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Well, maybe not all the way off. She did have those laughably blunt little teeth, after all.
I could feel those smooth teeth now, nipping against my newly healed lower lip. I let my tongues unfurl much more slowly this time, dipping them into the sweetness of her. She moaned into my mouth, her slender back arching against my chest. Arousal erupted inside me, answered by the spine-snapping, life-altering feeling of her fingers closing in a silken net around the weeping tip of my cock.
“My God. You’re so hard,” she intoned against my mouth. Her thighs squeezed around me, her hips rocking gently, grinding her cunt through her clothing against the underside of my shaft while she stroked and squeezed the tip.
“Is that... bad?” I managed to heave out. I groaned, long and low, as she rocked harder against me.
“Definitely not!”
I could not ask her anything else after that because she worked her hips in a suddenly new, sensual undulation against me that exploded all thought out of my head. And not just the thoughts themselves, but the ability to think as well. There was nothing but desire left inside me, no mental sharpness I could call upon. There was only her body under my claws, her rapidly rising moans, her fingers stroking up and down my shaft and swirling wetness around the head.
And her high, mewled words, shocking through my system.
“Dalk. I’m going to come.”
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Fiona
How fucking desperate was I that I was literally about to come from dry-humping Dalk like some kind of idiotic teenager?
Maybe it was the build-up of unsatisfied arousal from thinking Dalk was going to go down on me this morning, and then getting all hot and bothered again seeing him fight in the vaklok.
Or maybe I didn’t have a single bloody excuse and I really was just pathetically horny for this big, grumpy alien.
Oh, well. No point in getting embarrassed about it now. Might as well go all in and just acknowledge what was happening.
“Dalk,” I moaned, grinding frantically against his stone-hard shaft, my clit pounding. “I’m going to come.”
Dalk’s cock literally leapt beneath my fingers, sending a ripple of pressure against my pussy that had my eyes rolling back in my head. His grip on my waist moved downwards to my ass, hardening, and now he was the one grinding me.
Oh, shit. Seeing him get all studious and quiet while I taught him how to kiss had been so hot. But this? Having him starting to take control, to work my body in his big hands, to show me what he wanted?
This was goddamn nuclear.
The tension fell out of my grip on his cock as pleasure wound tight through my pelvis. Dalk didn’t let up, guiding me up and down against the underside of his shaft with ardent force. He was moving now, too, thrusting up to meet me, his coppery sight stars vibrating with tight focus as they stared down at his cock sliding beneath me.
But when I finally let go and came, my orgasm falling down on me with the weight of a mountain, those sight stars snapped right up to my face. I saw them, right before my own eyes fell closed in bliss. Saw the way they roved with ravenous need, saw the way they wanted everything I had to give.
Dalk’s hips suddenly slowed, then jerked with a tight-feeling thrust, lifting me right up off the ground as his voice tore out of his throat in a guttural groan. I cracked my glazed eyes open, my pussy still fluttering and squeezing with my climax, to see Dalk’s shaft spewing come all the way up his belly and his chest.
Moaning, I returned my grip to him, jerking him hard through his orgasm, watching with heated hunger as my touch made more ropes of come jet forcefully out of his throbbing organ. He felt like heated velvet beneath my touch, hard and pulsing and slick at the tip.
One of Dalk’s hands shot up to my face, cradling my jaw before he dragged my mouth to his. I shuddered, still working his twitching shaft as I instantly opened my mouth to him. God, he was still hard in my hand, his tongues even more urgent than before. And I didn’t feel done, either. I was about two seconds away from shucking off my trousers, peeling away my panties, and blowing this alien’s damn mind by riding him until neither of us could speak or move or even think again.
But I didn’t get the chance, because Dalk suddenly broke away from the kiss and wrenched his head to the side, staring towards the valley we’d come from.
“Who is there?” he snarled, clutching me closer, like his arms around my back were a shield.
At first, I hadn’t heard anything out of the ordinary that would have caused any alarm, but then again I did apparently have weak and poorly-placed ears. But now I definitely did hear something. The sound of frantic backtracking, like someone had gotten too close and was now running away in terror of being discovered.
“Hello!” came a familiar voice. He was far too loud, as if trying and very badly failing to sound nonchalant in order to create the effect that he hadn’t just seen Dalk and me grinding all over each other. “It is I! Oxriel! I have been sent to retrieve you for the next round of the vaklok!”
There was no way he hadn’t seen what we were doing. His voice literally cracked!
I was overtaken with the urge to start laughing my ass off, but Dalk’s thunderous expression killed any giggles before they could even form.
“Tell them I am needed elsewhere,” Dalk snapped, his arms going even tighter around me.
