“Blossom, you’re…” He stopped and visibly swallowed. “Beautiful isn’t a strong enough word.”
She smiled as she sashayed closer, then removed his jacket, tossing it onto a nearby chair. Next, she reached for the buttons on his shirt and noticed her hands were shaking. Somehow, she managed to get all of them undone without ripping off a button or two. Brexton shrugged out of the garment, and she couldn’t help but admire the broad expanse of his chest.
He leaned down to remove his boots and socks, then reached for his belt, but he hesitated. His gaze locked onto hers, as if asking her a question. She nodded and watched as he unbuckled his belt then unfastened his pants. Anxious to see all of him, Blossom helped remove his pants but couldn’t help but stare at his boxer briefs, They were molded to him perfectly, leaving nothing to the imagination. Yeah, he was definitely big everywhere.
She felt herself grow slick as he pulled off his underwear and stood before her completely naked and unashamed. Not that he had a damn thing to be ashamed of. Blossom had never seen a more beautiful man in all her life. She reached out to touch him, letting her fingers trace along every muscle. His cock was already hard with pre-cum beading on the head, and it jerked as she trailed her fingers down his abdomen.
“Blossom, I want this night to be perfect, but I… I don’t know how long I’ll last, and if you keep touching me like that, it may be over far too soon.”
“What do you need me to do?” she asked, looking up at him.
He glanced at the bed over her shoulder before looking down at her again.
She reached out and wrapped her hand around his cock, giving it a stroke. “What if I made you come first? Could you get hard a second time, maybe last a little longer once some pressure was relieved?” she asked.
“I pretty much stay hard when you’re near me,” he said, giving her a thrill that he reacted so strongly to her.
“Anyone ever put their mouth on you?” she asked. “Here?”
She tugged on his cock again and he groaned, his eyes sliding shut a moment before locking on hers again.
“No. The sexual scenes in my movies are actually filmed with me wearing underwear that matches my skin tone, and same for the female leads. I have refused to get completely naked for any movie.”
“Is that why the covers never go lower than your waist in all your movies?”
He nodded.
“I’m the first woman to see you like this? To touch you?” she asked.
“Yes. The only one who ever will,” he said.
“I wish I could give you that gift,” she said wistfully. Her lack of virginity had never been a big deal to her, until now. What if she’d waited for Brexton? Would they have still met even if she hadn’t been a single mom in trouble?
“Blossom, you’re perfect just the way you are, and I would never wish your children away. They’re a part of you and I will love them as if they were my own.”
She cupped his cheek and leaned up to kiss him. Brexton had to lean down to meet her partway since he was so tall, but he seemed just as eager for her kiss. When she drew away, she knelt at his feet and heard him suck in a sharp breath. Blossom licked her lips, then stroked his cock with her tongue. He murmured something she didn’t understand, and she wondered if it was his native language. When she sucked him into her mouth, he groaned and his entire body shuddered.
“Blossom…” Brexton threaded his fingers through her hair.
He didn’t force her to take more of him, just seemed to like holding onto her. Blossom accepted as much of him as she could, then she took a breath and relaxed her throat, until she’d taken the rest of his cock. She sucked at his shaft, curling her tongue around him, her head bobbing until he exploded in her mouth. His cum tasted sweet and she swallowed every drop.
“I never imagined…” he trailed off and tugged on her hair until she looked up at him. “Thank you, sweet mate. You didn’t have to do that. I’ve heard some of the females complain that it’s distasteful.”
She smiled and stood up. “Brexton, that was far from ‘distasteful.’ I liked making you come, and you taste sweet, almost like there’s sugar in your cum.”
His cheeks flushed a darker shade of purple and she led him over to the bed. Lying back, she bent her knees, spread her thighs, and beckoned him closer. He knelt between her legs, his hands caressing her. His gaze locked on her pussy and she was glad that she’d kept it trimmed, even if she hadn’t had sex in a while. Yes, she’d lived with Mike, but he’d quickly lost interest in her sexually.
