Page 16 of Snowed in with my Alien Boss

“Fuck!” he swore.

“Yes!” she replied, not caring which way he meant it.She wanted this. Wanted him.

He cupped her mound in his palm and she bucked her hips, wanting more contact.

“I need to get you ready for me,” he said through gritted teeth.

He pumped two fingers into her, and she was already so wet for him that they slid in easily. His movements were a bit jerky, like he was trying so hard not to devour her whole. She moaned and rolled her hips, wanting him to know just how badly she needed him right now.

“I already am. Please,” she begged.

His other hand flew to his pants, unfastening and shoving them down. His huge length bobbed heavily in front of her, the tip glistening with precum.

God! She couldn’t wait. She was burning up.

As he pulled her to the edge of the desk, she wrapped her legs around his hips, pulling him closer with her heels.

He slid the thick head through her juices, lined them up, and pushed in.

At first, Abby almost regretted telling him she was ready. He was huge, and it felt impossible. He grunted and rocked his hips, each movement taking him deeper into her. When it felt like she’d burst he stilled, fully sheathed inside her.

“Stars, Abby,” he groaned.

Then he was fucking her, and words were no longer possible. All she could do was scream.

Chapter 12: Grogen

Grogen growled as he pumped into his female. Abby was everything he’d imagined and more.

The bloodlust slowly subsided as he fucked her, his cheek creases folding back in and his fangs retracting. He felt more in control now and slowed down, worried that he had hurt her in his hurry to claim her and assuage the bloodlust. But there was no fear in her eyes or pain in her scent, just raw lust and pleasure.

Abby was beautiful, splayed out on the very desk he’d fantasized fucking her on so many times. She arched her back, thrusting her breasts out like an offering. He cupped them in his palms, lightly pinching a nipple, which elicited an excited hiss.

“So perfect,” he murmured, enjoying the immaculate view.

She was sliding up the desk, so he grasped her hips and lifted them to meet his. The new angle had him hitting something inside her that had her screaming. He loved how reactive she was, how every brush of his pelvis against the little nub above her sex had her crying out in breathy moans. It was so easy to please her when she gave him all the feedback he wanted.

He wanted to go slow but he couldn’t, not when she was writhing underneath him like that. Her breathing grew faster, and her channel started to tighten around him even more. He had to fight to even move now, but it was a good fight, and he relished every moment of it.

Her screaming stopped and she froze, mouth open in a silent ‘O.’ She was milking him, her hot cunt squeezing him in rhythm as her body shook and pulsed around him.

“Good girl. That’s it. Come all over my cock.”

He bent to nuzzle the pale column of her neck, even as he continued thrusting into her. She was sobbing and clutching him now, spent from her release. Grogen thrust a few more times before giving himself over to pleasure as well and spilling his seed into her with a grunt.

Soon, there was nothing but the sound of their breathing and the pounding of blood in his ears.

Grogen held Abby for some time, waiting for the tightness in his chest to fade. But it didn’t, and he realized what it was: the mate bond was starting, and it was forming fast. It felt like he was tumbling head-first and uncontrolled into the unknown. Any second now, it would be too late.

He tried to calm his panic. It was too soon. Humans took time to fall in love. He’d heard of instances of human females rejecting their mates because they had moved too fast and had scared them away. That categorically could not happen to him. He wouldn’t survive it. Now he understood why some Talleans, rejected by their mate, often slowly went insane, unable to sleep or eat, their thoughts getting more twisted with every passing day. Some ultimately survived, but they were a husk of what they once were.

He needed time to convince her to accept him, time for love to catch up with the mate bond. That meant he had to avoid her for a few days, at least: if he continued spending time with her like this, he was sure the bond would solidify soon.

He closed his eyes and inhaled their mingled scents. This would have to last him for the next few days as he forced the bond to cool down. Once he’d committed the unique combined aroma to memory, he released her and they cleaned up before returning to the staff room.

“Yes!”

Abby was grinning from ear to ear while holding her comm unit victoriously in the air. Her eyes met Grogen’s.

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