A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

The love in his eyes was so evident I reached for him.

“Make love to me,” I requested as I pulling him closer

His face was questioning as he knelt in front of me. “Explain ‘make love’ to me,” he requested. “This phrase is not from our Language. The words we understand, but not the combination.”

I smiled at his curiosity and cupped his face. This was probably going to be one of those times, but I’d try to explain.

“Sex between us is about physical pleasure,” I said kissing the corner of his mouth. “Making love is about emotional pleasure. It means using sex to show I care about you and you care about me.”

Christof accepted the loving kisses across his lips and cheeks. It was evident he was thinking about what I’d said.

not care for us,” Kein finally said from the side

ran my fingers along Christof’s jaw and down his neck. I touched his chest and stomach lightly, teasing

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Christof. “I worry about your happiness. When you are not with me, I think of you and

at his ears. A low groan sounded in his throat as his hands pulled me closer. Continuing to suck at his neck I smiled to myself. He wasn’t fighting the idea anymore. A quick glance around the room proved no one was fighting the

around Christof’s staff. I pumped him slowly enjoying the silky feel of him against my palm. This earned another low sound from my chosen

softly pulling me until I curled against

eyes and found

love’,” he said simply

over his grinning face I kissed him softly. The kiss gained momentum quickly. The tangle of tongues continued as his

me,” he ordered pulling my hips

bottom was what the