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kink. They got too sensitive or they had to pull out to keep the condom on, but they never stayed inside long enough for her liking.
    She had a feeling Valan would be different.
    But she pulled her attention back to his ass again, squeezing and palming the round globes of hard flesh. He lifted his head and grinned at her, his eyes crinkling at the corners.
    “I like that,” he informed her before dragging his face against her right breast as if scent-marking her. “I like that a lot, Kilana. Do it some more, please?”
    Never one to ignore a sexual request, Kilana went to town, rubbing and stroking, parting his cheeks and caressing each one individually. His whole body shuddered, and he pressed harder against her thigh and arched his ass up as if requesting more.
    Shrugging, she ran her fingers over the sensitive cleft between his cheeks and watched as his whole body glowed silver for a second before he growled.
    “Again!” he ordered, and she repeated her actions, rubbing harder but finding no winking hole for her to caress. Instead there was just more soft, sensitive skin to explore.
    Thinking of his alien anatomy lesson, she shrugged her shoulders, lifted her hand and popped his ass a good one.
    “Oh!” he gasped, arching up higher in a clear demand for more.
    So she popped him again and again, hitting him hard enough to draw the blood to the surface of his skin but not hard enough to harm. His arm wrapped around her, gripping her tightly as he buried his face in her neck.
    “That feels so wonderful,” he moaned, wiggling his ass more. “I have not had the pleasure of a katatin since my sibling convinced me to try male Kisats years ago. I forgot how much I loved this feeling,”
    Kilana had no idea what a katatin or a Kisat was, so she applied her hand with greater fervor, squeezing and rubbing his warming flesh after each slap. Valan moaned again, just once more, before he pulled himself up and slammed his mouth over hers.
    Her squeak of surprise was swallowed by his kiss as he rammed his tongue between her lips. He moaned slightly as he took this chance to search her mouth with his unique tongue. She could taste herself there, her heat and the salt of her skin; it was all there to be savored within his mouth.
    His tongue gently wrapped around hers after running along her teeth. He shifted so that his thick cock now rested on the heat between her legs, and he slowly sucked her tongue into his mouth.
    Kilana wrapped her hands in his hair, rubbing and tugging as fire flowed up and down her spine. Her stomach had that peculiar feeling, that ache of growing desire, and her whole body began to quiver in anticipation.
    She was about to get fucked good and proper with a vibrating dick, and those thoughts alone made her pussy spasm in delight.
    He pulled away after a moment of this and slid a hand down between their bodies.
    “I must prepare you,” he offered, sending his vibrating finger along her clit and the swollen lips of her labia. He pressed gently, and Kilana let out a small scream, her thighs trembling and her toes curling as she wrapped her legs around his hips. Her response was liquid as her lubricating fluids ran freely over his fingers, soaking his hand, his trailing tendrils of hair, and the sheets below.
    “Valan,” she groaned, closing her eyes against such intense pleasure.
    “So very wet,” he muttered against her lips as her hands trailed up his back to dig into his skin. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply as he gripped his cock and positioned himself at her opening.
    “Let me know if this hurts,” he whispered against her lips and began to very gently push inside.
    “Sweet Jesus!” Kilana gasped, her eyes popping open as the soft-hard meat of him began to spread her wide as he forged a way inside of her. First the rounded tip slid past her labia and entered her, sizzling her nerve endings with his taut, blunt heat.
    She moaned as his slim hips shifted between her legs and the first of his