Page 20 of Stardust Paws and Alien Claws

“Are you sure about this?” he asked, his eyes searching mine. “Once I’m inside you, there’s no going back.”

In response, I wound my arms around his neck and pressed my lips to his in a searing kiss. Our tongues danced together as he slowly, achingly lowered me onto his thick shaft.

I gasped into his mouth as the blunt head stretched me open, the delicious burn only fueling my desire. Inch by incredible inch, he impaled me on his cock until I was completely full, our bodies joined as one.

“Oh god, Doanor...” I whimpered, clinging to his shoulders. “You’re so big...”

“Just relax and feel me, beautiful girl,” he rumbled, his voice a seductive caress against my skin.

With exquisite control, he began to move, lifting me up until just the tip remained inside, then letting me sink back down his length. The ridges and textures caressed my inner walls with each stroke, sending jolts of pure ecstasy through my core.

“That’s it, Cassidy. Let me hear how good it feels,” he encouraged, punctuating each word with a thrust that drove me higher.

I was incoherent, overwhelmed by the intense sensations, the only sounds escaping my lips a litany of whimpers and cries of pleasure. My nails dug into the muscles of his back as I clung to him, surrendering myself completely to his dominance.

His pace increased, each powerful thrust burying himself deeper, stretching me to my limits. I was dizzy with bliss, my world narrowing to the sublime friction between our bodies and the reverent way he worshiped every inch of me.

“Doanor, I... oh god, I’m going to...” My words dissolved into a keening cry as my orgasm crested, a tidal wave of rapture that left me breathless and boneless in his arms.

With a feral growl, Doanor lost his carefully controlled rhythm, his hips snapping forward in a frenzied pace. His cock swelled even larger within me, the ridges becoming more pronounced as he chased his own release.

“Look at me, Cassidy,” he demanded, his voice strained. “I want to see your eyes when I fill you...”

I forced my eyes open, my gaze locking with his as he thrust one final time, burying himself to the hilt. His cock pulsed powerfully, and I could feel the hot spurts of his seed coating my inner walls, claiming me in the most primal way.

We clung to each other, our bodies slick with sweat and desire, our harsh pants mingling in the steamy air. Slowly, the haze of passion cleared, and I became aware of the delicious ache between my thighs, a sweet reminder of how thoroughly I’d been possessed.

“I think...” I murmured with a breathless laugh. “I might need another shower.”

Doanor chuckled deeply, nuzzling his face against my neck. “I have a better idea.”

Carrying me effortlessly, he made his way to the oversized tub and carefully lowered us both into the steaming water. I sighed contentedly as the heat seeped into my muscles, soothing away the pleasant soreness.

Settling back against his chest, I reveled in the feeling of his arms wrapped securely around me, our bodies still intimately joined. In this moment, I felt completely safe, cherished... loved.

But what would happen when this voyage was over?

The next morning, I found myself in the Lazamai enclosure, surrounded by the soft, colorful fluttering of the creatures. Their gentle chirps and whistles filled the air, a soothing melody that should have calmed my restless thoughts. Instead, my mind raced with doubts and worries about what had transpired between Doanor and me.

Could this truly be real? Or was it just a fleeting moment of passion, born from the thrill of our ruse and the intensity of our charged interactions? I watched as a Lazamai hovered near me, its iridescent fur shimmering in the filtered light. It chirped inquisitively, as if sensing my inner turmoil.

“I don’t know what to think,” I murmured, reaching out to let the creature land on my finger. “Last night was... incredible. Doanor awakened feelings in me I didn’t even know existed.” The Lazamai tilted its head, listening intently as I confided in it. “But what happens when this mission is over? He’s the captain of this ship, and I’m just... me. A struggling pet-sitter playing make-believe.”

My heart ached at the thought of parting ways with Doanor, of our passionate encounter becoming nothing more than a fleeting memory. Could someone like him, a powerful and respected leader, ever truly want someone like me in his life? The doubts gnawed at me, no matter how much I tried to push them away.

“I’m being silly, aren’t I?” I asked the Lazamai with a self-deprecating chuckle. “Getting attached to a man I barely know, letting myself get swept up in a fantasy.” The creature simply blinked at me, its large eyes reflecting my own uncertainty.

With a sigh, I gently stroked its soft fur, taking comfort in the simple act of caring for these beautiful creatures. “At least I have you to talk to,” I said, managing a small smile.

That’s when I felt a pair of strong arms encircle my waist from behind, the familiar warmth of Doanor’s body pressing against my back. A shiver ran through me as his lips brushed against the sensitive skin of my neck, sending a delicious tingle throughout my body.

“Talking to yourself, Cassidy?” His voice was a low, gruff murmur, but I could hear the hint of amusement in his tone.

I tensed, suddenly self-conscious about the vulnerability I had just revealed to the Lazamai. “I, uh... I was just...” My words trailed off as Doanor nuzzled against me, his hands splaying possessively across my stomach.

“Relax,” he rumbled, his breath tickling my ear. “I’m not here to interrogate you.”

Swallowing hard, I forced myself to lean back against his solid frame, trying to ignore the way my heart fluttered at his touch. “Then why are you here?” I asked, aiming for a casual tone but failing miserably.

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