Without thinking, my hands are on his chest, feeling his heart beating against my palm. He’s solid and warm, those black eyes holding me in place as my fingers trail down his neck.
I’m not usually this daring, but something about him makes me want to explore, to discover every inch of his body until it’s no longer strange and alien to me.
I let my hand wander lower, my breath quickening as I discover a pronounced ridge where his stomach meets his hips. It’s like a road map—one I want to follow with my fingertips and lips. And then, with a shiver, I feel him respond to my touch. He stirs, hard and insistent, his cock suddenly emerging from its protective sheath.
My eyes go wide.
It’s huge, thicker than my wrist, and tapered, ending in a smooth, rounded tip. I’ve never seen anything like it. The alien flesh is a deep indigo, veined with threads of silver that seem to pulse with each beat of his heart. It’s beautiful, exotic, and I can’t look away.
I reach out, my fingers trembling slightly as I touch the warm, silky length of him. A throbbing rush of heat pools between my legs as my body betrays my curiosity and desire. As my fingers trace his length, I wonder if it will fit, if it will stretch me too far, and yet…
A strange excitement courses through me at the thought of being filled by him, of feeling that thickness buried deep inside me.
But for now, I simply touch, exploring this new and fascinating territory, my mind spinning, feeling almost dizzy with excitement as I grow bolder with my movements.
I wrap my hand around him, and he twitches, his eyes fluttering closed as a soft hiss escapes his lips. His hips buck slightly, a silent invitation, but he holds back, giving me control. It’s a challenge for him, resisting the urge to thrust up into my palm, and I feel a rush of power as I realize I’ve reduced this powerful alien male into a quivering mess.
My touch is light as I stroke him slowly, marveling at the contrast of his velvet smoothness and the hard length of his cock. His flesh is responsive, pulsing and flexing with each stroke as I experiment with my touch. His breath hitches when I tighten my grip, and a soft groan escapes his throat when I drag my nails lightly over his sensitive tip.
Each of these little triggers encourages me to experiment even more, and I lean closer, my breath hot on the head of his cock. He moans, his voice rough with unfulfilled need, “Mia, you have no idea what you’re doing to me.”
“Do you want me to keep going?” I ask, my voice a purr as I continue my slow, teasing strokes.
He swallows hard as he struggles to control himself. “Yes,” he grinds out, his eyes squeezed shut. “If it pleases you.”
A rush of warmth floods me at his words. Even in his aroused state, he’s thinking of what pleases me of all things. I smile and lean in closer, my lips brushing against the sensitive tip of his cock, where a drop of pre-cum is forming.
He tastes amazing, and I swirl my tongue around the tip, earning a soft groan from him. I take my time, starting with soft kisses along his length, feeling his muscles tighten beneath my lips. I learn what he likes by the sounds he makes—the sharp intakes of breath, the soft whimpers, and the occasional curse he tries so hard to suppress.
As I continue my slow, sensual torture, his control starts to slip. “Mia, I’m—” he warns, his body tensing as if he’s about to pull away. But that only spurs me on, and I take him deeper, sucking hard.
With a hoarse, desperate grunt, he surges upward, his hips bucking as he finally lets go. I grip his hips to steady myself as he thrusts gently into my mouth, his movements filled with urgent need. I can feel his release building, his entire body tight like a spring, but he’s trying to hold on, to prolong the pleasure.
Then, with a shuddering groan, he spills himself into my mouth. The warmth of his release coats my tongue, and I swallow, reveling in the musky taste as I continue to suck until he’s completely spent, his body going lax beneath my touch. He slumps back, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he struggles to catch his breath.
I sit back on my heels and take in the sight of Krakenos, sated and spent. A soft smile spreads across my lips as I realize the powerful alien warlord has been reduced to a euphoric mess, just by my touch alone.
That’s when Krakenos surprises me, his eyes opening once more as he sits up and gently pushes me back onto the soft bed of seaweed.
He looms over me and says, “My turn.”
Before I can process what’s happening, his hands are on me, gently caressing my legs. He leans in, his breath hot on my skin as he presses soft kisses along my inner thigh.
My breath catches as he teases my most intimate areas with his tongue, and I shift restlessly, both wanting more and feeling suddenly self-conscious.
Krakenos pauses, his warm breath tickling my skin. “Relax, Mia,” he murmurs. “Let me pleasure you.”
His hands slide up my thighs, pulling down my skirt and nudging my legs apart as he settles himself between them. I feel the warmth of his breath on my pussy, then, his tongue—that wicked tongue—teases me with a touch along my slit that sends a jolt straight to my core.
His touch is light and skillful, licking and swirling my sensitive clit with a knowledge that has me questioning just how different our species are. I cry out, my fingers clutching at the soft seaweed beneath me as my hips lift to meet his mouth.
“You taste exquisite,” he says, his voice vibrating through me, before he dives back in, sucking gently, before nibbling my clit. I cry out, my hands grasping as a wave of pleasure crashes over me.
“Please—” I gasp, not even sure what I’m asking for, but he seems to understand.
He continues his relentless sucking, my release building, about to snap at any moment. I wriggle and moan, unable to lie still as he continues his sensual assault.
“Krakenos, please,” I beg, my voice hoarse and desperate. “I’m so close…”
“As my queen commands,” he murmurs, and then he’s on me again, his tongue swirling and flicking with renewed purpose.
It only takes a few more swirls of that talented tongue before I’m arching back, crying out his name as the climax explodes through me. My body pulses with ecstasy, wave after wave washing over me as my pussy clenches, my legs shaking as I ride it out.
His hands stroke my thighs soothingly, and gradually, I come back down, my breath evening out as the blissful haze starts to clear.
I reach down, my hands stroking his crown of fins. With a soft purr, he moves up to nuzzle against me, his affection evident without saying a word, and his eyes darken as he leans in, his lips claiming mine in a deep, passionate kiss. I melt into him, my hands roaming across his broad back, feeling the play of muscles beneath his smooth skin.
The kiss deepens, our tongues tangling as we explore each other. I taste myself on him, and it sends a fresh wave of desire through me. I want more—more of his touch, more of his kisses, more of everything.
Eventually, we part, both of us breathless and a little dazed. Krakenos nuzzles his face against my neck, his arms wrapping around me possessively. I feel safe and cherished in his embrace, the worries of the outside world fading away.
We lie there, tangled together, our hearts gradually slowing as we savor the warmth. I feel his cock, still semi-erect, resting against my thigh, and I idly trace patterns on his back with my fingers.
I know he needs to rest, to recover his strength after what he’s been through. The poison took a lot out of him, and though he’s trying to hide it, I can see the fatigue returning in his eyes. I reach up, my hand gently stroking the side of his face, feeling the smoothness of his skin. My fingers lightly graze the fin on his cheek as I say softly, “Get some rest. I’ll be right here when you wake up.”
He hesitates for a moment, then, with a low murmur of agreement, he closes his eyes, his breathing evening out as he finally surrenders to sleep. I stay by his side, my fingers gently stroking the smooth skin of his crown.
A nagging worry lingers, telling me that this peace won’t last long. That this could very well be the final quiet moment Krakenos and I share before all hell breaks loose again.
