Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 51003 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 255(@200wpm)___ 204(@250wpm)___ 170(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 51003 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 255(@200wpm)___ 204(@250wpm)___ 170(@300wpm)
We were naughty in bed and had fun ideas, so the aliens wanted to come hang out.
Yep, sounded about right and better than the overly logical garbage the news had always peddled.
No one came to Earth to live because we had the best oceans in the universe or because we had Walmart and it would be easy to resettle.
“Significant bonus content.” Shifting me around as he sat down on his bed, he draped me across his lap and started slowly caressing over me. “If I am understanding the humor correctly, you would be bonus content that we would enthusiastically sign up for a newsletter to access.”
So he’d be willing to get all the junk mail in the world to play with me?
He saw it as a commitment and wasn’t just going to flit around with his bonus content and leave?
Mates, huh?
“I’m glad I’m that serious for you, Sir.” I knew I was right about a few assumptions that were bouncing around in my head when he nodded and gave me his proud parent smile. “We’re not going to rush through reading your bonus story, though.”
The happy sound he made sent a shiver through me and somehow my dick managed to get even harder. But that might’ve been because Saint was stroking all around it without actually touching my bulge. “I promise to take my time and enjoy my story thoroughly.”
Tentacles rippled around me and the ones on my head even moved the little nubby things so he was massaging my scalp. It turned my whole body into mush and he took that as permission to start easing under my clothes and shifting them around. “I will caress every page and take in every word.”
One smaller limb pinched my nipple, and I didn’t even try to hold back the gasp that escaped. I knew he could feel what he was doing to me, so I gave him the sounds too. “Every word, my human.”
Because he liked them…a lot.
Every moan he got from me seemed to send something pleasurable through him. It might not have been sexual pleasure like he was giving me, but it was doing something good to him.
And pleasing him just made me feel even more incredible.
I’d made my Dom happy.
“Your pleasure is remarkable.” Larger limbs tightened around me, pinning me to him and slowly making me immobile. “Let us see how we can increase your sensations.”
Nubs plucked over me, caressing everywhere from my head to my toes.
When had I lost my shoes?
He had way too many limbs for me to keep track of what all of them were doing. It seemed to make my brain treat most of them like sexy background noise until they did something to focus all my attention on it.
Like when they decided that my shirt was completely unnecessary.
“Humans spend too much time clothed.” Studying my chest as he rolled me around to take off my shirt, he made a pleased sound as I snickered at the roller-coaster-like movement. “Bare skin provides information and allows me to give you additional stimuli.”
Because having his nubs ripple over me was like the craziest massage ever…and definitely one that would have a happy ending.
There wasn’t anything I had to respond to with words, so I just relaxed and moaned as he caressed over me. As careful as he was being of me, I didn’t mind letting him explore as his information went from theoretical to practical.
If he couldn’t learn from his mate, who could he learn from?
And it was kind of hot in an unexpected way.
He just got so fucking pleased with himself when he figured out the best way to tweak my nipples or when he discovered how sensitive the top of my ass was. “Humans have so many enjoyable nerve endings. Your species is so wonderfully designed.”
There was probably a humans are always horny joke in there somewhere, but he kept chasing away every thought.
And he was so excited about it that it never felt like a bad thing.
Limbs rippled again as my pants started sliding lower but Saint didn’t rush to get the rest of my fun parts bared for him. “You will remember the safewords, my Colby. They must be used if I do not pick up on your reaction first.”
Worry and panic would create physical reactions.
Okay, made sense he’d notice those early…maybe before I realized what was happening. The only time I’d ever had a bad reaction in a scene, it’d kind of snuck up on me even though looking back I should’ve noticed the signs.
Saint would notice the signs.
But he wasn’t a dickhead who liked pushing boundaries, so I wasn’t worried.
It was nice having a Dom who understood what it meant to actually be in control and how important that role was.
“I remember, Sir.” And I was going to remember the first time his tentacles wrapped around my dick, too. “That’s… Fuck…”