Page 71 of Xefe
“I can’t…I want this!” he bellowed, head thrown back, his body still straining toward mine.
I held my breath, waiting. If this didn’t work… But then something amazing happened. The spikes over his dick softened and pinned themselves around his waist. And the most beautiful buzzing sound abraded my ears.
Pinky!
Sunny’s head snapped back, and all he could do was stare at my mouth. “More!”
I stood still, willing my body not to jump his. “Why? I’m all done here.”
“But you can’t be. I need more.” He gulped in air. “If you want to win, you will keep talking.”
“I’ve already won. Look.” I pointed down at his rock-hard cock. It preened and buzzed in front of me. So beautiful. Pinky’s head had pushed its way past his waistband, undulating and vibrating just the way I remembered. So hot.
Sunny looked down, and he gritted his teeth. “Impossible.” The sunset swirl of his eyes intensified. He shoved his massive cock back into his pants.
I locked my knees and smiled, still so turned on I felt I might melt into a pile of goo. But I had to claim my victory. “I did it. I win!” I stepped back, one excruciating step at a time.
Nieve raced over and gave me a high five. “Way to go, girly.”
Querida patted me on the shoulder and then went back to sharpening her metal shards.
Loxo looked flummoxed. “I’ve learned so much here today, but I don’t understand. I didn’t see him move. He did not touch her. How did she win?”
Querida pointed at the front of Sunny’s pants.
I walked away. If I didn’t leave, I would beg that man to fuck my brains out. And this moment was about victory, not sex. Which was a foreign concept. I’d done something for the group rather than revel in my own pleasure.
This planet is changing me.And my aching girl parts would say it wasn’t for the better.
CHAPTER 31
She won.
Xefe stood in shock, slowly processing what she’d done. TheGlrtsstlllloroggghadn’t worked. He’d taken more than ever before. Numbed himself to the core, and…it hadn’t worked. This small, soft-skinned marvel made his rod rise. He’d thought she’d lied, but… her mouthhadbeen magic. He started to understand how her words were her most powerful weapon.
She was a fierce fighter.
Is she mine?
A fire was lit within him. A torch of beaming light, igniting his cells, stirring his bones. His skin jumped, and he felt the markings on his arms grow, spreading farther over his chest and back.
My mate, my heart. My life. Myalmax.Till death…for her?
Loxo rushed up to him, his eyes wide. “Can it be?”
Xefe watched Hermosa, the earthers, and their purple companion celebrate, jumping and slapping hands. When she looked back at him, he saw her emotions but had trouble reading her face. He should have become more accustomed to her expressions.
That changes today.
“First. Did you hear me?” Loxo shook his shoulders.
“The whole arena heard you.” Xefe kept his eyes trained on Hermosa.
“How is this possible?” Loxo looked down at his buzzing rod. “What does this mean? For all of us?”
Xefe had no answers and would only entertain this conversation for a few seconds more. He needed to make sure Hermosa’s words had been true—had been authentic rather than a ploy to get what she wanted.
“Does it mean?” Loxo staggered back. “She is… she is your—”
