He smiled, but didn’t respond. Instead, he stalked up my body, his smile a tiny bit evil. I spread my legs further apart as he positioned himself above me, already aching and ready to feel him inside me. “Alexander, please.”
He pushed slowly inside. I was mildly concerned about his length. “I’m a little afraid of how long you are.”
“If you feel any pain, say stop, and I’ll stop.” He inched further inside, but I had no desire for slow and sensuous. I put my heels on himand pulled himcloser, but he stopped moving forward. “No, no, Jen. We do this my way.”
I moaned and dropped my legs.
He continued slowly.“Now you’ll see what all the talk is about.”
Something inside me moved. I furrowed my brow, trying to figure out what was happening.
“You see, we have extra small, extrastrongmuscles in just the right places.”
As he spoke, hevibrated inside me. It actually began vibrating. My eyes widened and met his own. His eyes smiled, delighted by what he was about to do to me.
He slid in and out, the vibrations hitting my g-spot like the best man-made vibrating dildo I’d ever used. I gasped, unable to process the sensations.
A moan built in my throat, and I let it loose as Alexander’s thrusts quickened. I could feel the vibrations even as he sped up. The muscles he used really were strong for the sensation to continue even with his strong thrusts.
I reached orgasm in no time, and immediately began building another one. He wasn’t done though. He pulled out, to my disappointment. But I wasn’t disappointed for long. He turned me over. As soon as he began his thrusts, he began the vibration again.
Within moments I was crying out. He gripped my hips and pulled me back onto him harder and harder. Eventually I had to put my hands on his headboard so he couldn’t push me forward any more.
I’d never totally lost myself in sex before. I’d always had the presence of mind to make sure my moans were sexy and sultry, without any unattractive noises. I’d always made the perfect sounds to make sure my man felt good about his sexual prowess. Mewling and moaning, dainty grunts and sighs.
Not this time. Alexander rode me like I’d never been ridden in my entire life. At one point I realized I was snarling as I sucked air in, and then as I exhaled it was with a grunt that would rival a dinosaur in heat. There was nothing sexy or sultry in the noises I made. I most definitely didn’t mewl.
I cried out in absolute pleasure and physical exertion. My orgasm hit again, and I screamed so hard it hurt my throat.
He was getting close. His thrusts became erratic, faster, and so hard I barely held him back with my hands on the headboard. Finishing with a grunt, he pushed as deep as he could and cried out before lying across my back. I collapsed under his weight, sated and absolutely bone tired.
Without warning, he pulled out and rolled to the side, panting. “That was great,” he said.
I grunted at him, and he moved closer to my side. “Stay here tonight?”
Smiling at him, I nodded and drifted to sleep. The mess between my legs would have to wait. I’d never done that before either. I always cleaned myself up immediately. It was a night of firsts.[2]
CHAPTER NINE
The next morning Alexander woke me with a kiss, alerting me to the fact that my junk was on display. I’d slept so hard I hadn’t even noticed. Normally I needed myself totally covered—except for my feet, I usually stuck them out.
I drifted back off to sleep only to be woken by Alexander again, this time with a breakfast tray. “Hungry?” he asked. “I went to the kitchens and made this myself. It felt important to give you a human tradition after the night you gave me.”
I sat up, breasts still hanging out of the top of my negligee. He’d had the forethought to put a fluffy pink robe on the foot of the bed and balanced the tray on one hand to give me the robe.
Once I was covered, I reached for the food. “That was so thoughtful of you. Have you ever made breakfast before?”
“Not ever, but don’t worry. It took the kitchen staff a few minutes to stop flurrying about, but once they did, I asked them for help. They directed me and made sure I didn’t mess it up.”
I would’ve eaten it if he’d burned every bite. Digging in, I moaned, which reminded me of the night before. My throat was a little sore from all the yelling. The food was excellent, but my morning-after glow was even better.
He chuckled and kissed my forehead, my favorite kiss of all. “I’ve got to run. This mess with the Leyak is pressing, and Dumadi swears he knows nothing of it. I’m going to have to get involved with his questioning.”
“Oh, no. Did you pick Kelly up yet?” I asked around a mouthful of eggs.
“Not yet. We’re waiting and monitoring her movements to learn what we can. We need to make you have a valid reason to go on an extended trip so you don’t have to be around her and hide what you know.”
“Will I have to see her at all?”
