Page 18 of Ulfar

With a combination of licking, sucking, and kissing every part of him I can reach, I stroke his cock with increasing speed and pressure until his face is red with strain and his eyes squeeze closed in concentration.

This time, it’s my turn to say it. “Let go,” I whisper against his flesh. “Give it to me.”

Just like that, it’s like a switch flips. Ulfar sits up, pure animal lust in his eyes. “I want you,” he growls, pulling away from my hands and mouth. “I want to finish inside of you. Feel you clench around me, please. I need to be inside you, right now.”

And though I’m momentarily disappointed that he won’t cum in my mouth, his words have me close to the edge already. As he grabs and flips me over, I see just how much he was holding back.

“Fuck,” he grunts as his length spears inside of me with one smooth stroke. I’m still so wet, so turned on for him that it’s the most natural thing in the world. My walls welcome him in, and as he drives home it’s like two pieces of a puzzle connecting at last. He winds his hands in my hair, pressing his forehead to mine as he makes short , shallow thrusts deep inside.

“Sarah,” he chants like a prayer, pushing me deeper, pushing me closer. “Sarah, Sarah, Sarah, Sarah!”

And with a shudder that feels like it could shake the entire house, he roars out his release and stays there, buried inside me, filling my aching cunt with his seed as we cling to each other for dear life. Not as surrogates. Not as alpha and omega.

For the first time, we are only lovers.

MEETING HIS MOUNT

ULFAR

The next few days pass easily. We’re getting more comfortable with each other, but there’s still something simmering beneath the surface that I can’t quite name. Every time I try to ask her about her past or her planet, she freezes up. Shuts down. I know everyone’s entitled to their secrets, but the alpha part of me wants to find whatever it is that’s hurting her and fix it so that she’ll never be sad again.

If I do that, I know I risk coming on too strong. My heart yearns for this to be more than just a contracted deal, but I am still not sure if she feels the same way. That’s why I come up with a plan: a little trip for the both of us, away from the prying eyes of the ISA. When we have time alone to chat and truly be together, I’ll open up to her.

And I can only hope that she will as well.

“Sarah?” I call into the bedroom while I finish cooking the Earth breakfast she loves so much—bacon and round, fluffy discs called pancakes. “Breakfast is almost ready.”

“Just a minute!” she calls back.

As I plate up the food, she steps out of the bedroom wearing only my robe and a towel around her hair. The robe is comically large on her, nearly falling off her shoulders and pooling at her ankles, but I don’t mind. It pleases me to see her wearing my things. And besides, the way it’s hanging open displays a delicious amount of skin that almost makes me forget all about breakfast.

“This looks amazing,” she says earnestly, pulling up a chair at the bar seating. I slide the plate over to her and she digs in with gusto, letting out a happy hum. “Mmmm, this is so good! It tastes just like the bacon back on Earth, how did you do it?”

I chuckle to myself. She doesn’t need to know the trouble I went through to have it specially imported. “I have my ways. Now eat up, there’s something I wanted to talk to you about.”

“Oh?” She raises an eyebrow, a bit of syrup from the pancake still smeared on her lip. I want to lean forward and kiss her, just to lick that sweet nectar away. I don’t want to interrupt her meal, though. It’s considered very rude among my people. I don’t know about hers, but I’ll have to put my horny impulses on hold for a bit longer.

“How do you feel about going on a trip?”

Sarah’s eyes widen. “A trip? Where?”

“Don’t worry, we won’t be going too far. It’s one of my favorite spots. I’d love to take you there. There’s a lovely grotto, giant mushrooms that nearly touch the sky, and the best views this side of the galaxy.”

She thinks to herself for a few moments while she finishes eating, and I don’t miss the way her cheeks flush at the idea. After taking the final bite of her pancake, she looks back up at me. “Is it safe?”

I almost laugh but manage to catch myself in time. Leaning forward, I place my hand on her chin and lift it up to face me. “Do you need a big, strong man to come with you?”

With a gasp she swats my hand away, but the tone of her voice is nothing but playful. “You know what I mean, silly. I just meant...” She gestures at the cottage. “Away from here. Thought we had to stay put as per the Intergalactic Surrogacy Agency regulations.”

“Don’t worry, I’ve already made the arrangements.” Which is to say I checked to see if we were going to get in trouble or not. I didn’t find anything, but better to ask forgiveness than permission, right? What they don’t know won’t hurt them.

A soft, easy smile spreads its way across Sarah’s face. I want to see her smile like that for the rest of my life, if she’ll let me. “That sounds really beautiful,” she says softly. “But how long will we be gone?”

She’s still worried. How cute. “A few days, a weekend at most.”

I circle around so that I’m standing behind her, wrapping my arms around her shoulders and leaning my head down to hers. “You don’t have to worry about anything when you’re with me, Sarah. I hope you know that.” I take one of her hands in my own and link our fingers before bringing it to my lips in a soft kiss. “I will always take care of you. That is my duty not only as an alpha, but as a man and as a citizen of this great planet.”

Sarah leans her head back into mine. She lets out a sigh and I feel her muscles relax. That’s a good thing. She no longer tenses up when I make those promises like she used to, and maybe one day soon she’ll open up to me completely.

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