Page 18 of Hunter's Valentine

“What if I do?”

The rumbling in my chest threatened to shake the decontaminator unit apart.

“I almost died,” she continued.

“But you did not.”

“Thanks to you. Now I want to feel alive.” She reached behind her and wrapped her fingers around my cock. “Please, Mur’k. Help me feel alive.”

Krux! How could I deny her anything? If she asked me to move the planet for her, I would.

She turned around in the small space, her eyes bright with curiosity as they landed on my cock. I sensed no disgust from her. Just desire.

“Ooh! Itisdifferent.”

Chapter 11: Sara

Smashed up against him in the decontaminator, I got an up close and personal look at the alien shape of Mur’k’s cock. Instead of a single head and shaft, it had three sections, each shaped like a mushroom, one after the other. The thickest part of each section had a hardened ridge. It was huge, too, just like the rest of him.

I squeezed my legs together, desire making my pussy wet.

He was already purring, but when I reached for him, the purring changed, getting stronger. It had me wondering if his cock would vibrate inside me as well.

Ooh! It was hard as a rock.

As the decontamination unit made another pass over our bodies, I explored him, moving my hands languidly over the three bulges. The one closest to the base was the thickest, and I wondered if I could even take it.

Fuck it! I was going to give it my best shot.

Mur’k was gripping a bar at the side of the unit, and I could see his knuckles turning white—okay, light purple—from how hard he was squeezing. I looked up and saw that his eyes were closed, and the tip of one fang was pressed to his bottom lip, like he wasbiting it. It made me feel powerful to know that I could make such a strong and mighty warrior feel this way.

The decontaminator beeped, and I was lifted off my feet and carried to the sleeping mat.

“Little hunter, if you don’t tell me to stop now, it will be too late.”

Mur’k stood over me, every bulging muscle on display. It was fucking hot, and I wanted him now before my brain came up with any reasons to stop. I didn’t want reasons! I wanted the powerful hunter before me. Purple was quickly becoming my favorite color.

“Don’t stop. I want this.”

Before the words were even out of my mouth, he was dropping to his knees on the floor. Then he was on me, his fingers questing, his lips kissing, his tongue stroking. He started at my neck and I turned my head to make room for his horns. He skated over my collarbone and moved down my body, cupping my breasts in his palms.

I gasped when he sucked a nipple into his mouth. Then he moved to the other breast, giving it equal attention before trailing even farther down. My hands had naturally landed on his horns by the time he was at my belly. How convenient!

I gave them a squeeze, and he snarled. The sound was vicious and would’ve frightened me a few days ago, but now it just turned me on. I knew he wouldn’t hurt me.

I encouraged him to move lower, wondering if he would go down on me. I didn’t need to wonder long. I felt his breath over my mound for a brief second before he dove in. I didn’t know if it was completely by accident or if he’d studied human anatomy,but his mouth closed over my clit. My hands tightened on his horns, and I hissed, not expecting the sudden jolt of pleasure.

Realizing he’d found a good spot, Mur’k stayed there a while, licking, kissing, and suckling until my hips were bucking on their own and I was tossing my head side to side on the sleeping mat. His fingers found my entrance, and he was pushing two thick digits in.

I let out a breathy scream. He had big hands, but I knew that his cock was larger than two fingers. How would it fit if I was already so full?

Mur’k groaned and I lifted my head to see him touching himself with the other hand. Yup! His cock was much larger. Huge, in fact. And those ridges were even more pronounced now. What would they feel like?

Then he was finger fucking me, and I threw my head back and pressed my hand to my mouth to muffle a scream.

He lifted his head, and I keened at the loss of his tongue. He took my hand from my mouth and pressed it firmly to the mattress at my side.

“Do not cover your mouth. I like your sounds. They will not leave this shuttle.”

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