Page 36 of Swept By The Alien Pirate Prince

I was warm and fuzzy all over as his hands explored my naked body. His eyes feasted on me like I was a meal he couldn’t wait to devour.

Cyburn’s hands cupped over my naked breasts. His mouth trailed goose-bump inducing tingles from my stomach all the way down to my pubic bone. He teased me, opened my legs to taunt me with sexual euphoria, and pushed apart my sensitive flesh with his tongue.

An erotic tingle flashed through my body as Cyburn found my clit and began to massage it with his tongue. He gave me tender kisses. I gripped his white-blond hair in my fists, coiled my legs around his head and pressed my thighs into his ears as he buried his head deeper into my crotch. s

I drowned him with my wetness. I arched my back and moaned as Cyburn’s mouth took me to another place — and practically took meoutin the process.

I succumbed to the pleasure as the electrifying sensations danced through my entire body like a ballet being played out. Cyburn’s hands met with mine and we locked our fingers together as he went down on me. It was a subtle gesture but maximized the chemistry between us.

My thighs began to quiver as the pleasure took over. My head swam with ecstasy. Cyburn’s tongue and mouth raptured me. I was panting hard, moaning softly, breathless, and unable to see straight through the astounding, mind-blowing ecstasy.

Cyburn’s tongue licked, sucked, and caressed my clit until I couldn’t hold the pleasure in any longer. He had an unquenchable thirst, drinking me in as if I were his last ever meal.

I was on the brink of orgasm, trying to edge my way to climax but it was ready to shoot out of me like a cannon.

I bucked my hips, whined with desire, and came without any warning.

Cyburn planted his hands on my hips, settled me back down, and continued eating me out until he had sucked me dry, and sucked the life right out of me.

I laid there on the bed, sprawled out, limp as a noodle, and drunk with ecstasy.

Cyburn wasn’t finished with me yet.

“You’re mine,” he growled like a ravenous beast.

His hands locked around my waist again as he stood up, dragged me across the bed and spread my legs wider.

He brooded over me, his frame a massive silhouette of mountainous, rock-solid muscles. He made my pulse quicken, caused a rush of endorphins to swell through me, and sent me on a wild ride, making me feel almost high with delight.

Cyburn pushed his giant cock inside me with a level of urgency that made my head spin. I was dizzy with lust.

“Cyburn…” I moaned as he filled me with his enormous girth. Every sensation of pleasure sabotaged me all at once.

His swollen shaft grazed against my clit, enhancing just how amazing it felt for him to be thrusting inside me.

Cyburn groaned and cuffed his hands around my ankles holding my wide-open legs above my head.

He grinded into me, his groin plowing into my backside. Every thrust he gave made me moan and quiver with pleasure. He slammed himself against my rear end, and a slapping sound filled the air.

We moved together through the darkness like rehearsed choreography, blending, and morphing like shapeshifters.

Every part of me was flooded with serotonin. I couldn’t get enough of him. He did and said everything right.

He was a perfect lover and helped me disappear into the pleasure for a little while, forgetting about all the problems mounting up like a tower around us — just waiting to be bumped the wrong way so they can collapse all around us.

“Do you love it when I fuck you like this?” Cyburn groaned.

“Yes,” I murmured.

“Do you want me to go in deeper?”

“Deeper, yes,” I begged.

“You’re so sexy when you moan like that,” Cyburn released an erotic grunt.

Desire crested inside me like a wave, and without warning, I came again, harder than the first time.

Pleasure rippled through me. I couldn’t breathe, see, or speak. I moaned as Cyburn’s huge cock took over my world. He was untamed. I was his willing prize.

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