First Intergalactic Emperor: Starting With The Ancient Goddess

Once they caught their breath, he flipped her over onto the edge of the bed. He stood on the floor, grabbing her ankles and pulling her toward him until her legs were draped over his shoulders. He didn’t waste time, shoving back inside her with a long, heavy stroke that stretched her wide.

The new position let him see everything—the way her breasts bounced with every hit and the way her eyes rolled back into her head. He fucked her fast and hard, his hands locking around her calves to keep her pinned while he hammered into her.

Arlen was a mess of moans and broken sentences, her hands reaching out for anything to hold onto. She came again in a frantic, pulsing rush, her pussy walls clamping down on him until he followed her over the edge, filling her up one more time.

He pulled out and sat back on the edge of the bed, his legs spread and his back against the headboard, watching Arlen through the messy hair falling over her face. He didn’t say anything at first, just reached out and nudged her chin, guiding her down between his knees.

”Since it’s your first time for everything, you might as well learn this right?” he asked with a chuckle.

Arlen swallowed hard, looking at him with wide, curious eyes before she lowered her head. He didn’t let her just fumble around; he wrapped his fingers into her hair, not to be rough, but to guide her, teaching her how to use her lips and tongue without catching his skin with her teeth.

He had her take him deep, his thumb pressing against her cheek to keep her jaw relaxed while she sucked on him. The sound of her swallowing and the wet, repeated slide of his cock in her mouth filled the room.

She pulled back for a second, catching her breath, a thin strand of spit connecting her lip to his tip before it broke. She looked up at him, her face flushed and her eyes unfocused.

”How the hell do you know so much about this shit?” she whispered, her voice curious. ”I mean, you fuck like... I don’t even know, and you’re teaching me this like it’s a goddamn manual. How many girls have you been with to get this good?”

Xavier let out a short, dry laugh, his hand still resting in her hair. ”I don’t keep a tally. But I’ll tell you this—I once fucked a girl I didn’t even like, just because I had no other choice. After that, I decided it was a waste of time. Now, I only bother with the ones I actually want, the ones I find particularly attractive and shit.”

Arlen’s face went even redder, a small, teasing smirk tugging at the corners of her mouth despite how breathless she was. ”Oh, is that right? So, does that mean you find me attractive, Xavier? Or am I just a convenient way to kill some time?”

He looked down at her, his gaze landing on the ruined side of his face before locking back onto her eyes. ”That depends on how well you please me and how you perform in this bed, Arlen. You want the compliment, you gotta earn it.”

She didn’t wait for another word. She leaned back in, her hands gripping his thighs as she took his dick back into her mouth. She used everything he’d just taught her, sucking him deeper, her tongue swirling around the head while she watched him react. Xavier’s jaw tightened, his fingers clenching in her hair as he felt his control finally snapping.

”That’s it... right there,” he growled, his hips bucking forward as he hit the limit. He didn’t pull out; he held her head steady and came deep in her throat, filling her mouth until she had to swallow just to keep up. He didn’t let go until he was empty, while she looked up at him, messy and satisfied.

Xavier let out a harsh breath, his hand finally relaxing its grip on the back of her head as he sat back against the headboard. Arlen wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, looking a bit dazed but wearing a smirk that said she knew she’d passed his little test.

He reached for a discarded towel on the floor, using the fabric to roughly clean the mess from his skin and hers without making a big production out of it. It was quick and unpolished, just two people getting the stickiness off before the next round.

”You’re not done yet, are you?” he muttered, seeing the way she was still watching him, her face flushed and her eyes unfocused.

”Not even close,” she replied as she crawled up his body, her skin sliding against his and her boobs rubbing on his chest.

He grabbed her waist and hauled her up, setting her down on his lap so she was facing him, her legs wrapped tight around his back.

This was different—eye to eye, no place for her to hide her expression while he looked at her with that damaged, honest face. He lined himself up and sank into her, the entry a blunt, long stretch that had her gasping against his neck.

Her pussy walls clamped down on him instantly, slick and pulsing, as she adjusted to the weight of him filling her up again.

”Fuck, Xavier...” she hissed, her fingers digging into the muscle of his back.

He didn’t waste time with a slow start. He gripped her ass and began to bounce her on his lap, his thrusts hitting deep and hard as he fucked her.

Arlen threw her head back, her breasts bouncing with every thrust, her moans turning into broken sounds as she chased the pleasure he was giving her.

He didn’t do the slow, romantic thing; he just hammered into her, his hips meeting hers with a wet, blunt impact that made the bed frame knock against the wall.

Arlen wasn’t just taking it; she was pushing back, her heels digging into the mattress behind him to get more leverage, her breasts bouncing with every hit. She looked at him, her eyes unfocused and blown wide, her lips parted as she made these loud and honest moans that had nothing to do with being polite.

He grabbed her ass and tilted her, finding an angle that hit the center of her until she was sobbing his name.

When she finally broke, her whole body went into orgasm, her pussy squeezing him uncontrollably. Xavier didn’t hold back, driving into her one last time as he finished, his face buried in the crook of her neck while his heart tried to kick its way out of his ribs. They stayed like that for a long time, just two people tangled in a mess of sweat and ruined sheets.