Page 34 of Fated to the Alien Chieftain

“But the sun accuses the moon of being purple,” he says slyly, with his eyes glued to my chest.

Purple... What?I look down to find my own nakedness on full display. “Oh, my God!” I exclaim, feeling heat rise in my cheeks.It’s too bright here. He’ll see my ugly scars!My pulse quickens with mortified panic as I desperately cross my legs and arms, trying to obscure as much of myself as possible.

Krogoth rushes over, as I twist and fall onto the floor in a folded heap, wishing I could somehow disappear. “Stop Pebbles,” he says sadly as he sits beside me, placing a confronting arm around me.

“I don’t want you looking at me, Krogoth,” I say, sniffing. “Not when you can see all these awful scars.”Why did this vision have to be so cruel?

“How can I not look at you?” Krogoth asks, carrying a hint of surprise. “You’re beautiful!” he rubs my back before continuing, “Like ignoring a beautiful sunset, or a star going supernova, or the dance of nebulas in space,” he gestures to his left. “Or the sight of freshly fried zelatos dumplings.” He smiles.

A chuckle escapes my lips, and I sit up, holding my folded legs. “Thanks, Krogoth,” I say, letting out a deep breath. My stomach churns as I fight with the idea of telling him more. “I know you find me attractive, and trust me, I’m very happy you do.” I inhale loudly, determined to go on. “But when I think about these scars, all that comes to mind is that something has been taken from me, a reminder of how terrified I felt, how weak and vulnerable Iwas. My shame is on full display,” I say, touching the large marks on my cheek.

“You see weakness. I see strength.” Krogoth kisses me gently on my scarred cheek, sending a tingle through me. “You see vulnerability, I see resolve.” His fingers gently trace the massive deep scars left by Xyronath leading from chest to my outer thigh. My breath quickens as his touch ripples across my body. “You see, shame. I see pride.”

Krogoth boldly traces his fingers along the smaller scars around my leg, leading to my inner thighs, causing me to gasp. “They remind me of your bravery and courage. Wear them proudly, my beautiful Pebbles.” His huge fingers lightly trace my inner thighs and brush along my womanhood, sending a throb of pleasure within me.

My pulse quickens as I open my legs, hoping for more of his eager attention. He places gentle, tingly kisses along my neck, as I moan, appreciating every second. My excited surrender encourages him further as he strokes my glistening pussy with ever-increasing pressure. I buck my hips into his hand, pleading for more. He doesn’t disappoint as he presses a firm palm against my mound, where my clit awaits excitedly. “Your little human moans make my cock ache,” he whispers into my ear.

As if to prove his words, his huge, engorged member pushes into my soft breasts. A shocked pant escapes me, remembering how incredibly massive he felt inside me. I can feel his hot breath on my neck as his palm rubs up and down my slick opening. Each stroke sends jolts of pleasure throughout my body. I grasp onto his waist, biting my lip, trying to withstand his pleasurable onslaught.

It’s too much to endure. As my body tenses with building pleasure, he responds with faster and firmer strokes. I teeter on the edge. “Make me come!” I beg my beautiful man. Before my words leave my lips, an explosion of pleasure erupts from withinme, cascading from my pussy to quiver within my body. I grip onto Krogoth so tightly with shuddering intense ecstasy, I fear I might hurt him.

“You come so prettily,” He smiles, before kissing me on the head.

“It’s good teamwork,” I laugh euphorically.

I lie panting heavily, enjoying the tingling feeling emanating between my legs and the sense of bliss staring up at the stunning cosmos silently dancing all around us.

“Wait, what if they... The gods are watching us now?” I ask, sitting up, suddenly feeling exposed.

Krogoth laughs. “Let them! We should give them a good performance.” He rises to his feet, with his massive erection throbbing wildly. I lick my lips, looking at his rock-hard cock, an invitation too tempting to resist.

