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Each powerful plunge draws a moan from someplace deep and wanton. I don't recognize the throaty grunts erupting from my parted lips as the hot spear of the beast's ridged phallus caresses every inch of my inner walls, amplifying the throbbing ache between my thighs.
Every thrust ripples through me like a lightning bolt, sending shivers down my spine as my body easily accommodates his extreme size. The scent of our sex thickens the air with a lusty musk as stars dance before my eyes as Qhix's sivot pistons fiercely into me. I match his thrusts with eager rolls of my hips, aching for more of his girth to penetrate me, desperate to feel the vibrations of the finger-like appendages, taut and swollen, reaching for my clit.
Consumed by an unyielding wave of ecstasy, my body is mercilessly pounded with the force of his thrusts, sending me spiraling upward into a state of pure rapture. Each movement pushes me closer to the brink of oblivion where all control is lost, and I am consumed by a searing pleasure unlike anything I've ever experienced before.
"Milk my knot, pet," the sivot roars, pressing the impossible width of his knot into my straining flesh.
I arch my back, a guttural moan escaping my lips as the pulsating sensation engulfs my entire body. My fingers claw at the couch, desperate for something to hold onto as the electrifying pleasure consumes me. Every nerve ending is on fire, and I surrender to the intense rhythm of the vibrating appendages against my swollen clit. A wave of ecstasy washes over me, my body trembling in pure bliss as I tumble over the edge, reaching the peak of an unrelenting release.
"That's it, pet," the sivot holds me tight against his pelvis, every thick inch buried deep inside my convulsing pussy. "Milk me for every drop of my mating seed." Hot splashes bathe my womb as he spills inside me.
I pant through the onslaught, my body trembling with pleasure and exhaustion as he continues to spill his seed into me.
The sivot gives way to a wild-eyed Qhix. His cock taking over where the sivot left off. My body is still throbbing with pleasure from the sivot, but I'm helpless to resist the arousal that courses through me at the sight of Qhix poised above me.
I try to steady myself as Qhix begins to thrust, urgent and forceful. Each one seems to light a fire within me, igniting a primal lust that consumes my every thought. I arch my back and moan loudly, giving in completely to the overwhelming sensations coursing through my body.
Despite the intense pleasure, a small voice in my head questions my actions. I've never had sex with two males back to back before, and I wonder if this defines me as a slut. But any feelings of guilt or shame are quickly overpowered by the raw desire that Qhix ignites within me.
He moves faster now, driven by an insatiable need for release. And I am more than willing to provide it for him, my body craving his touch and responding eagerly to every thrust.
As we peak together in a frenzy of passion and desire, I know that I will sort out any conflicting emotions later. For now, all that matters is this moment, this connection between us that transcends judgment and convention.
Qhix's primal growls resonate throughout the room, reverberating in my bones as his body tenses and peaks. With one swift thrust, his knot swells and locks us together in a powerful union, igniting every nerve in my body with intense pleasure. The vibrating appendages at the base of his cock relentlessly attack my clit, sending waves of ecstasy through my entire being. My mind turns hazy as I surrender to the overwhelming sensations, losing myself in an endless cycle of pleasure and sensation.
As we float from our euphoric high, Qhix tenderly nuzzles my throat. I release a satisfied sigh and relax into his warm embrace, but the guttural growl of hunger emanating from Qhix's neglected stomach causes me to burst into laughter.
"I'll bet the food is cool enough to eat now."
Chapter
Five
QHIX
"You're going to love the Gilded Orb," I say, excited to share with her one of my favorite places. As a human, she is a fledgling species, the Universe unexplored and fresh to her eyes. As her mate, I yearn to be the one to show her all the wonders space travel has to offer.
"I thought we agreed you were taking me back to Crao." Tasha's hands still on her seat buckle, her face frozen in alarm.
"And I am, as promised." My hands pause above the control console as I run a pre-launch systems check. "But we can have some fun along the way. It's a long journey to Crao."
"A lengthy journey made shorter without unnecessary pitstops," she says pointedly.
Her words are crushing. She'd rather be with her friends than with me. After what we shared last night, I thought her heart had warmed to mine. Thought she understood what it meant when I claimed and marked her with my scent. Thought she understood she is the sole reason for the existence of my sivot.
If I return her to Crao and she doesn't announce me as her mate, the Ziarians will try to take me captive again. If that happens, I can't be held responsible for what my sivot will do. I must win her heart or risk violence that cannot be undone.
"You wanted my knot. My mating seed filled your body, and I marked you with my scent." Tasha's face erupts in flames, but it's not anger that heats her cheeks. "Are you embarrassed to have a Kaul as a mate, or is it me you're ashamed of?"
Tasha's lush lips part in hesitation, and I wish I could retract my question. I don't want to know her answer, either one will be a dagger to my soul.
"You know what? Nevermind." I turn away in a huff, my fingers pounding the control panel through the systems check. "Don't answer that. If Crao is where you want to go, then Crao it is."
All I can see is bright white, my eyes flashing with the anxious writhing of my sivot. To think, I was envious over the awakening of Navik's beast, that he had found a mate who adored him.
Surely this is a biological glitch. My sivot has to be mistaken in his choice of mate. Perhaps because her species is so fragile and in need of protection, my sivot has mistaken her as mine. Otherwise, why is she not as enamored with me as I am with her?
Caught up in my rampant thoughts, I jerk at Tasha's fluttering touch. Her delicate fingers gently coming to rest on my forearm.
