I nodded, much faster than I had anticipated. Sucking in a breath, I bit my bottom lip and felt every inch of him expand inside me. He filled me to the brim until I shook with pleasure. I was already feeling the pressure of an orgasm swell inside my core, pushing me to rock my hips until I exploded once more. “You treat me right,” I said.
He felt up and down my body, firmly gripping my tits. “Adeline. I need you to know one thing. I will never hurt you. If anyone tries to take or injure you, I will protect you. The others will do the same,” he purred against my ear. “You are a treasure. And we shall keep you.”
“I—” I clenched, and he thrust even deeper, pumping me faster but always holding me close. His hands reeled me in. Caught in his strong hold, I wanted to tell him what I was feeling, but that would have been crazy. I couldn’t tell him I... well, fuck. Was this love I was feeling?
I was so confused; I couldn’t help but fall back into that familiar feeling of shame. But as I tried to gather my thoughts, he was busy splitting me open and kissing my most tender curves. Goose bumps rose on my skin, and my body tensed, blood pumping faster from my heart.
“I know what you’re feeling,” he growled through his moans.
“Even now?” I whispered.
“Always.”
He drove in deeper, forcing me down for his liking. I dug my hands into the sheets and grunted. There was no coming back from this feeling of extreme elation. I was going to come, for him, my new master. ”Then you know,” I said.
My chest was pounding, my throat thick with saliva. Anticipation filled my entire being, and, for the first time in my life, I felt connected to someone I could look up to. He was softer, this time. Tender and caring, even. He knew more, could give me more than any man, and he vowed to protect me, and I, him.
I nudged my hips back as the sensation flowed out of me. Hot tremors rolled throughout my body. The incredible orgasm was about to floor me. “Don’t stop.” I clasped my hands around him and begged him to thrust deeper. “Never fucking stop.”
All of my energy flowed into him, and I let myself go. I wanted this. I wanted it to never end. “Eternity can last such a long time. But, with you, it will be bearable.”
“Yes,” I whispered, completely lost in his trance. “It’s all I want.”
Pumping harder and deeper, he was intent on filling me again. His groans intensified, and his grip squeezed so hard it left dark red marks across the flesh. “Come for your master.”
Fucking come...
My core throbbed, muscles convulsing, erratic and quick. My pussy grew wetter by the second as he continued to pierce right through me, a long and continuous pulsating rhythm. I wasn’t used to this, wasn’t usually this dirty, but I enjoyed pleasing him.
“Oh, God...” I groaned, eyes rolling back unnaturally. I shifted my head back in an attempt to squelch the intensity, but it was no use. He forced his mighty hand around my neck and lightly squeezed around the frail cartilage. And just before I could scream his name, he whispered, “I adore you, Addie. Be ours.”
“Mag,” I moaned. “I’m yours.”
Maybe it was the heat of the moment, but I meant it. The emotion had been lurking within me for some time. I didn’t believe in love at first sight. I knew all about the heavy allure of oxytocin, but I had never felt it so strongly before. I was an absolute mess.
He tore through me and made me quake, and I fell useless and limp in his grasp. My legs twitched as the pleasure dissipated. An embarrassing snort left my mouth. I twisted my head and blinked to see him again, to see if this was even real and not some hallucination.
Nope. It was real, all right. He slid out from me, spilling pools of wetness below, smashing his crown against my clit as my orgasm ravaged me.
Gliding back in, he let out a thunderous howl. His muscles flexed violently. Taking hold, he drove in close, holding snug and deep. Quickly, a moan escaped his throat, and he thrust back, only to pump in deeper. His head bobbed inside me, swelling bigger until it rumbled against my spot.
“Ohh...” His eyes drooped. “You want it, buttercup? You want to feel my seed coat you, baby?”
“Yes, master,” I begged, eyes worshipping him. “Come inside me.”
“Ohh, yes, that’s it—yes.” He seized up and let go, slumping forward. Fists turning into tight balls, he groaned. Then, a surge of hot and sticky cum sprayed within me. Over and over again, thick streams shot and covered my walls. I didn’t have any reservations anymore. I was his and, soon, I would be theirs.
“Take me to them,” I said. “I want to meet them.”
His teeth clenched. After giving three more solid pumps, he drew out, cum dripping down my lips and thighs. Not only had I been in a showerless region for over a week, I had just fucked an alien. Er, a beast. It didn’t matter what he was. I was filthy. I needed a cleaning pronto.
“You humans can take a lot,” he said, chest pumping large amounts of oxygen.
“Tell me about it,” I said, practically choking on air.
He dropped to the mattress, pulling me in to spoon him, kissing all over my body until I was underneath him once more. I was sure if he wanted to, he could have gone on for days, but I was on my last legs from that orgasm.
“Mag, I think I need a shower,” I whispered.