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Did I really want to? Talk my way out of this?
"No, starfire." Navik's fingers slide around the base of his cock, pumping it a few times before he slides himself between my legs. "I will rut you all the way to Earth. Once there, I will bend you over with your face pressed against the view screen so you can see your world while you convulse around my thrusting cock."
My body flushes with heat at his naughty words. I should be traumatized from my captivity. Not feeling a fresh rush of wetness pool in my core, readying me to take every inch of the pirate’s pulsating blue cock.
The warden violated me with a variety of sex toys in all shapes and sizes. Each one I loathed more than the last. I hated every second of the warden's abuse of my body. The forced arousals. The unwanted penetrations.
So what was wrong with me that I crave what Navik holds in a meaty fist?
"It isn't right." I thrash my head against the dark cravings I can't control. "That's not what I agreed to."
He moves closer, forcing my legs wider apart. "You failed to negotiate limits on the number of times I make use of your slick cunt."
"No." I barely contain the arching of my back. "Only once and after you fly me home."
I'm certain Navik will fill me perfectly, stretching me in all the right places. I can imagine his length pushing inside me, stretching me, filling me to capacity. His ridges rubbing against my inner walls, coaxing out more and more pleasure with each thrust. The finger-like protrusions at his wide base teasing my clit until I explode into a million pinpoints of light.
"No, starfire." The width of his head nudges against my entrance, teasing and testing me. "I will sheath myself with your sodden tunnel whenever I bliking well please, and I'll be taking the first of many payments now."
My body loosens, hips curl up tight, my body hot and eager to be relieved of this hollow ache. I gasp and arch as his cock glides through my slick folds. The cold blue of his eyes glitters with amusement and promise.
I shouldn't want this. Shouldn't crave this. I should struggle as his hand slides under me, lifting my pelvis, readying me to take every thick inch of his thick, blue and very alien erection.
Cock in hand, he rears back, preparing to slam home. I take a deep breath, steeling myself for a hard coupling that will leave me hobbling for a week. I didn't expect anything less from the marauder. There would be nothing tender about his technique and I'm glad.
I'm ravenous to erase the feel of the warden's abuse with a good, hard fucking. If anyone can replace the years of vile memories, it would be Navik and his enormous erection.
Navik's eyes blaze with hunger as he watches me watch him. He hasn't even kissed me but this is about satisfying a hunger of the flesh and nothing more intimate than the exchange of bodily fluids.
The head of his cock slips past my entrance once, twice, before he breaches my core, pushing through the tightness and resistance until I'm panting and straining against him. There is no slow build up. No tender caresses or soothing words. Instead there is pure animalistic pleasure as Navik plunges inside me, his pelvis meeting mine in a wet slap of bodies.
My core burns with a painful pleasure. Navik doesn't wait for me to grow accustomed to his girth but drives into me with animalistic grunts and groans as he fucks me like a wild beast.
This is what I want. This pounding is what my body needs to forget all of what the warden forced inside me.
I didn't have to make a deal with Navik, but I had. One touch from the space pirate had whet my appetite for what the glossy blue alien had to offer. Call me a slut to have bartered my body, but right now, I couldn’t care less as my breasts bounce in sync with his pistoning cock.
There was no one here to judge me as every nerve ending fires in a symphony of pleasure that builds and builds until I'm writhing and straining, rolling my hips, my climax cresting.
On every inward thrust, the finger-like projections at the base of his cock tease against my clit, triggering waves of heat to radiate outward from my core. His length stretches and fills me, every thick inch of his steel rod is heaven.
His thrusts become more urgent, his face contorting into a feral mask until he's snarling down at me. Fangs elongate. Fingernails grow to claws. His body grows. Swelling. Morphing. Hair, wild and long, halos his head in wild disarray. His glossy blue skin swirls into a glimmering liquid.
Oh god, he's transforming into the beast.
Panicked pleasure rips through me as his cock swells to match the size of his beastly form. The ridges and veins of Navik's cock were a gentle caress but now become an exquisite torture as they bump and rub against my inner walls. The beast's cock swells to an impossible width, stretching me to the brink of pain.
The sivot slips free of my body. I look down to glimpse what was just inside me. Navik’s bulbous head has spread and flattened into a cap lined with fat nubs. The finger-like projections have grown, and there’s a bulge at his base that appears to be swelling.
The sivot presses his transformed phallus against my slippery sex, nudging and bumping against me until my flesh gives way to his urging. My pussy is on fire as he drives into me with an intensity that both frightens and thrills me. Lost in a sea of pleasure, my body is wracked with the force of his thrusts as I spiral up higher and higher into oblivion.
The beast's roar fills the room as his thrusts become more frenzied and urgent. Just when it feels like it might be too much, the intensity builds into a crescendo until finally the waves of pleasure ripple through me, and I scream out in ecstasy as he erupts inside me in hot splashes.
My euphoria ebbs, and I open my eyes to find Navik's beast gazing down at me, his bright white eyes hooded in reverence. The cruel slash of his mouth is pulled up in a feral grin, far different from the smirking face of the space pirate he'd been moments before.
With a cupped hand, he curls his claws inward to carefully caress my cheek with the backs of his fingers. His touch is gentle, affectionate. Warmth blooms behind my sternum and I turn my face into his soulful touch.
"My sweet starfire." The sivot curls his hips to bury himself deep, pressing the finger-like projections against my clit. I arch off the bed as the vibrations rocket through my core. "You are mine to pleasure for always.”
