Page 19 of Rescued By the Alien Acolyte

“I need you,” she says, her voice thick with desire. “I need you inside me, Finzar. I need you to claim me, to make me yours.”

I growl, my cock throbbing at her words. “As you wish, little flame,” I say, positioning myself at her entrance. “But remember, this is my first time. Be gentle with me.” Gentle is as foreign to me as these blessed pleasures are.

Loelle laughs, a low, husky sound that sends shivers down my spine. “Oh, Finzar,” she says, her eyes shining with mischief. “I think it’s you who needs to be gentle with me.”

I pull back, kneeling between her legs. My cock is rock-hard and ready, and I know it’s time. I push the tip of my cock inside of her, and the feel of her wet heat is almost enough to send meover the edge. But I want to savor every second, making my little flame ready for me. So I move painfully slow, sliding deeper and deeper with each thrust.

Finally, I’m buried to the hilt, my knot pressing against her entrance. “Are you ready?” I growl, my voice thick with desire.

“Fuck, Finzar. Yes!” she breathes, her body trembling with anticipation.

I take a deep breath, and I push my knot into her. She cries out, the pleasure and the pain mixing, her body clenching around me. I groan, the feeling almost too much to bear.

We begin to move together, and the ecstasy is beyond anything I could have imagined. Our bodies fit perfectly together, as if we were made for each other. I can feel her walls tightening around me, her sweet body milking my cock. I groan, the sensation driving me wild.

I can feel the tension coiling within her, her body trembling beneath mine as we move together. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, punctuated by soft moans that send shivers down my spine. I can see the desire burning in her eyes, a fire that threatens to consume us both as we chase the release that lies just beyond our grasp. I revel in the sight of her. Her lips parted and cheeks flushed with pleasure, her hair splayed out across the pillow like a fiery halo framing her beautiful face.

As I thrust deeper inside her, I can feel her walls clenching around me, her body straining toward the precipice of ecstasy. The sound of our bodies slapping together fills the room, a sound that drives me ever closer to my own climax. But I refuse to surrender to the pleasure just yet, determined to push her over the edge first, to make her scream my name as she shatters beneath me.

I slide one hand between our bodies, my fingertips finding her clit with unerring accuracy. She gasps as I begin to circle the sensitive nub, her hips bucking wildly as I apply just the rightamount of pressure. I can feel her muscles tensing, her nails digging into my back as she clings to me, desperate for release.

“Finzar,” she whispers, her voice hoarse with need. “Please… I need… I need to come.”

Her words send a jolt of pure lust coursing through me, and I know I cannot deny her any longer. I redouble my efforts, thrusting my knot harder and faster as I continue to work her clit with my fingers. Her breath hitches, her body trembling violently as she teeters on the brink of orgasm.

“Come for me, little flame,” I growl, my voice low and rough with desire. “Let me feel you shatter around me.”

As if my words were the key to unlocking her orgasm, she cries out, her body convulsing as she plummets over the edge into ecstasy. I can feel her walls contracting around me, her slick heat milking my cock as wave after wave of pleasure crashes over her. The sight of her lost in the throes of her climax, her face contorted with bliss, is more than I can bear.

With a guttural roar, I give in to my release, my cock pulsing within her as I spill my seed deep inside her welcoming warmth. My vision blurs as I ride out the intense pleasure that courses through every fiber of my being.

As the last glimmers of our orgasms fade, we collapse onto the bed, our bodies still joined, our hearts pounding in unison. As I release her from the bindings, she immediately curls against me, her body fitting perfectly against mine. I can feel her heartbeat gradually returning to normal, the steady rhythm a comforting counterpoint to the chaos that awaits us beyond the confines of this room.

My knot finally releases, allowing me to slip out of her. I watch as my seed drips down her thighs, a primal satisfaction welling up within me at the sight. I know that at this moment, she is truly mine and I am hers as I wrap my arms around her, holding her close.

We lie there for a moment, catching our breath. My fingers trace lazy patterns on her skin, and I can feel her heart beating against my chest.

“That was amazing,” she breathes, her voice thick with satisfaction.

I nod, my body humming with pleasure. “For my first time, it was worth the wait.”

She laughs, a low, husky sound that makes my blood sing.

“You are a quick study in female pleasure, Finzar,” she teases, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

“Well, I may have been a late bloomer, but I think I just set a new record for the fastest learner,” I reply with a confident grin, earning a laugh from her as she playfully swats my arm.

I kiss her forehead, breathing in her scent. I could stay like this forever, wrapped in her embrace, our bodies entwined. But we have a dangerous task ahead of us, and we need to rest.

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A soft knock interrupts our brief respite. Leera’s voice filters through the door, urgent and tense. “Loelle, Finzar—we’ve got news. It’s important.”

I growl low in my throat, annoyed at the interruption. Loelle places a calming hand on my arm, her touch grounding me. We dress quickly, exchanging worried glances. As we step out of the room, I feel my walls going up, my shoulders tensing and my back straightening. I narrow my eyes, scanning every corner for threats. The tender moments we shared are locked away. I must be the dark blade now turned against the Nexus.

In the main room, the crew is gathered, their faces grim in the dim light. The air is thick with tension, and I can smell the familiar pungent scent of fear. Leera’s antennae twitch nervously as she speaks, her melodic voice strained.

“My contacts just reported in. The Dune Marauders are combing the city, trying to flush you both out. They’re working with the Nexus to ensure the Solstice ritual happens.”

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