Claus (Vaxxlian Alien Mail Order Brides #7)

Chapter 20

Aubrey sat on the couch sipping coffee as the boys took turns opening their extra presents from Santa. They’d been delighted to awake this morning, run downstairs, and discover a pile of presents under the tree. Even better, it was a white Christmas. Several inches of snow already covered the ground, and according to the weather reports, it wasn’t going to stop anytime soon.

Claus placed a hand on her thigh and squeezed. He glanced over at the present they’d given him. It was the baseball they’d played with the other day, and she and the boys had painted ‘Merry Christmas’ on it, then signed their names before placing it in a glass display case. “Thank you again for the wonderful gift,” he said. “It is the most sentimental present I have ever received, and I will cherish it always.”

“You are very welcome. I’m so glad you like it.” Her soul hummed with contentment. It had finally come to pass. She and the boys were enjoying one final Christmas in McHenry. A holiday they were sharing with the brave Vaxxlian warrior who meant everything to her.

“Merry Christmas, sweet human.” The handsome Vaxxlian kissed her cheek. “Ho ho ho,” he added in a rumbling whisper.

She laughed. “Merry Christmas, Santa .”

He clasped her hand, and his gaze turned heated. “It is my great hope that tonight you will officially become my mate,” he said. “However, if we are interrupted again, I fear I might go mad with the wanting of you.”

“That makes two of us.”

They snuggled closer as the snow continued falling and the children played with their new toys. Later, Aubrey would prepare the traditional Christmas feast her mother used to make. They would spend the day together, eating, watching holiday movies, playing games, and maybe they would even go outside and build a snowman. The perfect Christmas she’d so desperately wanted to give the boys had finally come to pass, and she had a handsome Vaxxlian named Claus to thank for it.

“So let me get this straight,” Aubrey said as she peered at the shimmering shield that surrounded the bed. “This mini shield you’ve erected blocks out all noise from the inside, but noise from outside can filter in?”

Claus nodded, looking quite pleased with himself. “That is correct. The boys won’t be able to hear a thing. But we can still hear all the activity around the house like usual.”

She grabbed a cough drop off the nightstand and tossed it at the shield, causing the barrier to shimmer and the cough drop to bounce back. “Well, I sort of feel like your captive right now,” she said in a wry tone. “Never thought you’d be so kinky.” She grew quiet then as nerves suddenly flitted in her stomach.

This was it. They were finally, at long last, going to mate.

She swallowed hard and stared at Claus, unsure what to do next. Strip her clothes off? Kiss him? He was wearing nothing but those sexy gray sleeping shorts of his, and she couldn’t stop stealing glances at his crotch.

An aura of confidence surrounded the huge alien male as he settled next to her on the bed. He pulled her close and started trailing kisses down her neck, allowing his vibrating tongue to occasionally brush over her flesh. She tilted her head to the side, allowing him better access. A fervent pulsing ache mounted between her thighs. She whimpered.

As he continued the kisses, he untied her robe and cupped her breasts over the sheer fabric of her nightshirt. She became lost in his ministrations as he kneaded her bosom, traced her nipples, and caressed a path down her stomach, and even lower.

When he gently dragged two fingers between her thighs, touching her over her silk pajama pants, she couldn’t restrain a moan. He’d barely touched her, and they hadn’t even removed their clothes yet, but she already couldn’t get enough.

“You are so beautiful, Aubrey.” His voice was a sensual rumble in her ear. “I am blessed to have you as my mate, and I am eager to pound this sweetness between your thighs. But first, I’m eager to lick you here, to drag my tongue over your slick parts and make you shudder with ecstasy.”

She whimpered deep in her throat and gyrated her pussy against his fingers. He released a growl and withdrew his hand briefly, only to push her down on the bed and shove that same hand down her pants and panties. He stroked her bare flesh, discovering the immense moisture that had built in her core. She was aching for him. She was drenched for him.

Another growl left him, and he commenced pulling her pajama shorts down, yanking her panties down too. He thrust her robe open wider, helped slip her arms out, then tossed the garment aside.

Lust flared in his glowing green eyes, a serious and ravenous gleam that made her pussy contract with anticipation. Would he be rough with her, exceedingly gentle, or somewhere in between?

He rose from the bed and stared down at her, then his hands went to the waistband of his shorts. The soft lamplight bathed him in a warm glow, accentuating his masculine beauty. The scars didn’t bother her. They were a part of him. Part of his story.

He gave her a pointed look as he began pushing his shorts down. “Take off your shirt, sweet human. I want there to be no barriers between us.”

Her heart raced as she fumbled to remove her final item of clothing. She tossed it to the floor and watched with bated breath as he finally stepped out of his shorts. His huge, rigid cock sprang out, a drop of his essence gleaming on the bulbous tip. Her mouth went dry, and a fresh wave of heated pulses affected her center. Oh God. He was huge. Bigger than she could’ve ever imagined.

