Page 26 of Grumpy Alien Bodyguard

His tongue sweeps into my mouth, claiming me with a passion that leaves me reeling. I kiss him back with equal fervor, my hands roaming over the sculpted muscles of his back, tracing the lines of his scales.

The world seems to narrow down to the two of us, the air charged with electricity and raw, primal desire. Var's touch is firm, confident, as he spreads my legs wide, revealing every inch of my most intimate places to his hungry gaze. His hand traces a fiery path up my inner thigh, stopping just shy of where I need him most.

I can feel the heat emanating from his body, the hardness of his cock pressing against my wetness. He teases me with the swollen head, rubbing it over my pussy lips with deliberate slowness. Each pass sends shivers of pleasure coursing through my body, the ridges of scales along his shaft creating a sensation that is both maddening and exhilarating.

"Please, Var," I beg, my voice barely more than a whisper. My hands claw at the bedsheets, my body arching off the bed in a silent plea for more. "Fuck me. Please, I need you inside me."

A low growl rumbles in his throat, a sound that is equal parts amusement and arousal. "As you wish, Ms. Ambassador," he says, his voice thick with lust.

Then, with a single, fluid motion, he glides inside me. The feeling is indescribable, a mix of fullness and pleasure that borders on pain. His vakutan cock stretches me, filling me in ways I never thought possible. I can feel the ridges around thecrown of his cock undulating with each movement, stimulating every nerve ending within me.

I gasp, my body tensing around him as I fight the urge to come undone right then and there. It feels so amazing, so overwhelming, that I'm on the brink of orgasm from the insertion alone.

Var begins to thrust, his movements slow and steady. Each stroke is measured, deliberate, building up the intensity with an ease that speaks to his experience. He moves with a warrior's grace, his body in perfect sync with mine as he claims me with an intensity that leaves me breathless.

The pace quickens, his thrusts growing more powerful with each passing moment. He slams into me with such force that it drives the air from my lungs, leaving me gasping for breath. My body is a helpless bundle of orgasmic squirming, each thrust pushing me closer and closer to the edge.

And then I'm falling, my orgasm crashing over me like a tidal wave. I cry out, my voice echoing off the walls as wave after wave of pleasure courses through my body. It's so intense, so all-consuming, that I can't think, can't breathe, can only feel.

Var shows no signs of slowing down. He continues to fuck me with a relentlessness that is both thrilling and terrifying. I'm dimly aware of the sounds of our bodies coming together, the wet slap of skin on skin, the soft, desperate whimpers that escape my throat with each powerful thrust.

I'm dimly aware of the sounds of our bodies coming together, the wet slap of skin on skin, the soft, desperate whimpers that escape my throat with each powerful thrust. I can feel another orgasm building within me, a sensation so intense that it borders on overwhelming.

"Var, I—," I manage to gasp out, my body trembling beneath him.

In response, he clamps his hand down on my throat, silencing my protests. His grip is firm but not painful, a clear assertion of his dominance. The action sends a jolt of arousal coursing through my body, the thrill of being so completely under his control heightening my pleasure.

He fucks me even harder, his hips pistoning against mine as he drives me relentlessly toward another release. I writhe and buck, my body fighting against the pleasure-pain that threatens to consume me. But there's no escape, no reprieve from the onslaught of sensation.

And then I'm coming again, my body convulsing beneath him as another powerful orgasm rips through me. My vision goes white, my ears filled with the sound of my own heartbeat as I succumb to the pleasure.

Var doesn't give me a chance to recover. With a strength that is both awe-inspiring and a little terrifying, he flips me over onto my belly. His hand comes down on my ass, the sharp sting of the spanking making me yelp in surprise.

"Stick it in the air," he commands, his voice a low, rumbling growl that sends shivers down my spine.

I do as I'm told, pushing my ass up into the air with shaky, rubbery legs. I'm exposed, vulnerable, but I trust him implicitly. I know that he will use his control to bring me pleasure, to push me to new heights of ecstasy.

Var grips my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh as he positions himself behind me. I can feel the swollen head of his cock pressing against my entrance, the anticipation making my heart race with excitement.

And then he's inside me once more, his cock filling me with a single, powerful thrust. The new angle allows him to go even deeper, the ridges along his shaft stimulating me in ways I never knew were possible.

He sets a brutal pace, his hips slamming against my ass with enough force to make the bed shake beneath us. Each thrust sends me spiraling closer and closer to the edge, my body a live wire of sensation and need.

I can feel another orgasm building, a sensation so intense that it's almost too much to bear. I claw at the bedsheets, my body tensing as I brace myself for the inevitable explosion of pleasure.

And then it's there, crashing over me with the force of a supernova. I scream his name, my voice breaking as I succumb to the most powerful orgasm of my life. My body convulses, my pussy clamping down around his cock as I ride out the waves of pleasure.

Var continues to thrust, drawing out my orgasm until I'm a boneless, quivering mess beneath him. Only when the last of the aftershocks have faded does he allow himself to find his own release.

With a final, powerful thrust, he buries himself deep inside me. I can feel his cock pulsing, his hot seed filling me as he finds his own release. The sensation is so intimate, so raw, that it brings tears to my eyes.

For a long moment, we remain joined, our bodies slick with sweat and wracked with the aftereffects of our lovemaking. Then, with a gentleness that belies his size and strength, Var withdraws from me and collapses onto the bed beside me.

I roll over to face him, my body still humming with the afterglow of our shared passion. His gaze meets mine, the intensity of his purple eyes making my heart flutter in my chest.

"That was... incredible," I breathe, my voice barely more than a whisper.

A slow, satisfied smile spreads across his face, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of pride and possessiveness. "Indeed,"he rumbles, his voice a low. "And we are only just getting started, Ms. Ambassador."

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