Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 64359 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 322(@200wpm)___ 257(@250wpm)___ 215(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64359 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 322(@200wpm)___ 257(@250wpm)___ 215(@300wpm)
I haven’t gotten away with this. Not at all. I’ve gotten away with some of it, but Raz is making it clear in his grasp and his kiss that he has no intention of letting me go. I am not free. I am held. I am contained. And I am being made naked.
Now that he has my knife hand above my head, there is nothing to stop him from drawing down the zipper he first wanted to. My jacket opens, revealing a tank top below. I didn’t dress up for this occasion, because I was not expecting it to be an occasion.
I am wearing a heavy outer jacket that contains the last of my worldly possessions, seeing as I left the rest of them back on the station we fled. My pants are tight and similarly practical. I wasn’t trying to get laid or be hot. It doesn’t seem to matter.
HIs hand goes from my jacket zipper to my pants zipper. In quick succession the outer layers are shucked from my body. I kick my boots off to allow my pants to leave my legs and save myself from being hobbled by them. That leaves me in a tank top and underwear and very little else.
“You are beautiful, and I am going to make you feel good,” he promises me, his golden eyes sparking with lust.
Who am I to say no to feeling good? Who am I to say no to him at all? He owns me, after all. He has paperwork to prove his right to any part of me. I find myself not wanting to deny him his legal rights. If anything, I am eager to see how a spy alien mates.
The tendril at the top of his head lengthens and starts to move in a fascinating sort of way. His hands are on me, massaging and caressing and encouraging me as that appendage sneaks down between my thighs. It is vibrating a little at the tip, and it is very warm, and it feels very, very good as it makes it way over my head and down my back, over my ass, and then up between my legs.
It is like a tentacle, probing and playing, sucking lightly at my sex. Raz holds me in place, his big blue hands pulling my cheeks apart to allow the tip of his tendril to find the most sensitive part of my body, the sweet and tender entrance of my pussy.
“Does that feel good?” He asks the question with a wicked smile and an arched brow.
I am finding it hard to form thoughts, let alone words. It doesn’t matter. He has complete control of this situation, and of me. The tip of his tendril has found my clit and is making it rumble with delicious sensations that make my hips grind forward and my mouth hang open in that hungry little way.
He teases me this way for a little while, watching my reactions with obvious enjoyment. I am getting wetter and wetter by the second. I am whimpering, and even about to start begging when finally he stops toying with my clit and instead sinks the length of his tendril cock inside me, stretching my wet, overstimulated pussy wide open around his alien flesh.
I have had sex before, but this isn’t like being fucked by some guy with a cock. This is like being plugged into a whole world of sensual stimulation I didn’t even know I had receptors for. I feel him rippling inside me, muscular contractions running along his tendril and making my pussy stretch for him. I feel little sparks coming from the little parts that were vibrating before. This is the best sex I have ever had, and there’s not a penis in sight. There is just this perfect alien appendage designed to give immense, immediate pleasure.
Orgasm comes over me like a fucking supernova. I am being fucked so deeply and so completely, my pussy pulsing and throbbing, gripping Raz’s tendril with such intense desperation I can barely stand up.
“Oh fuck, oh my god, oh my fucking…”
“God? I’ll take it…” Raz growls the words against my mouth, kissing me deeply as he starts to fuck me even harder, pulsing his tendril in and out of me, giving me fizzing orgasmic gratification over and over until I collapse against him with the only two words I can muster.
“Thank you!”
2 OWNED MATES
“I’ll take you to Owned Mates, and we will see what we can do about getting you out of the mess you’ve got yourself in.”
I’ve been ravaged to perfection. I feel so damn good I almost think I didn’t make any kind of a mistake at all when I sold myself multiple times over. Raz is hot, and charming, and he knows how to pleasure me. He also has the ability to blend in, and to help me blend in whenever I need to. He and I could run forever, staying ahead of all the terrible things that are chasing me.