“Admit it. It is a little different. I mean, you are an alien, right?”
“To me, you are the alien.”
“You have a point.” We shared a smile, the mood somehow lighter and more playful.
She pushed herself up to straddle my hips once more. My cocks, that had wilted slightly at her uncertainty, swelled once more, prodding against her deliciously soft backside.
“Oh,” she said, her breath rushing out in a sigh, her eyes half closing. Her hands were resting on my chest with her arms straight, and as she rolled her hips, her wet center slid against my hardness. I groaned, my eyes dropping half shut at the pleasurable sensation.
I slid my hands up her thighs, from her knees to her hips, fingers digging into the lush swell. She was so small that my thumbs met in the front and my fingers met at the back of her waist. I had a sudden feeling that I would never get enough of the sight of her like this, face flushed with pleasure and her curves on display for me. Only me.
Mine.
I gripped her hips, holding her tightly against me as I rolled my hips against hers. She moaned, her head thrown back and her shining brown hair spilling over her shoulders and breasts, brushing against her breasts topped with tight rosy peaks. I couldn’t resist sitting up and pulling her against me as I braced my back against the head of the bed, and lifted her so her breasts were level with my mouth.
I watched her expression change from anticipation topleasure as I drew her rosy nipple into my mouth. I bit down gently with my teeth, watching as she chewed on her bottom lip. She was completely lost to my touch; a sight I knew I would never get enough of. I drew her head down to mine and trailed kisses along the side of her neck up to her ear. She shivered, her skin prickling in goosebumps as my breath tickled her. She turned her head, her lips meeting mine hungrily.
I felt drawn tight like a rubber band, ready to snap at any moment, but I held myself back, not wanting to scare her. I shouldn’t have worried, because she surprised me by gripping me tightly by the shoulders and devouring me with equally needy kisses. Eventually she pulled back breathless, the strangely round pupils of her eyes blown wide, and her lips swollen wet and pink.
“Jon? Are you going to…” Her cheeks flushed, and eyes slid sideways to look away, unable to meet mine. It was adorable how shy she became. Here we were, completely naked with each other, having shared some of the most intimate moments that two beings can share, and she was embarrassed?
My heart swelled, warmth flooding my chest. “Am I going to… what?” I couldn’t resist teasing her.
Her eyes shot to mine, and she pulled back, wiggling on my lap as if trying to get away. I held her family in my grip, my hand sliding to her hips to hold her still.
“There is no shame in asking for what you want. No judgement. I promise.” I tilted my head to meet her gaze and raised my eyebrows, waiting for a response. She gave a quick nod of acquiescence. “Good. Now, what do you me to do?”
She took a deep breath, her shoulders stiffening as she braced herself and looked me square in the eyes. “Well, Iknow how it works with a human. But they don’t have two…” She waved her hand in the general vicinity of my groin “… penises.” Her cheeks were stained pink still. “So, how does that work with you?”
I smiled, delighted at her curiosity. “Well, you can have one or both —”
“Both?” The word came out in a squeak and her mouth dropped open. She stared at me with eyes so wide I thought I would disappear into them.
I laughed. “Maybe not the first time.”
Her brows drew together in the most adorable way as she lifted her hips to straddle my thighs. Kitty titled her head to one side as she assessed the most intimate part of me. My two members jerked under her gaze, and she gave a little start before biting her lip and shooting me a glance.
“What do you want, Kitty?” I asked, my thumbs tracing circles on her hips where my hands still gripped her.
She lifted a hand to push back her hair, her breasts lifting at the movement. I was transfixed by the generous globes as they shifted on her chest. I had never seen such glorious breasts—Gnaggarrian women had much smaller breasts—and my breath came faster as she leaned forward slightly and they swung gently.
Kitty slowly reached out and tentatively hovered her small palm over my bottom most cock. They were both rigid, straining toward my stomach. Like most Gnaggarrian males, my lower cock was thicker and longer than the top one. When they were flaccid, they looked much the same size, but when they swelled with my arousal, they changed significantly. The topmost cock had ridges and notches on its underside, designed to elicit pleasure from a female, whereas the lower one had spiraling veins that twisted around theshaft. I wondered how they would fit with Kitty’s human anatomy.
The moment before she touched me, I held my breath, the heat in her palm reaching me before her touch did. And when her small hand gripped my rigid length, it was all I could do to hold back from spilling onto my stomach. My fists clenched on her hips, and I gritted my teeth.
“I think this might be a bit much for me. At least at first,” she said, leaning her head forward as her hand traced the vein that ran the length of my bottom cock. I grunted, unable to form a reply. Her other hand found my topmost cock and wrapped around my length, her thumb sliding over the ridges on its underside. She gasped, her eyes shooting to mine. “This one I think I can handle. If you take it slowly. You are big.” She grinned, rolling her hips as if in anticipation of what was to come. I watched as she confidently slid her hands up and down both my lengths.
I groaned, my hips shooting up from the bed to thrust into her hands. I closed my eyes and then opened them immediately, not wanting to miss a single thing. She moved her hands again, testing out different rhythms. One hand up, the other down. Both at the same time up and down. And then she found a slightly offset rhythm with a twist that had me writhing on the mattress.
“Enough!” I growled, pulling away and flipping her onto the mattress next to me. She gasped, and I froze, worried that I’d frighten her. But when she giggled, I knew that wasn’t the case.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Kitty
Iwas in awe at how easily he could move me. I was not a small woman, not by any means. But next to him I felt tiny. I didn’t worry that my figure—which tended to curvy because of my like of cakes and sweets—wasn’t to his taste. The way he looked at me? Yes, he definitely liked what he saw.
He froze, but when I giggled, he relaxed. And I felt a rush of affection at how concerned he was that I was enjoying myself.
