Chapter 21
Breed me now, foreplay later
Melanie
Ghauro’s hand slithered up my stomach as I opened my eyes, my back comfortably nestled against his chest in our own mating bed.
Today, we were supposed to go back to the space station for the monthly check-up.
Even if we knew I wasn’t pregnant because we only started to have sex after my ovulation was over, we were still required to attend.
Not only for them to ask me their medical questions and check up on me, but also because Granny was supposed to be here, and we had to go pick her and Ernesto up, which I was both excited and anxious about.
Also, I was to meet with the next human bride and “reassure her” that I was treated well before leading her to meet her own alien husband, which was an entirely different species and had nothing to do with the Tauris.
How would I know if this particular species would treat her properly? Maybe these ones were human eaters…
I arched against Ghauro, stretching my limbs after spending the whole night in his arms with limited movements.
“What are you doing,” he grumbled, nuzzling his face against the top of my head.
His hand grabbed my hip, preventing me from moving. Preventing my ass from grinding against his cock.
“I’m just waking up. I need to stretch, you’re stuck against me all night and my limbs are sore.”
He pulled away, making me turn toward him and the change of position actually did wonders for my back. And my mood, as I was now staring straight into my handsome husband’s eyes.
Circling both his arms around me, he pulled me close, only to take a deep inhale of my hair. “What is this?” he asked, sliding his nose down the side of my face to smell my neck. “Why do you smell different?”
Did I? Last time he said my scent had changed, I was on my period and he’d been freaking out and fussing over me for four days straight, saying Tauri females only bled for twenty-four hours but were in unbearable pain.
My cramps were usually bad, but unlike some other women, not bad enough to be stuck in bed all day.
Ghauro hadn’t cared about that; he had carried me from the bed to the springs, washed me as I held onto him like a lifeline, fucked me senseless in the water when my pain wasn’t too high and fed me everytime he thought he heard my stomach make a sound.
No one had ever cared for me like this.
“What do I smell like?” I asked, lifting my arms to check my armpits. Maybe I stank…the weather was getting kinda warm and sleeping in his arms might be comfy, but the male was like a furnace.
“Good.”
He held me tighter, plastering my naked breasts to his chiseled chest as his nose traveled the length of my throat with soft grunts. Ghauro’s hips shifted, the tip of his cock pressing between my closed thighs and sliding along my slick clit.
I got quite close and personal with said cock in the last few weeks, and I had to say it felt…different today.
I moaned as I felt the three consecutive rings. “Ghauro, I—”
He flipped me on my back, eyes burning, and settled between my thighs. My eyes widened at the crazed look on his face as he leaned over me, parting my legs wide, his gaze transfixed on the tip of his cock nestled against my soaked entrance.
“You are in heat,” he groaned. “The human said it would not happen for a few more days, what—”
“It’s not an exact science,” I said, closing one hand around his length, feeling the three swollen rings pulse under the velvety skin. “He gave you an average…Every woman is different, and our cycles aren’t always regular, especially if our environment changes drastically.”
“We—” He groaned as a bead of pre-cum leaked from his tip, hands tightening in a bruising grip on the inside of my thighs. “We have not talked about it since you decided to stay.”
We hadn’t? I thought it was clear… “You…still don’t want us to try?” I asked warily as I shifted my hips under him, rubbing my aching pussy against the underside of his cock. Damn, I was constantly soaked for this man…
“Do you want us to try?” he asked back, his voice strained. “You are not trying to leave as fast as possible anymore, I thought maybe you wanted to wait now.”
I bit my lip to hold back another moan as his slow thrusts stuttered, finding pleasure between my wet center and half closed hand.
“I don’t,” I breathed out. “Want to wait, I mean. I don’t want to wait…I—”
I gasped as he lifted my ass off the mattress and pulled me closer, positioning his parted knees under it.
His eyes gleamed when he guided the tip of his cock at my entrance and coated it with my arousal.
“Once I am inside of you, I will not pull out until I am completely empty,” he warned and I gave him an eager nod.
“It will take longer than it usually does, and you will have to come…a lot. Until it may hurt.”
I shivered at the prospect. I wasn’t sure what magic his cock and cum did to me, but everytime he started throbbing and coming inside of me, my orgasms were relentless, leaving me a shaking and feverish mess when we were done.
“Stop threatening me with a good time and fill my pussy with your cum, Ghauro,” I begged, trying to shift my hips to relieve the needy ache.
He tilted his head in question as he brought his fingers to my clit but I grabbed his wrist. “No. I’m too horny right now, and I want to come on your cock. Breed me now, foreplay later.”
So he fucking did.
I wasn’t prepared for the rough way he drove into me, but I welcomed the ache.
Welcomed the crazed focus in his eyes, the claiming grip of his hand on my hips, the love bites on my nipples, breasts and neck.
His chiseled abs rippled with each of his deep, frantic thrusts.
The animalistic sounds coming out of his throat mingled with my broken moans in an obscene song.
It felt perfect.
It felt right.
Like we’d been meant to do this from the start.
When his thumb found my clit, my back arched away from the bed and my eyes rolled in the back of my head,
“Good, assa perti,” he groaned, increasing his pace. “Milk me dry and take your pleasure from my cock.”
Why was his voice, his words such a fucking turn on? The pressure that had been building from the moment he slammed into me snapped and my body jolted, only held in place by his arm under my back now holding me up against his chest.
“Such a good mate…” he moaned before he stilled inside me. The first spurts of his cum and the feeling of his warm rings vibrating sent more waves crashing through me.
I couldn’t see, my vision dark and filled with blinking white spots. He pushed himself as deep as possible and I cried out, feeling the knot at the base of his cock growing bigger than it ever did before.
“Fuck, Mel—” he gritted out, holding me tighter as his cock kept throbbing, his cum filling me to the brim and sending jolts of pleasure through my body.
My back was completely off the mattress, one arm snapped around Ghauro’s shoulder as my other hand held onto one of his horns.
My legs were hooked at his back, his tail was wrapped around my calf, trembling softly with every wave of our orgasms. “Keep coming. Take it all like the perfect human mate that you are.”
And I fucking did. Ghauro kept thrusting and pounding into me without ever pulling out, his knot keeping him stuck deep inside of me.
I lost count of the number of orgasms I had, some of them lasting so long I wondered if it was many in a row.
When his rings finally stopped vibrating, and my pussy stopped clenching relentlessly, I had never been that sore.
All of my muscles ached, and my eyes felt so heavy I struggled to keep them open.
“You did so well,” he praised in my ear, kissing every inch of skin in his reach. “Rest now, assa perti. My knot will stay swollen for a little while…Maybe you will be pregnant when we go see the humans later today…”