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Gripping all of her hair to my right hand, I pulled her upper chest against mine. My dick still between her legs, right hand holding onto the brown messy hair, I moved my other hand down to her clit.

Painfully slowly I circled and played with her cunt, enjoying how helplessly she moaned. Her body was barely staying in place, always begging for more.

“I’m going to fuck you until you can’t walk anymore,” I murmured a promise to her ear while guiding dick into her wet embrace. She welcomed it with a moan.

Not removing hand from her clitoris I started moving inside of her. Starting off slow, going faster with every passing moment. Her moans filled the house, making me want to fuck her harder.

“That’s right, moan for the alien,” I whispered to her ear as she was shaking in pleasure. The sound of my body slapping into her combined with her moaning out my name, sounds I never wanted to stop hearing.

Her orgasm was near, I could tell the way her body was tensing up against me. It only made me push harder into her. Embracing her wet hug around my dick I removed my hand from her hair. My next move was going to be a bit risky, I moved my hand around her throat. Blocking the airway just enough to give her greater pleasure.

Moving my right hand back to her clit, I started making small fast circles on it while pushing into her with force. “You’re going to cum,” I said to her ear, “such a dirty girl. Moaning out my name like that.”

I didn’t plan to stop fucking her until she was going to be complete mess underneath me. Just like I had imagined for so many nights.

Lips on her neck, dick deep inside of her I felt her orgasm go through her body. Her pussy was squeezing my cock, making her cunt more tight. Removing hand from her throat, I started rocking my hips slowly, letting her ride out her climax.

Coming three times in such a short amount of time had to be tiring for her small body. I had no idea how much she could handle yet I didn’t plan on stopping until she was begging me to stop.

I had a feeling it wasn’t going to happen for a while.

I planed on fucking her in every position I could think of, using every surface of the place. I was going to ruin every future guy for her.

As she got down from her peak, I took my dick out of her. “Lay flat on the couch,” I ordered the female.

She did just as I ordered, looking up at me with exciting eyes. I wanted to see her face as she was going to reach her next orgasm, feel her tits rub against mine and her thighs press together.

I was going to have so much fun with her.

Kelsey

Hands sweating in my lap, I sat next to Kahma in the hovering car. Earlier in the morning he had woken me up by declaring how we had to be in the city before the sunset.

Seeing him cold and distant wasn’t how I had imagined our morning to be after spending the night together for the first time. I planned to tease him into starting our morning by fucking on the sleeping pod and then maybe convince him to teach how I could do basic dishes, so I would feel more useful around the house.

All plans for a good morning had shattered the moment I saw him looking at me like a stranger.

“What will happen in the city?” I asked to fill in the silence. Kahma seemed more than content sitting in the thick silence.

“You will meet my team.”

“Any particular reason?” His team, from what I had heard, worked well together. He was their captain and their main task was to remove dangers in the world. In any way that was necessary.

Kahma had barely looked at me. I was convinced he was done with me. He got the sex he was after and now he was going to execute me. Or have his team execute me.

“You will find out when you find out,” came the answer.

“Any way for me to get actual clothing before hands?” I was pushing my luck, hoping to postpone meeting his team for as long as possible. I had to try to convince him not to take me straight to the team, I knew it was a low chance but there still was a chance I could talk him out of getting rid of me.

He looked at me and the robe I was wearing. His robe was a good two-three sizes too big for me.

“Malki can give you better clothing if you wish,” Kahma said.

“Who is Malki?”

I heard the silver man next to me breath out in frustration. “Mate to the medic. He gave you the communication chip a couple of suns ago.”

“I remember him,” I said, happy that I had gotten a longer answer out of him.

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