The sound of my name on her lips was the best music I’d ever heard.
Her hands tightened on my horns, and her hips bucked hard. Again and again, she rode my fingers and face like she owned them. Then her thighs were clenching over my horns, and the channel did the same to my fingers.
She was panting as I crawled up to cage her with my body.
“You’re mine, Dottie. All mine.”
She kissed me hard, and I knew she tasted herself on my tongue. Her legs came to wrap around my hips.
Krux! I needed to be inside her. I needed to be inside her now.
Chapter 15: Dottie
My heart pounded in my chest as the thick head of Ror’k’s cock slid over the seam of my pussy. He was so big, I worried I wouldn’t be able to take him. But I was nothing if not wet, ready, and extremely motivated.
I’d still been shaking off the shock when I first realized we were both naked in the decontaminator. The closeness had been a welcome distraction. It was something new to focus on, something thrilling that pulled me away from the nightmare I’d just escaped.
But then he reacted to my touch like I was some irresistible goddess come to life, like I was the woman of his dreams, and something wild and hungry woke up inside me. The way his eyes darkened like he was barely holding himself back… like he couldn’t trust himself around me… Gah! It lit me up and sent a wicked thrill all the way down to my toes.
I felt wanted and desired. I felt powerful.
Then there was his cock. I wanted to know what his alien cock would feel like inside me. Unlike our men, Xarc’n warriors had cocks shaped like those dildos with graduated bulbs. You know the ones, with sections that get larger and larger the farther yougo? Yeah, like that. But it was one thing to hear about it and something else altogether to actually see it in the flesh.
At the thickest part of each slightly triangular bulb-shaped section was a thick, hard ridge. There were three sections, and each one got wider and wider. I’d heard that the ridges rubbed up against our insides in the perfect way to reach the fabled G-spot. Of course, I’d never actually thought I’d be able to experience it and find out for myself just how it felt.
And I was about to find out, like, right now.
I was surprised at how wet I’d gotten, though whatever wetness my body had not produced, he’d supplement with this mouth. I was more ready than I’d ever be.
He held himself over me, braced on one elbow, a look of utter concentration on his face like he wanted to do it just right for me. I hooked my ankles over his hips and pressed my heels down to urge him in.
“Please, I need you.”
He growled something unintelligible into my temple, and then he was pressing in, the thick crown of the first section spearing me open. I breathed shallowly, my body tense in anticipation. I was so wet, but he was huge, and my body resisted. I bit my lip trying not to make a sound—I didn’t want him to stop—but a tiny whimper escaped my throat anyway.
“Do not be scared.” He brushed my hair out of my face.
“I’m not scared. Just nervous. You are very big. And it’s been a while.” I dug my heels into his hips, urging him on. “Please.”
“I’ll take it slow. Krux, I need you so much.”
He pulled out a little before thrusting in again, the cords of his neck straining with barely held control. I gasped as the first section slid in.
“Fuck!” The word sounded tortured.
His hips jerked, and I cried out as the next section breached me. Then my muscles were clamping down into the dip before the final section. Then he was moving, his hips flexing as if with a mind of their own. He fucked me, shallow at first, but with each movement he went deeper and deeper until the final section stretched me to my limit.
I was so full I couldn’t breathe. It felt like he was splitting me apart in the best possible way. But he didn’t stop moving; he continued his push and pull, his movements growing wilder, until he was thrusting into me in earnest.
“You’re so wet. So warm and tight.”
Stroke by stroke, the pleasure grew, his hard ridges almost feeling like a rumble strip right where it mattered most. I dug my nails into his arms, and a string of nonsense tumbled from my lips as he drove into me. The sensations were nearly unbearable.
And when his hand delved between our bodies to rub at my clit, I let out a scream that echoed in the shuttle. Never had I ever felt so good. It was so intense. So overwhelming. So perfect.
My channel was fluttering like crazy, clenching and shaking around his thick cock. I screamed again as ecstasy blinded my vision in a bright explosion of light.
Ror’k’s hips jerked violently behind me, and he let out a sound that was loud enough to be a roar. His hot cum soaked me from the inside out. But I didn’t care. I felt so fucking good. I clung to him and rode the high until we both started to coast down.
