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At first I only touch his top erection. It feels as human as any other I’ve touched before. Though larger. He’ll be a stretch.
Oh God, am I actually going to sleep with an alien??
The thought only intrudes for a moment, and then the next, he is kissing me so silly, there’s only me and Shak and the need for him pulsing throughout my body.
I stroke down his thick length and get to a ridge that delineates the head of his cock. It’s more pronounced than with other men. I grip him hard and then rub my thumb over the tip of his crown.
He groans and presses into my hand, a tiny bit of liquid leaking from his tip.
It’s sheer and maybe reckless curiosity—along with the desire to drive him a little nuts—that has me pulling back from him and lifting my thumb to my mouth.
His eyes dilate and he heaves out a huge breath as I suck his pre-cum off my thumb. His taste hits my tongue—
I want her. I need her. I’ll protect her. Need her. Need her.
My eyes shoot open wide.
What the hell was—? Did I just—?
But then I can’t stop myself. I lean down and swipe the top of his cock with my tongue and there it is again. As his flavor hits my taste buds, suddenly I’m flooded with need.
Both his and mine. It’s insane. Insatiable.
Want inside her. Want her. Need her.
Oh God. Need rockets through me, more powerful than I’ve ever felt before. I feel frantic with it.
I have to have him. Now. Fucking now.
None of my worries or hesitations about being with a man of a different species can hold up against this need. Fuck, I can barely stop in time to open the condom package and roll it down his huge erection. Have to get him in me. Have to fuck. Have to fuck. Get him fucking inside me.
“What is that?”
I climb on top of him and center his top cock at my center. “So I don’t get pregnant.” Or contract anything else…alien. Holy shit, what am I doing?
But his cock teasing my pussy is already sending spasms through my tummy, the taste of his precum still on my tongue.
Have to fuck.
He pauses a moment, oh God—how can he be thinking about anything other than getting inside me?—and then nods. “Yes. We will do this only for pleasure, not procreation.”
If I wasn’t so crazy with need, I might laugh at the serious expression on his face. But I need him inside me more.
HAVE TO FUCK.
His mouth drops open the moment the head of his cock makes contact with the lips of my sex.
“That’s it,” I hiss, shifting my hips to take more of him in, inch by inch.
Dear Jesus, he’s stretching me. Yes. Finally. Oh God, it feels incredible. Like nothing I’ve ever—
Oh!
He surges in all the way to the hilt. I gasp for breath and he lifts up until were both sitting, him cradling me in his lap as I straddle him.
He makes me feel safe even as he splits me open wider than I think I can handle. I clutch him to me and struggle to suck a deep breath in.
“I don’t know what you’re feeling,” he breathes into my ear, sounding frustrated. His arms are wrapped around my waist just as tightly as my arms are around his neck.
“It’s okay,” I gasp. “I just need a moment to adjust.”
He pulls back just the slightest so he can look into my face. “Am I hurting you?”
I shake my head.
“Am I scaring you?
“Shak, no.” I shake my head again and then cup his face. “No. I’ve just…never been stretched so much. My body can take it, we just need to go slow.”
And with that, I shift my hips again, lifting up off of his shaft and oh, oh, as I do, that firm ridge of his drags against my G-spot.
I drop back down again so that his cock punches right where I need it, that delicious, gorgeous ridge of his—
“Oh fuck,” I cry out, hands fisting into his short hair as much as they can.
“Juliet,” he gasps. “There it is. I can feel you.”
And then all hell breaks loose.
He surges up as I grind down and suddenly it’s back.
Need her. Need her. Need taste. Need fuck.
But more than the jumbled impression of phrases, I feel him. I feel his desperation for me. And the absolute wonder he’s feeling right now as we have sex.
Something he’s never done before. Ever.
Holy shit, he’s a virgin.
He wasn’t lying about not being familiar with females.
He wasn’t lying about his feelings for me, either. I can feel them.
I grab his face and kiss him. I kiss the daylights out of him even as I continue to revel in everything that pours from him to me.
He lived one way his whole life. His very long life. And shit, he’s been around for a long time. A really long time.
