Page 19 of Loved By the Alien King
But then I realized I was breathing in lungfuls of an intoxicating spice and leather, and smoothing my hand over the smoothest scales imaginable.
I sucked in a breath, my eyes popping open wide. “Maxx?”
“I’m right here.” His voice, so rich and velvety and powerfully deep, wound around me like smoke and pulled me farther into him.
Relief simultaneously crushed through me and made me buoyant.
“Oh my god, Maxx,” I whispered, curling myself around him. “Where did you go? I was so worried. Did you fall into another snack hole? Do we need to put a safety bell around your neck?”
Like that one time with Major. One time, and never again.
He huffed a chuckle, the movement bouncing his pec under my chin. His muscled arms, already bound tightly around me, held me even closer.
“I’m sorry,” he said, petting my hair. “I didn’t mean to be gone that long. I got held up.”
Now that I could hear again, his voice sounded so clear. So close. So addictively dominant that it alone made me feel safe.
“By who? By what?”
“All that matters is you. My beautiful star. I missed you.” He cupped my cheek and pulled me in for a soft kiss. “The Killian said you were upset earlier. What happened?”
I shook my head, not wanting to touch that topic until never. “I’ll tell you another time. For now, I just need you.”
As though sensing exactly what I needed, he gently raked his fingers to the back of my head and guided me closer to him.
I obliged, my heart and body aching for him, desperate for the distraction that would keep me from acknowledging what had happened with Rain, but in the back of my mind, I’d sure noticedhislack of answers. But I hadn’t given any either.
One sweep of his lips left me breathless.
One tease of his tongue made me ravenous.
Then suddenly he was kissing me everywhere, a Xenoxx warrior king mad with lust. But something deeper too. Something beyond the reverence he always worshiped me with. Something almost desperate, but also with a touch of melancholy.
Like we would be inexplicably different after this time.
Or maybe that was just me because I loved this warrior king. I truly loved him, and there was no coming back from that, even if I wanted to.
And right now, I was a kinky ho who longed to get lost in her favorite alien.
“We’re alone,” he murmured, kneading my ass to grind me against his hard length.
“I would have my way with you even if we weren’t,” I admitted breathlessly against his lips.
As if he couldn’t wait another second to be inside me, he shoved my panties out of the way. His hot, scaled cock slid inside me, without the use of his kaxxui, his sexual serpents, to prep me for his size beforehand.
It didn’t matter. I was ready for him.
I braced myself on my knees on top of him, letting out a soft moan as he began to fill me all the way up with his massive size and girth. I sank down, my slick walls accommodating him, and once he was buried inside me, I quickly found a rhythm I liked.
The physical caress of his gaze lit me up until I felt like I was glowing with that same reverent expression, while little shudders rippled down his eight pack and the sharp V of his Adonis belt. From within that V, his kaxxui emerged, their bodies winding through the air in tandem with my rolling hips.
He released a beastly groan, his lightning eyes flashing in the dark, and took hold of my hips with bruising intensity to guide my pace. Not too fast, and slow enough that I could feel every delicious inch of him.
And his kaxxui too, one of which wound up over my stomach and flicked its tongue over my tight nipple. The other delved inside me, matching the rhythm of Maxx’s cock. It twined the lower half of its body around Maxx to stroke him and me. Then, it must have knotted itself around Maxx, still stroking us both with its body, because just its head slithered out to wrap its forked tongue around my clit. It sucked hard.
I cried out at the intense pleasure.
The other kaxxui wound around my breasts, lavishing its attention to both of my nipples, bathing them in warm, tingling heat with its tongue.
