7. Hazel

7

Hazel

Shock seized me when I first saw how thick and hard Valmore's cock was. I never could take that. It curved upward at the end with ridges encircling it, as if it were shaped specifically to pleasure me.

The next thing I knew, he slid it between my legs and across my clit, the ridges sending waves of pleasure as it rubbed me. The look of primal, ferocious hunger smoldering in his eyes mesmerized me into something close to madness. I craved him. I wanted nothing in the world but for him to take me with that alien cock.

His long, caressing strokes carried me higher into the realms of climax. I floated in the surges of pleasure washing through me. As much as I ached to feel him inside me, I didn't want this bliss to end .

He let the tip move lower toward my entrance. I couldn't stop myself. I pivoted in that direction and his next stroke slipped inside me.

I felt myself cracking in half at the sheer thickness of it. A spike of intense agony gripped me as he squeezed deeper between my walls. Was it pain, or just the strongest pleasure I ever experienced in my life? I couldn't tell.

Valmore's hands glided around my hips. He massaged my joints one more time and pulled back. That one inch of reprieve flooded me with devouring hunger. I needed all of him. I couldn't stop until his cock plunged into my deepest depths.

I grabbed him and pulled. At the same time, I opened to the mouthwatering fullness of inhaling him all the way inside. He was so thick, and I was so tight that it took several strokes to get it all the way in.

My sensitive nerves tingled every time one of his ridges ran over my muscles. Each stroke excited me to new heights as I tried harder to pull him in. "Please. Harder."

Did I really say that? I didn't mean to let the words out, but they came of their own accord. I sensed him taking it easy, but I needed more… Always more. Nothing would ever be enough.

He worked up to a steady rhythm. His expression hardened into a mask of fierce determination. He concentrated everything on plunging into my depths. I heard myself screaming, but I didn't try to stop it. I didn't think I could stop it if I tried.

His fury scared me into a rising wave of excitement. He possessed every fiber of my being. I felt myself crumbling before him. I felt I was losing myself. I couldn't control my own reactions, but none of that mattered. I was going where he took me. The time to escape passed long ago.

An overpowering climax sneaked up on me. I swung my head forward and locked my eyes onto his. I had to see him when it happened. I had to witness my ultimate fulfillment in those ferocious eyes.

His lips curled back from his teeth. He snarled down at me. His muscles swelled as he gripped my arms in both fists. Just looking at him nearly drove me over the edge.

"Please…" I rasped. "I need you to… inside. I want you to… inside…"

I babbled and raved, trying to communicate what I needed. He didn't want to finish inside me. I couldn't understand why. We came this far. It felt only natural for him to finish the deed—to plant his seed deep inside of me.

I didn't know why. I just knew I didn't want to hold anything back from him. I wanted us to go there together .

He still didn't finish. He started to withdraw, and my heart lurched. He couldn't be planning to just stop. I couldn't stand that. And besides, we had to prove ourselves to our captors.

He frowned down at me as though I was speaking a language he couldn't understand. Why didn't he want to do it? He had me exactly where he wanted me. He had all of me in the palm of his hands.

I pushed myself off the table. I sat halfway up, propped one arm against it to support myself, and slipped my other arm around his neck. I kissed him and felt him give.

"Please," I gasped between kisses. "Please. I need you. Please give yourself to me."

His blazing eyes bored into my soul. "You want my seed inside you? You want me to claim you as mine?"

A flame of adrenaline scorched my heart. "Please. I need all of you so much. Please make me yours…"

A snarl came from down deep in his throat. He strapped both arms around my spine and smashed into me with unbelievable force. I screamed as the first spurt of cum burst deep in my center.

His eyes locked onto mine with such predatory rage that I couldn't look away. I asked for it, and now I had to watch my desires come to fruition .

He struck again and his cock probed into the one spot where that unstoppable climax had been lingering. It waited for him to take it for himself, and now the dam burst.

"Take it!" he roared.

"Please!"

"Take it! Take it deep."

"Yes!"

His yells joined my screams in a crescendo. It rolled on and on without end as his seed stuffed me to my core. I hung on for dear life as my body convulsed in endless spasms, my inner walls milking his cock for all it was worth.

He kept slamming into me with cruel force, but I didn't care anymore. I needed every inch to hold myself in that place of final ecstasy. His teeth clamped down on my lip, but even that brought me to the greatest climax of my life.

His arms squeezed the air from my lungs until I could barely gasp for breath, but that grip held me safe against the torrent threatening to unhinge me from reality.

His hot seed gushed down my thighs. The wetness felt impossibly erotic and left me almost more aroused than when I began.

All too soon, the tide ebbed, and the energy subsided. He kept stroking slowly through our combined juices. He milked the last thrilling peaks from my drained flesh, but I didn't let go of him. I didn't want to ever let go.

I became aware of him kissing me. My lip hurt from his bite, but his kiss tasted so beautifully gentle that I enjoyed the slight pain. I ran my fingers through his hair and fondled his horns, forgetting for a moment where we were.

His eyes read me in unimaginable ways. Kissing him meant so much more with our eyes locked in unspoken understanding. I could never tire of looking into those eyes.

His cock felt so good gliding in and out through my drenched channel. In a way, the pleasure of sharing this moment with him eclipsed even the catastrophic orgasm I experienced a few moments before.

I ached to give him something as valuable as what he just gave me, but I couldn't think of anything. I wanted to heal him with… Well, not love, exactly.

We just had epic sex on a mess hall table, with an audience to boot. This would definitely go down as one of my less praiseworthy exploits, but I didn't care. He meant too much to me and no time spent with him could ever be cheap or shameful.

I didn't give a damn if a bunch of space pirates watched. I hoped they saw something they liked. As far as I was concerned, they could jump out of the airlock.

Thinking about the kidnappers brought me back to the room and the present moment. I hadn't thought about the pirates once since Valmore and I had started this.

The mess hall sounded unnaturally quiet all of a sudden, but I still couldn't tear myself away from Valmore. I never wanted to break the bond holding us together.

He eased me down on the table and the muscles of my legs relaxed. My feet dropped from his waist. He propped his hands on the table next to my hips, but he didn't stop kissing me. His eyes were riveted to mine, as though they would never turn away.

Just then, the huge, bearded brute who first grabbed me marched over. He jabbed me with something hard. "All right, that's enough. You proved your point. Now get moving. You're making a mess on the table."

Valmore leaned back and straightened up, but he didn't look at the guy. He gazed down at me and his big, warm hand migrated to my cheek. He bent down and kissed me one more time until the big guy shoved him away.

Valmore stumbled and reared back to resist. The big guy blocked his path, but Valmore dodged around him and grabbed my hand. He tugged me off the table and pulled me into his arms. He held onto me while the kidnappers steered us at gunpoint out of the mess hall.

The rest of the crew crowded around the exit. I caught them talking as we crossed the threshold into the corridor. "Now what are we gonna do?" one of them asked. "We can't so much as touch her anymore."

Jesse kicked a bench and growled under his breath. "Back to the original plan. We're just gonna ransom her. So much for our fun."

The next minute, Valmore and I left the mess hall, still naked, on our way to somewhere unknown.