Page 188 of Alien Haven

She wasn’t quite certain how he performed his next move. Kalquorians were supernaturally fast, but she was still amazed when she went from facing Ilid to her breasts pressing Detodev’s chest. Darn her bad luck, the man was fully clothed.

He fumbled beneath her, his hand brushing her crotch as he worked his resealable fly. His hot, hard lengths were abruptly free. She squirmed in anticipation. This was definitely her kind of punishment.

He snorted. “Don’t think you’re getting away with disobeying your Dramok, Starry Eyes.”

“What’s the penalty?”

“You’ll see.”

He lifted and shifted her…really, did the man’s arms never get tired? He had lots of muscle, but she was no featherweight. Thoughts of Detodev’s strength fled her mind as he set the tips of his cocks at her entrances. He loosened his grip on her waist to allow her to sink a little onto him. Just an inch perhaps, then he stopped her.

Despite the recent orgasm, pleasure stabbed her deeper than his cocks had ventured. She moaned.

“Like it?” He eased his grip, and she engulfed more of him before he halted her descent yet again.

“Fuck,” she gasped. Her pussy clenched, eager for him.

“Too demanding. I’ll wait for when you stop being so pushy.”

He was true to his word, waiting for the spasm to end. Afterward, he allowed only another inch or two. The growing girth of his tapered lengths, the way his groin rubbed her mound…her pussy seized on him. She whimpered when he kept her from claiming all of him.

“Quick to come, quick to demand. You’d better learn some patience.” His expression had no mercy.

A dozen responses leapt to her lips, none of which would have helped her cause. They probably would have gotten her the opposite of the fucking she ached for.

Glaring at him, she kept her mouth firmly shut. Her burning gaze battled his impassive regard, the only fight she dared.

Their skirmish went on until at long last, he was deep in her. Deeper than was truly comfortable, thanks to her weight pressing her down on him. He rocked his hips slightly, applying minute friction to where pleasure lived. He lifted her breast and dipped to capture it in his mouth, scraping his teeth along her nipple. Not-quite pain seared and enhanced the excitement bubbling in her. Shocked cries flew from Charity as climax reached for her. She arched, her mouth gaping wide.

Detodev stopped.

“Please, please, don’t quit,” she begged. Her body clamored for him to keep going.

His pelvis ground a slow circle in response. She groaned.

“Ask our Dramok for his pardon.”

Her mouth snapped shut. She stared at Detodev. “Huh?”

“Ask him to pardon you for disobeying him.”

“Seriously?” For coming when he’d driven her to it? Of all the obnoxious demands she’d ever heard…

Detodev popped her fanny. A smack for each cheek. Her buttocks blazed fire, which somehow added to her excitement. She kicked and squealed equal parts arousal and fury.

He commandeered her other breast, his teeth closing on the stiffened tip painfully. Hurt translated to elation. Her pussy and ass clenched on their invaders.

“Apologize,” came the unreasonable demand.

“You…you…damn you!” she shouted. “He made me come on purpose!”

Two more smacks. Additional grinding to stand her hair on end. She was taut from passion. Orgasm was so close she could taste it. The Nobek held her prisoner and kept her from claiming what she wanted. What she needed.

Then she was on her back, her wrists clamped over her head in a giant hand. The other held her ankle high, next to Detodev’s ear. His hips swung slowly, leisurely, taking her in increments, his groin performing its grinding circle when their loins met. He fucked her, but his motions were so gradual she had no hope of succumbing to climax.

She yelled. Seconds later, she pleaded, straining to escape his implacable control. Her insides coiled tight. She actually hurt. She couldn’t believe she wasn’t coming. She wasright there.

Perhaps a minute went by. It felt like an eternity, and her stubborn streak collapsed. “I’m sorry, Ilid!” she squalled in desperation. “I apologize! I’ll behave, I promise, so tell this oversized gardener to…to…”

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