Page 54 of Her Alien Delegate
My mind kept repeating that he was my only mate that didn't fill me with his seed. A pull within me begged to remedy that. I seated his cock at my entrance, his hands gripped my hips, but he didn't pressure me.
"I've always wanted a family," I confessed to him. Though, I never thought it would be a family of aliens, three large hunky ones with tentacle cocks at that.
He groaned as I pushed the tip of his cock in.
"Tell me it's true." I followed his lead of wishful thinking. "Tell me being full of your cum will make our family grow."
"Nephing stars," Vaquel strained out what I assumed was unGor cursing. His ormete glowed as they reached out for me as his eyes squeezed closed to remain faithful to our agreement. "I'd wish upon them all to keep you full of my seed for the rest of our lives."
"Why?" I asked him, leaning into his ear. "You hardly know me." It was true, and yet that didn't stop me from sinking down his shaft another inch.
He moaned, and I felt his cock twitch, making me wiggle to rock him in farther.
"We don't believe in fate," he gritted out, "bonds can be made with anyone, but," he quickly added, "I've bonded before, and it was nothing like this. It's like I can feel it in every fiber of my being that you are every happiness I could have asked for, and that you would have wanted me even if we'd met differently." He paused and continued, "That I would have wanted you, even if Broma told me I couldn't have you."
"Could he do that?" I asked.
"I'd have dueled for you," he said with certainty, but I remembered that none of his adornments or trophies were collected from battles or duels.
I rocked myself until the tentacles around his cock twisted together and slipped between my lips, making me gasp.
He grinned mischievously. Then he rolled them and rubbed. They slipped up and down as I rocked him in and out, hearing the squelch of Broma's thickened cum coating Vaquel's cock. I shuddered with each roll of my hips, my clit rubbing against his pulsing tentacles.
The need grew within me. "Fuck, Vaquel! I'm so full," I whined with a moan.
He held my ass as he stood from the bed and flipped us around for him to be atop me with a growl. I smiled, seeing his eyes still closed.
"Mine," he ground out as he thrust into me, taking control. I mewled with pleasure before his cum hit so deep inside I felt my whole body spasm, arching into the feeling.
With each thrust, his cock eased out a little more until he was edging my entrance, and his cum was dripping down my ass and onto my stomach.
"Now you're full, my little mate," Vaquel said with a satisfied grin as he finally opened his eyes, breathing heavy over me. He rubbed his cock along my seam, pushing his cum back inside me. "Stay still." He kept his cock pressed against me like he was keeping the warmth inside me, and I moaned, feeling everything tingle. A slow build of sensations made me shiver and his tentacles rubbed slow circles around my clit until he lifted and lightly smacked them down in a series of little taps, firing off my nerves where I squirted with my own release.
"Fuck!" I moaned, pulling at my hair.
I looked up to see Vaquel lifting a tentacle to his fingers to scoop my juices from it, mingled with his own. His tongue flicked out, and he moaned. "We taste good together."
I didn't know what came over me, but I liked every second of it. "Do we?"
He nodded and leaned down to kiss me. I tasted us on his lips, and on his tongue that played against my own.
I chuckled. "I should probably clean up now."
"Our seed will absorb," he insisted.
"Mmm, not that part, the rest of me. I like the full feeling of your cum inside me."
Vaquel inhaled the scent around me. "All of our cum is inside you. This should deter the advances of your necia mate, butif you want him, then you should make sure to have his seed mingle with ours soon, before it absorbs fully."
"You mean Wren-Kal?
Vaquel nodded with a cute pout. He didn't seem excited about sharing more than he already was.
"Seems like too much work," I confessed. "I think three mates is already a bit greedy."
"Greedy?" He pondered the word and then shook his head. "As an unGor, it would be our own greed to keep you to ourselves if another mate could bring you more happiness. I'm a rather greedy male, and while Broma and Pheyal aren't here to scold me, I'll tell you that I don't want more mates to share you with. The tactician always gets to please a mate last, and you sought me out to fill you first this rising. I wish to do it many more times."
He rubbed his cock against me, and it came away sticky, with ropes of cum webbing between us.
