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“Krogg,” she murmured his name. “Krogg…”

Alyx wanted to touch him. Wanted to run her hands all over his naked muscles—that broad chest and the deeply etched relief of his abdominals. But her hands were bound above her head, holding her back. So she touched him the only way she could, by raising her pelvis and grinding her open womanhood even harder against his erection.

The bearded ukkur growled. With his fist, he tilted his dick downward until his oozing tip was pressed against Alyx’s hungry hole.

“Do it,” she purred. “Put it in Krogg. Put it inside me. Please put it inside me, I need it so bad…”

Krogg glanced up at her, eyes hot as embers in the shade of his brow. He was listening to her begging whimpers, not understanding the words, only picking up the desperation in her tone, the hunger, the thirst, the need.

A trace of a smirk tipped his bearded mouth. A low growl.

The first time Krogg thrust, it didn’t go in. His cock was too big and Alyx’s hole too tight. His pole glanced off her slippery groove. His tip punched her pulsating clit. This time, the contact made Alyx come, shivering her muscles with pleasure. More wetness leaked from her hole.

She felt so wide open for him now. Not just her throbbing, spilling cunt, but everything—her mouth, her anus, even the sweating pores of her skin seemed to open wide, eager to swallow his masculinity in every possible way.

Krogg repositioned his cock, lining up with her hole again. His motions were twitchy, frantic, like his body was barely under his control.

“Be gentle,” Alyx pleaded. “Be—oh!”

Krogg thrust hard, and there was a loud, raunchy squelch as he plunged full-depth into her well-greased hole. His hard pelvis smacked her puffy outer lips. His head brushed against her back wall with a jolt of mingled pain and pleasure.

“Ooohhh…”

For a long moment, Krogg simply held himself inside her. Alyx panted silently, impaled on that long, thick pole of meat. Her juices trickled onto his smooth, heavy balls. The silence was filled up with the muttering of the river going by and the shlick of Ravnar and Jale jerking themselves off as they watched.

Then Krogg started to fuck.

He rocked his hips in slow but powerful thrusts, nearly pulling all the way out on each backstroke before slamming into her again, pelvis slapping crotch, cockhead plunging deep, deep, deep.

Alyx spread her legs wider. Her walls clenched and fluttered around the thick alien cock that was pumping in and out of her stretched hole.

All thoughts of sinfulness and shame yielded under those forceful impacts.

They were not the same species. They shared not ten words between them. They had known each other barely a full day. Yet here she was now, tied up like a prisoner while Krogg penetrated her, naked, raw, and unprotected.

There would be time later for shame and regret. For now, however, those hard, pulverizing cock-thrusts felt too fucking good to think about anything else.

“Fuck me,” she moaned. “Krogg, Fuck me…”

Krogg didn’t understand. Didn’t need to.

He dipped his face to her chest and sucked one springy nipple between his firm lips. His coarse tongue lapped at that tingling bud inside his mouth. Milk poured from her in a warm rush, and Alyx gasped.

Krogg moved to her other teat, giving that nipple a rough suckling as well. Alyx’s milk flowed. She moaned.

And through it all, that long, hard cock pumped and pummeled and plunged between her open thighs.

Krogg released her nipple in a spurt of milk and leaned back, supporting himself on his powerful arms, lifting Alyx’s whole body with each upward thrust of his cock. His abs tautened and twitched, gleaming with a sheen of sweat.

Alyx wanted to touch him more than ever, wanted to run her fingertips over his rippling abdomen, wanted to put her mouth everywhere on his glistening skin, but the bindings on her wrists denied her.

She whined petulantly, grinding her sex hard against his pummeling cock.

All of her pleasure zones were tingling now. His pelvis rubbed her clit with each stroke. His shaft stroked the special spot on her front wall. His tip buffed deliciously against her cervix.

She could feel an orgasm arising inside her. A big one. Frighteningly big.

Her walls clenched and suckled in anticipation.