14. Uncorking the Dam

FOURTEEN

UNCORKING THE DAM

Faktil quo Laus

Faktil gaped at Naomi, stunned into silence by her nudity. The Cadi weren't ashamed of nudity, and yet seeing Naomi naked was an entirely different matter. Water ran off her long dark hair, over her full breasts, and dripped from her mouthwatering pert nipples. Her creamy tan breasts would fill his hands despite him being so much larger. Her lovely mounds were tipped with ruddy disks of pebbled flesh, and at the center her nipples stood as stiff as his own arousal. She was gorgeous. His fangs spurted as the desire to suck her luscious nipples inundated him. At the same time his shaft jerked with the need to be buried in her hot little body.

"Need help?" Naomi continued approaching him.

Still rendered mute, he watched as she crossed in front of him, stepped on one of the underwater rocks and raised up to get a better look at the tangled branches still blocking the water flow.

God of Perdition! he cursed at the sight of her full ass a hair's breadth in front of him .

She wasn't a Cadi female, but it still felt like she was presenting her tail. With a hungry growl, Faktil lunged.

Naomi

Faktil's growl got her attention and her eyes widened. Maybe she overstepped by getting totally naked and parading in front of him. It probably wasn't smart to test the big, strong alien. At the same time a needy shiver worked up her spine, the animalistic sound speaking to her baser nature.

Suddenly the world spun as Faktil grabbed her by the waist and hoisted her over his shoulder caveman style.

"Naomi!" Faktil rumbled, his voice so deep from lust it was nearly incoherent, yet there was also a hint of rebuke.

His hand roughly, eagerly clapped over her ass, stunning and exciting her. Naomi arched into his touch as he began kneading her rear end. The sensation was euphoric. Maybe it was the way she was hanging over his shoulder, but she felt like she was spinning or drugged.

"Naomi, Naomi," he repeated again, as he waded toward the shore.

She knew Faktil was conflicted, but she needed him. Her hands smoothed over his muscular back, and she wanted to cry at how good it felt to touch him.

"Faktil, please," she whined, her pussy cramping with need.

As he continued to fondle her ass, his fingers dipped between her thighs, finding her not simply aroused but soaking with desire.

"Torment, you're already so wet and I haven't even prepared you yet," Faktil groaned.

Naomi jerked as his fingers slid so close to where she desperately needed them. Plus, that comment about preparing her hinted at salacious things to come. The greedy girl she was, she wanted it all now, though.

"Please." She spread her legs as she writhed, attempting to get him to stroke just a little bit higher.

Her efforts were foiled when Faktil abruptly hauled her off his shoulder, setting her on the large flat rock she used to sunbathe. He then took a step back and eyed her. She didn't want to let him go, but he was stronger and easily stepped out of reach.

"So fucking sexy." She admired his broad shoulders, mountainous pecs, and stacked abs. Faktil even had those muscles along his ribs and flanking his pelvis that made her drool. Her gaze drifted lower and she was disappointingly reminded he still wore his kilt. A smile tipped her lips at the way the soaked garment stood straight out. The broad head of his erection was perfectly outlined by wet fabric. "I want to touch you. I want you to touch me."

She reached for him, except Faktil grabbed her hands, halting her.

"Goddess, you tempt me." His dark turbulent eyes raked down her naked body. He paused at her crotch. "I don't know how you can possibly be as wet as you are," he roughly groaned before forcing his gaze to meet hers again.

The lust in his voice called to her. Everything about him called to her.

"It's because I need you—badly." She tried to pull free of his grasp, overwhelmed by the gnawing instinct to touch and press against him.

"Naomi, I want to bite you, to mark you as my own!" Faktil snarled.

The feral rumbling sound should frighten her, as well as the implication of being marked and owned by such a powerful man, except her nipples hardened tighter, her pussy gushed, and she swooned toward him.

"Torment!" Faktil pulled her against his rugged body, his arms banding around her.

