Page 170 of Star Marked Warriors


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“It feels wonderful, my Hiroki.”

Curious, I combed my fingers through his black silk hair, and he—

Hemoaned, sinking into his shoulders to lean closer to me.

Oh, this was perfect.

When I took his hand, he put up no resistance to me bringing him over to the bed and sitting him down on it. I crawled into his lap, and then I had both hands free, his head right there in easy access.

And my big blue, manly man of an alien was squirming with every touch. His broad, gentle hands curled around my back, and I gasped.

Yeah, screw this towel. Screw the pants and boots he wore.

My sweet alien liked having his hair played with, and this was a discovery worth exploring.

With both hands, I pressed his chest, but there was no hope of tipping him over.

He gladly fell back himself. “Does this amuse you?”

He bit his lip, almost like he was nervous.

“Well, I don’t think it’s funny,” I said, crawling up his torso, “but I do think it’s interesting and I like what it does to you.” I reached for one of his braids and gave it a soft tug.

His shattered moan was beautiful.

The towel that hung around my waist had loosened. It wasn’t covering a single thing. Still, Aldor pulled it off and dropped it off the bed.

“It’s not fair if you’re not naked too,” I whispered, leaning down for a kiss.

He held me close, turning to deposit me beside him on his enormous bed. “Then I have work to do.”

He rose, and it took a few seconds and a whole eternity before he’d abandoned his clothes and crawled up the bed toward me. He used his lips, his teeth, to kiss and nibble every inch of me until Icouldn’tstay still. I couldn’t stand it.

And just when I thought I’d go insane, he rolled me onto my side.

“My Hiroki,” he rumbled. His enormous dark blue arms wrapped around my waist. He buried his face against the nape of my neck, his warm breath coming out in a puff.

I felt the sharp edge of his teeth, scraping against my skin, and I shivered.

I reached back over my shoulders, and my fingers twisted in his black braids. The sound he made was shattered and needy.

His cock, practically the size of my forearm, slipped between my thighs. The slick that wept from his tip dragged across my skin, leaving the most incredible, tingling sensation across my inner thighs.

A thrust laved all that sweetness across my balls, and I gasped.

“Hiroki—” With both hands, he pulled me back against his body. Every ripple and line of his muscle at my back was warm and so, so firm. I arched against him, squeezing my thighs shut tight.

Fuck, how did this feel more like sitting on a bike seat than thrusting against an alien cock? But those ridges, that sweet feeling his precome gave me, brought me right back where I needed to be.

“That feels so good, big guy,” I whispered, throwing my hair back against his shoulder.

I cracked open my eyes, and there, where my skin touched his star mark, pink blossomed across his blue skin, swelling from the beautiful, intricate lines and even flowing down the strands of his black hair.

I threaded my fingers deeper into it, and he slid his hand down my belly. Surely, if he wrapped both his hands around me, his fingers would touch.

I’d never felt so safe, so cared for, as I did when Aldor’s hands were on me.

He seemed all too aware of his strength when he touched my hair, and now, when he drove me to the edge of what I could take.

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