The Naked Alien Honey Phillips (books to get back into reading txt) 📖

Her eyes heated and she swayed towards him. “Oh yes.”

That he understood. He growled and tugged her onto his lap, bending her back against his arm as he kissed her until she was writhing in his arms. Her breasts rubbed against him, and he impatiently ripped her leaf covering away. Full and white in the flickering light, their rosy tips tempted him, and he brought her higher in his arms so he could draw one into his mouth.

“Ohgod,” she cried, her hands tangling in his hair, the slight sting increasing his desire.

When he lifted his head, her nipple gleamed dark and swollen, and he hummed approvingly as he moved to the other breast. As he pulled it deep into his mouth, his hand dipped between her legs and found her slick and ready. He brushed a finger across her pearl of pleasure, and she cried out again. He circled it slowly, delighting in the soft mews escaping her lips, then moved lower, probing her tiny entrance, even hotter and slicker than her tempting mouth, but impossibly tight.

Her channel gripped his finger like a vice as he slowly worked his way inside, and his cock jerked in eager anticipation. He could only imagine that tight, hot clasp surrounding him.

Stroking his lucky digit in and out, he applied his thumb to her pearl even as he sucked more fiercely at her nipple. Her body tensed, her hands tightened even harder in his hair, and then she cried out his name. A rush of liquid heat bathed him as her channel milked his finger in long, pulsating waves.

Unable to wait any longer, he lifted her into his arms, then lowered her until the head of his cock was poised at her tight, wet entrance. He tried to lower her further but despite the slick heat surrounding him her body resisted, just as it had in the pool. Her hands gripped his shoulders and he forced himself to stop.

“Yehss?” he asked.

“Yes!” Small white teeth closed on her swollen lower lip as she tried to take more of him.

Despite her enthusiasm and his own desperate need, he had to fight for every inch. His body gleamed with effort by the time he had sheathed himself inside her. The silken fist of her tight cunt gripped him so closely that he could barely move. Tremors of heat washed down his spine, but he was determined not to disgrace himself this time.

He had been watching the erotic sight of her body stretching open around him, and now he looked back up at her face. Her eyes were screwed shut, a tear glistening on her soft check. Horror filled him.

“Jayn! What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”

Her eyes flew open, then her hand came up to touch his cheek.

“Imfine. Youreso big butyoufeelso good.”

The words he understood and the soft touch of her hand filled him with relief, immediately followed by an overwhelming rush of desire. His hips thrust upwards involuntarily, and they both groaned.

“Hold on,” he told her, bringing her hands to his shoulders.

Gripping the lush roundness of her ass, he slowly lifted her, her channel clinging to every inch of his cock as if she couldn’t stand to let him go. When he paused with only the head of his cock still inside her body, her breath was coming in rapid pants, but she wiggled impatiently. He started to lower her just as slowly, but she leaned forwards and nipped his neck with her small, blunt teeth. He roared and his hips slamming upwards. He heard her cry out, felt her channel convulsing around him, but he was too consumed with need to wait. His body plunged wildly up into hers, his hands bringing her down to meet each frantic thrust. Her mouth moved urgently against his neck, kissing and sucking at the sensitive skin, and then she bit him again. The sharp sting went straight to his cock and he exploded, his hips jerking helplessly as torrents of hot seed flooded her body.

His body went limp and he collapsed backwards, bringing her with him, still impaled on his cock as he wrapped his arms tightly around her.

He had never felt the need to hold a female after sex. Now he wondered how he could ever let Jayn go.

Jane snuggled closer to Tarax, enjoying the tight clasp of his arms. She felt exhausted and overwhelmed and the tiniest bit sore but she couldn’t stop smiling. That had been… amazing. Tarax couldn’t possibly have been with a human woman before, and yet he played her body like a violin. The ridges lining his tongue and his cock certainly didn’t hurt. It felt as if he had been designed just for her.

The thought made her giggle softly. How ironic if her perfect male had only been a galaxy away this whole time.

Tarax brushed a gentle hand through her hair and she looked up to find him looking at her inquisitively.

“Just thinking,” she said with a smile, then carefully began to lift herself off his cock.

Even flaccid, he filled her completely, and they both groaned as their bodies parted, the ridges on his cock scraping against her oversensitive flesh and sending shudders of pleasure through her system. She felt him begin to harden again as she slipped free, wincing a little.

“I think we’re going to have to wait a while,” she told him with a rueful grin.

He tilted his head as he always did when he listened to her. “Wayt?”

“Yes,” she said firmly, although the tempting sight of his naked body made her want to reconsider.

He nodded, then rose to his feet, carrying her with him. She gave a disgruntled huff. She still felt like a limp noodle but he seemed completely recovered, even energetic. She huffed again when he carried her into the pool, but the cool water soothed her tender parts, and it was nice to feel clean. Once they were back on dry land, he set her down long enough to dry her off with one