Mama and the Alien Warrior (Treasured By The Alien #1) - Honey Phillips Page 0,57
folds glistened, flushed with arousal, but he could see that the sensitive flesh was reddened. He probed gently at her tiny entrance and she quivered.
“Are you sore, Abigail?”
“Maybe a little,” she admitted. He pushed his finger deeper inside the snug sheath of her body. As tightly as she gripped the single digit, it seemed impossible that his cock had ever managed to penetrate the narrow passage. “But that feels amazing. Please don’t stop.”
“Never.”
He licked the length of her tempting slit, her taste flooding his senses. His cock ached, longing to be buried inside all of that delicious sweetness, but he ignored it. Even though their time together was short, he would not take the chance of harming her delicate body. She needed time to recover. Tonight, he would be satisfied with bringing her pleasure.
His mouth fastened over her clit, circling and tugging, as his finger stroked gently in and out and his tail echoed his actions, teasing and plucking her taut nipples until she trembled beneath him, her hands clutching his skull in mindless pleasure. As her tremors subsided, he kissed his way up her body, pausing to feast on her nipples, until they too were pink and swollen, before finally reaching the delectable haven of her mouth.
Her tongue dueled with his as he devoured her, desperate for every morsel of her sweetness. His cock came to rest between her legs, and he gave into temptation, sliding it back and forth between the slickened folds. She curled her legs around his hips, lifting against him to increase the pressure. His tail followed, dipping briefly into the tiny, tempting entrance that he could not—would not—enter, before the lubricated tip probed at her second small hole. She gasped into his mouth but didn’t protest. As he breached the tight ring of muscle, the pressure against his tail’s sensitive tip had him ejaculating in one long heated wave, while she cried out a second time into his mouth and he felt her climax beneath him.
While it couldn’t compare to the ecstasy of being actually buried inside her luscious body, it was deeply satisfying to climax in her arms. He raised his head and smiled at the sight of her heavy lids and flushed cheeks. By Granthar, he adored seeing her pink with pleasure.
Dropping another quick kiss to her lips, he stood up and removed his now dampened sleep pants. With some reluctance, he cleaned his fluids from her body. Returning to his original seat, he lifted her back on to his lap. She snuggled closer, but instead of drifting off to sleep as he expected, she started playing with his fingers thoughtfully.
“Is something troubling you, my flower?”
She took a deep breath before she looked up at him, her pale eyes dark with concern. “I’m worried that Lucie is growing too attached to you.”
“Attached? I do not understand. She is not fastened to me.”
“It means she’s very fond of you.”
“I see. I have grown very attached to her as well.” He cupped her face. “To all of you.”
“I feel the same way. You know I do.”
His chest ached. “Do you really, Abigail?”
“Of course, I do. You’re the finest man I’ve ever known. I—” She bit back her words and looked away, forcing a smile as she ran a hand down his chest. “And you definitely have the finest body.”
“Thank you. I find yours most delightful as well.” Despite his immediate response to her touch, he refused to accept her change of subject. “Are you scared of how you feel? Of how Lucie feels?”
“Yes, I’m scared. I’m going to go home and never see you again, and I don’t think any man will ever match up to my memory of you.”
“There is a machine,” he said reluctantly. “It will erase this portion of time from your memory. It has been strongly suggested by the High Council that it be used on all of you when you are returned to Earth. They feel that your planet is not ready for the knowledge of our existence.”
“None of us would ever say a word about this,” she said indignantly, pulling away from him with a shake of her head. “Even if we did, they’d lock us up for being crazy.”
“I know you wouldn’t reveal anything. I would never force that upon you. I’m simply telling you that you could choose to forget.”
“Forget this? Forget Tiana? Forget everything that has happened between us? No, Hrebec, I couldn’t do that. No matter how much it hurts, I want to remember.”