The drop of pre-cum that hit his thigh begged to differ. A tingling chill ran up and down his leg.
"Thank you, Tristan. I never got to thank you properly for saving me" Andrea said in a sleepy but wholeheartedly honest voice that was full of gratitude and admiration.
"I wouldn't have had it any other way" he kissed the top of her head and smelled the strawberries and crème hair gel she used to sculpt those spirals that danced down her back as she walked.
The hall was metal and had a completely different feel to it. The comfort and home-like feel was left behind the door and they entered into the beyond modern corridor.
His chamber was further down the hall and Andrea's eyes drooped a little despite wanting to take everything in and keep a picture of it locked up in her mind.
Another door appeared from within the wall. It was like the building knew where Tristan was and arranged itself to suit his needs. Andrea was too tired to be shocked anymore. It was all starting to be normal to her. Nothing was going to stun her until after she had a few more hours of sleep and maybe some life-saving coffee. Black. With a ton of sugar. And vanilla.
His bed was huge which made sense because it had to fit his 7 foot tall build. The bedroom of her apartment could have probably fit on this bed. It reminded her of a water balloon. The bed was clear and the blanket was a two inch thick water mattress that held it's shape and had a small heater in the end that adjusted the temperature based on need.
She could have lived in that bed.
"Will you lay down with me for a little bit?" Andrea asked looking up at him.
The lights were dim and he pulled his sunglasses off and tossed them on the table in the corner. "Of course" he picked her up and carried her into bed with him putting his body underneath her to cushion her as they landed.
She giggled as the bed sloshed around and adjusted to their weight. The weight of his arm around her made her feel secure. She didn't care if the Gargoyles...Gordons... Gorillas... whatever they were, she didn't care if they came or even if they really existed. She just wanted to stay here in bed with Tristan, feel his chest rise and fall until she fell asleep and woke in the same position.
She drifted off wondering what it would be like to be kissed by him. He looked so rugged and sure of himself and she wanted him to give her that. She wanted to be kissed, claimed and owned by a man who had no doubts and no fears.
When she woke up she was clinging to Tristan's chest with her arm wrapped around him and his arms wrapped around her. Shifting her arm she looked down and saw something that made her jaw drop.
Tristan was sleeping peacefully, his breathing was level and rhythmic but he had the biggest hard on she had ever seen. His cock had to be well over a foot long.
"Oh. My. God" she mouthed in astonished silence.
It felt like she was sneaking a peek at something she shouldn't be seeing but damned if she didn't want to see more and it wasn't just her eyes that wanted to explore that thick hard cock that pressed against his pants.
Sliding her hand down his broad chest and over his hard stomach she waited with baited breath for him to wake up and say something to her. When he remained silent and his breathing didn't change she moves her hand down a little further down his body until she reached the little dip between his hip bones.
She wanted to wrap her hand around his cock and stroke him. His shaft was so thick she wasn't convinced that her hand would be able to wrap fully around it.
Andrea wondered what it would be like to be fucked by such a thick cock, let alone that it was so long she knew it wouldn't all fit in her.
'When he had taken her to his room had he intended on this happening?' She wondered. 'You heard stories about women being abducted by aliens all the time and used for breeding experiments and other horrible things' her heart beat faster.
She could tell that wasn't the case with Tristan. He wasn't out to use her for some kind of reproductive guinea pig. Use her, perhaps. But not for anything but his own pleasure.
Suddenly she was overwhelmingly horny. With each beat of her heart she felt her pussy growing more sensitive and her pussy was saturating her panties. It was almost impossible to control herself and keep herself from touching him, or even from touching herself.
Andrea squeezed her thighs together and her panties rubbed her pussy with delicious friction that made her leak wetness. She bit her lip as the sensation washed over her.
A heavy breath came from her lungs trying to suppress a moan. Her contracted sharply and throbbed under the taught fabric as she moved her hips back and forth in little circles grinding her panties against her clit.
Tristan felt her move and opened his eyes to check on her. Her sleep had been broken, tormented by what he could only assume were nightmares. She had tossed and turned, clung to him and buried her face into his chest in her sleep. He had cradled her every time she woke up. Each time he tightened his grip on her she had calmed and gone back to restful sleep. It did his heart and his ego good to be able to soothe her.
His eyes were fixated on her. She was grinding her hips back and forth, rocking next to him. Her bottom lip was caught between her teeth and her eyes were open. Open and looking down at his cock.
Tristan would have felt ashamed of himself for being so aroused in her presence if she wasn't currently grinding her pussy while she watched him. His cock twitched, jumping up and pressing hard against his pants.
Andrea turned her head to steal a glance at him to make sure he was sleep asleep and jumped a little when she met his eyes. They were a deep green. Darker than emerald. They shone with a fire that was barely being contained.
She was frozen looking up into his eyes. Mesmerized by the heat in his gaze and the control that he was executing to contain himself.
Andrea watched Tristan warring with himself. She could see the control in his eyes and she watched as that control wavered and then broke as he moved lightning fast pulling her body on top of his so that she was straddling his massive cock.
