Page 21 of Manny for the Alien
He opened his palm, pressing it against my hard chest, his gaze darkening as he looked down at me.
“Keep kissing me?”
His breathless words held so much desire in them, that without thinking, I took him in my arms, molding our lips together again as I pressed him back onto the mattress.
He moaned again as I landed over him, pushing him down with my weight, but his fingers tangled into my hair, keeping me where I was, tight against him, his tongue delving into my mouth, teeth nipping as desires grew.
Our groins pressed together through our clothes, and although I’d never been with a human, I knew what it entailed and my mouth nearly watered at the idea of getting this experience with Marco of all people. The sweetest, sexiest man I had met yet. Someone I instinctively wanted to shower with positivity and support and love, while he seemed strong enough to lean on too.
Unable to take it any longer, I pulled back, panting.
Marco knew where I was going, his hands tugged at my shirt until I unbuttoned it and managed to get it off, barely ruffling my wings in the process despite my desperation.
Marco started to frantically pull his clothes off and I hastily kicked my pants off before climbing back on top of him, straddling his thighs.
I’d almost been too desperate to get back to it to even look at what I was getting. Creamy olive skin, soft human flesh, every part of Marco was sensuous and delicious, right down to his hard cock and tight balls.
I reached down, stroking the dark hair at the base, reveling in the texture.
He was breathing hard, his eyes hungry as he looked me over.
“Wow,” he whispered, his hands stroking my thighs as he looked up at me adoringly. “A normal dick.”
I blinked, looking down at my hard length, dark blue with blood, shimmery liquid already glittering on the top, and then looked up at Marco who was beet red.
“I mean it’s perfect. So sexy. But honestly, I would have taken anything you had down there. Ireallylike you if that wasn’t clear.”
Grinning, I bent down, capturing his lips against mine again.
“Is it perfect enough to fuck you with?” I gasped against his lips and he arched up, rolling his hips against mine with a gasp.
“Oh my god, please don’t tease.”
I gripped his hips, letting him frot against me because it felt too good to stop.
“I am in no way teasing,” I growled. “I want you.”
He made a desperate noise and nodded eagerly.
“Hyacinth,” he gasped. “Fuck me.”
He legs went around my waist and he lifted his hips, rubbing his hole against my tip, making us both groan.
Trembling, I reached down, slicking his entrance with my slick until he was gasping and shaking, his hole flexing for me.
As much as I wanted to press it right in, I knew that humans were different, so I forced my hips back and reached down, pushing a finger into him.
He gasped and held still, his lips parting in pleasure and eyes closed while I stroked him from the inside.
He was too out of it by now to do much other than cling to me and I loved that sign that I was giving him such pleasure. My lips landed on his neck, kissing and sucking and nipping his delicious skin while I slid another finger inside.
There was little resistance and my cock leaked in jealousy.
I couldn’t take it much more, so I pulled my fingers out and gripped my length, lining it up to carefully press inside.
Marco came back to life with a full body shudder and a ragged gasp. His hands tightened into my back in fists, his heels digging into my thighs.
“Oh, fuck,” he groaned.
