Page 65 of Infala: Her Alien Protector
They did, however, prefer roaming the hills to graze in the wild, sometimes spending all day up there, reveling in the warm rays of freedom’s sun until night when they would, more often than not, come back home to sit by their people, enjoying the comfort of their happy home.
Zepharos really did enjoy farming, he learned to his surprise. As a boy the idea seemed anathema to a satisfying life, but now? Now he found it fulfilling providing his woman with the bounty harvested by his own hands.
“Love, I have something for you,” he announced, crouching beside her where she sat quietly staring out at the serene lagoon, enjoying the sound of the water rippling against the shoreline.
“Oh? What is it?” she asked, turning to greet him.
The smell of him was intoxicating. He’d been working in the field again, and the arousing scent of fresh sweat from a man who ate clean and bathed in the lagoon every day was enough to set her bits aflame with desire. And he’d brought her a treat.
“Fallixia fruit. The very first ripe ones from our bushes.”
“They’re ripe?”
“Try one.”
She obliged, peeling the small tangerine-sized orb andpopping the firm but gelatin-filled sections into her mouth. He’d been talking about Fallixia fruit for ages, sure she would like it, but until the crop produced its bounty, it was all supposition. Until now.
He watched with anticipation as she chewed, his eyes creasing with joy at her reaction.
“Oh my God! It’s amazing!”
“I had hoped you would enjoy it.”
“Enjoy it? I love it!” she chirped, licking her fingers clean. “Almost as much as I loveyou.”
She grabbed him and pulled him close, kissing him hard, their tongues dancing in the way they both enjoyed so much, sharing the sticky sweet taste of this delightful treat as they embraced.
Maria’s hunger had very quickly developed into the want of something far more substantial, and Zepharos was definitely of the same mind.
He picked her up, hefting her into his strong and capable arms easily, then jumped into the lagoon with a mighty splash, the dirt rinsing away, leaving him fresh and ready to do all manner of unspeakable things to, and with, his mate.
Maria’s hand was already in his waistband, her fingers wrapped around his girthy shaft, pulling steadily in the way she knew he enjoyed so much. Zepharos reciprocated in kind, his dexterous fingers parting her folds, teasing her pulsating hole while sending jolts of delight through her swollen clit.
Their clothing was off in a flash, tossed ashore as they reveled in the moment.
It was perfect, the way they justknewhow to touch one another. What they both wanted. How to move and when. And when the moment came when they could both wait no longer, she wrapped her arms and legs around him as he sloshed back ashore, carrying his love to a blanket he’d wovenfor her. But he couldn’t wait, and neither could she, and they both knew it.
He lowered her as he walked, her folds pressing against the pre-cum-slicked head of his lengthy cock. The pressure was incredible, his size pushing her open, pausing only a moment before stretching her wide as he slid into her, each of them savoring every inch of it until he bottomed out deep inside her, Maria’s clit pressed firmly against him, grinding in the most incredible way with every step he took.
“My love,” he growled, his face buried in her neck, his soft lips kissing just below her ear, teasing the sensitive flesh.
“My wonderful man,” she gasped, lifting herself then slamming back down on him with delight, relishing the feeling of him so deep and so thick, the angle pressing against her G-spot so perfectly that she feared she might come and black out from the sheer magnitude of the sensations.
But while that had been common in the early days, she had since learned to hold it back, just as he had, the two of them reading one another and edging each other until they were primed for the most powerful, body-rocking climaxes they’d ever experienced.
Zepharos lowered her onto the blanket, finally arrived at their impromptu destination, his weight on top of her as he pulled her legs up, resting them atop his arms, allowing him to go even deeper, her pelvis tilted up just right, so every thrust sent shivers through her body, his hand moving to rub her clit as he slowly eased her closer to peak ecstasy.
He moved slow and steady, firmly churning inside her, setting her belly aflame with a blazing ball of purple-sparkling bliss that she could feel spreading to her head, making her see faint stars as her orgasm grew close.
“Not yet,” he said, feeling what she was and pulling out.
“I want it,” she moaned.
“Hold it. Wait until I say,” he commanded, firm, yet loving, staring deep into her eyes.
“Yes, sir,” she replied, thrilled by the game and happy to please.
He sat up, cock rigid and gleaming, slick with their shared juices. He grabbed her with powerful hands and flipped her over, pulling her ass back toward him while gently pushing her head down until she was in the angle he wanted.