His mouth came down on hers. Tristan's lips were soft and powerful and they parted hers as his tongue found hers. It was hotter than she expected it to be, his whole body was heated like he was literally being engulfed in the flames of passion.
Tristan rolled them both across the bed and was over top of her supporting his weight with his arms while he kissed her, pulling her deeper into the kiss with his big hand under her head supporting her.
Being underneath him was exhilarating. This was the moment she had been fantasizing about moments ago. It was exactly what she had craved and Tristan was going to give her what she wanted.
The position he was in allowed his hardness to press against her leg. Andrea could feel his pulse going double-time in on her thigh. She was getting wetter knowing that his hardened cock was on her, that he was so attracted to her, and that such a stunningly sexy man was struggling to contain himself because of her.
Reaching down her hand grazed the head of his cock and he groaned loudly. She felt a wet spot on his pants. It grew larger and larger spanning the size of her palm as she gripped him.
'Did he seriously just cum in his pants?' She thought as she grabbed his cock was rubbed it up and down, jerking him slowly, massaging the sensitive tip of his cock with her index finger over and over.
"I'm nowhere near done" he growled in a gravelly voice.
His hands gripped her breasts and she watched as they almost vanished under the palm of his hands. That was quite a feat for a man to make a C cup disappear. He wanted to touch every inch of her body. He needed to run his lips over her curves, his to tongue needed to taste her, his hands needed to hold her.
Looking into his eyes as he explored her body she watched as they went from the deep green to dark blue and then shifted to a deep red. The change caught her off guard but nothing could distract her from what he was doing to her desperate body.
Tristan grabbed the shirt and ripped it down the middle exposing her tanned skin and bare breasts.
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Andrea gasped and let out a small cry as he threw the dress to the end of the bed and turned his attention back to her. She had the feeling this was going to be a different kind of experience altogether.
Sharp teeth caught the tight pink bud of her nipple and his tongue lavished her with licks, flicks and sucks that had her pussy wet and her body on the verge of bursting. Little waves of electricity shot from her nipples to her core and buzzed there.
If there was ever a time where she needed a man it was now. She needed him inside her. All of him. Her body ached for his.
Reaching up she pushed him back to where he had lain sleeping. His eyes turned to slits as he watched her bend and pull his cock from his pants.
Using both hands she stroked him, deep, long strokes. He was leaking massive amounts of pre-cum and it ran down his shaft. The head of his cock was thinner and longer probably about 3 inches long in itself. The urge was too strong she needed to taste him. When her mouth closed around his cock head he groaned and spurted clear precum into her mouth. It was hot and sweet. Like warm berries fresh from the garden. She swallowed eagerly and massaged the his cock in little swirls with her tongue while she pumped him.
Her exposed little pussy was driving him insane. What she was doing with her mouth was going to make him burst if she continued with it. Tristan could see the wetness shimmering on her shaved pussy lips. He could smell her arousal, that fresh wetness that made his cock and mouth water equally.
Grabbing her around her voluptous hips he swung her legs over his chest while she continued to suck him. He had a front row view of her soaking wet cunt and the round ass he had felt as he carried her.
"Fuck" he muttered and plunged a long finger into her making her cry out in pleasure. Tristan shifted his finger until he could get a second one in. Pumpin his hand he finger fucked her. She was dripping wetness onto his chest, long silky streams of arousal from a pussy begging to be fucked.
A cry escaped from her lips and her legs shook around his chest as her orgasm ripped through her body. Tristan didn't stop. He wanted to see how many times he could bring her over the edge. He wanted to watch her cum over and over while her pussy shuddered and throbbed around his fingers. Soon it would be his cock feeling that sucking pull of her well used cunt.
"I need you" Andrea said through her ragged breaths that ripped from her chest in heaving gasps.
"I'll give you what you need" he rolled her onto her back. Her breasts bouncing as she flopped on the waterbed.
Tristan's cock rubbed between her pussy lips. His pre-cum mixing with her wetness. Suddenly she noticed that her whole core was tingling. The kind of tingle that reminded her of a strong vibrator.
"Oh GOD! What is that?" She looked down to where he was slowly rubbing the tip of his cock between the lips of her pussy and pressing hard on her clit when he reached the top of her pretty little lips.
"Shit. I should have mentioned that... our cum has a tingling agent. If it's too much for you I can stop" he started to sit back and she wrapped her legs around him keeping him rooted in place with her calves.
"No! God, it feels so fucking good!" Her head fell back on the soft cushion of the water filled pillow.
Tristan positioned the head of his cock over her soft entrance and pressed lightly. His cock stretched her open and filled her deeply. The thrumming vibrations seemed to fill her body, taking over her core and seeping into the rest of her body until she felt like her whole being was vibrating.
Andrea's fingers gripped his biceps as he drove his cock into her again picking up speed. She couldn't take all of his cock no matter how much she wanted it. It was close to a foot and a half long. She wanted it so badly, all of it.
He moved quickly fucking her pussy faster and faster. The pressure was building within her. The rumbling quakes of an orgasm started to take over her body. With a single slight turn to the side he switched the position and the minor change took her over the edge into a mind-blowing orgasm.
