Wexxon the Great Alien Warrior - Juno Wells Page 0,14

can…you can taste me.”

As soon as I finished replying, I felt Wexxon gently push my frame back toward the bed as he shifted his own frame down between my thighs.

And then his mouth was on me. His tongue was so much wider than I ever could’ve expected, able to touch every inch of my pussy, all at once, drowning my clit between his lips. But his tongue wasn’t just wide, it was flexible, too, narrowing down its tip just enough to slide into my pussy, while the rest of his tongue licked and lapped everywhere else.

God.

Oh my God.

It was like being fingered and eaten out at the same time, except turned up by a million degrees. I felt myself starting to shamelessly ride Wexxon’s tongue, my thighs opening even wider for him, wanting to give him as much of me as he wanted to take.

“Wexxon! Wexxon!” My moaning for him turned into screams of pure pleasure as I continued to ride his face, my hips rocking against his mouth. “Fuck! Fuck! I’m so close—Fuck!”

My hips started to violently shake against his face, an orgasm tearing right through me. I was still screaming his name, even as a wave of pleasure crashed through me and all around my frame, even as Wexxon’s tongue still tasted me, still ate me out despite the stars that began to swim behind my eyes.

When I was finally able to catch my breath, I slowly opened my mouth, ready to tell Wexxon that I was ready for his cock, that this was the part where the males back on Earth would usually fuck me and fall asleep. But before I had a chance to say a word, I felt Wexxon’s hands reach up toward my breasts, his fingers soon rolling my sensitive nipples between his fingertips.

And I groaned as my lower abdomen clenched, another orgasm threatening to rise right to the surface. “Wexxon. Wait—”

“When you were screaming my name, I noticed that your nipples had grown hard,” he said, like he was describing the results of a science experiment. “I assume they play some part in the mating process?”

“Wexxon, I don’t know if I can handle—”

“Do you like it when I touch them?” he asked, sidestepping my response as he gently tugged at my nipples, a moan soon escaping my throat. “It seems like you do, but I want to be sure.”

“…I like it when you touch them,” I admitted. “I like it when you touch me.”

“You taste even better than I ever could’ve imagined in my wildest dreams.” He smiled as he spoke. “I fear that I’m going to spend the rest of my years locked in here with you, wasting all our time in bed together.”

Yes, please.

I wanted to kick myself for my immediate reaction, knowing full well that I needed to find a way off this planet, not spend the rest of my days letting Wexxon have his way with me, no matter how good he was making me feel.

But just as I was on the verge of having a cohesive thought of escape, Wexxon’s fingers were playing with my chest again, tugging at my sensitive nubs. His mouth was back on my pussy, too, his tongue slipping inside me and working my clit just as his hands were working my nipples in a steady rhythm, all at the same time.

I am going to explode.

I am going to die.

There was no way that I was ever going to be able to survive this kind of pleasure, my body already feeling so overwhelmed by it. And as I came against Wexxon’s mouth for a second time, I whimpered, my legs shaking as Wexxon’s tongue dipped even further inside me.

“Wexxon…please…”

“What do you need, my little warrior?” Wexxon asked as he rose his face away from between my thighs. “What do you require?”

“I…” My cheeks went red as I realized what I was about to ask my alien husband to do. “I…um…this is usually the part where we mate.”

“You want me to mate with you now?” Wexxon seemed confused. “The females on Xelxar often require ten orgasms or more before they’re prepared to mate.”

“…Ten orgasms?” My mouth fell open with surprise. “Wexxon, if you try to give me ten orgasms, back-to-back, you’re going to kill me. I told you. I’m not like you.”

“Yes, I know.” Wexxon smiled. “You’re such a soft, precious thing, my little warrior.”

Wexxon then went quiet, his gaze falling back down toward my spread open legs. “Although, I am unsure if we’ll ever