Page 75 of Alien From Exile


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Restraint is still important, even with free rein. I need to give her a thousand opportunities to change her mind.

I lick the soft underside of her wrist and she moans softly.

“If that’s your reaction now, I can’t wait to hear you when I suck on your breasts and pinch your nipples.” I turn my attention back to her naked forearm, nipping at it and kissing the pale flesh.

But as my lips climb the length of her arm, she captures my face between her palms and pulls me up.

Our noses brush as she says, “Kiss me more. Whenever we kiss, my mind goes so blank that I couldn’t possibly think of anything bad.”

“Anything you want.” I press my lips to hers.

Her eyes flutter shut, and instead of doing the same, I watch her fall into the pleasure for a moment. When I’ve had my fill, and the amma’ka rises to the surface, I close my eyes and drift away with her.

We’re learning the art of kissing each other quickly, our lips finding a familiar rhythm. Her tongue is more shy now, so I take the role of aggressor, slipping my own into her mouth and teasing her until she’s panting.

My hands roam, finally brave enough to caress her breast and cup the small weight of it. She writhes in response when I pinch her nipple over the thin fabric.

“You’re so sensitive,” I observe. “I’m not sure you could handle it if I took your clothes off.”

The scent of her cunt has been growing stronger, filling me with wild thoughts.

“Do what you want,” she urges me, her cheeks flushing darker as she becomes aroused. “I’ll handle it.”

“You push yourself too hard too quickly sometimes,” I say, playing with the strap of her top and letting it fall down her shoulder. “Maybe I should decide what you can handle or not.”

Her brow arches up. “Oh really?”

I turn her body toward me so that I might grasp her bottom and squeeze it. She drapes her head on my shoulder and lets out a quiet moan of approval.

“Should I give you a slap when you’re naughty and impatient?” I ask, my palm caressing her ass over the loose silken pants. She shivers in my arms, and I’m not sure if she likes the suggestion or hates it.

“Have I gotten carried away with my dirty talk?” I ask. “Are we moving too fast already?”

“You can say whatever nasty things you want,” she whispers in my ear. “I’d like that, if it’s from you.”

“If it’s me, hm?” I like the sound of that. “Why is that? Because I belong to you? Because you chose me?”

“Yes,” she purrs. “Because you’re mine, and no one else’s.”

“I’m a very lucky male. Would you like your very lucky male to treat you a little rough? Will that make your cunt wet enough to mark me as your own?”

With a sharp intake of breath, she nods.

“You’re feeling shy again, aren’t you? I’ll never understand how you go from bold to meek so quickly, but I find it rutting adorable,” I tell her, sliding my fingers between her ass cheeks and down between her legs. When my touch reaches her heat, she squirms and opens her legs to encourage me. The fabric there is so wet that it clings to the shape of her lower lips, and when I run my fingers over it, my mouth waters for the taste.

I’m so absorbed in my leisurely exploration of her wet cunt that I don’t notice what she’s up to until her hand is slipping under my clothes. I jerk as she grasps my length, reflexively gripping down on her crotch. I half-expect her to be frightened by the sudden pressure, but she grinds against my hand. Then, without any further words, we resume kissing fervently while we touch each other. I seek her pearl even through the clothes as I rub her and let her grind herself against me. We migrate from lying side by side to having her climbing on top of me as she tugs my pants down my hips to more easily work my shaft with both hands.

She breaks our kiss for only a moment to spit on it, leaving me breathless as I watch the strands of saliva drip from her pretty pink lips to the tip of my cock. Then I dive back in to take her mouth as she pumps my newly moistened cock. With how little I’ve used my poor member recently, it’s bound to blow quickly, especially when my mate is acting so bold and lewd.

“Take it easy,” I say. “At this rate, I’ll come in your hands before I’ve finished you.”

“Maybe I want you to.” She squeezes my balls with one hand while she massages the base of my shaft, making me groan.

I give her ass a light slap and she yelps in surprise.

“Naughty mate,” I tease. “My wife comes first.”

She’s trembling.

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