Page 92 of Alien From Exile


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“For what?” I dare to ask.

He grasps me by the hips and bounces me up and down on his cock, his frantic motions making it challenging to keep my hand steadily fastened to my clit. My wet fingers are slippery as I massage the over-sensitized flesh. His saliva has a warming effect on the skin that quickly turns to throbbing and tingling, until every light touch leaves me on the edge of release.

“Oh God,” I groan, knowing that a second climax is on its way.

“That’s it,” he encourages me even as he’s starting to become breathless from the act of bouncing me on his cock. “Let it out. I wanna feel you come on my cock.”

With one sharp thrust that reaches deep, my body tenses up. An orgasm crashes over my senses as I let out a desperate scream that might carry over all the distance we ran and the Proving Pool to reach the ears of unsuspecting partygoers. Even as I squirm and dig my fingers into Mak’s arm, he keeps rolling his hip while I’m in the midst of climax, taking me to impossible new heights of ecstasy.

He only pauses his thrusts when the tension releases from my body and I flop like a rag doll, needing a reprieve.

“You squeezed me so tight,” he says, keeping me supported against his chest. He strokes his fingers across my breasts and belly as I come down from it. There’s sweat sliding between my back and his chest, and no way of knowing what’s mine and what’s his.

“I wanna make you come too,” I say, reaching down to drag my nails over the strong thighs beneath me. My legs are shaking, light cramps twinging my muscles. I’d only just started to feel recovered from the weakness that regen had caused, and this strain has pushed me to my limits.

Sensing my exhaustion, Mak suggests a new position.

“Let me turn you over.” He pulls me off, moving my body for me. I feel the loss of his cock, craving that fullness again as I lay down on the grass. It’s not a bed, but it’s comfortable all the same, a soft yet firm nest for me to relax into.

“I know I said I’d hold you tight, but I want to see you,” he says, frowning like that promise was a sacred bond he’s about to break. He’s too tall to see me if he bent over me with his cock inside. I’d be crushed beneath him, and his view would be grass.

“You can hold me later,” I say. While I wouldn’t mind him crushing me, I understand his desire to be face to face. After all, this is our first night together, mating call or not. Getting pounded into the ground like nothing more than an animal aroused me, but it can’t beat the intimacy of watching your loved one go over the edge. I want to see Mak’s pretty face twist up with wanton pleasure.

“Do what you want to me,” I tell him. “Fuck me however you want.”

He lifts my thighs and spreads me open wide before pressing his cock inside me.

“However I want, huh?” he asks, beginning to thrust while still gripping my legs. “Don’t regret that.”

His pace increases, and my eyes roll up toward the darkening sky. The pink of sunset is fading away to make room for shades of blue and navy. Soon it will be black, and the stars will appear, shimmering brighter here than I ever experienced on Earth.

He slams into me harder and harder as I cry out. I twine my legs around his hips, loving the unyielding rhythm of his cock and need it impossibly deeper and closer.

His groans become ragged, and he’s too focused to sprinkle in any of those dirty words he’s been saying to me. That’s how I know he’s getting closer to his own climax, as the desperate lust kicks in and he becomes rabid. I watch his face closely as soon as I realize he’s careening toward the edge. Even through my foggy, blissed-out mind, I know I want to see his expression when he spills inside me.

“Francesca,” he moans, between panting breaths. “I-I’m coming—”

“Yes, yes, I know,” I urge him, grinding my hips from below to help him.

His eyes screw shut, those dark blue lashes fluttering rapidly as he finally climaxes. Little pants release from his open mouth as his expression dissolves into bliss.

He collapses over me, pausing the momentum of his thrusts as his cock twitches inside me. With the way the size of him stretches me, I feel his release in every wall. The heat of his cum washes into me, bringing me a profane sense of satisfaction.

Mine. All of it, all of him, is mine.

I wrap my arms around his shoulders, running my fingers over his scalp to soothe him through the aftermath.

We lay there together for a while, muddy naked messes panting like animals. This is what the mate-bonding ceremony was meant to be, and I feel grateful that I was able to do this right, leave behind that wall between us. I’m certain there won’t be anything standing between us after tonight.

Mak stays buried deep inside, clutching me tightly against his chest as we catch our breath. I nestle into his warmth, letting my eyes fall shut and basking in his physical protection. The weight of him is like a blanket over me.

“I hope you’re not falling asleep,” he teases.

I want to tell him that we can fall asleep still connected like this, but I can’t summon a word. I wouldn’t mind waking up with the scent of him and his cock stretching me, with blue curls tickling my face. Every sense I possess would know his presence at once and feel safely held in his arms.

“Because I’m not done with you yet.”

My eyes fly open again as I feel the length inside me start to harden again, growing before I have a chance to gasp.

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