Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 82030 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82030 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
“God…Dr. Brandt, please!” she moaned.
At last, she couldn’t take it anymore. She collapsed onto her side, the suction cups still tugging, the toy still half inside her. Her whole body felt overloaded, and her vision blurred, gray creeping at the edges.
And then she knew no more.
20
BRANDT
Brandt stood frozen for a moment, staring at Alexandra sprawled weakly on the moss-padded table. Her breasts were still trapped in the suction cups, nectar dribbling sluggishly down the tubing. Her pussy trembled around the thick implement buried deep inside her. Her soft pink lips were parted and her breath was shallow. Her long lashes fluttering as though she was dreaming.
Poor little human…
His chest ached—he had pushed her too hard—had taken too much from her.
He carefully grasped the base of the alien device still buried in her pussy.
“Easy now,” he muttered under his breath, though she was far too far gone to hear him. Slowly, he began to withdraw it.
Lexi moaned softly, her hips giving a weak jerk, as the ridges dragged against her swollen inner walls. The curved appendage’s tendrils released her clit with a wet, sucking sound, and at last the bulbous head slid free of her body with an obscene wet noise.
Brandt’s jaw tightened. Her slickness coated the implement, nectar and arousal mingled together. He set it aside, then glanced down at her exposed pussy.
Gods. She was red and puffy, her inner lips glistening, her little hole still twitching from aftershocks. The sight made his cock pulse painfully—but it also made guilt spear through him.
I pushed her too far. She wasn’t ready for this. I should have slowed down. She trusted me to take care of her, and I treated her like a specimen instead of a person.
He brushed his knuckles lightly down the curve of her thigh, trying to soothe his conscience, but her soft moan at even that small touch only twisted his heart further.
“She’ll be all right,” Dr. TOo-loo said, stepping closer, his tone calm. “This is to be expected. A first full milking is hard on a female’s system.”
Brandt looked up sharply.
“She fainted. That seems far from ‘expected.’”
Dr. Too-loo waved one long purple hand.
“The Bacillus Aurum is establishing itself—it takes its toll.”
“There is a care room where you can help her recover,” T’linga offered.
“Yes, take her to the care room.” Dr. TOo-loo urged. “She needs rest, and she needs care. And perhaps…” His voice dropped, his second set of eyes narrowing. “She may soon need nourishment from you.”
Brandt frowned.
“What do you mean, nourishment?”
The Terian’s smile was faint but knowing.
“It is quite common. After a milking, a female often craves her master’s seed. It is not simple desire—it is biological. The Bacillus drives the need. Do not be shocked if she begs to take you in her mouth.”
Brandt’s entire body went rigid as guilt stabbed him.
“No. That would be impossible. I cannot allow—”
“It is medically necessary,” Dr. Too-loo said firmly, interrupting. “Seed contains nutrients that help stabilize her system. Without it, she will struggle to balance. The Bacillus is demanding only what her body requires.”
T’linga giggled from her place at his side, her lavender cheeks flushing dark purple.
“Oh, it’s true. After a milking, sometimes I feel it so strongly I can’t stop myself. My mouth waters for Dr. TOo-loo—I just need him. I kneel between his thighs and suck his cock until I’ve swallowed every drop. Sometimes twice.”
“She does.” Dr. TOo-loo nodded.
T’linga’s upper eyes blinked shyly while her lower eyes gleamed with mischief.
“I take him deep—so deep my throat stretches around him,” she confessed. “I lick and suck until he groans…until he spills hot and thick down my throat. And even then, I keep going, milking him with my mouth until my belly is heavy with his seed.” She licked her lips, her four eyes shining. “Only then does the ache ease. Only then do I feel full.”
Dr. Too-loo chuckled indulgently, one purple hand caressing her shoulder.
“And she is very skilled at it, my Prime Milker. Sometimes she wakes me in the night, hungry for me, sliding her lips down my cock until I spill into her eager mouth. She swallows me greedily, humming with pleasure while I empty myself into her. The Bacillus makes her insatiable.”
T’linga gave him an adoring look and giggled again.
“I just love the taste of him. Salty and strong, but sweet at the end. I suck him until he can’t give me anymore, until I’ve drained him completely.”
Dr. TOo-loo laughed, clearly pleased.
“Yes, she has nearly sucked me senseless more than once. And yet, it feels glorious. Her mouth so warm and tight…her tongue worshiping me while she gulps down my seed. There is no better treatment for a female depleted from milking. It is both pleasurable and effective.”
Brandt’s gut twisted, heat surging low in his belly. He couldn’t help imagining Alexandra on her knees before him, her lips wrapped around his cock, her throat swallowing him down greedily the way T’linga described. He pictured her green eyes half-lidded with pleasure as she took him deep, her soft moans vibrating along his shaft as she sucked him until he spilled…