It felt so damn good to be pressed against the rugged muscular alien man. She should be satisfied with being held, since she hadn't been cosseted in so long. Except he was like a drug and she needed more.

"Please, I hurt for you," she begged, wantonly clutching Faktil's shoulders.

Faktil quo Laus

Faktil's mind spun as he held Naomi tight against him, his face burrowing into the crook of her neck. He hurt, too. His shaft throbbed, painfully engorged and ready to impale her gorgeous, tan body. Naomi's sex was shockingly wet. He hadn't licked or stroked her channel to prepare her for him, and yet she was so soaked it was running down her thighs.

It's unbelievable. Her response was completely different from the Cadi females he'd known.

He was tempted to reach between her thighs to confirm if it was true or just his imagination. Better yet, he wanted to push her back on the rock, spread her legs and get a look at the source of all that nectar. He'd never seen a human female in the nude, but the cute little tuft of hair on her mound was different, and made him eager to see the rest.

Picking up where they left off in the forest, he kissed Naomi's neck. Her sweet scent was irresistible, making his gums ache. Faktil opened his mouth, instinctively zeroing in on the muscular spot where her shoulder met her neck. His eyes widened when it dawned on him he was releasing conjugo serum, the mating hormone. That was the spicy flavor he'd been tasting. He'd never tasted it before with other females, but that's definitely what it was.

If he bit Naomi now, he was liable to bond her to him. The idea didn't surprise him as much as it should. In fact, the sight of Naomi ripe for the plucking goaded him on. She appeared willing to accept his mating mark with the way her head was tilted, exposing her neck. It practically beckoned him to bite her. His lips curled back, exposing his fangs, but Faktil forced himself to pull away, holding Naomi at arm's length.

"If I bite you, you will respond and you will be mine. I can feel it," he warned.

"I want you," Naomi insisted again, reaching for him.

His shaft jerked, and he nearly doubled over with the need to succumb to her desire. Still, he resisted. She was human. She had no clue what she was saying.

"Precious Blossom, I want you, too," he groaned. "Do you understand, if we do this, I am almost certain we'll bond. You want to go home, remember," he practically choked on the words as he said them.

Mated or not, it was going to break his heart to leave her behind, but he'd promised to take her home.

"Do you mean married?" Naomi licked her lips

"Yes," he rasped. That was the human word for the mating bond. "I wouldn't be able to let you go. I already can't imagine the idea," he admitted, his voice rough.

Naomi's expression swiftly shifted from ardent to wistful. Finally, she was understanding why he couldn't give in to his instinct, despite how desperately he wanted to claim her as his own. He wouldn't, he couldn't take advantage of her that way .

Naomi

It was hard, but Naomi shoved aside the haze of need and considered what Faktil said.

Married? Really?

One look into Faktil's serious dark eyes and she knew it was true. A big part of her reveled in the idea of being bound to the exotic, sexy man. There was more to this than lust, though. There were repercussions to being bound or married to Faktil. It wasn't like he could live on Earth.

We're from entirely different worlds. How could we possibly make this work?

Except, she'd fallen for Faktil and fallen hard. She was lost from the moment he looked up at her from the front steps, injured and in need. He'd proven kind, funny, honorable, brave, and so very nice to look at.

Obaachan and Pop Pop made it work. Her grandma Kyoko was from Japan. She fell in love with an American GI when their countries were still at odds. Her grandma picked up and moved away from her entire family to a foreign place where her people were treated badly. Granted Hawaii isn't a foreign planet, but back then it probably felt like it.

Something else occurred to Naomi as she considered what Faktil said, and she focused on him.

"What exactly makes us married, having sex or me reacting to your bite?" she asked, trying to understand what was going on between them.

Faktil looked surprised for a moment and his brow furrowed in thought. He was still holding her hands and his thumbs mindlessly caressed her palms while he considered her question. She didn't think it was that hard, but there were undoubtedly many questions about her own culture she couldn't answer .

"Well, I have had sex before," he finally replied. "So, I suppose it is responding to my conjugo serum that is the determining factor."

