Avelyn and the Alien Daddy (Intergalactic Brides 3)

by Jessica Coulter Smith

  “But, Thrace… you can’t leave your people, your job. Where would we live? Where would you work? I… I can’t be the reason you lose everything.”

  He reached across the table and took her hand, noticing her distress. “Avelyn, I would do anything to be with you. Don’t you realize that I don’t care about my job or anything else if you aren’t by my side? You’re perfect for me in every way. I want you in my life, and as more than my nanny. I dream of going to sleep at night with you in my arms. Of waking to your smiling face.”

  A trace of a smile graced her lips. “You might rethink that last one. I don’t wake up smiling. I don’t smile until I’ve had my coffee. I’m actually very grumpy in the morning, but you’re usually gone by the time I get up with Lily. I know it’s only been a few days since you brought me here, but sometimes I forget that. It feels like I’ve been watching over Lily longer than that.”

  “Then I’ll have a cup waiting for you when I wake you in the morning.” He smiled. “I’ll even serve you breakfast in bed.”

  “Oh, now you’re just taking things too far.” She laughed. “But I may hold you to the cup of coffee. I’m a bear without it.”

  He smoothed his thumb along her hand. “Avelyn, will you have me as your mate? I don’t care that you can’t have children; there are plenty out there who need homes, like Lily. I promise to do everything in my power to give you a good life. I may not be as rich as your previous husband, but I promise that you’ll never want for anything. I’ll buy a house. Clothes. Give you anything your heart desires, if you’ll only agree to be mine.”

  “Thrace.” Tears shimmered in her eyes. “You don’t have to promise to buy me things to win my affection. Do you know why I would say yes? It isn’t because you have billions of dollars, which by the way is more money than my husband ever had. It isn’t because you want to buy me whatever my heart desires. I would say yes because of the respect you show me, the gentle way you touch me, and the wonderful father you are to Lily. I know that if we are blessed enough to adopt more children, you would treat them the same way you treat Lily and me, and they would be very lucky to call you dad.”

  “Does that mean you’re saying yes?” he asked, his heart pounding in his chest.

  “It means I’m saying yes. But… I really hope your council comes through. I would hate for you to turn your back on everything you know just to be with me. I’m not sure I’m worth that.”

  He lifted her hand and kissed the back of it. “Avelyn, you’re worth that and so much more. I don’t understand the emotions I feel when I’m around you. There’s always this anxious feeling in the pit of my stomach; my heart races out of control, and I’m always afraid of saying the wrong thing. But most of all, not a moment goes by that I don’t think about kissing you… “ He kissed her hand again. “And making you mine in all ways.”

  He felt the tremor race through her.

  “I think about those things too.”

  A waiter came over and took their orders. Neither had looked at the menu, and at that particular moment, Thrace couldn’t have cared less what he ate. Even Avelyn seemed to open the menu and order the first thing she saw. Did she want this meal to end as quickly as he did? Suddenly, the most important thing in the world was getting her back to the hotel and out of that sexy damn dress. Not the shoes though… he wanted those on.

  “I wonder how Lily is,” Avelyn mused. “Brielle assured me she would call if there was a problem.”

  Thrace hoped like hell there wouldn’t be a problem, not tonight. He had plans for Avelyn, plans that involved no clothes and lots of naked skin -- and no babies! If things went the way he hoped, he’d make love to her all night and into the morning. He wanted to watch the sunrise with her, feed her breakfast, and then take her back to bed. Just the thought of having her completely at his mercy was enough to make his cock thicken. He may only have experience with prostitutes, and there might be a small part of him that worried he wouldn’t be able to please her, but he knew that being with Avelyn would be earth shattering. Another Earth phrase he couldn’t wait to experience.

  Their food arrived and he noticed that she ate as quickly as he did, with little conversation between them. He nearly jumped and choked on a shrimp when he felt something slide up his leg. Judging by the naughty look in Avelyn’s eyes, it was her foot. As discreetly as he could, he reached under the tablecloth and snagged her foot. A smile blossomed across her face and quickly changed to one of pure longing as he stroked the delicate arch with his thumb.

