by Jaylee Davis
His eyes narrowed as he reclaimed his tongue. “Your cream is sweet.” He purred louder. “I could taste you forever.”
Bethany chuckled nervously. “Forever?”
“Between couplings.” He grinned mischievously.
“Oh.” She sighed and relaxed. He moved fast, straightening from his crouch to hover inches above her. His hips settled between her thighs. “Oh!”
“I need you, Bethany, now.”
His head swooped down and their lips met. Her taste mingled with his, but Bethany didn’t care. She tried to wrap her arms around his broad shoulders, but they only reached halfway. His skin was hot and smooth to the touch. The feel of rock-hard muscles in his shoulders rippling beneath her palms as he shifted his weight sent a spiral of desire straight to her core. He wanted her, and she ached for him to take her. Her pussy wanted to be filled by his…
The tip of something hard and thick speared her entrance. She gasped and dug her nails into his skin as the intruder pressed against her and stretched her channel wider to allow passage. Bethany held her breath. Somehow, he’d produced a cock, and he was slowly penetrating her to give her body time to adjust. He sank an inch and then another before she took a quick breath.
Vren groaned. “You’re so tight. So…perfect.” He thrust his hips to drive his mystery erection deeper.
Bethany moaned as he pushed in and stretched her in the most wonderful way. He tilted his hips back to pull out a few inches. She almost whimpered at the feeling of emptiness, but he thrust back and buried his entire cock inside her. She cried out from the pleasure mixed with pain of being so completely filled. He froze to allow her to adjust to his size.
“This is difficult for me, but I won’t continue until you’re ready, Bethany.” His lips were pressed against her neck, nibbling on her as he spoke. “You can take all of me,” he murmured, sounding relieved.
“Oh, Vren, move.” Bethany urged, frantic to feel the entire length of his thick mystery cock sliding in and out of her.
At her request, he slowly pulled out and thrust back to bury his shaft once more, but this time he didn’t stop. He continued to move, rocking his hips back and forth. Each thrust sent tendrils of ecstasy shooting outward from the slick friction his cock created. He hit places inside her she’d never discovered. Bethany clung to him and let him control the pace as she rode the wave of pleasure he generated.
After several powerful thrusts, he ground his hips against her to rub a rough area against her swollen clit that sent jolts of sheer bliss throughout her tensed body. She practically clawed him as she arched her back like a tightly drawn bow, every muscle tensed with aching need to find release. As his head dipped down to her chest and his rough tongue slithered over one of her offered nipples, she snapped. Bethany shouted his name as she came undone, completely overcome by the most intense orgasm she’d ever had in her life.
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Vren slowed to enjoy the spasms of her climax. Her sheath gripped his cock so tight he could hardly move, anyway. The sensation ripped a growl from deep within his chest. Bethany was unlike any female he’d ever been with. She might not be as strong as his own kind, but she was infinitely more sensitive and responsive to his touch. The fact that her pleasure center was located outside her channel hadn’t surprised him. He’d known to expect that from watching the comparative sexual anatomy vids of humans with other humanoid species. Some of the males who closely resembled humans eagerly discussed many ways to have sex with the females. At the time, he hadn’t paid much attention to them. Now he wished he had.
Bethany had climaxed before him while they were coupled. A D’Lyrian female wouldn’t have finished so soon, and afterward she would shove away from the male, whether he’d achieved his own release or not. Usually it wasn’t a problem since most males came before the female, anyway, and could always continue.
Vren didn’t know if he should stop or not. He didn’t want to hurt her. However, he really didn’t want to use his hand to ease his need. She felt so good. At the moment, she clung to his shoulders and her legs were wrapped around his waist so tight he couldn’t pull out of her. It gave him the impression she wasn’t done with him.
“You didn’t come?” She sounded surprised.
“No, do you want me to stop?” He paused, dreading her answer.
Her hold tightened. “No. Please don’t stop.”
