost like a rattlesnake. It vibrates in time with the motion of his hand inside me and for some reason seeing that drives me right over the edge. My body stiffens, stars explode in my vision, and I buck up against him hard my hands gripping his shoulders tight.

  "AH!" I cry out as the orgasm rips through me.

  He holds me tight against him as it passes over me until I'm left panting and sweating in his arms. I hold him until my breathe and heartbeat slow to something resembling normal then I sit up feeling awkward that I just got off with an alien that I can't even speak to. He lifts me up and sits me back down on the ground then rises on to his knees. He's wearing something that mostly resembles a kilt which makes me giggle.

  "You're like an alien dragon Highlander," I say in my best Sean Connery accent. Not that he's going to appreciate the humor or reference.

  He cocks his head to the side then shakes it clearly indicating he doesn't get it. I smile and shrug then he pulls the kilt aside and from between his legs protrudes the biggest, oddest cock I've ever seen. My eyes go wide as I look at it and then I scoot back as I realize he wants to put that thing inside of me. I shake my head side to side.

  "Oh no," I say. "No, not yet, I'm not ready for that."

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