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Drugged by his venom, or whatever leaked from his fangs, I lifted D’alton, freeing his cock, and flipped him onto his back. “You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” I bit at the soft spot under his ear while I whispered, “I’m going to make you feel so good. Just like you’ve been making me feel.”
I grabbed his silky hot length, pumped it once, then slowly sank down on it. “Fuck, D’alton. I’m so glad I left Earth.”
D’alton’s laugh turned to a groan as I rode his dick hard and fast. The burn was everything I’d been craving. Arching my back to get the angle right, I fumbled for his balls behind me. It only took one look at his dark hand gripping my cock for my orgasm to hurtle down my spine. With my eyes squeezed shut and muscles quaking, I jerked and shouted D'alton’s name, painting his glistening brown skin with my milky white cum.
“Silver, yes. Oh, please…” D’alton grunted as he jerked beneath me, flooding my ass with his warm release.
Limbs useless, I collapsed on top of D’alton, rising and falling with his panting breaths. I’d never been so turned out and utterly possessed. Mind empty, I floated in ecstasy.
When D’alton’s hands caressed my spine, I carefully rolled toward him, his softening cock slipping free. I hiked my leg over his hip to stave off the threatening emptiness and he tucked his head into my chest. I sighed as he reached down and grabbed my hand.
“So you like it hard and fast? Why am I not surprised you have no patience?” D’alton teased, sprinkling kisses across my shoulders and the back of my neck. “And here I thought I was supposed to make it last.”
“Hey, I know what I want when I want it.” Though D’alton couldn’t see it, I smiled. That was the biggest load of crap I’d ever spewed. If anything, I was a martyr, denying myself everything good. D’alton had almost died before my stubborn ass got with the program, but I was all in now. I squeezed his hand. “We have the rest of our lives for you to show me the art of going slow.”
“I liked your mouth on me.” He rubbed his fangs over my shoulder. “But I can’t tell you how happy it made me to be inside you.” Slick from his release, D’alton thrust his still-hard cock against mine. “Sola, I can’t believe I waited so long for this moment.” He moved my hair out of the way and flicked his tongue over the shell of my ear. “Blanting perfect.”
“You’re still hard, baby.”
“It’s my d’ink ring.” D’alton threaded his fingers through the hair on my chest.
I couldn’t hold back my laughter. “You call your cock a d’ink?”
“What’s wrong with that?”
He had the sweetest smile on his face, and I didn’t want to wreck it with all the shit that wanted to come out of my mouth, but I found it fucking hilarious. As tactfully as I could, I trailed a finger over his knuckles and said, “Humans call their cocks dinks too, only it’s kind of associated with being small, like we havethese little toy cars called Dinky cars, and if something isn’t big enough, we call it dink—”
D’alton placed a finger to my lips, brought his cock together with mine, looked at his longer d’ink, and raised an eyebrow.
“All right, enough said.”
The day passed in a blur of sex, sandwiches and showers before we finally drifted to sleep in each other’s arms.
“Sterling Peoples and D’alton of Clan Lasting?”
My wristport showed it was barely first sun. The biodomes could wait. “Not now, C.” I rolled onto my back, loving how D’alton rearranged himself over my body in his sleep.
“Sterling Peoples, I must insist—”
“C, I’m not fixing a damn thing today, so put a stopper in it, would ya?”
D’alton stirred, rubbing his fangs over my neck. “Be nice.”
The rasp of his sleep-laden voice had me moving in closer for a kiss. Our lips met, and I toyed with the ring around his cock. “I want one of these.”
He groaned as I continued to spin the jewelry around his base. “Every Boola male receives one at sexual maturity.” D’alton ran his fingers through my hair as he rubbed his fangs across the top of my chest. “I can’t believe how much I still crave your blood. I wonder if it’s because you’re an Earther or if it’s our bond.”
Something about that didn’t sit right with me, so I flipped him onto his back and bit down on his nipple. “You want it because I’m me.”
“D’alton of Clan Lasting, if I could please have a moment of your time.”
“I need every moment of your time.” I licked his nippleto take the sting away.
“Bless the goddess Sola, why does that feel so good?” D’alton moaned so loudly it blocked out C’s incessant voice.
I really needed to find a way to override her when she got this bossy.
“D’alton!” someone shouted just before the door flew off its hinges and a Boola covered head to toe in knives stormed through the doorway.
