Friday Fiver Challenge

You know how this goes. Five sentences from the fifth chapter of a Kalquorian universe book. Name that book.

He went on.  “I am drunk and in despair, little Earther.  All I’ve worked for is gone, an entire lifetime of research tossed away by those with the power to do so.  I want something warm and sweet to console myself with.  Is that such a terrible thing?”

TBT: Alien Caged

It was a couple of seconds after Zemos’ statement that Elisa’s mind finally registered his mouth was on hers.  Zemos was kissing her.  His big hands, hands capable of crushing a coconut, cupped her face, holding it tilted to one side so he could get the perfect angle.  His lips were soft and warm and moving over hers with a tenderness that made the melted feelings inside stronger than before.

He was kissing her.

Elisa was too shocked to move.  All she could do was sit there as the Kalquorian’s mouth took hers.  She felt the moist tip of his tongue slide along where her lips joined and she gasped, her mouth parting open.

Zemos’ tongue slid inside.  He tasted her.  She could taste him.  Musky, almost smoky in flavor, he was what she had always thought a man should taste like.  No, better.  And the feeling...

She moaned as his raspy tongue stroked hers.  The warm feelings she’d had since being bitten by the Dramok changed.  They grew more demanding.  Deep in her belly, Elisa ached.  She knew a wanting so fierce that it almost hurt.  

One hand left her face, and the steel beam of Zemos’ arm circled her waist, pulling her close to him.  Now his unyielding body was against hers, forcing her to mold to the muscular length of his torso.  Every cell in Elisa’s body heightened to acute awareness, feeling him as she’d never felt anything before.  Her nipples throbbed to be pressed to his massive chest.  Her pulse thundered in her ears.  She was dimly aware she clung helplessly to his shoulders, holding on to keep from fainting from the beautiful assault that left her weak and shaking.

When Zemos’ mouth left hers, he looked down on her with an expression she could not read.  Triumph, perhaps?  She certainly felt conquered.  One corner of his mouth lifted in a knowing smile.

“Yes, failing to notice you would be any man’s loss.”

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WIP Wednesday: Righteous Fury

              He rubbed her buttocks with a strong hand. The feeling of him touching her made Kimi more eager than before. She planted her toes on the cool tile and lifted her hips higher to push against him.

              “Yes, you want my touch. What a lovely ass you have, Kimi. An ass this beautiful deserves a big cock filling it. Has anyone ever had the pleasure, my darling?”

              My darling. It sounded so old fashioned, quaint—and yet somehow evil in that commandeering tone.

              Yet he was talking about fucking her ass. She didn’t want his cock there. Her pussy needed it. “No, never there. Please Laaruu. Make it stop.”

              “I haven’t heard you agree to take your shower like a good slave. You are a frightfully naughty girl, you know. Let’s see what equals punishment in your world.”

              With that note of warning, his hand lifted from her rear. It came down again, hard. Forceful. Kimi yelled and kicked in surprise, but the painful heat was secondary to her arousal. Crazy as it was, Laaruu’s smack even seemed to add to the desire gnawing at her. As did his strength, making it possible for him to hold her pinned to his legs.

              Another whack sent more sizzling pain into her ass. Kimi was as shocked to realize she was being spanked as she was at the eager convulsion of her pussy. No fucking way she was getting off on being reprimanded like a naughty child.

              Two smacks later, she knew that was just what was happening. Kimi wriggled in earnest now, trying desperately to get away from Laaruu. It was hard to tell what was worse; that she was being spanked or that something in her liked it.

              Laaruu paused as she fought frantically. “Hold still for your punishment, or I won’t let you climax,” he said in a low, threatening voice.

              Oh no. Kimi’s desire had grown savage, making her weak under Laaruu’s hard hand. It wasn’t a matter of wanting to come. She needed it. She froze in obedience, even though a part of her couldn’t believe she was doing so.

              But damn him to hell, she was dying for an orgasm. It literally felt that way.

No release date set.

Monday Motivation

'Nuff said.