Page 24 of A Mate for Haax

My orgasm hits me like the crash of a wave against the shore. I scream out his name as my body spirals out of control. I clamp down my legs around his head, but he doesn’t stop what he’s doing. No, he continues eating me like a damn fucking presidential dinner.

He makes me crazy, and, again, I have to beg him to fill me completely. I need him deep within me. I want to connect with him on a level that’s not just physical. I want to mentally, spiritually, and emotionally cum with him. We are more than just a cock and a pussy. We are to become one with each other, yet keep our own individual personalities. A perfect complement.

Haax rubs his thick fingers through my folds one last time before his beautiful eyes meet my own. “Are you ready, mate? Because once it’s in, there is no going back. Well, I think we’ve already gone too far to go back. My cocks are hard for you, and they will be yours for all time. I shall be your soul mate til the end of our days together. May the Goddess bless us together in the afterlife as well.”

“Fuck me, Haax.”

He growls, fucking growls, and the noise goes straight to my core. Wetness pools between my thighs, adding to the mixture of his own saliva he left behind.

His hands explore my body in a sensual manner, paying close attention to what makes me squirm and what makes me moan. Fingertips glide delectably over my nipples, and they perk to attention; even harder than when they’re cold.

Fingers continue to trail down my body, and he pulls away, only to wrap his hand around his girth, stroking it before he brings it to guide through my folds.

My clit is tingling with desire. I want to feel him inside me so badly that I am scooching closer, begging him silently to take me and do what he wishes with me. As long as he is touching me somehow, I’ll be okay.

Both of his cocks are hard and throbbing against my middle. I have to wonder which one he will use first or if he plans on using them together. A shiver runs down my spine at the very thought of being filled by him with both.

I’ve never done butt stuff before, but, for some reason, I trust him enough to want to do anything with him or for him. As if he reads my mind, he says, “I will use my lower cock for now until you are comfortable… then I will place my mating cock into your pussy while my other cock will enjoy the tight entrance of your sexy ass.”

It’s an odd sensation when he pushes his lower cock into my channel. It hits spots that no cock has ever touched before. Add in the thumping of his upper cock against my mound and stomach, and, I swear to God, I may cum just thinking about it. I have never been this turned on.

Yes, I’ve enjoyed sex, but the anticipation and joy I feel right now has never accompanied me into an intimate relationship. I trust him and respect him to treasure me as he has promised.

My walls stretch to accommodate his size. It feels even larger inside than it did on the outside. His cocks are beautiful. It’s not something I ever thought I would say, but here I am. The defined lines are sexy, and if I could lean down and lick his top dick while he fucked me with the other, I would in an instant.

Hell, maybe at some point I’ll try it with him. We have our whole lives to explore our sexuality and pleasure with one another. A small spot on the top of his cock vibrates within my cunt, and my g-spot lights up like fireworks on the fourth of July. “Haax… don’t stop.”

“Never, mate,” he grunts between thrusts. My walls squeeze down on him as he continues to thrust, and a few minutes later, I’m cumming all over his cock.

I am so wet that moisture is running down onto the bed below us, and, I’m sure, his balls, but he definitely doesn’t seem to mind as he continues working my body like a marionette. I will gladly be on his string, so long as he never stops.

“Do you like my thick cock in your tiny little cunt, mate? I can’t believe how sexy you look spread out before me. I love watching as my cock enters you again and again. You swallow it whole each time. Fuck, you’re sexy.”

This experience is almost spiritual, transcending my body completely. I find myself immersed in the sensation of him moving within me; of us becoming one together. Being with him is pure and exhilarating, a delicious sort of freedom that you find in nothing else on this Earth.

His upper cock thumps against my stomach, and the need to touch it burns through me. I lift my hand and run it up and down his cock. A carnal need strikes within me to watch both of his cocks come to completion.

“I need to cum, and I am dying to fill up this pretty little cunt until you carry my child. I wish to see you pregnant with our youngling.”

I lift my hand to his cheek, and he leans into me. “I want your mating cock.” I whisper it sweetly to him. I want all of him, every bit that he’s willing to offer me.

“Are you sure, my mate? We can wait, I do not mind.”

I shake my head back and forth adamantly. “I need it.” With a dip of his head, he shares his agreement. Sadness overwhelms me when he pulls his cock from within me, but that is quickly replaced with carnal need as he inserts his mating cock. It is much larger than his lower cock, and it stretches me even more than before, but it is a stretch so sweet I crave it.

His thrusts grow more vigorous as he pounds into me; his lower cock rubbing up and down the crack of my ass, producing the friction that’s innately needed. Groans and moans leave his mouth with each push into my body. My cunt pulls him in and holds on every single time, milking his cock with every pump of his hips.

That all too familiar wave crashes into me, and I’m cumming yet again all over his cock. My own orgasm throws him into his own release, and he grunts as spurts of his seed hit against my cervix. When he finally stops coming, he drops down onto his elbows, still buried inside me. Leaning up, he gives me trailing kisses, starting at my forehead and lowering until his greedy mouth meets mine. We kiss as though we will never get enough of one another. Sex with Haax is on a totally different level. I feel connected, and it’s not because of the way he looks or the way he smells, even though both of those things are increasingly intoxicating.

It’s just him, my Haax, my mate.

All of my performance anxiety and worry over my naked body was for nothing, and I didn’t even think about it, letting myself drift off into bliss unknown; falling into greater and greater pleasure. My desires have been silenced for now, but I know now… once you have an alien cock, you won’t ever go back.

One day, I will take both of his cocks, and I know it will feel amazing. We will fight, we will make up, and then choose to live our lives to the fullest.

He pulls out of me slowly, and I wince at the soreness already starting to form. Hot seed drops from between my lower lips, and he lifts up my knees to place two pillows under my ass. “I need my seed to take, and it can’t do that when it is running out from between your legs like a stream.”

A few more drops of his seed break free, and he catches them on his fingers before pulling those sexy fingers to his lips and licking them off; one by one. Curiosity gets the best of me. “I want to taste you, Haax. Give me just one taste.”

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