Page 49 of Right on Time

He paused and looked up at her face. Loe was staring at his cock, wide-eyed. “Is that a problem? Every Gaenthian male gets pierced upon the start of adulthood… Loe?”

She gulped and looked away from his cock to meet his concerned gaze. “You mark the end of puberty by getting a Jacob’s Ladder?!”

Goddess, he had ruined everything. He didn’t know what a Jacob’s Ladder was, but it was obvious Loe was in shock at the sight of the six piercings along the underside of his shaft. A male was supposed to bring his female bliss, not fear. Hot shame made his wings draw back. “Forgive me. I’ll stop and–”

“No!” She caught him by the hand before he could pull back. “Don’t you dare! I want to feel your pierced purple cock, Nitiel. On me, inside me, everywhere!”

“Truly?”

She looked at his cock again, determination in her eyes, and licked her lips. “Oh, yeah.”

Both of his hearts soared. “Then I won’t stop, Loe. Not until your wetness is coating every inch of my cock.”

She still wrapped her thighs around him to lock their bodies together. As if he would try to leave now.

He began thrusting anew, making sure the metal balls along his shaft rubbed around Loe’s clit at every move. She dug her fingers and heels into him, as if holding for dear life. Her mewls told him what he needed to know. He sped his thrusts up.

A moment later, his Loe came apart in his arms. The sight of her undone and his name a reverent whisper on her lips was his undoing.

Nitiel slid inside Loe with a hard thrust, sheeting himself fully. She was that wet for him. They both moaned.

The feel of her enveloping him was exquisite. Beyond his best wet dreams. A feeling he would never get enough of.

He gripped Loe’s thighs and began moving like a Gaenthian possessed.

“Yes, just like that!” she urged him on. “The stretch–So good!”

He took her hard, like the beast that he truly was, and she met him every step of the way. His Loe.

“You’re mine,” he growled, and sat back on his heels so he could watch how she took his cock. Perfect. She was perfect. “Mine!”

“Only if you’re mine too!” she panted, her eyes on their locked bodies.

“Then mark me!” Nitiel spoke between gritted teeth. He was very, very close, but he had to hold on. “Come all over my cock, Loe.”

“Oh, fuck… I’m going to– Aaahh!”

She screamed as the ultimate pleasure overtook her. The look of rapture on her face and her pussy convulsing around him proved too much for Nitiel. He came with a roar, his wings opening wide as the ecstasy tore through him.

When he came about, he found himself on the pad next to Loe, an arm and wing wrapped around her instinctively. She was beaming at him.

He grinned back.

The onboard alarm blared.

CHAPTER 24

Fist Pump!

“That can’t be good,” Chloe muttered amid the blasted alarm. To herself, since Nitiel had rushed to the cockpit as soon as he could get off the pad and up on his feet.

That had taken him several tries. It wasn’t his bad hip that had given him trouble - she had watched how he moved, and he hadn’t been in pain. No, her Gaenthian had found it difficult to stand up because his first time with a woman had left him a boneless heap on the jelly pad.

She had been his first. She had left him a Jell-o on the jelly. Fist pump!

Chloe giggled, not caring that she probably looked like a lunatic, laughing amid an alarm-worthy situation in a disheveled 18th-century-style dress and with curls sticking in all directions. Because she had just been taken to paradise. Pleasured so thoroughly that she herself would have trouble standing. She didn’t know where he had gotten his information, but the Subcommander definitely knew his way to a woman’s G-spot.

Sure, Jacob’s Ladder was famous for heightening a woman’s pleasure, but even a monstrous peen with piercings, ridges, knots and whatnot could disappoint if its owner didn’t use it properly. Nitiel, the self-proclaimed virgin, had proven himself an expert user of his purple, thick, and perfectly long cock.

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