Total pages in book: 50
Estimated words: 46078 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46078 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
Azlan’s clothes perform a similar disappearing trick to mine, and before I know it, I am pressed against the warm yet hard lines of his abdomen, his tongue playing around my chin and neck, lowering with rough, playful rasps to find the more sensitive regions of my breasts.
“Just two,” he murmurs almost to himself, as his tongue rasps lightly against my nipples.
He finds my anatomy fascinating, and I have to admit I am equally as curious about his. We are both inspecting our respective purchases, though there is one part of him I am particularly intrigued by and a little afraid of.
At the base of his abdomen there is a furred sheath, and from that sheath rises a thick, gleaming cock which tapers to a narrower point. It is an instrument designed by nature herself for deep penetration, and I find myself clenching internally at the very sight of it. I notice that unlike a human cock, it is not a dry erection. Instead, it shines with its own natural lubrication, something that will make my deflowering so much easier for my alien mate.
Azlan’s big paws clasp my rear and lift me up so we are eye to eye, and as it happens, so my pussy is hovering directly above the hard rod of his alien cock. He seems to be in no hurry to take me. I see him searching my blushing face for signs of something. I do not know what he wants from me. All I know is what I want from him. Everything.
A lifetime of denial has led me to this wayward, lawless moment, a tryst of alien flesh.
“Once we do this, there is no going back,” he tells me. “The auction will feel like a meaningless formality. When our flesh becomes one, we will become one, do you understand?”
I nod with a little moan. I do not trust myself to speak.
“You cannot possibly understand,” he says. “But you drip with need. I will take your body’s consent.”
With that, he lowers me ceremonially down onto his cock, and I feel a moment of sacred connection as my lower lips part and his girthy cock enters me, sliding through the meagre defenses of my body, virginity destroyed in an instant.
“You are my mate,” Azlan says as he surges inside me. “I am your alpha and your owner. You will obey me in all things, and I will protect you and our progeny with my very life.”
I am being stretched in new ways, filled in places I had not known were so very empty before. This first thrust of his cock lays total claim to me. I hear his words, but it is the sensation of his flesh joining with mine that truly tells me all he says is true. I belong to him, because I want nothing more in this moment than to stay in this moment forever. I want to feel myself being taken, my body claimed. I want to be lost in what feels like never-ending ripples of pleasure that promise a climax yet to come. I am on the way up, rising through series of sensations that tingle and excite. I grip his mane and bury my face in his neck, breathing in his scent like a drug as he mates me.
“Yes…” he growls the word. “You are such a tight little human mate. You will bear me strong sons and beautiful daughters. My seed will ignite new life inside you.”
With every promise of pregnancy, he gets harder, bigger, and more excited, drawing me down on his rod with increasingly determined thrusts. I am not listening to his words. I am far too ensconced in the feelings he is producing in me.
I feel his cock getting bigger and bigger, stretching me wider and wider. Suddenly I can no longer contain the pleasure. Instead of swirling around my sex and nether regions, it is expanding throughout my body, and then seems to elevate me entirely, making me buoyant. I let out cries of excitement and writhe on his cock as I try to contain the feelings, but they will not be kept inside me. They burst forth, bringing with them shrieks of what I now understand orgasm actually feels like.
Azlan pulls me down hard on his cock, keeping me in place even though it feels as though staying still is literally impossible. I grind and I writhe and he growls all the way through, his paws clamping down on my hips in an attempt to still me. It is doomed to fail. My hips are bucking and grinding according to code embedded deep in my body.
He curses and I feel him come, his seed drawn forth by the gyrations of my flesh. For a brief moment, I have total control over this powerful creature. My pussy exerts ultimate influence over Azlan, as he throws his head back and roars in orgasm, the sound of his pleasure rolling through the relative vastness of the interior of his ship.