Joyful relief poured over him. He stood, taking her with him. The vise-like grip of her legs around his waist kept his cock firmly entrenched in her pussy. She threw her arms around his neck and drew his head down to meet her lips. She tasted sweet and smelled of arousal even after her climax. The small human female was full of surprises.
He ended the kiss to carry her around to the end of the couch. His cock stayed buried to the hilt within her. The backrest was a perfect height for what he had in mind. He tested it by placing her bottom on the edge. Perfect. Bethany looked at him, curiosity shining in her blue eyes, then she smiled as if she understood and sank back to lay on the top edge of the backrest. He growled at the sight of her laid out for his pleasure.
“Is that a happy growl or a bad one?”
“Very happy.”
He couldn’t silence another one as he gripped her hips to keep her in place. He held her steady and slid his cock almost completely out of her sheath and paused. She uttered a soft moan and attempted to sit. He thrust into her hard, sinking deep. Bethany gasped and fell back, her eyelids closed halfway as she watched him. He unhooked her legs from his hips and repositioned them over his shoulders, freeing him to ride her harder and faster. He rocked back and forth, slowly building speed until his shaft pumped piston-like into her hot slick sheath. Her gasps turned to lusty groans of pleasure as he worked his cock in and out of her while his hands roamed over her body, exploring her breasts and teasing her nipples until they hardened into pert nubs.
“Yes, Vren. Oh yes.” She panted the words, and he knew his efforts pleasured her.
Her hands covered his, following his movements. He was ecstatic. Her channel gripped his cock tight, rippling along his thick length as she neared climax. He was close to his own release as well. He lifted his heels off the floor and leaned over to make sure the rough skin at the base of his penis made contact with her clit, stimulating her more. The position pushed her legs toward her chest and opened her wider to allow him sink just a bit deeper. With each thrust, the tip of his cock hit the bottom of her channel. She was absolutely perfect for him.
She screamed his name and her inner muscles gripped him so firmly he had to force his shaft into her tight channel. He took a final thrust and came. His roar of satisfaction echoed off the walls as his cum jetted deep inside her. Her sheath gripped his cock hungrily and forced him to give up the final measure of his seed. His hips jerked involuntarily as the last shots drained him. For a moment, neither one of them moved. Once her vaginal walls released him, scrotal tendons deep within his pelvis automatically contracted, withdrawing his semi-relaxed penis out of her and back into the safety of his pouch. He reached down and slid the triangular portion of his tapa back into place.
Afterward, he gathered her into his arms and carried her back to the front of the couch. He sat with her on his lap. Bethany snuggled closer and pressed her cheek against his chest. He could tell she slept lightly, but she seemed comfortable in his embrace.
He nuzzled her hair, taking in her scent with each breath. He didn’t believe he could ever grow tired of her fragrant smell. His scent was on her now, distinctive in its own way. Any male of his species who knew him would recognize it, and those who didn’t would, at least, detect that a male had been with her. To his surprise, the idea pleased him, but the fact that he took any pleasure from smelling his scent on a female troubled him. Until now, it’d never been important to him.
He closed his eyes and enjoyed holding her while he could. He stroked her hair and trailed his fingertips down her back. She sighed contentedly. The little female did things to him he didn’
t understand. He’d never roared after coupling. Only mated males reacted that way. She was very unique and very distracting, he decided. He hoped they’d couple again soon. The desire to mount her as he would a female of his own species was almost overpowering.
His tail twitched to remind him he needed to shift his weight to ease the pressure. It was a common problem for all D’Lyrians. Cut off the blood supply or depress a nerve for too long and their tails would drag on the floor behind them as they walked until feeling was restored. It was humiliating. He sat firmly on his at the moment with Bethany’s added weight. He dropped his head lower to nuzzle her neck and took in her scent. She shivered as he licked the tender skin, but didn’t wake. He purred, softly at first, and then gradually increased his tone to a full out growl.
