Claimed by the Alien
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I feel a tickle in my stomach as we stop just short of my front door, one that causes me to let out a soft giggle. “Don’t you think it’s silly? This whole notion that otherworldly beings are walking among us?”
When he slides his hands in his pockets, and the corner of his mouth lifts into a smile, his face takes on a familiarity to me in a way I can’t describe. It’s almost as if he feels like home. And the way my pussy is throbbing as I stare at him, I can’t help but think fuck the aliens! I want this man to take me right here and right now!
I don’t know what has gotten into me, but I can’t just let this man walk away. I’ve never subscribed to the notion of soulmates. But heaven help me…
I think he might be my soulmate.
“It does seem a little strange. But better to be safe than sorry.”
I giggle again, biting my lip as I think about this man keeping me safe in every imaginable way. “You’re exactly right.”
He moves close to me, and I could swear he’s about to kiss me. As crazy as it sounds, I’d let him.
“Why don’t you let me walk you inside, Harper, make sure there aren’t any aliens lurking in your house?”
I snort laugh, tossing a hand on his chest. I start to tell him he doesn’t need to make up an excuse to get past my front door. But I guess this is his way of being a gentleman, sort of.
“Sure, sure. That’s probably a good idea.”
A flash of light dances in his eyes, maybe a streetlight flickering behind us, I don’t know. I slide my key into the front door and pull it open. And, being the perfect gentleman, he places a hand on my tummy, preventing me from being the first to walk into my own home.
His touch sends tingles along my skin, even though he hasn’t technically touched my skin yet.
“Let me make sure the coast is clear,” he edges out, stepping into the foyer.
I walk in behind him, taking in his monstrous size. He’s wearing plain blue jeans with leather boots, and a tight fitting dark green shirt. He has muscles everywhere, and they seem to be bulging through his clothes.
Oh god, if he wants me as much as I want him, his sheer size alone will likely crush me. The way I’m feeling right now, I wouldn’t care if he flattened me while he fucked me.
Damn, I’ve never had slutty thoughts like this. I’ve never been with a man at all. Even when I’m masturbating, I’m usually just focused on the way it feels as opposed to all these fantasies floating through my head.
But the stuff that’s running through my mind right now would put a porno to shame. I watch as Drake disappears, walking into the kitchen, and then into my bedroom where he stays gone for about thirty seconds. I consider walking in there to join him, but despite my attraction to him, I’m not about jumping his bones.
When he reappears, he’s smiling at me. “Well, everything looks good. No sign of any psychos. Or aliens.”
I let out a dramatic breath. “What a relief.”
He chuckles, walking my way as I notice that glimmer in his eyes again.
I catch a whiff of something, maybe his cologne. But no, it smells more … I don’t know, earthy? Is that the right word? The scent wafts into my nose, sends pulses of energy through me that start in my chest and navigate between my legs. It feels like I’m being hypnotized. Like, sexually.
“Yeah. It’s just the two of us here. No one else,” he says, letting his gaze drop to my chest.
Lust surges through me, my breath and pulse quickening as my nipples tingle.
“Maybe … would you like a drink?”
“Oh, I don’t think it’s a drink I want. Unless it’s a drink of you.”
I hold back a groan, but then he does that smirk thing again. And that’s when I see it.
His eyes, they begin to glow a soft green. Yellow sparks flash around the edges that seem to fan out like butterfly wings. He licks his lips, and his tongue is dark purple, almost blue in its hue. Dizzy, I grip the chair behind me.
“You’re … you’re …”
He moves close to me and reaches up to touch my face. His fingers are hot. So hot.
“Yes. I’m a minolaur. And I’m going to plant my seed inside your belly.”
Fear grips me. I have to get rid of him. I … I can’t let him do this.
But my body needs him so badly.
I can’t let him do this, but yet … I can’t let him leave either.
Oh fuck. My pussy and I? We are doomed.
Drake
Gods help me, I’m getting harder by the second. So hard that my jeans will no longer be able to contain my twelve-inch erection.
That’s the one problem with us minolaurs mating with humans. Women say they want it big until they get a look at our cocks.
I’ve only been with two other humans—not that they were even in the same galaxy as Harper and her beauty, but my size alone was too much for them to take in orally, so they didn’t even try.
With Harper, and the lust-fueled energy between us, she’ll not only take me in her mouth, she’ll take me in her tight little bottom, too.
Once I’ve filled her sweet womb with all the good stuff.
“You’re … you’re a what?”
My cock throbs as I smell the fear mixed with her arousal. If I were a different “man” I’d toss her over the chair and fuck her until she cries, then walk right out her front door.
But that’s what sets me apart from the other males of my species.
I want to bring her pleasure, too.
I want her pussy contracting hard around my shaft.
I want that pained look of ecstasy on her face as I’m shooting my seed inside of her.
And I want her for life.
“A minotaur. An alien, as you call us.”
She blinks several times, but I’m already scanning my eyes over her luscious body, pulling the warmth of her aura over me and sending her into a heated state of need.
“I told you,” she says breathlessly. “I don’t believe in aliens.”
