Page 48 of Across the Stars (Cosmic Threads of Fate #1)
It never occurred to her that his species was so androgynous that both genders might share the same—or similar reproductive parts.
Peering into a crowd of his tribe members, it was difficult to tell who was male or female because both genders had similar builds, which was exacerbated by the fact that they had no social constructs other than the shaman-like tribe leader who spoke to their goddess.
Mae placed her hand over her nether lips, demonstrating how to touch her and where her entrance was. He explored her pussy walls and as soon as he pierced it with his long and thick digits, his eyebrows scrunched as if he were confused and searching for something.
A gasp escaped her lips as he pressed his fingers against her walls, instantly causing her to cling to his sides.
“You’re doing well, Watai,” she moaned, smiling and nodding to reassure him. “ Ayn syan. ”
Watai’s facial expression turned serious, like he was an alien male on a mission and Mae was his prize.
Mae felt a shiver run down her spine as she met Watai’s intense gaze.
He looked at her with a hunger that took her breath away, his piercing teal eyes fixed on her as if she were his only reason for living.
His eyes were like pools of liquid fire that burned with a fierce passion, and Mae felt her heart skip a beat as she gazed into them.
He withdrew his fingers and drew away, leaving Mae perplexed as to why, until he adjusted himself to place his head between her legs.
His thick tongue slipped into her entrance, delving into the core of her sex. She threw her head back as she found herself, for the first time ever, being eaten out as if she were his last and only meal for him to savor by the way he lapped and twisted his tongue.
Mae’s hands found his horns, allowing her to cling to him for stability even as she moaned out his name, causing the nearby creatures to fall silent in response to her calls.
She writhed, gasping, startled as her body was wracked with soul-shattering pleasure.
Every time Watai growled at her, she felt the echo ripple of his desire through his muscles, vibrating inside her core. It created a sharp and wonderful pressure within her, almost to the point of erupting.
He lapped at her, filling her, stretching her to the point where she felt she was going to burst from the pleasure.
When she opened her eyes, she saw his eyes, burning with desire and locked on her like she was the only thing that existed.
Mae whimpered as Watai drew his tongue away from her. She moaned when he flicked her clit with his tongue, almost teasingly reassuring her that he wasn’t done with her, and grinned when he realized her reaction.
Watai’s desire for her was impossible to ignore, his enormous cock exposed from underneath his leaf kilt and hanging near her body. It was almost the size of her forearm, with each of its three heads dripping seed onto the grass beside her.
Before she had a chance to touch him, he moved closer to her, his body pressing against hers. She felt her own body responding to his, her heart racing as she surrendered to the sensations coursing through her.
Watai’s hand reached up to caress her cheek, his fingers tracing a line down her neck to her collarbone. Mae felt herself shiver at his touch, and she tilted her head back, offering him full access to her neck.
Watai took the invitation, kissing her neck with a hunger that left her breathless. His lips were like a flame, searing her skin with each touch. She could feel the roughness of his scales on her skin, and the strength of his arms as he held her close.
Every glance of his fingertips across her cool flesh sent sparks through her, fanning the embers that burned at her core. His fingers teased at her entrance, feeling the moisture that already gathered between her thighs.
“ Nya nyi’xyayn, ” he rasped, his voice deep, husky, against the skin of her neck.
Watai’s fingers curled inside of her sex, stroking the inner walls of her desire and stirring a pressure deep inside her core, while his mouth continued to roam over her exposed skin, tasting her, nipping and kissing.
Mae moaned as pleasant electric shocks arced through her body, causing her hips to buck.
She yearned for more—for all of him. She wanted nothing more than for him to consume her.
Mae didn’t care about the trials or the prospect of owning a mount when she had the male who made her feel alive devoted to her very being between her legs.
“Please,” she begged, her voice barely audible. “Watai, please.”
Her words drew his gaze, halting his hand cupped against her core.
Her eyes slipped downward to the large twisted cock seeping essence on the grass beneath him.
She sat up, and he followed her lead until he was the one leaning on his back, in full display, with her reaching for his cock.
And he didn’t stop her.
His teal eyes had darkened to piercing sapphires as he watched her every move, unsure of what she desired.
His cock felt like a hard, flexible dildo—easy to ride and do tricks on.
