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I bite back a moan of excitement that I feel guilty for feeling. I should be hating every moment of this interaction. What he’s doing to me is wrong. It’s twisted. It is so fucking hot I can hardly stand it.

I feel myself stretching for him, whimpers escaping my lips with every stroke. I am being fucked by an alien. My pussy is stretching around his thick, scaled cock. It’s wrong. And it’s perfect.

Both of his hands are in my hair, his long fingers crossing over one another because each of his hands could palm my skull with a single grip. He pulls me down atop him and he uses me like he owns me.

“Fuck. Yes. Take this cock,” he grunts with every other stroke.

I have no choice but to take him. He has already taken me. My body no longer feels like my own. I am a sheath for his sword and the eventual receptacle of his seed.

Because he is going to impregnate me.

This is not just a fucking.

This is a breeding.

Shan

The human is mine. Not the way my other belongings are mine. She is mine in the way my hand is mine and my eyes are mine. She is a part of me. She is as mine as anything could ever be. I hold her atop me and I roll my hips to push as much of my cock inside her as I can. I do not want to hurt her, but I do want to be as inside her as I can be.

Fucking is hot. Sex feels good. But this is more than that. This is belonging and bonding. This is what it feels like to find one’s true mate. I know that as surely as I know anything. I fuck her passionately, with as much love as I have in my body. I palm her hot ass. She deserved that spanking, and so much more, but I had to be inside her.

My hands press her hips down against mine as my cock surges deep and my seed starts to flow. She wails and trembles, her tender little human pleasure bud stimulated hard by the grinding of my scaled pubic bone against her flesh.

“You’re going to come for me,” I growl at her. “You are going to come for me, and you are going to take my seed. You are going to be mine. Forever.”

She responds with moaning and writhing, and I feel her interior gripping me tightly with all-too-human desperation. She is beyond speech. She is beyond all sense. She is wriggling her wet human cunt all over my cock, her body begging for my seed in a yowling, desperate wordless plea.

Who am I to deny her what we both so desperately need?

I unleash my seed inside her sex. I feel my essence flowing up from my body and pouring into her, and I drag her down on my cock to ensure that it goes as deep as it possibly can. I hear her scream with pleasure as this happens, her orgasm forcing contractions of her pussy and me deeper inside her still. Her body is draining me of all I have, taking the sparks and seeds of life into her fertile interior.

She is mated.

And she is mine.

4 BATHS AND BASTARDS

Lettie

I wake in Shan’s arms, big, scaled, fleshy limbs wrapped tight around me. As my consciousness returns, I become aware of his muscular frame up behind me, my back pressed against his lower abdomen, my legs curled up against me, and one of his large thighs up behind my legs. The next sensations I become aware of are the aches in my ass and my sex. He made me sore. He made me sorry. He bred me, and when I shift slightly, I feel the stickiness of that seed between my legs.

The memories come flooding back. My capture, my slight escape, my recapture, and then the taming and claiming of my flesh. I remember what it felt like to have his monstrously large alien body over mine, his cock spearing inside me, scaled, pulsing flesh taking the most sacred and private parts of me.

It really happened. He took me, and I gave myself to him. It hurt, and I wanted it to hurt. He punished me and he made me feel good. Even now, a delicious trickle of memorable pleasure runs down my spine and radiates out into my limbs. I feel so relaxed. So kept. So contained.

I close my eyes again and snuggle back against him, feeling him stir as he wakes up too. There are long, delicious moments in which I get to simply be his female mate. There is a certain simplicity to the moment that I have never been able to enjoy before. I like it. I think I could stay here forever…

I let out a small squeal as I am hoisted up in Shan’s arms, then lifted out of bed in one smooth motion. He sets me on the floor in front of him. He doesn’t look sleepy. He looks quite alert, instantly so. I wish I felt that way, but sleep is still clinging to me all over.

“Stay,” he says. “I want to put something on you before I take you to the bathroom.”

“There’s no bathroom here?”

“The outlaw caverns don’t come with ensuites,” he laughs. “There are communal baths. I assume you need to clean yourself.”

“Communal baths? I don’t want anyone else to see me…”

“That can’t be helped. Here. Put this on.”

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