Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 61982 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 207(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61982 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 207(@300wpm)
“Do you want to know what they feel like?”
I swallow and allow myself a little nod. I very much want to know that, and so many other things.
He closes the distance between us and stands beside the bed like a golden god. I am too intimidated to dare touch him, and he seems to understand that, so he reaches out, takes my hand gently, and puts it directly on his top cock.
I tentatively wrap my hand around it. My thumb and fingers do not meet in the effort, I notice. He must be a lot bigger than a human man would be. I find him hot and throbbing. I have never been with a man before. I’ve had better things to do, like survive, and build the kind of career that gets me out of the worst of the cyber-slums. I knew that having sex might mean getting pregnant, might mean losing my chance to get out. So I didn’t.
Even when I did get out, got a real job, and everything seemed like it was going to be okay, I was still scared, distracted, and busy, working and fighting with the lame guys in the office. I can’t imagine fucking someone like Rustle, for instance. But this alien with the monster cocks is making me feel desires I’ve never really let myself experience before.
The feeling I get on contact is… it’s like having something switched on inside me. He made me come in the shuttle, I think that was real, but I didn’t know how to think about it because all I could do was feel about it.
“Open your mouth,” he says firmly, but gently.
“Huh?” I am almost too innocent to know what he means, but then he reaches out and cups under my chin and helps me open for him. The head of his alien cock slides in between my lips and I taste him for the first time. His skin feels warm and somehow thick, more like hide than skin. There is a flavor almost immediately, hard to completely describe, but warm and rich and dominant. I didn’t think you could taste dominance, but maybe you can.
He holds himself still and lets me explore for long moments. I am fascinated by his form. I want to touch every part of him. My desire is becoming impossible to contain. I reach for his thighs, his torso, the hard planes of muscle of his abdomen, which feel much the same way in terms of thick powerful hide.
Arkon pulls back a little, letting my jaw relax. The moan of complaint I make as he does is primal. I wanted more of him, even though I could barely take him.
“Easy,” he says, keeping me in place with his lower right hand. “Your appetite is impressive, but I fear your desire is a little more intense than your capacity. Here…”
He presents the second cock to my lips, and this one, below the hard rod of the first that is now almost entirely upright against his belly. This one is a fraction smaller, and it fits inside my mouth, giving me the satisfaction of suckling on his alien rod. The more I wrap my lips and tongue around him, the more that erotic flavor seeps across my tongue.
“Gods,” he groans. “You are an incredible little creature. Look at you, so hungry for me.”
The praise in his words is nothing compared to the praise in his voice. He is making me feel like I am being such a good girl, and the feeling of being good for him is so warm I want to chase it all the way to the base of his cock, which I very nearly get to before he growls and pulls me back slowly.
I look up at him with a little smile and am rewarded with a very pleased expression in his nebula eyes.
“Let me explore you,” he growls softly.
And then his hands are on my body, all four of them exploring me at the same time, arranging my limbs the way he wants them, pinning me one way, then turning me the other. There is no escaping his grip, and I am too wet and needy to try.
“I forget I am supposed to be punishing you,” he murmurs.
“Punish me?” I whine the words as my hips gyrate with need. I want to feel his glowing warm fingertips on my pussy again, this time without any fabric between me and him. I want to feel his cocks, both inside me. One after the other.
“I think, for now, punishing you might mean denying you what you want as a needy little virgin.”
“But why?”
He pins me down on my back, one of his hands holding both my hands up over my head. He looks down at me while his other two hands hold my hips still to stop me from grinding. I need so badly to feel his pleasure. I am so turned on. It’s almost impossible to handle.