Wexxon the Great Alien Warrior - Juno Wells Page 0,15

be able to properly mate. Your entrance…I’m afraid I’ll only hurt you.”

My cheeks burned even hotter as I started to give Wexxon a crash course in human anatomy. “I…it can stretch. My vagina, my entrance, as long as you go slow and there’s lot of wetness…I can handle you.”

“Ah. I see.” Wexxon let out a sigh of relief before a grin spread across his features. “Well, then, I give you my word that I’ll go as slow as you need, my little warrior.”

Wexxon then moved his chest back up toward mine, only taking a moment to reach a hand down between our waists and adjust his huge cock against my soaking wet pussy.

And then I felt the tip of him sliding inside me. I groaned underneath his frame, feeling my walls already stretching to take in the length of him, my body initially resisting something so big attempting to fit inside me. But a few moments later my pussy had fully relaxed, Wexxon’s shaft about halfway inside me as I wrapped my legs around his waist, inviting him to slide in even further.

“You’re so brave, my little warrior,” Wexxon murmured as he followed my unspoken instruction, the rest of his cock sliding inside me and filling me up to the brim. “You’re acting like you already want me to move inside you.”

“That’s because I do,” I murmured right back, my pussy tight around his cock, wet and ready for him. “I want you to fuck m—I want you to move inside me, Wexxon.”

“Why did you change your choice of words?”

“Because I know it’s an unfamiliar word to you,” I replied.

“Yes, but it seems to be one of your favorites.” He grinned. “And I rather like the way it sounds when you’re screaming it, too.”

“Wexxon…” I felt myself get even wetter around him, my breaths coming faster as I thought about how good it was going to feel to be fucked by him. “Fuck me. Please. Fuck me.”

“I’d do anything for you, my little warrior,” Wexxon replied as he slowly started to thrust against me, bringing his huge cock almost all the way outside of my throbbing pussy before he slammed himself right back in.

Stars. Stars. Stars.

My mind felt like it’d completely disconnected from the rest of my body, ascending into some kind of heaven as Wexxon continued to fuck me against the bed. His cock was taking up so much space inside me that it was impossible for him to not hit against my G-spot, which meant that with every thrust he was pressing against the special, sensitive patch.

A few thrusts later, and I was coming on his cock, unable to stop the orgasm that rolled down my abdomen, unable to stop the way I was screaming his name like a goddamn banshee. And as my fingers dug into Wexxon’s back, my fingernails pushing against him for some sort of momentary relief from the perfect pleasure of everything, I knew that the rest of the castle was probably able to hear my moans for him.

There was no way in hell that anyone would’ve thought our marriage wasn’t consummated, that I hadn’t gave myself over to my husband the very first night he met me. And even though some part of me wanted to feel bad about it, wanted to pass judgment on the way I writhed my hips closer to Wexxon’s own, giving him the opportunity to slam his cock even harder inside me, I couldn’t make myself feel bad about how much I was enjoying Wexxon’s touch.

“Wexxon! Wexxon!” I screamed his name again and again, my pussy so close to tightening around his cock, so close to coming for him.

“You are mine, Rachel Waters,” Wexxon groaned, his cock steadily moving inside me. “You are mine.”

“I’m yours…” I groaned right back, Wexxon’s shaft pressing against my G-spot, my body coming completely unraveled as I rocked against his frame. “I’m…I’m all yours…”

I closed my eyes as I came, the sensation of it all making me feel like I wanted to cry, like I needed to cry just to handle everything Wexxon was doing to my body. I could tell that Wexxon was coming, too, from the way he hovered over me, completely still as his warm cum spilled inside my pussy.

Fuck.

I can feel his cum.

“Am I…” I was almost too terrified to even say the question out loud, but I had to know the answer. “Can you…can you get me pregnant, Wexxon?”

“That I do not know.” Wexxon smiled down at me,