Her fingers couldn’t quite wrap around the girth, but it didn’t seem to mind.
Something about the way each of the three tendrils flexed and moved as she rubbed up and down his twisted shaft convinced her that they could be used separately as well.
A groan rumbled from his chest as his member slipped between her lips.
She choked as he jerked into her mouth, as if startled by her action.
Her tongue traced the underside of his cock, following a thick vein that ran from the base to the tip of each one. As his twisted cock flexed in her mouth, she felt a rush of essence pour into the back of her throat.
It was hot, almost bitter, and tasted like sweetened espresso shots.
It warmed her from the inside out, and she felt a tingling rush spread through her veins, beginning at her throbbing core.
As he began to rock his hips forward, driving himself deeper into her mouth, his hands wound tightly in her hair, holding her head still. They both knew his whole cock couldn’t fit inside her mouth at the same time, and she mentally thanked him for allowing his three heads to suffice.
Her hands found his shafts, and she ran them up and down each individual one.
Her eyes widened as she felt something move behind her, and his tail caressed the back of her legs before slipping between her thighs to rub teasingly against her wetness.
The smooth, shimmery end of his tail ground against her clit and teased her opening, threatening to dive inside the hole at any moment.
Her hands gripped his thighs, trying desperately to find something to hold onto, as the steady pressure of his tail on her sensitive clit overwhelmed her.
Watai’s hot and slick end of his tail slipped between her wet folds to stretch her open. It slowly pushed inside her, stretching her wider than his tongue.
It was a strange combination of pleasure and a hot stretch that made breathing difficult. She yanked her mouth away from his cock, gripping his shaft tightly as a cry escaped her lips.
Watai sat up against his arms, peering down at her, murmuring something in his language that she couldn’t understand, almost like a prayer.
He pushed his tail a little. Pleasure flooded her, and she found herself pushing back against it, attempting to take more of him inside of her.
Her walls clenched and unclenched around his girth, feeling the strange texture of the strands fanned over the thick end of his tail as he began to rock in and out of her warmth delicately and gradually.
Her breaths became faster and sharper, her hips grinding against his touch as the pressure in her body increased. His thrusts became harder, faster, and more frantic.
Suddenly, Watai pulled his tail out without warning, leaving these tendrils inside.
As his cock seemed to swell and throb in her hands, something that felt like thousands of explosions all over her walls caused her body to convulse with euphoric waves of release, she let out a moan as hot seed erupted onto her in three streams.
Watai wrapped his arms around her, trapping his cock between them while their bodies shook in unison as he slowly pressed his tail deeper inside her, as if sealing the tendrils from disconnecting.
As Watai’s lips met hers, Mae felt an electric current run through her as if their souls were being pulled together like magnets in a deep, soulful kiss. It was more than just physical pleasure; it was a spiritual and emotional connection that was beyond explanation.
Their kiss was like a sealing of their fates, a connection was intense and all-consuming, and Mae couldn’t help but surrender to it as if their souls, spirits, and destinies were melding together.
Mae felt a rush of emotions as she wrapped her arms around Watai’s neck, deepening the kiss. She could feel the love and passion they shared, and it was like nothing else in the world mattered.
Their bodies were pressed against each other as their hearts beat in unison.She was filled with a deep sense of love and belonging, echoed by him, and knew that this was where she was meant to be.
Watai held her tightly, his touch igniting a flame within her that could never be extinguished. She felt as though she were finally home, and she never wanted to let go.
As they pulled away, Mae felt a sense of completeness and knew that their bond was unbreakable.
Mae watched as Watai’s eyes widened in surprise, his gaze fixed on her with a mixture of shock and wonder. “Are you from...” He trailed off, his gaze shifting to the stars above.
Mae’s rush from what she experienced just came crashing down, as if an asteroid had hit her world and shattered it into pieces. Her heart raced as she saw Watai’s face light up with realization as he pieced together everything about her—and whatever they’d just experienced.
“Across the Stars?”
The intensity of his stare sent a shiver down her spine, and she didn’t have time to process or celebrate the fact that they finally understood each other.
The way he said those words, it was like he was recognizing her from some distant memory.
Mae knew her secret was out, and she couldn’t hide it from him any longer.
“Yes,” she whispered, her voice barely audible as dread settled in her stomach. “I’m from across the stars.”