by Dakota Dawn
He took one last taste of her honeyed mouth and growled. “Strip. I can’t take much more.” The hungry look in her eyes told him that she couldn’t either. The scorching chemistry between them was blazing higher and hotter by the second.
While she started removing her clothes, he hurriedly did the same. He couldn’t wait to claim her. She was adorable with her short, wild, suns-kissed brunette hair, big, bright blue eyes, and expressive face. That stacked body didn’t hurt either.
His gaze locked in on the smooth mound between her legs. That was the entrance to paradise. The hungry rod between his legs jutted out in her direction. Needing more, he let his gaze travel up to her large breasts. The tips were flushed a pretty pink. They’d felt so good in his hands. He stepped closer to her and looked down into her eyes.
The bright blue orbs were wide and they were locked in on his breeding rod. There was a difference between human males and VisOrrentian males. What if she thought he should be even larger than he was?
“I know I only have seven bands, but I’ll make sure you enjoy all of them.” He hoped the thick reddish bands of rough skin around his rod and at the base of it didn’t repulse her. Human males were smooth from tip to base.
Shiny brown strands bounced as she shook her head. “You’re not small at all. Your cock is pretty, but it’s huge. It’s at least nine inches and I’m not sure if it’s wise to try to put it in me.”
A moan passed his lips when his vision changed and he knew his eye colors were lazily swirling. At her mesmerized look, he grinned down at her. “Breathe my scent in. It’ll relax you so that you can take me and enjoy it.”
His pulsing shaft jerked in approval when she took a deep breath. Leaning down, he sealed their lips and started easing her to the plush, well-fed grass under his trees. With light-blue leaves blowing in the slight breeze, he settled her body on the soft blue-green grass and continued to eat at her sweet mouth.
Gliding his fingertips downward, he filled his hands with her breasts. She groaned and squirmed beneath him. Slanon used his knees to spread her thighs wide. A taut nipple teased his fingers, so he rolled the pink peak between them. She twitched and moaned into his mouth. Her response had need spiraling through his groin and rocketing up and down his spine.
Massaging her soft breasts was stoking the fire in him. From her response, it was heating her as well. He lowered his hips and rested his erection in her wet folds. “You feel so good, sweetling.”
With rocking hips, she whispered, “So do you. I need you in me.” Her muscles flexed and then relaxed. “Take it slow, though.”
Kissing his way to her ear, he softly said, “Breathe in my scent. I won’t hurt you.” Slanon slid his shaft through her wet folds, getting his erection nice and wet. Panting, he spread her pink opening wide with his fingers and then fitted his thick crown to her wet entrance.
Her breath caught and he nuzzled her neck and growled softly. Satisfaction pierced his chest when she relaxed a bit, not quite enough, though. He pulled his rod back and slid a finger into her breeding channel. It was tight as a fist and wet as a night rainstorm.
She moaned when he started fucking her with his thick finger. The sound stoked the fire in him. He kept the pace and watched her lovely face tighten in passion’s grasp. When he felt like she was close to coming, he slid a second finger into her and pressed the palm of his hand into her pleasure button.
All of her muscles tightened and she cried out as her climax swept over her. Slick juices washed over his fingers as her channel fluttered. Her wet, quivering passage called to him, so he raised himself over her and began pushing his rod into her as far as was comfortable to go. When her body clenched too tightly to go on without hurting her, he whispered into her ear and licked her neck to prepare her for what was to come.
Lusty flames licked at his balls and rod. Needing her to submit to him, he licked her neck a few times, leaving his healing saliva behind and then grasping her damp flesh with his teeth.
She cried out and wrapped her legs around his lean waist. He growled his approval as he eased another few inches into her narrow passage. Each of the pleasure bands that circled his shaft stretched her deliciously. Her inner muscles fluttered around his rod, urging him deeper.
He stopped when her panting increased. “Are you all right, sweetling?”
“Yes, just keep going slow. The ache is worth the wonderful feeling of being so full.” She rotated her hips and caused them both to groan.
