Free Alien Sex 102 by Allie Ritch Page B

upper thighs were trapped beneath him. Although he held off most of his weight, he still had her at his mercy. She discovered that wasn’t such a bad position to be in.
    It had been a long time since she’d been given a full-body massage, and she’d never received one from a four-handed man who could make her core bloom with just a look. The work he’d done on her legs was just a preview of coming attractions. A groan escaped her the second her sexy Brachoi started on the rest of her body.
    He attacked her shoulders and lower back at the same time, loosening all of the muscles along her spine. Shifting his lower hands to rub her neck, he then worked his way down each of her arms until she was relaxed all the way to her fingertips.
    “Mmm.” She hummed happily.
    His touch calmed and excited her by turns, setting her desire on simmer before bringing it to a hard boil. She expected him to cover her body and take her like this, but instead he rolled her beneath him and started to explore her front side.
    Her palms were treated to the same masterful tenderizing he’d bestowed on the arches of her feet before he danced his fingers over her neck and shoulders. Ignoring the way her nipples stood at attention, he slid those firm, hot hands from her underarms to her hips with only the barest brush against the sides of her breasts. He squeezed her waist, which made her feel tiny, and massaged the fronts of her thighs. After several glorious minutes, he ended where he’d begun: at the tips of her toes.
    Katra smiled and slowly sat up to face him. “Be careful. With skills like that, you make a tempting sex slave. I may never let you leave this bedroom.”
    His gaze turned smoldering. “I have no intention of trying to escape.”
    Holding out her hand, she invited him closer and spread her palms over his muscled chest. She pushed him back into the mountain of pillows against the headboard so he wound up seated with his legs bent. His erection rose like a barometric gauge from the nest of dark red hair at his groin. As expected, he put his hands on her body to position and stroke her the second she straddled his lap.
    She didn’t mind. The glide of his palm over her back, the pressure of his fingers digging into her hips, the loose fist he made in her hair—it all felt so good. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pressed her open lips to his and rocked her wet cleft against his aroused cock beneath her. His answering groan was the greatest compliment he’d given her all night.
    “I’m going to have my way with you now.” Drawing back from the kiss, she whispered the promise against his lips.
    The massage was all the foreplay Katra needed. Reaching down, she set the broad tip of his cock against her entrance before tackling his extra appendage. She had to watch what she was doing. After pulling back the hood to fully expose her clit, she grasped that bonus projection and used it to draw circles on her nubbin before it stuck in place.
    “Does that feel good?” She was stroking his second shaft.
    His chuckle was strained. “Not as good as your hand on my cock, but I do feel it. It’s the same as if I do this.”
    Tucking his hand between them, he used his fingertips to caress her outer labia. The sensation was pleasant and made her very aware of his shaft waiting to surge into her.
    “I’d rather get to the main course,” she agreed.
    With a quick shift of her weight, she pressed down to take him inside. Thanks to his hardness and the bounty of cream waiting for him, his dick slid deep in a single stroke. She arched her back, which thrust her breasts right toward his awaiting mouth. His teeth caught her nipple and held it still for his flicking tongue.
    “Yes!” She encouraged him with a whimper.
    Before Katra knew it, he’d sucked her breast into his mouth as fully and tightly as her sheath was suckling his invading cock. Every inch of his virile erection was imprinted on her from the inside out, making her pussy