She nodded, somehow expecting that response. Not having sex didn't negate the fact they were meant to be together, the sex part simply sealed the deal.

"So, your instinct is telling you I'll react to your bite, but say we don't have sex. Then what will you do?" she prodded, curious of what he'd say, because his instincts were spot on. She was reacting to his bite—big time. Though he clearly didn't realize the scratch on her lip was affecting her as much as it was.

"I…" Faktil began, then quickly grew quiet as he frowned.

Vulnerable, turbulent emotions shifted in his dark eyes. The pain she saw there nearly broke her heart.

I wouldn't be able to let you go. I already can't imagine the idea, his words replayed in her mind.

She didn't possess some hormone-based litmus test that declared they were made for each other, like he did, but she couldn't imagine letting him go either.

Naomi crawled on her knees to the edge of the rock. With Faktil standing in the water, they were at the same height. She cupped his cheek and peered into his gorgeous dark eyes.

"I never expected to be stranded on this island. And I certainly never expected to find you. Fate's funny that way." She caressed his cheek, reveling in how the stubble on his strong jaw teased her palm. "No one knows when they'll find the person they're meant to be with, no matter who they are or where they're from. I've let so many things slip through my fingers." Naomi shook her head morosely. "I'm not willing to let you go."

Shock was followed by elation in Faktil's dark eyes. Then his lust reignited like an atom bomb, and his lips slammed into hers. She kissed him back, her own passion going supernova.

Faktil quo Laus

A hunger like no other ripped through Faktil as he kissed Naomi. Her declaration shredded any of the reticence he had. His instincts roared to the forefront and he clutched her to him, his hands eagerly roaming her back and gripping her full ass. Naomi's tongue explored his mouth and then he chased it as it retreated. She tasted sweet, a relief from the spicy conjugo serum he'd been tasting. Kissing was such a new experience and he couldn't get enough, yet the scent of her desire was urging him to sample other places.

"No! Wait!" Naomi mewled and reached for him as he pulled away.

Faktil grinned at her impatience. The crease between her brow and the expression of need mixed with annoyance on her face was adorable.

"Oh, little Blossom, I'm not going anywhere."

Naomi nibbled her kiss-swollen bottom lip as she nodded. The acceptance and trust in her gorgeous brown eyes humbled him. He would take care of her every need and want, even if she proved not to be his true mate.

Gently he caressed the curve of her left breast. The weight of it fit perfectly in his palm. Cadi females weren't nearly as endowed, unless they were full with young. He groaned at the idea of Naomi swollen with his young. Faktil salivated as his thumb stroked her ruddy nipple, watching it tighten further. He leaned in and placed a kiss on the very tip while urging her to lie back on the rock .

"Yes," Naomi moaned when his lips wrapped around her nipple.

Her back arched and she pushed her breast farther into his mouth. He sucked her nipple deep then flicked it with his tongue. Naomi wrapped her legs high up on his waist and attempted to tug him down on her. His shaft kicked, ready to comply, but he paused, released her nipple with a pop, and admired his gorgeous female.

"Patience, Blossom, I want to savor you," he groaned, feeling her need just as keenly as his own.

He was eager to explore Naomi further, taste the source of her heady perfume, and sheath himself in her heat, but he also wanted to memorize every moment and make this right for her. Most importantly, he couldn't forget how petite she was.

"Savor me next time. I need you now, Faktil!" she insisted, her legs tightening. Her heels jabbed his flanks as if he were a manx being goaded to run.

The wet heat of her channel was like a hot brand on his abdomen and a hungry growl rumbled in his chest. He was only too willing to give in to her demand, but forcibly tamped it down.

"Don't tempt me, female." He reached behind him, grabbed her ankles, and unwrapped her legs. "I am an honorable male and will savor you as you deserve."

His gaze shifted to the apex of her thighs as he spread her legs open. He started with the dark tuft of hair on her mound then trailed downward.

