Page 13 of Testing the Kot'oll Officer

I nod, my heart pounding in my chest. "Alright, my mate. Let's do this."

As I straddle him, our eyes locked, the intensity of our connection is electric like a current is flowing between us. I lean forward, my lips meeting his once more, our tongues dancing in a fiery ballet.

As we kiss, I slowly lower myself onto his cock. I gasp when he stretches me, so much so... I'm dripping wet and his cock doesn'thurt like I imagined it will. Each inch that gets into me is pure bliss, and I want nothing more than to continue enjoying the pleasure. I clench my teeth and wrap my arms around his neck, holding tight as I begin to rise and fall in rhythm with him. He grips my waist, his fingers digging into my skin as he thrusts into me, filling me completely with every stroke.

Our eyes stay locked as we move in unison, the intensity of the experience building between us. My lungs burn as I gasp and moan, my heart beating wildly in my chest. "Oh, Vatok," I gasp, my voice breathless and urgent. "You feel amazing!"

His eyes darken with desire. "As do you. You are so good at this."

His words send shivers through me. He keeps me steady on his lap with his hands on my waist, at the same time, he cups my cheeks with his two other hands. His cock twitches and gets even stronger. "Julie... Somehow, I could have never imagined this."

I arch my back, my hips pulsing against his as the blissful sensation grows and grows. "Yes!" I cry out, my mind on the brink of my release. "I'm... Oh god, I'm almost...!”

The heat of Vatok's cock pulsing inside me is so different from what I've experienced. Each thrust sends waves of pleasure radiating through my body. The tension builds to an almost unbearable level. My moans grow louder, uncontrollable as the sensations overwhelm me. I cling to him for support, buried in his masculine embrace. His hands roam my body, caressing every curve and contour, and I melt into his touch, craving more.

I wrap my legs tighter around his waist, urging him deeper. "Take me!"

"Why do you feel this good?" he grunts, his movements becoming erratic. "Your tight little pussy is sucking me in."

"Don't stop!" I gasp, teetering on the edge of an orgasm. "I'm so close! Make me come, please!"

With one final deep, powerful thrust, he plunges into my deepest spot, hitting that sweet spot that sends me spiraling over the edge. My orgasm crashes over me like a tidal wave, and I scream his name. Wave after wave of white-hot pleasure courses through me. I shudder in his strong arms, completely surrendering myself to the intoxicating pleasure.

Vatok stiffens, his breath hitching as he joins me in my climax. He throws his head back and lets out a deep, guttural moan, his cock pulsing and throbbing inside me.

His hot cum fills me, in that moment, there's nothing but raw bliss. I don't want to care whether this is the right thing to do anymore. It's just some fucking around, what can go wrong anyway?

He holds my chin and he strokes my back and my sides. "I want to say something, but I'm not that good at flirting."

I laugh at that. "I think you're fine, not too bad."

He lifts me and stands. "I think you should get some rest."

I moan when his cock's still inside me, hitting me as he moves. "Mm..."

He carries me effortlessly, with extra hands to take our cups of water as he heads to my room. I cling to him, still lost in the afterglow. Staying in his arms feels safe. He lays me down on the soft sheets of my bed, his gaze lingering on my face, tracing the contours of my features with an intensity that makes my heart flutter.

"You look even more beautiful when you're flushed with satisfaction." He brushes a strand of hair away from my face.

I smile at him, my fingers tracing the outlines of his muscles. "You're not so bad yourself."

He chuckles. "I'll take that as a compliment." He flexes his arms. "This is the body for protecting... others."

Was he going to say that he'd be protecting his mate with those arms? I know I'm stretching that, but... Maybe I want to be that mate.

Vatok withdraws from me gently, and there's a twinge of loss in me as he does. But he quickly dispels any sense of emptiness by lying beside me, gathering me in his arms so my head rests on his chest. His heart beats a steady rhythm beneath my ear, a comforting reminder of the life that flows through him.

He asks, "Do you want me to hold you like this?"

"Don't be silly and stop your dumb questions." I wrap myself closer to him. Something must be wrong with me, but I want this more than I can imagine.

"Good." He pats my back, stroking me as if he's trying to get me sleeping.

We lie there in silence, the only sounds the soft whisper of our breathing and the distant hum of the city outside. His fingers draw lazy patterns on my back, sending pleasant shivers down my spine. I close my eyes, savoring the closeness, the intimacy of the moment.

He pulls the blanket and covers us. "Sadly, I'm a bit too tired to shower. Do you mind a smelly kot'oll?"

I laugh. "I'm smelly too."

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