Page 58 of I Punched an Alien and Now We’re in Couples Therapy

“That’s right, Your Majesty,” she moaned. “Just like that.”

The air was thick with the musky scent of sex and my smoke. It coated her in a soft mist, so determined to fill every inch of her with my scent. The morning could bring what it may, but after tonight, there wasn’t a male on this planet who wouldn’t know what I had done to her. How I was the one lavishing her cunt with pleasure.

How she was mine.

Groaning at the mere thought of it, my tail slipped beneath my chin to close around her clit. I tilted my head to thrust my tongue inside her, fucking her in deep strokes.

Her hands trembled along my thighs. “That’s it. Lick it all up, Y—aaaaahhHH!”

I grinned against her folds and used my tail to suck harder on her clit as I watched my proud queen fall apart on top of me.

Gods.

If she tasted good before, her orgasm was euphoria manifest.

A broken scream tore from her throat. Wetness flooded my tongue, and I lapped it up like a man starved.

“F-fuck, Osid!” She balanced herself against my thighs as her body spasmed. “Deeper!” Nails dug into my flesh. Her heavy breasts teased over my aching cock. “Tongue-fuck me deeper.”

I obliged, earning desperate mewls, and she worked herself through the aftershock. My queen may have been on top, but I was more than happy to dominate her beneath the prison of her thighs.

She looked back at me, eyes half lidded, gaze full of heat. “Good boy.”

I bit her ass.

“Ow!” She let out a breathless laugh and pinched my thigh in response. “I should just leave you here like this,” she said. Wrapping a hand around my cock, she gave it a firm stroke and licked a bead of pre-cum off my head.

I shuddered.

“But I won’t.” She lowered her head and pressed soft lips to each of the piercings on the underside of my shaft.

The sensitive touch was murder, and anyone outside wouldn’t have been able to tell if I cried out from pleasure or pain. I wasn’t sure either.

“Even I can admit when I’ve been enough of a bitch for one day.” She ran her tongue from base to crown. “And good kings deserve to come.”

“Blair,” I moaned. “Please.”

I buried my face back in her pussy. Eating her like I’d die if I didn’t.

Finally, she showed mercy and swallowed me down. Bopping her head on my cock as her hand played at the knot forming on the base. Gods, I wanted to shove it inside this pussy and lock her to me. Trap her in my arms until she was good and pregnant with my seed.

She was getting close. I felt her body shiver against me, whimpers of pleasure formed around my cock.

My eyes rolled in the back of my head when she swallowed me deep and teased the bottom piercing with her teeth.

“Fuck, I’m close,” I warned, begging my hips not to thrust and choke her. She released my cock just long enough to enclose it into a tight fist and jack me hard. “Come with me, Your Majesty.”

My response was immediate, a guttural groan that shook the walls as I thrust into her hand. I sucked harder on her clit, tongue working her pussy until she quivered.

Her voice came out strained. “Oh fuck.”

“That’s it,” I soothed. “Let me taste you again.”

She moaned around my cock, her hand slick as she worked me faster. “Osid.”

The sound of my name, breathless on her lips, sent me over the edge. I couldn’t tell which one of us broke first. More of her exploded onto my tongue as my body shuddered and stiffened, struck with a force so unyielding I cried out. Blair continued stroking me as I came, hot cum spilling across her palm like liquid silk.

In the aftermath, when she finally deemed it time to free me, we cleaned ourselves off and lay in blissed-out silence.