your fucking master,” he rasped. “Fucking hell, you’re tight.”
Pain spiked up her spine, but also pleasure each time his fingers pushed into that sweet spot inside her, making her lift and lower for him repeatedly. Alexa jerked away and pressed back, unable to decide if it was too much. Or not enough.
Should I tell him?
His other hand pet the length of her spine while continuing to thrust his soaked fingers in and out of her. When he twisted his hand and cupped her sex, pressing the pad of his thumb to her clit, she decided not to tell him.
He’d want to be gentle with her, and she couldn’t handle that. She didn’t deserve it.
His hand rubbed down her back again, coaxing her higher. His thumb rolled her clit. Heat blanketed her, and she panted like a cat in heat. She didn’t care. Alexa pushed back with a whimper and gave Hysterian what he wanted.
His fingers pulled out of her, and she felt him line his cock up to her opening, his thumb tweaked her clit. He pressed his body down, his thighs behind hers, and she winced, already a little raw.
“Alexa,” he said, his voice a rough whisper as he pushed into her.
A cry tore from her throat, and she fell forward onto the bed, her knees giving out. He stretched her to her limit, filling her completely. The breath wooshed out from her lips, her hands grabbing the bedding, her teeth biting down hard.
Hysterian didn’t move, holding over her, inside her. His brow resting on the back of her head. She turned her face to the side to see his arm holding his body up. Despite the suit, his muscles strained and bulged. Veins popped from his biceps. It couldn’t be latex. An ache bloomed inside where he was seated. She constricted, testing to see if she could handle more.
Hysterian groaned thickly. Her skin prickled.
She bit down on the bedding and clenched around him again. Little by little, the rawness morphed into something else, something warm. Exceedingly warm. His cock burned her from the inside, branding her in the one place she’d never shared with another. Alexa whimpered as heat burst between them, her alien DNA made her sweat profusely.
“Alexa,” Hysterian rasped. “Why do I smell blood?”
His body went tensely still.
Seventeen
Alexa shook her head, panting, refusing to release the bedding pinched between her teeth. She felt the bed shift, and Hysterian’s fingers slipping into her hair, grabbing hold of it. She didn’t want him to move… The pain was sweetening by the second, making her feverish.
She sagged, loving it.
Hysterian lifted off her, slipping out of her body, and she mewed in protest. He flipped her over.
Bright, furious eyes stared down at her. They were the only part of him that wasn’t covered. He rose up on his knees, and straddled her again. He looked down at his cock, lit up by the blue of his eyes. Turgid and ebony sleek.
“You were a virgin?” he growled.
She stared at Hysterian’s cock. It was massive and…bulky, too big for the material he was wearing. She could’ve sworn it contained more than his cock within, like he may have orgasmed already, but she couldn’t be sure… Her gaze flicked over his chest, his arms, lit up by his eyes, and noticed the rest of him resembled his cock.
Was something happening to his suit? She decided it was a trick of the light.
Hysterian groaned, and her eyes snapped back to his hand where he held his cock. There was a trickle of dark red blood sliding down the side of it. They watched as it gathered and dripped onto her belly.
He shot upward. “Why didn’t you fucking tell me!”
Alexa reached down, took hold of his cock, and squeezed it.
He strained away and groaned before snatching her hand off of him. “Alexa, why didn’t you say anything?”
She raised her arms above her head.
Heat infused his eyes as they landed on her breasts.
She smiled lazily. “Because it doesn’t matter.”
“It does to me, Dear. I could’ve been gentler, approached you less like a fucking monster.”
“It wouldn’t have been you.” If he had been gentle, she would’ve hated him even more. She shimmied her legs out from between his.
He grabbed her ankle as she opened her legs, holding it prone.
“I don’t want gentle, Captain Hysterian,” Alexa said.
The light from his eyes blazed, and her heart fluttered as his gaze dropped to her splayed sex. He gripped her foot harder and moved it outward.
“I’m not the type of man