  Avelyn jerked her foot away and he smirked, knowing he’d gotten to her. She got to him every damn day, but it was fun playing with her like this, seeing just how far he could wind her up before getting her back to the hotel. The limo ride home would prove interesting.

  With her eyes fastened on his, she licked her lips, and then used the tip of her tongue to lick the butter sauce off her shrimp. His cock jerked and his grip on his fork tightened. She teased the morsel along her lips before gently sucking it into her mouth and chewing, her lips glistening from the butter. It made him wonder if she’d look the same way with his cum on her lips. Ever since he’d seen the video of the woman taking the man’s cock in her mouth, he’d wanted to try it. And he couldn’t think of anyone he’d rather share it with than Avelyn, assuming she didn’t find it distasteful. He’d never force her to do anything.

  As she pushed her plate away, he waved to the waiter and asked for their check. The bill was around one hundred dollars and he had no idea how much to tip, so he just stuck two one hundreds on top before rising to his feet. Anxious to get Avelyn home, he hoped the money was adequate. She smiled as she slid her hand into his and he wrapped an arm around her waist as he guided her out to the waiting limo.

  Thrace had no sooner closed the door and settled on the seat than he found his arms full of soft, willing woman. She plastered her lips to his, her hands roaming his shoulders and chest. Thrace kissed her with a hunger he’d never before experienced, devouring her lips as his hands slid up and down her bare back before settling on her rounded hips.

  Avelyn squirmed in his lap and then threw one leg over him. As she straddled his legs, his cock pulsed in time with his heartbeat. Her palms slid up his chest then down before returning to his shoulders. Her eyes glittered in the dim lighting and he stared at her plump lips, wanting another taste. But there was something he wanted even more.

  His hands fell to the hem of her dress and slowly eased it up, exposing her creamy thighs and baring more of her than he’d ever seen before. He tugged it up further until he saw the scrap of black satin between her legs and his breath left him in a whoosh. His mouth suddenly ran dry and his pulse pounded in his ears.

  Thrace fastened his gaze on hers as he reached between them, his thumb sliding over the slippery material, feeling her heat through the thin scrap. She wiggled her hips and he felt the heat radiating between her legs. He slid his hand down until he cupped her mound, the dampness taking him by surprise. It seemed his Avelyn wanted him very much. He’d read enough about Earth women to know they became wet when aroused.

  “What do you want, Avelyn? I’ll give you anything you want, just name it.”

  “I want you to touch me.”

  He smiled. “I am.”

  “I want… I want you to make me come.”

  He stroked her with a finger, feeling the seam of her pussy through the material. “And how do you want me to make you come?”

  “I… I want you to touch me, to stroke me, until I come. I want to feel your fingers inside of me.”

  If his cock got any harder, he’d never be able to walk through the hotel lobby. Her words were enough to make him come in his pants like a young boy. But he wanted to do as she asked, wanted to do that and so much more.

  “How attached are you to these panties?” he asked.

  She shook her head, either telling him she wasn’t attached, or that she didn’t understand. Either way, he didn’t give her a chance to do much else. The sou
nd of fabric tearing filled the air as he ripped her panties from her, leaving her bare to his hungry gaze. The sight of her shaved pussy made him growl softly and he licked his lips, wondering if her nectar tasted as good as she smelled.

  He teased her slit, sliding his fingers along the slippery flesh before parting the lips and finding the little bundle of nerves he knew would give her the most pleasure. He stroked her softly, just a brush of his fingers against her swollen flesh, and she gasped, her nails biting into his shoulders. He watched as she parted her legs further, giving him better access.

  Circle, flick, stroke. Circle, flick, stroke. He set up a rhythm that had her pulse pounding into her throat and her heart beating so loudly he would have sworn he heard it. Sweat gathered along the back of his neck as his control was tested. Her hips jerked against his hand and he remembered her words. She wanted to feel his fingers inside her.

