Bucked by the Alien – A Sci Fi Alien Romance Read Online Loki Renard

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 42861 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 214(@200wpm)___ 171(@250wpm)___ 143(@300wpm)
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“Gruff,” I say. “That’s not made for…. Oh my god!”

He is pressing forward inexorably, the particular flare of the head of his cock aiding his way into the tight space between my cheeks. I have never allowed anybody to fuck me there before. I don’t know if I am technically allowing him now, though I suppose he is not holding onto me anymore. I am the one spreading my legs. I am the one staying in place. I am the one being slowly stretched in an entirely new way by an alien who is trying his best not to debase me, as he says, but to teach me.

Gruff’s hands open my shirt and settle on my breasts. He cups them, thumbing my nipples as the head of his cock makes a quarter inch at a time invasion into the darkness of my body. This is filthy. This is wrong. This is hot.

I hear a whimper escaping my lips. I am wincing and squirming, struggling to take him there. He draws out and I moan briefly before groaning as he renews his efforts. He is fucking my ass, but it is not happening swiftly or easily. It is taking a lot of time, and every passing second is hotter, tighter, and more filled with sensation than the last. I buck and let out a cry of surprise when he pinches my clit, a bolt of sensation rushing from my genitals to my spine, to my mind, and then radiating out across my body. It takes me a shocked second to realize that I just came with his cock in my ass.

“You,” Gruff says. “Are an absolute little animal.”

His cock has yet to fully penetrate my ass, but the previous fucking has left my pussy creaming and the orgasm he just gave me is still making my nervous system sing. I feel a tingling in my fingers and toes as he draws slowly out of the tight hole.

“I try to punish you, and all you do is orgasm,” he says. “Is all your species so masochistic?”

“I don’t know,” I pant. I’m coming into a fuller awareness of how I actually feel. The build up to the orgasm masked a lot of those sensations. Now I feel the ache in my ass, and the ravaged tightness of my pussy, not to mention the stretch and sting of my tight anal hole. He has worked me over, and I do feel that punishment.

“Turn over,” he says.

“Why? What are you going to do?”

“Turn. Over.”

I do as I am told with no small amount of trepidation. I am so much more sensitive now that my orgasm has come and gone. If he keeps disciplining me, I might end up behaving myself — and that will not do.

I hear a cork pop, and then I feel a warm, slick, viscous liquid drizzling down the crack of my spanked ass. He’s lubing me up because he’s not done fucking my ass.

“The bucks in the wild will not use lubricant,” he says. “And they will not limit themselves to your pussy. They’ll take every hole you have, over and over, time and time again. They can mate over fifty times a day. We are bred by nature to be able to mate an entire group of females alone. Do you know what that means for you, Jem? It means one buck alone can use each of your holes a dozen times or more before he tires of fucking you.”

He demonstrates his point by sliding back into my ass, his big hands on my hot cheeks, spreading them wide to help his cock claim me properly. I am stuck on the bed, bent over like the bad girl he makes me feel, and I am being firmly fucked in the ass by this stern alien who is not going to let me get away with anything.

I find myself drooling against the coverlet, moaning and arching my back, taking my fucking because I have no choice but to be taken. The lubricant has made it so much easier for his cock to delve deep inside me, for his flesh to go all the way inside mine.

He pins me down by the back of the neck and he fucks me to his own climax, using me for his pleasure, putting me in the place I would be if I ran into a wild buck but with just a little extra care. The rutting finally makes the point he was trying to make all along, a point I didn’t need to be made intellectually, but feel very different about physically. I am the kind of weak that cannot help but be dominated when I cross a buck’s path. I knew that already. What I hadn’t really considered was how much of a kind gentleman Gruff has been to me up until this point. He could have fucked me all day, every day we’ve been together and never have tired of it. I could have been ravaged to a filthy dripping state multiple times a day. Part of me wishes he would treat me that way. I don’t have to be a person when I am his human fuck toy. I don’t have to strive for freedom and for vengeance if I am stuck like this, an accessory to his cock.



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