Alien Architect Needs a Nanny (Alien Nanny Agency 1)

Emilia wailed with despair, trying to lift her hips to meet his mouth.

“Easy, my love,” he murmured against her.

“Please, Ra’as,” she whispered. “I need you.”

There was no more fear, only a deep need to feel that velvet steel filling her.

He smiled against her thigh and crawled up to cage her head in his arms.

“If you ask me, I will stop,” he told her, his voice rough with need. “I will never hurt you.”

“I need you,” she told him.

He pressed his lips to her forehead like a promise, and she felt peace settle over her.

Then he was taking himself in his hand, sucking in a breath as he pressed that massive, pulsing organ against her opening.

“Gods, but you feel good,” he hissed.

He moved himself against her without penetrating, swirling against her opening and the little pearl that sent light beams of pleasure through her.

“Ra’as,” she murmured, sinking her nails into his arms. “Please.”

He nudged himself into her slightly and she felt her body stretch a little to accommodate him.

Immediately, she felt the same pangs of emptiness as before. She tilted her hips up to encourage him.

Jaw clenched, he pressed in further, his expression telling her how incredible she felt to him.

The pain was nothing compared to that look on his face. She jogged her hips up to him again.

He groaned and let her have it all.

There was a moment of stretching pain, and then the pleasure was blinding.

“Emilia,” he groaned.

But the pleasure was so intense she couldn’t speak, couldn’t move, could only cling to him, feeling the waves of it envelop her like warm water.

“Is this okay, my love?” he asked her through a clenched jaw.

She opened her mouth, and an indescribable sound of pleasure and longing came out of her.

He groaned and began to move slowly.

Colors seemed to burst in her mind. There was green for the forest, red for the eyes of his Kotenka, and blue for the bright sky over the garden.

She cried out as the pleasure lifted her higher and higher.

Ra’as slid a hand between them to massage her tiny pearl.

The colors exploded into a rainbow and Emilia’s pleasure surged and splintered as she lost herself to wave after wave of delicious rapture.

Ra’as roared her name and she felt him swell inside her and then fall apart in throbbing jets of heated seed.

The ecstasy went on and on, until at last the waves gentled and subsided.

“Emilia,” he whispered, rolling off her and pulling her close to his chest.