Page 20 of Her Alien Guardian

“I will now complete my public claiming of my wife in the traditional way,” Alpha announced, his deep voice resonating through my body.

My eyes widened in shock as I realized what he meant. Surely he couldn’t intend to… not there… not with such an enormous member. I watched, transfixed, as Alpha’s massive blue hands grasped Sala’s reddened bottom cheeks, pulling them apart to expose her most intimate opening.

Sala’s fingers tightened around mine as Alpha began to push the bulbous head of his rigid cock against her anus. I could see the muscles in her back and shoulders tensing, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.

“Breathe, my love,” Alpha murmured, his tone gentle despite the lewd act he was about to perform. “Let me in.”

Sala nodded, drawing in a deep breath. I felt her grip on my hands loosen slightly as she consciously tried to relax her body. Alpha pressed forward, the head of his cock slowly, inexorably stretching Sala’s tight ring of muscle.

Suddenly, Sala cried out, her body jerking in its bonds. Her nails dug into my palms as the head of Alpha’s massive cock breached her anus, disappearing inside her. I winced in sympathetic pain, unable to imagine how it must feel to be so thoroughly stretched and filled.

As Alpha continued to push deeper, I found myself mesmerized by the sight of his blue shaft slowly vanishing into Sala’s body. The visible divergence between his alien skin and her pale flesh seemed strangely beautiful. I could see every ridge and vein of his cock as it sank deeper and deeper, stretching Sala’s anus to what seemed an impossible degree.

Sala’s cries had taken on a strange, otherworldly quality. Her eyes were wide but unfocused, her mouth open in a silent scream. I could almost feel her consciousness traveling outof her body, fleeing the overwhelming sensations as Alpha’s massive member impaled her little bottom.

Her grip on my hands loosened further, and I feared she might faint. But then Alpha paused, fully seated within her, and Sala’s eyes seemed to refocus. She drew in a shuddering breath, her gaze meeting mine.

“Oh, Tessara,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “I feel so… full. So complete.”

I stared at her in wonder, marveling at the mix of pain and ecstasy etched across her features. How could she find pleasure in such an act? And yet, as I watched Alpha begin to move, withdrawing slightly before thrusting back in, I saw Sala’s expression transform into one of pure bliss.

My own body thrummed with confused need as I witnessed this most intimate of acts. I felt ashamed of my reaction, yet I couldn’t look away. The sight of Alpha’s massive penis in my new friend’s bottom mesmerized me. I gripped Sala’s hands more tightly, realizing suddenly that to do so kept me from touching my cunny as I so desperately—and mortifyingly—longed to do.

Sala’s fingers tightened around mine once more as Alpha’s thrusts grew more powerful. Her breath came in short, ragged gasps, punctuated by soft whimpers and moans. I watched in fascination as her face contorted with a mixture of pain and pleasure, her blue eyes glazed over with lust.

“Please…” Sala whispered, turning her head over her shoulder, her voice barely audible over the sounds of flesh meeting flesh. “Please, my lord.”

Alpha’s silver-violet eyes locked onto his wife’s face, a knowing smile playing at the corners of his mouth. Without breaking hisrhythm, he reached down to the arm of the command chair. His large blue hand brushed over a small panel, revealing a hidden switch.

As Alpha flicked the switch, a low buzzing sound filled the air. Sala’s entire body went rigid, her back arching as much as her bonds would allow. A scream tore from her throat, a sound of such intense pleasure and pain that it sent shivers down my spine.

My eyes widened as I realized what was happening. There must be some sort of vibrating device concealed within the chair, pressed intimately against Sala’s most sensitive areas. The sheer ingenuity of it took my breath away—a reward for good behavior, or perhaps an additional punishment, depending on how it was used.

Sala’s cries grew louder, more frantic. Her hands clutched mine so tightly I feared she might break my fingers. “Oh! Oh, my lord! It’s too much… I can’t… I’m going to…”

Her words dissolved into incoherent moans as her body began to convulse. I watched in awe as Sala’s first orgasm crashed over her, her face a mask of ecstasy. Alpha never slowed his relentless pace, fucking her through her climax and pushing her immediately toward another.

“That’s it, my love,” Alpha growled, his massive hands gripping Sala’s hips tightly. “Come for me. Show our crew how much you love being fucked in this tight little bottom.”

Sala screamed again as a second orgasm ripped through her, even more intense than the first. Her entire body shook with the force of it, sweat glistening on her pale skin. I could see hertoes curling, her legs straining against their bonds as waves of pleasure racked her frame.

The vibrations from the chair never ceased, and Alpha’s punishing rhythm never faltered. Sala was caught in a loop of endless stimulation, her body wringing out orgasm after orgasm. Her cries had become almost constant now, a stream of pleas and praises tumbling from her lips.

“My lord! Alpha! Oh, please… it’s so good… I can’t take any more… please don’t stop!”

I lost count of how many times Sala came, each climax seeming to blend into the next. Her face was flushed, her black hair plastered to her forehead with sweat.

At last, I saw Alpha’s massive blue body begin to tense. His thrusts became faster, more erratic, as he chased his own release. Sala’s cries had faded to soft whimpers, her body limp and pliant in its bonds.

“Sala,” Alpha growled, his voice thick with lust. “My beautiful, obedient wife. I’m going to fill you now. You’ve pleased me so well.”

Sala managed to lift her head, her blue eyes finding Alpha’s. “Yes,” she breathed. “Please, my lord. I need to feel you…”

With a roar that seemed to shake the very foundations of the ship, Alpha thrust his hips one final time. I watched in awe as his massive cock pulsed visibly, pumping his alien seed deep into Sala’s bottom. Sala let out a soft cry, her body shuddering with one last, gentle orgasm as she was filled.

For a long moment, they remained frozen in that tableau—Alpha bent over Sala’s bound form, both of them panting heavily. Theair seemed thick with the scent of sex and sweat, the soft buzzing of the chair’s hidden device the only sound besides their labored breathing.

Then, slowly, Alpha began to withdraw. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the sight of his massive blue cock, still semi-hard, slipping free of Sala’s body. A trickle of his pearlescent seed followed, trailing down Sala’s thigh.

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