Page 37 of Oh No, I Shot A Spaceship And Kissed An Alien Cyberchef

Now that I know her past, I especially love how she feels brave enough to state what she wants.

“Even when I’m bossy?” She asks, glaring.

“Especially when you’re bossy,” I tell her.

“What if I go too far? What if I need… punishment?” Her words are spoken in a whisper, as if she’s mentioning something forbidden.

I lean back to look into her eyes, to study her expression. My mood becomes somber as I reply. “I’ll never hurt you, Laura. I promise.”

“I know,” she says softly.

The chuckle rumbles up through me as I witness the slight stiffness of her lips as she smiles at me. My little mate… “Of course, sometimes I might be compelled to punish you… if you’re naughty enough.”

Laura licks her lips and my gaze narrows in on that little tongue. She’s done some delightful things with that tongue.

With one quick move, she reaches out and pushes something off the counter top.

“Oh no,” she states dramatically. “I just broke that… that…”

We both glance down at the piece of fruit on the floor, and how it rolls across the floor rather undramatically.

“You know what, I don’t even care what that’s called,” she states.

“Hmm, me neither,” I agree. “All that matters is that you’re punished for being so, so naughty.”

Laura giggles as I lift her up and place her on the counter top. My hands slide under the hem of her skirt, sliding it up until I reveal…

“You aren’t wearing your under things,” I remark, staring at her exposed pussy. Already I can see glistening curls, damp with her excitement.

“I really am naughty.” Laura gives me a conspiratorial grin. “Besides, I thought you might like to snack on something sweet in between meal rushes.”

I spread her legs, my tail curling around her ankle to hold her open to me. The sight before me is more appetizing than any meal I’ve ever prepared.

“Wait,” she gasps, fingers curling around my horns as I kneel before her. “The door!”

“Then you’ll just have to be quiet,” I whisper to her.

Her face flares, but she bites down hard on her lip with her blunt little teeth. A lip I’ll have to kiss later, if only to make sure she hasn’t injured herself in her attempt at silence.

I lean in close, hiding my smile. I sent a message asking Sutek to put a lock on the door last night after Laura had fallen asleep in my arms. No more dramas happening in my kitchen. Every time someone walks through that damn door, something is going on.

My tongue slides through her folds, capturing her essence. Sweetness. I’ll never tire of it.

Especially when Laura makes such pleased noises. Her gasps, her little moans that she tries to hide, fuel my desperation on. My fingers spear into her, rubbing against sensitive nerves as she squirms.

She clutches my horns, tugging me to the very spotthat makes her toes curl. For once, I freely give in to her demands. I can feel the tension building inside of her. She’s so close.

My lips clamp over that tight little bud, and I suck.

Her scream slips from her lips as her hips buck violently, nearly throwing her off the countertop. I grip her tightly, holding her in place, as I drink my fill.

And when it becomes too much for her, when her hands weakly push against me, I kiss her thighs gently.

My cockas throbs, demanding attention, but I already knew it wouldn’t get seen to right here and now.

“Just as expected, a knock sounds at the door. Laura literally jumps. Before I can even catch her, she’s standing on the floor, hastily tugging her skirt back into place. Her face flushes scarlet as she smooths the fabric.

“It’s locked,” I laugh, pulling her close as she hides her red face against my chest.

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