Page 39 of Lost Companion

She whimpered softly, and Rath detached the stinger from her skin and licked softly at the bite site.

She listed to one side as her legs went limp.

“You react quickly. What are you feeling, Riley?”

She rolled her head back, knowing that her pupils were wide, skin was flushed, and lips were puffy. “What the hell, you winged asshole?”

He grinned. “Now, now. Call my name, and I will put you out of your misery.”

“You put me into my misery. Aw, I am wet.”

Rath laughed. “Really? How delightful. Lie down on your belly, and I will check on you.”

She growled at him, turned, and flopped to the bed. She was twitching with every caress of air, and when he pushed the skirt up and out of the way, the cool air on the damp mess of her thighs was just embarrassing.

She pulled a pillow over her head and screamed when his fingers pushed her thighs apart and cool air rushed in to let her know what a mess she had made. She moaned as his fingers slid into her, and she whined when he put a hand to her back and held her in place while his fingers slid slowly and withdrew.

She felt the heat of him over her back, and he moved the pillow away before moving her hair and nibbling at the back of her neck.

“You know what I want to hear.”

“Please, Rath?”

He kissed her ear. “One more time.”

“Please, Rath, I need you?”

He shuddered against her, and she felt his cock pressing into her. The soft, wet sounds made Riley cover her head, but Rath just laughed softly and continued the squishy endeavour. When his belly pressed to her butt, he began to move with determination.

Whatever was on his erection was rubbing incessantly against her g-spot, and she vibrated with tension for the first handful of strokes, and then her release started, and his constant thrusts kept it going.

At some point, he stopped, buried deep inside her, and the feeling of fullness happened again until he reached under her to stroke her clit, and her channel fluttered around him. The fullness eased, and he whispered in her ear. “Good Riley. You are spectacular.”

She grunted. “Asshole.”

“Not my preferred place to play, but if you insist...”

Panic roared through her. “No!”

She pushed up and thrashed to unseat him.

Rath pressed her down. “Easy, Riley. I was making a joke.”

She blinked as the panic receded. She was still partially up on her arms. “Oh.”

He leaned to one side and looked at her. “Riley. What happened?”

She stared at him blankly and panted softly, but she knew an explanation was in order. “Can you get out of me, please?”

He nodded. “I can, but I will stay with you.”

She sighed and ignored her body’s rippling with pleasure as he withdrew.

He curled around her from behind. “Whenever you are ready.”

“Okay. Here we go.” She told him about being caught by her own kind, and the male who preferred her over some of the other caught women liked to make sure that there wouldn’t be a child, so anal assaults occurred frequently.

She explained the rest of her time waiting to get her ass off Earth and her captor’s shock when he couldn’t keep the women he had claimed via murdering the other men in his capture squad.

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