Page 50 of Fallen from the Stars

Trepidation clashed with her curiosity, but both were in the shadow of her excitement. Alien or not, this wasVasil. And, for a little while, he belonged to her.

She slid her hand farther down until her fingers met his slit. She lightly traced it, down and back up; it parted beneath her fingertips.

“Theo,” Vasil groaned as he was wracked by a shudder.

His slit parted wide, and his cock, glistening with secretions, emerged to slide into her hand. Without hesitation, she wrapped her fingers around it.

Vasil squeezed his eyes shut and arched his back, pressing his cock further into her grasp. Her sex clenched at the feel and sight of him. He was hard and thick, her fingers not quite reaching all the way around him. Theo squeezed her thighs together against the surge of lust that filled her as she imagined him inside her, filling her, stretching her.

She pumped her hand up and down his length, relishing his every twitch and shudder, delighting in his soft groans. He tilted his head back and bared his teeth as he clutched the armrests. There was something empowering about having a strong, dangerous being at her mercy, about seeing him lose himself at her touch.

Lightning flashed overhead, illuminating Vasil and granting Theo a glimpse of his cock in her hand; it was pale gray like the rest of him, not pink and eel-like. But the light revealed something more, something at the base of his shaft she couldn’t quite make out before the shadows returned. Thunder rattled the pod a moment later. The vibrations coursed through her to intensify her desire.

Sliding her fist down, she opened her fingers and felt around his base. Her fingers met several thin tendrils, perhaps five centimeters long, that seemed to seek her touch; they curled and pulsed around her fingertips with surprising strength. Theo knew exactly what they would touch when he was inside her. His alien body didn’t repulse her, didn’t frighten her — itintriguedher.

No more waiting.

Releasing him, Theo drew back and disentangled his tentacle from her leg.

One of his arms darted out, and his fingers slipped into her hair, halting her before she moved any farther.

Vasil’s silver eyes gleamed in the console light as he met her gaze. “I need you, Theo.Now.” His voice was a deep rumble, matching the thunder.

Liquid heat flooded her sex.

“I know,” she said, taking his hand and gently guiding it from her hair down to her body. She lay back against the seat, trailing his hand down her stomach, and opened her legs wide. With her coaxing, he slipped his fingers between her thighs, beneath the under suit, to dip in her essence. “I need you, too.”

The pad of his finger brushed along her folds before he withdrew his hand. She tensed, desperate for more, but he was too strong. She released her hold on him as he raised his hand to his mouth, extended his tongue, and licked her wetness off his finger. The sight of it sent a fresh rush of heat through her.

Nostrils flaring, Vasil closed his eyes and growled. For a few moments, he was still — terribly, frustratingly still.

In a burst of speed, he was off his seat and in front of her. Her breath hitched as his claws shredded her under suit, somehow avoiding her skin. He shoved the pieces aside to expose her chest and pelvis to his hungry stare. Before she could react, he slipped his hands under her ass, lifted her off the seat, and lowered his mouth to her sex.

Theo gasped at the feel of his tongue against her folds. Her hands flew to his head, anchoring her in place, and she caught her bottom lip between her teeth. She moaned deeply. Vasil’s head between her thighs was the most erotic thing she’d ever seen, andnothinghad ever felt this good.

His tongue stroked upward to flick over her clit, and she released a cry, hips bucking against his mouth.

Correction. Nothing ever feltthatgood.

Vasil paused and tilted his head, seeming to consider her reaction. He repeated the same stroke with his tongue, pressing a little harder around her clit. Theo moaned louder, draping her legs over his shoulders and digging her heels into his back to spur him on. He didn’t seem to need any encouragement. His tongue glided over her again and again, swirling around her clit, lapping at her essence as though he were a man starved and only she could provide him sustenance. Her fingers curled, nails grazing his scalp.

The storm faded from Theo’s awareness; the pleasure coalescing within her chased away everything but Vasil and the sensations she was experiencing. He drove her unrelentingly higher and higher.

“Oh, fuck,” Theo groaned, grinding her pelvis against his mouth. It was too much.Too much. “Vasil…”

Vasil opened his eyes and met her gaze. He growled against her, latched onto her clit, and sucked.

Everything inside Theo shattered.

She screamed, and her body went taut with overwhelming pleasure. She squeezed her eyes shut and dropped her head back against the headrest as wave after wave of sensation crashed through her body.

Vasil clutched her ass tighter, pulling her closer as he fed from her release. The tips of his claws dug into her flesh, but she didn’t care; all that mattered was that he didn’t stop.

He eased his hold on her only when her body, limp and weak, sagged against the seat. He lowered her bottom onto the cushion but didn’t pull away, continuing to leisurely lap at her as though he were powerless but to consume every drop of her essence.

“I have never tasted anything so sweet,” Vasil said against her. He pulled his hands out from beneath her and ran his palms over her outer thighs.

She lazily caressed his head as he continued to unhurriedly move his tongue against her sex, sending another rush of pleasure through her. She savored the feeling.

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