Page 9 of Aliens Snared My Heart (Awakened Womb #3)

9 / Paz

The sudden explosive possessiveness in Kur’tok’s eyes sent a thrill down my spine. He was already controlling, but every time I mentioned other Maeleons, he spiralled into a red-flag-worthy jealousy spiral.

Was it wrong of me to think it was kinda hot?

Honestly, I wasn’t that worried. I felt confident I could curb his bad habits before they set in stone.

Besides, we were alone and I was horny. I didn’t give a shit about his jealousy as long as he lavished his full attention on me. And judging by the fire in his blazing red eyes, that was exactly what he was going to do.

In a quick jerk of motion, Kur’tok pulled me against his chest. My back pressed into his scales. My heart pitter-pattered as if a hummingbird was trapped in my ribs. I’d never been so close to a Maeleon, and especially not in this compromising, intimate position.

As Kur’tok’s huge muscular body enclosed me, I felt both safe and incredibly aroused. I couldn’t believe the size of him. He managed to be both powerful and agile, like a grizzly bear and a racehorse had a baby, except the baby was an alien lizard.

Kur’tok’s thick breathing rattled in his chest, making it vibrate against my back. His nose pressed passionately into my hair. Was he smelling me? I blushed.

His hands continued to roam. The big palms sailed over my skin, leaving tiny electric jolts of pleasure in their wake. I hadn’t been touched in so long, I was sure that was part of my excitement, but there was something unique about Kur’tok. He drooled over me like a raw steak... which, technically, I was supposed to be until he decided to keep me as a pet.

Dammit, why was it so sexy that Kur’tok originally wanted to eat me? Maybe when I got back, Jaeyoung could check my head for a concussion, but that meant admitting my weird fetish. Oh well.

I hissed through my teeth as Kur’tok’s hand grazed my cock again. I gasped. It was hard and sensitive, no thanks to the big alien and his constant touching. But this time, Kur’tok didn’t spook and pull away. He growled louder, almost like a purr.

“It won’t break if I touch it?” he asked.

“Nope. Just don’t yank it off.”

His snort of derision was hot against my cheek. “I know that.”

The gentleness of his touch surprised me. He moved his fingers with great care and restraint, always cautious of his claws.

Then his scaly hand touched my sensitive cock and I lost all brain capacity.

I tossed my head back and moaned. I knew it’d feel good since Kur’tok had touched me before, but that was with his tentacles. I wasn’t prepared for how good his hand would feel. The smoothness of his tiny, interlocking palm scales felt incredible.

As he worked my cock, fireworks flared across my skin. My heart shifted into overdrive, pounding against my ribs as sweat beaded at my temples. I rolled my head against his chest and ground my hips forward.

“What else do you enjoy, human?” he asked gruffly in my ear.

I shuddered. His demands about my pleasure were so hot.

“Anything,” I admitted. “Your cock would be nice.”

He barked out a cold laugh. “That’s not happening.”

I pouted. I’d get it out of him one day.

“Maybe... we can kiss,” I suggested, suddenly feeling shy about it. Kissing felt like a step back from hand jobs, but I remembered the heavenly sensation of his tongue caressing my face when he’d licked off the fruit juices. I wanted more of that.

“What is kissing?” Kur’tok demanded. This voice was deeper and scratchier than normal. I felt smug knowing this heavy petting session turned him on.

“It’s weird to explain. It’s easier if I show you,” I said.

He narrowed his ruby-shard eyes. “Then show me.”

My heart leapt into my throat as I tilted my head back. Kur’tok’s mouth was so much bigger than mine. My entire skull would fit in his maw with room to spare, and since I was apparently a freak, the idea thrilled me.

I traced my finger along the line of his jaw. The scales there were tiny and smooth, almost soft to the touch. With some pressure, I parted his maw, revealing the sharp, intimidating rows of fangs. My heart skipped.

Kur’tok’s brow furrowed in confusion, but he didn’t ask what I was doing. It was nice that he trusted me enough to do this.

My lips trembled as I opened them. Every beat of my heart pulsed hard through my body. Every inch of my skin vibrated. As I leaned closer, blood roared in my ears. The moment felt stretched out, slowed down, like the two of us existed in an alternate dimension.

I pressed my lips against Kur’tok’s mouth. He went still except for the sharp intake of breath through his nostrils. As our mouths touched, I slipped my tongue past his fangs and grazed against his own.

A burst of arousal rippled across my skin. The wet heat was amazing.

Kur’tok hissed a shaky breath. Did it feel as good for him as it did for me?

I was about to pull away and ask if he liked it, but the next second, Kur’tok grabbed my arms and shoved his prehensile tongue into my mouth.

Well, that was one way to say you enjoyed kissing.

An instant explosion of pleasure hit me. A full-body shiver snaked down my spine. I arched my back, curling my toes. Kur’tok’s tongue was domineering and powerful. Its velvety texture explored the surface of my tongue. I happily turned weak and helpless as he kissed me. He did it with so much passion, I felt like my heart would melt and pour out from my ribs.