"You have petals just like a blossom," he groaned at the sight of her puffy labia.

Her outer petals parted to reveal a pink inner set of folds, and both were so slick from her desire that they glistened. He was about to follow the evidence of her need to her slick channel when he spotted an unusual little bead of flesh at the top of her cleft. Like her nipples it goaded him to suck it, and fired his curiosity about the compelling little female.

Anxious to explore, Faktil skimmed his hand up Naomi's leg, loving how she trembled with need as he caressed her inner thigh.

"May I?" He nodded toward her sex.

Naomi readily nodded, keeping her legs splayed just for him.

His finger gently traced her slick, swollen petals. Naomi arched her back, pushing her pelvis at him. Her legs trembled more as he spread open her folds, revealing both the turgid bead and her glistening channel.

"Please," Naomi whined.

With one hand she clutched his forearm while the other found her sex. Intently he watched as she furiously worried the swollen bead of flesh. Her slit quivered in response, more moisture gushing out, sliding down her cleft to the rosette of her rear end. His shaft strained, eager to impale her, but it was overshadowed by his shock.

"It's a pleasure center!" he declared.

Cadi females didn't have erogenous zones outside their channel. They only had one set of small labia, and it took a lot of stimulation to get them wet enough for penetration. Naomi was different.

Very different.

Ravenous, Faktil latched onto her weeping slit. As his tongue delved into her channel, he brushed aside her hands, taking over the task of circling her pulsing bead of flesh.

Goddess, he groaned. She tasted even better than he imagined.

"Faktil!" Naomi cried, her fingers tangling in his long hair.

She bucked and tugged at his braids as he fucked her with his tongue while briskly rubbing her button. He growled as more nectar flooded her sheath. He didn't mind the bite of pain; in fact, he loved the way her nails dug into his scalp and shoulder as she clawed at him. Her channel fluttered and squeezed his tongue tighter the more he stroked the tender pink flesh. Her ardent response goaded him on. She jerked when his tongue flicked the roof of her vagina. It was obviously a very sensitive spot, so he repeated the move.

"Oh god!" she groaned, writhing beneath him.

She also has a pleasure center inside. Amazing.

Turned on even more, his mouth traded spots with his fingers and he sucked the swollen bead of flesh, tapping it rhythmically with his tongue. At the same time, he pressed two fingers into Naomi's slit, honing in on the sensitive spot on the roof of her channel. He barely made two strokes before Naomi stiffened.

"Fuck!" she screamed, her legs clamping around his head, her channel spasming and squirting desire.

His fingers and mouth stilled, fearing he'd hurt her. For several moments the convulsions in her channel radiated through her whole body, then her legs fell open, and he was able to pull back. A languid expression graced Naomi's gorgeous, flushed face. When her eyes fluttered open and she smiled, he understood what he'd witnessed. His shaft nearly burst right then and there.

"You peaked!" he husked, in awe of how explosive her climax was.

He stared, enamored by Naomi. Her skin glowed with a sheen of sweat and her mussed hair looked like a halo around her head, proving she was the goddess he suspected her to be.

"Mm hmm." Naomi nodded. "Thank you." Her blissful smile then faltered as she looked at the erection tenting his vestment. "I'm sorry. Just give me a minute and we can continue."

He was about to tell her to never apologize, that it was his duty and honor to bring her pleasure, then what she said caught his attention.

"Continue?" His brow arched. "You peaked already, beautiful."

"I know. I just need to catch my breath," she replied, looking dazed. "Why don't you show me what you're working with as encouragement." Her gaze dropped to his crotch and his shaft twitched eagerly.

He would've readily complied if he weren't so confounded.

"You can climax again?!" he asked, not sure he understood right.

Cadi females were done after they peaked, their channel swelled to hold in a male's seed.

"Yeah. I just need a minute," she panted.

Naomi had a pleasure center on the outside of her body as well as the inside, she was wet and ready with barely a touch, and she could climax more than once. She was made for pleasure, a goddess of ecstasy. The instant the realization hit Faktil, a lusty growl burst out and he yanked off his vestment.

