Page 45 of Whisked Away By the Alien

“That feels sooooo good. Fuck me, Sten. Please.”

A finger enters me, taking me by surprise. That wasn’t what I meant, but I can’t argue with everything he’s doing as my body shatters beneath his ministrations and my knees buckle. I grab hold of the chair, but Sten’s there, his shoulders supporting me as he peppers kisses over my ass.

“You are tight, sholani. We will take this slow. My pleasure cock first.”

“Pleasure cock? Wait… what?” On shaky legs, I rise and turn around to see a magnificent male body. His warrior tattoos go from his right shoulder across his chest to the opposite hip. A matching set of tattoos circle the biceps on his right arm. Every part of him is a sculpted piece of art. And he’s very naked.

My eyes fall to where his hand glides back and forth over a massive cock with black bumps running along the length of it. Ooh, that looks like it will add something extra in the pleasure department. He’s pumping his cock, making my mouth water.

And above that… is another, larger cock.

CHAPTERFIFTEEN

STENIKOV

Tasting my heartmate, my sholani, lifts me in ways I never imagined. In a universe filled with death and destruction, I’m no longer faced with the sting of loneliness but the excitement and fulfillment of companionship and love.

Golda has an amazing spirit and puts her heart into everything she does. She’s never been with a male, which makes the trust and faith she’s placing in me all the more precious. I no longer notice her lack of horns or how her skin isn’t blue. I see warmth, humor, and love wrapped in a lush body that calls to me. It’s hard to believe we are from two different species.

Until I see her expression fall. She’s staring at my cocks.

“Do they not please you? Am I not comparable to human males?”

“You… you have… two.”

“All zyanthans do. Even eeshone.” Then I remember that not all species have two cocks. “Are you thinking of keentas? They have three cocks, though I cannot imagine why. Two is all that are needed.”

“Humans only have one.”

One? She must be teasing me. Except the corners of her mouth don’t lift and her eyes remain wide.

“Two is normal for my species. Two eyes, ears, horns, arms, legs, cocks.”

“What… I mean, why…”

She’s as frozen in place as she was outside the apartment earlier. I’ve scared her.

“Touch me, Golda. You will see there is nothing to fear.”

That brings a smile to her face. “Of course, I don’t fear you. I’m just unsure of what I’m doing and this… I guess this complicates matters. I’m trying to figure out the logistics.”

I place her hand on my upper cock, the one that proves she’s mine. “I’m hard because of you.”

“All men say that.”

“You don’t understand. Zyanthan males have a pleasure cock so they can enjoy sex, find pleasure with a female, but there is no semen, no way of getting a female pregnant. Only the mating cock releases semen, and my mating cock will only rise for my heartmate. The one I’m destined for.” I cup her cheek. “You.”

“You talk as if we belong together.”

The doubt in her voice worries me. As soon as we mate, with both my cocks in her, we will be bound as any other couple. But I won’t force her. She must want me and recognize that we are heartmates.

I caress her face. “Perhaps we should dress.”

Her eyes move to my cocks again. “I need to get used to this.” Her face falls in horror. “Oh, God, I’m sorry, Sten. I didn’t mean it like I don’t approve or that they’re not nice cocks. I have to reorient my thinking. That’s all.”

“But my horns don’t bother you.”

That devilish smile returns to her face. “They’re very sexy.”

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