Chapter 12
Luna gasped as Balarr pushed further inside her.
Heated quivers rushed through her body as her pussy spasmed, clamping down on his massive cock.
She cried out at the sensation—the sheer euphoria of being filled up by him.
She wasn’t having another climax—yet—but pleasurable spasms kept affecting her nether area, making her very aware of the size of her alien mate’s formidable shaft.
He wasn’t even buried fully in her center yet. A glance down at their joined bodies showed he was only about halfway inside her. Her heart skipped a beat. Oh God. Could she accept all of him? Was it possible?
As though reading her thoughts, he cleared his throat, prompting her to meet his gaze. His green eyes glowed in the dimness of the room, and her breath hitched at how handsome and powerful he looked. His body was tense, his muscles bunched, as he gripped her hips and sank even deeper inside her.
“You will manage to take all of it, Luna,” he said, and the slight command in his voice sent a quiver through her.
“I am certain you’ll manage to take all of it.
Your pussy is already stretching so nicely around my cock, and your slickness keeps increasing.
You’re aching and wet for me, aren’t you, sweet Luna? ”
She whimpered, unable to respond to his question. But it was true. She was aching and so very wet for him. Even before he’d thrust the wide tip of his shaft into her, she’d felt the wetness of her arousal coating her inner thighs.
He paused within her depths for a moment, then released one of her hips. His eyes still holding hers, he licked his thumb, then he reached for her clit. She jolted beneath him with a whimper as he circled that extra sensitive part of her.
Still caressing her clit, he withdrew his cock partially from her center, only to surge straight back inside, a bit deeper than before. Her strangled moans echoed in the room alongside his growls.
“That’s it, sweet Luna. Keep getting wetter for me.”
His crass words sent a thrill through her, and she gasped for air as he applied more pressure to her clit. The euphoria continued building, winding tightly in her core, a bliss unlike any other. She couldn’t think straight. All she could do was endure the pleasure he was inflicting on her.
But just when the first wave of a climax approached, he removed his thumb from her clit and his fingers soon dug into her hips. A whimper left her, and her cheeks flamed at how pitiful the noise had sounded. She shot him what she hoped was a scathing look.
His lips quirked as he commenced a steady thrusting motion into her aching core. “Patience, sweet Luna. Patience. Once I’m fully submerged in this slick, tight pussy of yours, I’ll finally allow you to climax.”
“That sounds like bribery,” she said.
“Not bribery. Just a reward for taking all of my cock.”
To her surprise, his eyes danced with a hint of playfulness, and it warmed her heart—even though she was frustrated and on edge and desperate for an orgasm.
“Still sounds like bribery,” she muttered in a semi-cross tone that made his eyes gleam brighter.
He leaned down and nuzzled his nose to hers, then he straightened and slowly pulled his shaft nearly the entire way out of her. She quivered in place, awaiting the next delicious thrust, almost hoping he was a bit rough.
Thus far, she hadn’t experienced any pain or discomfort. Only pleasure. She sweltered with need, still anticipating his next plunge into her pussy.
Finally, just as he started to drive forward, she lifted her center to meet the thrust, causing him to penetrate to her very depths. She gasped at the fullness, savoring it, and she felt a tad victorious knowing that she’d managed to take all of his cock. Every thick inch.
A growl resounded from him, and his eyes blazed with pleasure as he stared down at her.
“Naughty human,” he said, a note of humor in his voice. “I hadn’t meant to go so deep with that thrust. You interfered. Perhaps I shouldn’t allow you a climax. Perhaps you don’t deserve one.”
“Stop teasing me, Balarr, and make me come.”
He almost smiled, then his visage grew serious, and he set a faster pace of plunging into her core, withdrawing nearly the entire way each time only to shove to the very depths of her aching pussy.
At last, he returned his thumb to her clit. All it took was a few careful strokes, and the orgasm swept through her in undulating waves that made her whimper and moan. She writhed beneath him in the throes of her release as he continued plunging into her tightness.
The first climax he’d given her—when he’d brought her to a release with his tongue—had been wonderous. But this… this was so much more. The pleasure quivered through every nerve ending in her body.
Her hands tightened on the covers and her toes curled. She gasped for breath as the pleasure went on and on, a seemingly endless wave of blissful sensation.
She suddenly realized she was repeating Balarr’s name again. Just as she had when he’d brought her to a release with his mouth earlier. She flushed at the memory and her core clenched under a fresh surge of arousal, even as the final remnants of her climax were rippling through her.
