Page 2 of Slithery Heat

The reviews were glowing.

Transcendent experience. I’ll never forget this.

Multiple orgasms for days on end. I’ll be going to this clinic every heat.

You haven’t lived until you’ve had five tentacles up your ***. Five sticky stars.

Gideon remembered blushing like a preteen while reading some of the more explicit recommendations. He’d been tentatively excited about his stay at the Vaellian clinic. But now that he was here, sitting in a waiting room, his heat about to start, his heart drummed against his ribs, and cold sweat covered his neck.

He looked around, trying to distract himself. The walls were decorated with abstract art, thick layers of red and pink oil paint caked on the canvasses. Directly in front of him hung a print of what must have been the Milky Way—countless stars clustered together in the unimaginable depths of the universe. From how far away did the Vaellians arrive? He’d learned about their landing on Earth and the various peace treaties at school, but he’d forgotten most of it since.

Finally, the double glass door opened, and two men entered the waiting room. One wore a white coat over a blue shirt and slacks. He carried a tablet in his hand. He was obviously human, with some dry patches of skin on his cheeks and a cut just below his jaw from shaving. His hair was thinner by his temples. Gideon could always tell a human from a Vaellian by these little inconspicuous imperfections. No man could ever make himself look as flawless as a Vaellian shapeshifter when they assumed a human form.

The second man who entered was most definitely not human. In a simple white T-shirt and blue jeans, the tall alpha looked so strikingly beautiful that Gideon had to remind himself to breathe.

The alien had piercing blue eyes framed by long lashes, chiseled cheekbones, dark-brown hair that fell over his forehead in effortless waves, and a lovely shadow over his square jaw. And the body. Gideon gulped. Six foot five, shoulders bulging with muscle, trim hips, long, sculpted legs in those tight-fitting jeans… Yep, the Vaellians knew what human omegas liked.

“Mr. Gardinier, welcome to the Titanoboa Clinic.”

Gideon tore his eyes away from the sexy alien and refocused on the doctor. Then he scrambled off the sofa, realizing he should probably greet the men standing up.

“Hello. Sorry. Um. Hi. Call me Gideon, please.”

The doctor gave him the bright smile of a seasoned car salesman. “Welcome, Gideon. This is Siurin. He’s the lucky man who won your auction.”

The alien looked Gideon up and down, his eyes glittering like fresh snow. Then he offered a huge hand in greeting.

“Hello. It’s very nice to meet you in person, Gideon.” Perfect pronunciation, deep, melodic voice. Alphas like this guy never hit on Gideon—they never spared a mousy, skinny omega like him a second glance. Yet this godlike alpha had chosen him.

That’s not what he really looks like, Gideon reminded himself.

“Hello, Siurin.” Gideon hoped he was pronouncing it right. “Nice to meet you too.”

Siurin’s skin felt slightly warmer and smoother than a human’s. Even so, Gideon shivered on contact. They shook hands for long enough that the doctor cleared his throat.

“Since you have already filled in and signed all the forms, there’s no need for me to accompany you. Siurin has the keycard to your suite. It’s on the twentieth floor, one of our best rooms. Siurin wanted to make sure you’d have the highest possible comfort during your heat.”

Yep. Gideon’s alien was loaded. Obviously. The result of the auction had surpassed Gideon’s wildest dreams. He’d be able to pay off his entire student loan and afford a nice vacation on top of that. Apparently, the online auction had been quite the battle, starting with more than two hundred interested and ending with the remaining six Vaellians bidding on him to the last second. He had always considered himself too small and frail-looking to be conventionally attractive, but hey, at least aliens found him desirable.

“Do you have any questions, Gideon?”

“No. Thanks. I think I’m good.”

“Then I’ll leave you two to it.” The doctor winked, and Gideon suppressed a grimace in response. “There are panic buttons installed in every room of the suite—by the beds, in the shower, and three near the floor in the living room. In the seven years we’ve been welcoming omega surrogates at this location, we’ve never had an incident that would require the use of the panic buttons, but it’s good to be aware of them. For your peace of mind.”

