When Anna begins having nightmares of alien tentacles she finds herself sleepless, night after night. Little does she know she is being observed on an alien spaceship, by someone who wants to take her so completely she’ll never want to leave…
Disclaimer: This 7300 word erotica contains steamy showers, complete tentacle penetration and lustful alien sex.
Anna looked into his eyes and leaned closer. She saw the man tremble before her and a shiver of pleasure ran up her back. For the first time she felt...interest. More than that. Complete lust. She wondered if this was what it was like with other people when they met someone they were attracted to.
Powerful electricity coursed through her veins, as if she suddenly gained the ability to do anything at all. She felt a sense of power over the man who stood in front of her, the man who transported them to a rainforest with a click of his fingers, who changed his body at will.
She imagined herself even a year ago, sitting home alone with nothing but lukewarm leftovers and reruns to keep her company. She thought of her boring desk job and the men who filtered in and out of her life without more than a glance. She didn't even remember any of their faces. And in that moment she knew she had made up her mind.
What else did her life have for her? She moved closer to Garth, reveling in the soft touch of his sweater. She moved her hands down his chest. His breath quickened more, but he did not move. He remained perfectly still, like a great predator waiting for the opportune moment to strike. She looked up at him, her eyes wide and lips apart.
"**** me," she said.
Garth's nostrils flared and then he was on her, nuzzling at her throat, his hands caressing down her body. He cupped her ass and squeezed, eliciting a gasp from Anna. His touch was familiar and erotic. She closed her eyes and leaned back, letting her dark hair fall in a rich cascade behind her. Garth bit delicately at her exposed neck and chest before unzipping her dress and sensually removing the straps. The blue sequined fabric shimmered in the overhead lighting as it fell from her body.
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Published November 17, 2012
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.