“That’s the beauty of all this, Harper. You don’t have to believe in me for it to happen.” I hold back the smile as I feel her reserves crumbling. She grips the chair behind her for balance, her body open for me. Well, except for one minor thing.
That dress of hers. It’s the one thing preventing me from seeing her, from touching her.
I notice the little buttons down the front and start popping them open, one by one as her chest rises and falls.
I look into her gorgeous brown eyes as I slide the dress down her arms. It whooshes to the floor and I admire all those curves as she stands before me in nothing but a simple white bra and white, lacy panties.
“This isn’t a good idea, I don’t think.”
I unsnap the middle of her bra, forcing her pillowy tits to spill out before me. Fuck, now I’m harder than before.
“It’s not an idea, Harper. This is an action that’s about to occur.” I brush my thumbs over her nipples, making them prick instantaneously.
Her teeth sink right into the corner of her lower lip, and her pupils dilate. I can see all the way into her soul, and I can smell how fucking wet she is right now.
Wet for me.
I glide my fingers over the crotch of her panties, feeling the damp heat there. She blinks rapidly, and I hold back the growl that’s climbing up my throat.
I need to claim her, and I need to claim her now.
“Take your panties off, Harper.”
I step back and watch her eagerly hook her thumbs inside the strap of white lace around her hips, gliding the material over her ample curves. Her scent hits me with force, and I feel a pulse of pre-cum ooze from my slit. Her bra slides off her shoulders, landing in the pile of clothes at her feet.
I rip off my shirt and kick off my shoes before stepping out of my pants. Harper trembles as she notices the size of my alien cock, now a good nine or ten inches in length and still some room to grow.
I move closer to her, snaking a finger inside her slit and noti
And hell, it’s consuming my blood as well. I can feel my balls filling up fast, getting heavier and heavier with each passing second.
I need to fill her. Now.
As her thighs tremble, I quickly flick her clit with the tip of my finger, causing her to gasp. She cums right away, trembling as her clit quivers on my index finger.
“That heavenly pussy is mine,” I growl.
Her lips part, as if she’s about to say something. But I don’t give her the chance.
I grip her hips and lift her in the air. Her hands move to my shoulders as I bring that dripping snatch to my cock that’s now a full twelve inches.
“I’ve never done this before,” she whispers all sweet like as she arches her back like a slut to take me in.
“That’s okay,” I grit out. “I will do all the work.”
I lower her over my erection, feeling her walls grip me with intense tightness all the way down.
She bites on her lip and purrs as her juices drip down the length of my shaft.
“Oh god,” she murmurs, her eyes fluttering closed.
I can’t help but notice how hard her nipples are right now, and I lean forward, pulling one of her buds past my lips as she slides further down my shaft. More pre-cum pulses from my slit, and my balls twitch in anticipation of an orgasm—the first of which is about to erupt from my cock with ferocity.
I feel the wall of her membrane, but I don’t let it slow me down. I spear her pussy, forcing the entirety of my length inside her tight cunt.
She lets out a squeak and throws her arms around my neck. And I immediately start bouncing her up and down on my shaft, feeling her ample tits squish against my chest as her tight pussy gulps me greedily.
I move my hands to her ass, her flesh bouncing wildly as she grinds her pussy all over my hardness. I’m impressed that she’s taking me so well. And every inch of her tight tunnel feels like fucking heaven.
I can’t hold back. My balls are in pain, a searing heat tugging at them until they finally release, causing a torrent of alien seed to spurt from my opening, dumping probably a liter of cum inside her sexy, virginal belly.
There’s so much, some of it splashes to the floor. But it doesn’t stop her from continuing to grind her tight wetness over my steely rod, hoping to get another spurt from me, no doubt.
Fuck, I knew she was my mate, but I had no idea our chemistry would be this intense.
Harper
When Drake told me he was an alien, the “old” me would have freaked the fuck out. But there’s a new me that I can’t explain, and the fear passed quickly.
And now, all I want is to be stuffed all night long.
His strong hands grip me as I bounce on his enormous cock, the urge to cum so strong I couldn’t stop it if I wanted to. I thought it would hurt, but it doesn’t. Every square inch of his member is filling me up, massaging my walls and forcing me to tumble off that cliff.
I can feel myself grow tighter around him as he growls in my ear, and when I feel the heat of his seed pulse against my cervix, all I can think about is getting pregnant with his child.
It’s so weird, so crazy that I’m turned on at the prospect of growing an alien’s baby inside of me, but there’s no doubt that’s all I can think about.
“Cum on my dick, Harper. Let me feel that pussy suck the cum right out of my balls.”
I hug him tighter, feeling his breath hit my neck as my will collapses. My orgasm is strong, making me cry out in pleasure as my pussy massages his length with violent contractions.
My entire body trembles as he vocalizes his pleasure in my ear. The grunts and growls turn to a roar as he shoots out another load of his seed. I wrap my legs around his waist as tightly as I can in an attempt to contain as much of his cum as I can inside of me.
“I have years’ worth of cum inside of my balls, Harper, and I will fill you with every drop I’ve saved for you tonight.”
“Yesss,” I hiss as the last of my orgasm washes over me.
