Page 38 of My Alien Jewel
I lie down beside her, failing to hide the smug grin overtaking my face as I watch her chest heave up and down and sweat bead on her iridescent skin. I made that happen and it’s impossible not to feel smug about it. Yes, I’m a bad person who’s done terrible things and I most certainly don’t deserve someone as pure as Z’Ree, but I have her and I’m not letting go.
Turning to face me, Z’Ree throws one leg over my hip, drawing our bodies closer together. The tip of my cock brushes against her spread pussy lips causing a full body shudder, my hips jerking forward in reflex, one I can’t seem to control.
“You…” she whispers, chuckling as she plants kisses along my jaw. “I’m not… I haven’t… Wow.”
Squeezing her delectable buttocks, I pull ZRee’s hips into mine, groaning as my cock slides between her pussy lips again. I’m so hard I could come just from rubbing myself against her wetness but she’s not having it. “I want you,” she whispers, sneaking a hand between our bodies.
She doesn’t guide my cock to her entrance like I suspected she would but touches herself instead. I grab Z’Ree’s wrist and pull it away from her pussy. I’m the only one allowed to touch it now.
“I was just checking,” she says, giggling at my scowl.
“Checking?”
“Mhm.” Her nipples rub against my chest as she moves even closer to me. “That I won’t hurt you.”
“Hurt me?” I don’t understand at first, then I remember her question when I first entered her. It’s a bit of a blur since most of my blood was in my cock at the time, but…did she say she had crystals inside her pussy? “Oh, you mean the ridges? They’re the best fucking thing ever.”
She chuckles against my neck. “When I’m aroused.”
“And when you’re not?” I ask as I guide my cock to her entrance. We can talk all she wants but I’ll be inside of her for it.
“They’re crystals. Sharp ones.”
I can’t stop the very unmanly whimper that escapes as I push inside of Z’Ree. Her crystals, soft and pliable, massage my cock in ways I couldn’t have imagined before today but even if they were cutting into my flesh, I’d still choose to be inside of her because this is where I fucking belong. For eternity.
Chapter 20
Z’Ree
Even half asleep, I’mstill very aware of Nikolai’s body next to mine. We’re wrapped around each other in a complicated tangle of limbs. My right arm is numb as one or maybe both of us are lying on it. My left leg is wrapped around Nikolai’s waist and his half-erect cock is brushing my inner thigh. My hair is everywhere, mostly in Nikolai’s face. I wonder how he sleeps with my crystalline tresses smothering him.
His chest rises and falls peacefully in a way that says he’s completely relaxed, at least until I shift to free my arm from beneath our bodies. I hiss at the feeling of pins and needles asblood returns to the arm while Nikolai pulls me closer. “Mmm,” he hums, licking at his lips. “Stay.”
As if I was going anywhere. Ever.
I don’t understand thisneedto be with him. It’s primal, raw and desperate. All-consuming. I need Nikolai more than I need water, more than air. My crystals still sing to him and at times, it feels as if something inside of him is responding, even though that’s impossible.
“I’m staying,” I whisper back as I reach between our bodies to guide his cock to my pussy. “Keep sleeping.”
He moans, still half asleep, his cock hardening in my hand. I can’t count how many times we’ve had sex on this small hospital bed, but the desire is still there. We’re both covered in sweat and dried spend from our many couplings, but neither of us is complaining.
Angling my hips so his cock can slip inside my pussy without effort, our combined moans fill the air. Nikolai barely opens his eyes, giving me a sleepy look. “You’re insatiable,” he teases, as if he wasn’t the one initiating most of our encounters. But I’m not looking for sex.
“You can go back to sleep. I’m not…I just need to feel you inside of me,” I admit. It’s a strange request, I know, wanting to sleep with someone’s cock in my pussy.
If Nikolai finds it strange, he doesn’t let it show. “I always want to be inside you. You’re like…home. And now that we’re both awake…” Instead of finishing, he jerks his hips forward, bottoming out in one smooth stroke. “Fuck, you feel so good.”
Pushing Nikolai onto his back, I roll on top. I love this position. Here, I am, the one who’s in control. I can move as slowly or as quickly as I like. I can see the tiniest changes in Nikolai’s expression. I can tease him when I know he’s getting close.
But for now, I just sit still, enjoying the feeling of being filled by his thick cock and the song my crystals keep singing. I’m nottrying to stop them anymore. Whatever the song does, it’s not anything bad. I only add the pain relieving frequency to it for Nikolai’s benefit. I feel really bad about fucking him repeatedly when he’s hurt and should be resting. Not bad enough to stop, though. I don’t think anything could have made me stop.
Nikolai groans as I squeeze my inner muscles around him. My initial worries about hurting him with the crystals inside of my pussy were thankfully unfounded. It’s quite the opposite, actually—he loves them. Well, he certainly wouldn’t love them in their solid state, but since I’m constantly aroused around him, it’s never going to happen.
“We should…oh…take a break after…after this,” he says between moans. “Replenish…you know, fluids. We’ve lost a lot of them,” he adds with a laugh.
He’s not wrong, but that doesn’t mean I like the idea of leaving this bed. “Later,” I reply. Nikolai doesn’t protest, especially as I raise myself up his cock before sinking back down again.
It doesn’t take long for the erotic pressure to start coiling in my core. That torturous, most delectable pressure. Nikolai keeps one hand steady on my hip to guide me down the way he likes it and with the other, he reaches for my nipples. Teasing one, then the other, flicking and tugging, rolling and pinching gently.