  As this thumb teased and tormented her little clit, he eased a finger inside her tight passage. Heaven! She felt like silk wrapped around his finger, her wet heat enough to make him buck his hips in anticipation. She groaned and pressed down tighter against his hand. Thrace stroked her, in and out several times, before adding a second finger. While he stretched her inner walls, he watched in fascination as she lifted her hips, and then lowered them, fucking herself on his fingers.

  It was the most incredible thing he’d ever seen. Faster. Harder. Her breath came out in pants as she rode his hand to a climax, her walls fluttering around his fingers, trying to suck him in further. Her teeth dented her lip where she held back her cries of passion and he wished she didn’t have to. Thrace wanted to hear every moan, every scream, and every cry of passion that left her lips.

  Her body twitched as he slowly stroked her, wondering if he could bring her back to that frenzy before they reached the hotel. She moaned again as he pressed a little harder against her clit. Her movements became frantic as she clawed at the top of her dress, dragging it down her arms. Exposed, her breasts swayed with the motion of the vehicle.

  “Taste me,” she whispered. “I want your lips on my nipples.”

  With a groan, Thrace couldn’t hold back. The feel of her on his fingers, the scent of her in the air, and her naughty words were enough to make him come in his pants. Leaning forward, he took one rosy tip in his mouth. The point pebbled against his tongue as he lapped at her. She tasted sweet and felt incredible as she ground herself against his hand.

  Thrace knew the hotel wasn’t much further so he stroked her faster as he switched to the other breast, the nipple every bit as responsive as the other one. With a gentle nip, he sent her over the edge, her soft cries filling his ears as she was unable to hold back this time. As she trembled in his arms, he stroked his fingers in and out of her, slowing and then withdrawing his fingers.

  With his gaze fastened on hers, he stuck his fingers in his mouth and licked them clean, sucking her juices from the digits.

  “You taste even better than I’d imagined.”

  “You didn’t get to come. I shouldn’t have been so selfish.”

  He chuckled. “A male should never admit this, but you were so hot and so damn sexy that I came in my pants just feeling you climax. I’ll be sticky when I get out of these pants.”

  A blush tinged her cheeks. “I made you lose control?”

  He nodded.

  “I like the sound of that.” Her hand stroked his chest, down toward his abdomen, and was heading for dangerous territory when he stopped her. For the moment, his cock wasn’t hard and he’d be able to walk through the hotel lobby without garnering too many stares.

  He helped her put her dress to rights just as the limo came to a stop. Thrace exited the limo first and then helped Avelyn out. With an arm curved around her waist, he led her into the hotel, up the elevator, and to their suite. He shut the door with a click, tossed his keycard aside, and prowled toward her.

  Her eyes were still bright from her orgasm, her expression soft. He felt proud that he’d been the one to put that look on her face. It had never mattered to him before if a female came when they were together. But with Avelyn, it mattered.

  She pulled her dress down her shoulders, did a little shimmy, and he watched as the material pooled at her feet. Completely bare except for those damn shoes, she crooked her finger at him. Thrace stalked toward her, wondering what the little vixen had in mind. She helped him out of his shirt, and as she reached for the button on his pants, he toed off his boots.

  Getting his pants off took a bit of effort, but they managed and he kicked them aside. Now every bit as nude as her, his cock once more awake and ready for action, he wasn’t sure how to proceed. In the limo, instinct and her need had driven him to do the things he’d done. Here, under the bright lights, he wasn’t as sure of himself.

  Avelyn placed her hands on his hips and he watched as she slid to her knees at his feet. His cock jumped at the implication and he hoped like hell she was going to do what he thought she was going to do. Avelyn licked her lips and looked up at him, wrapping a hand around the base of his cock. His breath froze in his lungs as she opened her mouth and took the head inside, stroking the underside with her tongue.

  Thrace thought his head was going to explode it felt so damn good! She hummed a little then took more of him in her mouth, her tongue stroking his shaft. His fingers threaded through her hair, but he was careful not to hurt her. She pulled back, sucking long and hard and he damn near came from the pleasure. When Avelyn swallowed him down again, he held her there for a moment, hoping he wasn’t hurting her but not wanting the sensations to stop. She pulled away and he allowed it.

