He
couldn’t convince his muscles to move, to sweep her up and take control. This
tiny terror from Earth had taken every ounce of his strength from him. Even his
voice was weak as he protested.
“I
have to do something for you now. I have to—I have to—ah, ah, ah!”
His
voice rose in a shout. She’d swallowed his cock, engulfing its entirety. For an
instant, he thought he’d climax.
Claiming
the privilege before hers was too unthinkable, even in his barely-thinking
state. Arga stopped the surge of heat from bolting through his shaft by the
thinnest of margins, but he managed to hold off.
Selena
released him to shake a warning finger at him. “Behave and do what the nice
Earthling wants you to do.”
“Which
is?” he croaked.
“Which
is to stand there and let me have what I want.”
With
that, she resumed bobbing her blue-and-white head over him, driving him crazy
and turning his will to jelly. When she swallowed him again, he was ready—more or less. He’d
expected it to happen again and was able to bolster his resolve to not
surrender what desperately wished to be surrendered. Barely.
His
groans incited her to thrill him even more, giving him no mercy. Arga no longer
noticed the aches and fatigue that had been plaguing him. All he knew was want
that grew in fierceness, giving him thoughts he should not have. Thoughts of
picking Selena up and pinning her against the wall, of shoving in her pussy, of
riding her with demand until he came, shooting deep in her snug warmth.
Spilling until he had nothing left to give, until he was as dry and dusty as
the desert where they’d blown up fake portal rings.
He
shook with the violence of his lust, a craving no other female had incited
within him before. No, he wasn’t an animal that rutted mindlessly. He was
Risnarish. He was a man. As such, he had a responsibility to the woman ministering
to him, no matter how crazed she made him.
She
escaped from a cult. Fought in Afghanistan with an Explosives Ordinance
Disposal unit. Was discharged from the Army after a court martial. Fired from
her latest job. Selena ‘Boom-Boom’ Baumer is no stranger to conflict. However,
diving into an interstellar war on a planet she’s never heard of is pushing the
limits, even for this rebel. It’s only temporary though, and in the meantime,
the striped alien men are easy on the eyes. Helping them defeat a monstrous
race of invaders can’t be a bad thing, right?
Arga
Bolep, war commander of the planet Risnar, needs an explosives expert, and
Selena comes highly recommended. He’s not sure what he’s supposed to do with
this blue-haired, naughty-limerick singing, hardcore partier, but he knows one
thing’s for sure: he’s not about to fall in love. Not when he’s too aware of
how gut-wrenching loss can be. Despite his fascination with Selena, he’ll keep
their relationship as professional as her outrageous personality will allow.
When
the enemy race of Monsuda launch a surprise attack, threatening both Risnar and
Earth, Selena and Arga are forced to depend on each other just to survive. A
reckless plan to defeat the enemy could spell doom for the reluctant lovers—but
the more impulsive feelings they have for each other try their hearts and
souls.
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