Chapter 13 – Kerra
“Only tonight?”
The thought that Motok only wanted me to slate his lust hurt my heart.
“I need you,” he growled, his roaming hands distracting me from the painful realization I was nothing more than a quick lay for the man who had begun to claim more than just my affection.
I was falling in love with an alien.
“Yes, Tok,” I whispered as my legs wrapped around his waist. “Claim me. Own me. I’m yours.”
My words seemed to resonate deeply. He lifted a hand to cup my cheek as he spoke in that language from earlier, the one with his brothers and he knew I couldn’t understand.
Lifting my hand, he placed it directly over his heart.
Then reciprocated with his hand over mine as my heart thrummed faster beneath his silvery fingertips.
More foreign words left his throat and then he kissed me deeply, leading us over to the bed.
We sank down onto the mattress as he picked up my wrists and pressed them above my head. A wicked grin spread across his face as he pressed soft, controlled kisses down my jawline, and I shivered at the intense feelings of desire he immediately evoked.
“Kerra.”
My name left his lips with reverence.
“Mine,” he growled low as his hips thrust once into my groin.
A low moan escaped my lips. “Yes.”
“Say it,” he ordered. “Whatever happens after tonight, hoy’nva,” he paused and met my direct gaze, “we are one.”
“I know, Tok.”
“Tell me you want to share this with me.” He ground his pelvis again and I shuddered with lust as need pulsed through my body. “Tell me, Venya.”
Part of me was tempted to ask what all of these little nicknames and words meant that he said in his language, but I didn’t want to ruin the moment.
When we left this room and reality faced us, I would gain the answers I needed.
Tonight, I only wanted Motok. I needed to be held, touched, and filled by the powerful male that owned my heart and changed my life forever.
“I do,” I gasped as he lifted my shirt over my head and stared down at my breasts. “I want you. No, I need you.”
My response seemed to ignite a fire inside him. The color of his eyes reached a depth that was mesmerizing.
“So perfect and round.” His deep voice lowered an octave and rumbled. “So soft.” His mouth latched onto the material of my bra as he suckled on the fabric and then tugged on it until he growled with impatience. His hand lifted and I noticed the claws immediately. “Trust me?”
I nodded as he sliced the cotton and lace apart and it fell to the sides of my waist while he feasted on my naked flesh.
My alien seemed almost stunned. Motok latched onto my nipple with his hot mouth and licked at the tightening nub, nibbling with his teeth as my hips rose off the mattress and my pleasure skyrocketed. “Tok. Mm mmm.”
“They are sensitive,” he observed. “I like how they feel beneath my tongue.”
He must have liked my moans too as he muttered more strange words under his breath.
My pants were pulled down with my underwear and tugged completely off as he spread my thighs with his large hands.
The silvery skin was such a contrast to the pale, peachy color that I focused on that one detail as he lowered his stomach to the mattress.
I didn’t see his intention until it was too late.
“I want to lick and taste you until you come, and your pleasure coats my eager lips.”
Motok’s tongue swiped through my folds as he parted my lower lips and I nearly jolted, surprised to find the firm hold he had on my hips.
Waves of ecstasy rolled over my body as he licked upward and found my little hood.
A curious expression crossed his features as he suckled on the nub and I thrust my hips into his face.
“Yes! Right there,” I moaned as he feasted on my sex and I writhed in his arms.
“Breh’ha,” he whispered with lust, his gaze nearly feral. “You are gorgeous. You taste sweet and salty all at once. I love the wetness of your heat. The need to devour you is so great I do not know if I can stop.”
Oh, wow. No one had ever said that to me before. “Tok,” I groaned, clutching the bedding in my hands. “This feels amazing.”
“I want to taste you all night and suckle on your pink lips, but I must be inside you, Venya. I can wait no longer.”
Motok pushed down his pants and stripped them off as his impressive erection sprang free. My eyes widened at the immense length and girth and I wondered how he could possibly fit.
“Uh, I’m not sure . . .” my voice trailed off as I swallowed hard, immensely turned on but still uncertain.
“Do not worry. I will make you ready to receive me,” he promised as his eyes darkened with desire.
One hand slid down and cupped my mound as he pressed a single, thick finger inside my slick sex.
Groaning, his lips crushed mine in a passionate but demanding kiss.
“You’re so tight,” he whispered in awe. “I have never felt such a strength and warmth combined with such a magnificent wetness.”
My eyes met his as another finger joined the first and he pumped slowly, watching my face for every reaction.
His hand temporarily left me and rose as he licked his fingers and growled lightly.
His mouth returned to mine as his tongue curled against my own and I felt his hand lower between my legs again.
Three fingers entered me, and the fullness was almost too much.
My hips rocked against him as he swallowed up my moans.
Motok positioned himself between my thighs and pulled back, sliding the head of his cock back and forth along my slit.
The velvet smooth crown pushed slightly inside me.
His eyes nearly rolled back into his head as the expression on his face momentarily hardened.
I felt him push slightly and pause as he panted, slipping a little deeper.
“Are you alright, my love?”
The fact that he said the human words so openly and with a level of truth I couldn’t ignore caused a gasp to leave my lips. “I’m okay.” I was more than okay. My entire core felt filled almost to bursting but it was an intoxicating and erotic sensation.
He began to move as his hips rolled, gliding back and forth as the movements let him sink deeper and deeper with every thrust. Soon he was completely seated within me and bottomed out.
I could feel his heavy sack resting against my ass.
Motok withdrew almost completely and then slammed back in with such a pleasurable stroke that I cried out as my fingernails slid down his back.
His answering growl rumbled all the way down through his cock and I felt the ripple deep inside as I trembled.
My fierce warrior seemed to lose some of his control as his hips pumped wildly and I rose off the mattress to meet the wild and frenzied movements of his body.
He held me tightly and placed sensual kisses against my lips, his arms caging me within his embrace.
We couldn’t stop touching one another. Our fingertips caressed and kneaded as they explored, and our pleasure continued to grow.
I felt on the precipice of something deep and life altering.
When his thick fingers rubbed my clit, I shattered my release and clamped my walls down around him so strongly I nearly screamed.
Motok roared his climax and I swear I could feel jet after jet of his cum as it spurted and filled me, almost overflowing, and didn’t seem to stop for so long, I wondered if his species came like this all the time.
He collapsed and held my body close while he whispered sweet words and stayed lodged inside me. There was no rush to separate. I wanted to feel him, to stay connected on such an intimate level for as long as possible. If this moment never ended, I’d be completely content.
“Don’t pull away,” I whispered softly. “I still need you.”