Page 44 of Treasured By the Hunter

I found her slit and tested it with a finger; she was so wet for me. Then I was delving into her, my thumb brushing her clit with every thrust. She gasped and panted, her hands clutching at my forearm. But I didn't release her until her channel was pulsing around my fingers. She cried out but muffled the sound against the side of my arm.

She was so shaky she could hardly stand, so I held her up and quickly soaped myself. I was eager to get her back to my shuttle.

“Let me help you, Harb’k,” she said after a moment of recovery.

She pumped out some soap and lathered it in her hands, then started sweeping them over my body in long, languid strokes. She lingered over my abs, and I knew she was admiring them. She didn’t even seem to notice my scars.

But my cock was impatient, and it bobbed in front of her, demanding attention. This time, she did reach for it, her hands slippery with soap.

“Krux,” I groaned. My cock pulsed in her hand and grew even larger. My chest was vibrating so hard I was sure the entire building was moving. “Yes, touch me.”

Zoey’s eyes were focused on my cock as her fingers explored my length. Unlike human cocks, with one head and a smooth shaft, my cock had three consecutive graduated sections, each one thicker than the last. Each section flared out to form a ridge at the widest part before dipping in again. The last section was thickest before narrowing slightly at the very base.

“It’s so… different.”

Her fingers played over the first flare, and I gritted my teeth as she brushed the sensitive ridge. She continued, her hands feeling every ridge and bump all the way to the base before reversing. She added a second hand, and I growled at the intense sensation.

She knelt, and for a moment, I wanted to pull her back up so her knees wouldn’t be on the hard tile. But she leaned over and swirled her tongue over the tip of my cock, and I lost my ability to think. She hummed like she enjoyed my taste, and then she engulfed the first flared head in her mouth.

“Krux!”

I reached down and tangled my fingers into her hair. Fuck. I felt like I was going to finish before I even started. I closed my eyes and fought for control. But I knew when she tried to take the second section into her mouth that I was fighting a losing battle.

Luckily for me, Xarc’n warriors did not need long to recover. I’d be ready to fuck her by the time we made it back to my shuttle. A good thing, too, because my female was intent on bringing me to my knees.

Giving up on my need for control, I moved her mouth up and down my length, my hands still holding her by her hair. I worried I was being too rough, but there was no sign of pain, just lust.

I pulled her off my cock a scant moment before I exploded. My seed spurted out over her neck and chest. I guided her up to standing, and the water washed it away. What I really wanted to do was to rub it all over her so she would smell like me forever.

We stood under the spray for a little while longer, my nose pressed to her hair, before I turned off the water. We’d already used too much of it. The cold season had been dry in this region.

I grabbed the towel and wrapped her up in it, then picked up our clothes. I should have thrown them in the decontaminator while we washed, but I had one on my ship, and we were going there now.

She held her hands out for her clothes, and I handed her the entire pile, including my loincloth. She looked confused for a moment, but I swept her up into my arms before she could ask. Then, still naked and dripping wet, I carried her out of the room and down the stairs.

The movie was just ending, and we hurried through the building and out into the parking lot. She hissed as the cool night air hit her skin. But in just a few strides, we were inside my shuttle. I dropped her into my sleeping nook and then took our clothes from her.

“You’re still hard,” she said, her eyes on my cock, which was erect again.

“I do not need time to recover.” This time, my translator decided to do its job. “And we are not done.”

I was at the end of my control, and I needed to fuck her now. The release had only bought me enough time to get back to my shuttle.

I pulled the towel from around her body and tossed it aside, leaving her naked. I pushed her down onto my bed a little harder than I meant to and she gasped, but I only sensed her heightened arousal. Her delicious scent called to me, and I licked my lips. I wouldn’t be able to lick and kiss her the way I wanted, not withthe need to fuck her so near the surface. But I could control myself a little longer for a small taste.

I covered her nether lips, thrusting my tongue into her channel. She moaned, and her hips bucked. Her hands reached down to grab my horns.

I speared my tongue into her honeyed depths again before suckling on the little nub that gave her pleasure.

Krux! The taste of her was too much.

Too impatient, I moved to cover her, the tip of my cock leaving a trail of wetness along her inner thigh.

I grabbed my cock and rubbed my rigid length along the seam of her pussy, and each flared ridge brushed against her sensitive clit. Her slickness coated my cock. She made the cutest little whiny noises, and dug her nails into my skin.

“Stop teasing me.”

Me? Teasing her? She was the one driving me crazy.

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