But Kur’tok forgot the concept of air. He seemed to need less of it than I did, since he kissed me until I was literally breathless. No doubt he would’ve kept going if I didn’t slap his chest and give a muffled complaint.

Kur’tok drew back with a scowl. “What?”

I gasped, then filled my lungs. “Phew. Couldn’t breathe.”

“Why not?” he asked impatiently. He bristled with pent-up desire, like he wanted to launch at me and kiss me until I passed out—which I wouldn’t be totally opposed to.

“Humans breathe out of our nose and mouth,” I explained.

Kur’tok’s tail lashed irritably. “You humans are too fragile.”

“Sorry,” I said with a snort. “Hey, as long as you give me breaks, I’m down for whatever. Including whatever monster you’re hiding in your cloaca.”

Kur’tok’s ears flattened as he grumbled, “How do you know about my cloaca?”

I grinned at his cute embarrassed face. “I told you, I know a thing or two about Maeleons.”

“Hmph.” His red eyes flickered like dancing flames. “Since you’re so aroused, I’ll present mine. But don’t expect me to put it inside you.”

I perked up with excitement. I was seriously way too enthusiastic to see an alien dick, even if he swore not to fuck me with it. I knew I could change his mind... eventually.

Kur’tok hauled himself to the edge of the pool and spread his muscular thighs right in front of my face. I stared in awe. Water beaded on his body, glistening like jewels against his pale red belly scales. The space between his legs was as smooth as a snake’s belly. Only a tiny ridge betrayed a secret opening.

My heart hammered in my throat as I watched Kur’tok’s hand slide towards the ridge. A low growl hummed in the Maeleon’s chest, like a ground-thumping bass I felt in my bones. His clawed fingers formed an upside-down V around the slit’s opening.

I licked my lips. I had a front-row seat to Eukaria’s dirtiest striptease from the world’s grumpiest alien.

My eyes widened as the slit spread open. I was enthralled by the exotic view. In slow and sensual motions, a thick, long appendage slipped out of Kur’tok’s cloaca. It rose, swelling and growing taller, until I thought it surely couldn’t get any bigger.

And then it kept going.

My jaw dropped as I watched the full length of Kur’tok’s cock unfold. I couldn’t believe my eyes. It was unreal. The shaft was nothing like a human erection. For one thing, it was fucking gigantic. It was probably the length of my whole body. Instead of skin, its surface was slick as oil, and the length of it was textured with tiny, spiky bumps.

I gulped. Did all Maeleons have those, or was Kur’tok special?

“That’s, um...” I cleared my throat. “Wow.”

A huge vein pulsed on the underside of Kur’tok’s shaft, making it twitch. Arousal jolted through me.

“Hmph.” Kur’tok grunted smugly. “Now you see why it won’t fit inside you, puny human.”

I felt a momentary flash of frustration. That couldn’t be true. If Levi and Jaeyoung both took alien dick no problem, why couldn’t I do the same? Kur’tok couldn’t be that much bigger than Zat’tor and Linn’ar, right?

“We’ll see about that,” I mumbled under my breath.

I’d deal with his arrogance later. Right now, I focused on the prize before me.

My hands trembled with excitement as I reached for Kur’tok’s cock. The second I touched his sensitive flesh, he hissed like a snake.

“Wh-what are you doing, flesh-bag?” he demanded.

“Touching you,” I said innocently. “Is that okay?”

His feelers undulated, pulsing with flashes of bright pink and red. “I didn’t order you to do that.”

“You didn’t have to. I wanted to do it.” I shrugged. “I can stop if you don’t like it.”

“I never said that,” he snapped.

I smirked at his petulant attitude. Looked like somebody didn’t know how to express his desires. That was just one more thing we could work on together.

Together?

I paused, surprised by my own thoughts. Why did I think about Kur’tok as if we were married or something? I did promise him I’d stay, but I didn’t mean forever...

Did I?

Kur’tok grunted impatiently. “You stopped.”

“My bad,” I said, getting back to business. I didn’t bring up my weird internal chaos, since I had a feeling it’d send Kur’tok into a frenzy.

Instead, I ran my palms along the sides of his throbbing shaft. His flesh twitched at every touch. The exotic, visceral feeling of his cock turned me on fiercely. I was entranced by him.

I tried to touch the entire thing but I couldn’t reach the tip, even when I stretched my arms up to their limit.

I grunted with effort. “Geez, how does this thing even fit inside you?”

Kur’tok shot me a smug grin. “So, the human doesn’t know everything about Maeleons after all.”

“I didn’t say I did. And are you really sassing me while I jerk you off?”

“ You are the one who is always sassy with me ,” Kur’tok countered. His mouth curled into a toothy grin. “But I like that about you, pet.”

I shuddered at the nickname. He knew how to rile me up.

My breath came out in trembling puffs as I ran my hands along Kur’tok’s erection. Its scent was alluring, as if bypassing my nose and shooting straight to my brain’s base instincts. The more I touched him, the more the hot arousal between my thighs flared to life. Jerking off his alien cock made me hard as fuck.