Longing reflected in his gaze as he moved closer. He stared at her breasts with a predatory look that made her quiver. She thought he would crawl atop her and pay homage to her bosom, perhaps suck on her stiffened peaks or knead her breasts again. Instead, he settled on the bed and pushed her legs apart, switching his focus to her slick aching pussy.

A whimper built in her throat, and she propped herself up on her elbows. He held her gaze, not blinking, as he lowered his face between her thighs. His tongue darted out and he traced the seam of her nether lips. Delicious sensations spiraled through her.

Then the vibrations started, and her head fell back as she released a keening moan that would’ve surely awoken the whole town if not for the soundproof shield.

Claus circled his vibrating tongue atop her clit and nudged at her entrance with two, or perhaps it was three, fingers. He spread her wetness around, then pushed his digits inside. The fullness was sudden and almost overwhelming, and she clutched the covers as he continued the blissful torment of her clit.

She moaned his name and thrust her center against him as the euphoria built. A thunderous climax soon descended, and she cried out and writhed on the bed as he circled her pulsing clit until the final remnant of her release faded. He paused just long enough to glance up and meet her eyes.

Then he placed his lips to her center and started all over again, far too soon for her liking, as her nether parts were sensitive in the aftermath of the intense orgasm, but it didn’t take long for her desire to mount anew.

A second climax swept through her, and this time when she came, she reached down and delved her hand in Claus’s dark locks, holding on to his head as she rode the waves of pleasure.

“I like feeling you shatter on my tongue, sweet human,” he said with a wicked gleam in his eyes. “And fluxx , you taste so good. I could happily spend the whole night licking you here.”

She soon lost count of how many orgasms the ravenous alien warrior gave her, and just when she didn’t think she could take anymore, he straightened on the bed and wiped his mouth on the back of his arm.

A quick glance between her thighs showed her pussy was slick and swollen, and her clit was so engorged that it protruded noticeably from her folds. She panted for air and prayed he wasn’t about to inflict more pleasure on her. Not without a break. Sensitive. She was so sensitive.

And yet she craved more.

She ached for him to thrust his impressively massive shaft into her core, wanted to feel him pounding her as he officially claimed her as his mate.

As though reading her mind, he crawled atop her and situated his hard male appendage between her thighs. He met her stare. “It is time we recite the traditional Vaxxlian mating vows, sweet human. Repeat after me.”

“Okay.” Her heart squeezed with emotion, and tears sprang to her eyes. “I’m ready.” And she was. The last of her doubts had long faded. For the rest of her life, he was the only male for her.

His gaze teemed with affection. “Aubrey from Earth, I give you my soul, my body, and my heart.” He paused, clearly waiting for her to say her part.

“Claus from New Vaxx, I give you my soul, my body, and my heart.”

His eyes glowed brighter. “Upon this mating, I am yours and you are mine. May the Star God bless our union.”

She swallowed hard, preparing to say the final part. “Upon this mating, I am yours and you are mine. May the Star God bless our union.”

Upon this mating, I am yours and you are mine.

The traditional Vaxxlian mating vows they’d just exchanged echoed in Claus’s head as he slowly, very carefully, pushed his raging hard cock into the sweetness of her slick core. The walls of her pussy gripped him so tightly that he had to pause and take a few deep breaths.

She writhed beneath him and clutched the covers, pressing her center against him, clearly eager for him to push deeper. Eager to be filled up. Once he recovered his senses, he gave a quick but shallow thrust, and she closed her eyes as a needy moan drifted from her throat.

Her face was flushed a lovely shade of pink, and her hair was splayed out on the pillow. He thought she’d never looked so radiant, this sweet human female who now belonged to him. His mate. His wife. His everything.

He plunged to the very depths of her pussy, then withdrew slightly only to shove straight back in. He gripped her hips and increased the pace of his thrusts, until he was pounding her so hard that the sound of flesh slapping flesh filled the room. Well, not the whole room. Only the area inside the soundproof shield.

“ Claus .” His name was an urgent plea on her lips, both a prayer and an invitation, and he leaned down to press his mouth to hers, not missing a beat as he slammed his thick shaft into her tightness. Over and over again.

He couldn’t wait to complete inside her, to fill her with his seed and drench her in his scent. Growls continually left him as he pounded her harder and harder still.

At last, he erupted in her depths, releasing torrents of his essence into her core. Panting in the aftermath of his exertions, he slowly withdrew from her center and collapsed on top of her, though he was careful not to crush her with his considerable weight.

He pulled her into his arms, and they exchanged a tender look.

“My sweet human mate.” He caressed a hand through her hair and kissed her forehead. “I love you.”

A soft sigh escaped her, and she snuggled deeper into his arms. “My honorable Vaxxlian mate,” she whispered in a fatigued but satisfied tone. “I love you too. With all my heart.”