Chapter 13 #5
He strode towards me, heat intent in his eyes, only to be pulled short by the chains.
Something in the look in his eye, an intensity like he had something to prove, made me stay where I was.
He never took his eyes off me. The muscles in his body bulged, straining with the effort as he leaned towards me, pulling against the thick metal that kept him from reaching me.
Then the strands that I had been calling his hair reached down, and his tail came up, and they wrapped around the metal.
There was a squealing, crunching sound as the solid metal shredded like it was as flimsy as paper, tearing his bonds from him as if they were nothing.
He could have gotten free this whole time.
He stayed restrained because he chose to.
I backed up into the living room, and he stalked after me, slinking after me like a jaguar with cornered prey, knowing that he had me and all he had to do was strike.
I had always been his for the taking.
"Eun?" I asked, an instinct to reach out with his name to see if I could reach the man within the monster as I backed all the way into the kitchen, every step of mine drawing him towards me. My rear bumped up against the counter.
He was right in front of me, staring down at me as his tail slid back up my leg, his maleness jutting out towards me, shiny and eager.
I shifted my legs a little wider again as his tail found my opening, pushing into it and then out again with wet slurps that echoed loudly against the quiet of the room.
It angled, changing its shape so that part of it was stroking the front of my slit as it drove in and out of me.
I put my hands back on the counter behind me, unable to look away from Eun's captivating gaze, as he watched me like he was studying me, finding out how I ticked as he fucked me with his tail again, my peak rising and rising until I was coming apart, climaxing as he watched me, his eyes wild as I gasped as my hips twitching with his demanding strokes.
He let out a shudder as my inner walls clamped down around his tail, fluttering and begging to be filled by something more, something meatier.
But still, he did nothing but stare at me and wait.
I couldn't take it; I needed him in me.
I pulled my own shorts down, kicking them off as his tail slid out of me.
I needed him now, but the logistics of our height differences didn't make sense.
Maybe I could climb him like a tree, but I didn't want to.
I wanted him to take me, and he was just standing there, like he was using every ounce of his strength not to touch me.
I turned around, pushed down on the taller counter to lift myself up, and lay my belly down on it, using my toes against the side to help lift my hips up and give him a good view of how desperate I was to have the real deal inside of me.
"Please," I begged. "Yes, Eun, Yes."
He let out a low groan, a hungry sound, that sent shivers straight down to my toes.
I felt his palms settle down on my backside, his thumbs sliding up the small curve along the base of my spine as his warm hands drifted up to my hips, fingers wrapping around them.
I could feel the slight press of his blunted claws as he gripped my hipbones.
I arched my back to look back at him, the molten glow in his eyes a match to the searing intensity of my own need to feel alive, to feel in control, to have my cravings met and pounded to oblivion.
He shifted, staring down at the base between us as he angled himself, his tail lifting to help him adjust, to notch the head of him, wet and slippery, at the entrance to my heat.
Bare skin pressed into me, parting me, stretching me as he pushed in, just a little.
For a brief moment, I had an instant of sudden shock at the sensation of bare flesh inside of me, something I wasn't used to.
"Oh shit, condoms," I whispered in my own language as I remembered the thing I never forgot before.
Normally, by the time I got to this point, there had been awkward conversations and fumbling movements that took me out of the heat of it, giving me space and time to think about the things I needed to do for a relationship that could never be anything but casual.
What was between us wasn't casual. It was intense and complicated, filled with moments of passion and violence and the heightened need for survival.
I had taken a moment to ensure he was clean, but we hadn't had a conversation about futures or possibilities or how to prevent them.
He inched into me, his thick girth spreading me in a way that eroded my thoughts.
He was everything I needed, everything I wanted.
There was so much I was willing to risk for him, and every moment of my time with him, he had shown me that he was there for me.
Plus, he was an alien. He was a totally different species, so it likely wasn't even a risk...
though, then again, he was pretty humanoid-looking.