“Don’t do that again until I’m all the way in. It makes me want to ram into you. You feel so good, sweetling.”
He’d never felt a breeding channel so tight and hot before. Sweat broke out on his brow as he inched another band into her, and then another. One more and he’d be all the way in and she’d be able to enjoy the widest band at the base of his shaft. Her tiny pleasure button could press into it, causing her great joy. He couldn’t wait for that.
When he gripped her shoulder with his teeth, she took a deep breath of his endorphin-filled scent. A second later, she relaxed and he pushed just short of the rest of the way into her. It was a snug fit. Needing her to relax a little more, he growled softly into her shoulder and let the vibration and his scent ease her inner muscles.
A shiver shook her slight form and she melted beneath him. With a hard thrust, he sank in the last inch. When her clitoris made contact with his rough base band, she startled and cried out. Her nails dug into his shoulders and she shuddered as her passage latched onto his rod.
Stars went off behind his eyes and fire shot up his spine. He roared as his seed erupted from his rod and flooded her channel. Wanting the incredible feeling to continue, Slanon rolled them over and held her tightly to him. His hips rocked, keeping the waves of ecstasy coming. After glorying in her body’s hot clasp for several minutes, he slid his hands from her buttocks upward.
A shiver danced over her silky skin and she giggled. His shaft started stiffening again.
She started suddenly and her worried eyes met his. “I forgot about Mr. Tickles. You tickling me made me remember him. I have to go.” She pushed up to a seated position, sinking her body down to the hilt of his solid rod.
His hands went to her hips and forced her to stay on top of him. “We have a claiming to continue. The palace guards will watch over Mr. Tickles. I assume he’s a lukpas.” He better be her pet. Jealousy reared its ugly head. Slanon wasn’t used to the feeling, but knew he’d feel it many times in the future.
“Yes, he is. How do you know they’ll take care of him? I didn’t see any of the guards before I left, so they don’t know where I am.”
She was so innocent. “They’ve known where you are for a long time. I smelled them a while ago.”
A squeak slipped from her mouth. She tried to cover her beautiful, big breasts with her tiny hands. “We have to get dressed. How long have they been around?” She tried to push off of him, but he wasn’t having any of that.
His hands firmed on her hips. “They are near and know we are breeding, but they are not watching us. VisOrrentian males never stop another from claiming his female.” Slanon cupped her right nipple and rolled it the way she liked.
Sure enough, her inner muscles clenched around his erection. He pulled her down. Alicka’s clit pressed hard into his base band and she groaned and sank into him. A few licks to her neck and she mewled softly. The sound pushed a button in him he didn’t know he had.
His teeth gripping her soft neck, Slanon held her hips up and shallowly fucked her. Half of his shaft was perfect for this. He couldn’t hurt her this way and it relieved his need to pound into her soft, wet passage.
After a minute of tunneling into her, he needed even more. Rolling her beneath him, he chuckled when she sucked in a sharp breath. Slanon smiled down at her. “You’re so adorable and so hot.”
Slanon slid deeper into her and her eyes glazed over. “Show me how hot I am to you.” Her hips thrust forward, taking more of him inside her narrow passage.
Carnal desire swamped him in a murky haze of animalistic need. Using his tongue, he made a wet trail up her neck and onto the lobe of her delicate ear.
With his teeth, Slanon gripped the delicate flesh. He growled softly and she cried out. Her muscles clenched around his hypersensitive erection as she came again.
A roar rumbled up from his chest. He pushed all the way into her welcoming body and growled possessively as his seed burst from his body and into hers. Lights flashed before his eyes as he floated away to paradise.
He rolled them to their sides and hugged her tightly. When his breathing evened out, he kissed the top of her head and smiled as he looked down at her short body resting next to his longer one.
He didn’t separate their bodies until his shaft softened slightly. Needing to get the ceremony started, he caressed her back and then sat up. “We need to get going. Things must be prepared for the claiming ceremony tomorrow.”
“It’ll be tomorrow?” Her voice held a note of surprise.
