Page 13 of Lorrd: Intergalactic Dating Agency (Vaxxlian Alien Mail Order Brides Book 8)

In the aftermath of her first climax, it was taking Wren a while to catch her breath and regain her strength.

Conscious of her fatigue, Lorrd was being exceedingly patient with her, and she appreciated the care he was showing her.

She relished the feel of his huge muscular arms around her while he stroked her hair.

She was fairly certain if she tried to stand up right now, she wouldn’t manage to support her own weight. That was how weak she felt after experiencing the mind-numbing pleasure he’d inflicted on her with his vibrating tongue.

She flushed when she considered how much he’d seemed to enjoy tasting her down there .

He’d licked her folds while emitting sexy groaning noises that made her suspect he liked the way she tasted.

He’d also circled her clit—a part of her body that she’d only been vaguely aware of until now—and pushed two fingers partway inside her.

A shiver cascaded through her, even as heated pulses built anew in her core. Her breath caught when an especially hard pang thrummed between her thighs. Her clit. Yes, that must be her clit throbbing so fervently.

Would Lorrd touch her there again? Would he stroke her with his fingers or caress her with his tongue? Her heart fluttered as she considered what might happen next between them… what sort of new pleasures they might share.

She was very aware of his huge, stiff cock pressing against her thigh. Perhaps… perhaps the next intimate act they would share would be the actual mating itself—when he finally shoved his manhood inside her.

His fingers had felt big, and he’d only shoved two of them into her while plunging about halfway. Or maybe not even that deep. She wasn’t certain.

She reminded herself that he’d promised to be gentle, and he’d vowed not to hurt her. He’d also promised to stop if she became uncomfortable at any time. She was starting to trust him, and she didn’t believe he would go back on his word.

His hand wandered down her body, over her heaving bosom and past her stomach… until he touched the part of her that was aching most fervently. She whimpered and lifted her center up to meet his hand.

“Do you like it when I touch you here, little star?” His voice was a deep rumble in her ear, and his breath drifted along her neck, causing goosebumps to rise all over her body. “Do you like it when I stroke your soaking wet pussy?”

His crass words took her aback, yet they also caused fresh pangs of arousal in her core.

When she didn’t answer immediately, he commenced a series of teasing rubs to her clit, tapping on the button and then swirling her moisture overtop it, only to retract his touch the second she undulated against his hand.

“Yes, yes, I like it,” she finally replied in a breathless rush. Her face heated and the achiness between her thighs throbbed harder. She wanted him. She needed him. She ached to the point of unbearableness… never mind that she’d shattered only minutes ago.

His luminous green eyes met hers. As he held her gaze, rarely blinking, he resumed the caresses between her thighs.

This time, he applied the perfect amount of pressure as he tapped and swirled over her clit.

When she began undulating her hips and writhing into his hand, he didn’t withdraw his touch this time.

Whimpers and moans left her as the pleasure built, and heat enveloped her too. She felt feverish and wanton and free .

Yes, she felt free.

She couldn’t explain it, not entirely, but there was something remarkably freeing about experiencing carnal pleasure for the first time in her life.

Especially while she was outside the walls of Harmony.

Just as the waves of bliss started to descend, Lorrd removed his hand from her center. Before she could make a noise of complaint, he’d already positioned himself over her body. He nudged her thighs apart and situated his cock at her slick, aching entrance.

“I give you my soul, my body, and my heart,” he murmured, repeating the first part of the mating vows they’d exchanged.

Wren’s heart contracted. Despite her previous doubts, she was starting to think she would end up falling in love with Lorrd quickly.

She smiled through her tears, unable to blink them away. She was overcome with emotion, but she was also eager to be claimed by him.

“I give you my soul, my body, and my heart,” she whispered.

His eyes flashed with satisfaction, and he began pushing into her womanly core.

She gasped at the fullness, even as she realized he’d only pushed the tip of his massive shaft into her.

There was still a lot of cock left. She almost snorted at her own musings as she glanced down at their joined bodies.

His thick shaft was indeed only partially submerged, just the bulbous tip of it. All the slickness that had been gathering in her center suddenly made sense. The moisture would help her accept the intrusion of his overly large cock.

She watched with bated breath as Lorrd withdrew and then pushed inside again, but this time he went a bit deeper, and she felt her insides stretching around his substantial girth.

To her surprise, there was no pain. A small amount of discomfort, yes, but no real pain. She exhaled a relieved sigh, then whimpered as he started a slow in and out drive. With each careful plunge, he went slightly deeper, until she realized he was finally halfway submerged in her depths.

Her clit kept pulsing, and she wished he would touch it.

Stroke it. Rub her moisture overtop it. She was burning up with need.

Eager for another climax. Why hadn’t he permitted her a climax as he’d been caressing her moments ago?

Why had he retracted his hand just before she’d managed to fall off the precipice into the abyss of pleasure?

As though reading her mind, he released one of her hips and reached for her clit. She gasped as he rubbed his thumb over the throbbing button, not pausing once as he continued the slow, sensual drives into her pussy, filling her up again and again.

“Oh, Lorrd.” The pleasure was building fast, and she started moving with him, undulating her center to meet the steady thrusts of his cock.

He growled. “I like it when you say my name.” Leaning down, he playfully dragged his teeth over one of her nipples, then caressed the hard peak with his tongue.

Euphoric sensations flowed through Wren’s body. She lurched upward and the fullness became more as he went even deeper. He didn’t slow the swirls of his thumb on her clit, and she hovered on the brink of another climax. Just a few more seconds…

She gasped and reached for Lorrd, needing to touch him. She ran her hands along the sides of his firm buttocks as he maintained a steady pace of driving into her. Yes. Oh, yes.

Without warning, she experienced the slightest pinch of pain, and then suddenly Lorrd was deep deep deep inside her.

Certain that he was fully submerged in her tightness, she glanced at their joined bodies just to confirm.

Yes. Somehow, he’d managed to shove the entirety of his cock into her, and somehow, she’d managed to take it.

“My beautiful mate,” Lorrd said as he nuzzled his nose to hers.

“You’re mine, aren’t you? Say it. Say that you’re mine.

” He pulled back and regarded her with tender warmth, then he withdrew from her pussy and drove straight back inside, a bit faster than the previous thrusts, filling her up completely.

Claiming her. Loving her.

That was what it felt like—a primal claim, but also the beginning of… love.

Did an actual bond form between Vaxxlian mating pairs? Given the warmth that was passing between them, she was starting to wonder.

“Say it, little star. Say that you’re mine.”

“I’m yours.”

He emitted a thunderous growl—a noise of victory—and moved faster inside her, until she felt his cock swelling larger.

The pressure of his thumb on her clit increased, and he swirled faster, finally sending her over that precipice.

As she writhed against him during her second climax of the evening, the warmth of his seed filled her in a series of rapid spurts. A vague memory, whispers she’d heard somewhere in passing, resurfaced in her mind. Yes, his seed. That was what it was called. His male essence.

He shuddered on top of her as his seed continued gushing into her core. His eyes were shut tightly, and his face was contorted with pleasure, leading her to suspect he was experiencing a climax of his own.

Satisfaction coursed through her, knowing that he’d found a release while plunging his shaft into her depths.

Ragged breaths escaped him, and he struggled to open his eyes. Seeing him undone in the aftermath of his own climax also brought Wren a great deal of satisfaction.

How extraordinary that they could join their bodies together like this and find… bliss.

Tenderness. Intimacy.

Finally, he opened his eyes. “You belong to me now, little star, and I belong to you.”