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“Oh,” Alyx whispered. “Oh God…oh fuck…”

Her other nipple leaked a few sympathetic dribbles down the curvature of her breast. Krogg licked that away too, gave that nipple a turn, sucking hard and deep. The sensation of milk release and the relief that followed was intense and orgasmic.

At last, Krogg drew his lips off her with a pop. White droplets beaded in his beard. He licked his lips and growled with satisfaction.

His hands started to rove again, gliding all over her plump midsection and full, pillowed hips. He traced the crease of her thigh. He touched her sex. When he felt how wet she was down there, he rasped some alien word between his gritted teeth. An alien swear word, no doubt.

“You did that,” Alyx said, almost accusingly.

Krogg chuckled at her attempts to communicate. He rubbed her more forcefully, putting extra pressure on the swollen bud of her clit.

Alyx writhed under that touch, struggling to contain the dirty sounds climbing up her throat.

His fingertips circled her nub, rolling it like a tiny ball of clay. Her arousal was intense. Her clitoris pulsed beneath Krogg’s touch like a miniature heart.

A climax swept over her in a shuddering wave.

CHAPTER 15

Krogg stared at her intensely, his dark eyes studying every twitch and tremor of her face as her climax receded. His brow furrowed with concentration. His jaw ticked.

Alyx breathed his name. “Krogg…”

A growl rolled deep in Krogg’s throat, low and steady at first, then exploding into a frightening snarl. With a violent motion, the ukkur ripped his loincloth away, exposing his naked cock, hard and veined and ticking with the pulse of his heart.

“Oh God,” Alyx moaned.

Krogg gripped his cock in his fist, brandished it like a club. He stroked it once, twice. Clear fluid oozed from his tip, drizzled onto Alyx’s spread crotch like honey, caught in her pubic hair like sticky beads of dew.

“Oh God…”

Krogg growled dangerously.

He tapped his fat cock against her swollen sex, a gentle mockery of the spanking young Jale had given her there. Each tap sent a ticklish jolt streaking into Alyx’s deep core.

“Krogg, please…”

Alyx wasn’t sure what she was begging for, whether she was pleading with him to stop or to keep going. Not that it mattered anyway. The beast-like ukkur was in control now. He would use her as he pleased. He didn’t understand her.

Or did he?

Maybe, just maybe, he understood Alyx better than she understood herself. Despite all of her resistance, all of her futile attempts to defy him and his companions, hadn’t they given her just what she needed—what she hadn’t even known she needed until it had been given?

Now that rough ukkur male seemed to be right on the edge of some epiphany.

He angled his plump, drooling cockhead to meet her equally engorged clitoris. So sensitive was Alyx’s bud, the first contact was almost enough to make her instantly come.

She mewled and raised her pussy for him like an offering.

Krogg purred with lust and rubbed the underside of his cockhead hard against Alyx’s tingling clit, grinding it like a mortar and pestle and smearing her with more of his sticky precum until it oozed down her open slit. Her hips gyrated of their own accord, matching the rhythm of Krogg’s grinding.

The other two ukkur watched from either side in awe.

Ravnar unfastened his loincloth, let it fall to the ground. He fisted his dick, jerking it and groaning with aching pleasure. Jale followed suit.

Having an audience should have ashamed Alyx, but it only made her that much more excited.

Krogg’s pelvis had started to rock instinctually, dragging his shaft along her groove in a steady sawing motion until his entire underside was slathered in Alyx’s slippery secretions. The pressure on her clit was intense, and already another climax was kindling.