Page 44 of Alokar
Ewok snorted in amusement, but his cheeks seemed to darken beneath his thick fur, a flush of embarrassment coloring his features. "Sorry about that."
He snatched up the bag, his powerful legs carrying him in quick strides to a seamless wall panel on the opposite side of the ship. One touch of his clawed finger and the panel slid open with a soft hiss, revealing a storage compartment lined with what looked like reinforced metal. He withdrew a metal box, the surface etched with alien symbols that seemed to pulse faintly. Lifting the heavy-looking lid, he dropped the bag inside with adull thud. The sophisticated locking mechanism engaged with a series of faint whirring sounds and soft clicks.
"Better?" Ewok grinned, his expression boyishly hopeful as he returned to my side.
"Much better," I replied, squealing in delighted surprise as he swept me up into his strong arms, cradling me against his chest. "Is there a bedroom on this ship?"
"Yes," Ewok murmured, his voice dropping to a husky whisper as he carried me toward the rear of the spaceship. "With a rather large bed."
"Oh, goodie!"
It looked for a moment like Ewok was carrying me straight into a wall, but then an audible hiss heralded another panel sliding open, revealing the room beyond.
Again, not much different than what one might expect of a bedroom —standard furniture, muted colors, perhaps a hint of sterility that suggested this was more a functional space than a personal one. A large bed stood against one wall, accompanied by minimalist shelving and a desk with integrated tech surfaces that blended seamlessly into the neutral wall. Nothing overtly alien, but something about the precision and symmetry felt just slightly off, like a room assembled by someone who understood spaces intellectually but had never truly inhabited one.
The mattress caught me with a soft thud as he tossed me down. His fingers worked at his flannel buttons, revealing a chest where dark fur curled against muscle. The denim slid down muscular thighs dusted with the same dark fur.
"Shouldn't we be getting airborne?" I asked, my laugh cutting short when his warm hands circled my ankles, draggingme to the edge of the bed. He slipped my shirt over my head in one fluid motion, followed by my jeans.
"Darkness gives us better cover for takeoff," Ewok murmured, his eyes widening at the crimson lace now replacing my granny panties and sports bra. His fingertip traced the edge of the waistband.
“It’s a few hours till dark,” I murmured, as he rid me of my lacy underthings.
“I know,” Ewok grinned.
His weight pressed me into the mattress, his mouth capturing mine. Against my thigh, I felt him—hot, insistent—while calloused palms discovered the curve of my waist, the hollow beneath my ribs.
"Mine." The word vibrated against my throat, rough and certain.
"Yours," I whispered as his mouth blazed a trail down my neck and across my collarbone.
His hands pressed against my inner thighs, spreading them wider as his lips traced a path from my hip to the sensitive skin where my leg met my pelvis. His warm breath caressed me, sending goosebumps racing across my skin. I gasped, arching off the bed when his fingertip circled my throbbing clit, teasing with feather-light touches. Our eyes locked, and the corner of his mouth quirked up in that way that made my stomach flip before he lowered his head.
The first touch of his tongue sent electricity shooting through me. My fingers clutched at the sheets, knuckles whitening as he explored me with deliberate slowness. Mybreath came in shallow pants, punctuated by small, involuntary sounds I couldn't contain.
"Goddess Hannah. You’re delicious," he whispered against my most intimate flesh, the vibration of his words adding another layer of sensation. His shoulders nudged my thighs further apart as he settled in, his movements growing more insistent.
I trembled, my toes curling as his fingers joined his mouth, stretching me gently. Ewok might have been a virgin a few days prior, but he was making up for lost time, proving himself a quick study. His powerful shoulders nudged my thighs apart, his tongue working relentlessly, pushing me closer to the brink. It was almost unbearable, the pleasure building like a volcano until I was moaning, helpless, my back arching off the mattress. His strong hands pinned my hips, never granting me a moment's reprieve.
Then, the orgasm hit, a tidal wave crashing over me, drawing a sharp cry from my lips, my fingers digging into the firm muscle of his shoulders. Ewok lifted his head, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. He rose up on his knees, his hands grasping my waist, and in one fluid motion, he rolled onto his back, bringing me with him.
"I like it when you ride me," he growled, his voice a low rumble that seemed to vibrate through his entire chest, the sound sending shivers down my spine.
Slowly, deliberately, I slid up the length of his powerful body, my skin gliding against the warm expanse of his torso. I could feel every ridge of muscle beneath my palms, every subtle shift of his breathing. The tip of his cock brushed against mymost sensitive flesh as I straddled him, the contact electric and teasing. I planted my hands firmly on his broad chest, feeling his heart hammering beneath my touch as I leaned down to capture his lips with mine. With agonizing slowness, I angled my hips downward, taking him inside me inch by torturous inch, savoring the exquisite stretch and fullness. His fingers tangled desperately in my hair, tugging just hard enough to make me gasp, a deep groan vibrating against my lips as he fought for control.
"More, Hannah," he muttered against my mouth, his voice thick and rough with barely restrained need, each word a plea wrapped in demand.
I pulled back from the kiss just enough to meet his eyes, fixing him with a wicked smile as I deliberately slid down another maddening inch, watching his pupils dilate with desire.
"Hannah...." A plea was threaded through his frustrated groan, his voice strained with the effort of holding back. His large hands settled firmly on my hips, fingers digging into my flesh, and I let myself sink down the rest of the way at the exact moment he thrust upward. The sensation of being completely filled, completely claimed, sent waves of pleasure coursing through me. I rocked against him with slow, deliberate movements, reveling in the exquisite sensation of him buried fully inside me, every nerve ending alive with sensation. Leaning forward, I kissed him again, his name falling from my lips like a sacred secret, a whispered prayer in the space between our bodies.
My hips moved in a hypnotic rhythm against him, rising and falling in perfect synchronization as he met eachof my movements with powerful, driving thrusts that sent shockwaves of pleasure through my core. I kissed him with wild abandonment, my lips trailing hungrily across the strong line of his jaw, down the corded muscles of his neck, craving the tickle of his fur and the salt-sweet taste of his skin everywhere my mouth could reach. A soft, breathless moan escaped against his lips as I felt my body begin to tense and coil like a spring, the familiar electric tingling of another orgasm building deep within me, spreading outward in waves of mounting intensity.
"Look at me when you come. I want to watch you." Ewok murmured against my lips, his voice a deep, commanding rumble that seemed to resonate through my very bones. He cupped my face in his large hands, his touch both gentle and firm, ensuring our eyes remained locked together in a connection that sparked and crackled between us like a live wire.
A ragged cry tore from my lips as the orgasm crashed over me like a tidal wave, my fingers curling desperately into the firm, sculpted muscles of his chest as I writhed and trembled atop him, completely lost in the overwhelming sensation. His deep, guttural groan of pleasure mingled with my own breathless cries as I felt his powerful body respond beneath me, his cock swelling and pulsing as he released deep inside me with shuddering intensity.
Utterly spent and trembling with the aftershocks, I collapsed forward onto the solid warmth of his chest, my body melting against his. Our ragged breathing filled the air between us as our hearts hammered against each other in perfect, thunderous union. The fine sheen of perspiration that coated his skin and fur caught the ambient light, making him glisten likeprecious metal. Deep within my core, I could feel the intimate flutter and gradual softening of his cock. I pressed my hips down possessively, reluctant to break this sacred connection that bound us together.