Bethany jerked awake and struggled. Vren chuckled at her feeble attempt to free herself. Fully alert, she stopped and turned her head to glare at him. He lost his humor and winced. Her expression was less than happy.
“Stop growling at me!”
“You didn’t mind a few moments ago.”
“That was a different growl. This one startled me.”
“I had to wake you to ask if you wanted to sleep with me.”
“Really?” She huffed and rolled her eyes. “No wonder you crashed,” she muttered.
He made a mental note to not wake his female so forcefully and immediately choked back a snarl. His female? Impossible! He stood, then carried her into the bedroom. Along the way the tip of his tail flicked back and forth, a sure sign of agitation.
Chapter Six
Bethany couldn’t believe how incredible the sex was with Vren. He’d made her come so hard she’d almost passed out. She’d never felt anything so intense before, and unlike the few men she’d been with, he smelled wonderful, and his kisses were delicious. His body was so large he could practically wrap around her twice. Afterward, he’d held her. She’d felt protected and special within his embrace. She had only one complaint. She’d never gotten a good look at his penis, but it felt huge.
She couldn’t resist running her fingers through his hair, smoothing the silky strands to lessen his wild look. He was a giant compared to her, handsome and strong. She wanted to fall asleep again, wrapped in his arms, safe for at least one night before reality intruded on her dream. He smiled, then shook his head, fluffing out his mane right after she’d tamed it. She had a suspicion that under different circumstances, he could be as playful as a kitten.
He gently placed her onto the bed, then lay beside her. He circled his arms around to pull her close until they were chest to chest. Bethany snuggled even closer and pressed her lips to his neck.
“I really enjoyed coupling with you. Thank you,” she whispered, wanting to make sure he knew.
His chest vibrated with a deep laugh. “I should thank you, little female. You surprise me.”
She lifted just enough to be able to see his face. His eyes glinted in the dim light filtering into her room. They’d forgotten to turn off one of the living room lights. It wasn’t a concern right now, because Bethany loved to look at him. She didn’t see an alien anymore. To her, he was just Vren, a man not of her world, and for tonight, she’d pretend he was her lover.
“Well, instead of thanking me, why don’t you tell me more about yourself?”
“What would you like to know?” He propped his head up, waiting for an answer.
“We had sex, but you didn’t show me your…penis. Could I see it?”
“Now? While we’re in bed?” His cat-like eyes widened in surprise.
Once again, she’d shocked him, but Bethany wasn’t about to let him off the hook.
“Yes, now. You’re not aroused like before so you should be able to show it to me.”
“You’re naked and pressed close to me. I am aroused.” His expression grew troubled, as if the revelation was alien to him.
She couldn’t suppress a smile. “Then you’re always horny?”
He cocked his head, looking uncertain. “What is horny?”
You. Bethany sighed in exasperation. Dragging information out of Vren was a lot like trying to pull teeth out of a chicken.
“Please show me your penis.” God, she felt ridiculous at making such an outlandish request, but she was on a mission. “I think you should. It was inside my body a few minutes ago. Don’t you believe I have a right to ask?”
He huffed. “When you put it like that, I agree.” Although his mannerism clearly said otherwise, he rolled to his back and tucked a pillow under his head so he could see down his torso. Using one hand, he slid the triangle section of his tapa to one side and held it in place against the inside of one burly upper thigh.
Bethany scrambled to sit up and peer down at his groin. There was nothing between his legs but velvety skin.
“Vren?”
“Patience. I must concentrate. This is very difficult for me to do in a sleeping area.” He groaned. “My penis is enclosed in a protective pouch inside my body. Once I’m fully aroused it swells like all humanoid sex organs. Before coupling, the pressure of the erection pushes against the opening, which helps relax certain muscles that allow my sex organ to emerge.”
“I’m sorry. Keep trying,” she urged.
“We may need to go back to your couch.”
“As lovely as that sounds, I’d like to see your penis first.”
“You’re being difficult.”
“And you’re being stubborn.”
