Page 41 of Alien Haven

“You’re supposed to be keeping an eye onme. How better to do so when we’re up close and very personal?”

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Groteg stood at the window, where he’d been since hearing Charity go outside. He shook his head in mingled disbelief and amusement as he watched the young woman drag Detodev toward the barn. The younger Nobek’s initial reluctance…probably brought about by Charity’s unforeseen lascivious attack rather than disinterest…ended in a flash. He abruptly lifted her and trotted to the silhouette of the large building. Her legs wrapped around his waist. She kissed and nipped his ear and neck. They disappeared in the barn’s dark environs.

“Are they letting nature take its course?” Utber asked from the clan’s shared bed. He sat up leaning on the headboard, Sara snuggled against his chest.

“That would be an affirmative. Apparently, Charity doesn’t accept ‘no’ for an answer.” Groteg couldn’t keep the laughter from his tone as he joined his clanmates. He slid between the sheets and curved into his Matara’s warmth.

“Good for her,” Sara yawned. The scent of her earlier pleasure mixed with theirs washed over the Nobek. “Our girl’s going to be all right as long as we keep those bastards from Mercy and New Bethlehem at bay. Detodev will be okay too, if she can convince him to get out of his own way.”

“She might. She’s bringing out the protective instincts he fights. Maybe having her to keep safe will help him learn to trust rather than fear them.”

Chapter Ten

Charity had entertained visions of making love on mounds of hay. She’d forgotten Clan Amgar’s lack of livestock meant they had little use for large amounts of the stuff. Fortunately, they had a supply of bags of chicken feed piled nearly knee-high and wide enough to accommodate her. Perhaps it wasn’t as soft as hay would have been, but it made for an okay surface to lie on. No stalks to jab her was a plus.

It was where Detodev had set her after he’d stripped her nightgown off. Now she was gasping and moaning as his hot mouth moved from breast to breast, sucking enthusiastically.

His weight on her was an enthralling reminder of how big he was. How strong, thanks to his muscled physique. She was brutally conscious of his power as he hungrily devoured her breasts and his hands roamed her far softer topography. Her entire body sang as cascades of pleasure ran through her from scalp to toes.

Her legs curled around his waist, seeking to trap him. He could be so distant. She feared he might abruptly think better of the situation and run. Much of her writhing was from pure ardent instinct, but some was calculated. She wanted him. Like Ilid, she’d wanted him almost from the moment she’d seen him.

“Detodev,” she groaned, running her hands on his brawny upper back and shoulders, then tangling her fingers in his wavy hair. It was dark in the barn. Robbed of her sight brought sensation to the fore, exciting her.

She was blatantly aware of the sting when he nipped the underside curve of her breast. She gasped as the shock rolled straight to her pussy. The crotch of her panties was already soaked through, but excitement gushed anew to wet her inner thighs too.

“Oh!” she cried, her legs tightening on him. She’d heard Kalquorians enjoyed rougher play. It was an enthralling surprise to find she enjoyed at least this small demonstration.

It was proven again when he bit her other breast. His weight pinning her, robbed of sight, unable to keep him from delivering hints of punishment…Charity was consumed by arousal to be in such a position.

It made her wonder what Ilid, possessing a Dramok’s command, might have done to her if they’d had better opportunities to explore during their trip to Haven.

Detodev kissed his way to her mouth, his passion stealing her breath. His hand squirmed between them despite her legs’ desperate grasp. She squalled when he stroked the sodden crotch of her panties, his touch firm on her clit. His kiss muffled her wild cry, and his return growl was likewise softened…but its vibrations thrummed through her.

Be as animal as your Nobek nature wants, a part of her silently pleaded.

She had hopes he would. His arousal scent, similar to Ilid’s, betrayed his growing lust. Perhaps it was because he was a Nobek that Charity thought he smelled wilder than her other crush. The sweetish-spicy aroma had an added musk she found incredibly erotic.

Or maybe it was simply the fact his fingers were seeking entrance through the leg of her panties. They discovered it, and his calloused touch was abruptly on her.

In her.

She flailed at the sudden invasion, her legs releasing him to kick the air as bliss tumbled through her sex. She clawed his back, and he snarled against her lips. He bit the lower one. Once again, slight pain translated to mind-blowing pleasure. Charity’s cry rang through the barn.

“I’ll make you come for me,” the deep, growly voice promised, sending a shockwave of exhilaration down her spine. “You have no choice, woman.”

His thumb sought her clit and rubbed. At the same instant, the two fingers in her applied demanding pressure to her inner wall, finding a place matching her clit for electricity. All at once, Charity was on the brink. Bright, shining rapture held her for an instant…then her senses exploded.

A heaving tide of pure ecstasy swept over her. It hadn’t begun to recede when the next wave hit. She was lost in euphoria, drowning in it as each surge drove through her.

It seemed a lifetime later when she became aware of darkness surrounding her, of a blissful weight on her, of someone else breathing heavily above. Of fingers filling her, though the invasion was now happening elsewhere, where she’d never been filled before. Filled and emptied, filled and emptied, stretching her so she experienced a thrilling ache, which kept the quieting surges of completion flowing.

“Gorgeous Starry Eyes,” came Detodev’s voice, weighted by feeling. “You’re so beautiful when you come.”

“Prophets,” she groaned. “You should license those fingers and your mouth as deadly weapons.”

His chuckle was breathless. “I damned near joined you. You’re amazing to watch. Are you all right? Am I hurting you?”

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