He lightly ran a finger down the lips of her pussy. “Your natural color is brown.”
She felt her cheeks burn. “Um, yeah. I call it mouse brown, which is why I dye it. I like bright colors, and it’s inexpensive -- one of the few things I can afford for myself. I’ve heard of women dying their hair down there, or their underarms, but I think I’ll pass. I’d just have it all waxed off, but I haven’t had the money for that.”
“Waxed?” His brow lowered and he glowered at her. “You would let another man see you like this?”
“What? No! It would be a woman who did it. At a salon.”
The tension eased from him as he stared down at her pussy again. “If you want to try this waxing, I would be happy to cover the cost. My money is now your money, mate. And I must admit, I’m curious what you would look like, or feel like completely bare.”
Well that settled it. She’d make an appointment in the morning.
“Am I permitted to taste you the way you did for me?” he asked.
Oh, sweet mercy! The man was going to kill her. “Yes,” she said, her voice coming out hoarse. God, but she would love for him to do that.
Brexton got off the bed and kneeled next to it, then dragged her closer. She gave a squeak as he spread her wide and leaned in close. His tongue lapped at her folds before sliding between the lips of her pussy and giving her long, slow licks. When he discovered how sensitive her clit was, she worried she wouldn’t survive the night. He sucked at her clit, before gently biting it, then licking at it with his tongue. It didn’t take him long to make her come, and she screamed out his name, her thighs clenching against his shoulders as waves of pleasure rolled over her.
“I think I could do this all night,” he said, his gaze locking with hers.
“Please, Brexton. I need to feel you inside of me.”
He stood then paused with his cock brushing against the inside of her thigh.
“You told Zlerak that you wouldn’t mind more children. I don’t have those things human males wear to protect against pregnancy.”
“A condom. You don’t need one. When Mike stopped coming to my bed, I got tested, thinking he was screwing around on me. I’m clean, and… I’m not taking birth control, so it’s possible I could get pregnant but I’m all right with that.”
“You’re sure?” he asked. “Because I could go get some of those… condoms.”
“I’m positive, Brexton. I want to feel all of you, no barriers between us. Ever.”
He nodded then slowly pressed into her. His cock was massive compared to the other men she’d been with and she burned as he stretched her wide, but it felt so damn good. She closed her eyes briefly before locking her gaze with his again. He was gentle, though his hands gripped her hips tight.
“Brexton, I won’t break,” she said. “I gave birth to two kids. Your cock might be big, but I can handle it.”
He flashed her a smile, then started stroking in and out of her in a steady rhythm. Blossom clutched at the bedding as sensations swept across her, things she’d never felt before. It wasn’t just the physical pleasure of being with Brexton, but she felt connected to him. They weren’t just fucking. He was making love to her, and it was the most beautiful thing she’d ever experienced.
She reached down and rubbed her clit in small, tight circles as she felt his cock swell. She knew he was close and wanted to come with him. Blossom locked her legs around his waist, taking him in deeper. He hit the perf
ect spot inside of her and her body tensed and bucked as she came. With a growl, Brexton slammed into her harder, took her faster, until he was filling her with his cum. She felt the heat of his release and as he stilled, his cock buried inside of her, she realized she’d never felt as complete as she did in that moment.
She might not believe in love at first sight, but she definitely felt something for the big alien, and had no doubt she’d be head over heels for him in no time. She only hoped he would feel the same about her.
Brexton eased from her body, then picked her up and set her higher up in the bed. He slid in next to her, pulling her close, then covered them with the sheet. His heart was thumping hard and she knew hers was pounding too. Curled against him, secure in his embrace, emotions nearly overwhelmed Blossom and she blinked back tears. She’d never thought she’d have something like this, or someone like Brexton. She only hoped she didn’t fuck it all up somehow.