“Yes, claiming is important and has to be done quickly.” He stood and grabbed up their clothes.
Alicka stood and her breeding-flushed body brought satisfaction to his soul. Now that he’d found his natural mate, it was time to take her home.
Chapter Three
Alicka put her top on and raised a leg to slide it into her pants. That she’d been well bred was evident in the aching muscles between her legs. A groan slipped past her lips when she pulled her pants up.
Slanon instantly looked at her with concern on his handsome face. “What’s wrong?”
With a nonchalant wave of her hand, she answered, “I’m just a little sore. I’ll be fine.” At his questioningly look, she added. “My muscles aren’t used to the workout I just got.”
A look of understanding crossed his face. “I’ll carry you to the palace. There we’ll get your pet and things. By now, the guards have called in the claiming and most if not all of your belongings should be packed. We’ll take a hovercraft from the palace to my house.”
He scooped her up in his arms and headed through the trees. “This isn’t necessary. I can walk.” Maybe not as fast as him, though. Slanon’s long legs were eating up the distance at a fast clip. He’d have to slow his pace if he put her down. She had to admit that his strong arms felt good holding her.
“I’m not putting you down. I like having you in my arms. Plus, I don’t want you to use your muscles right now. I’ll most likely breed you again tonight.”
Well, at least he was honest. Her gaze traveled over his wide shoulders and up to his face. His amazing blue-and-gold eyes were as intense as his hurried steps. Her heart softened at the thought of him speeding to the palace to collect her things and take her to his home. The flex of his muscles under her legs shifted her focus to his powerful arms. The male was built with thick, rippling muscles. He had to outweigh her by over a hundred pounds.
She loosened her arms around his neck when it dawned on her that he was more than capable of carrying her. To him, she was a lightweight. She kinda liked that.
Relaxing in his arms, she watched the suns’ light peek through the varying shades of blue leaves and touch his almost shoulder-length black hair. Hints of light red gleamed through his hair every so often. Remembering the light-red flush that covered his body when in the heat of passion sent sparks of pleasure through her. His scent filled her lungs and she caught a hint of the endorphin his body put off for his mate.
His mate!
She warmed at the thought. That she wouldn’t be rejected here had relief coursing through her veins. It was an honor to be chosen. She knew her parents would be sad about her being gone, but she also knew they’d be proud to have produced a chosen female.
They exited the grove of trees in no time. At least it seemed that way to her, since all she could do was think of Slanon. He was a beautiful lover. She couldn’t wait to explore his unique cock. The pretty reddish bands were thick, almost too thick, but they gave both of them great pleasure.
Moisture pooled between her thighs and she knew it wasn’t just his seed. The new rush of arousal at the thought of touching and tasting him everywhere was making her own juices push his out. Yes, her feminine parts were cleaning house so he could come back in and party again. Nobody had ever aroused her the way he did.
He inhaled deeply and smiled down at her. “Soon, we’ll breed again, sweetling. I’m happy to see you want me already. My rod longs to get back into your silky channel. Before we come together again, you have to eat some ricctop fruit. It’ll ease the pain from your muscles. I want you to enjoy our breeding as much as I’m going to.”
At his softly spoken words, her arousal sharpened. The flare of his nostrils when he breathed in the sexual cloud around her caused her heart to jump excitedly in her chest. It also caused the pulse between her legs to race. Hell, she was even turned on by his primitive way of talking about sex and sexual body parts.
“Soon, sweetling.” He hiked her higher in his arms and nuzzled her neck.
“It’s good to see you, brother.” Alicka’s gaze widened and she looked around for the masculine voice.
Tor was smiling and heading toward them. He looked at her and his smile widened further. “You look thoroughly bred. I knew you had a place on our planet.” Tor’s cool blue gaze switched to Slanon. “You look just as good with your claiming flush.”
