Page 52 of Fallen from the Stars

Her entire body tensed as her sex rippled and tightened around his cock. Her throaty cries increased in volume with each of his continued thrusts.

Clutching her body against his, he slammed her down again, and the pressure in him was suddenly too much. For an instant, he felt as though it would tear him asunder. All his muscles locked at once, and he finally burst. He threw back his head and roared as his cock pumped seed into Theo. The pressure diminished slightly with each gyration of his hips, rocking him with successive waves of pleasure that curled the tips of his tentacles.

Theo shuddered, moaning softly. Delicious heat radiated from her body. Vasil groaned and turned his face into her hair, breathing deep her scent and the aroma of their coupling. She undulated upon him, pushing herself to another quick climax, and produced a soft cry as her sex pulled him deeper still.

Skin slick with sweat, she sagged in his embrace. Her breath was warm on his neck. The tiny tentacles around the base of his cock stroked her lazily, offering him a hint of her sweet, enticing taste. It was enough to satisfy him — for now.

Vasil lay back against the seat, drawing Theo atop him without pulling out of her body. She inhaled deeply and released a satisfied hum. He gently combed his fingers through her hair, lightly grazing the tips of his claws over her scalp, her neck, and finally her back. Soon, her breathing evened out in sleep.

The storm filled in the quiet created by the silencing of their ragged breaths and pleasured cries, its chaotic mingling of sounds oddly steady and comforting. Even the random peals of thunder seemed somehowright.

Theo’s body was warm, her flesh soft and smooth, and now that he had his arms around her, Vasil knew he could never let her go.

His experiences amongst his people told him this didn’t necessarily mean anything; the act of mating did not create any obligations between those involved, did not imply any sort of relationship. But didn’t humans hold a different view?

He and Theo had shared so much of themselves tonight, beneath the stormy sky — hearts and bodies alike.Thatwas meaningful. That signifiedsomething.

But did it mean the same thing to both of them? When she woke in the morning, would she hurriedly pull away from him, realizing what she’d done while mesmerized by the power and fury of the storm? He could not deny her that right, but he also didn’t think he could bear it.

Frowning, he held her a little closer, smoothing his palm over her hair.

She washis, and he’d do everything in his power to keep her.

Chapter 10

Theo’s eyes fluttered open as she slowly woke. Once the blurriness cleared from her vision, she found herself looking out across the beach and watched the foamy waves rolling onto the sand for a few moments before shifting her gaze skyward. Large, puffy clouds filled the sky, giving a gray cast to the morning light. No rain fell.

Was this just a brief reprieve, or had the storm moved on?

As her awareness expanded, she realized she wasn’t laying on a seat, but on abody. Vasil’s body. Andlayingdidn’t quite describe her posture; she wasdrapedover him. Her arms and legs were to either side of him, and her head was tucked beneath his chin, her cheek resting on his chest. The strange rhythm of his hearts was clear to her now — their pace was slow enough for her to make out each heart’s individualthump-thump, though they still came in rapid succession.

Oh, and she was naked apart from what felt like a blanket covering her backside.

Theo’s cheeks warmed, and she grinned.

I had sex with analien.

As though her leisurely sprawl wasn’t enough, Vasil had one arm banded around her waist and a tentacle wrapped around one of her legs.

“Is it safe for me to be awake, or are you about to go at it again?” Kane asked through the neural link.

Theo pressed her lips together to hold back a chuckle.

I don’t know. I think he’s still sleeping, so it’s safe. For now.

“I’d rather not see anything more than I already have. We should establish a safe word, so I know when to cut out.”

What word should it be?Theo’s brow furrowed.And how do you even know about safe words?

“There’s a lot hidden on the IDCs networks that command doesn’t know about.Soldiers get bored.”

She smirked.

So do you, apparently.

“It’s not like I have anyone in my life who can keep up with me,” he replied. “How do you feel abouttentacular penetrationas a safe word?”

Laughter burst out of Theo before she could stop it. She quickly covered her mouth, but it was too late. The tightening of Vasil’s arm and tentacle signaled that he’d woken.

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