Treasured By the Alien Pirate by Celia Kyle Page 0,51
one of his cocks against my entrance. He parts my inner lips, allowing them to wrap themselves around him, but then he stops. He’s teasing me, torturing me, and it’s working. “Or do you want more?”
“I think I’m gonna need a bit more,” I struggle to push the words out. Anticipation is getting the best of me and, after feeling him throb inside my mouth, I can’t wait to feel the same thing while he’s deep inside me.
“Just a bit?” Lowering me just a couple of inches, his thickness already pushing my inner walls back, he stops once more. It’s frustrating, but at the same time it’s leaving me so damn wet I can’t even think straight. He’s good at this, no doubt about it. “Is that enough?”
“No,” I breathe out, struggling to get the word out. Seriously, does he really expect me to be able to string together a coherent sentence? I can barely think, let alone speak. “I want all of you, Grantian.”
“Good,” he whispers and then pushes his length deep inside me with one single thrust. Throwing my head back, I close my eyes and surrender to pleasure. Despite the thickness of his cock, my inner walls adjust themselves and my nerve endings burn with excitement. Even now, I can’t help but marvel at the mechanics of it all. I mean, I’ve never seen someone so well-endowed, but that has never been a problem. When it comes to the two of us, everything just works.
Yeah, the Kilgari are definitely Mother’s gift to women.
Pressing himself against me, the cock he has inside me already throbbing violently against my inner walls, he traps the other one between our naked bodies. I reach down with one hand and, turning my wrist, and grab it by the root. When Grantian finally starts to thrust, rocking his hips in that delicious manner of his, I match the rhythm of his body with my hand. My strokes are long and fluid and that seems to please him, little groans of ecstasy tumbling out from between his lips.
It’s amazingly weird, I’ll admit it.
I never thought I’d be able to stroke a man while he’s inside me. Then again, I never really imagined I’d find someone with two cocks. Oh, sure, every woman has heard rumors about all the sexy aliens wandering the galaxy, but to go from rumors to experiencing something like this is quite the leap.
Not that I’m complaining. Far from it.
“You have no idea how I felt back at the bar,” Grantian derails my train of thought. Looking straight into my eyes, his expression one of furious lust, he never stops thrusting. “I can’t stomach the thought of you being with another man.”
“That’s never going to happen,” I manage to say, doing my best not to moan those words. Noticing how I’m struggling with coherent speech, he slows down, his thrusts becoming more tender and gentler than before. “You’re the only one I need, Grantian. I’m your jalshagar. Besides, where else would I find someone like you? You make me feel things I can’t even describe.”
“I could say the same of you,” he whispers, and this time his smile isn’t one born out of lust or desire. No, it’s a smile rooted in love. Cupping his face with both my hands, his rugged features under my palms, I kiss his mouth once more.
“Good” I say, and then turn my smile into a grin. “Now shut up and fuck me.”
“I can do that.”
Thrusting fast and hard, he ravages me with such merciless intensity it feels as if I’m on fire. A thunderstorm of ecstasy is raging inside of me, every cell I have crackling with electric pleasure, and it becomes almost impossible to remain aware of what’s happening. My consciousness folds upon itself, and it’s as if our bodies and souls have blended into one. Right now, I don’t even know if I’d be able to tell someone my name.
“Harder,” I find myself saying, even though I’m not entirely sure I’ll be able to survive it. Grantian isn’t exactly the kind of man who holds back, and to ask him to go even harder...well, it’s a risk, but it’s one I’m more than willing to take. My body demands it. “Harder, please.”
He’s more than eager to oblige.
Holding me up with just one arm, he takes one of his hands and wraps his fingers around my neck. He tightens them up slightly, just enough for the pain to enhance all the pleasure coursing through