Naomi

"Yeah. I just need a minute," Naomi panted, barely able to lift her head to gaze at the gorgeous foreign man standing between her knees.

Laid out on the rock, limp as jello, Naomi attempted to rein in her heartbeat. Faktil wanted to take his time and go slow, so she did her best to hold off her orgasm. Except the moment the sexy man began exploring her, the mini orgasms started popping off and kept growing. She never expected that her alien Adonis could eat pussy like nobody's business. His tongue was unbelievably long and hit her G-spot with precision. It didn't help that the liquid lust in his saliva was permeating her sensitive skin, making her pussy tingle and her entire body churn hotter. When Faktil started sucking her clit while fucking her with his inhumanly thick fingers, she couldn't hold out any longer and burst like a dam, violently and wet. She expected it to be intense after so long, but the orgasm was cataclysmic, like nothing she'd ever experienced. It was going to take her a minute to put herself back together. Faktil was such a sweetheart. Despite his raging hard-on, he was ready to wait. In fact, he actually seemed surprised she was willing to continue after already climaxing. It made her wonder what selfish lovers he was used to.

Abruptly the confusion etched on Faktil's face turned to lust. He released a rumbling growl and tore off his kilt.

"Oh," Naomi gasped in surprise at his ferocity. It instantly yanked her out of the post orgasmic haze. Her gaze then went to his exposed erect cock. "Ooh," she repeated, overcome by a different kind of shock.

She'd had a preview when Faktil climbed the tree, but getting an up-close view of the erect beast was an entirely different story. Faktil's cock was deep red and so engorged it pulsed as it pointed straight at her.

Auwe! She gaped in disbelief at the sheer magnitude of the thing.

His broad head was damn near the size of her fist with a pronounced crown, and the thick shaft was as long as her forearm. The size wasn't the only thing that had her gawking. All along his shaft were raised bumps at regular intervals.

He's studded like a sex toy! She incredulously blinked, not sure if the knots were natural or some sort of augmentation under his skin. It reminded her of those vibrators with the rotating beads inside.

"Do you like what you see?" Faktil gripped his length and started to slowly stroke it.

Naomi swallowed when it struck her where Faktil's monster cock would be going. Her once eager pussy clamped down as a frisson of uncertainty shot through her. At the same time, the heat that plagued her since their first kiss goaded her on. It was a very impressive looking cock.

I bet it feels like red velvet covering steel. She bit her lip as she nodded in reply to his question. Apparently, she was looking to be both ravished and ravaged.

Hypnotized by the beautiful beast, she reached for it. Just before she made contact, Faktil pulled his cock away. Her mouth dropped open in shock and her gaze darted to his face. She'd let him touch her. What sort of bullshit double-standard was this? The rakish grin she spotted on his face had her eyes narrowing on the exotic man. Before she could comment, Faktil scooped her up and leapt onto the rock. She then found herself straddling his lap, his massive erection trapped between their stomachs.

"Oh, the things I want to do to you." Faktil's face burrowed into the crook of her shoulder, his large hands clasping her back and ass.

She tilted her head and closed her eyes as he kissed the shell of her ear. Why was such an innocuous spot so sensitive? She shivered at the jolt of pleasure coursing down her spine.

"I want to feel you come apart as I'm buried in your body." Faktil kissed a trail down her neck. He used his firm full lips and just the right amount of tongue. "I want to hear you scream my name the way you just cried out in pleasure," he husked .

The puff of warm air on her neck made her nipples harden against his firm chest. She could feel how much the giant man wanted her. His cock was nestled between her slick labia and with each pulsing throb, some of the nubs on the thick shaft rubbed against her swollen clit. Moisture from the slit in his crown slid against the underside of her left breast, declaring just how ready he was for her. As nervous as she was, she wanted him just as badly. Her orgasm only abated the heat for so long, but the insidious need was returning. It would probably wreck her, but she was going to fuck his brains out.

