Ranrok part 4 (end)

RANROK

I clutch her to my chest, fearing she will disappear like she does in my dreams. I last saw her when I snuck into the city and peeked through a window. Staying away had been impossible. She was supposed to forget me and move on with her life.

But she’s here. And my cocks will no longer be denied.

I fill my hands with her ass as I kiss her, lifting her off the ground and digging my fingers into the fat. Loving how she’s not muscular like I am. How she’s soft and supple. Made to be bent over in this forest and take my blows as I pound into her.

She shouldn’t have come because now I will devour her until there’s nothing left. Until not even her archeologist friends can find her bones.

She kisses me back with as much ferocity, like she wants to tear me apart. And I might just let her.

Slowly, I lower her to the ground and pull at her clothes. The fucking clothes that have teased me over the past months. She has no idea what it’s like watching her sit on her bed in only a shirt, her legs revealed but angled to cover her sex.

I want to scold her, to tell her all of these things, but there is no time. I must fill my mouth with her cunt first.

Her belly pants as she lays bare before me. Her red hair is spread around her, like flames. I want to spread that fire further, south, so her cunt pulses in heat and her legs kick out.

I lock my lips on one of her breasts, sucking and licking, filling my mouth with the soft globe. Her nipple is tight, and the filthy, forbidden thought of these breasts being fuller with milk flashes in my mind. I want that. I want her belly heavy with my child and her breasts leaking.

She shifts her hips under me, buckling as she moans.

I dive south, circling her belly button before reaching her sex. I spread her open with my thumbs, unfolding her like a flower. She gasps and presses her thighs against my head, hiding from me. I only smirk. This female does not realize that not even another portal to Zolan could separate me from her body. I will map it with my tongue if it's the last thing I do.

With her thighs locked around my head, I lap at her cunt. Circling her entrance for the wetness I’ve dreamt of. It’s sweeter than any Amazon fruit. Soft and wet, addicting. I can’t stop myself. A spirit takes over as I lick every crook and cranny, explore every slip of pink flesh. I’m glad I shaved my stubble earlier, as it allows me to rub my face into her–my mouth, my cheeks. I am a depraved, diabolical man.

I reach up to grab one of her breasts, fondling it as my tongue is frantic to make her moan louder. Her thighs squeeze my head tighter and I’m running out of air, but I relent. I lap and suck, learning what parts of her sex light her up.

Then, when she shouts out to the canopy and comes on my tongue, I keep sucking until she releases her hold and cries out my name. My mouth will give her some mercy now. But my cocks will not be as considerate. They are raging hard, aching behind the short pants I wear.

I sit up to pull them down my thighs, and I hear a small cry from her.

“What?” I ask, my voice deeper than usual.

“You have two!” she gulps.

“Don’t worry. I will only use one on you tonight.”

She bites her lip as she stares. Then, slowly, she sits up and cups my upper cock. She squeezes gently, tracing my veins with a small finger. And staying still is the hardest thing I’ve ever done.

She dips her head and whispers, “okay.”

She’s so gentle and innocent. Everything that I’m not.

I descend on her again, gripping her hips and twisting us so I’m laying on the ground. I perch her atop me, giving her control.

She’s careful as she picks up my cock and aligns us. After much wiggling, I’m a tortured man. I realize this will be the hardest part of the night, but I will be patient. She deserves that much.

My cocks remain hard even as she takes her time trying to work me inside. I think the stimulation of our sexes touching might be enough to make me come. I bite hard on my lip, adding pain to dull the pleasure.

Focus, Ranrok. Focus!

She works the first inch inside, moving herself up and down, and my eyes shut. Sweet Zolan. She is incredibly tight. Designed to suffocate my cock and the rest of me.

Soon, she works a careful rhythm, bobbing up and down. My thumb finds her sensitive button, and I rub her there. She moans and throws her head back, becoming more reckless. Watching her fucking herself on my cock is a sight that will burn into my memory. She’s fucking stunning. Breasts bobbing, sweat beading her temples, knees in the soil, her wet lips on my thumb and my cock disappearing inside her.

I sit up, sucking a nipple into my mouth to enjoy her bobbing breasts. My cock is pulsing inside her–a threat that I’m about to meet my end. I’ve masturbated all over this forest, splattering on the leaves as I thought of her. But something dangerous is building in my balls. This time, I might roar loud enough to bring down the trees that surround us.

The smell of wet soil and hot, wet, sex fills the air. It’s an addicting, filthy scent I wish I could eat like I did her cunt.

She reaches back to cup my second cock, pumping it as I hiss. “No, don’t–”

I grab her hips and heave her up right as both my erect cocks explode, splattering on her sex until the white seed drips from her lips.

I pant, looking at her deliriously as I fight the enraged state. Power thrums through my veins, but I must calm down.

She’s smiling, licking her lips. I kiss her and hug her tight. Covering her nudity with my body.

She lays atop me for the next hour, basking in the peace. We don’t speak. I don’t want to, because I fear we will say goodbye to each other again.

“Ranrok?” she says after some time.

“Yes?”

“I want to stay.”

I tense. Staying here with me in the rainforest is unspeakable. There is no plumbing, healers or conveniences here. No family or friends. I could never ask her to give up her world, because I know the toll it takes on you after I left Zolan.

“Nonsense. You belong among your people.”

“I will keep coming back. Again and again until I find you. It’s my choice to be here.”

I hear her belly growl, and I sigh. “You are hungry. I need to feed you and–”

“Don’t avoid the issue, Ranrok. I’m not leaving.”

What the fuck am I supposed to do? Abandon her? She is bold enough to keep looking for me, and what if she doesn’t find me? What if she’s attacked by a wild animal or lost and hurt?

“You can’t force yourself on me,” I growl.

“Like you have as you snuck around and peeped on me?” she counters.

I purse my lips, hugging her tight although I’m telling her that I want her to go.

“I can’t give you a quality of life out here. Don’t you see that?”

“And when did I ask for anything other than your love?”

I sigh, pressing a kiss onto her temple. She tastes salty, sweaty after our frantic fucking. And yet I can’t pull my lips away. I kiss her again and again.

“And when you get bored?” I ask. “There is not much to do out here but explore.”

“Then I’ll hop on your cock.”

I slap her ass. “Bad human.”

She chuckles. “I will go home to settle my business. I will leave the university and talk to my friends and family. Make up an excuse for my absence. I will bring things I need, and that will be all. We will explore together. Take it one day at a time.”

“Do you know how insane you sound?” I ask.

“Do you know how insane I would sound if I told everyone I know that I met a red alien in the Amazon and had sex in the wilderness?”

She loves replying to my questions with her own question.

“You will sleep on this,” I order. “Maybe you haven’t thought clearly. What you’re asking me will change both of our lives together.”

She nods. “I will sleep on it.”

We embrace, and she rests her head on my shoulder. “So, alien man. Tell me more about your home. Are all the men there this charming?”

I blow a breath as I think of Zolan. Where do I even begin? There is so much to say. An entire planet to explore.

“Well, I’ll have you know I was a fearsome gladiador.”

She rolls her eyes. “Yeah right.”

“I’m telling the truth!”

I dive into one of my many stories, and she listens closely. It’s odd, hearing my voice resonate through the forest, and hearing her replies. I am so used to the silence. To only ruffling leaves and creaking animals.

But she is here. This is my reality now, and it has never been more amazing.

I’m grateful to have met Dee and Vadnar, because that journey led me here. To my treasure.

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