Siurin smiled pleasantly as if the doctor had not just alluded to the fact that the handsome alien was a terrifying monster in disguise.

“Right. Okay. Thank you,” Gideon stammered.

A few seconds later, he was sharing an elevator with the hottest alpha he’d ever met.

He’s not an actual human alpha.

The suite was indeed luxurious—low, plush sofas, thick carpets, state-of-the-art kitchen appliances, a view over the city skyline, a bed the size of a football field, and a private terrace with a hot tub.

Siurin carried Gideon’s small suitcase to the bedroom and returned to Gideon’s side by the large floor-to-ceiling window in the living room.

“The view is great.” Gideon had absolutely no idea what to say next.

Siurin, on the other hand, had no reservations. He ignored the spectacular view and pinned his eerily perfect eyes on Gideon’s face.

“You are very beautiful, Gideon, and your scent arouses me, creating urgent pressure in my mating organ. I’d like to have sex with you now. It would be good for us to familiarize ourselves with each other sexually before your heat starts.”

Gideon gaped, too stunned to form thoughts, let alone words.

“Am I being too forward?” Siurin asked.

“Um. A little.” Looking at Siurin was making him dizzy. And the alien wanted sex. Now.

“I apologize. This is my first time with a surrogate. I have had sex with human omegas before, and I’ve given them great pleasure. You don’t have to worry that I lack experience. But this is the first time I’ll be reproducing. I am nervous, you could say.”

“It’s the first time for me too.”

“As a surrogate, yes? I’ve been informed about this. Your womb has never been penetrated. I find that very arousing. I’ll be honored to be the first to enter and fill your most intimate zone.”

Gideon would have to get used to Siurin’s unique kind of candor. It was shocking, but in a way, it made him feel safe. It sounded like the alien would be incapable of even the simplest deception.

Siurin tilted his head to the side at a slightly strange angle. “Do you like the way I look?”

Taking a slow breath, Gideon decided he should reciprocate the honesty. “I do. You’re attractive.”

“Thank you. As you might know, we can only affect our human form to a certain point. I can’t change my main features, like my bone structure. But I have tried to make myself desirable for you by improving my skin and my muscles.”

“Um. You have succeeded.”

“Good. I’m glad.” Siurin took a slow step closer. “Can I touch you?”

Thump. Thump. Thump. Could the alien hear Gideon’s galloping heart?

“Yes.”

Siurin roped his arms around Gideon’s back and ran his nose along his throat. The awkwardness evaporated. In one smooth motion, he pulled Gideon’s long-sleeved top over his head.

“I like your scent. Can I taste your skin?”

“Uh-huh.”

“My tongue might feel strange to you.”

Here it comes.

“O-okay.”

Oh Lord.

Closing his eyes, Gideon waited for the first real sensation of an alien touch. If pressed, he’d admit he had fantasized about it a few times while masturbating in the shower. What he would never tell anyone, though, was that he owned a dildo shaped like a Vaellian tentacle. When he was excessively horny, he would stick it to the tile in the shower stall and fuck himself on it. Once, he’d even gotten to his knees and sucked it like a cock, pretending to be servicing an alien overlord. He’d been slightly drunk that one time.

And this week…he would experience the real thing.

Siurin licked from his collarbone to his ear. His tongue felt long and broad, silky soft, and Gideon found it weird. Which aroused him. God, he was such a kinky horndog. He bit back a loud moan when Siurin continued licking down his chest and over his nipples, then to the waistband of his pants. With a few quick flicks of his fingers, Siurin got Gideon naked, apart from his socks. Gideon would have taken them off, but the long snake-like tongue swirled around his cock, and he forgot about them.

