Page 45 of Alien Viking's Plunder

“That’s not the way. You have to cool down properly.” Bragr pounced on her and pushed her into the snow sideways, rolling her over.

She squealed and went with it as he kept rolling her around, laughing with delight. He was careful to keep enough distance to her to not touch any of those places she had hid with the fur when they were inside. Her body was pinkish with heat, soft and still firm. She was a wonder of womanly roundness and warmth, and he had to focus on not giving in to the urges that tugged at him now. Her sweet, round behind, the generous chest, the mysterious black triangle where her thighs met… even in this cold snow, his crotch swelled harder than he had thought possible.

He saw her eyes glint in the starlight when she clumsily grabbed his hand and pulled it to her chest. “I’m feeling hothere.”

Thatwas an urge he couldn’t resist. Slowly cupping one soft breast, he stroked it and wondered how hard his cock was going to get.

Josie moaned softly at his touch, prompting him to squeeze the other breast as well. Both of her nipples were rock hard, but not from the cold — she was still hot to the touch.

He casually leaned in, keeping his eyes on her face to make sure he wasn’t misunderstanding this. As his lips engulfed her nipple and his tongue swiped across it, her soft moan told him he had understood her perfectly.

Sensing Josie cooling down, he lifted her in his arms and carried her to the tunnel. She crawled in first, allowing him a split-second sight of her charms that nearly had him erupt on the spot.

Following her inside, he took her hand and led her back into the bastu. The fire had gone out, but the room was still hot.

Placing her on the bench, he kneeled in front of her so he wouldn’t keep having to bend his neck.

She leaned back, her eyes glassy with an arousal he could smell in the humid air. He leaned in to kiss her breast again, and she grabbed both his horns and pulled him to her.

His hands had nowhere to go except down the sides of her body, ending up at her wide hips.

He worked his tongue on her breasts, marveling at the softness and the smoothness.

She responded with moans and little jerks of her body, rubbing her thighs together in a way that couldn’t be misunderstood. Bragr moved down, kissing a trail down her front, luxuriating in the sensations and her sweet, dry scent.

With his hands he gently pulled her knees a finger-length apart, and the scent that came wafting to his nose told him she was more than ready for this.

He made his way down her front, slowly kissing and licking until her thighs were hampering his downward progress. Leaning back, he pushed gently at her knees to move them apart and give him the access he needed.

She whimpered and resisted the move, biting her lip.

Ah. He thought he knew what was going on. She was simply not used to it, and like too many females she was worried about what he would think about her if she relented too easily.

Putting more force behind it, he pushed her knees open.

Her resistance melted away, and her whimper became a moan full of anticipation. “Yesss…”

He didn’t know that alien word, but he was willing to bet it meant she had wanted him to win that little contest of strength.

Adjusting his position, he grabbed the discarded fur and placed it under her behind. He lifted her off the bench so he could put her hips on the edge. She cooperated fully now, leaning back and letting her legs fall fully open.

Bragr saw no reason to wait. The dense hairs tickled his tongue when he ran it softly up her sex.

Josie trembled and bucked when he passed the hard little nub at the top. He smiled to himself. So this alien female wasn’t all that different from the Gardr females.

Seeing no reason to wait, he kept licking and flicking his tongue on her sex, enjoying the taste and the scent of aroused woman. He noted what got a reaction and what didn’t, and soon he had Josie trembling on the edge of a climax. He kept her there for a while, because he could and because having this power over her was immensely satisfying and made his crotch throb harder.

Josie whimpered and moaned and said incomprehensible things, plainly delirious with need.

He took mercy on her, reached up with his hands to stroke her nipples while he focused his attention on her clit, using a light but constant touch.

When she started holding her breath, he knew she had reached the point of no return. She was quiet for a short moment, then groaned as the climax took her. Bragr intensified his efforts on her sex, noting with his deep-plunging tongue that she was unusually tight.

He kept going for a while, varying the intensity of his touch to give her several waves of bliss. She was an easy instrument to play, responding well to him. But it was always possible to learn an instrument better.

Pushing her legs closed again, he sat down beside her and held her while she rode out the last of the waves.

“Thawuz insain,”she finally mewled. “Ahm sohat now. Kanvi go owtsy?”

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