Chapter Seven
A baby crying woke Brexton the next morning. First he noticed the soft, curvy body pressed to his, then realized he was really damn hard. A glance at the woman sleeping on his shoulder proved that he hadn’t been dreaming. He really did have a family, a mate to call his own. And that was his sweet daughter crying. Brexton eased out from under Blossom and pulled on a loose pair of pajama pants from his dresser drawer, then went to check on RaeLynn.
The little girl was clutching the bars of her crib, tears streaming down her cheeks. Brexton didn’t know a lot about children. Well, really he didn’t know anything about them, but he had played the role of a dad before and remembered changing the diapers of the baby on set for one of the scenes. He remembered Blossom had bought diapers for RaeLynn, so he picked her up and cuddled her close as he rummaged through her new belongings to find everything he would need to change and dress her.
As he laid her down on the padded changing table, she hiccupped and started to quiet. Brexton removed her footy pajamas and her diaper, then cleaned her up. He saw the baby powder and dusted her with it before putting a fresh diaper on her. It seemed to be enough to make her happy because she smiled and him. He’d grabbed a blue dress and managed to put it on her without too much fuss, then slipped some socks onto her feet in case she was cold, despite the fact it was summer. Did human children get cold easily?
When he was finished, he picked her up and cradled her against his chest again.
“Good morning, sweet girl,” he murmured. “Shall we see if your brother is awake yet?”
“Daddy?” a small voice called from the doorway.
Brexton’s heart stuttered in his chest as he turned to see Drew watching them, rubbing sleeping from his eyes. He’d already gotten dressed in a T-shirt and shorts, and Brexton was amazed that someone so young already knew how to dress themselves. Maybe he needed to get some of those parenting books so he would be more prepared for fatherhood.
“Good morning, Drew,” Brexton said.
Drew came closer and grabbed onto his pants. “Daddy, up.”
Brexton wasn’t sure if the boy meant that they were both awake, or if he wanted to be held, but the way Drew was eyeing RaeLynn, Brexton thought he likely wanted to be held. He leaned down and scooped the toddler up into other arm, then went back down the hall to the boy’s room. There were wet training pants in the middle of the floor, as well as some pajamas.
Brexton set Drew down long enough to throw the training pants in the trash and put the pajamas in the hamper. He’d have to remember to come back and tie off that trash sack and carry it out later. Right now, he wanted to get the children downstairs before they woke up Blossom. She’d dozed off after the first time they’d made love, then she’d woken him a while later to do it all over again. He’d claimed her three times before they’d both fallen asleep for the remainder of the night, though it had technically been early morning by then.
He now understood why some of the families on his world had five or six children, considering how pleasurable it was to be intimate with his mate. He might not have had sex before, but he still knew where babies came from and wasn’t completely stupid. Some of his people had watched the human sex movies, but he’d refrained. From what his human costars had said, those movies weren’t lifelike and were blown out of proportion.
Most human birth control wouldn’t work to prevent his mate from getting pregnant. He’d offered to use one of those human condoms if that’s what she’d wanted, but he’d heard of others like him getting a female pregnant even while wearing one of those. And the little pills or shots the females took to keep from conceiving didn’t usually work against a Zelthranite’s sperm either. The only sure way he knew of for birth control would be for her to undergo an operation to remove part of her female reproductive system, and Brexton really didn’t want her to go through that. He hoped she was serious about wanting a large family.
“Breakfast isn’t quite ready yet,” Mrs. Connors said as she bustled around the kitchen. She stopped long enough to smile at him. “Well don’t you look good holding those sweet babies. I have Drew’s booster seat and RaeLynn’s high chair already set up, if you want to fasten them in. I’ll mix your daughter’s cereal in a minute.”
“Mix cereal?” he asked. Didn’t you just pour milk over it?
