Page 14 of Unexpected Alien Prince

I take it all in trying to wrap my head around what I’m getting myself into.

“Are all these planets populated?”

“Eight of the twelve in my system,” he says. “This does not show the Talinsen galaxy where Krix is, but it has nine planets in it. Including Tajss.”

“Tajss? What’s special about Tajss?”

“It’s the only place that epis grows,” he says, nuzzling my neck. His fangs drag across my skin and it’s incredibly erotic.

“Epis?” I ask, trying to suppress a shiver of delight.

He nibbles on my neck and his erection digs into my backside.

“A very unique plant,” he says. “It has many side effects, but mostly it extends life. It is, as you can imagine, very valuable. The one who controls epis controls the universe. Or so the saying goes.”

“That sounds terrifying,” I say.

“Mmm,” he says, kissing across my shoulder as his hands wander down across my stomach and come to rest over my pants right on top of my pussy.

I lean my head to the side, giving myself over to his kisses and attention. I love the sensation of his fangs dragging across my skin. He rubs hard on my mound with one hand while the other finds the hem of my blouse.

Skillfully he pulls up and I raise my hands so my shirt slides right off. He growls in my ear and pushes his hard cock harder against my ass. I grind against him. It’s as if not a day has passed. He’s the same and though I’m not really, at the same time I am.

We move together, through the fumbly parts of sex. Clothes tangling, not being able to reach where you want, the awkward positioning, all of it is overridden with us. We work. It’s not smooth but when is sex really ever smooth unless it’s being faked by porn stars?

I turn into him, pressing my ample breasts against his chest and in my turn I get his shirt off. I take a step back and admire his hard body.

“That’s new,” I say, tracing a long scar that runs across his left ribs. I’d noticed it earlier but didn’t really register when I was more worried about the bleeding wounds.

“It has been very dangerous,” he says. “I will tell you all of it but, for now, I’d prefer to focus on you.”

“Oh,” I say, instantly feeling self-conscious.

I’m significantly heavier than I was when he left. Loneliness, depression, and age have all taken a toll. I cast my eyes down but he hooks my chin and pulls my head up until I’m looking into his eyes.

“You look amazing,” he says, his voice rich and husky.

His eyes burn with desire and his erection is straining at his pants so hard it looks like it might rip its way free. A smile spreads over my face and I run my fingers along the length of the bulge in his pants.

“You’re happy to see me…”

“You have no idea,” he says with a long, low groan as his cock throbs under my hand.

He runs his hands through my hair then lowers his forehead and rests it on mine. His hands roam over my shoulders than unfastens my bra. My boobs drop free and he pulls me closer, his cock crushing into my belly.

He moves into me, forcing me to back up, until the back of my legs hit the bed. He lowers me down onto it, his hands moving as he does. They stop on my pants and undo them and I lift to help him slide them off.

He kisses me, deeply, penetrating, as his fangs bite my lip and tug. I groan with pleasure. His free hand is rubbing over my pussy and I’m ready for him to enter.

“Mmm,” I moan my pleasure.

I undo his pants and they drop until they hang up on his cock. I blindly fumble to free his rock hard member which is what I really want. He moves his hips which helps then his pants drop to his ankles. He’s standing in front of me and I’m on the bed, his cock is right there, ready to enter, but he hesitates.

“Adella,” he says. His face is conflicted as if he is warring within himself. “There is one more thing I must tell you.”

“Now?” I ask, grabbing onto his cock and stroking its length.

He bites his lip and nods. I know I should stop and listen, it’s clearly important, but the feel of his cock in my hand and the way it fits is too distracting. I tighten my grip and increase the speed of my stroking. I’m rewarded for the effort by a long, low groan and him closing his eyes.

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