Khol (Rescued by the Alien)

25. Nancy

Chapter 25

Nancy

I loved how sweet he was, how caring, and how he was willing to sacrifice his own needs to keep me safe. I’d never met anyone like Khol, and I doubted I would again.

He was so easy to love.

I climbed off the bed and pointed to the headboard. “Sit up with your legs stretched out.”

He did as I asked, his cocks jutting up from his groin, his face so open and sincere.

“You’re not going to hurt me. We’ll make sure of that,” I said. “Do you trust me?”

He nodded earnestly, his brow tight with a frown and his lips compressed.

“I know what feels good and what hurts.” With that, I climbed onto his lap, straddling him. I rose up onto my knees and curled my finger for him to lower his head. “I need kisses. ”

His lips twitched. “You can have whatever you need, mate.”

“You, Khol. I need you.”

That frown reappeared on his brow. “We don’t dare try.”

“If we don’t try, we’ll never know if it will or won’t work. But I won’t force this. If you don’t want to then—”

He tilted my chin and kissed me, breaking through my train of thought. All I could focus on was him. His mouth was pillowy soft, and his tusks only firm on my chin. And when his tongue slid into my mouth, I met it with my own. I clung to his shoulders, rocking my body against his. Each thrust rubbed my clit against his larger shaft, and I couldn’t wait to feel it sinking inside me.

We burst apart and just stared at each other, lost in this moment and what might come next.

“I do want you. More than anything.” His fingertips delicately teased from my shoulders to my breasts. “These are lovely,” he rasped, his gaze locked on mine. He lightly pinched my nipples, sending shockwaves to my clit. I throbbed for him there, and with each push against him, I coated his length with my wetness. “You’re perfect.” He leaned forward to suck one nipple into his mouth.

The heat roaring through me made me want him with an insatiable need.

And when his second cock wove around the large one and latched onto my clit, it was all I could do to hold myself back.

“Now, Khol,” I said. “I need everything.”

Shadows filled his eyes, but he nodded .

Lifting up, I took the head of his cock and placed it at my entrance, shifting it back and forth to coat it with my wetness. I was panting already, trying not to give way to the pleasure roaring through me.

“Watch,” I whispered.

His gaze slid down my frame in a caress, and he placed his hands on my hips. Would he hold me back or give into his need to thrust me down onto his length?

I pushed down, taking the head of his cock inside me, and what an amazing feeling. Yes, he was thick and long, but we were going to make this work.

“Are you with me?” I asked, struggling not to moan at the exquisitely lovely feeling.

At his nod, I lifted my body up and let my weight shove me down, taking more of him inside me, pressing my face into his chest.

His groan echoed around me, and his second cock started humming faster.

“Slow that baby down,” I said, my voice muffled against his chest.

“You tell me when,” he said as his smaller cock stopped vibrating. It clung to my clit and that was enough for now. I walked on the edge and too much stimulation would send me tumbling down the side. I wanted him with me when that happened. And I wanted to feel all his cock inside me—or as much of it as I could take.

“You’re mine,” I growled.

His lips twitched upward. “I am.”

“I’m going to claim you.” Rising, I dropped down hard, wiggling to take more of his length .

Despite the trembling of his body as he held himself back, his smile grew. “You are.”

“Don’t deny me.”

“Never.”

“When I push down next, I need you to help.”

He studied my face. “I’m not ripping you apart?”

“Not so far. I’ll let you know.” I was so close. But I needed to feel all of him before I gave way.

I rose and dropped, this time with him pushing on my hips.

“Thrust up next time.” So close. So close! I was a shaking wreck, my clit on fire and the rest of me craving that rush only this male could give.

“Alright.” He said it seriously, as if I’d asked him to do something he equally feared and anticipated. His body shook too. We were a mess, but we were messing things up together.

“Next time, you’re going to thrust a few times, slowly, and then hard, got it?”

He grinned, flashing his tusk. “Got it.”

“On three, push up when I drop down.”

“On three.”

I counted down to one and oh, my . . .

I paused with him fully seated inside me. His hands trembled on my hips, and his cock throbbed, twitching just enough to drive me closer to the edge.

“I’m going to be finished fast,” I said. “Are you with me?”

“If you move much more, it’s all over for me.”

We both burst into laughter.

And then I started moving, lifting and falling while he drove up to meet me. We went faster, clinging to each other, our gazes locked as we rode each wave toward the shore.

Our bodies slapped together, and I couldn’t imagine anything better than being with this man here and now. My moans echoed his groans, and our bodies shook.

And when his second cock started humming again, I tumbled hard down the other side.

His shout of joy rang out as he followed me onto the shore.