Naima: A SciFi Alien Mail Order Bride Romance (TerraMates Book 7)

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breast and gave it an abrasive, hearty squeeze. I bit down on my tongue and curled my toes as his fingers clamped down on my puffy nipples. He leaned in close to me, watching my reaction as he jerked them back and twisted them. His lips opened as he watched me struggle to contain all my sounds and reactions. My glazed eyes looked straight ahead. Something told me he was genuinely enjoying my discomfort.
    He smacked an open hand against my left butt cheek. He gripped it so hard I imagined his fingertips disappearing into my flesh. I gasped at the sting, but made the mistake of lifting my eyes off the ground and taking a peek at him.
    "What the hell do you think you're looking at? Get down on your knees."
    I slunk back down to the ground. A coat of dirt from the cave floors covered my kneecaps. I found my mouth stretching open without prompting - I didn't want to get yelled at again. Laz laughed darkly as he began to remove his loincloth.
    "Good, good. It looks like someone's finally learning."
    My open lips began to tremble at the girth of his cock, but I didn't have time think about what I was doing. Before I knew it, I felt a hand grab my head by the hair. I felt him pulling me forward.
    His thick, veined muscle forced its way between my lips. I gagged and swirled my tongue around the pole pumping in and out of my mouth. His balls knocked against my chin as he rammed his cock into the constricting passage of my throat. I reached up to slow him down, wrapping my fist around the base of his erection.
    I didn't realize cock could taste this good.
    Moans floated out of me, sounding like a stranger's to my ears. Laz lifted one of his feet and pried open my legs so he could get a better view of me. He traced his toe against the stream trickling down my thighs.
    "You're enjoying this, aren't you? Why don't you come over here so I can take care of you."
    "Wait! Stop."
    I pulled away from him and started crawling off in the opposite direction. Laz grabbed me by the ankles and yanked me toward him. He overpowered me, sliding my thighs open and positioning my ass cheeks in midair.
    "Laz!"
    * * * *
    My body jolted awake. I scanned my surroundings with an intense, wide-eyed gaze. My heartbeat was racing through my body, and it only started to slow down when I began to make sense of everything around me.
    The cave walls glowed faintly from the emergency light stick. The only sound was the soft crackling of the dying fire next to me. I exhaled slowly and tossed the thin blanket off me as I sat up against the wall.
    I had been dreaming, but somehow I felt disappointed. I didn't want Laz to take me like that. Did I?
    As I tried to analyze my Freudian dream, my tired eyes fell to a pair of yellow objects on the ground to my right. I felt a pulse through my body as I scooped up the crudely made winoa pelt slippers from the ground. The insides were even lined with a soft insole for my sore feet. I wondered where Laz had found the new shoes.
    I looked at Laz's sleeping figure on the opposite side of the fizzling fire. He had one arm casually swung over his eyes. His mouth was slightly ajar in deep slumber. I fingered the furry yellow pelt of my slippers. What a thoughtful gift.
    Even though I was still exhausted, I couldn't go back to sleep.

Chapter 9
    LAZ
    "Let's go! We haven't got all day!"
    I needed to find a way to repair my communicator, and we were running out of daylight on Xylox. Either Gabriella was taking her sweet time or humans were naturally slower than Maztek. Either way, we were taking too long.
    "I'm doing the best I can over here," Gabriella grumbled sourly from behind me. "Maybe you could remember that my legs are half your size."
    "That's no excuse. Wyla's only four feet ten inches, and she outruns all my men. I thought Earth women liberated themselves and were men's equals."
    "Oh yeah? Well, good for her," Gabriella shot back, putting a hand on her chest. She paused. "I stand by what I said. If I'm slowing you down so much,

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