That did it, as I barely registered a full second before Ziggy notched his armored cock at my opening, viciously pushing past my tight ring.
Okay, maybe not as tight as it used to be, but look what I’m dealing with here!
It was a good thing I’d spent the past several months gorging myself at the weird peen buffet, because, while the stretch was wild—magnified by the cage-like texture skipping over my prostate—the only pain I felt was thegoodkind.
There’s nothing better than being stuffed full of alien appendages.
“Mine…” Ziggy rumbled, sawing his way in like he truly wanted to rip me open to nest inside. “Mine to drench with my seed, to fertilize and inseminate.”
Ehhh…
It appeared the word ‘breed’ was not in the Maroxian vocabulary, but I could work with whatever my man gave me. After all, mating vibes were quite literally universal.
“Mine to impregnate.”
That’s the one!
Impregnate sounded close enough to mpreg to get my motor running. It didn’t hurt that it reminded me of when I’d worn Ziggy’s armor to the Muonova to pretend-capture him, only to have my dick-drunk Stellarianbegme to?—
“Tear me apart, Space Daddy!” I blurted out in a sudden gush of inspiration.
Ziggy lowered himself with a growl, rubbery skin gliding over mine as razor-sharp teeth grazed the back of my neck. I instinctively squealed, clenching around him, and he cursed before placing a clawed hand on my nape instead.
No bedroom bites fromthisskinsuit, thank you very much.
I could live without the nibbles, especially with Ziggy holding me down so he could jackhammer into my ass with frenzied abandon. We’d played with ridged dicks before, but this was next level—like an actual piece of machinery wrecking my hole.
Anything is a dildo if you’re brave enough!
“Yes, Zig! Yes, Space Daddy! Fuck me, breed me, mpreg me. Fill me with your cum. I’m yours to tear the fuck apart. Pump me full of Stellarian super space babies,pleeeeease!”
Never mind that this wasn’t at all how Stellarians reproduced. I was happily babbling slutty nonsense, drooling on the gangway and so close to climax, I could taste it.
Like heaven.
Precum was pulsing from my throbbing dick, smearing all over the metal floor as the weight of Ziggy’s thrusts provided unrelenting friction.
What I wouldn’t give to turn the tables and breed his ass.
It wasn’t the first time I’d envisioned mpregging my stellar collision, of somehow lodging a permanent piece of myself insidehim.
And the obvious way to do that is to make babies with my Space Daddy.
This thought had me clamping down on the bulldozer currently rearranging my internal organs and howling through my orgasm, painting the floor with so much cum, it felt like a goddamn slip ‘n slide.
Wheee!
“All. Mine,” Ziggy snarled, his pelvis flush against my ass while his caged cock continued to piston inside me, pumping me so full, his ‘seed’ ran down my legs.
Okay, so maybe “drenched”wasthe right word…
We caught our collective breath for a few minutes while Ziggy massaged my wrists and nuzzled his terrifying face against the back of my neck.
To no one’s surprise, he withdrew his monster cock before sliding down my body until he was in prime position to unleash that magic tongue again. I melted into a puddle—literally—as he burrowed into my ass, collecting every drop before rolling me over and licking the cum from my sweaty abs.
So gross yet so sweet.
Tears blurred my vision again, but this time, it was from gratitude. Watching a creature who’d tried to kill me be so loving and gentle reminded me how perfect Ziggy was for me—not just with the way he protected me, but with how he always provided exactly what I needed.
