Page 54 of Saved By the Alien Hybrid

“It won’t glow in the light,” he said defensively.

That only made her laugh again. “That is not the pertinent part of what I said.”

He dipped his head, snuffling at the curve of her neck. “But you smell like me,” he said, tone dripping with sultry possessiveness. “Likemine.”

Her pussy throbbed at the words, even as she scoffed. “What’s a good time for you will be a very sticky, musky time for me. The cum gets washed off.”

He growled, nipping her shoulder, but he cupped a handful of water and poured it over her chest all the same. She laid her head back against his shoulder and closed her eyes as he lazily washed her, smoothing his hands over her chest and rinsing them in the water before returning to the task. She’d never done this with anyone before. Either her hookup was out the door, or she was the moment they caught their breath. It was… nice.

When all six of his fingers danced over her nipple, she squirmed in his embrace. Her pussy was still throbbing with unsatisfied arousal, but she’d been content to leave it at that until he started petting her.

“What is it?” he asked, voice husky in her ear.

“Feels good.”

Experimentally, he strummed his fingers over her again, earning a soft gasp. “Your breasts are sensitive?”

“Very.”

His purring grew louder as he circled the erect peak with one finger, tracing the edges of her areola. “Do you… also take release?” He pinched her gently, making her back arch as she bit back on a groan.

“Y-yes. I do.”

“Can you come from this?” He cupped both breasts, teasing her nipples with his thumbs.

“No,” she gasped, though she was beginning to wonder if she could.

His hands paused their exploration, allowing the tension in her spine to release. “Your anatomy is different,” he said in atone that sounded like an apology. “I… I am not sure how to please you.”

Of course—she was sure they didn’t bother covering sex ed with the hybrids. They were purpose-bred, little more than organic machines to the Aurillon. The thought spiked anger within her.

Her hands pressed over Rentir’s, threading their fingers together. “I can show you. Do you want that, Rentir?”

“Yes.”

CHAPTER 24

Rentir’scock was already hard again, digging into one of the little divots in Cordelia’s lower back. She wiggled in his lap, trapping it between them as she got comfortable.

“Well,” she said in a musing tone, leaning her head on his shoulder. “The first thing is that being touched basically anywhere as a human feels good. My skin is sensitive all over, especially to light touches.”

She dragged their linked fingertips over her collarbone in demonstration, and he felt her contented sigh at the touch.

“But some places are more sensitive than others,” she continued. “Like here.”

She circled the dark bud of her nipple with his fingers, gasping softly and arching against him. His free hand came up to tease the other, exploring the difference in texture between her soft breast and her tightened nipple.

“Oh, that’s good, Rentir.” She praised him, nuzzling beneath his chin as he explored her.

His cock twitched at the sound of his name in that tone. He loved when she praised him. Suddenly, all he wanted in life was to give her more reasons to do so.

“Where else?” His voice was pleading.

She laughed softly at his eagerness, but he was too engrossed in her to be embarrassed about it. Her hand dragged his over the soft curve of her stomach, down to a patch of coarse fur. His fingers sifted through it to the soft skin beneath and slid into what felt like a wet slit.

“This is… hmm.” She loosed another husky laugh. “I don’t know if I should be giving you the scientific names or the slang.”

“Which do you prefer?” His fingers teased through the slippery substance that coated her, making her breath hitch.