I redouble my efforts when I feel her core clenching around my fingers. I’m a quick learner, repeating actions that have her sobbing my name, desperate for the relief only her climax can provide. When she’s close, my lips close around her nub and I suck at her without mercy.
She screams my name as her climax rushes over her. If we had guests at the hotel, all would hear her, and I am sorely tempted to repeat this again one day.
ChapterThirteen
ELANA
Sutek looms over me, his body pinning me in place. I glance between us, seeing him line up his unusual appendage with my entrance. It has two bulges down its length, scattered with veins and bumps. I’m both terrified and excited. He’s much larger than I’ve ever experienced and yet, I suspect those unique features are going to be extraordinarily pleasurable.
The tip breaches my channel with a pop, and my body tightens around him with a slight burn. Even this much makes me feel incredibly full. How am I going to accommodate the rest of him?
“Look at me,” Sutek growls.
My eyes flick to his. He scowls down at me, sweat beading on his forehead. It’s clear evidence of how much he’s holding back. Seeing him so composed helps me accept him. I consciously relax my muscles, focusing on the pleasure rather than the pinch of pain. He slips inside me deeper, until his first bulge is pressed against me.
“You’re such a good girl,” Sutek tells me, showering my lips with gentle pecks.
I want to laugh, exhilaration washing through me. I’ve never been one for praise. My exes always made it feel so fake, yet Sutek genuinely believes his words.
I wrap my legs around him, hooking them behind his waist, encouraging him to push deeper.
I cry out when he pumps back and forth before finally driving that first bulge into place. He doesn’t stop rocking his hips, each action causing the bumps to rub against my tight muscles. It feels as much like a massage as it is arousing. Before I know it, I’m arching my hips, begging him to slide in deeper.
“You may make me spill with just one bulge,” he pants and grunts from above me, each of his thrusts affecting him as much as me. “But not until you take all of me. I will give you all of myself.”
Soon his second bulge enters me. I feel incredibly full. Each time he thrusts in deeper, it feels like I am being overwhelmed in the best possible way. His shape plays across my insides, pressing against every part of me. There’s no escape and no hiding. He touches every part of me, body and soul.
My muscles clamp down on him, a climax building. His hips start to pump more furiously. He’s beginning to slam into me, and my whole body slides on the soft bedding. My breasts bounce, the tips of my nipples sliding across his smooth chest repeatedly with an erotic caress. Heat builds between us, our bodies becoming slick with sweat as the tension mounts.
Suddenly he’s gripping my hip, guiding me across the soft sheets so that he remains deep within me as he kneels. Sutek throws back his head and snarls. The muscles in his neck are taut, his chest heaving. He continues to slam into me, holding my hips in place, as I cling to the slippery material. The new position makes him feel even larger, impossibly so. It allows me to watch him as he slams home, again and again.
“Good girl,” Sutek purrs. Everything about him is strong and dominant. His muscles bulge. His face is proud and determined.
He grins down at me with a wild expression, his eyes ablaze and his sharp teeth bared. His voice is commanding as he growls, “Now, come with me.” I should be afraid. Instead, my body combusts. Heat slams through me, spreading from my core to the very tips of my fingers and over my scalp. I scream as my climax rushes over me. At the same time, I hear him roar, though the sound is muffled from the pounding of my heart in my ears. I’m distantly aware of his hips losing rhythm, grinding against mine as warmth floods into me. Each brush of his muscles causes another cry from my lips as he wrings every last piece of pleasure from me, and my core milks him of every last drop. We collapse into the covers, sweaty and spent. Well, I am.
“That was amazing,” I giggle. Sutek enfolds me in his arms, rolling us so that I’m leaning against his firm chest. The action makes me aware that he’s still as hard as before. We both moan.
What’s more important to me, however, is the soft kiss he places on my forehead. This feels right, like I’m meant to be in his arms. Guilt gnaws at me that I still haven’t told him who I really am. Saying I’m anxious about revealing the truth is an understatement. I don’t want this secret to linger between us any longer. He’s been honest with me, it’s time I do the same.
For once in my life, I have to extend that olive branch and trust someone. After all, he’s already held his hand out for me. Now it’s time to meet him halfway.
“Sutek, I...” I start, struggling to gather my thoughts. How do you even tell someone that you were abducted and brought halfway across the galaxy. Heck, it might be multiple galaxies even.
I jolt as his hand begins to vibrate against my shoulder. Sutek sighs, gently withdrawing his arm from beneath me.
“Just my comms unit,” he flashes a smile, “a fancy model—a gift from Rist.”
He presents his wrist, revealing what appears to be a black sports watch, replete with countless tiny dials and buttons encircling the face, now illuminated with alien squiggles.
“Accept incoming comm,” Sutek announces aloud.
Light spills from his watch, coalescing into a glowing sphere that begins morphing into the shape of a head. My blood turns to ice as a familiar face materializes. The jutting jaw, pointed ears, and even the fine texture of scales become apparent on the translucent image.
The dragon man—Greenie.
I stifle a whimper, clamping my hand over my mouth. The world blurs until only his face remains, glaring at us.
“I see you’ve found my pet, Volscian,” Greenie’s voice reverberates around us, clear as if he’s physically present. If it weren’t for the spectral blue glow, I might believe he could reach out and seize me.
