My Alien Beast (Draci Alien 3)

Want you. Need mate. Need mate now.

My stomach sweeps low with need even as a foreign sensation lights up my spine. My body has never felt so alive.

So God help me, I don’t stop him when he reaches for my hips and drives them to the edge of the couch, and then his clawed hands tear the button of my jeans and rip them open.

My eyes trace down his throat and for the first time I realize that, dear God, he’s ripped. His huge shoulders narrow down to a ridged chest and tightly muscled abs that lead to a defined V and… My breaths shorten to gasps as I watched his double cocks descend from up inside himself again. He’s watching me watch him and it’s turning him on.

He rubs his thumb back and forth along my tongue sensuously and my cheeks hollow as I began to suck on it. The coppery taste of his blood is suddenly the most erotic flavor, combining with the overwhelming feeling of his gathering arousal.

And then he slides his hand down my panties.

I erupt.

An embarrassing truth about me—I’m a hair-trigger. Sometimes I can come from just someone playing with my nipples. People think that’s a myth, but it’s not. I’m living proof.

And I’ve just cum all over my captor’s fingers barely brushing my clit.

My captor. Shit. What the hell am I doing?

Clarity tries to fight with the fog of his desire for me… and the aftershocks of just cumming for him.

His bright purple eyes are wide with wonder as he pulls his fingers back out of my pants.

I jerk away so that his drugging thumb is out of my mouth. But his taste is still on my tongue and watching him lift his fingers, dripping with my moisture, to his own mouth…

His eyes blaze open when my taste hits his tongue. I know the moment that he feels just how turned on I am, that he sees into me.

Because he throws off his weapon holster and then lunges for me, his big body landing on the couch, but not crushing me because he’s careful. His knee is beside my hip, his huge cocks grazing my stomach.

Wide, purple eyes search mine but he doesn’t say a word. Instead, he lifts his still slightly bleeding thumb and rubs it ever so gently along my plump bottom lip.

And when he presses for entry, those blazing eyes still so intensely on mine, God forgive me, I open to him.

I’m immediately swept under the tidal wave of his wants and emotions. It’s a chaotic undercurrent yanking me along so quickly and so powerfully that I forget where we are, who we are.

My hands scrabble down his rock hard chest and my legs lift and wrap around his body. He’s a God between my legs and my searching hands find his hardness and clench around him, one in each hand.

He groans and his mouth descends to my neck. I shudder and arch up into him. “Yes,” I can’t help gasping.

A low rumble comes from his chest and then he’s kissing down my body. I whine at losing contact with his huge, beautiful cocks, but he ignores me.

I lift my hips when his hands grasped the top of my jeans and he drags them down to my thighs and then all the way off. I’m bare before him from the waist down.

But I don’t have long to think about it because he’s back between my thighs.

His thumb isn’t in my mouth anymore. I should be able to start thinking clearly again. But right when I might start to, his tongue licks right up the center of me. My eyes roll back in my head and the sound that comes out of my mouth might not be altogether human.

My hand drops to his head and his long tangled hair. But I don’t push him away. Oh God, I don’t push him away.

And then he licks me again and I thrust my hips up into his face. Shit. Did I really just do that? His long, strong tongue strokes inside me and then swirls back and forth across my clit.

It rises as sharply as it did the first time and a growl comes from First as he centers in on my clit. Oh God, he’s sensing my pleasure. He can feel it, too.

I don’t know why that thought turns me on even more, but all of it—the overwhelming physical pleasure, the fact that First is feeling exactly what I am, that he knows just how dirty I am, that I like everything he’s doing to me, that I love it—

I scream as I cum harder than I ever have before in my life.

He continues to lick and suckle me through it. And right as soon as I come down from it, he shifts so that he’s hovering over me, one of his huge, fat cocks in hand. Both of them look human enough, just bigger and more engorged than any I’ve ever seen.