Drake starts walking across the room, and before I realize what’s happening, he’s lying me on my bed and flipping me over on my belly.
“No only does that pussy belong to me, but I will fill up that ass, too. I can make you pregnant just from that alone.”
I break out in a nervous sweat.
It was one thing to take my innocence with his long, thick meat. But the thought of something of that size penetrating my back door has me downright scared.
“Are you frightened?” he asks, using a finger to toy with my ring.
“Yes, a … a little,” I admit, looking over my shoulder at him.
He’s stroking his length still covered in a sheen of our fluids as his hands glide over my wide hips.
“I’ll get you prepped, then.”
Drake leans down, sinking his hands into the flesh of my sides as his tongue probes my anus. It begins to quiver, and he releases a breathy moan into my crack.
“Ooooh yeah,” I purr as he moves a finger to my clit, circling it slowly while also building me up to a quick, hard cum.
I feel him flick the folds of tissue, then he plants several kisses along the globe of my ass before guiding his cock to my back entrance.
He must have a lot of pre-cum seeping out because I can feel the head of his shaft sliding around, teasing my forbidden hole as he pushes then pulls back repeatedly.
I hear the soft rumble of a growl as he stretches me open, still working a finger in smooth strokes over my swollen bundle of nerves. I rotate my hips, getting so turned on at the burn that accompanies his penetration.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” he grits out.
I fist the sheets as he pushes in deeper, stretching me further and further and intensifying the pain that’s shooting through my tight little ass.
The pain feels so good, though, and I swear the deeper he goes, the more my little bottom quivers in anticipation of an orgasm.
In one long but smooth stroke, he’s finally inside of me, his balls lightly touching my labia.
I expel a long breath and he begins pounding me relentlessly, the force of his thrusts nearly knocking the air from my lungs.
“I’m going to explode inside your tight little ass,” he edges out.
I find myself rocking against him, the pressure of his entry, the pain of my bottom stretching to accommodate him making me so turned on I can hardly think.
Pleasure and pain dance together in a cycle that makes my legs quiver as I cum around his shaft.
Our moans fill the room, and it isn’t long after my orgasm that I feel a torrent of fluids fill me up, Drake’s hard thrusts now pushing me across the bed until I collapse.
With his long cock still inside of me, he climbs on the bed and lifts my ass back up in the air, resuming the hard anal penetration and emptying another load inside of me, my tight ring of muscles still quivering from my own orgasm.
I’m shaking all over when he falls on top of me, his cock slowly shrinking inside of me.
“Fuck,” he whispers against my neck.
“Yeah,” I answer. “Fuck is right.”
He groans, pulling me into a spoon with his cock still in my bottom. It feels weird, but it also puts me in this headspace, making me feel like I’m attached to him, that I belong to him.
“Don’t move, little one. I’m going to be hard again in just a few minutes.”
I feel his lips move over my neck as he kisses me, and it causes my nipples to tingle as they curl into hard points. One of his hands glides over my body and cups my breasts where he teases my bud, rolling it between his fingers.
His moan-filled breathing increases, and I feel him get hard again. He jacks up my leg by the thigh and begins fucking me again, this time making me cum by swirling his finger over my clit.
“Mmm, I can feel every little bounce of your clit,” he groans in my ear.
I purr and mew, rolling my hips in a slow grind and wrapping my fingers around his wrist to keep him from moving away.
And as his cock grows bigger and harder inside my forbidden hole, I topple over the edge again as he spurts his seed in my belly.
“You’re mine … forever,” he growls, sinking his teeth into the flesh of my neck.
“Yes,” I purr, feeling my bottom clamp down around his thick girth.
I’m so exhausted, I end up falling asleep within minutes with Drake’s arm wrapped around my waist.
Drake
The next morning, I wake up with an erection so big it pushes the sheets up high like a tent. I hear Harper stirring, and all I want is to see her get on her knees between my legs and take me in her mouth.
I pull her to me, and she moans softly, her hair falling to the side as she rolls over. Her small hand naturally wanders to my length of steel, a smile forming on her pink lips when she discovers how hard I am.
“Is that for me?”
“It’s all for you, baby. And don’t make me tell you where I want it.”
I toss the covers aside, and her eyes wander there. She’s up in a second, straddling my knees as she grips the base of my cock and strokes gently.
“In my pussy?” she asks, wiggling her bottom in the air, her full breasts swaying side to side.
I place a hand on the back of her head. “Guess again.”
A flash of fear flickers in her eyes as she realizes what her morning task is. “It … it won’t fit.”
I chuckle. “It fit just fine in that tight pussy of yours. Your mouth will have no trouble. Trust me.”
She parts her lips, and I don’t wait. I just push her down where she swallows my head and lets out a muffled yip.
“Open wider. Slide those lips down further.”
I grip my length at the base and hold it steady for her as she bobs her head, each time making her way further down my shaft. Fuck, her lips, her tongue, her wet warmth makes me want to burst instantly.
I start thrusting my hips, forcing myself to the back of her throat. She’s only able to suck down about a third of my length, but it’s enough to make my balls twitch.
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