Tamed By the Alien Pirate by Celia Kyle Page 0,58

fingers on her naked skin, I take them down to her hips and hook them on her thong’s elastic band. Never looking away from her, I start peeling the thong off of her body, revealing the perfection of her nakedness.

She’s beauty made flesh.

Still looking into my eyes, she smiles, and then runs the tip of her tongue over her lips. That’s enough for my two cocks to become iron-hard. As if sensing it, she drops one hand down my chest, her fingers slowly trailing down. She stops on my waist, and then pulls my shirt over my head, her eyes narrowing with lust once she lays them on my abs.

As if commanded by her instincts, her knees buckle under her weight, and she goes down on her knees. She looks away from me, focusing on the two hard shapes straining against my pants, and then reaches up. Her fingers land on my waistband, and then she pulls my pants down my legs. Working in tandem with her, I kick my boots off to the side. Once I’m back on my two feet, I’m wearing nothing but my boxers, and it doesn’t take long before she gets rid of them too.

She pulls them down my legs with one quick movement, freeing my erections, and I notice the sweet way her breath catches in her throat. It doesn’t matter how many times she sees my naked body—the size of my two cocks never fails to impress her.

Hesitantly, she reaches for them with both her hands and wraps her fingers around them. I exhale softly as I feel the warmth of her hands on my naked flesh and then grit my teeth as she finally starts flicking her wrists.

Stroking me deviously, she keeps on doing it until she has driven me crazy, and only then does she move in for the kill. Opening her mouth widely, she lunges forward and rolls her lips down the length of my primary cock, only stopping when I’m pressed against the back of her throat. Without missing a beat, she starts bobbing her head, devouring me at the same rhythm her hand’s using to stroke my secondary cock.

Unable to restrain myself, I lay both hands on her head and take over. I force her to stop all movement, and then start rocking my hips. I look down to see my cock slipping in and out of her mouth, and the sight is enough to make me delirious. Pistoning into her, I keep succumbing to the warmth of her lips and tongue until I draw close to the tipping point.

This time, there’s restraint.

Holding my breath, I tense my body and let that need for release wash over me, yet I control it with an iron focus. My cock throbs against her tongue twice, but then I regain all control.

“C’mere,” I whisper, taking her hand in mine and pulling her up. The moment she’s standing in front of me, I close the distance between our naked bodies and kiss her once more.

I push her back against the wall, our tongues wrestling against each other, and lay my hands on her hips. Her curves are perfect, the palm of my hands resting on them in the most delicious of manners, and I feel myself becoming harder than I’ve ever been. My brain feels as if it’s on fire, the pull of our mating bond strong enough to leave me in complete disarray.

Also, she’s fucking delicious.

Her lips, her tongue, her skin… all of her tastes of heaven.

Allowing my instincts to take the steering wheel, I allow my lips to go down her chin, and lay gentle kisses all over her neck. I only let go just so I can pull her shirt over her head, and my heart starts racing at the speed of light as I see the rising curve of her breasts.

I lean into her once more, and this time bring my lips down to her right breast. I use the tip of my tongue to trace its curve, and then flick it against her hard nipple. She lets out a soft sigh, pressing her chest forward, and I move in for the kill. Wrapping my lips around her nipple, I suck it into my mouth, and then use my tongue as a vicious whip. Her sighs turn into moaning, and the flames inside me turn into a storm of hellfire.

“That’s so good, it’s so damn—”

I cut her short by flattening the palm of my hand right between her