Free Shalia's Diary Book 6 by Tracy St. John

but grin up at him. “Sorry. You are too yummy to resist.”
     
    He scowled but looked somewhat amused too. “I don’t know if this is fun or not yet. What I do know is I’m drawing the line at you using your teeth. That hurt.”
     
    “Okay.” His cocks were right there, so I kissed their tips in apology. “Better?”
     
    Betra smiled. “Much.”
     
    “Good. Finish taking off those clothes and lay down on the bed. Now that I’ve had a taste, I want the whole damned Imdiko.”
     
    He laughed at that and pulled his uniform all the way off. Still chuckling, he flopped back on my sleeping mat and spread himself out. “I’m all yours.”
     
    Oh my gosh. Standing there and looking at that naked man stretched across the bed ... all for me! ... made my pussy spasm with a tremor of pure want. I wanted to fuck him. I needed to fuck him. I felt like I would fall over dead if I didn’t get what I had to have.
     
    Without further ado, I yanked my panties off and climbed aboard the Good Ship Betra. His eyes widened when I grabbed his slick cocks and positioned myself to take them in.
     
    “Not wasting any time, are you?” Betra said. “How about taking that dress off?”
     
    “Oh hell no,” I grunted and lowered down.
     
    “Shalia, shouldn’t you at least be stretched—”
     
    His words were cut off as I captured him. Feeling him enter me was sooo good, even the burning part of having a cock stuffed into my tight ass. It hurt some, but it was wonderful at the same time. Funny enough for sexually submissive me, the best part was taking what I wanted from Betra. I took particular delight in how his eyes rolled up, how his mouth dropped open in a groan, and seeing his fists slam the surface of the bed in reaction. He might not have liked being on the bottom, but he loved being inside me.
     
    I wasted no time in claiming the entirety of both those wonderful cocks. The ache only made me impatient with myself, and I forced my body to accept Betra. I wanted to own that man, and I had no interest in any delay.
     
    “Fuck,” he moaned over and over. “Fuck.”
     
    “It would be my pleasure,” I snarled. I slammed my palms against his chest for leverage, letting them take my weight. I dug my toes into the bedcovers and levered up, emptying myself of Imdiko. Then I slammed back down, taking him hard and fast.
     
    “FUCK!” Betra screamed.
     
    I kept going, pumping my body over his, clenching my pussy and ass hard around him to increase the friction...and my pleasure. Between being crammed full of gorgeous Kalquorian and my pregnancy-enhanced libido, I was ramping up hard and fast towards climax.
     
    “Sha – Sha – Shalia,” Betra gasped, his face turning red. “Slow – slow down. I’m gonna come.”
     
    I ignored him, chasing that lightning flash of ecstasy for all I was worth. Those cocks were mine, and they were going to give me what I damned well wanted.
     
    “Damn it,” the Imdiko swore. “Damn it, stop for – for a fucking moment!”
     
    To hell with him. This was my moment. This was my thrill ride. I was in control for once, and it was all about me.
     
    Hands closed over my hips, halting me in mid-pump. I stared into the deep blue-purple of Betra’s eyes. He heaved for breath, his face working. “I told you to stop before I lose it!” he exclaimed.
     
    My hands were still propped against his chest. Angry that he had denied my dominance, that he had broken our agreement, my fingers hooked into claws. I dug my fingernails into his flesh.
     
    Betra yelled out and shot up to a sitting position. He let go of my hips to grasp my wrists. “I don’t like having blood drawn!” he snarled, fangs down.
     
    “Then lay down and take the fucking you said I could have,” I snarled back. I clenched muscles I didn’t know I had around his pricks.
     
    He hissed, and those cocks jerked inside me. Yet he wasn’t done being cranky yet. His lips thinned for a moment before he