Page 38 of Catfished By the Alien Pirate

“No. Remind me.”

“Hands on the headboard.” His hand slipped my shorts off. My breathing was coming out in pants at this rate.

“Do not look at me.” His finger traced the edge of my panties. I groaned and gripped the headboard tighter. “You’re soaked.”

“I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I need you so bad,” I whispered.

“I can help you with that need.”

“Why aren’t I being railed then? I need it now.”

His watch beeped again, and he grunted. He jerked my panties, and the rip echoed through the room. The cold air hit my feverish body, and a moan left my lips. A few seconds later, his cock pressed against my entrance. He thrust into me and my eyes rolled back into my head. Some of the beating arousal dimmed as he filled me. It still wasn’t enough. I needed more. His thrusts increased as he gripped my hips.

“Why can’t I suck your cock?” His cock in my pussy wasn’t the answer. Neither would sucking his cock help. It was like I couldn’t be filled enough. Something primal inside me wanted something more. Even though his cock was perfect and girthy. The way the veins in his cock seemed to hit me was perfect, I still felt empty.

“It’s not about me. It’s about you.”

“I want to lick your cock.” I don’t know if I did. It just seemed like a great idea. It wouldn’t be the idea that would make me feel better. Maybe I just needed to sleep it off, wait for a different part of my cycle. His fingers gripped harder into my hips.

“Not today, Chloe. You need help. Not me. Pretty, pretty Chloe and her needy cunt.”

My core quivered around him. Did he really think I was pretty? “What if I want to please you? What if that would make me happy?”

“Hush, Chloe, unless you need me to fill that mouth with something else.”

Another clench of need around his package. He sped up as one of his hands wrapped around me. His fingers slid to my clit and rubbed. I moaned louder as my orgasm rose higher and higher. With the head of his cock hitting every spot inside my pussy, I could barely control myself.

“Come for me, little human,” he growled. The thread snapped as my hips bucked wildly into him. He pulled me closer as his hot jizz hit my walls. Even as my body convulsed with the ebbing desire, it still wasn’t enough. I don’t know if it would ever be enough.

I collapsed onto the bed and let go of the headboard. “I’m not done with you yet,” he growled as he flipped me over. He spread my legs again as his tongue connected to my clit.

“No, no! Too sensitive.”

“I can smell your need.” His tongue lapped around my clit lazily and his fingers slid into my pussy. There was no relief at the intrusion. The squelching noises echoed throughout the room as his fingers thrusted in and out. How much cum was inside me? It dripped down my butt.

“That’s gross,” I whispered as more desire pulsed through my body. There was a certain thrill knowing he was licking my pussy that was still dripping with his own cum. After a moment, he stopped. He pulled my head closer to him as he shoved his cum soaked fingers into my mouth. There was the mixture of my flavor with his, but his . . . wasn’t the normal salty flavor. It tasted like honeysuckles. My eyes widened. Maybe there was some sort of chemical reaction with our juices mixing. I licked it off, and he smiled as he kissed me again. God, I could kiss this guy forever. His fingers found my pussy and he finger fucked me once more. His thumb slid over my clit and the dam broke again. My pussy spasmed around his fingers. He moaned in my mouth as my hips bucked into his motions. After a few moments, he pulled out from me. Ric licked his fingers and moaned.

“You taste delicious.”

“I want cuddles this time,” I said as I pulled him closer to me. “Why don’t you take off your clothes?”

He looked at his pants, unsure. “I can’t. I really should leave you alone.”

I pushed him back on the bed and climbed on top of him. “Cuddles. With clothes. Now.” I draped myself over his body as I listened to his chest. His heart rate sounded funny. I know we just had sex, but it shouldn’t be this fast. He was pretty fit looking. Surely it would be lower?

“I’m sorry that I keep doing this,” I whispered. “I don’t know what’s happening to me.”

He was quiet as his hands wrapped around me. “You’re perfect Chloe. You always have been. I knew it the moment I saw your face over Andy’s shoulder.”

Chapter 27

Ricon

Ihad to tend to Chloe again before she could rest. My eyes darted to my phone and I slowly slid out from under her. My cocks were incredibly hard. Being around her, I couldn’t control myself. I walked to my bedroom as I pulled down my pants. My cock with my knot was swollen. I rubbed around it, trying to get some relief. I jerked my other cock as I thought of her naked body underneath me. What would she look like with two cocks inside her? What would it be like to fill her holes? I groaned as my arousal peaked. Would she like my knot filling up her needy cunt? I didn’t lie to her earlier. She was absolutely perfect.

Could the ship be correct? Or was this normal for humans? I would have to research human sexuality. She was so human. I was attracted to her before she even knew who I was. Bio mates aren’t like that. After a few more minutes, my knot finally released, and I squirted all over an extra shirt I had. Occasionally, a knot would show up. It was normal but it was never like this. Since I couldn’t give her my knot and I couldn’t give her two dicks, it had no relief. Even if I could fuck her just to the knot, I think the beast inside me would take over. I would rut her. But the knot was for my mate. It would be the only way it would fit. I stepped into the shower and cleaned up. Another day of trying to be a human in front of Chloe. When she showed me the photo of the byntor male, I was worried. She mentioned something about a mate. The bottle of soap I was holding crushed as the thoughts of her with another man consumed me. Dammit. I quickly finished up and fell into the bed. Tomorrow would be more hiding from Chloe. I’d have to steal the part for the ship and go back to the Wayward Son.

The next morning, I walked by Chloe’s room. The shower was running and loud moans rang from behind the doors. Between the closed doors and the scent of the soaps, I couldn’t smell her need, but I couldn’t help her in there anyway. I had been hiding my second cock in my underwear. There were rules when we fucked to keep my secret. None of that was possible inside a shower. My cocks ached to touch her again. If I wasn’t in hiding, I’d contact fellow morynths regarding the mating bond. My phone beeped, and I looked down.

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