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Maybe even more than she craved to touch herself just then, she wanted to touch him.

Alina realized she’d been pinching her lip between her teeth, eyes glued to the uhyre’s motions. Shit, she was half-naked on the bed panting over this alien as he jerked himself off. Alina closed her eyes, cringing at herself, her handsmoving to cover her naked crotch. The low groan that reached her ears as she attempted to shield herself from view forced her eyes open and up to his face. She wanted toseehis arousal.

And it dawned on her then, in the way his jaw went slack, that this was the part he was enjoying most—seeing her uncomfortable and wet and unable to do anything about it.

The alien bastard was taking advantage of her rebellion.

Her shyness didn’t matter to this creature at all. It didn’t matter how nervous, how anxious he was. How stupid and awkward she felt being watched—and watching—like this. Alina’s brain could be running wild and he would still be looking at her like he wanted to devour her.

And if he could gape at her like she was nothing as he jerked himself off, so the fuck could she. Alina exhaled a long breath as her fingertips found her clit. Her knees parted for room, outer thighs nudging against his legs on either side of her. Saliva pooled on her tongue as she took him in, her index finger rubbing slow circles on her clit. She was already close, damn it. He was so close. The weight of his all-consuming gaze had gotten her there, and now she had to hold herself back if she really wanted to take advantage of the situation.

So she paced herself, slowing her movements as she drank in the thick veins trailing up from the base of his cock, interweaving between the engorged spikes there. She moistened her lips as she followed his hand up the shaft, black exorin seeping between long fingers. It would drip soon, and in that position it would drip directly on her thigh.

But that was safe… He wouldn’t be doing it if it weren’t. She didn’t have to worry.

“You are not to orgasm, female,” Threxin grunted above her, making her eyes fly up to him.

“What?”

But I’m so close!

“You heard me,” he bent the elbow propping him aboveher to deliver the slow command so close to her face that she could feel the blue fire radiating from his apertures.

Why was he doing this to her?

Threxin snarled into her ear in a way that would have been terrifying not so long ago, but she knew now that he was in control. He was trying to intimidate her into compliance.

But it only made her want to push him more.

“Fuck you,” she snarled, staring down at both their hands working at themselves. But in the corner of her eye she saw the bastardsmirk.

He wanted this. He wanted her to defy him. What kind of twisted consequence was he setting her up for?

She wanted to find out.

Alina’s hips shifted up into her fingers as she watched Threxin palm over the engorged head at the top, working pointed pressure between thumb and forefinger. It drew a thick drop of precum that made Alina swallow instinctively before Threxin slid his hand back down to the base. The sound that escaped her throat was more of a whimper than a moan, and when she realized she’d broken their adversarial silence, their eyes darted instinctively to each other and locked on like heatseeking missiles.

That was what did it, really. Her brows drew together, breath hitching as her finger rubbed quick circles in her slick clit. They didn’t break eye contact, though in her peripheral vision she saw his jerking arm pick up the pace. It only took a few seconds, and then her hips bucked up at her hand. The orgasm was almost violent, a spasm washing through her. It made her finally break eye contact and squeeze her eyes shut. It was a moan this time—a real one—as her thighs shook against his thighs, legs bracketing them.

She vaguely heard, through the rushing in her ears, his deep groan. She felt heat splatter on her thigh, then higher.Unthinking, she reached up to yank her shirt up higher, giving him more skin.

Cover me.

She almost said it, but it didn’t need to be said. She opened her eyes and watched him paint her belly with silver cum and exorin, his hips driving into his hand, sack drawing up as it emptied.

“Insubordinate, petulant human,” Threxin rasped in her ear, and she felt flicks of what could only be exorin hit her skin. “Turn the shoq around.”

Alina’s heart jumped into her throat with both trepidation and excitement. Her pussy still ached with wet heat that her first orgasm hadn’t dissipated. She flipped to her belly underneath him eagerly, feeling his cum spread between her skin and the bedspread.

The heat of his presence so close above her suddenly dissipated and she just felt so cold. Relief flooded her brain as contact was reestablished in the form of a rough hand on the back of her waist. She gasped as Threxin yanked her down until her knees were on the floor and her ass up in the air. She cringed at being so exposed, her ass sticking up to the air. It was ridiculous, of course—she just rubbed herself to completion in front of him, andnowshe was getting shy?

She needed to shake this off, assert herself before this went any further. She couldn’t just let him distract her into compliance like this. “You shouldn’t have locked me in, Threxin.”

“I do not like putting my possessions at risk,” Threxin said from behind her.

“I’m not yourpossession.” She turned her cheek to the bed to look back at him, ignoring the inexplicable twist in her chest. “You can’t just lock me in whenever you please. That’s not how autonomy works.”

The smack that he delivered to her asscheek was so sudden, so sharp, and so loud, that for a moment Alina didn’t even register that it had happened. All she could do was gaspa lungful of air and stare forward at the wall in shock as her mind caught up.

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