by Alyx X
He frowned. “I don’t want to hurt either of you.”
I sighed a little and began to undo my shift awkwardly from where he held me up by the ass. “Qui?” He stood perfectly still, his eyes not meeting mine, but his face shone with curiosity.
“I don’t want to hurt the baby, and I don’t want to hurt you.” He repeated, then he slowly lowered me to the ground. I frowned dramatically, refusing to let go of his shoulders. Qui left my hands there, but seemed to now be treating me like I was a fragile piece of art.
Carefully tucking away his concern for later, I pressed myself up against him, palming his cock as I did. “Want to know a secret?” I used my breathiest voice and his cock jerked under my hand. His jaw tightened and he refused to look at me, but he nodded.
“Pregnancy makes me extra horny.” His cock twitched again, betraying his interest. “And on Earth,” I continued, “pregnant women are entitled to everything they ask for. Right now, all I want is this vibrating penis inside of me.” I stopped, just holding him, and smoothed my hand over his hardening dick, stroking it slowly but firmly as it hardened.
He groaned and grasped my wrist loosely. “Are you sure?”
I nodded. “More than sure. I demand it.”
He groaned again, half laughing as he finished undressing me. “You dare to demand something from me?”
I nodded. “Any day and every day. I always dare.” Flames of desire licked through me as he took his own clothes off, and I traced some of the scars on his hot skin with my fingertips.
He shuddered at my touch. “I can’t resist you much longer,” he warned.
“Good.” I leaned forward and trailed my tongue up his chest, ending with a small flick over his nipple.
He cupped my tits in his hands and I squirmed a little. “Gently. They’re a little sensitive.”
Immediately, he lightened the pressure on my skin and almost seemed to be weighing them. “I don’t know how I didn’t notice these had gotten bigger,” he murmured, almost like he was talking to himself. Then he bent toward them and peppered them with kisses, ending by sucking each of my nipples into a firm peak.
I gasped and pressed closer to him, but he moved away again, his smile teasing.
“I get what I want, remember?” I said it again in case he’d forgotten.
“Oh, I remember.” His voice was a slow, sexy drawl as he traced his finger down my collar bone. As he moved it down my chest, it began to vibrate, and I gasped again.
“Like that,” I whispered. “Just like that.”
He backed me against the wall and anticipation sped through me like electricity. Then he pressed his entire huge body against me, and every inch of his skin began to vibrate, buzzing as he reached around me and cupped my ass. Then, tortuously, he dragged one hand over my hip, down to my thigh. He pressed his fingers between my legs, and I widened my stance for him. My clit throbbed, and my pussy was already wet. I hadn’t been joking. I was horny all the fucking time.
The vibrations passing through my skin all headed south, pressing against my G-spot in waves as my pussy pulsed. His finger slid down my slit, and he inhaled sharply.
“Told ya,” I murmured between gasped breaths.
Without warning, my thighs began to tremble as my muscles strained against and toward Qui’s touch. Everything tightened and I rolled right over the edge of an orgasm. Just like that. Even I was a little shocked at myself.
“That was easy.” Qui whispered, apparently satisfied with his performance, and I laughed as I fought to control my breathing and command my legs to keep standing.
I shoved the middle of his chest with my palm. “Don’t think we’re done,” I warned.”
“I hope we’re not.” His cock jutted out from his body, hard and ready.
“But…” He lifted his eyebrows. “For my next demand,” I teased him as I walked him backward to his bed, “I want to be in charge today.” He nodded, but I explained anyway. “I’m about to get really fat, so I want to take charge while I still can.”
His hand rested briefly against my belly. “Never fat.”
I pushed him onto the bed and he laughed as he shifted upward toward his pillows. “Like this?”
I put one hand on my hip and tilted my head appraisingly. “You’ll do.”
Then I crawled onto the bed and straddled his cock until I could feel the warmth radiating from him. I glanced down. He’d already begun to vibrate—I could see the tiny movements, so fast his cock almost blurred at the edges—and I shifted back.
“Turn that off for a bit,” I instructed as I kneeled between his thighs. I dipped my head and swirled my tongue over the tip of his cock. Then I looked him in the eye. “Off,” I growled.
He huffed out a sigh and tensed his jaw, his mouth a grimace as he fought to control his body.
“That’s better,” I mumbled against his skin as it finally became still.
I parted my lips and sucked the head of his cock into my mouth, stretching wide as I lowered my head to take more of his shaft. He groaned, and his fingers bunched the sheets at his sides. His control started to slip as his cock began to vibrate again. At first, I giggled over him, but that didn’t help and he vibrated more rapidly, until I was afraid he’d vibrate my brain to a pile of mush.
I laughed as I drew away. “Is my man losing control, again?”
His hips moved as he sought friction from the air. “Never.”
I slid my tongue over my lips as I watched his cock, my pussy pulsing as a bead of pre cum appeared at the tip. Sucking in a slow inhale, I straddled him again, lowering my hips toward him, not stopping when the head of his cock nudged against me.