She wasn’t certain how long she lay there in the aftermath of the long, intense release. But she closed her eyes when her vision became too blurry, and she focused on trying to catch her breath. Her limbs felt weak, and she doubted she would be able to move anytime soon.
She’d thought the first orgasm he’d given her had depleted her of all energy—this one, however, had depleted reserves she hadn’t known she possessed.
She became aware of Balarr speaking to her in a soothing, rumbling voice.
But she didn’t understand the meaning of his words.
Was he speaking in Vaxxlian? After concentrating, she realized that yes, yes, he was speaking in his native tongue.
While she had no idea what he was saying, she took comfort in his words.
The gentle, affectionate tone he was using warmed her all over.
When she finally opened her eyes, he ceased speaking, but he gazed down at her with a look of unrelenting devotion that caused her throat to become tight and her eyes to burn with tears.
At some point, he’d paused his thrusts, but he remained buried deep inside her, and she felt the pressure of his firm scrotum pressing against her buttocks.
His body remained tense, as though he’d paused inside her mid-thrust, which accentuated his muscles, particularly his biceps. Her heart fluttered.
“Are you all right, sweet Luna?”
“Yes,” she said, her voice hoarse from all the moaning and whimpering. “Yes, I am all right.” She tried to smile at him, but she was so tired, she soon closed her eyes and her head tilted to the side.
“Don’t go to sleep. I’m not quite finished with you yet.” He withdrew from her center and gave a firm thrust that caused her insides to abruptly clamp down around him. “I still need to fill you with my seed.”
She flushed at his words. She hadn’t known Balarr for long, but she would’ve never imagined he would… talk dirty to her. I still need to fill you with my seed. Oh, my.
He glided in and out of her with ease, thrusting deep.
She savored each plunge of his thickness into her pussy, enjoying the fullness of his manhood.
She was relieved she’d managed to accept all of him.
She was also relieved that their first mating session was going well.
He seemed to be enjoying himself. Likewise, she was relishing the experience of becoming Balarr’s mate.
Her eyes burned anew as she considered the sacred mating vows they’d exchanged.
His resolute tone had left her in no doubt of his intentions—he planned to be a good mate to her.
While his people needed human females for procreation purposes, he didn’t view her as a broodmare—he saw her as a person. And he planned to be affectionate.
As he increased the pace of his thrusts, she swore he suddenly felt larger and harder. His grip on her hips tightened, and a fierce growl vibrated from his chest.
Then it happened.
The first spurt of his seed filled her. It was so warm, and the amount was so vast, that she felt it strike her insides and spill out of her pussy to coat her inner thighs. Spurt after spurt filled her.
Balarr’s eyes rolled back in his head, his face twisted with pleasure, and he emitted another thunderous growl.
Her pulse spiked as she watched him during the throes of his own climax. She liked seeing him like this—thrusting into her with abandon, lost in the surging waves of his own immense pleasure. Pleasure he’d reached while they were consummating their mating union.
Her heart swelled with affection. Reaching for him, she ran her hands up and down his chest as he gave one final thrust into her core, and one final spurt of his seed.
Panting breathlessly, he stared down at her. His eyes were glazed over, as though he wasn’t quite back to himself. Yes, she very much liked seeing this unhinged side of him.
Suddenly, she remembered their earlier conversation—when she’d asked if this was his first time too.
He’d said no, which meant he’d been mated once before.
Vaxxlians mated for life, which also meant he’d lost his wife.
Her spirits sank at the thought. It had probably happened during the war against the Irrcons.
Would he eventually open up to her? Well, he had promised they would talk about it later. In time, maybe he would reveal more about his past, the dark times and the happier times.
She couldn’t deny how curious she was about him, and she longed to understand the experiences that had shaped this massive Vaxxlian warrior who was now her mate.
A sense of disbelief swirled around her as realization truly sank in.
They’d exchanged the mating vows of his people.
And they’d consummated their union.
She officially belonged to him, and he belonged to her.
A gasp left her as he carefully withdrew his cock from her center, and she flushed when she felt a gush of his seed leaking out of her. But he didn’t seem concerned with the mess, even though it was soaking through the covers.
He moved beside her, then gently placed her on his lap. As he held her close, cradling her in his strong arms, he pressed his forehead to hers.
“My mate,” he said. “My sweet Luna.”