“If you were not so appealing…” He snarled.
Bethany was almost ready to give in to his suggestion about the couch when she saw a narrow slit of an opening appear between his legs. Just as he’d promised, the tip pushed out. She couldn’t tell if it was already stiff or just grew hard as it emerged from the opening. After it jutted out completely, Bethany gaped in awe at his extremely impressive dark red cock. Unlike a human’s, the head was streamlined, not mushroom shaped at all. The long shaft was thick and smooth all the way down to where rough ridges ringed the base of his cock. Bethany recalled how he’d used it against her clit. One thing she didn’t see any sign of was balls. Make that two things.
“Um…where are your testicles?”
“Inside,” he said tersely and threw his head back against the pillow. After a few deep breaths he explained, “They don’t descend like a human male’s.”
“Oh,” she said. Since he seemed to be struggling to answer her questions, Bethany decided not to press him for any more information. Instead, she chose to compliment him. “You’re so big. I don’t see how you fit inside me.”
He swallowed hard and groaned. Apparently the effort of revealing his cock took a physical toll. Bethany reached for it, thinking to stroke the length a few times to see how the skin stretched tight over his steel-hard dick might feel. He shook his head and growled.
“No! I am not in control.” His deep voice sounded harsh and dangerous.
He rolled over onto his side away from her, keeping out of reach. His sides heaved in and out while his panting grew louder. Bethany had no idea what to do at that moment. She really wanted to touch him and stroke her palm over his striped hip all the way down his thigh, thinking to soothe him, but an inner warning told her to stop. He seemed to be struggling with some internal demon. After each gulp of air he took, a soft growl accompanied every breath he let out. The lower half of his tail thumped out a frantic rhythm against the mattress.
“Vren, I’m sorry I’ve upset you. Do you want me to leave?”
“Do not leave!” he ordered in a harsh sounding tone. “You’re safe here with me.”
Bethany sank back onto the bed. She pulled the covers over both of them and then rolled away from him before curling up into a knees-to-chest tight ball. Apparently, her pretend lover needed some time alone, even if he’d told her not to leave. She was safe in her bed, safe with him in her bed. What would happen if she left it? She knew the answer. Sex would happen. Wonderful, amazing blow-your-mind-away sex.
She si
mply couldn’t stop thinking about how incredible he’d made her feel, and no amount of scary noises he made could convince her he’d ever harm her. Maybe he was truly concerned about her safety, and for good reason.
Caleb was a huge threat, but the purist asshole didn’t frighten her. What scared her the most was the possibility that he and his goons might capture her alien lover. Her lover. She really liked the idea. Right then, she’d give anything if he’d roll over and hold her.
If there was one thing she hated the most about being single, it was spending each and every night alone in her bed. Tonight she had Vren, but he wasn’t exactly with her at the moment. Maybe he doesn’t know how. It’s possible. D’Lyrians might not like to snuggle. She focused her attention on his breathing. It was calmer and his tail had stopped beating up her bed. Good.
As if reading her thoughts, he rolled toward her. A strong arm reached out and encircled her waist to drag her back to him. They spooned, his warm massive chest to her naked back. Unable to help herself, Bethany settled against him, wiggling her hips to press tighter into his groin. Nothing long or hard pushed against her bottom. Apparently, he’d gotten himself and his penis under control. Too bad.
Bethany was amazed by how disappointed she felt. The desire to have sex with him again impatiently gnawed at her. She could always make up some excuse about needing to get out of bed. A visit to the bathroom might rouse his interest. Even better, a trip to the kitchen for a drink of water was quite believable. She was actually parched.
He’d snuggled so close his mouth nuzzled into her hair. Just as she was about to announce her intention of “leaving the bed” to get some water, he purred. A deep, soothing to the bones sound rolled from his chest. If she’d had a tense muscle in her body, it would’ve turned to mush in an instant. Bethany lost the will to speak or think. Her last coherent thought was about how “right” he felt before sleep claimed her.
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