Page 42 of Resisting the Alien Commander

She wraps her arms around me and the coolness of them bleeds through the fabric of my shirt and soothes the heat burning through my body wherever she touches. The contrasting sensation of heat and cold goes straight to my cock and it hardens beneath my trousers.

With a soft, breathy moan, Quinn moves closer and rubs herself against my thickness. I walk her backwards until she collides with the sofa and falls onto it. I cover her body with mine, never once breaking the kiss. She quenches the thirst the fever brings.

I had no idea how desperate for this I was. I would die without another taste of her.

I rock my hips and she spreads her thighs as best she can so I settle farther into the nest between them. The heat of her cunt burns through the clothing that separates us. I curse the fabric that keeps me from skin on skin contact. I want to feel her naked flesh. I want to see it. Is her cunt the same pinkish hue as her cheeks have turned?

What about her nipples? I understand they come in various shades from the palest pink to the darkest brown. A need like no other fills me to know the color of Quinn’s. Is she as sweet there as she is everywhere? Will her nectar quench my thirst as well?

I want to know these things more than I ever thought possible. Nearly as much as I want to sink my cock into her, I want to sink my fangs as well. Every time another male sees her, he’ll know she is mine. I want her to bite me. To mark me just the same. I will proudly show it off so that every person knows I belong to her equally.

“You are perfection.” I kiss along Quinn’s jawline and nuzzle the curve of her neck.

She tilts her head to give me greater access. “No, I’m not.”

I nip at her flesh but don’t break the skin. “Don’t argue with me my heart’s fire or I will have to prove my words in ways I’m not sure you’re ready for.”

“You have no idea what I’m ready for.” Her breaths skims across my face and she arches her lower body to press herself harder into me.

The groan that rumbles out of me is rough and feral. My claws threaten to extrude and I have to will them back for fear I might hurt Quinn’s delicate body. “Why don’t you tell me, then?”

Never before I have been teased and tempted by a female. Not during any of our travels while searching for a cure for the mating fever, on any of the various planets we visited. As much as I admire several of the human females that reside on Tavikh, none of them called to me the way Quinn does. None soothed the beast roaring in my head.

“How about I show you, instead?” She pushes against my shoulders and I draw back from her.

I let her slide out from beneath me and she goes to her knees on the floor.

“Sit back and spread your legs.” Her seductive voice washes over me and I do as she instructs.

My breath catches when she scoots herself forward and her hands go to the fastener of my trousers. With surprising ease, she undoes it and my cock springs free. Quinn’s eyes widen as she takes in my length. A sudden bout of nerves hits me. Am I strange looking to her? Is my cock so much different than a human’s?

“Wow.” She licks her lips and pre-come leaks from the tip.

“Is that a good wow or a bad one?” I try to keep my voice light.

She lifts her gaze to meet mine and a smile grows wide on her mouth. “It’s a good wow. A very,verygood wow.”

Chapter21

Quinn

This isn’t the first blowjob I’ve given, but I already know it’s going to be one I enjoy more than any other. Horek’s cock is only similar to a human’s in that it’s thick and proudly juts out from his hairless body. I highly doubt he needs to shave just to make his dick look bigger. The raised ridge that spirals around it from base to tip has small rounded spikes that have my pussy clenching, although I’m unsure if it’s in need or fear. Are they soft or rigid? What will they feel like rubbing along my inside walls?

The Commander gives me the impression of man wrung far too tightly. Although his intensity is part of his charm, I’d like to see him lose that tight control he maintains.A small amount of creamy pre-come glistens within the divot at the end of his perfect—and just slightly above average—length. My curiosity runs rampant at how Horek will taste. Not wanting to wait another minute to find out, I grip his hardness and lap up the essence.

Holy shit. An explosion of flavors linger on my tongue, but the most prevalent one is something sweet, but tangy. I haven’t eaten enough real food to give it a proper name.His entire body jerks, and I have to draw back slightly so he doesn’t ram himself down my throat before I’m ready. Not that I’ve ever been ready to deep throat a guy, but I’m not saying I’d rule it out.

“My gods.”

It’s more like a guttural moan than a curse and I love the fact I’m the one who caused it. Along with it is a tearing sound. I glance over to find his claws have punctured the sofa cushion; the feral response of an untamed beast. I shiver, and definitely not in fear. He’d never hurt me. Something I just instinctively know.

“Has anyone ever done this to you before?” The question slips out before I realize I don’t know if I want to hear the answer.

Horek rattles his head so fast I’m surprised it doesn’t fly off his neck. “Never.”

Immense relief fills me and I don’t suspect for a second he’s lying to me. The Commander is too honorable for that.

“Good.” A possessive feeling runs through me. I’m the first to give him this kind of pleasure. I trace the ridge with the tip of my tongue and am pleased to discover the spikes that cover it are pliable, like a soft cartilage. My damp pussy grows wetter, preparing itself for the powerful sensation they’re going to wreak on it. I can hardly wait.

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