Slanon slid her body down his and then planted a sensual kiss on her lips before turning to his brother. She cringed when they grabbed hands, growled, and bumped their foreheads together. A loud smack sounded and they laughed. VisOrrentians greeted family and close friends this way. She’d seen it happen many times, but it was looking like she’d never totally get used to the males doing it. These people were a strange mix of old, very old, and extremely new age.
Tor looked down at her from his seven-and-a-half-foot height. He gently took her hands and raised them next to her head. A soft growl came from him as he touched his head to hers with more care than she’d thought the big guy could have.
Ice-blue-and-gray eyes looked them over with a merry gleam. Tor gave a slight nod of his head. “I’m happy for both of you. Let me have the honor of planning the claiming ceremony.”
“That would be much appreciated, brother. My only thoughts are of Alicka. I want it to take place on my outdoor living area.” At the mischievous glimmer in Tor’s eyes, Slanon added, “Not that one. You know where we’ll all fit.”
A grunt came from Tor. “I’ll see to it, brother.”
“Thanks.” Slanon leaned toward her. “I believe your pet is coming.”
She turned and looked around. A pink fur-ball was quickly hopping her way. When she knelt, Mr. Tickles jumped into her arms. He immediately started tickling her under the chin with his fluffy pink tail and started making the chirping sound she loved so much.
A frown reflected throughout his yellow eyes. The tip of his tail moved to his nose and he sniffed her scent mixed with Slanon’s for a few moments. He looked around and his gaze locked on Slanon.
Tor laughed out loud and then grunted. “Looks like you have a bit of competition, brother.”
Slanon’s gaze raked over her and he sniffed the air. A smile curved his lips. “I’ll win.”
Mr. Tickles made a sharp trilling sound and then turned to tickle Alicka’s neck.
“You two are going to have to get along.” She eyed her pet and then her mate. Surely, they’d eventually get along. Right now, Mr. Tickles seemed to be the main problem.
He was going to have to get used to sharing her. Stroking his varying-shades-of-pink fur, she tried to reassure her little fluff-ball that she still loved him even if she smelled like Slanon. The thought of why she smelled like him made heat pool in her pelvis.
Tor slapped his brother on the back. “Smells like you need to get her home. Alicka’s things are packed and in a vehicle already. I’ll drive you two home.”
Things moved at lightning speed around here, at least when it ca
me to claiming, it seemed. Usually VisOrrentians were determined, yet go-with-the-flow kind of people.
Slanon came over to her and wrapped his arm around her shoulders. Mr. Tickles pushed at Slanon’s arm and chirped loudly when the arm didn’t move.
“He’ll get used to me in time. It’s time to go home, sweetling. Where you belong.”
They followed Tor to the vehicle and, in no time, they were on their way to her new home. She turned and watched them leave the palace. It was the only home she’d known since she’d been here.
A strong hand caressed her shoulder. “It’s going to be fine, sweetling. I’ll take good care of you. If you want to change something at our home, I’ll listen.” His gently spoken words eased the tension in her. As the pretty VisOrrenta landscape passed by the window, she held her pet and wondered about her new life. Would they get along? Would they grow to love each other? Lust was there in spades, which was good, but what about love?
Tor slowed the vehicle, and a moment later brought it to a stop. After it was safely on the ground, Slanon got out and helped her down. Mr. Tickles swatted at Slanon with his fluffy tail. Her mate just chuckled.
“In time, he’ll be all right with me. I like that he’s protective of you.” His eyes twinkled merrily. “I hope you like tree houses.” With a big grin, Slanon pointed up.
Craning her neck, she looked up. Her jaw dropped. It was a real tree house, only huge. A wide, spiraling staircase circled the thick tree trunk and led up to a wonderfully sturdy looking deck, which led to the house.
“It’s beautiful.” Unbidden, her feet started for the stairs and in no time she was heading up them. Slanon and Tor grabbed her belongings and followed.
“These trees are some of the strongest on the planet. They’ll hold this house longer than we’ll be alive. They also produce fruit.” Slanon stepped onto the deck a second after she did. “Tor, you can put her belongings just inside the door. Thanks for your help.” The massive man grunted and headed for the door.