Feeling brave, he glanced down and gasped. Siurin’s entirely black tongue was wrapped in a spiral around Gideon’s cock. Pulling on Gideon’s erection, the alien sucked his tongue back into his mouth with a smack, looking a little sheepish.

“You taste lovely, Gideon. Will you turn around? I’d like to lick inside you. I can make my tongue long and thick. You’ll enjoy it.”

Dazed, about to be rimmed by an alien, Gideon shuffled around and put his hands on the glass. He stared at the city, and the city seemed to stare back at him.

Siurin’s tongue swiped between his ass cheeks, teasing his hole.

Did he want to back out?

Could he?

The tip wriggled against his closed rim.

Then it surged inside him, glided out…and slid back in.

“Ooooh. Oh! Ohh…m-my God!”

Not backing out. No way!

Like a little slut, Gideon pushed his ass out and spread his thighs wider, chasing the most glorious feeling in the world. The slippery, nimble muscle seemed to be made to massage all his sweet spots while at the same time finding new ones. It coiled and extended, bending in strange angles, stretching him on the inside while sliding in and out of him… This felt better than any alpha cock he’d ever ridden! Gideon’s eyes rolled back into his head as overwhelming pleasure engulfed his lower body.

“I’m… I’m… Aaaaah!”

He was about to warn Siurin, but the orgasm hit him too fast.

His hole clenched like crazy, his cock spitting cum on the glass in three spurts.

Siurin made a low sound, distinctly inhuman, almost like a dolphin snickering or something. He latched on to Gideon’s pulsating pucker, and his tongue began moving faster, shuttling in and out of Gideon’s loose hole like a thick, meaty whip. He sucked and slurped the excess of fresh slick. Gideon’s climax intensified, making him twitch and shake, and still, the slippery tongue coiled and writhed inside him. His knees buckled, and he wailed.

“Aaaaah! Ssstop!”

He would have fallen on his ass, but luckily, Siurin stood up and caught him in his arms.

“Was it not pleasant?” he asked, sounding worried.

“Uh. Yes.” Gideon struggled to find words while his asshole kept clenching on emptiness. Any words. “Very…pleasant. Just a bit too much. Intense.”

“My apologies, I got carried away. I enjoyed your release. I’ve had many omegas, but you taste better than any of them. Your taste makes me want to penetrate you.”

It took Gideon a moment to decipher Siurin’s meaning. When his brain got online again, he said, “You can fuck me. I want it.”

“Thank you. You’re very kind.”

Gideon giggled at the polite reply. “You’re very welcome. Where do you want me?”

“On the sofa? You might need to lie down.”

“Uh-huh. Good call.”

The alien guided him to the sofa, cleverly covered with what seemed to be a waterproof blanket, and Gideon plonked down onto it.

Siurin undid his jeans.

“My mating organ is different from a human’s. I can make it look human, but that dampens my pleasure during intercourse. Will you accept it in its natural shape?”

“I think I can take it.” He’d seen some alien dicks in porn. He didn’t like porn in general because of how the omegas were often treated, but this time, he’d thought he needed to prepare himself. He’d watched a Vaellian fuck a couple of human omegas with his black, oily appendage. It looked weird as hell, but the omegas in the porn flick had come all over themselves. In fact, watching it had made Gideon so intrigued he’d taken especially long in the shower that evening.

Taking a deep breath, Gideon put his feet on the edge of the sofa and offered himself to Siurin. He was loose and open after the wild orgasm, his mind pleasantly hazy.

The alien smiled and shoved his pants down.

Holy…wow!

That was bigger than the one in the porn.

And it moved. Independently. It bobbed in the air, curved up, then lengthened and shrank again as if searching for a hole to fuck.

“You’re…too long. Um…” There was no way it would fit inside Gideon’s little body.

“I won’t push far into you or penetrate your womb. I will aim my thrusts for your pleasure.”

Gideon took a deep breath, bracing himself. He was torn between fear and desire. Siurin stroked his spread thighs.

