Then, he broke the kiss with a whimper from me and gave me a heartbreaking smile and moved his mouth to my left breast. Again, this was an entirely new sensation for me. Fey pulled my nipple into his mouth and sucked gently, massaging the other breast with his hand. I gasped, letting myself get lost in the sensations of this glorious man as he pleasured me with hand and mouth. He pulled on the nipple, running his thumb over the other, eliciting strange noises from me that I didn’t know I could make.
He sucked, nipped, and swirled his tongue over the peak. I writhed beneath him until Fey pulled away to meet my gaze. “You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” Same. But again, wasn’t going to say that. Not noticing how he’d practically lit my body on fire, Fey kissed down my belly until he was poised between my thighs.
I wasn’t an idiot. I knew what happened next, and my heart beat loudly in my ears. Fey wasted no time plunging between my lips, his tongue sweeping over every inch of my pussy while his hands reached up to continue their work on my breasts. I cried out at the intense pleasure of his mouth on me, and tangled my fingers in his hair.
Needing more space, Fey moved his hands down to my ass, then removed his face from my pussy and lifted me up and back. I squealed in delight, but let him do as he pleased. He wouldn’t hurt me. Once I was settled more firmly in the middle of the giant bed, Fey returned to his work.
“You taste exactly as good as I imagined you would. So delicious, so enticing. You’re like the Hervartian drug of my home planet, irresistible and all-consuming.” His words were poetic, but all I wanted him to do was get back down there. I’d only started having sex and I thought I’d never want to stop.
Sensing my desires—probably with that ludicrous power of his—he gave me a sexy as fuck grin and did exactly as I wanted. I gasped and moaned and pulled on his hair, but he never stopped. His hands stayed on my ass where they massaged and squeezed and wrung even more pleasure out of me than I thought possible.
A pressure built throughout my body. It came in tingling waves, demanding my attention and beginning to gather in the spot beneath Fey’s dexterous tongue. I panted, pulling on his hair, probably painfully, but he didn’t complain. “Fey, don’t stop. Oh fuck, please don’t stop.”
He didn’t, and I raced toward my first orgasm that I hadn’t given myself. When it crashed over me, my cries growing louder and more desperate, I knew I’d never be able to pleasure myself as good as this one golden alien could. As I twitched and writhed before him on the bed, Fey moaned as well, lapping at the proof of his success.
As I calmed, my brain feeling like it was short-circuiting, Fey rose to crash his mouth back to mine. I opened for him, tasting my own juice on his lips, and wrapped my arms around his broad back.
“Now it’s my turn.” He said thickly. I wasn’t opposed to this. I’d already decided I wanted him to mouth-fuck me, so I was ready. However, Fey moved himself off of me, and scooted away.
“Hey! Come back here!” Fey chuckled and ignored me, then moved his hands to undo his pants. My eyes locked on those hands, watching as he slowly, tantalizingly removed the pants. His cock sprang forward, pointing directly at my stomach, and I drooled a little as I took it in. I’d known that Myro was sufficiently large from the video footage from the Scarlet Feather, but Fey underestimated himself.
He was still huge. And now he was gazing at me as if I was the first meal he’d had in weeks. Fresh desire washed over me for maybe the millionth time, and I let myself drown in his power. I’d resisted it long enough; it was time to experience that power while he fucked me.
“Come here.” Is all I said.
“Gladly.” He laughed, then positioned himself over me once again. I’d thought when he said ‘his turn’ that he wanted me to blow him, but he seemed to have another plan. His mouth met mine, gently this time, as he slowly pushed himself between my legs. It was uncomfortable at first, the stretching, but he was gentle.
“I cannot believe that you have never been taken by a man. You were already so perfect to me, but this makes you even more desirable. You’re stunning, Kylie.”
All I could do was moan as he pushed deeper. Deeper. Then, with a final thrust of his hips, he was fully sheathed in me. I gasped for breath, feeling so full for the first time. Unable to stop myself, I worked my own hips, letting him settle inside of me.
The feel of that delicious cock as it rubbed all the right spots was nearly overwhelming, and I had to squeeze my eyes shut to focus my attention. He kissed me again, then began working his hips.
He understood the need for caution, and didn’t begin thrusting as I knew he craved to, instead slowly fucking me while I adjusted. I could tell it was a struggle for him to not pound into me with all of his strength, and I appreciated how kind he was being. I pulled away briefly to see the strain in his face, but I could also see that he was equally overcome.
It all felt incredible, even around the small amount of pain that still lingered. Returning to our kiss, my tongue danced with his in time to the movement of our hips. Then, Fey