Tristan groaned as she came around his cock. Wetness gushed around his cock as she came and ran down her thick, rounded ass. His eyes closed tightly as the sensation of her cunt sucking on his cock overtook all of his attention.
When she leaned forward and her lips found his nipple on his smooth chest he inhaled sharply and his intensity shifted from passion to fevered. He was going to fuck her raw if he kept that pace and she didn't give it a second thought before she flicked her tongue over the other one almost daring him to give her everything he had.
"hm" he groaned and thrust in deeper and deeper testing how much of his cock would fit into her cunt. He swiveled his hips in a circle and her hips bucked under him pulling him in deeper as she cried his name.
"Mella turro" he whispered into her neck. The language was beautiful the way he spoke it and the softness made her feel like it was meant to be affectionate.
She wasn't sure what that meant. Her body was being both abused and worshiped by him. The strokes of his hands on her body were so gentle and at odds the intensity that his cock was pounding into her.
His breathing was heavy. His breath hot on her neck. Goosebumps broke out over her body as the warmth passed over her buzzing skin.
Andrea's body was exhausted earth shaking orgasm after orgasm had rocked her to the core. Her legs were shaking and she felt like she was in some kind of euphoric haze. She had one final craving.
She wanted his cum, needed his orgasm, the power that would surge through him and pass into her as he pumped her full of his semen was intoxicating to imagine.
He sensed her desire. Listening to her thoughts and reading her body told him she was ready for him to unleash himself. His body was more than ready to fulfill that order and it wasn't going to take long before he wouldn't be able to hold it back any longer.
Tristan's cock was ready to burst. His balls were tight and aching for release. His body begging to fill her with his hot seed.
Letting out a roar he let himself go. Pumping load after load of hot cum into her and filling her beyond capacity. As soon as he came his orgasm set off another orgasm in her. His cum making her pussy throb and vibrate uncontrollably. She nearly screamed as she came so hard her vision dimmed.
Her body was slick with sweat as he collapsed down onto her. His weight pressing on her body was comforting. His cock was still inside of her pulsing as he grew softer and caught his breath.
Andrea didn't want him to pull out. Despite being so large having that connection to him was like nothing she had ever experienced. She wanted to lay there in his bed with his throbbing and vibrating cock inside of her until they fell asleep and then wake up and have him fuck her until she wasn't able to move anymore.
"Tristan" she whispered breathlessly "that was unbelievable" her lips pressed to his neck where his vein was hammering trailing three kisses down his neck before she dropped back down to the bed with a contented sigh.
He leaned down and kissed her deeply. He sealed their fate in that moment as he felt the bond forming and cementing in place. She was his now, just as he had known she would be when he picked her up from the ground outside of Risk. He would die to protect her and he would live for her.
"I should get off of you" he said when he realized he was probably crushing her.
"You don't have to do that" she said and wrapped her arms as far around his hard body as she could and held onto him.
"I'm sure that you would probably be more comfortable if you were on top of me" he said and pulled her onto his chest. "I'm much bigger than you" he said with a laugh that made her stomach tense. She wanted to hear it again. It was like nothing she had ever heard before. His laugh was melodic, intoxicatingly so.
Andrea allowed her fingers to trace his over body, dancing over his warm skin and trailing over the curves of his pecs and the start of his eight pack abs that rose and fell with each deep breath that he pulled in.
The moment was perfect.
Or it was perfect until a siren started screaming in the ro
om and bright white lights flashed rapidly from all of the walls.
Tristan hollared and shielded his eyes and Andrea screamed. He leapt up and grabbed the wraparound shades and covered his eyes and slapped a black button on the wall halting the high pitched alarm and flashing lights.
"What is that?!" Andrea yelled as she jumped up from the bed.
"That" he said "would be the alarm that indicates an incoming message from one of the enemy commanders" Tristan sighed. "Go in that closet and find a shirt or something to put on while I handle this, alright?"
"She nodded and when the closet appeared she opened the door and entered what could have passed for a small clothing store. Andrea was starting to wonder how big this place was. It seemed like the rooms never ended.
Andrea looked through the rows of clothing. Everything was organized by color, sleeve length, every detail was in order. As someone who lives out of clothes in a laundry basket more often than not she was impressed by the level of organization he kept.
The purple shirt that she chose hung down to her mid-thigh. The silk swished against her skin in a luxurious way that made her feel sexy and a little elegant.
She opened the door and her eyes widened. The entire room had turned into a screen with one of the aliens that would have haunted her nightmares as a child. He was bigger and broader than Tristan with horns erupting over his body on his shoulders, skull, and back. He was pure black and had eyes that shone red without a pupil.
Andrea couldn't help but stare as she stood in the doorway of the bedroom. She wanted to drop everything and retreat to the depths of the closet and hide but she stood frozen in place staring at the horrible creature before her as it growled and raged at Tristan.
He stood still as a statue letting the creature rage and rant until a line was crossed. The moment that happened it was clear to her that he had another side she hadn't witnessed yet. Something that was dark, dangerous and should have struck fear in every fiber of her being.
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