Total pages in book: 126
Estimated words: 124077 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 620(@200wpm)___ 496(@250wpm)___ 414(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 124077 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 620(@200wpm)___ 496(@250wpm)___ 414(@300wpm)
The panties themselves were even more daring—they were crotchless and their tiny, lacy strings framed her pussy beautifully.
Terra stared at herself in the living mirror and felt sexy and hot.
The outfit reminded her faintly of something she might once have worn at the Doll House, but there was an enormous difference. Those costumes had been like armor—they were purely about her performance. They were something she put on because men paid to look at a version of Terra that didn’t really exist.
This felt different—classier, somehow, despite showing considerably more skin than most of her old stage outfits. Because she had chosen it for one man—her husband.
Terra smiled at her reflection. Then she took a breath and stepped through the vines back into the bedroom. Taurex was standing near the enormous window with his back to her, looking out over the glowing forest.
“Baby?” she said.
He turned around and his eyes went wide.
Terra suddenly felt every bit as nervous as she had the first time she walked onto a stage.
Taurex’s gaze moved slowly from her face downward, and his golden irises darkened with lust.
Terra felt heat spread through her body from the way he was looking at her.
“Well?” she asked, giving him a flirty little smile. She turned in a slow circle, letting him see the open back and the way the lace hugged her ass. “What do you think?”
Taurex swallowed hard.
“I think I am the luckiest male in the known universe.” His eyes raked over her once again. “And the hardest.”
She laughed softly.
“Oh, did I make you hard?”
Terra crossed the distance between them and looked down. The front of Taurex’s formal trousers strained around an enormous shaft that seemed even more intimidating now that she knew they were finally going to do something about it.
Still, she couldn’t resist teasing him. Placing her palm against the bulge, she rubbed slowly, feeling his heat.
Taurex groaned and his eyes closed briefly.
“Terra…lovely one…”
“Yes, baby?” she murmured.
“You know that you’re driving me crazy right now, don’t you?” he growled.
“Maybe.”
She stroked him again through the fabric, marveling at the thickness and length. Her new husband really was hung like a bull.
Taurex groaned and his hips moved involuntarily, thrusting into her hand. Terra felt a thrill—this huge, powerful male who could negotiate with alien governments and kill dangerous men without hesitation was trembling because she was touching him. She loved that.
But after another moment she stopped—not because she didn’t want him—because she did, very much. She stopped because she wanted to see it again—to hold his bare cock in her hand and feel it inside her. She looked down at the enormous shape beneath her hand and felt a flicker of nervousness move through her desire at the thought. But there was no other way to complete their bond and that was what she wanted more than anything.
Taurex’s eyes opened immediately.
“Is there something wrong, lovely one? Why did you stop?” he asked, his voice coming out slightly hoarse.
“Nothing’s wrong.” Terra looked up at him. “I want this, baby. I really, really want to be with you.”
His expression softened.
“But?”
Terra nodded toward the front of his trousers.
“But your equipment is huge.”
Taurex glanced downward as though he had somehow forgotten what was there and Terra laughed nervously.
“I mean, I want to do this, but how? I mean, I saw it when we were in your bathing pool. But seeing something and thinking, ‘wow, that’s enormous,’ is very different from realizing you’re actually planning to put it inside me.”
Taurex’s mouth twitched, but he didn’t laugh at her. Instead, he took her hand and kissed her knuckles.
“Please don’t fear me, lovely one—I would never hurt you. And we will not proceed unless your body is ready.”
“I know that,” Terra assured him. “I’m just wondering how we’re going to manage this. I mean, I’m just not sure how my body is ever going to be that ready.”
He cupped her cheek in one big hand.
“You don’t need to fear. I can help you take me.”
She looked up at him.
“How?”
“All Monstrum males have a compound in our saliva that assists our mates in accommodating us,” Taurex told her.
“What? Really?” Terra couldn’t conceal her surprise. “That’s a thing?”
“It most definitely is ‘a thing,’” Taurex rumbled. “It is a biochemical compound. When absorbed by a female’s intimate tissues, it increases elasticity and relaxation.”
She stared at him.
“So you’re telling me your saliva is basically alien sexual lubricant?”
Taurex frowned.
“That is an oversimplification.”
“But not an inaccurate one,” she pointed out.
He considered for a moment.
“Well…no.”
Terra couldn’t help laughing.
“Of course you have magic sex spit.”
“It is not magical,” he objected.
Terra put a hand on her hip.
“Everything on this ship is alive, your Goddess talks directly to you, and you have spit that makes giant alien anatomy fit inside human women. I’m calling it magic.”
Taurex sighed.
“Very well, you can call it anything you want. You simply have to let me taste you again. Can you do that, lovely one?”