Page 9 of Myra’s Monster (Romance Among the Stars #3)

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MYRA

T yr’s claws tore through my spacesuit like a plasma torch through tinfoil. The first cut let in freezing air and made me gasp, the second tore away the whole front panel. Panic filled me as the air from my suit emptied into the garden, erupting from the rips in an icy fog. The suit’s alarm screamed for a moment, then fell silent as the alien pulled off my helmet and cast it aside.

With effortless precision, Tyr carved the clothes from my body. Despite his speed, he didn’t leave so much as a scratch on my skin. It took him less than five seconds to strip me naked.

I stared up into his eyes, my panic subsiding. This wasn’t an attack. It was an answer to my secret longing.

Desire radiated from Tyr, an urgent need reflecting my own. How had I hoped to hide this from a telepath? Stupid of me to try, and doubly so when I found him sharing my feelings.

Some, at least. Lust and curiosity, yes, but there wasn’t a hint of fear in his heart. Tyr’s confidence was like a rock, anchoring us both as his clawed fingers caressed and explored me.

Am I going crazy? I asked myself, heart racing and pulse pounding in my ears. He’s a Tyradyn war machine, not a human. Does he even have a dick?

Whatever the answer, I couldn’t deny that he got me fired up in a way no human ever had. I needed this. I needed him.

As soon as I admitted that to myself, Tyr grabbed me and lifted me against him. His hard carapace surprised me with its heat and a strange, coarse texture that drove my body wild. He brought his mouth down to mine, tongue pushing between my lips in a powerful kiss, probing and urgent. Long, flexible, rough, it felt nothing like a human tongue.

It was better in every way.

I moaned around him, body shaking as the weird texture invaded my mouth and pulsed .

Mine . The word formed in my mind as all other thoughts fled. My human.

I wanted to object, to fight, to resist. Well, no. That’s not really true. I should have wanted that, but my body was already a melting puddle of desire, and my mind overwhelmed by the waves of powerful sensation crashing through me.

Instead of arguing, I groaned and pulled him closer. If I’m doing this, I’m doing it all the way, I thought.

My alien monster’s hard carapace was strange against my skin. It looked smooth, but it was rough to the touch and felt so, so good. My nipples hardened against him, and my pussy throbbed with need.

Strong hands gripped my hips, lifting me against my monster. It was only when more hands traced their way down my back, sharp talons scratching deliciously, that I looked down.

Tyr stood on his hind legs, his forelegs doubling as powerful arms to lift me up. That left him free to explore my body with his clawed hands, scratching across my breasts with just enough pressure for his talons to bite. The pain blended with pleasure, and I moaned as he withdrew his tongue from my mouth.

Amusement filtered through the mind link between us, and a blush spread down my body. With jaws capable of crunching through bones, he planted delicate nibbles on my shoulder, my neck. Lifting me higher, he left bite marks across my breasts, then down across my stomach. He kept lifting until his mouth reached my pussy and stopped.

I groaned and grabbed his head, trying to pull him to me. My fear of him vanished under the aching need he’d awakened, and I no longer cared if he knew it.

But he didn’t shift. It would have been easier to move a statue. Three pairs of intense eyes stared at me as I panted with need, and the multicolored frill around his neck vibrated.

Submit. You are mine. Yes/No?

“Oh, fuck you,” I shouted, frustrated need overwhelming me. “Yes, god dammit, yes.”

I didn’t get time to say more. He pulled me to him, his flexible tongue parting the folds of my sex and sending a shudder through my body. Its weird texture made me squirm and squeal as he devoured me hungrily.

Needle-sharp teeth scraped across my sensitive skin, making me arch my back and cry out. That long, flexible, amazing tongue lapped at my lower lips, circled my clit, pushed into me. He was exploring, discovering my human anatomy for the first time, and doing a fucking amazing job of it.

My breathing ragged, I panted for oxygen in the thin, frozen air. His clawed hands grabbed my breasts, tweaking and scratching, driving me closer and closer to the brink of a monumental orgasm. His lower, stronger hands held my hips motionless no matter how hard I tried to struggle.

The alien menace wouldn’t let me off that easily. As I reached the ragged edge of my endurance, he withdrew his magical tongue and lowered me to a bed of soft black grass. I bit down on an urge to beg him for more, my body screaming with need.

