Chapter 10
Rosie
Rexus launches himself off the doorframe and into my apartment. The door slides shut behind him as he wraps his arms around my hips and lifts me. I shriek and tell him to put me down before he hurts himself.
"Don't worry, pet. I can handle you." He sinks his teeth into the curve of my neck and I writhe against him.
Yeah, this is definitely the best idea I've had recently. Get it out of the way so we know if we're even any good together. No point in being awkward and weird around each other when we could just fuck it out.
A conclusion I came to about thirty seconds after he left me alone in my bedroom. I'd caught the possum up in a blanket and locked it into the bathroom before changing into some silky shorts and matching cropped cami. I wanted there to be no doubt about what I was after.
Rexus clearly got my point. I laugh as he tosses me onto the bed. I've barely stopped bouncing before he's on me. His long nose nuzzles into my neck, and he licks my skin. I gasp and arch into him.
He lost his coat before coming over, so there's no barrier between me and his torso. I run my hands over his cool skin. His scales are softer than I expected, and the muscle under them is firm. I want to wrap my legs around him and ride him through both of our clothes from underneath.
Twelve months of sexual frustration and three months of teasing messages have coalesced into an impossible need.
My pussy is already clenching around nothing, and I'm about to start begging when Rexus moves down to lick my pointed nipple through my top.
His teeth close around the point and I arch into him.
"Fuck yes," I moan, wrapping a hand around one of his horns.
"This won't be gentle," Rexus warns me, pushing my shirt up until he can lick at my peaked nipple.
"Did I ask for gentle?" The words seem to unlock him. Rexus pushes up and off of me. He grabs my hips and flips me over. I land on my belly with a squeak, but before I can even adjust to the new position, he's yanking my shorts off.
For a moment I'm worried he's just going to go for it.
Especially when I hear his belt clink and zipper go down.
But then he's back on me. His broad hands grip my ass and the tops of my thighs, and he's spreading me wide.
I nearly jump when his tongue darts out to lick a streak between my spread lips and cheeks.
I yelp when he pauses to circle his tongue around my ass.
The touch is unexpected. Rexus quickly moves down to delve into my pussy.
I fist my hands into the bedding as he presses deep.
His tongue goes deeper than any human man's has ever gone.
He's practically flicking against my cervix, and I can't help but squirm.
"You taste delicious." Rexus says, pulling out and moving down to flick his deft tongue against my clit. "Tell me you're ready for me, human."
"So ready," I moan out, wiggling back into his touch. I whimper when he pulls away, but he's there again, firm against my ass as he presses one of his cocks against me.
I'd wondered if he would use both at once, but I can feel the second cock sliding against my ass as he pushes forward, inside. I nearly ask him but then he's thrusting forward and words leave me. Oxygen leaves me. Everything but the feel of his massive cock inside of me is gone.
"Oh, my god," I pant out, dropping my head onto my arms. "So good."
Rexus chuckles, and his grip on my hips tightens as he starts to move. His cock slides in deep and stretches me so good, even as his other cock slides against my puckered hole, teasing the rear entrance with every movement.
My legs shake as Rexus fucks me. Sweat beads across my skin, and my breath comes in pants as I take everything he gives me.
I want to ask him to fuck my ass, but I'm worried that it'll offend him.
Maybe that's not something aliens did. So I keep quiet because if he stops fucking me right now I'm going to cry.
The weird flare under the head of his penis rubs inside of me just right and catches on my g-spot with every thrust, and it takes practically no time before I'm riding the edge of orgasm.
"Yes, please. Harder."
"So the little human likes it rough?" Rexus says, thrusting harder. His grip on my hips is almost painful, but it's the good kind of pain that adds that little something extra to the pleasure. "Tell me, human, how much more can you take?"
Honestly, I'm not sure. I'm on the edge and prepared to beg as it is. My muscles are straining to keep it together, and I'm one good thrust away from an orgasm. But that doesn't stop the brat in me from issuing a challenge.
"Anything you've got."