Page 90 of I Fell for an Alien Popstar

Her fingers tightened around mine.

“But yeah,” she said more quietly, her gaze dropping from my eyes to my lips, “I want you too.”

We rose from the couch without breaking the kiss. I kept one hand at Zhari’s waist as she clung to me, and we crossed the hotel suite in slow, unsteady steps.

At the edge of the bed, I kissed her again before helping her out of the last of her clothes. Mine followed soon after, discarded somewhere on the floor behind us.

I guided her backward until the backs of her knees touched the mattress. Keeping my hand at her waist, I eased her down gently, following her until she settled in the bed.

I watched her stretch out against the sheets under the soft night light. Her skin held a warm, even pink from head to toe, glowing faintly in the low light. Her long legs relaxed against the bed, and the smooth line of her thighs led to the gentle curve of her hips and the soft rise of her stomach.

Her breasts rose and fell with each unsteady breath. When she looked up at me—open, wanting—my pulse quickened. She was so beautiful I could barely breathe. Then she parted her legs a little wider, and a sparkle caught the light between them.

I stared.

Zhari’s voice broke the silence, almost amused. “It’s a piercing. Surely you humans get them.”

“Yes, we do,” I managed. “I just didn’t know you were pierced down there. It’s… super sexy.”

I climbed onto the mattress and swung one knee over her, bracing my hands on either side of her shoulders. I settled carefully over her right thigh, my knees sinking into the sheets beside her hips. When I lowered myself fully against her, the firm warmth of her thigh made a shiver run through me.

Zhari’s hands slid gently along my sides, holding me as if I were something precious.

“I’m so excited,” she whispered, her voice trembling with happiness. “We’re mating. Bonding for life.” Her eyes shone as she looked up at me. “It feels so special.”

I leaned down, brushing my nose against hers. “It is special.”

“I’m so glad it’s with you,” she said. Her fingers curled lightly at my waist then trailed down to my thighs. “You’re everything I’ve waited for, Vada. Everything.”

I leaned down and kissed her, slow enough to savor the softness of her mouth. Zhari’s hands came up to grip my hips, her fingers tightening with a gentle, encouraging pressure as I began to move against her in an unhurried rhythm.

“Higher,” she whispered against my lips.

I drew back just enough to meet her eyes.

“I want to feel how wet you are on me,” she murmured.

I nodded and followed her guidance. I lifted slightly, spread my knees farther apart on the bed, then settled against her again. I bent her leg and pulled her knee close to my stomach, using it to balance myself as I moved back and forth.

“Uhh—” I moaned, arching my back.

“Yes, just like that, uhh—” Zhari whimpered as I rocked back and forth.

She moved her arms to the side, her hands grabbing for the sheet as she rocked into me.

After a few minutes, I felt a little tug at my clit that caught me off guard.

“Oh!” I gasped, flinching my lower body.

“Don’t worry,” Zhari chuckled, “it’s just my clit. I may have the same sort of anatomy you do, but mine’s just enhanced.”

I moved my hand in between us and grazed my fingers gently over her lips, then slowly further down to her clit. I felt the difference right away. Her clit was bigger than any I’d known—soft, slightly ridged, flaring a little at the tip like a small suction cup. Her piercing tight against the one lip.

“Well, I love it,” I breathed. I drew my hand back, turned my head, and pressed a kiss to her inner thigh. I gave her skin a gentle suck, then settled against her again.

The soft tip sealed around my own clit with a gentle pull, holding us together. I could feel it pulse gently if I focused on it, almost as if Zhari was sucking on my clit.

“Ohh—yeah, that feels nice.”