EIGHTEEN
Devix was trying to kill her. That much was clear as Cara fisted the indigo moss beneath her palms, as sweat dripped off her body, and her tenth, twentieth, thirtieth orgasm of the night made her scream.
Every muscle in her body was sore. Every inch of her skin tingled with pleasure. She’d long stopped playing with her nipples because they’d grown too sensitive, but it hadn’t stopped Devix was suckling on them whenever he was fucking her on her back.
But right then, she was on her hands and knees. Every limb trembled as she fought to hold her body up as her orgasm crashed over her, but her arms gave out eventually. She stretched them in front of her, while Devix kept her hips right where he wanted them to be, high enough to be level with his amazing, life-changing, ridged cock.
When his palm came smacking down on her reddened ass, Cara moaned and wiggled her hips for more…her wicked, wicked alien.
In a daze, she looked in front of her, as her lover continued to pound into her from behind, his heavy balls swinging against her clit with every thrust. The trees stood tall, creaking with their breaths, an almost silent audience of voyeurs to their mating. Because that was what it felt like. Devix was mating her, not just fucking her, and Cara loved every moment of it.
Beneath them, his cum shimmered in the light. His seed had a pearlescent sheen and she’d lost count how many loads he’d pumped into her. Her male had a stamina she’d never knew existed before and Cara was struggling to keep up with him.
In the back of her mind, she wondered if she should’ve been more hesitant about letting him cum inside her. Was there a possibility that she could get pregnant, even if he wasn’t her species? Were they compatible in that way?
Cara didn’t think so and need won out in the end. Regardless, something told her Devix had been too far gone the first time, that he wouldn’t have pulled out. Their mating was a…claiming. A part of Cara wondered if she should be more wary about that than she was.
And oh, was her magnificent alien male claiming her good.
Words no longer made sense to her in the state she was in and Cara’s voice was so hoarse from her screams that she didn’t know if she could speak. She didn’t know how long they’d been out there, how many times he’d fucked her, how many times she’d orgasmed so intensely on his cock whenever he spanked her.
It was neverending and Cara never wanted it to stop. Her body, on the other hand, was reaching its limit.
But his cock felt so good inside her. At first, she’d thought they wouldn’t fit. His cock was too large, too thick. But Devix had other plans and he’d shown her just how well they could fit. Cara had never felt so filled in her life. And those ridges…they stimulated and rubbed against every sensitive, delicious part. The majority of her orgasms had come from those knobs rubbing against her G-spot. And when he purred…hell, they vibrated inside her.
Like she said…his cock was life-changing. And she needed more, more, more.
Cara moaned, half in protest, half in need, when his fingers reached around to find her clit. He growled dirty, naughty unintelligible things to her in his own language, and she’d long since stopped asking him to translate. She understood his meanings and frankly, she was more than flattered that she’d seemed to fuck the English right from his mind.
Cara huffed, her breaths becoming short gasps, when her abused, needy clit reacted to his expert touch. Devix roared, his hips jerking roughly, suddenly out of sync with his well-timed thrusts, and Cara felt another load of his hot cum drench her walls. It was enough to wring another orgasm from her.
Her vision went black for a brief moment and Cara knew that she’d reached her limit for that night. Or was it early morning now? She didn’t know.
“D-Dev,” she whispered, her voice broken. “B-baby, I—I can’t take anymore tonight.”
She heard him purr at her back and then she sighed when she felt him slip from her body. In a pleasurable fog, she perceived him gently maneuvering her until he was on his side, facing her, with her tucked close in the crook of his arm.
Cara struggled to keep her eyes open, but she looked up at him as he draped one of her legs over his hips. Then, she gasped when he gently nudged his still rock hard cock back inside her pussy. Her muscles fluttered around him and her widened eyes met his dark gaze.
Then Cara realized he wasn’t going to fuck her anymore that night.
Her voice sounded like she’d just smoked about fifty packs of cigarettes in a row when she asked, “You just want to be inside?”
The rumble in his chest was answer enough and he rubbed his horns through her damp hair and across her cheek. The Luxirian version of cuddling, perhaps?
“That’s…kind of sexy,” she whispered, resting her head on his bicep, her lips inches away from his amazing pecs. “Dev?”
He licked a line down her throat. “Tev?”
“That was…unbelievably amazing,” she told him. He purred in answer and brushed his lips over her own in the sweetest kiss. When he pulled back, she confessed, “But I—I don’t think I’ll be able to walk back.”
“I will care for you, luxiva. Always,” he murmured and she relaxed against him, still feeling his cock throb within her. “Rest.”
He didn’t have to ask her twice.
And a moment later, her eyes slid closed, her body completely spent and exhausted. She listened to his steady heartbeat, which thumped against her cheek. She listened to the quiet hush of the forest, the creaking, breathing trees. And it felt like they were the only two beings in the entire universe at that moment, as if Earth and the Pit and Azatia and Rozun didn’t exist at all. That it was just them. Together. Always.
Her last thought before she slipped into unconsciousness was that she didn’t know if she’d be able to live without him.
And then everything, except Devix, slipped away.