Page 40 of Alien Desire
“Wh- what happened?” I ask, as he struggles to keep from collapsing on top of me.
“I knotted you, Omega.”
“What do you mean?”
“I’ve locked us together. It increases the chances of procreation.”
I wriggle, finding the expansion of his cock at his base has moulded us together.
“Why, why did you do that? I told you this is for pleasure, not,” I wince, “babies. I told you I had the shot. I can’t get pregnant.” I’ve never given children a consideration. Not once.
“I know. But knotting is instinctual. Not something I can control.”
He rolls onto his back taking me with him and stares at the ceiling.
“Are you angry with me?” I ask.
“No, no. How could I be? I’m just … that was so different from what I imagined.”
“Good different? Or bad different?” I lie against his hard warm body, watching the colours of his skin shimmer beneath me.
“Good different,” he says seriously. “I did not know it could be like that between two beings. That I could feel such …”
“You don’t think it is like this when your dad and his cronies,” I struggle for the best way to phrase this, “do this with their Omegas?”
He pulls a face like he’s just eaten a sour grape. “If it is, they have kept it from us. If the other Alphas knew of this ecstasy, they’d have stormed the Omega compound long ago.” He locks his eyes on mine. “But I think it is because of you, Omega. I don’t think it would be this way with a Gryton.”
I’m not convinced. But I’d never imagined my first time would be like that. I’d heard first times were uncomfortable, or sloppy, or fumbling. It’s one of the reasons I’ve avoided it. That and not finding anyone I wanted to do it with. “I never imagined it would be like that either.”
I think of my crew mates, of Jacob especially. He liked me, I’m pretty sure of that. He’d tried to flirt with me, had made it clear in his subtle way that he’d be game for some carnal fun, but I’d pushed him away like everyone else. I didn’t want him to get too close.
Stroking my spine, Tor muses, “It has been drummed into me for such a long time, my whole life in fact, that this act had no purpose other than to create new life. That it was a necessary burden to be borne in order to create the next generation of Alphas, the leaders of the future. But this was no burden. I would willingly do this with you over and over again even though we can not make children together.”
I smile into his chest. “Like the kissing.”
“I think it is even better than the kissing.”
“Me too.”
“Am I very different,” he asks me “from a human man?” He’s seen pictures the computer has shown him, but those men were clothed.
“Not so different.” I push up on one elbow and stroke my palm across his chest. “You have no nipples and your flesh is thicker than a human’s.”
“And my sex?”
My cheeks heat. “Bigger and a human man can’t do this knotting thing.”
A look of smug satisfaction passes over his face.
“And am I so different?”
“Gryton females do not have these.” He cups my left breast and jiggles it in his hands, making me giggle with pleasure. “Well, only when they have a child to feed, but then this is only for a short time. Normally they have a chest no different from my own.”
“And their sex?”
“Similar, although it was never described to me as something quite as soft or as delicious as yours. And they don’t have this little button of pleasure.”
His hand drops between us and he twirls his finger around my clit. He is an astonishingly quick learner. His fingers already know how to play me and his action stirs my desire and soon I’m falling into bliss again.
