Page 65 of Alien Bride


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“I will ensure that you are well satiated before any other males come to court you,” I growled as I pulled back and lifted up so I could rip her leg coverings off over her feet, pulling her legs up and in the air where they fell back against my chest, eliciting a giggle. “They will not be able to come near us without scenting how focused I am on your pleasure.”

She covered her face with both her hands.

I reached down, grasped the small piece of fabric that covered the apex of her thighs, and carefully slid it up her legs towards my face, my fingers caressing her skin.

“Oh, we are really doing this,” she gasped out as I pulled them off over her feet.

I shifted my hips so that my slit pressed against the drenched hair that covered her mound, letting her feel the outline of my length, still held back.

She sucked in a gasp, her eyes widening as she looked up at me.

“Are you…” She didn’t finish her question, and instead, she bent her knees and moved her legs to either side of me, wrapping her legs around my waist and crossing them behind my lower back, pressing my opening hard against hers. “Can you….”

I waited, feeling her slick opening sliding against me.

It felt like I was on fire, like there was an inferno raging through my entire body. Both of my rods were rigid under my skin, straining to be free, demanding that I lock myself into my mate and find physical bliss in the sensation of her body gripping tight around me. One of the benefits of a human mate was that their bodies had to to be worked to fit one of my species. My lower pleasure rod was made to change my mate, but on one of my species, it often had to help her channel shrink in size before mating, ensure that my mating rod could fulfill her pleasure.

With humans, it was the opposite.

And I was absolutely desperate to feel the ache.

“What is it you want?” My own words were rough in my throat, scraped by the demands of my body aching to fill hers. “Say it.”

“No, you say it,” she shot back.

My mate was a horrific tease, but that just meant she wasn’t ready yet. A ready mate would beg for what I wanted to give her. She was teasing me because she needed more.

I grasped her legs, easily pulling them apart from where they were hooked behind my back, and with one swift slither, I wrapped my coils around her and then hauled us both up into the air, sliding over the branches I had installed and repositioning so that she was dangling in the air in front of my face.

“Woah, what…” Her hands clutched against the soft skin of my tail as I held her securely around the waist and under her shoulders. I flattened my display hood so it was smooth against my body and couldn’t cause harm, and then dove in between her legs. I brushed my face against her wet fur, taking a deep breath and inhaling the heady musk of her scent as her legs draped over my shoulders.

“What I want is for you to be so aroused that you struggle against me and demand that I extrude so you may have your full satisfaction.” I let the lips of my mouth brush against her lower lips as I spoke, adding a full body rumble to it so that she could feel the vibration from where my lips pressed up through her entire body held in my grasp.

She let out a guttural moan.

I took that moment to lick her fully, from the wet hole in between her legs, dragging her own moisture up as I flattened my tongue, spreading the outer folds of her lower lips as I smeared my salvia and her slick over her inner folds, lathing the swelling pleasure nub between her legs.

“Fucking extrude already,” she cried out. “I want to touch you too.”

“Make me,” I growled against her nub and then began to work it furiously, circling and lavishing it with the full intensity of my devotion, sucking and following the rocks of her hips as she twitched and thrashed against my hold.

Then her legs wrapped around the back of my neck, her thighs squeezing against my skull.

I held her as she cried out, her voice a symphony of pleasure.

As her frantic movement subsided, I slowed down, licking her slowly and languidly. She twisted in my grasp, glancing down at my aching slit. It was painful, but that didn’t matter. I would stay tucked away inside until she was ready.

“How?” she gasped out finally. “How do I… make you?”

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JESSICA

Aeson lifted his face from my crotch, flaring his hood back out as soon as he lifted. The gorgeous rainbow colors rippled across it again, making me feel like I was watching an interactive art display at some ritzy event in the middle of downtown. People would go absolutely batshit if they knew there were aliens who created such beauty just in social reactions.

Even more so if they knew a giant snake monster of a man could eat pussy like he was in a comedy special demonstrating the importance of bush diving.

He was holding me up in the air like it was nothing.

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