Page 78 of The Alien I Fell in Love with on Walpurgis Night

“That’s the binding tattoos. They make our attraction for one another a hundred times stronger. Now we must orgasm together now for the binding tattoos to be optimized and complete.”

“With the doctor watching?”

“Yes. He must witness this for legal purposes.”

I look over at the doctor. If I had to describe his expression, I would say, ‘bored.’ But still as far as I knew no one had ever watched me perform such an intimate act.

“Georgiana I assure you; I’ve seen many human women pass through this base. Unlike most Alliance men, the fur between your legs isn’t exotic or interesting to me.”

“You’re not making me feel more comfortable,” I say. But then Axl puts a hand under my chin and forces my gaze up to meet his eyes.

“Only me. Forget about him. There’s only us here.” Axl’s mouth comes down on mine. In between kisses, Axl says to the doctor, “Let the medical record show Georgiana orgasmed before I summoned you to our room.”

“Noted,” replies the doctor.

I pull back. “Why are you telling him that?”

“Because it’s considered rape to penetrate a woman without her orgasming first, up to the hour before. I assume you would like privacy as soon as possible. Or I can…”

I hesitate, letting his words sink in. “No, I mean yes, I want privacy as soon as possible.”

Axl begins removing his clothing, revealing his magnificent grey body. His muscles are precisely toned. In seconds he’s completely naked and coming towards me. His penis erect, the ridges across the top exposed. My thighs push together in anticipation of what he feels like inside of me.

Axl wordlessly removes my pajamas and underwear, then sets me on the bed. He climbs on with me and caresses my breasts and torso with his hands. “I’ve dreamed about you so many times since you left me.”

I wonder if he watched the holos we made. I don’t want to ask that in front of the doctor, but I remember we made a few and I blush.

“I’m telepathic my dear,” the doctor says from the corner of the room.

“But you’re not supposed to be listening to our thoughts,” Axl reprimands him.

“Sorry, occupational problem when I hear ‘doctor’ in someone’s thoughts.”

“Georgiana,” Axl says as his fingers find their way to the entrance of my vagina, circling it in a tantalizing way. “Do you want me to enter you as your husband and only lover forever?”

I don’t answer him. Not because I don’t want him but because the pleasure from his fingers and the expectation of what’s coming is too much.

“Georgiana, you must answer me. I know the effect of the binding tattoos make it difficult to speak right now.”

“Yes,” I manage. “Now, please.”

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Axl

I don’t need any more encouragement from Georgiana. I position myself at her entrance and push in. I want to go slowly but the erotic effect from the binding tattoos is making that impossible. On my first thrust I enter her completely and I use all my strength to move slowly. She’s so tight, her vagina so wet.

“Axl,” she says in a begging tone. “Don’t hold back.”

I grasp her hips and turn on my back, taking her with me. Now she’s fully impaled on me. Then I tell her, “Ride me to your pleasure. I will orgasm when you do as I am already on the verge.” I watch as she begins to move on top of me. Her breasts swaying with her movements. Her beauty is greater than I ever thought before. I want to watch but I’ll release too soon. So I force myself to close my eyes. To think of something else. But I can’t there’s only Georgiana and this physical pleasure. I open my eyes and put my hands on her breasts, kneading them and pulling on her nipples. Finally, I sense her body ready to jump into ecstasy. I pull on her nipples twisting them between my thumb and forefinger to push her over the edge. “Ride me to my pleasure, Georgiana. My wife.”

She continues to move back and forth grinding herself into me. It’s all I can do to hold on and wait for her. It seems like an eternity before she’s writhing and orgasming on top of me. Once she’s begun I allow myself to let go as well and when I’m sure she practically finished I flip her on her back and plunge in and out of her wanting our orgasms to last even longer. She moans and puts her arms around my neck as I hold her to me, thrusting in and out until I have nothing left.

After a minute I withdraw my penis. Her vagina is expelling the excess semen in an erotic way. While we were on the Lio, we had a custom about this, but I don’t think Georgiana wants to repeat that in front of the doctor.

“The goddesses have blessed this union. May you have many daughters,” the doctor says picking up the binding tattoo box and in contents then leaving.

“Are we officially married now?”

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