Page 52 of Alien in the Depths

He closed the bedroom door with a snap, eliciting a gleeful cry of excitement from her. Her eager fingers reached for him, and he lost no time in tearing her clothes from her body. Today was for them, for him, to celebrate what had been lost for so long.

He took his time lavishing her body, starting with her breasts. He pressed gentle kisses upon the delicate skin, trailing his lips down to the valley between them. Sofia’s sighs stirred the air around him, a soft melody that filled him with the need to hear more. He continued his love litany, every touch a word, every kiss an exclamation.

His hands traced the arc of her hips before dipping lower to touch the secret places that made her gasp and cling tighter to him. She was a work of art under his fingers, a masterpiece of curves and hollows that he never tired of exploring.

Overcome with desire, Zaraq pressed himself against her as if he could meld their bodies into one. His lips found hers in a searing kiss that echoed through their joined bodies.

Hesitant fingers tugged at his clothing, and he chuckled softly against her lips. He drew back, allowing her hands room to move. Her fingers were nimble, stripping him of his garments until they were both bared to each other’s gazes.

Their eyes locked, burning with an almost palpable intensity. This was them. This was Sofia and Zaraq, lovers intertwined, free at last from the chains of their past.

He lowered himself between her legs, eager for a taste. He sucked her sensitive bud into his mouth, using his tongue to trace circles on it. She arched and moaned beneath him, but he held her in place while he continued his assault on her pussy.

The sound of her pleasure was music to his ears. The warmth of her body was a balm to his soul. He relished the taste of her, a flavor that had been denied to him for far too long. He had dreamed of this moment for days, and now it was better than anything his mind had conjured.

Sofia’s hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer as she lifted her hips off the bed. The move only encouraged him, and he dove deeper, lapping at her sweetness with fervor. He drew out each gasp, each moan, each plea until Sofia was a writhing mess beneath him.

His name fell from her lips like a fervent prayer repeatedly whispered in a sacred temple. The sound strummed along his senses, urging him to explore her deeper, to make her lose herself in the harmony of their bodies’ rhythm.

Zaraq’s fingers slid lower, tracing the slick heat of her entrance before sliding inside. The feeling of her clenching around him nearly undid him. He withdrew slowly and then added another finger, delighting in the way she gasped and ground against his hand. She implored him for more, her body tensing beneath his ministrations as he increased his pace.

Their symphony of sounds filled the room as he continued worshiping Sofia with every inch of his being. This was themat their most raw and primal, stripped bare of any pretenses or fears. The only thing that mattered within those four walls was their mutual desire, their shared pleasure.

His own arousal throbbed in demand, but he held back. He wanted to draw this out, to engrave this moment deep into their beings. He needed Sofia to fall apart beneath him first.

Zaraq’s ministrations had her writhing, her fingers curling into the sheets beneath them. Her body shuddered with each touch of his tongue, a chorus of sighs and moans filling the room. He drank in every sound and every reaction she gave him.

His fingers slid along the soft folds of her skin, exploring every inch. Delving deeper, he stroked within her, his fingers dancing upon the velvet walls of her inner sanctum. Her responsive gasp fueled his ardor, encouraging him to pursue further heights of pleasure for her.

His persistence yielded a delightfully wicked cry from Sofia, the sound vibrating through him like a feral call to his primal instincts. It stirred an irresistible hunger within him, one that only she could satiate. Zaraq felt her fingers tangle in his hair, urging him on with soft whimpers and pleasurable gasps.

She came then, and it was like watching a celestial event unfold right next to him. It was breathtakingly beautiful and untamed. Her body convulsed with waves of pleasure as cries of ecstasy echoed throughout the room. It was an expression of pure rapture.

He needed to feel something from her. He grabbed her gently by her hair, urging her head downward. He needed to feel the warmth of her mouth enclosed around him.

Sofia obliged immediately, her fingers tracing his length before her lips closed around him. She kissed his hardness with fervor, taking him deep into her mouth. The sensation sent shivers down his spine, and he moaned in response.

Her tongue danced along his length with a tantalizing rhythm that had his knuckles whitening where they gripped the bed sheets. His breath hitched as he felt her take him to the hilt, the sensation overwhelming in its intensity.

He watched as her head bobbed up and down over him, her dark hair spilling over his thighs. Her eyes met his, sparkling with mischief and desire. Such an erotic sight pushed him closer to the precipice of pleasure.

The tension within him coiled tighter, like a spring wound up for release. He could feel in every fiber of his being the build-up of an impending climax that promised to devour him whole.

The sensation was exquisite, a potent mix of warmth and tight pressure that had him seeing stars.

Her tongue traced veins along his length, causing his body to shudder with each passing second. He could feel the ripple of pleasure coursing through him. Each moan she elicited was like an electric shock that ran straight to his core. The griphe had on her hair tightened, an unconscious response to the overwhelming sensations coursing through him.

In response, Sofia quickened her pace, matching Zaraq’s desperation with her own eagerness. Sofia took him deeper into her mouth, savoring the way he filled her senses completely. His grip on her hair tightened as he urged her to take more of him. She acquiesced willingly, eager for his pleasure.

As Sofia’s movements grew more fervent, harmony resonated between them in a rhythm established through shared desires and heated passion.

Zaraq could feel the mounting pressure building within him, an impending tempest held back by sheer willpower alone. He wanted nothing more than to surrender himself fully, but not before ensuring Sofia had tasted every inch of him.

His breathing grew ragged as he neared his peak, each swirl of Sofia’s tongue sending waves of ecstasy coursing through him. But more than his release, he wanted to be inside of her.

He pulled her to her feet and entered her with a primal growl, their bodies finally becoming one as he held on to Sofia tightly. Zaraq’s cry echoed Sofia’s, their voices bouncing off the vaulted ceilings and dissipating into the still air.

Their shared pleasure reverberated through their entwined bodies, echoing in every corner of their being. The world outside ceased to exist in these moments. There was only them, raw andexposed under the pale glow of the moonlight filtering through the window.