Page 7 of Secret Twins for the Alien Dad

“Then what’re we still doing here?”

We hurry over to the closest elevator. Once inside, all bets are off. Zair’s lips move to my neck. The lazy drag of his mouth against my skin wrenches out an involuntary moan from my lips.

Meanwhile, my hands explore his body. His muscles are even more glorious to feel. Just looking at them does not do him justice.

His hands also explore me, cupping my ass, feeling up my back, squeezing my breasts. He can’t figure out where to begin.

But, thankfully, I have a few ideas.

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ZAIR

“This one here…” I’m barely able to pull my hands away from her long enough to swipe my key card and unlock my hotel room.

As I fumble with the door, Myra wraps her arms around my waist. She starts kissing my back. Even through my shirt, I can feel her soft, eager lips.

I pause. With each touch of her lips, a wave of warmth extends across my body. The warmth consumes every inch of me.Fuck.

This can’t be what I think it is… It doesn’t make any sense… How could it?

This is a feeling all Kaleidians hear stories about as children. Maybe you have a grandparent or a neighbor who actually experienced it, but you never expect it to happen to you. Most give up on that dream as they get older. And to have it happen with a human?

Myra, this random human, is myfated mate. This woman, who I was only looking to have a quick fling with, is my future. But no point in telling her now, that would just ruin what is sure to be a fun night.

Some other species have trouble understanding how involuntary but also absolute fated mates can be. And I’m not in the mood to explain it. I just want to fuck her.

Just because we’re fated mates doesn’t mean that this can’t just be a fling for now. Those two things aren’t necessarily mutually exclusive. I can do both.

I swing the hotel door open and drag Myra inside. She leaps up into my arms, wrapping her legs around me as I catch her. Our lips meet again, and I’m even more certain of her status as my fated mate.

A future with her is too much to think about at the moment. I’m far too drunk and horny to do anything like that.Come on, Zair. Just push that out of your mind and fuck her already.

I carry Myra over to the bed. Our lips barely leave each other long enough to breathe. As we move, her hands are all over my body, slowly unbuttoning my shirt.

I toss her down onto the bed. She laughs with delight as she bounces on the soft mattress. She then bites her lip as I tear off my shirt.

“Fuck… You’re hot…” she says under her breath. I stand in front of her and flex as her face twists into a devious grin.

I lean over the bed and start working on her clothes. First I tear off her vest and shirt underneath. I then grip my hands around her bra, ready to tear that off too.

“Wait!” I stop and look at her. “This bra was actually kind of expensive…” She pushes my hands away and gently takes off her own bra.

With my own devious grin, I watch as Myra’s tits bounce free from her bra. As she tosses the bra aside, I dive in. My lips meet her neck as I lay on top of her. Myra’s taste is intoxicating, a constant reminder that she is my fated mate.

Meanwhile, my hands wrap around her tits, softly massaging her soft flesh. Myra moans with each squeeze of my hands.

“Yeah… Yeah… Keep… Keep doing… oh…” she moans under her breath.

I continue to massage her tits as my lips gently suck on the skin of her neck. My fingers pinch her nipples, feeling them harden against my touch. Her moans only grow.

But Myra isn’t content to just sit back and let me work her body. Her hands slowly slide across my torso. Her fingertips glide along every curve of my body. Myra’s simple touch is enough to send a tingling sensation deep into my body.

Her hands travel south, and both slip below the band of my pants and underwear. My body twitches slightly as I’m surprised by the touch of her cold hands against my shaft. She laughs at my reaction.

“Wow… you’re huge.” Myra starts lightly stroking my cock. It hardens and grows against her grip.

She moans into my ear, and I into her neck, as we touch each other’s bodies. My cock and her nipples get harder and harder. She starts gyrating her hips against my body where I lay on top of her.

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