  The pull of her lips and the stroke of her tongue were enough to make him lose his mind. After a few more strokes, he found himself holding her head steady and fucking her mouth with long, slow strokes. She allowed it, even seemed to enjoy it, if the noises she made were any indication. He felt his balls draw up against his body and knew he was about to lose control, but he just couldn’t stop himself. He wanted her to taste him, the way he’d tasted her, wanted to see his cum on her lips.

  He quickened his pace and groaned as the first spurt hit the back of her throat. Before he emptied himself, he pulled back enough to bathe her lips in the pearly liquid. She looked up at him and licked it off, damn near making him hard again.

  Thrace didn’t give her a chance to stand. He scooped her into his arms and carried her over to the sofa, where he tossed her onto the soft cushions. She landed on her ass, legs sprawled, and a beautiful smile on her face. Thrace knelt on the floor, her legs on either side of him, and leaned down to trail kisses between her breasts and down her soft belly.

  She spread her legs further, the closer he got to her pussy. Already she was wet and ready for him, apparently not having gotten enough in the limo. Using his thumbs, he parted her pussy and just looked at her. She was all pink and soft -- beautiful. Leaning down, he lapped at her, gathering her cream on his tongue. Avelyn wiggled her hips and he dipped his tongue inside of her. Gently, he pressed his finger against her clit, lightly stroking the little nub.

  “Yes, just like that,” she panted. “More, Thrace. I want more.”

  He growled. “What do you want, sweet Avelyn?”

  “I want you to fuck me with your mouth, to feel your tongue inside of me. I want to come on your tongue and feel you lick and suck every bit of my cum from me when I’m finished.”

  His cock pulsed between his legs as he stroked her with his tongue, delving inside on every other stroke. As she whined and thrashed, he fucked her with his tongue, mimicking what he wanted to do with his cock. A little more pressure on her clit and she came, screaming his name. He drank down everything she had to give him and then rose over her.

  “Are you ready for me, Avelyn? Can you take me now or do you need more?”

  “I just need you, Thrace.”

  “We’re taking this somewhere else. I can’t get to you very well from this angle.”

  She cast a glance around the
room and pointed to the chair. “Can you bend me over the back of that? Am I tall enough that you could fuck me that way?”

  Without answering, he pulled her from the sofa and led her to the back of the chair. Thrace placed his hand in the middle of her back and eased her down until her ass stuck out in a most inviting way. Her pussy teased him, parting to let him see what he so desperately wanted.

  He braced a hand on her hip and wrapped the other one around his cock, leading the hungry beast to her sweet pussy. He slipped between her lips and eased into her tight channel, her body gripping him like a glove. With both hands on her hips, he pushed forward until he was buried inside her. His heart hammered in his chest and he wasn’t sure how gentle or slow he could be.

  “Stop teasing me,” she said, pushing back against him.

  “I don’t have much control right now, Avelyn. I’m worried I’ll hurt you, or that it won’t be good for you.”

  She looked at him over her shoulder. “Thrace. I want you. Now. If you need to take me fast and hard, then do it.”

  Her words eased his tension and he thrust inside of her, slowly at first, then faster. It seemed the harder he pounded into her, the more vocal she became, begging for more. Sweat slicked his skin as he watched his cock disappear into her sweet body again and again, her cream coating the shaft, until he felt his orgasm fast approaching.

  He didn’t have time to warn her before he was shooting deep inside of her, groaning as he emptied himself. The flutters around his cock told him she’d found her release, and for that, he was grateful. He’d have felt like such a failure if he’d left her behind.

  Thrace knew she had to be uncomfortable, but he was loath to pull out just yet. When she wiggled against him, he disengaged their bodies and helped her stand up straight, wincing as her back cracked.

  “Maybe we shouldn’t do that again.”

  She smiled. “I’d be disappointed if we didn’t. But I’m definitely not as young as I once was.”