Page 52 of Sold to the Alien Smugglers

I know Ishouldresist – but instead, I surrender to the inevitable.

I lean forward slowly, breathing in the scent of the honey-fruit. My mouth waters as I stretch open my lips, and then I take a gouge from the succulent fruit in his enormous hand.

There’s a soft squish as my teeth sink into it. Juice blossoms on my tongue, running wetly down my lips and chin. As I tear the flesh away, my lips brush against the Aurelian’s palm and it’s suddenly as if I can’t control myself.

My tongue flicks out against his skin. I lap up the sweet juice like a kitten – and, as I do so, I raise my eyes and meet the Aurelian’s hungry gaze.

With a growl, he releases his grip on my wrist, and then he brings his left hand up slowly – to brush his finger against my bottom lip and wipe a dribble of juice from it.

I chew, and golden, sweet flavor explodes across my tongue.Gods!I’ve never tasted anything so delicious before – not in all my life.

I lose myself, and lurch forward to snatch another ravenous bite – only to have the Aurelian pull the delicious fruit away with a sadistic chuckle.

I look up pleadingly – into those hungry, slate-grey alien eyes.

“Bad girl,” the warrior purrs in a voice so low, it resonates between my thighs. “You only had permission to takeonebite.”

His voice is stern, but also filled with heat.

I bite my fruit-sweet lip. All I can suddenly think of is this towering beast grabbing me – throwing me over his lap topunishme for this affront.

I know how such a thing would end – we both do.

I know he’d lose himself to the mating frenzy, and then he’d throw me down on the bed behind me and wrench up the hem of this pleasure dress to expose my glistening, eager pussy.

Just one sight of that would be enough. He’d force every inch of that massivethingdeep inside me, and even though it looks big enough to split me in two, I’m so wet right now that I’d eagerly accept as much as my body could take.

That enormous cock pulsates beneath the fabric of his shorts, and a growing pool of wetness darkens the front of them. I realize it’s his pre-cum – oozing as sweetly as the flesh of that honey-fruit.

My nipples tighten. I’d heard about Aurelian pre-cum – how it’s designed to flow like honey, slick and sweet, and allow them to force their oversized cocks into the tight little holes of human women.

Something would have to. I’m wetter and more aroused than I’ve ever been before, but the silhouette of that cock is still too fucking huge to be real. Surely it would tear me in half…

…and yet I’m eager to experience it.

“W-what’s your name,” I manage to stammer, my voice cracking. My nipples are straining, begging for the touch of those huge, marble-white fingers. I want him to graze them – to tease them, and pinch them, and pull them taut while he gives me exactly what I’ve been craving.

“Lucius,” the Aurelian drawls, and from his lips, the name tastes sweeter than any honey-fruit possibly could – succulent with promise, and darker with sin.

“I’m Jamie,” I murmur – and then his eyes flash.

“No,” he purrs, and I look up submissively into those big, alien eyes. “You’re mypet.”

I shudder, and that serves to invite the towering warrior to lean forward and kiss me.

Oh, Gods!

Lucius’s thick, sensuous lips press against mine and I melt beneath his kiss. Then, his huge hands curl around my waist, pulling me up and against him. He lifts me effortlessly – like I’m just a doll. My legs wrap instinctively around him, and I melt into his arms as he kisses me deeply.

Oh, Gods! How he kisses me!

His soft, sweet lips devour mine with ravenous hunger. A man I should hate on principle is instead inflaming me with dark desires I never even knew I had. He pulls me closer and closer against him – his marble-white body as white as snow, but as hot as fire.

The honey-fruit falls to the floor, instantly forgotten. Instead, I feel the pounding of his heart against my breasts – through both the thin t-shirt Lucius wears, and the squirming fabric of the pleasure dress.

A drumming overwhelms my mind and body – my pulse racing in both my ears and between my thighs. His tongue invades my mouth and I’m suddenly dripping with sweet nectar like that honey-fruit. I desperately want that tongue to lick my entire body – every inch of it, trailing up and down my skin as if he’s devouring me.

“Lucius!”

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