Another pulse of tranquility flowed over me. Every time I tensed or worried, Linn’ar overrode them with positive emotions. It was like he had the power to hijack my heart.
My muscles relaxed. I released a long, slow breath. When the tip of Linn’ar’s cock gently breached my entrance, I automatically tensed, but he injected a pulse of calm that made me go slack. It felt weird and wonderful. I didn’t have to be in control of anything—not my body, not my emotions. I could lie back and let Linn’ar take the wheel. I trusted him to know what was best.
I groaned in pleasure as his alien cock inched deeper. He absorbed information from our shared feedback loop and adjusted accordingly. He took it slow, careful to go at my pace.
“Fuck,” I whimpered.
The hot tightness was unexpectedly delightful. There was a pang of discomfort, but it mostly felt good. Linn’ar’s cock was naturally slippery, I assumed with the Maeleon version of pre-cum, and it helped him ease inside me.
The fullness felt unexpectedly amazing. Before tonight, I didn’t understand the appeal of anal sex. Now I was quickly coming around to it. Or maybe that was because I was doing it with my beloved alien mate.
I wiped the sweat off my brow as I sat up. I wanted to see how deep Linn’ar was.
The bulge in my lower stomach made my eyes widen. His cock stretched me out.
Fuck, why was that so hot?
And also, how was it possible that it didn’t hurt?
Linn’ar chuckled as I gawked at the scene.
“I told you, did I not?” he asked.
“You did, but I don’t understand,” I mumbled. “It barely hurts, or even stings. I don’t get it.”
The nictitating membrane flashed across Linn’ar’s eyes. I wished I could see what he saw. He described beautiful green-gold flecks spanning between us, marking us as destined soulmates.
“Because you are my filum,” he said. “It is possible your body could not handle a different Maeleon’s cock. But it craves mine.”
I shuddered. That was true, all right.
“Go deeper,” I said, staring at the bulge. “I want to see it.”
Linn’ar went deeper. Cradling my thighs with his strong arms, he rocked his hips gently forward. My jaw dropped in disbelief as I watched his cock go further than should’ve been possible. I’d heard of people taking huge toys before, but this was beyond that. Linn’ar literally filled me with his cock. How were my organs intact? How was any of this real? Did Maeleon dick have hyper-biological powers?
I guess I was about to find out.
As Linn’ar pushed deeper, he let out a guttural groan. I felt the radiant pleasure through his connected feeler, which made me moan, too. The burst of ecstasy loosened my body, allowing his cock to press on. It bulged my belly now. I barely believed my eyes.
My own cock strained against my stretched stomach. Streaks of pre-cum glazed my skin. I’d never been so horny in my life.
“How is this happening?” I asked in a drawling groan.
Linn’ar huffed in amusement. He hiked up my legs, practically lifting them into the air.
“You look pent up,” he said as he glanced hungrily at my erection. “Let me help you.”
I gasped, twitching in anticipation. “No, please, I’ll—”
Too late. Linn’ar’s tentacle wrapped around my aching cock. The silky firm appendages jerked me off once, twice—then I screamed as I came, shooting spurts of cum across my bulging belly.
“I’ll... come... if you do that,” I managed to say after the fact.
Linn’ar grinned, his fangs gleaming. His long tongue snaked out of his maw and he licked it all up until nothing remained.
I should’ve been exhausted after ejaculating that hard. Except I didn’t feel spent at all. Whether it was the fruit, my hormones, or Linn’ar’s magic alien dick, I was still desperately aroused. My cock only sagged for a second before it longed for release again.
“How the...”
