Her Mate's Secret Baby. Grace Goodwin
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life. My mate.
I was so distracted by Roark’s mouth I couldn’t focus on his fingers, until they were gone. The cold, blunt tip of the medical probe took their place at the opening of my pussy.
He released my nipple with a small, wicked popping noise and scooted down the table so he could see what he was doing between my legs. With just his mouth on my breast, I was so turned on. I didn’t care anymore that this was some kind of medical test. I just wanted it over with so I could get out of here, get my mate alone, and claim him properly. Wow, I felt more from just getting to third base with Roark than all the time I had endured fucking Curtis.
Feeling full of feminine power, I lifted my legs and grabbed my knees with my hands, spreading myself wide for his inspection. “Am I ready yet?”
Roark’s response was to push the medical probe inside me, slowly, one huge inch at a time. It was a little bigger than my B-O-B back home, but so good. I closed my eyes and moaned when the probe bottomed out inside me, the odd attachment on the top of the thing hovered over my clit.
“Does that feel all right, Natalie?”
I wasn’t sure if he was serious, medically speaking, or talking dirty, so I told him the truth. This was the strangest medical device ever, but I wasn’t complaining. If this were what going to the doctor was like on Earth, more people would go. “Yes.”
He chuckled as an odd whirring sensation started inside my body. He lowered his head to my nipple again, his hand still on my thigh like liquid heat pouring through me. I was so turned on I didn’t know what to do, what to think.
My mate. Roark was my mate. Perfect for me. Apparently, my body knew it.
From inside my pussy, the odd probe heated, the warmth spread like tingles through my entire abdomen, and even to the inside of my ass. I was suddenly burning up, so hot I needed to move. I needed his mouth on my clit, or his hand, or his cock stroking me off. I needed.
“Holy shit, Roark!” My back arched as a strong pulse went through my body from my pussy to my clit. It was like lightning, from the inside.
“What the hell is this thing?” I gasped.
“Come for me, mate. Give me everything. I want to watch you lose control.”
“Oh!” I twisted my hips from side to side until Roark’s heavy hand landed on my mound, not to stroke my clit, but to hold me down. I whimpered, desperate for something more.
The probe thing beeped and my gaze flew to Roark’s. His eyes were dark with anticipation as the whirring inside me grew stronger. Another pulse zapped my clit, more intense this time, but when I bucked up off the table, Roark’s strong hand held me trapped in place. I couldn’t move, couldn’t get away. I couldn’t escape his strength, his gaze, or the searing pleasure making me lose control of my own body from the inside.
Another beep, faster and higher than the last and I gasped as a strong electrical surge pulsed through the walls of my pussy to my ass. The walls of my core pulsed and clenched down on the thing, which seemed to make it pulse stronger. The wave of sensation continued, as if traveling along my nerve endings like cars on a highway, directly to my clit.
Pulse after pulse rocked me. With Roark looming over me, with no control, I shattered into a million pieces with the most intense orgasm I’d ever had in my life.
My body shivered uncontrollably as Roark bent over, covering my face with gentle kisses. Somehow, I’d pleased him, and that knowledge made me feel oddly happy.
Ten minutes on an alien planet and I’d lost my mind. Lost control of my body, my orgasms. Or, perhaps, ten minutes with my new mate. I closed my eyes and allowed him to comfort me as the strange device in my pussy quieted until I could feel nothing but a small, almost imperceptible hum.
“You are so beautiful when you come.” Roark whispered the words against my lips, but I was not ready to kiss him. Not yet. Not lying here like a freakish sexual science experiment. He nudged at my lips with his own, but I turned my head slightly so his kiss landed on the corner of my mouth, not the center. While it had been the hottest thing I’d ever done, it was still with a device, not Roark.
He kissed me anyway and gently removed the device from my body, looked down at it. “The readings say that you are fertile for breeding and that you will be receptive to my seed.”
Receptive? If that was what it would always be like, or better since I’d get Roark’s cock instead of a medical device, then I’d definitely be receptive.
“What now?” I stared at the side of the strange wall as I tried to catch my breath. We were in some kind of tent. Odd that I hadn’t noticed it before now. The scent of almonds, or almond oil filled the air, and it was warm. Not uncomfortably so, but a far cry from Boston in January.
“Now, mate, I will take you to our private retreat where I will fuck your sweet pussy until you scream my name, until there is no doubt in your heart or mind exactly whom you belong to.”
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