Free Love From A Star: A BWWM Alien Romance by BWWM Club, Shifter Club, R S Holloway Page A

black eyes. “I think you will make something happen to
him by being here.”
    Jalicia
sat upright now. “What do you mean?”
    “He
wanted you to be a doctor right?” She agreed by nodding. “From
the perspective of your father, it is his desire to see his daughter
grow up to be someone better than what he was able to do for himself.
Now this is a nice farm, but he doesn’t want you being a farmer
Jalicia. He wants more for you, and the longer you postpone that, the
sooner you will speed up his death; he will be disappointed and
heartbroken. You can’t prevent anything from happening to him
here or there. If you are here and he falls sick, then what would you
do? What could you do? You could be here for ten more years and he
would still be fine, but that would be ten years you would be denying
yourself. I think you should go back. You only have one more year. Do
it for him,” he advised.
    Jalicia
rested against Antash’s chest once more. “I guess I never
looked at it like that before,” she admitted. “I just
want to be there for him.”
    “And
you can do that from anywhere. Go and explore and then come back if
need be, but don’t waste your years protecting your father. He
isn’t a child; he doesn’t need it.”
    “Is
that what you will tell Santina?” she asked as she looked up at
him.
    “That’s
all I have been telling her ever since she was a baby. I would love
to see her explore the galaxies and decide for herself what she wants
and then pursue it. I don’t want to hold her back, and I bet
that is how your father feels too.”
    “I
listen to the words coming from your lips and I wonder how you manage
to be so smart,” she said. “My dad would like you just
for saying that.”
    “Well
I have a century under my belt, with another two or so to go,”
he grinned. “You get to learn a thing or two then.”
    “Teach
me more,” she said as her eyes became dreamy, and her lips
started to throb with aching. His vast knowledge and wisdom turned
her on, and she only had one lesson on her mind she wanted to learn.
    “And
what shall be your classroom?” he asked as he started nibbling
her ear.
    “Hay
and four legged classmates,” she said and giggled.
    Antash
chuckled as well. “That will do,” he said as his hands
started exploring her body. One found her small neatly cupped breast
and squeezed into it as she closed her eyes and moaned, while the
other measured her upper body, running from shoulder to hip
repeatedly. Jalicia brought her head to rest on his shoulder and his
now icy lips nibbled her soft skin. She shivered as she anticipated
all he was going to do next and as she rested there, she felt him
grow hard in a place where nothing existed before.
    He
shifted so that she now sat between his legs, and with hers spread
and her cotton skirt giving him much needed access, he kissed her
neck while his forefinger found the cotton underwear she wore and
parted it. Her skin was soft, and he stroked her there until he could
almost feel the heat rising from her and drifting towards him. He
then prompted her to move, while he still sat, and led her before
him. When she stood there he made her spread her legs, and then in
one swift movement, her knees were touching the hay on either side of
his head, and her glorious haven dead ahead. Antash pulled her
forward and tasted her, never having got enough the last time, and
Jalicia pressed into the top of his head as she tried to maintain her
balance.
    But he
was as skillful as he was strong, and he held her firmly as his
tongue washed her tender spots, giving her a burning sensation inside
as her juices began to flow and fall onto his waiting tongue. Then he
started moving her back and forth, all the while blowing air onto her
clitoris, and then his tongue darted inside, and she cried out as
pleasure replaced the fright she was feeling before, and it no longer
mattered that she was hovering and trusting him to keep her in place.
Antash had started moaning,