“You look frightened. You can close your eyes.”

“No. I want to see.”

Siurin leaned closer. The tip of his appendage opened like a flower with five petals, revealing a small hole, then closed again and tightened into an egg-sized bud. It snaked toward Gideon’s hole.

At the first touch, Gideon jolted.

“I desire you,” Siurin said, “but if you feel afraid, we should stop.”

No way was he stopping now. He wanted that thing inside him.

“Keep going.”

The thick crown of Siurin’s appendage pushed against Gideon’s opening and popped inside.

Siurin thrust only once, then his hips stayed still, a few inches away from Gideon’s ass. His cock moved, though, pumping inside Gideon’s hole, the fat crown sliding through his flesh.

It felt amazing. Absolutely glorious.

Staring at the gorgeous man between his thighs, Gideon moaned and shivered, precariously close to another orgasm.

“You seem to like it,” Siurin said. His voice didn’t sound as steady as before. He was affected too.

“I do. I’ll come.”

“I’ll be happy to provide you with several climaxes.”

This time, Gideon laughed, but his merriment was cut off abruptly when Siurin’s cock seemed to lengthen and thicken inside him.

With a wail, Gideon threw his head back. An incredible sensation bloomed from his center, and he exploded into a powerful orgasm that didn’t seem to end.

“My ovipositor is now attached to the mouth of your womb.” Siurin’s words were interspersed with those weird dolphin noises. “Your womb is pulsating with your orgasm. I like that very much. I will release inside you now. May I?”

“Yes. Yes!”

Whatever. Drunk from the ongoing climax, Gideon decided that Siurin could use his body in whatever way he chose.

Sudden pressure against the mouth of his womb made him reconsider for about half a second before another wave of euphoria forced a scream out of his throat. The final climax all but blew his head off.

He came back to himself sometime later. It could have been a few seconds or minutes; he’d never know.

Siurin was slowly withdrawing his firehose of a dick from Gideon’s slack hole. It plopped out wetly, followed by what felt like a waterfall of creamy liquid.

“I will bring something to clean you.”

Panting, Gideon lay on the sofa, legs spread, hole leaking alien cum on the blanket. The flood of juices dripped to the floor with echoing splats. He wondered if he’d freak out now.

But he felt mellow.

Siurin returned, his mighty black appendage swinging between his legs. He must have washed himself because the ovipositor looked clean and dry now. Even soft, it drooped halfway down his thighs.

He knelt and began wiping Gideon’s crease with a warm cloth. He looked fully focused on his task, gently rubbing Gideon’s stomach with his other hand.

“I hope our intercourse was satisfactory for you.”

“It was great.”

“Good. I’m glad.”

“And for you?”

“It was lovely, thank you. You’re very small. I like how narrow your anal opening is and how small your penis and testicles look compared to my ovipositor. I find the sight of your splayed body exceedingly arousing, especially now when I know how tightly your snug insides can hold me.”

Gideon chuckled awkwardly. “That’s nice, I guess.”

Siurin lifted his eyes. “You don’t sound sure.”

“Um. I’m not used to these kinds of compliments.”

“You’re not? That’s strange. Such excessive beauty should be praised.”

Feeling self-conscious, Gideon tried to smile. “Thank you.”

Siurin looked satisfied with the reply. He folded the soiled cloth and put it on the floor.

“I feel the urge to lick you more. May I?”

Between those perfect pink lips, Gideon could see a hint of a black tongue.

“Yes.”

Siurin’s expanding tongue poured out of his mouth and laved Gideon’s cock before swirling over his balls. Then it snaked down to his hole. Gideon sighed as lazy pleasure spread through his lower body. Siurin was careful not to overwhelm him, tongue-fucking him slowly toward a gentle, drawn-out peak.

Nope. Gideon wouldn’t regret his decision to auction off his heat. He’d savor this week to the fullest.