Page 53 of The Bully Alien

Our movements become more frenzied, and soon, it feels like time stops around us. My cock is deeper in her than ever before, and I funnel more and more blood to my cock so that it can swell and fill her as completely as possible.

My heart is pounding faster than ever before, like a drumbeat rising to a crescendo of pleasure that takes over my entire body until I'm just a shell of myself. I give her every part of myself, and I swear I die in her arms, and yet we move together in perfect harmony like two parts of one entity striving for something beautiful and greater than ourselves.

Neither of us wants it to end, but eventually, we reach the peak.

"Delana," I cry out, my lips moving to form more words that I cannot bring myself to utter aloud.

"Oh, Wyatt," she echoes on a sigh before moaning loudly, almost screaming at her own release.

Panting and trying to reclaim our breath, exhausted from our exertion, we remain clinging to each other tightly. I so wish and hope that this moment will never pass.

As the afterglow fades away, we lay together peacefully in silence. I lay with her, content to just be together without saying a word. Soon enough, sleep finally takes her, and I linger, watching her sleep, wishing my life could be different.

But my life has been nothing but pain since that day my fighter had been shoot nearly out of the sky and I had to crash-land on Earth. Yes, here I found love.

And here is where I will leave my heart behind.

But I am a Grolla, and I cannot forsake my people, even if we only number too.

Franx is stuck. He cannot try to find another of our kind, and so that task is up to me, even if I wish it different.

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Delana

Things changed during that last time we had sex. I know it did.

We didn't fuck.

We also didn't just have sex.

We made love.

And I want to do that again.

But when I open my eyes, he's gone, and somehow, someway, I think I know the truth.

That was goodbye.

He tried to tell me goodbye, with that note. Maybe because it didn't keep me away, he didn't bother with a note this time, but that doesn't stop me from hopping in the shower, washing up, drying my body and hair, getting dressed, and heading out to track him down.

For the hell of it, I head to his dorm. After all, he had been on campus last night.

With me.

In my bed.

Yes, we had sex outside several times now, but doing it in a bed...

Magical.

Pure and utter magic.

I find myself humming as I enter his dorm. I hurry to his floor.

Before I can knock on his door, the next door opens.

"You're back!" Brain grins at me.