Total pages in book: 137
Estimated words: 130081 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 650(@200wpm)___ 520(@250wpm)___ 434(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 130081 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 650(@200wpm)___ 520(@250wpm)___ 434(@300wpm)
“Careful, sweetheart,” he warned hoarsely. His cock was on the larger side and he didn’t want her to choke. But Lan’ara surprised him by taking him even deeper.
Nate stroked her long, silky hair, being careful not to thrust or force her in any way. He didn’t want to hurt her—he already couldn’t believe how deep she was taking him.
“God, baby!” he growled softly, his eyes glued to the erotic sight of Lan’ara sucking him. Already he could feel his balls tightening and his shaft getting even harder. He’d been left with a bad case of blue balls after licking her sweet little pussy and being unable to jerk off afterwards. Now it seemed he was already going to come.
He wasn’t sure if he should warn her or what. She’d spoken about wanting to “swallow his cream” but did she really? In Nate’s experience, that wasn’t something most women wanted to do. Still, her hot wet mouth, the sight of her sucking him, and the light scratch of her nails against his thighs was driving him right over the edge.
“Baby, be careful!” he groaned. “I’m about to come—if you want to pull off, you’d better do it now!”
To his disappointment—but not his surprise—Lan’ara did pull off—but only for a moment.
“Nate, I need to drink your cream,” she murmured huskily, looking up at him. “I want to feel you coming in my mouth—shooting your seed down my throat. Please don’t ask me to pull off—I need to taste you.”
“God, baby…” Nate stroked her hair as he looked down at her. “Go on then—I’ll do my best to make a lot of cream for you,” he told her.
“Thank you, my love,” she murmured. Then she took him in her mouth again, her soft little fingers slipping between his thighs to stroke and fondle his aching balls as she swirled her tongue around his rock-hard shaft.
It was all too much for Nate. With a low groan, he finally let go. As the first jet shot from the tip of his cock, he heard Lan’ara hum in satisfaction and then she was swallowing—taking all he had to give and even sucking him for more.
Nate felt the pleasure arcing through his body like lightning as he watched her swallow every spurt. It felt like his orgasm went on and on—he didn’t know when he’d ever come so much! But Lan’ara never seemed satisfied, no matter how much he gave her.
At last he was finished—he’d come so hard that he actually felt light-headed!
“God, baby—think I need to sit down,” he murmured.
“Come sit by me on the couch,” Lan’ara invited.
Nate was glad to sink into the overstuffed cushions. The couch seemed to be made for someone his size, which wasn’t usual on Earth. The Mother Ship would certainly be a comfortable place to live, he thought.
But before he could vocalize that idea to Lan’ara, she was already curled up with her head in his lap. Since his cock was still out, she was able to take him in her hand.
Nate muffled a groan as she did her little “magic trick” as he thought of it, and made him hard all over again. Just moments before he would have sworn that he would need at least a day to recover from the extremely intense orgasm she’d just given him, but now his cock was standing at attention all over again and begging for more.
And Lan’ara seemed eager to give it to him. With a hungry little moan, she sucked his shaft into her mouth again and began swirling her tongue around and around his length.
Nate groaned softly and stroked her hair. She was so beautiful and so intent on giving him pleasure and drinking even more of his cream and who was he to stop her?
Getting more comfortable on the couch, he leaned back and let her work on him. He had a feeling they weren’t going to be leaving her suite for a long, long time.
FIFTY-TWO
LAN’ARA
Lan’ara couldn’t help herself—no matter how much of Nate’s cream she drank, she still felt thirsty for more. And with each salty spurt she swallowed, she felt the barrier the priest had talked about growing in her mind.
It also helped that Nate was giving her only positive emotions right now—lust and desire and love—which filled her inner reservoir to the brim. But still she needed more. It wasn’t just the thirst for his cream growing inside her, she finally realized—she also felt achingly empty inside, between her legs.
Of course, this made sense. Since she had finally tasted Nate’s seed, her body had probably decided that this meant they were about to Bond. So her pussy was begging to be filled with his long, hard shaft.
But we can’t do that, Lan’ara reminded herself. The Priest told us to take things slowly!
Her body didn’t know that, however and soon the need to be filled was like a deep, endless ache that gnawed at her with sharp teeth.