Page 30 of Alien Naga's Prize
“Possibly you might have overdone it,” Jenna says as I wrap an arm around her, my hood as hard as my cocks in their slit.
“Worked though,” I reply.
We reach the bar, and Jenna orders drinks and snacks. Given my (now) general demeanor, we find a table easily, one which has a great view of the entire party and pools area, as well as putting us on show a little.
I pat my coils as Jenna goes to sit.
“Are you kidding me?”
“As you guessed correctly, my species is protective of their mates, and they also like to make sure they are comfortable and fed.” I tap my coil again. “This is what everyone will expect to see.”
Jenna gives me a narrow-eyed look. I pat my scales and try not to smile.
“Fine,” she grumbles and hops up.
I internalize a groan. This is exactly what every single Glycon male on my planet and anywhere else in the galaxy dreams of, a female entwined in his coils and food at her lips.
I’ve got to keep a lid on my simmering desire to flip her over and mate her where she stands.
The drinks and food are brought over by a bot, and already I’m struggling to pay attention to what is going on around us. Admittedly much of it has to do with pleasure, so the fact I’m taking pleasure from my mate is not going to make many others pause.
“What now?” Jenna says under her breath.
“Now, you get to eat, and I get to feed you.”
“And?”
“And we both enjoy it.”
“We’re supposed to be working,” Jenna mutters as I inspect the offerings and pick up one of my favorites, a small sweet pastry filled with ja-ja fruit.
I take a bite. The flavor fills my mouth, my venom glands working overtime because they really want me to bite into my mate.
To claim her completely.
I offer the other half to Jenna. She goes to take it with her hand, and I pull away.
“Open,” I order.
My sweet mate makes a low growl in the back of her throat which is perfectly charming.
“Remember, we’re on show here, my sunray.” I hold up the sweet treat again.
Jenna glares at me, then takes a swiping bite, her mouth enclosing my fingers as well as the food. It’s all I can do to stop my cocks bursting from my slit and even then, I don’t quite manage it.
“Remember, we’re on show,” Jenna says, innocently, having seen the destruction she’s causing within my coils before moaning gently and wreaking further havoc. “This is absolutely delicious! What is it?”
“Cko-cko, or at least that’s what it’s called on Glycon,” I reply. “I suppose if you order food, they bring you what you’re most likely to want, given this is a place for pleasure.”
“I can’t remember the last time I had anything so good.” Jenna sighs, her eyes moving to the platter of food, and immediately, I offer her another piece. “The rations onBritanniawere nothing to write home about.” She snorts gently as she chews. “Not that we had a home to write to.”
“It was bad on your star cruiser?” I ask, selecting more choice morsels for my mate.
“Not bad as such, life was just…hard for the majority. I was lucky in many ways. I have an ability with weapons even our authorities couldn’t ignore, which is why I ended up in security, so my job was boring but not too bad.”
Jenna eats the piece of food I’m offering, her blunt teeth scraping over the underside of my finger, and I suppress a groan.
“So, that’s the reason you want to go back?” I query nonchalantly.