Page 26 of Captured By The Alien (Starbound #2)

He laid her on the bed and stripped her, frowning when she giggled as he inadvertently tickled her.

“If you make a sound,” he said sternly, “I shall have to stop. Do you want me to stop, kalehsha ?”

“No,” she said demurely, and almost immediately stifled another giggle as he wiggled her clothes over her hips.

When she was finally naked he paused a moment, simply to drink in the sight of her. Vannla’s Sword. How was it possible to want someone this much?

Kara reveled in his gaze for a few moments, enjoying the desire that flared in his yellow eyes. Then she sat up and moved to the edge of the bed to tug at his waistband.

“Now you,” she whispered. “Get your clothes off, alien.”

“But I may have to leave in a hurry and…”

“Now.”

Slowly, he divested himself of his clothes. Kara watched as his hard torso and rippling muscles came into view. When he removed his trousers, she sucked in her breath.

Jesus. I’ve missed that giant alien cock.

It strained towards her in all its blue-veined glory. Vraxian males didn’t have testicles which made it appear even more impressive. She squeezed her thighs together as heat licked at her lower belly.

One of his serpetri snaked its way along her body, caressing her hips, her stomach, her waist. When it reached her breasts, it cupped the mounds and pushed them together until her nipples jutted skyward. Vahn stared.

“You are beautiful, kalehsha, ” he murmured. “I must pay you homage.”

He dropped to his knees before her and fastened his mouth to one tight little bud. Kara held his head as he licked and sucked, making her nipple almost painfully erect, before switching to the other one and meting out the same tantalizing treatment.

She bit back a moan of pleasure, conscious of the Vraxian soldiers just a few feet away. Small sounds would be covered by the music which was still playing but anything more might be detected by their superlative hearing. And any hint there was someone in the room with her would bring them running.

She tugged his head up and kissed him hungrily, her tongue jousting with his. Her hands caressed his chest, stroking his scales. God, he was making her so wet. She could feel the moisture pooling between her legs.

She leaned back on the bed and let her thighs fall apart in open invitation. Kneeling between them, Vahn brushed her glistening slit with his fingertips.

Temple of Ayanlesh, my human is drenched. He brought his fingers to his mouth, tasting her juices and inhaling her glorious scent. He’d always found her slick to be an aphrodisiac.

He took hold of both her ankles and spread her legs wide apart. She gasped as his serpetrus slid sinuously between her breasts and over her tummy, undulating lazily towards her core. Her thighs quivered as it glided over her pubic mound and teased her labia.

“Yes,” she breathed. “God, yes.”

She arched as the tentacle burrowed into her honeyed warmth.

Vahn tasted her feresh with his dendra , her sweet flavor filling his mouth as surely as if he was licking her with his tongue.

Never was there anything as addictive as his human’s nectar when she was aroused.

Kara writhed in abandon as the serpetrus squirmed through her folds. Her hips ground in and out, unable to keep still as it worked its way inside her and massaged her clitoris. It took all her willpower not to cry out in joy as a dozen little mouths pulsed against her swollen tissue.

“Don’t stop,” she breathed. “I’m going to come. Jesus, I’m going to…”

Her uncontrolled gyrations were making it hard for Vahn to concentrate. His scales deepened to a shade of violet as his excitement grew.

Suddenly her hips bucked off the bed. Her juices gushed and he knew she was experiencing jarna . He climbed onto the bed and pulled her face into his chest to muffle her cries.

Kara clung to him, closing her legs around the serpetrus and trapping it there as she climaxed hard around it

When Vahn felt her body gradually relax, he thought she might want to rest. Instead she whispered into his ear.

“Good start, snake-boy. But I’m not finished with you yet.”

She fondled his straining erection, reacquainting herself with the ridges of his thick blue organ and the dendra which allowed him to taste her during sex. Vahn struggled to quell the groan that began somewhere in his stomach.

Kara immediately wagged her finger.

“If you make a sound,” she whispered playfully, parroting his earlier comment. “I shall have to stop. Do you want me to stop, alien?”

He punished her by kissing her hard, claiming her mouth with a ferocity that left her in no doubt who was in charge. She felt his erection pressing against her thighs and ached to take him inside her.

Breaking the kiss, she pushed him onto his back and straddled him. Almost shaking with need, she positioned herself until he was pressing directly against her slit.

Vahn fought the impulse to lift his hips and thrust himself into her. Careful. She needs to get used to you again. He let her guide the pace.

Kara hadn’t forgotten the generous dimensions of a Vraxian cock. She took it slow, sinking down inch by inch. By the time he was buried inside her, her pussy was stretched wide and tingling deliciously. She sighed in bliss.

I’ve missed this. I’ve missed being filled like this.

It was as if time had unfolded and they were back on Minerva-6. Her muscle memory came flooding back and she effortlessly found the angle that brought her maximum pleasure.

Every time her clitoris grazed the thick band at the base of his shaft, heat spiraled deep in her belly. And when she rocked her hips, the hundreds of little nodules inside her – tasting her – swabbed her sensitive tissues in exactly the right way.

Luscious tremors ricocheted through her body and she bit her lip to stop her excitement spilling out.

Vahn watched her ride him and thought he’d never seen anything so beautiful. He cupped her breasts, running his fingers over her nipples, stroking and tugging at them. Her breath started to come in little gasps and she moved faster, surfing the tension that was building in her core and spreading to every cell.

Her pelvic muscles began to contract and she fell forward, bracing herself with her hands on either side of Vahn’s head.

Sweet Jesus, I’m going to come again. I’m going to come so fucking hard…

Vahn held back a groan as she tightened round his shaft. Bone-melting pleasure ripped through his abdomen, driving him perilously close to the edge.

He found he couldn’t stay supine any longer. He rolled them both so that he was on top and she was gripping his waist with her legs. Driven purely by his primal urges he plunged into her once, twice, and then…

Vannla’s Sword. I’m flying.

She whimpered as his thrusts ignited the final flame. He crushed her mouth with his own to silence her cries and twined his fingers through hers. You’re mine, he thought savagely. My kalehsha.

They came together in a white hot explosion that was almost totally, miraculously, silent.