I strain, reaching for his penis, enjoying the low growl he makes as I gently stroke it. My hands look so small next to it, even now trying hard, my two hands together cannot fully wrap around him. I enjoy the softness of his balls, feeling the hefty weight of them. It must be the only soft part about him. As I glance up at his ripping, tense muscles, he resembles a sculpture carved from a mountainside.

My pussy moistens at the thought of him fucking me.How could I ever be so lucky to have someone like Krogoth in my life?Never have I felt so secure and loved. I long for him to take me, making me his, and for me to take every part of him. I place tiny kisses along his pulsating shaft, as I continue to stroke him gently, groans of pleasure escape him, daring me to do more.

Licking the end of his cock, I glance up at him coyly, enjoying the way he throws his head back as I taste his manhood. Circulating my tongue, I explore the unique bumps and ridges his penis has, searching and probing like a sexy assassin for the most sensitive spots to drive him into a frenzy of lust.

“You taste so good Korgy,” I say, giggling between stroking and licking his cock, as it pulsates noticeably in my hand.

“I can’t wait any longer to claim you!” Krogoth says, almost growling. He takes my hand, helping me to my feet, before his powerful hands grab me roughly around my ass, hoisting me above his waist, eliciting a gasp of surprise and my heart to flutter.

My pussy is so incredibly wet with excitement and nervous anticipation, as I wrap my legs around him, feeling his enormous cock greedily press against my slick opening. “Claim me Krogoth, I belong to you.” My words spur him on as he thrusts his manhood inside me. The sudden amazing fullness causes a squeal of pleasure to leave me.

But it’s just a portion of his length, as he repeatedly strokes slowly, pushing a little deeper each time. It’s all I can do to bury my head in his broad chest and clutch tightly around his shoulders, trying to endure his massive cock stretching me to my limit as moans and squeals escape my mouth in equal measure.

“Bonded by the Gods, you are forever mine,” Krogoth grunts out before bucking his hips, putting his entire length deep inside, filling me completely. I feel my body shaking with pleasure and pain as I scream against his chest, burying the sound. I dig my nails into his shoulders, grasping on desperately, but even they feel like they’re pressing into hard stone.

“Bond me Krogoth. Make me yours,” I beg, prompting him to pound my tight womanhood mercilessly. My beautiful tormentor, my gorgeous bliss. He groans and growls as his balls smack pleasurably against my pussy, nosily, filling me with exhilaration that I’ve taken every inch of him inside of me. That he can unleash himself fully, knowing that I can withstand his brutal affections.

Pain gives way to increasing pleasure as my vagina becomes accustomed to his sheer size and rhythm. I stroke his back andplant tender kisses on his chest and arms, between pants and moans of joy. He greedily spreads my ass cheeks wider, wanting more of me, pushing deeper, causing me to gasp.

He aggressively kisses and nibbles with his fangs along my neck and shoulders. I throw my head back at the onslaught, looking into his eyes, that mist bright purple full of raw lust. His intensity takes my breath away. As I hold his gaze, I try to convey all the love and lust I feel for him, his desire, his longing mirrored back at him.

Strange sensations bloom inside my mind, feelings that aren’t my own fill my consciousness. A raging torrent of barely restrained lust and aggression almost overwhelms my senses.Is this Krogoth’s thoughts? How can he control these emotions?I inhale in total amazement as I project more into his mind in a similar way I could with Machsin's powers. I can feel his love, his protectiveness, his arousal, his Rush, his desire to fuck me, his desire to fill me with his seed.

It’s a potent cocktail of powerful emotions that almost makes me cry and laugh simultaneously. Krogoth kisses my lips passionately as he continues to fuck me mercilessly. I open my mouth for him as I’ve opened my legs and heart for him. Our tongues collide and caress each other in a frantic dance of longing and need.

The pleasure builds within me as I feel my pussy become tighter and tighter with each of his long strokes pulsating deep within me. I pant heavily, once again seeking the comfort of his powerful chest to bury my head in, as I feel myself building to a climax we both crave.

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