Alien's Bride Book Three

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Authors: Yamila Abraham
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over his lap and gave me the vigorous spanking I was after.   His strikes weren’t full strength.   I’d get red, but never bruised.   He hit just hard enough to leave tingly heat over both swells of flesh.   The slaps made my toes curl and hole clench.   I loved the thrill of being completely in his power.   Elentinus’ erotic dominance was something I’d never grow tired of.  
    Once I’d been sufficiently disciplined he rubbed both sensitized cheeks.   My eyes rolled back in ecstasy.   It was like the spanking had brought all my endorphins to the surface of my skin and now he rubbed them free.   The massage gave me rapturous shivers and a heat in my stomach.   He reached under to rub the bisected mound between my legs.   I hissed and my shoulders jolted.
    “Lubricant,” Elentinus said.
    A thick warm liquid dripped out of the tube onto my ass.   I tensed up with anticipation.   Just as I expected, Elentinus started rubbing the lube against my tender asshole.   I kicked the bed with both feet.   My tingly hole sent shocks of ecstasy through my whole pelvis.   The nerves there were so alert after a spanking.   My nipples felt hard as rocks and my clitoris was twinging.   I had to grasp the blankets with both fists to keep from wriggling free.
    He worked his finger inside of me, something he’d done enough times before for there to be very little pain.   This just amplified the ticklish pleasure.   My face contorted.
    “Ahh!”
    “Turn it on, Kang.”
    My eyes widened at the sound of buzzing.   I looked back and saw that the anal tickler thing was vibrating so fast it was a grey blur.   Elentinus pulled his finger out of me and I gasped.   I clung to the mattress with all my strength to brace myself.
    It buzzed against the wrinkled opening of my hole first.   My face contorted once again.   I felt like my nerve endings were getting overloaded.   I couldn’t resist clenching all my muscles.
    Elentinus still managed to push the oiled thing inside me.
    “Ahhh!   Uh!”
    I started kicking the bed again.   The vibrations were tickling all my neither regions.   I felt a droplet escape my slit.   The pleasure riot was way too intense.   I tried to roll free, but Elentinus clutched my hip.   He drew the toy in and out of me for half a minute, mashing it against every delicate nerve ending.
    “Uh!   I can’t…!   Ngh!”
    “Alright, Kang.   Switch it off.”
    The thing became still inside me.   My muscles slackened and I tried to catch my breath.   Pleasure throbs still wracked my tender backside.
    Elentinus pulled it out.   He shoved his hand into the hood of my cooch to feel how wet I’d gotten.  
    “Hh!”
    I was so worked up I could have spontaneously orgasmed right on his hand.   Fortunately, he pulled it away.   Elentinus lifted me to sit with my back against him as before.   His hard cock was stretching out on the bed between my legs.   He started fondling my breasts with both hands.
    “Give me something for her front.   Something that doesn’t penetrate.”
    “Certainly, master.”
    The first tube slide off the bed while simultaneously being replaced by a second one.   This time the metal tentacle had a shiny black ball the size of a baseball on the end.  
    “Ready to come?”
    That thing is going to be vibrating against my…?   I couldn’t even handle the thought of it.  
    “No!”   I snatched it before Elentinus could.   “Turn it on, Kang.”
    It almost jerked itself out of my hand once it kicked on.   I held onto it with both hands and put it against Elentinus’ cock.   He gasped hard enough for his chest to push out against my back.   His hands moved from my breasts to grip my shoulders.
    I slowly rubbed the vibrator up and down the length of his shaft, taking care not to bump my cooch with it.   Elentinus started squirming and grunting behind me.   After a minute of the careful torture I could hear his teeth chattering.
    “Grah!”
    He bent

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