Page 52 of Space Daddy and a Boy Called Twink

“Come for me, Twink.”

As if it were an order, forcing my body to submit, a quake began within me before one more stroke made me pull away from his lips so I could call out at the power of the explosion that tore through me.

Daddy’s face nestled against my cheek before he kissed my throat while the warm cum shot out in ropes, his belly spreading it across me.

It wasn’t like usual, when I would come and be satisfied. I was suspended in a state of bliss as he continued shoving up against that tender spot that felt like a direct link to every nerve within me.

“Oh…” Daddy moaned. “Oh, Twink, I’m—I’m—” He seemed to attempt to say the word, but it turned into a growl as he hammered a few more thrusts into me. “I have to pull out.”

“No.” I was shocked by how whiny I sounded.

“Really,” he said. “I feel my bonding being triggered.”

I wanted him to come inside me so badly, but I could tell how serious he was about this alien-imprinting thing, so I didn’t fight him.

“Okay, I understand,” I said, struggling to force the words out.

Daddy pulled back, rising on his knees and carefully drawing his cock out of me. Even though I knew it was necessary, it killed me as he removed the condom, and I was only satisfied as he shot out, the stream rushing across me, dousing me in Daddy’s seed.

“Give it to me,” I begged as his release persisted.

He kept on and on, the way he normally did, as though his body was releasing the fluid just so it could paint me fully. Some collected on my chin, and I greedily swiped it with my thumb, shoving it into my mouth.

It was Daddy, and it was all mine.

The last of it settled on my thigh, a bead still hanging from the head of his cock. I wished I had the strength to get up and lap it up, but I was perfectly still, my body unwilling to listen to me after the workout he’d just put me through. But Daddy was learning me so well, because he slid his thumb across it, collecting it and leaning back down to feed it to me.

“There you go,” he whispered, those gorgeous eyes set on me.

As I sucked on his thumb, despite the chaos that had ensued upon his arrival, I couldn’t help thinking that I’d never been happier in my whole damn life.

19

DADDY

After the fuck,I grabbed a towel from the en suite and wiped my cum off Twink before cuddles. With his arms around me, I locked mine and the two tentacles he played with around him, something he clearly didn’t mind. If anything, it helped him relax, despite everything going on in our lives at the moment.

I found myself relaxed too because fuck…he was incredible. I almost enjoyed myself too much, reveling in what it felt like to have my cock buried inside him, appreciating the bursts of excitement going off within him as he was absorbed in pleasure.

“So how was your first time with a human?” he asked.

“It waspowerful.”

“Powerful?”

He sounded surprised, making me question if I’d chosen the right word, but based on my understanding, it fit.

“Yes, it’s wonderful how good it feels in this body. Not every form I’ve taken has sex being an enjoyable experience. In fact, it can be fairly painful. I was once in the body of a creature that mated with females who had spikes on them, and to fuck, I had to pierce myself with them.”

“Um…yeah, it was definitely better than that.”

“Evolution isn’t always kind. But what happened tonight was more than how good it felt to be inside you. My bonding impulse was triggered again, and if I hadn’t pulled out, I would have lost control.”

He tugged me closer. “It’s not a bad thing, is it? I don’t know that I have a problem with you being totally devoted to me as a mate.”

His words were playful, but I felt the need to caution him. “It’s not something that should be taken lightly because once that happens, I can’t control how it affects you. It’s likely partly why Sheila is so determined to find me. I don’t like the idea of leaving and then you feeling the pain of that—it would be so much worse than the grief you’re used to experiencing in your current form.”

His gaze shifted, and the emotions he gave off hurt—physically caused me pain. He studied me for a moment, his lips slightly parted, as though he was on the verge of saying something.