Page 57 of An Alien for the Future

My throat tightens. Words fail me. For a moment, I wonder if my translator is on the fritz again, translating the exact words I want to hear. Of all the people to understand the ache in my soul, I would have never thought a female as soft and lovely as this ever would.

But this is why I’m sure she’s mykahl. She understands more than I realized.

Her claw shifts against the weight of mine, rubbing the scales on my chest. Her touch is so warm, so reassuring, some of the tension leaves my shoulders. “We’ve both been through things that have left their mark. But that doesn’t make either of us undeserving of happiness, of connection, of…whatever this is between us.”

My core-beat stops. Did I hear right? Or is my translator chip—

When Donna suddenly leans forward and her lips brush against mine, the rumble that goes through me makes the surface of the water vibrate. Water sloshes as I lean over the bath and reach for her, groaning again as our tongues meet and her softness presses against me.

Oh gods. I will never get enough of this.

Before my mind can catch up, my body is already out of the water, lifting my female against me.

“Tovan.” She’s breathless, but her lips press against mine again. Water drips everywhere as I press her into a counter at her back, and when her legs open, inviting me in, I can’t help but growl into her throat.

It makes her whimper. Makes her go limp. And my whole being lights up with need.

My cock bobs, already seeping pre-spend and I try to press it into the counter to keep it away from the center of her thighs. But my female protests.

Donna whimpers again, tugging me closer as her hips roll and shift.

Breathless, I pull my lips from hers. “We can’t,” I pant.

“Why not?”

“I knotted you last time and you are so small, my kahl.”

“I can take it.”

Frakk. My cock aches against the hard wood.

“Not here. Not like this.”

Donna pauses, gaze meeting mine before she runs her tiny pink tongue across her lips.

Leaning in, she presses her nose into my neck, pulling in a deep lungful of air. “You smell so good.” She shifts her hips and reaches down between us. When her digits come in contact with my heated flesh, I jerk, a ripple of sensation going through me.

“Don’t knot me right now. Just…just make love to me. You can do that, right?”

Frakk. I will do anything she wants. “Yes, mykahl.”

I can’t resist anymore. Shifting my lips, I allow my cock to bob upward, pressing between her thighs.

“Wait.” She reaches between us and shifts away a piece of fabric that’s covering her beautiful slit. “Now.”

Gods, I wanted to take it slow, but the moment her softness begins to close around me, I lose control. And Donna pulls me in. With a moan and a jerk of her hips, she pulls me in deeper.

Her warmth envelops me and the pleasure is so intense I can only see stars. A groan reverberates through my chest as I begin to move, slow at first, but she urges me on with her heels against my spine, her claws clutching at my scales.

“Yes,” she whispers, her breath hot against my ear. “Oh shit yes. Don’t stop. Don’t you dare stop. I need this. I need…I need…”

Me?

I can hear the fact she wants to say it. But she’s not quite there yet. No matter. I am a patient male. I will wait. And in the meantime, I will make her slit weep.

My hips snap forward, driving into her with a force that makes her cry out in quick succession. Her body takes all of me, every inch, fitting perfectly around my length. And I bury myself inside her.

Her moans fill the room, mingling with my growls and the sound of our bodies meeting. I can feel her core-beat racing, her breath coming in quick gasps.

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