Caged With The Alien Warrior

52.

Aanya

Ronan got on his knees and put his tongue to work worshipping me. I came for the second time and honestly thought I might pass out from the pleasure.

Despite the lack of Rhodinian females, Ronan was a fast learner. Those sex classes he took in school probably helped too.

I pulled Ronan up and he let me, coming to stand in front of me, caging me in front of the rock wall. The cool rock on my back was such a contrast from Ronan's heat.

The waterfall roared behind us, but all I could focus on was Ronan.

I felt so small in his arms and I loved it. It wasn't like I was small by any means– I was tall and curvy.

Going on my tip toes, I captured his mouth with mine. He made a pleased sound in the back of his throat when our lips met and tipped my head back to get a better angle.

God, I couldn't get enough of his taste. My nails raked his back, the back on my hands grazing his wings. My touch sent a shiver down his spine.

His hands cupped my ass, yanking me tighter against him. His cock rubbed against my oversensitive clit, reducing me to a mumbling, breathless mess.

I flipped us around so Ronan's back was against the wall. Well, it was more like Ronan moved when I pulled him. I couldn't actually move his hulking, muscular body.

Ronan's hard cock pressed against my core, just the thin fabric of his boxers keeping us apart. I'd never given anyone a blowjob, and to be honest, Ronan's dick intimidated me. But I could start with baby steps.

I reached out to take his cock in my hand and Ronan's hand shot up and grabbed my wrist. His thumb caressed the inside of my wrist, over my sensitive pulse point.

His purple gaze met mine seriously. "You don't need to, to touch me. I just wanted to bring you pleasure."

I bit my lip. "And what if I want to bring you pleasure too?"

He looked at me with surprise, like he'd never considered that I'd want to bring him pleasure too, grip on my wrist slackening.

"Can I?" I moved my hand towards his cock, intent evident.

His eyes went molten. "If you're asking whether you can touch me, the answer is yes. Yes, please," Ronan all but groaned.

I pulled down Ronan's black boxers, freeing his hard cock. It was even longer and thicker than I remembered, if that was even possible. His dark purple cock had prominent veins running up and down the sides, along with the hook at the base.

I palmed his cock and relished in how Ronan's hips stuttered forward, eyes falling shut at my touch.

"Stars, Aanya," he bit out.

I bit down on my lip to hold back my pleased smile. God, I loved hearing my name on his lips. Experimentally, I ran my hand up and down his shaft, looking to see what Ronan liked best.

My fingers explored his dick, from the rougher skin around the base where he knotted, to the taut skin across the mushroom head of his cock. It reminded me of when we'd had sex, his cock driving deep into me and staying there as he came. How he got even bigger, thicker as his hot cum filled me.

I swiped off a bead of precum and brought it to my lips to taste. Bitter, but all Ronan. Ronan's gaze heated as I tasted him.

I brought my hand back to trace the hook that hit my clit perfectly when he fucked me. He shuddered as I touched it, clearly very sensitive. I filed that tidbit away in my brain.

From my experimenting, I found that Ronan liked a firm touch, a little bit rougher than I thought. And when I touched the hook at the base of his cock, damn, the sounds he made had me getting wet.

I pumped him, fingers slick with his pre-come. "Fuck," I bit out, turned on, "I love how your dick feels in my hands."

He gave me a wry smile. "I think you can feel how much I love the feel of your hands on my dick."

For that, I pumped him rougher, eliciting a moan at my touch.

From his taut muscles, I could tell Ronan was at his brink.

I pressed hot kisses up his neck while I pumped him before whispering in his ear. "Cum for me. Give me every last drop."

His wings flexed out behind him as he came with a roar.

I looked up at him through my lashes, satisfaction coursing through my veins that I was the one to bring him pleasure. Me. And this was on our terms, not the lizardmen. Not for their twisted experiments or for any other reason than for each other.

I wanted to stay here in this oasis forever, away from thoughts of going back to Earth, worrying about how humans could help Rhodinians repopulate, tests with Krono, and responsibilities. I could just stay here with Ronan forever in this bubble and forget about how we'd just be married for a year and I was expected to find a new husband in a year, like that jerk, Alarik of House Adontris. I wanted to forget how inadequate I felt at taking care of Lani, how I wished I could have saved her parents somehow.

My failures and regrets.

But I shoved all those thoughts away and bottled them away, resolute to focus on the here and now.

Even though he just came, Ronan's cock was already hardening again against my thigh. And even though I already came twice, I wanted more of Ronan.

I sucked in a sharp breath in anticipation, core clenching at the idea of him filling me.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE

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Virtually yours,

Ro