Page 18 of Alien Step-Brother
He straightened up and curled his free hand over the back of my neck. With ease, he guided me forward until we fitted together like two perfectly matched puzzle pieces. I yielded to his control, allowing him to lead the dance through the sensual, buzzing beat.
Tucked in Alek’s arms, with my face pressed to his chest, all I heard was the frantic racing of his heart. The drumbeat echoing behind his ribs drowned out the music as I melted into his embrace.
His hold was tender at first, reverent and needy as he kept me pressed tight against his frame. Even his tail curled around my calf, flicking at the end and caressing my skin.
The dance progressed, and Alek spun me around. With my ass against his groin, I became suddenly aware of the hardness in his pants grinding against my backside. And I took advantage of the knowledge, rolling and gyrating my hips to the beat of the music.
Alek grabbed my hips, hands shaking with some innate restraint as I rubbed over his hidden erection again and again. Then his fingers dug into my sides, and one of his claws caught in the silky fabric of my dress. The scrap of a claw shredding a thin line in the dress and grazing over my skin was enough to light me up from head to toes.
His touch inflamed my body and mind. Heat zipped down the length of my spine, and fire coiled low in the pit of my stomach. I wanted to sneak my hand into the front of his pants, glide my hand over his cock, then impale myself on him right there on the dance floor.
As if he heard those wanton thoughts, Alek’s lips skimmed the shell of my ear. “Come with me.”
In a blur, his hand enveloped mine, and he pulled me from the crowd. A wave of excitement skated over my nerves as he led me from the hazy nightclub and its entrancing music.
Alekkon pulled me along dimly lit corridors until I swore we were weaving through a sleek, curved white maze. At the end of a hallway, he tossed us into a circular elevator. Once the doors whisked shut, he pressed the button for our floor.
And as soon as the lift shot upward, he slammed a fist into the emergency stop. The elevator lurched to a halt, and I stumbled over my feet.
Strong hands caught my shoulders, then shoved me back into the wall. I had a second to grab the railing for balance before Alek dropped to his knees before me.
“What are you doing?” I whispered.
Alek moved frantically, lifting the edge of my dress and slipping his fingers into my panties. He yanked them down my legs and tossed the slip of black away. Then he grabbed the back of my legs and tossed them over his shoulders as if I weighed nothing.
When his heated breath fanned over my slick folds, a tremulous gasp leapt from my throat.
Alek was quickly becoming a dangerous, addictive habit that I didn’t need in my life. As lonely as I was, our relationship brought forth complications that made my skin prickle.
With my back to the wall and my legs over his shoulders, I was practically straddling his face. My slit hovered inches from his mouth, and as he gazed hungrily at my dripping pussy, he licked his bottom lip.
“Wait. We shouldn’t do this here,” I whimpered.
His inflamed red and gold eyes flicked up to me and darkened with the savagery of his desire. “If you don’t let me taste you, I’ll die right here and now on the floor at your feet. Your choice, starlight.”
Well, I couldn’t let him die…
I bit my bottom lip before nodding my consent. Then I tipped my pelvis forward, giving him a better view of my swollen, needy clit and the arousal that he caused leaking from my slit.
Alek sealed his mouth over my pussy, and a sharp inhale breached my lips. He licked between my glossy folds, exploring the plush lips of my sex. His tongue was long and pliable, with a mind of its own as he tasted the inner parts of me.
He tipped his head back and closed his lips over my clit, sucking and gently biting the sensitive bead of pleasure. His tongue danced over the buzzing nub, and a pathetic whine breezed out of me. My hands flew to his head, curling around his ridged, silver horns for additional support. Although it helped to keep him locked in place, buried between my thighs, squeezing his cheeks.
Alek’s massive palms splayed over my ass, holding me up as he devoured my pussy. I rocked against his face, seeking the bliss his mouth offered. Each stroke from his tongue and nibble from his teeth pushed me closer to the edge of the precipice I needed.
His face nuzzled deeper, tongue slipping into my center as his nose nudged my clit. The combined sensations of his rapid movement pulled thin, shrill moans and spastic jerks from my body.
As though he didn’t need to breathe, Alek continued until my breath shortened into sharp, broken gasps. I pushed my hips forward and tugged his horns, eliciting a deep rumbling growl from his mouth into my quivering center.
“Oh, stars, Alek!” My body seized up, and my legs clamped around his head, holding him against me as a gush of fluid cascaded over his tongue. A flaring spasm of heat erupted through my core. He lapped up every ounce of my orgasm, drinking me in and savoring the taste.
Alek didn’t stop licking me until the random twitches in my body ceased. Shaking and glowing, he set me back on my feet. I leaned against the wall, half-heartedly tugging my dress back into place.
But when I peered up into his keen, golden eyes, I realized what we’d done. This time, we couldn’t pretend we were asleep or dreaming.
I’d just let my stepbrother tongue-fuck me, and I’d loved every exquisite moment of it.
Chapter 13