Alien Warrior’s Treasure by Sue Mercury

Chapter 15

My sweet human.

With each kiss and each touch, Gavvin found he couldn’t get enough. He wanted more of Molly, he wanted all of her, and he planned to give all of himself in return. She belonged to him, but likewise, he belonged to her.

As they continued kissing, he drew her dress upward over her body, withdrawing from her lips only long enough to pull the garment over her head. He tossed it on the floor and ran a hand along the side of her stomach, then up to her heaving bosom. She was wearing a bra, an undergarment favored by human females, or so he’d heard—he’d never actually seen one before—and he couldn’t wait to rip it off her and expose her breasts fully. She moaned into his mouth and arched into his touch, and his cock hardened further in his pants.

His hand traveled lower, and he reached between her thighs to draw a finger lightly over her panties. She gasped and writhed her center against his probing touch, and satisfaction filled him when the scent of her feminine arousal increased in the air. He took a deep inhale and savored the exquisite scent of her, and he longed to bury his face between her thighs and devour her until she cried out in pleasure.

As he kissed her, he started vibrating his tongue in her mouth. She gave a strangled moan and pulled back, gasping for breath. Her eyes collided with his. “I-I’d forgotten about that. I remember hearing that Vaxxlian males could vibrate their tongues, but I’d somehow forgotten about it until now.” She flushed a deep shade of pink and her eyes dilated further.

Without a word, he started kissing her neck and kept going lower, over her breasts, down to her stomach, until finally he settled his head between her quivering thighs. She trembled and peered at him, gripping the covers as her knuckles turned white. No doubt, she realized his intentions.

“I want to see if you taste as sweet as you smell, my beloved mate.” He ripped off her panties and tossed the remnants of the undergarment aside. He focused on her pink, gleaming center, and couldn’t restrain a growl of pleasure. Fluxx, she was perfect, and his mouth watered at the prospect of licking her all over and making her writhe in ecstasy.

“Be a good little bride and spread your legs a bit wider, Molly.” His blood heated and his cock felt ready to cut zyansluxian steel.

She inhaled a shaky breath, and a shy look overcame her, but she obediently parted her thighs, giving him a glimpse of the wetness within her sleek folds. His cock throbbed harder, if that were possible, and he sweltered in the confines of his clothing. For a moment, he considered stripping his clothes off, but he didn’t wish to delay feasting upon her, and he decided to undress later.

He splayed her folds apart and lapped gently at the engorged bud that called to him. She tensed and jerked underneath him, and he placed his free hand upon her thigh, holding her in place. He lapped at her again, this time applying more pressure, and she cried out and thrashed on the bed, gripping at the covers as her expression became blissful.

“Oh my God, Gavvin.” She lifted her hips, inviting him to torment her further, and he was more than happy to oblige.

He feasted on her like a man starved, dragging his tongue up and down her slit, then vibrating his tongue over her protruding nubbin. She jerked her center in tune with his calculated ministrations, and it wasn’t long before she shuddered and cried out his name. He felt her clit pulsing against his tongue as she surrendered to her release.

Satisfaction spread through him, knowing he’d brought her to the heights of pleasure, and he quickly wiped his mouth on the back of his hand, then sat up slightly to meet her eyes. “Just as I imagined. You tasted as sweet as the nectar from a mountain flower.”

Her eyes widened and her lips moved, but she couldn’t seem to find any words, and she settled back onto the bed in a languid fashion, as if deeply relaxed and drained of all energy. The blissful look remained on her face.

“Gavvin, that was… wow, it was… incredible. Thank you.” Her cheeks turned even pinker when her gaze flickered to his.

He kissed the inside of her thighs each in turn. “I plan to do that at least twice a day for the rest of our lives.”

“Twice a day? Every day?”

He emitted a brief chuckle. “If you’d like, I could make it three or four or even five times a day, sweet Molly. I could feast upon your delectable pink center all fluxxing day and never grow tired of it.”

She appeared scandalized by the prospect, which only made him more eager to teach her the ways of husband and wife. Was she a virgin? She hadn’t explicitly admitted to being inexperienced, but he sensed she was likely a virgin. Even if she wasn’t, it wouldn’t dampen his desire for her in the least, but he planned to treat her with gentleness this first time.

The last thing he wished to do was hurt her. On the day of their mating, he only wanted to make her feel safe and bring her to the heights of pleasure again and again.

“Um, once or twice a day is fine with me. No need to get excessive.”

Star God, he loved making her blush.

He rose from the bed, just long enough to disrobe. He slipped off his boots and removed his pants and shirt. A soft gasp left her when she gazed upon his naked form, and with a bit of pridefulness, he hoped she liked what she saw. His cock jutted out hard and ready, and her gaze came to rest on his stiff appendage.

He gripped the base of his manhood and settled himself on the bed, situating his length between her thighs. “Don’t worry, Molly, I will be gentle, I promise. Is this your first time?”

She gave a wordless nod, her blue eyes sparkling. Her thighs trembled and the scent of her arousal kept increasing, and he knew without a doubt she would be soaking wet when he thrust inside her. Knowing she desired him sent a surge of heat through his veins.

“If it starts to hurt, just tell me, and I will pause. Do you understand?”

“Y-yes, Gavvin. Th-thank you. I’m not scared—really, I’m not—I’m just a bit nervous and… well, incredibly unsettled. I’ve never felt this way before. I’m burning up and aching all over again, even though you just made me come. More than anything, I want to feel you inside me. I want to feel that I belong to you in every possible way, husband.”

Hearing her refer to him as husband made his heart swell with affection for her. “My sweet bride, how I will treasure you always, from this day forward, my heart will only beat for you.”

He dragged his cock up and down her wet slit, and she groaned and bucked her hips, seeking more of his touch. She parted her thighs wider, and her heady feminine scent overwhelmed him. He thrust forward, very gently, until the head of his shaft entered her tight channel.

Molly threw her head back and released a needy moan, and she lifted her center to meet his cock, putting pressure on his shaft and encouraging him to sink deeper inside her tightness.

“Does this hurt at all?”

“No, Gavvin. Please, please give me more.”

He growled and pushed deeper, then paused and watched her face carefully, searching for any signs of distress. He withdrew slightly and surged into her again, creating a steady but shallow thrusting rhythm. Her insides gripped his cock like a vise, and waves of blinding pleasure stole over him, causing another growl to rumble from his chest.

“Please, I promise you’re not hurting me. I want this—I want you—deep inside me.” Her eyes fluttered open, and she shot him a pleading glance.

“Very well, sweet human, I find I cannot deny you anything. But you must promise to speak up if you feel any pain.”

“I promise, Gavvin, now take me, claim me as yours.”