Did it matter, when he was in my thoughts? Probably not, but it was the one shred of dignity I had left. Nope. I would stick to my guns.

My fierce determination was immediately undermined as my alien lover reared up over me. Chitinous armor plates parted on Tyr’s abdomen, revealing an appendage that made me pale and gasp.

His cock, if that’s what it was, looked like nothing on Earth. It was as long as my arm, thick bulbs swelled along its length. A strange, swirling texture of red glowed under midnight-black skin. Like lava flowing under an obsidian surface, I thought, mesmerized.

It ended in a bulge larger than the rest, flared and terrifying. I whimpered at the sight. What would that be like inside me? His size was terrifying, and I had no desire to be ripped apart.

The waves of his desire pounded through my mind, a hungry need that he wouldn’t easily sate. My body wanted him as badly, but I didn’t let it override my survival instincts. I scrabbled backward, babbling as I retreated.

“You can’t be serious, that thing will kill me. Please!”

No fear. No death. Only joy.

Was that supposed to be reassuring? I shuddered, but it wasn’t entirely terror shaking me. My body, traitor that it was, wanted to experience him no matter the cost.

With powerful hands, Tyr pulled me back to him and parted my legs. The head of his cock pressed against my wet, eager pussy, and a wave of alien satisfaction washed over me.

I braced for what I half-expected to be my death by fucking. And damn me if I didn’t think it would be worth it.

His upper hands closed on my wrists, pulling my arms over my head and pinning me down, helpless and exposed. My breathing quickened, chest heaving, as he lowered his face to me, long tongue extending to trace a pattern across my breasts. Wherever it touched, my skin tingled, sensations running through me.

When he licked my nipples, it was enough to make me cry out. Pleasure shot through my nervous system like lightning.

That was the moment he thrust, strong and slow. His giant cock stretched me, the pain mingling with pleasure, a whirlwind of sensations making me scream up at the watching jungle of alien plants.

Endorphins flooded my system as he pushed that first massive bulge into me. It was hot, burning hot, and my body welcomed it. But it was so wide, and his slow thrust stretched me further than ever before. I whimpered and bit my lip at the pain, reflexively pulling myself away.

He didn’t let me move, not an inch. And my helplessness sent another flood of wicked desire through me. I wanted this. My body ached for it, needed it.

God, I’m so fucked up. I squeezed my eyes shut, letting the feelings overwhelm me and trying to relax. To let him take me. He pressed harder, and my slick pussy stretched a little further, letting him in. The bulbous head pulsed as it pushed inside, and I fell over the edge into an orgasm like nothing I’d ever experienced.

It hurt, yes, but the pleasure was more than worth it. My body shook, my heart raced, and the world dissolved around me. Everything collapsed in on itself, leaving just me and the Tyradyn warrior, our minds and bodies pressed together until we might have been one flesh and one soul.

Nothing in my life had prepared me for this, and I don’t know how long I was lost in it before the feeling shattered, dropping me back into the real world.

My lover pushed forward, and the second bulge of his cock pressed into me. I threw my head back and screamed again, but this time it was pure pleasure.

My alien lover’s mind battered against mine as he thrust deeper, and unearthly emotions filled my soul. Some I could translate—savage joy, fierce desire, eager need. Others were a mystery to me, but all gave me a taste of Tyr’s heart.

I thrashed in his grip, struggling as he pushed deeper, deeper, deeper. His tongue explored my body, rasping over my nipples as I shook under him, and I lost track of how many times he pushed me into an orgasm. Each one was powerful enough to leave me a whimpering mess, but never enough for him.

Pulses ran up and down his cock as he buried himself in me, deeper than I’d ever imagined I could take. Words lost, I thrashed under him, struggling to reach him, to touch him.

He lowered his head, and I lunged up, sinking my teeth into the softer tissue of his neck. The effect was incredible. He tensed, a vibration running through his blue-carapaced body. Three pairs of eyes went wide, and the pulses along his cock sped up, his entire member swelling inside me.

The pressure from his mind changed too, losing all subtlety and becoming a tsunami of pleasure that swept us both away. As I tipped back over the edge into the wildest orgasm of my life, he bit down on my shoulder, sharp teeth digging into my skin and claiming me.

We came together in that moment, both our bodies shuddering as he emptied himself into me.