Straykeer is a good kisser. He’s passionate and fierce just like I would expect him to be but he’s also soft and gentle at the same time, treating my lips and tongue with the delicateness that they deserve.
My entire mouth is tingling as he pulls away and I can’t help but giggle at the weird sensation. I kinda like it.
I giggle to myself as he looks down at me with a heated intensity in his eyes. He definitely kissed me in a way that I’ve never been kissed before.
“Have you bonded sufficiently?” he asks with a hopeful look. “Is it time to mate?”
“Ha!” I laugh, holding out my arms and looking at the disgusting dried up blood all over my skin. “You seriously want to mate with me when I’m like this?”
He just nods, his intense eyes staring me down. “Yes.”
“Find me a nice hot shower and I’ll think about it,” I say with a laugh.
But Straykeer is not laughing. He just grabs my wrist and pulls me away. He’s moving with such intensity, nearly dragging me along the ground, that I think he may actually have a shower.
I saw a lot of things while running around the area during my drug trip but I didn’t see a Holiday Inn or a spa.
A few minutes later of running as hard as I can to keep up with my new crush, and there’s a terrifying roaring sound in the distance.
“Straykeer,” I say, planting my feet on the ground and trying to yank my wrist back. I just fly forward. There’s no stopping this blue train once he gets going. “There’s a dinosaur or something up there,” I whisper. Can’t he hear the roaring?
Straykeer just steps back, scoops me up in his arms, throws me over his shoulder, and keeps running. I’d be lying if I said that the whole caveman routine wasn’t a turn on.
“Oh,” I gasp when I see what he has in mind. The roaring is not from a dinosaur ready to eat me, it’s a waterfall.
So he was taking me to a shower, clever Drandroka.
“We wash,” he says, dropping me to my feet. “And then we mate.”
I’m about to tell him that I didn’t mean it literally when he unhooks his animal skin loincloth and drops it to the ground. “Wow,” I gasp, holding my breath as I stare at his beautiful blue cock hanging down his muscular thighs.
He looks absolutely gorgeous standing in the soft moonlight, his skin a nice saturated blue color. His body looks carved out of rock, tempting ridges of muscles, rippling abs, a delicious V jutting down his hard pelvis that points down to his long dick. My pussy pulses as I take in the tantalizing view.
“Take off your clothes, my Mandy,” he says, dropping his eyes to my dirty tank top. “So that we can mate.”
I gulp as my head nods up and down.
What harm could it be? I’ve already had his balls on my lips, might as well taste his cock too.
The adrenaline from killing all of those aliens is still running rampant through my veins and it’s urging me to do things that I would normally shy away from, like fucking an alien.
“Come,” he says, with a wave as he steps into the water. I get a beautiful view of his sexy hard ass and I moan in disappointment when it disappears below the waterline.
He turns and smiles at me, his abs looking sexier than ever. “Come, my Mandy,” he says, his voice low and full of arousal. “Come with your Straykeer.”
“Okay,” I spit out without thinking. But how can I resist? Seriously.
My heart starts thumping in my chest as I yank off my tank top and unbutton my shorts. He never takes his heated eyes off of me as I wiggle out of my shorts, my breasts jiggling as I move.
I glance to the waterline to see if he’s hard. I can’t see but I can tell by the intense way that he’s staring at my breasts that he must be.
My heart is racing as I reach behind my back to unhook my bra. I let it slide off and drop to the ground, covering my naked breasts with my free arm.
“Why are you teasing your Straykeer?” he asks, staring at my covered breasts. “Show Straykeer your gorgeous chest.”
His voice is low and gritty, and it stirs me to my core. “Alright,” I whisper, letting my arm drop and my breasts spill free.
A low groan escapes his throat as he takes a deep breath and stares. He’s got to be hard now. If he’s not, this will do the trick.
I suck in my stomach as I bend over and slide my underwear down my legs.
“Come.” He says it like a command and I’m not one to disobey orders. My skin is flushed, my breathing quick as I walk to the water and step inside. It’s warm and refreshing on my hot skin.
He holds his hands out to me and I walk into them with my heart beating like the intense pounding of the waterfall in the background.
“Hold on,” I say, ducking under the water up to my neck and washing off all of the sweat, blood and I don’t want to know what else off of my body.
“Straykeer will clean you,” he says before diving into the water and disappearing on me.
I wrap my arms around my body suddenly feeling very stupid. What am I doing here? Trying to get laid by an alien? Did those drugs fry my brain?