of pleasure running up her spine every time they shifted even a little.
Then he began to move, rocking into her slowly but picking up speed, clearly in no mood to take it easy tonight. It was soon impossible for Erena to hold in her voice as he drove into her, hard and fast, leaving her crying out with every strike, shaking as he reached around to rub her clit at the same time.
With the dual stimulation she felt herself tightening around him in orgasm in no time, her vision blurring as a wave of pleasure crashed over her.
But Shang didn't stop, breeding her like an animal as he rode her towards another orgasm, and another. He reached down to grab her hair, the tug as he used it to pull her back into his thrusts only adding a sharp edge to the pleasure she was feeling.
His punishing thrusts filled the hotel room with the sound of skin hitting skin and Erena's needy, whimpering cries, moaning his name among a string of curses every time she reached another dizzying, overwhelming orgasm, over sensitized and weak with pleasure.
At last he grabbed her and turned her onto her back. She could feel him throbbing inside her as he dragged her closer, and she gave a surprised yelp as she felt his teeth at her throat, biting down harder than she'd anticipated.
The sudden, frightened thrill pushed her over the edge again, and as she tightened around him in a final fireworks display of ecstasy, she felt him bury himself as deeply within her as he could, finishing within her. She felt warmth spreading within her, leaving her dizzy and lightheaded with delight. He released her throat, that rumbling purr leaving him again as he nuzzled her chin, then kissed her deeply.
Something about that kiss was different, Erena thought, struggling to hold on with how scattered she felt. There was something almost longing in it. It made her heart ache somehow, and also made her certain she didn't want this to be the only time he took her tonight.
Chapter Ten
A few rounds later, Erena stumbled to the bathroom to take a second shower. Glimpsing herself in the mirror, she paused in surprise. She was covered in kiss marks. He'd left them everywhere. And an obvious bite mark on her throat. That was going to take a few days to fade.
She blushed in embarrassment, covering it with her hand. But somehow, the sight of it stirred warmth in her belly again. The idea of being marked by him, of being claimed by him so entirely, made her skin tingle with desire.
She liked it, the thought of belonging to him. Thinking of it so frankly made her blush darken and she hurried to shake those thoughts off.
It wasn't like that. They had fun together, that was all. He wasn't even human. But she had to wonder as she climbed into the shower about her future out here. She might be traveling with him for a long time. She didn't have anyone else, or any money or even an ID that would work in this star system.
If they even used IDs. She would have to depend on him for a while at least. Ultimately, she still wanted to get back to Earth. But she didn't have the resources to do that from here. She didn't even know where she was in relation to earth. The ship that picked them up could have taken them light years off course.
What if getting back just proved to be impossible? Would he want to stay with her, or would he leave her alone once she could manage by herself? And which option sounded better to her? She couldn't decide.
As she came out of the bathroom, she saw Shang standing outside on the balcony, something like a cigarette between his fingers, looking out over the city. He'd left clothes out for her on the bed. More of the black material. She'd seen aliens wearing other colors and fabrics.
Did he just get this because it was cheap and easy? She suddenly had a feeling it was probably the kind of thing sold in vending machines around here.
She pulled it on anyway, turning it into a loose, comfortable dress for sleeping in. She went to join him on the balcony, the
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