Naomi wantonly started grinding her clit on his length, chasing that next burst of ecstasy.

"Torment!" Faktil groaned against her neck, his fangs grazing her flesh, adding to the anticipation.

When her pussy released another flood of desire, Naomi rose up on her knees, ready to brave the aroused beast. She gripped Faktil's shoulders and attempted to impale herself on his dick. But the head of his cock refused to fit. Instead, it slipped through the desire coating her labia and popped out the back. Faktil's lips paused their trek toward her nipple and he grabbed his wayward erection.

"Easy," he rasped, his voice sinfully deep, as he notched his dick at the mouth of her needy pussy.

She lowered herself and her eyes widened at the immense pressure stretching her entrance.

"Oh." The stunned sound came out of her mouth.

Perhaps taking it easy was wise advice. Faktil was clearly so large he didn't just slip inside, despite how wet she was. She bit her lip and rotated her hips.

"Fuck," she moaned a plaintive whine as her pussy strained to let his cock in .

"Blossom, I really want this, but don't hurt yourself," Faktil groaned while tenderly kissing her upper chest.

Naomi started to tremble as the flared corona of his broad crown shoved at her slick opening, forcing it to give way. She reached between them and furiously rubbed her clit. The spikes of pleasure made the unbelievable strain easier to bear, but just barely.

"Faktil!" His name burst out when his head finally made it in.

For some insane reason she thought they'd overcome the biggest hurdle. She was wrong. The alien Adonis felt even thicker and longer than she fathomed as he pressed deeper. It was sweet torment. Her pussy spasmed around the steely invader, trying to get accustomed to his steady possession.

"Goddess," Faktil groaned, his cock jerking in response to her spasm.

His reaction shoved another inch into her quaking pussy. Her eyes rolled back when his flared crown rubbed her G-spot while the first of the knots on his cock slid past her entrance. The intense sensations coiled tighter. She wanted more, but she needed a little something to help her withstand his passion.

"Bite me," she insisted, betting that a full dose of his hormone would help, or drive her so wild she didn't notice he was splitting her in two.

Faktil looked up from her breast, his brow furrowed with a hint of concern. "But if you don't respond to my serum, it will be painful." He glanced back at her breast.

The man was so damn sweet. He still had no clue she'd been reacting to him for the last few hours already.

"I'm certain I'll respond. You nicked me already, remember?" She licked the small scrape on her lip.

Faktil's eyes widened in shock as he understood what she was telling him. Then a sentimental tender expression crossed his face, nearly bringing tears to her eyes. This wouldn't just bring her relief; this would officially bond them. She needed to remember that. In a way this was her marriage and honeymoon all rolled into one.

"Naomi," he reverently said her name as he reached up and caressed her cheek.

"Faktil, I told you I think we were meant to be together." She cupped the back of his head, urging him back to her breast.

Faktil sucked her nipple and areola deep into his mouth. His lips curled back, exposing his fangs, and she expected him to simply bite down, but instead he looked up at her for confirmation.

"Do it, please," she begged.

Lust and adoration filled his eyes as he eased his fangs into her breast. The sharp sting of pain was brief, but then the warm liquid nirvana hit her bloodstream. Her pussy instantly convulsed from the orgasm his hormone induced.

Faktil growled and thrust, burying his cock to the hilt in her spasming pussy.

"Fuck!" Naomi tossed her head back and keened as agony and ecstasy shredded her.

Faktil quo Laus

Naomi's ardent cry, and her hot, wet channel rhythmically convulsing around Faktil's shaft had him spinning out of control. As exuberant as Naomi was, he was unsure if he hurt his tiny mate when he plowed into her. He was trying to remain still, but the urge to move was strong. He'd put her on top, so she'd have more control. Slowly working his shaft into Naomi's constricted body had been torture. He'd been fine until Naomi demanded he bite her. It was just too much to handle.

