Page 66 of Treasured By the Alien Rogue

“When I’m in control, I’m going to move. Part B needs more of part A.”

“It sure does.”

He remained still for a while before he slowly slid out and thrust back in.

Pleasure rocked through me. He wouldn’t be the only one who was going to come from this soon. I could feel my body beginning to crest already.

“Faster,” I said. “You can push in hard with your thrusts.”

“Most of me is fitting inside.”

“Then see if you can ground out. See if you can get it all in there because I need it.”

With a growl, he held my hips and started thrusting, slow and steady and exquisitely delicious. I couldn’t tell if he got all of his cock inside, but as long as he was happy, I was satisfied.

There’d be no pretending to orgasm for me this morning. I had a feeling it was going to be like this between us each time.

Maybe his gods had been right. I was his mate, and he was mine.

He went faster, holding my body in place. Otherwise, his fierce thrusts would’ve shot me toward the shroom-generated headboard. Somewhere back on Earth, they made special furniture for sex. If I could get over the thought of his alien resident responding to our requests, I had a few ideas I’d like to try.

Our groans filled the room, accompanied by the slap of his thighs hitting the backs of mine.

“Second cock time?” he growled near my ear.

“Yes,” I breathed.

Within seconds, his little vibrating tool had latched on and was massaging my clit. My eyes rolled back in my head as my orgasm roared toward me.

“I’m in control,” he snarled. “I’m in control.” Was he thinking about intricate vine weapons and generating shroom spores or whatever it was guys on Zuldrux thought about to distract from their balls bunching up, eager to explode?

“Fuck,” I groaned into the bedding. Ripples started in the core of my body and started spreading. I shuddered beneath him, my passage clinging to his cock as he rocked it deep within me.

“Amanda,” he groaned. “I’m trying! I’m in control. I’m in control.”

“Give in because . . .” My shriek rang out as I succumbed, my body slamming away through another orgasm.

He barked out a cry, and his cock jerked within me. He started moving even faster, roaring through his own orgasm, driving me into a second that was even better than the others.

Slowing, he came to a stop with his cock still buried within me. He curled his body so his lips could trace across the back of my neck. He kissed my cheek.

“You’re amazing,” he whispered. “I’m going to lay you on that bench I built for your tea shop later.”

Chapter 31

Xax

Could my life get any better? My mate was perfect. Her pretty passage had taken my cock very well, sucking it all down and then quivering all around it.

Why had I thought I could survive without this? Actually, I knew. I was more than willing to survive without this if I couldn’t do it with Amanda.

After pulling out of her, I lifted her higher on the bed and climbed in beside her. I wanted to hold her forever, kiss her pretty cheeks, and stroke her body—not only with passion but just to show her how much she meant to me.

“Precious mate,” I said, curling my body around hers. “As soon as I can move, I’m going to make you breakfast. I’m going to feed it to you too, right here in our bed. And after that—”

“Xax?” someone shouted from outside. “Hey, Xax. Tribon said he wants to talk to you right now.”

“Tribon can wait,” I yelled right back.

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