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I whispered low. “You showed me why the Volardi are the warriors of the galaxy. Now the other part.”
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Chapter Eighteen
CAAN
His expression turned serious, and he nodded quickly.
A few heartbeats came before I lost patience. “Do it,” I screamed.
He adjusted me until my opening ran over his cock. He leaned in and stared. “I can’t wait to fill you up from the inside.” He bit his lip. “Thiswillhurt.”
To his credit, he didn’t treat me like a weak Omega. It was more of a ‘get ready’ or a promise. Below I felt my insides prepare further. I couldn’t see from my position, but I knew my valley was slick with my juice. Biology gave me this – even serendipity. There were no natural Human Omegas before me. The rarest one in existence and my body wasn’t that different from ‘normal’ Volardi. No check flecks or purple eyes, but still an ass and channel that craved Volardi cock.
His thick end easily spread apart my cheeks, and he slowly rocked his hips until he met my ring. He stopped for a few heartbeats as he gradually increased the pressure. I wasn’t trying to keep him out, but the man was gifted, and it came with considerations. Despite what my body wanted, there were only so many ways to take something that wide. With gentle but insistent pressure he leaned forward while I did everything I could to will my opening bigger. I assumed my biology would’ve made it easier for him to go deep inside but it was one of the laws of the universe. Sex has to havesomepain. Despite that, or because of it, I scooted my ass toward him, and he let out a disapproving murmur. “Caan,” he said softly. “You’ll hurt yourself.”
“So,” I said mockingly.
He shook his head but wasn’t condescending. I flexed my inner muscles to force him out which paradoxically open my ring to allow him through.
I smiled wide while the grin stung my face. Graden was a man if not exactly like me then close. We both understood that need to pound away. Thankfully, he was kind enough to let me get used to him. I couldn’t read his mind but I know we both fought the temptation to have me impaled around his thick warm cock.
I’m not easily scared. No successful bounty hunter could be. There’s always a healthy fear, so you don’t get hurt – sometimes for the final time. This was different and yet the same. I had to make sure I wasn’t too fearless, or else I would pay for it. A little healthy caution wasn’t a bad thing despite the mental screams inside to do otherwise. This needed to be slow, and yet I scooted forward to give him the subtle sign it was okay. He understood and went deeper while my neck corded. I’m sure I looked like I was in pain – and I was – but I couldn’t have him stop.
Before I reached my assumed limit, his massive contracted balls pushed below my entrance. Slowly he shifted up, down and to the side while he very gently but firmly stretched me out.
My mouth contracted into an ‘o’ shape, and I let out a long breath to calm myself. My muscles flexed around and formed a mental map of Graden’s impressive manhood. I saw every bump and vein as if I were touching it with my fingers. He raised an eyebrow slowly, and I got the implied question – ‘Is it okay?’
Yes. It definitely is.
There was so much I wanted to share, like thanking him for not making my first time as horrific as I feared it would be.Thank you.
There’s a time for being lovey-dovey, and a time to fuck. I knew the time. I wanted him deep inside me and later into my secondary channel so I couldfinallyfeel what it was like. No longer would I have to wonder, speculate, or read about other Omegas or Femeni. I now had first-hand experience.
He didn’t know those thoughts. All he knew was my ass muscles clench around his cock milking him of pre-cum. If it wasn’t for Tiny’s nanites, that might’ve been enough to get me pregnant but Volardi science is incredibly reliable. There were the warriors, lovers, and inventors of the galaxy.No wonder they’re on top, so to speak.
Graden slid away yet still pushed out against my inner walls. Thankfully he stayed an inch inside while I continued to flex involuntarily as if trying to pull him back in. With his strength and my lubrication, there was no way, but my body tried anyway.
He wasn’t cruel and knewnotfilling me up was its own torture. He leaned forward again faster than last time but not overly so. Fast enough to work me to what I’m sure would be a long series of continual smacks. It hurt as did the first one and the next few after that. After several thrusts, it was nothing but a pleasant sting of agonizing pleasure with every smooth hip movement.
I didn’t have experience – at least on this end, but he moved with such confidence I wondered if he did this before. A momentary pang of jealousy went through before I decided it was okay. This ‘situation’ was a temporary get together. If it meant more mind-blowing sex, then so be it.
Other men would thrust back and forth like a mindless sim. He showed off like a man who knew how to use his body. I saw things like this in saloons. Guys that didn’t swagger but were full of confidence, they couldn’t help but broadcast it before a fight or other physical things.
Graden rocked back and forth while other times he shifted up and down, then side to side. There was no part of my inner walls that wasn’t pressed out except for the deeper part of my birthing channel. He said my name so low I almost didn’t hear it at all, but I did. “Caan, you feelmagnificentaround my cock.”
I smiled as he shook me about and nodded that I’d heard the compliment. “And you in me.”
To and fro he went while he continued to ‘endure,’ although, it almost seemed like the wrong word, but it was a struggle to take him all in. Even with the lubrication and my stretched-out hole, there was a lot of man in me.
He lifted me up higher, and I sensed that new rare area of my sex had now opened up. He adjusted his position, and then went in further while I screamed loud with a shaky voice. Getting fucked in the ass was great so far, but this was something only a rare portion of the galaxy had as far as I knew. Other races had sexes that somewhat corresponded to mine. Nate’s home planet had females as did New Texas, and I wonder if they felt anything like this.
Back and forth he went over a small collection of nerves that made me scream and pound my fists against the mat with every thrust. The tranquil man I normally saw snarled and his neck muscles rose. Tanned skin turned red while his biceps flexed. Fingers dug into my ass until they pained and yet I wouldn’t have asked him to stop. Instead, I went with the other option. “More,” I shouted. “Hurt me.” I would have bruises on my thighs and ass, but I didn’t care. Either Graden’s hips slammed against me, or I pulled myself toward him or both. All I knew was he went faster than I would’ve thought possible and the wet sweaty slaps were loud as they filled the dojo. I looked at the mirrored sides and saw myself being taken like a stereotypical Omega. If the past me could see, he would’ve thought those nightmares came true. He wouldn’t have known the sheer agonizing bliss. I wasn’t Caan, a bounty hunter, or even my third sex. I was a thing, an animal that needed to get fucked hard by long Volardi cock.And I like it.
He pulled me forward hard before my cock shot. Through blurry sweat covered eyes, I watched my dick splash his chest with my milky white arousal. Gravity tugged my cream down while I continued to spurt. Not as hard as before, but enough to decorate his rock-hard stomach.
Graden yelled out, and I felt his cock swell but more at the tip. His unique Volardi biology expanded the end of his cock even as he continued to shoot warm cream. His thrusts were short but no less intense. Fingers dug into my skin while he emptied himself. Several times we shot in unison while I moaned low. I came around his cock and onto his balls. He inhaled deeply as if my musky scent was a drug that threatened to overdose him.
