Mated to the Beast (12 page)

“Yes.” His palms slid over the floor as if trying to grab something, anything, but me.

“You need me to take the edge off?” I had a few needs of my own. I
needed
to come once or twice.

“
Yes.
”

I felt powerful and desirable and my pussy dripped with a returned need. The way he’d fucked me with his fingers, made me come from them alone, had me wanting more. Now, now I wanted it as much as he did. I should walk away. I should
run
away, for I truly didn’t know this man. I was going to have sex with a stranger, an oversized alien with mating fever who wanted to fuck and fuck and
fuck
.

Hell, every Earth woman would kill to be me. I couldn’t skip this opportunity. My inner walls clenched with the demand to be filled with his huge cock. I glanced down at it and I saw the way pre-cum had seeped from the tip to wet the clinging fabric. I could clearly see the outline of the broad crown and the start of the thick vein that ran down the length.

“You must take me, Sarah. If I have you beneath me, I might hurt you.”

My eyes narrowed with desire. I was on my hands and knees before him. “You want me to ride you?”

He didn’t answer with words, but tugged at the drawstring at his waist and pushed his pants down over his cock. It sprang free and I couldn’t help but swear at the sight of it.

“Holy shit.”

It was the biggest cock I’d ever seen. Porn star worthy. He’d certainly hidden it well in his uniform pants. It was thick and very hard, the skin taut and a dark rose color, filled with blood. Clear fluid gathered at the narrow slit at the top. Dax gripped the base in his hand and began to stroke it.

“Just having you look at my cock makes me want to come.”

I watched as he pumped his fist and I swear his cock got even bigger.

“I’m not sure… I’m not sure that’s going to fit.”

He offered me a pained smile. “Take off your shirt, Sarah.”

I arched a brow, then grinned. “For wanting me to fuck you, you’re awfully bossy.”

“I’m going to rip it off you in about three seconds. I just figured you’d want something to wear when I’m finished with you.”

He had a good point and the way his free hand was gripped into a fist, I didn’t doubt he’d snag the neckline of the shirt and rend the fabric.

Sitting back on my heels, I lifted it over my head, letting my hair slide free and down my back.

I shifted so I could get my shorts off. When I dropped them on top of my shirt, Dax groaned.

I knelt before him in just my panties. I didn’t know if Atlan women had panties or not, but since I was from Earth, they were allowed as part of my uniform. They were plain white, not the least bit enticing or sexy, but the way Dax was looking at me, it was as if they were the most delicate of lace and satin.

My nipples tightened under his gaze.

“Touch yourself. Show me what you like,” he growled, his eyes glued to my breasts.

I placed a hand on my belly and his eyes lowered to it. I moved it upwards and over one breast, then the other. While it felt good to watch as his gaze followed my hand, I wanted
his
touch.

He slowly shook his head. “Not there. Lower.”

My clit pulsed, agreeing with him.

I slid my hand back down and then beneath my panties, my fingers brushing over my clit. It was swollen, so swollen that just brushing it made my mouth fall open, my eyes closed.

“Eyes on me, Sarah.” His voice was a dark growl.

I looked at him, saw the feral need there, the heat, the longing.

“Are you wet?”

I bit my lip and nodded, the slick essence coating not only my lower lips, but now my fingertips.

“Show me. Prove to me that you’re ready for my cock. That you want it.”

I lifted my hand up and he could see my wetness coating my fingers. He groaned then, his restraint had weakened and he grasped my wrist and tugged me forward. I placed a hand on his shoulder for balance and widened my knees.

He took my fingers into his mouth and sucked my sticky juices off. This was the most erotic thing… ever.

“Dax,” I moaned his name as the suction of his fingers made me wonder what that mouth would be like on my pussy.

“You taste sweet,” he growled. “Now, Sarah. It needs to be now. Knowing you want it, too, makes it harder for me to control myself. If the beast escapes, he won’t stop.”

He released his hold and I placed that hand on his other shoulder. While he was obviously raging with fever, he’d waited until he knew I was ready for him, that my pussy was so wet that it could take his big cock. Even now with his fever riding him, he’d ensured I would not be hurt.