She knew we were destined even before I did. And she was right. The instant he bit down, Naomi responded to the hormone he exuded and climaxed. He'd lost control and thrust, burying his shaft completely.

Faktil was frozen by all the emotions cascading through his mind. The sheer ecstasy mixing with the revelation that he'd found his mate was surreal. There was no pleasure like being inside Naomi, inside his mate. He suppressed the urge to instantly peak, overwhelmed by the sensation of both his shaft and fangs buried in her voluptuous body. His fangs kept spurting conjugo serum, and his shaft throbbed with the need to follow suit. He was trying to let his mate get accustomed to him, though him getting accustomed to her was the real challenge.

Goddess, she's strangling my shaft. It felt so good yet also bordered on painful.

But maybe he should allow himself to follow her into the ecstatic abyss since Naomi already found her pleasure twice. Or maybe he should just ease out. Naomi had to be sore after climaxing so many times in a row. His mate was delicate and half his size. He needed to remember that, and not let his lust take control.

"I need to move, handsome," Naomi groaned into his ear, squirming on his lap.

He realized he was gripping her tight and loosened his arms. "Sorry," he grunted, and started to lift her off his shaft.

"Oh god, yes," Naomi moaned, as his shaft retreated, sliding over her slick, swollen inner walls.

"Goddess," he groaned deep when the fluttering in her channel increased and there was a new gush of desire .

His eyes widened in surprise as Naomi curled her hips, attempting to press back down on his shaft.

"Fuck, you feel so good inside me." Naomi eagerly kissed his ear, sucking on the lobe before moving lower.

His little mate was far from finished with him. He didn't know how she was able to continue. She was nothing like Cadi females.

Naomi was made for pleasure and she's all mine!

She was his mate, his bonded, perfectly matched to him. He would protect her, love and treasure her. He could also be himself with her.

Faktil growled in triumph and lust, then let his inner beast take the reins.

Naomi

Faktil snarled and started thrusting into Naomi. The sheer ferocity of his possession played off her own, and the building need spun tighter. Faktil's heady masculine scent, his large hands gripping her hips and ass, the slightly salty taste of his skin, pushed her closer to the edge. Frantically she bounced on Faktil's broad cock, loving the sound of their flesh slapping together, reveling in the way he hit her G-spot and pounded her cervix. She could feel the ridge on his crown and the dozens of bumps on his shaft as they raked over her nerve-laden flesh, sending jolts of pleasure through her body. No man ever touched her this deep or ever would again. She'd fallen for Faktil before this, but now he owned her completely.

After having two good orgasms and a ton of little ones, her greedy pussy was making her work for this one.

"More!" She clasped Faktil's shoulders, her nails digging in. "I need more." She bit down on his neck .

Tears squeezed from her eyes. She hadn't had sex in forever. Faktil was the largest man she'd known, by far. How dare she demand more. What was wrong with her? It had to be his bite that was turning her into a mindless, sex-crazed nympho.

I just bit him for god's sake!

Faktil snarled and then something a little thicker than her finger shoved into her ass. Naomi's eyes widened in shock. Both his hands were gripping her hips, slamming her down on his cock. What in the hell just breached her rear?

His tail!

There was no time for her shock as the wayward appendage started fucking her ass, hitting dozens of untested nerves.

"Oh, fuck yes!" she groaned.

Faktil snarled, erratically fucking her harder, faster, deeper, and she loved it, uncaring of how sore she'd be later. She wanted Faktil to use her to pound out his lust, and didn't care if he snapped her in two as the obscene pleasure escalated. It was like a rubber band stretching thinner and thinner. Suddenly she froze, her arms and legs stiffening, her toes curling.

"Mine!" Faktil roared, thrust balls deep, and bit down on the crook of her shoulder.

She screamed as the ecstasy erupted, sending a hailstorm of spasms careening through her pussy. Faktil snarled, his fangs pumping her with liquid nirvana while his cock jerked and bathed her insides with his seed. Stars burst in front of her eyes as the euphoria claimed her.