She pressed her thighs together where again, she wanted to be touched, to be held, to have something happen that would make her feel so good.
“You need me.”
Ella let out a gasp as Dhiro came into view. “It wasn’t a dream.”
“No dream.” He touched her side and she gasped, not in pain. His touch was like a beacon of pleasure.
How did her side become so erotic? Pleasure shot through her entire body, settling deep in her cunt. “What’s happening?” she asked.
“Your body is getting ready to mate. It wants me, Ella.”
“I’m not … this has never happened before,” she said. Her teeth sinking into her lip, she arched up, her body taking complete control. “Please, help me.”
“Tell me you want me to touch you. I cannot do anything you don’t want.”
“Please, Dhiro, touch me. Help me. I need you.”
He moved over the bed, and Ella ran her hands up Dhiro’s back, feeling the hard, defined muscles as he started to release her clothes.
She didn’t want him to stop as he worked her body. Each touch only heightened her arousal and need for more.
“Please, please,” she said.
The moment his fingers touched her naked skin, she felt like she was going to come apart. It was so intense and yet not enough at all.
Dhiro didn’t stop, even when her clothes were all on the floor. In normal situations, she’d try to cover her naked body.
This wasn’t normal. This was … an alien planet with a man who looked like he’d been gifted by the gods, and there was just no way Ella could deny him.
His lips brushed across her skin, going to her neck. Eyes closed, she felt every bolt of pleasure as it rushed down toward her clit.
As if reading her mind, his hand went to her pussy. His thick fingers slid between her folds, and much to her shame, she was so freaking wet, some of it was dripping. She felt it sliding between her legs to touch the seam of her asshole.
“Yes.”
“I want to taste you. Permission to use my tongue?” he asked.
“Yes, yes, please, yes.”
Dhiro went straight between her legs, and she sank her fingers into his hair as his tongue played across her clit. His teeth bit down on her nub, but she felt no pain, only more explosions of pleasure.
She needed his cock. It was like her pussy needed to feel him. She had to have his cock right now, to have his cum fed into her body.
This isn’t me.
I’m a virgin.
I’ve never been with a man before.
I don’t need him.
This has to stop.
It all made sense, but none of it mattered to Ella. Her pussy ached to feel him.
The way his tongue danced across her clit wasn’t enough. He wasn’t human, his tongue textured and longer. The things he did between her legs were obscene and addicting.
Even as she tried to fight her natural instinct to stop, Dhiro’s tongue and her pussy were having other ideas.
She didn’t know how, but she crawled out from beneath Dhiro’s hold and shoved him to the bed. This time, she removed his clothes, revealing his muscular body to her gaze. It was unfair that he was so perfect. But she told herself it didn’t matter since he was hers.
Skimming the tips of her fingers up his body, she moved toward his head, sinking them into his hair. “So not fair,” she said.
“What’s not fair?”
“You’re beautiful and perfect, and I’m not.” She whimpered as she felt his cock twitch where she straddled him.
“You are everything,” he said.
His hands went to the curve of her ass, squeezing it tightly, but the touch wasn’t enough. She had to have more.
Pressing her lips against his, she kissed him hard, tracing her tongue across the seam of his lips as she tugged at the pants he wore.
Dhiro helped by kicking them off so all she could see was his cock.
Wrapping her fingers around the length, she pumped him. He was by far bigger than any human male. The tip was large, no foreskin, and the head had copious amounts of pre-cum. Her mouth watered, and her pussy seemed to get even wetter.
How was this possible?
“You want me, Ella. Your body is getting ready for me. It knows what it wants,” he said.
“Please.” She didn’t even know what she begged for anymore. Nothing made any kind of sense. Thoughts of Dhiro consumed her.
This need scared the crap out of her, but at the same time, she didn’t want him to stop. Tilting her head back, she released a moan, desperate for more. “Please, I don’t … what is happening to me?” she asked.
His hand touched her pussy. “You’re ready to be mated. To be mine. Your body wants me, Ella. All you have to do is submit. Give yourself to me.”
She shook her head. “No. Courting.” She frowned as she hated the idea.