When he straightened out his legs, I was suddenly straddling him. Raising his hands to my hips, he curled his fingers into the sides of my panties and tugged, ripping them from me. I was completely exposed, completely naked.

Moving my knees forward, I positioned myself so I was directly above his cock. Slowly, carefully, I lowered myself down until the blunt head bumped into my pussy.

He hissed and I moaned. His hands came to my hips and gripped tightly. I would surely have bruises there come morning.

“Now, Sarah. Holy fuck. Now.”

Reaching down between my legs, I parted my slick folds around him and lowered my body over his thick head. He was so big that I bit my lip at the sharp sting of pain as he stretched me open, filling me. It had been a long time since I’d been with anyone, and he was not the average man.

I clenched his shoulders. He was staring down between my legs and I lowered my head to see what he was looking at. A little at a time his cock was disappearing inside me. It was such an erotic sight as I took more and more.

Taking deep breaths, I tried to relax and let gravity help. Bending his knees, he made a cradle for me to sit within, gave me a place to lean. As I used his thighs for leverage, the angle of my body shifted slightly and he slid deep in one smooth glide, not giving me time to adjust. All of a sudden I was simply full. Too full.

I cried out, my forehead on his chest as I tried to breathe, squirming on him, trying to pull off. “It’s too much. You’re too big.”

He soothed me with his hands on my back, keeping me still. “Take a minute to adjust. You’re perfect for me. You’ll see. Just being inside you is helping. I won’t hurt you. I promise. I am big and your pussy is so tight. It’s so wet and eager for me. Clench down on me. Yes, just like that.”

As he continued to talk to me, I relaxed, adjusted to the huge feel of him. I’d
never
had such a big cock before. I had no doubt that as soon as I began to move, I’d be completely ruined for all others.

All of a sudden I wanted to lift up, to move on him. Remaining still was instant torture. Moving, I pulled back, then dropped down, making Dax groan.

“Again.”

I did it again. And again.

“Don’t stop.”

He didn’t have to tell me that, for I had no intention of stopping. I began to ride him in earnest, lifting up and slamming down hard; every time I moved, my clit rubbed against him. I tilted my head back with abandon, knowing that he wasn’t going to let me go, he wasn’t going to do anything but let me fuck him until I came, until I made
him
come.

My breasts bounced and swayed as I moved, but I didn’t care. I knew he could feel the soft flesh at my hips beneath his fingers, but I didn’t care. I didn’t care about anything.

I’d never been so hot, so eager for someone before. Usually I needed tons of foreplay before I could even consider fucking. For Dax, I just had to hear his voice, see his cock and I was dripping wet.

“I’m going to come,” I cried, moving my hips in small circles, grinding on him.

“Good girl. Come for me. Come for your mate.”

I screamed as I came, the pleasure of it making my fingertips tingle, my toes numb. My thigh muscles quivered and sweat broke out on my skin. There wasn’t a more vulnerable moment and I could feel Dax’s hands holding me tightly, the warmth and solidness of him beneath me.

When I caught my breath and opened my eyes, Dax remained buried deep, still hard and thick. He grinned at me. “You’re beautiful when you come.”

I flushed at his compliment.

“The fever is soothed a bit,” he breathed. I couldn’t tell by looking at him. His hands still tightly gripped my hips, the cords in his neck were rigid and his cock had certainly not diminished.

I frowned. “But… but you haven’t come.”

“Just being inside you seems to help. Seeing you come
definitely
helped. I have never had the fever before, so I am learning, too. Do not fear, I am in control again.”

“I don’t want to stop.” I could still ride him, still fuck him to orgasm. I could come again. I wanted to come again, like a naughty, naughty girl. I wanted more. “I… I don’t want you in control.”

“You have done your job well as mate, soothing my inner beast.” His hands lifted to cup my breasts, his thumbs brushing over my nipples and I leaned into his touch as fire shot straight from my breasts to my clit. “Now,
I
am going to fuck
you.
But first, I want to taste you.
”

Before I could respond, he lifted me up so his cock came free. He moved so that he lay flat on his back on the hard floor. Instead of straddling his waist, I straddled his… his face.

I looked down at him between my thighs, saw the gleam in his eye, the wicked grin on his lips.

“Dax,” I said breathlessly.

