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Hearing my real name on his lips makes my heart grow an extra three sizes. I wipe a bit of gold from my lips, then lower my mouth over his head and slowly slide down, taking as much of him as I can. His fingers grip the bedsheets, his breaths turning to pants. Heat radiates in my core, egging me on, encouraging me to take more of him until I reach the beginning of his knot.
Oh, god. He’s so big. How am I going to fit him inside of me? I wrap my fist around his base and work his shaft, my head bobbing up and down on his cock. My cheeks hollow as I suck on him like I’m starving. His gasps and groans soak my thong until it’s practically drenched in my own need, but I don’t stop sucking on him. When my eyes skim the length of his body, taking in the way his abdominal muscles clench with every torturous suck, I notice his jaw clench. He’s close.
I let his cock go with a popping sound, and wipe my lips clean again with the back of my hand. “Doing okay? Should I stop?”
Xavian’s chest rises and falls quickly, and he runs his fingers through my hair again, more aggressively this time. “I can come multiple times, like females,” he breathes. “Please don’t stop, Em. Please.”
The corners of my mouth curl upward like a Cheshire cat’s. “Multiple times? That sounds fun,” I murmur, then lower my head to take his length again. I take so much of him into my mouth that I practically feel him hit the back of my throat. His balls retract, and he lets out a serrated moan as his orgasm comes fast and hard in spurts.
Xavian’s cum floods my mouth and throat, and I swallow him down. But just when I think he’s finished, more cum floods my mouth. Then more, and more, and more. I swallow as much of it as I can, but it’s so much. Too much, maybe, for me to handle. Eventually, some of it escapes my lips and slides down my throat, coating my chin, throat, and clavicle in gold. I look like I’m wearing paint.
I sit up on my knees, wipe my mouth for the third time, and smile.
“Fuck, that was a lot,” I say.
Xavian’s eyes roam my body hungrily, taking me in like a drink of water. “Sorry. I … I should have warned you about that,” he pants. “Slipped my mind entirely.”
“No need to apologize.” I drag my fingernails up and down that sweet spot above his cock, where his pelvis meets his abdomen. His breath hitches as his heartbeat finally starts to strike some semblance of normalcy, and he runs his fingernails up and down my arms, making me shiver.
Then he surprises me by saying, “I’m ready for round two if you are.”
Oh, hell yes, I am. I lean forward, kissing Xavian gently on the lips. He runs his fingers behind my shoulders and unhooks my bra, allowing my breasts to finally spill free. My nipples peak in the cool air as he runs his palms up my sides until they reach my breasts. He cups them, squeezes them gently in his palms, and leans forward to catch one of my sensitive nipples in his mouth, savoring me.
Gasping, I run my fingers through his hair. “Xav…” I practically purr as his lips squeeze around my nipples. When he lets go, his eyes meet mine in a hungry stare. I’m so wet for him, and I need him to know that. Grabbing one of his wrists, I guide his hand down between my thighs, and his fingers press against my cunt.
“God, Emily … you’re soaked,” he murmurs.
“I’m ready for you,” I rasp. “Please, Xavian.”
“Are you sure?” His throat bobs up and down. “I haven’t even gotten to taste you yet, princess.”
“I’m not going to last long enough. I’m liable to burst.”
He nods, then runs his hands down to the waistband of my thong. “Then we’ll need to get these out of the way first.”
38XAVIAN
Emily smells incredible. Terrans have a sharp sense of smell to go along with their keen hearing. Her musky, sweet scent is one hundred percent all her, and it’s driving me wild. Feral, almost, as I snake her thong down over her thighs, revealing her pretty cunt. Only a small tuft of hair hides the rest of her from me. Good. I love a little bit of hair. Traps all those delicious pheromones.
She rolls onto the bed and shimmies the rest of the way out of her thong, then tosses it onto the ground to join our jeans. I’m immediately on top of her, driven purely by instinct and intense lust. I need her. Need to feel my cock inside of her, need to own her. Claim her. Her cheeks flush as I take her wrists, lift them over her head, and pin her there.
“Is this okay?” I growl. Even if I’m entirely driven by instinct right now, consent is still paramount. I won’t continue if she shows me even the slightest bit of hesitation. Luckily, she doesn’t.
“Yes,” she says. “Fuck, yes.”
Then I pause. “Turn it off,” I growl again. She lifts an eyebrow, clearly confused. “Your Weave. Turn it off. I want to see you, and only you, while I fuck you.”
I release my grip on Emily’s wrists, and she obediently presses the button on her Weave app, making the illusion dissolve. She looks up at me with her heart-shaped face, sending another wave of heat down into my cock. Yes. This is exactly what I need. What I crave. Her authentic self splayed out beneath me, so that when I claim her, I’m claiming the real her.
Grabbing onto her wrists again, I force them above her head, where her brown hair billows out across the pillow like a fan. I nip her neck, then her bottom lip, and relish the sighs and squeaks she makes.
“I want to hear my name on your lips,” I taunt as my cock presses against her slick entrance.
Her eyes lock onto mine, and she whispers, “Xavian.”
I press the tip into her, and we both let out moans of ecstasy. I want to be rough with her. I want to keep her pinned down and fuck her until we’re both exhausted, but she’s new to this. New to the knot. Taking my time with her is important regardless of the pulsating need in my core that tells me to bury myself hard and deep inside of her.
“Xavian,” she whispers again, and I lean forward to kiss her neck, then tug on her earlobe with my teeth. She sucks in a harsh gasp, and I slip myself deeper into her.
