Chapter 13
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Teleporting back home barely fazes me, and I drop my box as soon as we’re back, turning in my alien’s arms so I can get lip to lip with him again.
He’s still salty, but it’s bearable in the heat of the moment.
I’m so fucking turned on that nothing is going to stop me from getting my hands on some alien dick right now.
“What—do you—want—” I keep interrupting my own question with kissing, but Lora gets the gist of it, walking us toward my bedroom.
A surge of want floods my body and brain as the scent of Lora fills my lungs with every panting breath.
The salty taste of him turns nearly sweet just before he lays me on a ridiculously comfortable mattress that definitely isn’t the one I woke up on this morning.
The need to get skin to skin with this alien overwrites the strangeness of the mattress, and I wrestle out of the pink robe I’ve been wearing for a million years.
Lora yanks my robe away, tossing it over his shoulder before hitting a button on his digital vambrace and poof, his overzealous uniform disappears, leaving him naked except for the vambrace.
“Oh sweet gay alien jeezus,” I whisper, taking in the sight of this gargantuan hottie.
Sure, I saw a generic representation of a naked alien on Dr. Randy’s wall, but seeing it live and in full color is an existential experience.
I lean up, running my hands all over that beautiful body, mapping the valleys and ridges of his form.
He feels soft in the same way a smooth laminate feels soft, but his skin is malleable like wax, and under it, the tension in his muscles is as hard as stone.
“Fuck me, you’re so fucking sexy.”
Lora rattles in sexy approval and pushes me onto my back, running his hands all over my much softer body. “You are as well,” he rattle-growls, dipping his hand below the swell of my belly to my achingly hard dick.
As soon as he gets his hand on my shaft, the slit in his pelvic region opens and his slate blue cock emerges, so much bigger than I expected now that I’m up close. It’s at least the size and length of my forearm, and I want it so fucking much, my entire body convulses toward that magnificent dick.
“Give it to me!” I demand, reaching for it.
Lora pins me down with one hand on my chest, rattling a warning that makes my body seize up in instinctual fear before I relax completely, willing to do whatever Lora wants me to. “I will let you suck, little Ollie, but you must let me explore first.”
I whimper of need escapes me and I nod, enthusiastic for everything he wants. “I really want to suck you.”
Lora rattles and chuckles, stroking up my shaft and causing a tremble of anticipation to shiver through me.
“Good. I will enjoy your mouth on me.” He removes his hand from my chest and bends over me, starting with my nipples by sucking on one sensitive little nub as he fingers the other into a stiff little peak.
I lift my hip, seeking friction against his hand as I tangle my fingers into his hair, alternately pushing my chest up and then my hips.
He releases both my cock and my nipple, running his hands up my arms and pushing them above my head.
He licks his way to my bicep, sucking gently on the inner skin there as he captures my hands in a vice-like grip, pinning me with one hand and giving his other free rein to explore at his leisure.
He kisses the hickey he left on my arm and moves his lips back to mine, licking into my mouth and dancing with me as his free hand finds the erogenous zone just under my ear and strokes it with his deadly claw.
The rattle in his chest vibrates through me as he moves his lower body between my legs and our cocks make delicious contact.
I moan happily, thrusting up against his heavy dick.
Lora’s mouth returns to my neck in the exact place he bit me a few weeks ago.
“Oh yes. Yes. Please bite me,” I beg, tilting my head to give him better access.
His dark laughter fills me with the need to come right fucking now, but he doesn’t bite me; instead he sits up, abandoning me in my need.
“Nooo—oooohhhh.” My complaint turns into a moan as Lora turns me around and flips our positions, putting me on top and face-to-dick with his shockingly large cock.
“Suck and bite if you want my orgasm, and I will lick you until you give me your orgasm,” he orders me before licking me from crown to ass.
I shove his cock into my mouth, ready to suck it straight into my throat, which is impossible. I barely fit the head in my mouth, so there’s no way it’s getting any deeper. But I can try.
Lora’s tongue assaults my hole as his hands hold me captive, spread out and on display, and the vibrations in his chest act like a vibrator on my cock. I struggle to remember what I’m supposed to be doing, but a very subtle shift in Lora’s hips keeps his cockhead moving in my mouth.
Tension builds as Lora pushes his tongue into my hole and somehow reaches the point of lightning pleasure inside me. I cry out, trying to move to get more or less or something, but Lora holds me tight, ripping his mouth away from my hole just long enough to growl out a reminder. “Bite me, Oliver.”
I do as I’m told, clamping my teeth on him as hard as I dare, and he shoves his tongue back into my hole, setting me alight again with all the wonderful sensations happening back there.
I suck and bite with renewed vigor, concentrating almost exclusively on what he’s doing until the pleasure reaches its peak and I come, remembering at the last second to sink my teeth into his skin.
Salty-sweet cream hits my tongue, and I swallow as I pulse and throb, pumping the last jets of my orgasm onto his chest.
An unusual post orgasmic haze blankets me in a heavy fog of happiness and comfort as Lora moves me again, turning me around and getting his lips back on mine.
He cuddles me close, holding me securely in his warm embrace as he purrs softly.
I relax, taking every ounce of connection he’s offering, and close my eyes with a happy little smile on my face.