Page 51 of Alien From Nowhere


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“You— I mean— My clitoris,” I stutter. “How do you know what to do?”

“Clitoris,” he repeats the English word carefully. “Is that what you call it?”

He runs his thumb over it, then circles it slowly with his finger.

“Your kind have the same?” I ask. “And you’ve fucked other Kar’Kali girls?”

“Yes. We call this a pearl. For obvious reasons. It resembles the round jewel found in undersea clams.”

“So you’ve had casual sex after all?” I raise my brows.

“Youths experiment.” He shrugs, leaning his cheek against my thigh while absently stroking through my folds. “It was nothing but play, sometimes in groups. Why, are you jealous of these past experiences?”

“I was just surprised,” I huff, not wanting to admit to jealousy. And the truth is that I’m not jealous. I’m currently feeling grateful but still confused as to how he has no concept of casual sex after clearly having engaged in it. “There are so many human men that don’t know where to find the clitoris or what to do with it.”

“They don’t know where to find it? You mean because they haven’t been between a female’s legs?”

“No, because they never bother to figure it out. They just . . . put their dick inside and hope for the best.”

He laughs. “You’re joking.”

“I truly wish I was,” I mutter.

“This explains so much,” he purrs. “No wonder you’re convinced you don’t want to commit to a male forever.”

“Niko,” I warn, foreseeing where his horny alien train of logic is headed. “This doesn’t mean—”

“If I lick you to completion, you might suddenly see things my way.”

He bends his head and gets back to work licking me. I try to digest the dizzying conversation we just had, but soon I’m seeing stars. I sink my fingers into his hair, enjoying the silky strands that are falling all over my thighs. They tickle me in a delightful way. I feel a sudden possessiveness over this pretty hair.Mine to touch, I think greedily.

Niko’s new enthusiasm for the moment is palpable. He parts my lips with his fingers and tongues me with devilish speed. His head shakes and his neck works. His whole body engages in the task as he turns his mouth into a vibrating assault on my clit. Instead of feeling like my ladybits are being vaguely abused by an overzealous DJ, it feels like heaven on Earth. Niko knows the line of pressure that he shouldn’t cross. He seems to know the power of slow movements as much as quick ones. And when my moans start to climb and my back starts to arch up, he knows that he shouldn’t ever, ever stop until I reach the crest of that mountain. No more clever words are exchanged. He licks with fervent focus until I’m coming on his lips. It’s frighteningly quick. He doesn’t take his mouth from my pussy until I’m crying out and wrapping my legs around his neck.

I climax with my mouth open in soundless release, my pussy pulsing through waves of pleasure.

He doesn’t revel in his success or even flash one of those smug grins. He just keeps kissing, moving away from my oversensitive clit. He kisses through the curly black hair on my mound, the soft skin where thigh meets torso. Then he licks at my lower lips, licks up my juices, and delves his tongue inside to taste even more.

My eyes roll up toward the ceiling as I recover with blissful sighs. I’m about to tell him to start fucking me, so turned on as I am by that performance. But then his fingers creep up toward my clit again. Before I can react, he’s circling it with his thumb, meanwhile his tongue is busy dipping deeper inside me. I dissolve into a new puddle of moans, spreading my legs wider. I strain my neck just to watch him between my thighs, gripping his scalp for dear life. He fucks me with his tongue while his fingers arouse me all over again, building me up toward a second orgasm.

A slight purring starts up, vibrating against me. I realize it’s him; he’s growling low in his throat.

He looks up at me from between my thighs. When our eyes meet, I gasp at the unforgettable sight of his pupils growing and growing, blowing out the white. All that’s left is black, a sign that his mating instincts have come out to play again.

I knew this might happen, but I didn’t anticipate the way it would make me feel. Something instantly shifted in the atmosphere. My stomach tightens, and I know that my choices are to end this here or run the risk of drifting very far from ‘casual.’

The recklessness of what I’m about to do feels just as sweet as it always does. All reason would suggest that I need to keep Niko at a distance. I told myself I would survive this without letting him get under my skin. But reason fails when it comes to the goosebumps racing across my skin. Every time I see a glimpse of his feelings for me, it’s like staring up at a tidal wave. I should be running. But I want it to come crashing down on me.

“Don’t worry,” he says.

It startles me.

“What?”

“Do you think I can’t see your mind working?” Still hovering between my legs, still black-eyed like a demon. “It doesn’t matter.”

“You don’t know what I’m thinking,” I remind him, sitting up and reaching out to touch his hair again. Since I let myself do it once, I fear it’ll become an addiction.

“I have a vague idea.” He gets to his feet and looms over me while he strips his shirt and unzips his pants.

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