I weighed the thoughts against the intense pleasure of him sliding into me, trying to decide if I wanted to stop this now, then another wave of pleasure hit me, my eye lids fluttering for a moment as he pulled out just slightly, before he thrust in again, getting only a little bit deeper into me this time, the physical delight amplified by the intense awareness of his size.
He was a lot bigger than I was used to, and I had been with some big guys before, but his size wasn't painful, at least not for me. It felt mind-blowingly good.
The grunt he made as he pulled back a tiny bit and thrust in again sounded almost pained, like working into my tightness was a new form of delicious torture.
"Uuuuuuuugh yeeeessss," I moaned out, the words driven from my gut by the deliciousness of it all.
He pulled me back towards him, my chest sliding against the smooth counter, lifting my hips up in the air as his upper body bent down over me, one of his hands bracing on the surface next to my head, his breath hot against the top of my head as he slid in a little deeper with a deep, guttural groan.
He was halfway in me, and the tip of him was hitting my glorious spot, another access point for the huge, glorious orchid-like organ that made up the single, integrated system of erectile tissue that extended deep into my pelvic floor.
He rubbed against it with his determined, inching thrusts, spreading me open as he worked his thick log deep into me with desperate humps.
His tail slid in between my legs, stroking over the front of my lower lips, spreading them open, and rolling against me in time with the motion of his hips.
Fuck I didn't want to stop this.
There was no stopping it.
He was mounting me, penetrating me, filling me up, and taking me.
He was raw and bare inside of me, and even though I knew that the last thing I needed to add to this situation was the risk that our species were more similar than was likely, the one thing I knew for certain was that Eun was there for me. He would take care of me.
He was mine.
We groaned together as the last of my pelvic muscles relaxed, releasing their resistance to the intense stretch of his size, and he slid all the way in.
We stayed like that for a long moment, his breath fast and heavy in my ears as if he was running a marathon just trying to mount me.
Every nerve in my body was alive, my channel was quivering with the effort to take him, fluttering on the edge of another peak.
He drew out, and the sliding friction of his flesh inside of me sent me over the edge.
I pressed my face against the counter, my toes curling as my entire body ignited, an inferno blazing through me as I gasped, my channel clamping, needing.
He thrust back into me hard, and my gasp turned into a guttural scream as the blaze grew higher with the heavy rhythm of his breath.
Then I was lost to him, lost to the thrusts as he pounded into me, driving into me over and over again with rapid, hard thrusts that tore intense grunts from me as my climax grew higher, a firestorm whipped up into a heated tornado by his animalistic jackhammering.
I clawed at the table, shrieks tearing from my lips with every demanding penetration, guttural and lost as stars exploded, supernovas tingling in my thighs and belly, my thoughts driven into a space where only the darkness lived, my body thrashing like a wild thing, clamping and convulsing, trying to suck him in, hold him into me as he thrust so deep into me, pulling me back, taking me higher, smashing me into pieces, and then heat filled me.
He let out a deep, satisfied, guttural snarl as he held himself deep inside of me, his cock twitching inside of me as his seed filled me in a glorious moment of getting everything I needed.
There was a pressure of something inside of me, thicker than before, but it was a footnote in the story of the best climax I had ever experienced in my entire life.
Nothing existed but the sensation of warmth spreading through my body, the blissful aftermath of a mind-blowing orgasm.
He was bent over me, leaning on his forearm braced against the countertop, his thighs and hips pressed tight against my backside, his hand on my hip trembling, his length still twitching inside of me.
"Leija," he murmured as I felt another sput of heat fill me. "Leija, my Leija."
A slow thought drifted into my mind.
He just utterly wrecked me.
Every other time I'd been with a human man paled in comparison to the gentle yet savage feral fucking of this glorious alien male.
I'd never felt so desired or taken with such intense yet respectful pursuit.
He wanted me. He teased me until I begged him for it, and then he gave it to me until I lost my mind to the utter pleasure of it.
I pressed my forehead into the cool surface of the countertop, felt the trembling aftershocks of my world-shattering orgasm, and knew that I was done for.
There would never be anyone else.
I was his.