Page 47 of Legacy for the Alien Warrior

“You’re so big,” she whispered, extending a tentative hand to stroke his cock. They both groaned as she traced her fingers from broad head to wide base, exploring the raised texture of his skin. She started to pull back, but he closed his hand over hers.

“It is all right,” he reassured her, his voice thick with desire. “Touch me however you like.”

Emboldened by his words, she stroked him again. Had anything ever felt as good as those delicate fingers caressing his cock? He groaned, his hips bucking involuntarily as she stroked him. The head was already slick with his arousal, and she used his natural lubrication to glide her hand up and down.

He shuddered, already on the verge of climax. “You will destroy me if you keep doing that.”

“But I’m not done exploring yet.”

“Then I am at your mercy, little human.”

He gently lowered her onto the bed platform and settled beside her, propping himself on one arm so he could continue touching her.

“Open for me,” he murmured, his free hand sliding down her belly to the curls at the juncture of her thighs.

She parted her legs, and his tail brushed against her inner thigh, the touch feather-light. She squirmed, trying to increase the pressure, but he kept his caresses teasingly soft. When he finally reached her center, she was panting with need, her hips rocking against his hand.

“So wet,” he growled approvingly as his fingers delved into her folds. “So hot.”

He found the small bundle of nerves at her core and stroked it gently. She immediately cried out, her back arching off the platform, and he growled his satisfaction.

He continued to tease her with his fingers, alternating between light, teasing touches and firm strokes, then let the tip of his tail circle her entrance before dipping inside. The hot tight grasp of her body around his tail threatened to make him lose control, but he wanted her satisfaction first. He stroked harder and she shattered, coming undone beneath him.

As she came down from her climax, he pulled her into his arms, wrapping his body around hers. He was still hard and ready, his shaft pressing against her back, but he made no move to take things further. Instead, he held her close, his lips brushing against her shoulder.

“That was amazing,” she murmured, her voice slurred with pleasure.

“Good,” he said seriously. “I want to bring you nothing but pleasure.”

She turned in his embrace, seeking his lips. “What about you? Don’t you want to find pleasure as well?”

“I want to be inside you more than I have ever wanted anything in my life. But I do not wish to rush you.”

“I’m not feeling rushed,” she assured him. “I want you, Thraxar.”

He growled. “Say it again.”

“I want you, Thraxar. Just you.”

He claimed her mouth in a searing kiss, his tongue delving deep, and she moaned, her body already responding to his touch. He slid his hand between her thighs, finding her still wet and ready for him. He took a deep breath and positioned himself at her entrance, the tip of his shaft pressing against the small entrance.

“Breathe,” he whispered, not sure if he was reminding her or himself.

She nodded, inhaling deeply as he slowly began to push inside her. He’d never known such an exquisite pleasure, her sweet little cunt clinging to him as he carefully worked his way deeper, allowing her time to adjust to his size. Once he was fully seated inside her, he paused, waiting until she rocked up her hips up towards him before he moved.

He growled, withdrawing almost completely before thrusting back inside her. She gasped as he filled her again, and he began to move in earnest, his hips rocking against hers as he claimed her. His tail coiled around her waist, anchoring her to him as he drove deeper and deeper.

“You feel incredible,” he murmured, his voice strained. “So hot and tight and perfect. Mine.”

“Yours,” she agreed, the word escaping on a moan. “Only yours.”

He increased his pace, his thrusts becoming harder and faster as he drove them both towards completion. Her nails dug into his back, urging him on, her cries mingling with his growls. His tail slid between them to stroke her clit, and she came apart with a wordless cry, her entire body shaking with the force of her release. He let out a roar, his hips slamming into hers as he knot expanded, locking them together as his seed erupted inside her in long, endless pulses.

He tightened his arms around her as the truth swept over him. She was his mate in every sense of the word, perfectly compatible in every way.

“What was that?’ she gasped a moment later.

“My knot.” His voice still sounded dazed. “It ensures that my seed cannot escape. I never thought…”

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