Qui gasped and the vibrations intensified. He was always going on about how in control he was. How he was a conqueror, so powerful. Well, not when I got him alone. Seems the mighty conqueror became a puddle of lust when I got started on him. A fact I was proud of. More proud of than even the flourishing garden I had going in the cargo hold.
I pressed downward, taking him inside me in one fluid motion, and he cried out, throwing his head back as passion overtook him. I rode him frantically, lifting myself up and down as he vibrated inside me, chasing my orgasm as Qui grew closer to his.
He reached for me, and his palms rubbed over my nipples, vibrating those, too, as his hips bucked wildly, the rhythm less regular as a sheen of sweat appeared on his forehead. I smiled, lowering until our mouths were melded together. Qui, in the wake of the pregnancy announcement, seemed even closer to cumming than usual. I knew that human men could sometimes be aroused by pregnancy, but Qui seemed to be completely consumed by his lust.
I smiled around his mouth, his tongue making large sweeps across my own, claiming my mouth while his cock claimed my entire being. God dammit I loved this man, as I knew he loved me. I didn’t want to brag, but to be the one person tempting enough to get the man who only knew how to conquer to yield? Yeah, I was pretty fucking badass.
Just like Qui was wildly aroused by having impregnated me, I became equally aroused at my own power. I’d taken what was possibly one of the most powerful beings in the universe, and gotten him to not only spare an entire planet, but admit that he felt love for a person he considered weak. Well, I’d proven him wrong, and now I got to enjoy him for the rest of my life. It was a sweet reality, and I rode him harder in gratitude.
Qui noticed my change in pace, and he groaned against my mouth. Then, needing to see more of me, feel more of me, he pushed me away to run his hands and eyes across my body as I rode him. I saw nothing but heated desire and approval as he raked those eyes over my naked body, and my pussy clenched him harder, happy to please my conqueror.
“What are you…?” Qui trailed off as I hit him with a particularly well-timed squeeze.
“Oh me? Nothing, just conquering the conqueror.” I smirked.
Qui growled, but didn’t argue. He just gripped my ass tightly, rocking me back and forth on him. I ran my hands down his chest, marveling as I always did at the
strength of his body. He was every woman’s wet dream, but he was only mine for the taking.
As we both picked up the pace, groaning and sighing and twitching, he arched one last time. I felt myself teetering on that edge, so I let him take full control as his hands gripped my thighs, holding me steady while he pressed deep inside me. My pussy clenched and pulsed around him as hot cum coated my pussy walls.
Together, we rode the waves of our orgasm. Honestly, after being fucked by the same man so many times, I’d worried I’d grow tired of it. How silly of me. Qui was a fucking masterpiece, one I’d be happy to admire for years to come. And cum we did. After a few breathless moments of pulsing and throbbing, he sighed and I flopped over him, basking in the heat of his skin as his cock remained hard inside me, connecting us.
He trailed his fingers over my back and I shivered before laughing. “Don’t laugh. I’m too sensitive,” he whined, and I laughed harder, my pussy contracting around him. “But I’ll let you take control again next time.”
I lifted my head and kissed the edge of his jaw. “We’ll see how I feel. I might have a whole different demand…” I trailed off as he shifted beneath me and rolled us to our sides before drawing away.
“Don’t move a muscle.” He kissed my lips briefly and slid from the bed before crossing the room and disappearing into the bathroom. The sound of water splashing into the bath filled the room, and I closed my eyes, suddenly tired from a full day’s work.
“No sleeping until I’ve got you cleaned up and comfortable.”
I rolled over and stared up at Qui. “I wasn’t sleeping.” I smothered a yawn.
“Let me bathe you first.” He scooped me against his chest and I snuggled into him, finding comfort in his warmth, as always. He strode across the room, carrying me as though I weighed nothing.
“I hope you’re still doing this when I’m in full fat mode.” I was only half joking.
“I’ll never stop,” he said as he lowered me gently into the freshly drawn bath. Then he picked up a cloth and began making smooth strokes down my back. I moaned a little and leaned forward, succumbing to his tenderness.
Qui had changed so much from the haughty man that day on the farm. The day we’d met. It was the day that had changed everything for me. Back then I’d wanted nothing more than to escape my life of farming. I’d only wanted to see the stars and fuck a few aliens. Now, I was partnered with the ruler of an entire planet, pregnant with his baby, and was once again farming. Except this time, I was farming in space.
Life was truly super fucking weird.
I gazed up at Qui. At his strong jaw, well-muscled body, and his gently smiling mouth. I felt unexpected tears well in my eyes—probably a curse of the baby currently making itself comfy in my womb—and decided to let them fall. Qui was accustomed to my weird human emotions now, and he just smiled gently at me while he continued to stroke my body and hair.
After a few quiet moments, Qui whispered, “I plan to take care of you for the rest of our lives,” he pledged. “Both of you.”
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