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The woman’s hard little teeth grazed his skin. Krogg felt a tingling between his shoulder blades. He hissed an inhale between his own clenched teeth. He was putting the most sensitive and vulnerable part of his body in a precarious situation. It went against every instinct he had ever known.

But a different instinct was driving him now. One that had lain dormant in his balls for all this time.

His fist tightened in the woman’s hair.

“Bite me and I’ll rotting kill you,” he grunted.

“It can’t rotting understand you,” Ravnar said. He and Jale were both looking on in disbelief at what Krogg was doing. He was supposed to be the level-headed one, and here he was taking the biggest risk imaginable.

Insane.

But that aching throb in his nuts wouldn’t allow him to withdraw from those soft lips. Not until he had thoroughly dominated the creature’s sweet little mouth with his hard cock and filled the woman’s belly with his fluid.

She stared up at Krogg with those wild eyes.

With one hand still tightly fisted in her pelt, his other hand gently brushed aside a stray lock, giving him an unimpeded view of that strange and delicate face.

“Fuck,” Krogg grunted. “Fuck, you look so beautiful with me in your mouth.”

He knew that the woman could not understand him. Still, something seemed to change in her expression. The dangerous, buzzing fear in her eyes transitioned into something more submissive. Her tight muscles softened. No longer did he feel the touch of her teeth. Only the soft, wet circle of her lips wrapped deliciously around his plump, pulsating head.

“Oh fuck…”

The woman whimpered around Krogg’s meat as he sank into her, his cock gliding against the spongy cushion of her tongue.

CHAPTER 10

For a moment, Alyx was hardly conscious of anything else. She did not hear the crackle of the logs on the campfire, did not feel the warmth radiating from the licking flames which lit the surrounding trees and the tethered beasts of burden. She was barely even aware of the other two ukkur males looking on.

All of her attention was commanded by the massive alien cock sliding deeper and deeper into her mouth.

Krogg’s member was heavy and smooth on Alyx’s tongue. His rough, brutal hand, still dusted with flour from his cooking, clenched tightly in her hair, keeping her head in place.

The ukkur growled something in his language. Alyx could not understand his words, but she was pretty sure that he was not asking permission for this. If anything, he was demanding ownership of her mouth. His brutal physical dominance demanded her absolute submission.

His cock slid deeper, staining her tongue with its salty leakage.

Alyx’s heart beat faster. Her blood raced.

This was so wrong and dirty on too many levels. Only hours before, she had been human cattle for an alien slaughterhouse. Now, here she was on her knees, leashed like a dog, with a savage alien male penetrating her mouth. A male whom she didn’t even know, aside from his name.

He wasn’t even the same species as her.

She shouldn’t want this. She really shouldn’t.

But Alyx couldn’t deny the way her pulse thumped a little harder between her thighs. The way it flowed into her nipples, tautening them to a painful degree of arousal.

She whimpered and mewled around the thick meat filling her mouth.

And then, slowly, almost timidly at first, she started to suck. She bobbed her head, moving her lips around the length of that smooth, girthy shaft. Hot shame surged up her neck and burned her cheeks.

So dirty…so wrong…

But something in Krogg’s low, throaty groans and purrs urged Alyx on. He was enjoying her mouth, enjoying her. His cock bucked and twitched inside her like it had a mind of its own. It responded to every stroke of her lips, every lick of her tongue.

And then there was the smell of him. It was not a clean smell. It was raunchy, musky, more animal than man, but completely masculine at the same time. That scent surrounded her, dominating her senses, invading her very pores.

Alyx needed this.