Page 11 of Hunter’s Valentine (Xarc’n Warriors)

Smashed up against him in the decontaminator, I got an up close and personal look at the alien shape of Mur’k’s cock. Instead of a single head and shaft, it had three sections, each shaped like a mushroom, one after the other. The thickest part of each section had a hardened ridge. It was huge, too, just like the rest of him.

I squeezed my legs together, desire making my pussy wet.

He was already purring, but when I reached for him, the purring changed, getting stronger. It had me wondering if his cock would vibrate inside me as well.

Ooh! It was hard as a rock.

As the decontamination unit made another pass over our bodies, I explored him, moving my hands languidly over the three bulges. The one closest to the base was the thickest, and I wondered if I could even take it.

Fuck it! I was going to give it my best shot.

Mur’k was gripping a bar at the side of the unit, and I could see his knuckles turning white—okay, light purple—from how hard he was squeezing. I looked up and saw that his eyes were closed, and the tip of one fang was pressed to his bottom lip, like he was biting it. It made me feel powerful to know that I could make such a strong and mighty warrior feel this way.

The decontaminator beeped, and I was lifted off my feet and carried to the sleeping mat.

“Little hunter, if you don’t tell me to stop now, it will be too late.”

Mur’k stood over me, every bulging muscle on display. It was fucking hot, and I wanted him now before my brain came up with any reasons to stop. I didn’t want reasons! I wanted the powerful hunter before me. Purple was quickly becoming my favorite color.

“Don’t stop. I want this.”

Before the words were even out of my mouth, he was dropping to his knees on the floor. Then he was on me, his fingers questing, his lips kissing, his tongue stroking. He started at my neck and I turned my head to make room for his horns. He skated over my collarbone and moved down my body, cupping my breasts in his palms.

I gasped when he sucked a nipple into his mouth. Then he moved to the other breast, giving it equal attention before trailing even farther down. My hands had naturally landed on his horns by the time he was at my belly. How convenient!

I gave them a squeeze, and he snarled. The sound was vicious and would’ve frightened me a few days ago, but now it just turned me on. I knew he wouldn’t hurt me.

I encouraged him to move lower, wondering if he would go down on me. I didn’t need to wonder long. I felt his breath over my mound for a brief second before he dove in. I didn’t know if it was completely by accident or if he’d studied human anatomy, but his mouth closed over my clit. My hands tightened on his horns, and I hissed, not expecting the sudden jolt of pleasure.

Realizing he’d found a good spot, Mur’k stayed there a while, licking, kissing, and suckling until my hips were bucking on their own and I was tossing my head side to side on the sleeping mat. His fingers found my entrance, and he was pushing two thick digits in.

I let out a breathy scream. He had big hands, but I knew that his cock was larger than two fingers. How would it fit if I was already so full?

Mur’k groaned and I lifted my head to see him touching himself with the other hand. Yup! His cock was much larger. Huge, in fact. And those ridges were even more pronounced now. What would they feel like?

Then he was finger fucking me, and I threw my head back and pressed my hand to my mouth to muffle a scream.

He lifted his head, and I keened at the loss of his tongue. He took my hand from my mouth and pressed it firmly to the mattress at my side.

“Do not cover your mouth. I like your sounds. They will not leave this shuttle.”

Then he was on me again, his mouth moving over my clit and his fingers driving a relentless rhythm. Something stretched tight inside, like an elastic band about to break. Every exhale was a small scream. Then the elastic snapped and I was tumbling over the edge.

I was still rolling in bliss when Mur’k climbed up on the bed and flipped me over onto my stomach, positioning me on my hands and knees. I arched my back as he lined us up and shoved back, eager to feel him inside.

The tip of his thick head slid in, and I gasped.

“Krux!” Mur’k’s hips jerked and his hand tightened on my hips.

My eyes widened at how full I felt. Holy fuck ! I’d bitten off way more than I could chew. There was no way the rest of his cock was going to fit. It had been too long since I’d had sex with anyone. Suddenly panicked that I’d committed to too much, I crawled forward on my hands and knees.

“Calm, little hunter. You can take me. Many Earth females pair with hunters. I will be gentle.” The words sounded like they were said through gritted teeth. “You are very wet. We will go slow.”

He moved again, still holding my hips so he could control the motion. I exhaled when he pulled out, but then he was pushing right back in again. I shut my eyes and tried to relax when I felt the ridge of the first section. It sank in, and I closed around its girth.

It felt good, but he was already pulling out again. Each subsequent thrust of his hips joining us closer together. Soon, I was impaled on all but the last section. He released my hips. I was rocking to help him now, my head bowed.

He reared back again and started thrusting with just the first two sections. Not expecting the intense pleasure from the ridges rubbing inside me like that, I let out a scream.