“It’s baby cereal. I haven’t had a chance to talk to Blossom in depth yet about what she’s been feeding her, but I saw the baby cereal in the things you brought home. I’ll fix her a bowl of that and then I can go over what the kids do and don’t eat whenever your mate has time.”
Brexton probably needed to hear that conversation too.
“Are you working today?” Mrs. Connors asked.
“I’m not due on set until this afternoon. The movie is mostly finished, but they wanted to reshoot a scene to see if we could do it better.”
Mrs. Connors nodded. “Well, if you want to take Blossom with you, show her around the studio, I’ll be happy to keep the kids here with me.”
He hesitated. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust Mrs. Connors, but he knew if Blossom went with him then the guard out front would have to make a decision. Either remain behind with the children, or go with them to the studio. He didn’t like the thought of his family being unprotected, even behind the coded gate that stood at the front of his driveway. He knew those things weren’t foolproof and someone could get past it.
“There’s only one guard,” he said, glancing at the kids to make sure they weren’t listening. “It wouldn’t be safe to split up the children and Blossom.”
“Then call and ask for another guard. A movie set is no place for small children,” Mrs. Connors said. “They won’t understand to remain quiet when you’re filming and your director would probably not appreciate the interruptions.”
He nodded. “I’ll check with the Terran station and see if they can spare someone else. Blossom would be safe enough with me, but since I’ll be working I won’t be able to focus on her completely.”
“You can leave the kids here, if you want to go wake up your mate,” Mrs. Connors said.
He glanced at the children, but something puzzled him. Drew had called him Daddy, but the children had been asleep last night. Why had Drew called him that? Did he refer to every male in Blossom’s life as his daddy? He didn’t know if the child was old enough to give him an explanation, so he decided to ask Blossom. Brushing a kiss against the top of both kids’ heads, he went upstairs to check on his mate.
The bed was empty when he stepped into their bedroom, but light spilled from the partially open bathroom door. He pushed it open more and saw Blossom brushing her teeth. He stepped up to the other sink and did the same, liking the feel of something so domestic as sharing the bathroom with his mate in the morning. He hoped they had more days like this one.
“Mrs. Connors is watching the children and making breakfast. She offered to watch them today when I’m due at the studio, if you’d like to go with me,” he said.
“Is that safe?” she asked.
“I’m
going to ask for a second guard. There will be times when the children aren’t with us, and I want all of you protected. If I need to hire bodyguards through a human service, I will. I just prefer if my people handle the situation.”
“Is there someone on your world you could hire? Maybe entice them to come to Earth for the job?”
He rubbed at his beard and thought it over. There were quite a few deadly warriors from Zelthrane-3, and some might be willing to come to Earth for a job. It was worth looking into.
“We’d have to go to the station and use the Vid-comm, speak to the council. I would need permission to offer a job to a warrior since it would mean one less male defending my home world.”
“We could stop on the way to the studio? Maybe ask for an extra guard while we’re there, just for today or however long it takes you to hire more help?” she asked. “I trust you to keep me safe between here and there.”
“That could work.” He smiled and pulled her in close, leaning down and pressing his lips to hers. “Good morning, my beautiful, smart, sweet mate.”
Her cheeks turned a rosy pink. “Morning, Brexton.”
“Did you want to shower before or after breakfast?”
“I usually shower when the kids are asleep or I never get the chance, but if Mrs. Connors is willing to watch them, I wouldn’t mind cleaning up a little before we eat.”
“Need help washing your back?” he asked, grinning down at her.
“Not if you want to leave the bathroom before the water turns ice cold. If we’re in there together, naked, then I have no doubt washing will the last thing on our minds.” Her cheeks turned even pinker. “And I’m a little sore from last night.”
That sobered him immediately. “Are you all right? Was I too rough?”
“I’m find, Brexton, really. It’s just been a while since I’ve been intimate with anyone, and you’re far larger than any guy I know. A nice hot shower and I’ll be good as new. I’m hoping we can have a repeat later tonight after the kids are asleep.”
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