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Cordelia collapsed to the ground, trembling with aftershocks. She felt like she’d been struck by lightning, every part of her thrumming with a sensual energy she’d never experienced before.
Ezul brushed her hair from her face, smirking down at her while she struggled to catch her breath. Male satisfaction shone in his eyes.
“Are you sated, little menace, or shall I fuck you again?”
Yes, please!
Cordelia couldn’t help but moan his name in response.
Chapter 4
Shewasruined,absolutelyruined as she listened to her big, scary alien feast on her pussy.
Cordelia was shaking beneath him, too sexually exhausted to do anything other than listen to the sounds he made as his tongue worked her into another orgasm.
“Ez!” she weakly cried into the darkness, fists clenching against the ground beside her.
Ezul hadn’t been lying when he told her he intended to go down on her until he was sated, which was apparently never. He was insatiable, taking her lust and morphing it into something more. Darker. Edgier. All-consuming.
Was this rampant need even a side effect of the pollen? Or was this because she’d continuously denied her cravings for Ezul and now she was finally giving in to temptation?
Pollen or lust? It didn’t matter. Cordelia didn’t care. She needed, and Ezul provided. Oh, how heprovided.
Her pussy ached, so sensitive she could barely move after the hours he’d spent between her thighs. Nipping. Sucking. Fucking her with his tongue until her mind was solely absorbed by the pleasure searing her from the inside out.
She had no idea where his leathers had gone. He must have slipped them off while she’d been in a euphoric haze. It didn’t matter. In fact, she preferred him nude. She’d been drooling over his muscular chest for a while now, mesmerized by the streaks of white all over his deep gray skin, like lightning flashing across a dark sky.
“When is it my turn?” she asked fiercely, wanting nothing more than to worship him as he’d been doing to her.
Ezul grunted, which she was learning was his primary form of communication. She attempted to pry him away from her, but he snarled like an animal, licking her slowly just to watch her tremble.
“It’s not fair,” Cordelia whined, her muscles shaking. “Have you ever had your cock sucked before?”
He rumbled in reply, which she took to mean no, he most certainly hadn’t, otherwise he’d probably be ecstatic that she’d just offered to break her jaw in order to fit him in her mouth.
How would she even be able to give him a blow job? Enthusiastically,obviously. She still hadn’t seen him in all his glory yet, only a quick glimpse before he’d entered her, but she could tell from the stretch of her body that he was a big guy.
And his barb… She had no idea what was going on with that, but she loved how it made her feel.
What had he meant when he told her she would be the only one to take it? Surely his barb had come out when he’d had sex before…
Remembering how uncoordinated Ezul had been during their first time together, Cordelia’s eyes widened in disbelief.
He’d had sex before, right?
He knew Alesanda from the harem,intimately. The alien woman had all but confirmed it. Unless ‘intimately’ meant something different here on Aragnok.
But that didn’t make sense either. Ezul was enthusiastic and a fervent lover. He’d been working her to reach orgasm after orgasm, barely pausing to let her catch her breath. There was no way he was inexperienced, right?
Maybe when his tongue wasn’t busy rocking her world, she’d ask. She shivered, feeling his icy mist slide across her skin. The rest of her thoughts flew out the window.
She still didn’t understand how he could taunt and tease her with his mist like that. It never looked like more than concentrated droplets, but God... It felt like featherlight hands were always touching her body, constantly keeping her achy and aroused.
Jealousy speared her at the thought of anyone else feeling how she did right now. Possessive, territorial lust coursed through her veins, screaming thathewashers.
Ezul purred, vibrating her clit until she was writhing on his tongue, her body spasming with delicious pain.
“I can’t take anymore,” she whispered breathlessly, a shaky hand covering her sweat-damped face. Her womb spasmed in disagreement.