“I can still taste you on my tongue from when I licked your fingers. Your pussy juices ease the fever. It’s like medicine. I need more.”

He stopped talking then, took hold of my hips and lowered me so I was sitting on his face.

I had nothing to hold onto and I fell forward as my hands slapped against the wall. I looked down at Dax’s dark head and watched as his tongue flicked over my clit before he took it into his mouth and sucked. I was right. His tongue
was
much better than my fingers.

“You’re going to come for me and then I’ll fuck you.”

His voice was muffled by my thighs. He kissed one, then nipped it, making me gasp. He was being bossy and I didn’t mind it at all. Apparently, being commanded to come by a man with his mouth on my pussy made the authority issue I had much easier to overlook.

“Okay,” I replied, for what woman would refuse another orgasm?

I gave over then, for my only alternative was to climb off him, and that was
not
going to happen. He was a talented lover, wielding his tongue like a master artist. My clit was already sensitive and the gentle flick of his tongue, the full suction of his mouth pushed me to the brink, and over, quickly. He left me wilted and panting, sweating and sated.

“Cock. I need your cock,” I admitted.

As if I were a doll, he easily lifted me up and carried me to the bed. He placed me on my stomach and tucked my knees beneath me. My cheek was on the cool sheets and my bottom was up in the air.

I felt the soft press of his cock against my pussy. He slid it up and down over the slick, swollen flesh.

“This is what you want?”

I gripped the sheets and looked over my shoulder at him. The pants were gone and I could see his legs. Pure muscle curved over his tall frame. Lean hips tapered to a narrow waist, then a solid, broad chest. He was like Michelangelo’s David, if he’d carved a space man.

I pushed back against his cock, wanting it inside me and not willing to wait. “Yes.”

The broad head nudged against all my tender flesh, even pressed against my back entrance, where I’d had nothing go before. “Here, Sarah. When I am fully in control, I will want you here. The beast will command your pussy. He will think only of breeding you, of tying you to him forever.” He stroked my back entrance with his thumb, taunting me with his erotic thoughts. “But I will want to explore all of you, mate. Every inch of your body will be mine to taste, to claim, to fuck.” He slid inside my wet heat in one hard, fast thrust and I clenched down, thinking about how big he felt in my pussy. I couldn’t imagine him taking me in such a private place.

“I’ve never… I haven’t—” I admitted.

“I want all of you.” He leaned over my back until his mouth rested just behind my ear, his body covering me as his cock pumped in and out of my body. “You are mine.”

“Yes.”

He moved off me and walked to the wall. I rested my cheek on the cool sheets and tried to ignore the empty feeling in my pussy, tried not to think about how badly I wanted him back where he belonged, inside me, making me come.

Still, this view had its advantages. I admired what was mine, watched the muscles in his perfect ass flex and tighten as he walked away.

“What are you doing?” I asked. Didn’t he want to finish? Was he done with me?

“I forgot you are not from my world and have not been prepared for an Atlan lover.”

I frowned.

“Atlan females are prepared from their eighteenth birthday in the ways of pleasing a mate. To be ready for his mating fever. She is prepared in the art of fucking. All fucking.”

“You mean—”

He pressed a few buttons on a wall unit and returned with a small box. Returning to me, he placed the box on the bed beside me, opened the lid.

My eyes widened when he showed me the butt plug. I’d never had anything shoved up there before, but that didn’t mean I didn’t know what one was.

“All fucking, Sarah. Pussy, mouth, and ass. Have you sucked a cock before?”

He pulled out a tube of something that looked like lubricant.

“Yes,” I replied, but not a cock as big as his. I definitely couldn’t take it all. Not even a porn star could handle all that.

“And your ass? Do you have a virgin ass, Sarah?”

He squeezed a large dollop of the clear lube onto the plug. It was smaller than his cock, but I had doubts about its ability to fit in my bottom. I pushed up on my elbows.

“Back down, please. It’s time to prepare this gorgeous tight hole. I’m soothed, temporarily, but I never want to hurt you. Only bring you pleasure.” With one hand, he pulled one ass cheek away from the other, spreading my bottom wide open. “The way you respond to me, I have no doubt you’re going to love taking my cock deep in your ass.”