Chapter 19

GENERAL KOZA

Ava melts against me as I taste her lips, my hand grasped possessively against the back of her neck to hold her head at the perfect angle to claim her lush mouth.

She tastes just as sublime as I remember, the memory of her sweetness haunting my every moment since the night of the High Commander’s banquet.

The taste of her and the heat of her soft body pressed against mine makes my cock swell, pressing against the tight leather of my breeches painfully.

Her soft, slick tongue slides against mine, and a possessive growl rumbles in my chest at the sensation. I grasp her tighter. Slipping my free hand down her back to cup the soft flesh of her behind, I lift her to draw her even closer to me as my mouth plunders her.

She gives an appreciative moan, wrapping her legs around my waist and throwing her hands around my neck.

I turn, taking two large steps back to the table I vacated at her arrival. Sweeping the tray onto the floor and lowering her to the surface, I align my body over hers while tasting her sweet mouth the entire time.

Her legs stay clasped around me, the heavy fabric of the robes she wears bunched around her waist. She squirms underneath me, the heat of her core burning into me like flames.

She breaks the kiss, and I let out a low growl of disapproval.

“Tail,” she gasps, still wriggling on the surface of the table beneath me. “Get the tail.”

I glance down, noticing the fake tail protruding from beneath her, the hard appendage digging into her lower back. I flip her in a fluid motion. Lifting the hem of the robes up her body reveals the belt that attaches the prosthetic.

A flick of my claws cuts the straps away, and I toss it aside, my focus on the curve of Ava’s body beneath me. The light dress she wears underneath the robes is damp, and I push it up over her skin to join the mass of fabric bunched across her shoulders.

I grasp one mound of her firm backside, appreciating the light give of her otherwise firm flesh under the grip of my fingers.

I run my other hand up the graceful column of her spine, watching as moisture beads up from her skin and pools in the valley where her lower back meets the swell of her ass.

Grasped with an overwhelming need to taste it, I lean down and lick up the moisture, the raw taste of Ava flooding my mouth. I follow the trail up her spine with my tongue, letting out a low growl of frustration as my path is blocked by the bunch of fabric still covering her arms and shoulders. I grasp at the fabric, pulling it off her body desperately. She squirms under me, helping me to wrestle the mass of robes up and over her arms and head.

I undo the laces of my breeches. My cock bursts free, the head already leaking with want.

I press against her slick skin, my cock settling between the crease of her lush and tailless ass. The heat of her core is inches away, and I press harder against her as the fabric finally pulls free, leaving only her naked form below me. My own tail twitches in anticipation, the sight of her smooth, bare skin too tempting for words.

Leaning over her, I bury my face into her neck, the points of my fangs scraping lightly over the soft skin of her throat. She smells so sweet and tempting, and I rock my hips against her as I suck on her pale skin at the juncture of her neck and shoulder.

She moans and presses back against me, arching her back, and with a slight tilt of my hips, my cock slips under her body and finds the sweet, wet heat of her cunt. I resist the urge to bury myself inside of her, instead rubbing my throbbing member against her wetness, bumping that hard, little nub I so loved sucking on when I tasted her in the elevator.

She cries out in pleasure, using her grip on the edge of the table to rock herself over me even harder, taking her gratification. I love seeing her like this, wild and greedy, and with a growl I bury my face in the crook of her neck, scraping my teeth over her flesh, sucking it into my mouth and running my tongue over the marks I’ve left behind like a feral beast.

AVA

My alien experiences have so far been very disappointing. Being sold was obviously a bummer. The food is extremely hit or miss.

Alien dick, however? Alien dick is my new favorite thing in the entire universe.

As Koza’s enormous cock slips through my folds, I can feel bumps that rub deliciously over my clit. I’m gripping the edge of the table, thrusting myself back into where he leans over me, dragging myself over his hard erection.

He moans into my throat, alternating between sucking and licking and gently biting the sensitive skin.

I’m so wet it’s almost embarrassing. His perfect-feeling cock slips easily against my flesh, hitting my clit just right with every pass. It takes no time at all before I’m coming with a keening cry, pressing my forehead against the cool surface of the table beneath me.

He presses his lips gently against my neck one last time, lifting me with gentle hands until I am sitting on the table top. My feet dangle off the edge as he stands between my knees, his hands resting lightly on my shoulders.

His expression is both soft and intense at the same moment. A small smile graces his lips while his eyes burn into me like he never wants to look away.

I feel the same, devouring his eyes with mine, which lasts exactly until I feel his still very erect cock brush against my inner thigh. After using that perfect appendage just moments ago, I can’t help but drop my gaze and feast my eyes on it.

It is straining toward me like it has a mind of its own, the same warm brown tone as the rest of Koza. The tip is flared, much like that of a human male, but the rest is much, much different.

The shaft flares out and in and out again, the first swell as wide as the head and the second even wider, resting against his pelvis as round as a tennis ball. There is no heavy sac underneath. Maybe his testicles are inside somehow—I have no idea—and at the moment, I don’t give a damn.

I just want to touch him, to feel if the skin of his erection is suede like the rest of him. I drop down off the table, kneeling in front of him, and close my mouth over the tip.

“Fires,” he groans, wrapping my hair around his wrist in a light grip as I continue to taste him. He doesn’t pull me closer, which I appreciate, and the slight pull of my hair is doing it for me.

I take him deeper, slipping my lips over that first flare along his shaft. I can’t go any deeper, he’s too big, but it doesn’t seem to matter as Koza’s grip in my hair tightens for a moment before he spills into my mouth.

“Ava, I…” He takes a step back, clearly embarrassed, maybe at finishing so soon, or not warning me first. But I just give him a reassuring smile, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.

“Was that good?” I ask him. I mean, clearly, I already know the answer, but it seems like the right thing to say in the moment. And it was only my second blowjob ever, so I guess it doesn’t hurt to check.

He pulls me gently to my feet, kissing me deeply and surely tasting himself in the kiss. But he doesn’t seem to care.

“Give me what you came here to do,” he orders as soon as he breaks the kiss. “And then go home, Ava.”

I blink a few times, confused. That wasn’t really what I was expecting him to say, but fair enough. We’ve already been here quite a bit longer than it should have taken to simply deliver the chip like the plan.

I strip off the tape still stuck onto my forearm, the dime-sized chip adhered in the middle, and Koza pockets it without a glance.

He helps me reattach the fake tail, which takes a little finagling since he cut the straps, and straightens the heavy robe after I pull it back over myself. He looks at me through the sheer panel over my eyes, cupping my face lightly between his hands before nodding toward the door.