Kur’tok’s red eyes darted down my body. My lower half was submerged underwater, but his calculating gaze remained there like a predator stalking a fish.

Slowly, one of Kur’tok’s tentacles flowed towards me. My heart skipped a beat as the fleshy limb slipped under the pool’s surface. Every time Kur’tok touched me, I felt like I was in a dream, and this was no different.

I sucked back a gasp as his tactile tentacle-pad stroked my cock. His warm touch felt amazing beneath the cool water. I swallowed hard, trying to focus on pleasuring him, but it just got a lot more difficult.

“Hey, you’re distracting me,” I huffed out.

He smirked, fangs flashing. “I can do whatever I want with you,” he stated in a gravelly voice.

Arousal thrummed in my blood like a plucked string. He was right. I was naked and collared, trapped in his remote alien lair, completely at his mercy.

And weirdly enough, I was okay with that.

Kur’tok’s eyes flashed and he regarded me closely. “Why do you stop?”

He didn’t ask out of impatience—well, maybe a little—but out of concern. Worry stained his expression. For all his tough talk, he really did care about me, and he was terrible at hiding it.

I stifled a grin while moving my hands again. “No reason.”

Appeased by my answer, Kur’tok grunted and sat back. He spread his legs wider as the pleasure between us built. Low, husky growls vibrated in his wide chest. His feelers buzzed with bright colors. I licked my lips in satisfaction as I watched his reactions. He was seriously the hottest alien I’d ever seen.

I ran my fingers down the pulsing vein on the underside of his shaft. Kur’tok growled in delight. My heart pumped faster every time he made a cute sound. Was it weird that I thought he was cute when he was horny?

“More, human,” Kur’tok demanded lazily.

A shudder ran down my spine. I obliged right away. I shuffled closer so his cock rested against my chest. My strokes quickened, as did my breaths. My mind emptied of all thoughts except being here and now, having strangely intimate sex with the alien who’d captured me.

“I’m close,” I murmured.

Kur’tok pinned his cobra-like gaze on me. Without speaking, he lowered his second tentacle beneath the water to join the first. I gasped loudly, overwhelmed at the twin tentacles teasing my cock.

“Fuck,” I whined.

All the blood in my head rushed south. Feeling dizzy, I leaned forward, clutching Kur’tok’s cock to brace myself. It was tall and rigid enough to support my weight, and his sensitive flesh twitched against my bare skin. It all felt so deliciously obscene.

Kur’tok snorted out a laugh. “You look good like that, human pet.”

As he spoke, his tentacles worked my erection faster. I shuddered as ecstasy roiled through me. A moan slipped from my lips, long and languid. My hips moved on their own. They jerked forward, chasing the pleasure from Kur’tok’s silky tentacles. The sensation was divine.

“Can’t, Kur’tok, I’m so close,” I whimpered.

Kur’tok hissed in pleasure, then tensed. A visible pulse jolted his cock. Suddenly, Kur’tok roared louder than any beast I’d ever heard. The sound echoed off the waterfall’s curved walls, seeping into my bones. The raw, guttural noise sent shockwaves of pleasure across my skin.

And it wasn’t the only thing shooting across my skin.

As Kur’tok roared, he came. Huge jets of honey-colored cum erupted from the tip of his cock. They striped against my hair and back, as if claiming me.

The warm, thick feeling of it sent me over the edge. White-hot ecstasy crashed into me. My cock twitched violently as my sensitivity reached its breaking point. With Kur’tok’s tentacles wrapped possessively around my erection, I came hard enough to see stars.

I forgot to breathe for a few moments, then gasped for air. As I came to, I realized I was still wrapped around Kur’tok’s spent cock, clutching it like a body pillow. I blushed. He was probably hyper-sensitive since he’d just finished, but my bones felt like jelly. I couldn’t let go.

“Sorry,” I mumbled, embarrassed.

A rough chuckle rumbled in Kur’tok’s throat. His tentacles released my limp cock, floated to my midsection, then gently wrapped around my waist and lifted me from the pool. I shuddered as the cool air touched my wet skin, but I wasn’t cold for long.

Kur’tok withdrew his cock. It reminded me of a snail retreating into its shell, if the snail was really sexy. I still didn’t understand how it was physically possible, but hey, I was a diplomat, not a biologist.

With his dick tucked neatly away, Kur’tok placed me in his lap. The heat radiating from his chest enveloped my small frame. An instant feeling of coziness and safety pulled over me.

I sighed in contentment, leaning against Kur’tok’s muscular chest. I felt so at ease that I closed my eyes, ready to drift off to sleep.

A moment later, I felt a smooth, cool sensation against my cheek. It was Kur’tok’s face pressed to mine. He was nuzzling me.

Then I felt large hands on my body. My eyes fluttered open. I glanced down to see Kur’tok touching my chest in gentle, soothing strokes. My cheeks warmed. Kur’tok was petting me, but I didn’t feel like an actual pet, not like Kookee. I was something different to him.

The way Kur’tok touched me reminded me more of a lover. And since we just had sex, I guess we technically were lovers.

Why did I like that idea so much?