Mission: Planet Biter (Veslor Mates #4)(45)

“Vera,” he groaned. “You need to stop or I’ll take you again.”

“Newsflash, sexy. That’s only going to encourage me. You rocked my world twice and put me in a sex coma, from how good it was between us. I’m all for a repeat. Only this time, you’re not going to devastate me with your mouth. It’s my turn to make you come first.”

She stroked him from the head of his cock, down the shaft to the base. That’s when she felt something odd where his balls should be. If he had them. She figured he probably did, since his body looked so human like. She leaned closer, trying to get a better look as he spread his thighs a bit.

“My yunce.” He breathed faster, his voice coming out in a rasp. “Your males don’t have those.”

She released his shaft with one hand and explored it. It felt like ribbed skin, covered in the same fluid-like lube. She ran her fingertip over it as it seemed to expand, pressing upward toward his shaft. It wasn’t a second cock after all. Just a curved protrusion.

Roth suddenly gripped her wrist. “I’m extremely sensitive, if you feel under it.”

“Under it?” She turned her head, meeting his gaze.

“It protects my seed sack.”

She bit her lip, her mind attempting to translate that. “You mean your balls?”

“We have one seed sack. Not two, as I’ve been told your males do. My yunce protects it, surrounds it. When our rods grow, the yunce opens to allow our sack to swell with seed.”

“I’ll be very gentle,” she promised, curious as hell.

Roth released her wrist.

Vera gently slid her fingers over the ribbed, curved yunce, and she found that Roth did indeed have a large ball. It felt hot; there wasn’t any velvety fur over the rounded bulge, but baby-soft skin. Her fingertips came up against another shell on the underside. It kind of reminded her of a clam shell on earth, though not as hard. Both sides were shaped a bit like the walls of a shell, probably to curve around his ball. It fascinated her.

“Does it completely close around your ball when you’re not turned on?”

“Yes. It is vital to protect my seed sack.”

“That is so cool.” She gently caressed his nut. It did seem to be swelling larger, expanding to balloon out past the protective ridged shell.

Roth gripped her wrist again and pulled her hand away. “It is too sensitive to play with. It hurts when touched too much.”

“I’m sorry.” She wrapped her fingers around his shaft with both hands again and stroked him. His cock grew stiffer. Every ridge or vein she felt seemed to become more pronounced. She loved everything about the feel of him.

Roth’s hips rocked a little, and it drew her attention to his stomach. The muscles there were tense, outlined against his skin. He had at least a twelve pack, as far as abs went. Just the sight of him made her wet as she kept stroking him, watching his body respond to her touch.

When he started to rumble deeper, making an almost purring noise, she became so turned on that she ached between her legs.

“Can I ride you?”

Roth reached for her, his big hands gripping her waist. He sat up fast enough that she lost her grip on his cock. He pulled her up to her knees, then got on his own.

“I will do the riding. Turn around. Get on your hands and knees now.”

She scrambled to do his bidding.

“Closer to the wall. Brace a hand against it.”

She used the bedding to wipe down her hands as she crawled up the bed. Her hands had gotten very slippery. Roth made his own lube, a lot of it seeping from the top of his cock as she’d stroked him.

Vera flattened one hand on the wall and bent, spreading her thighs.

Roth came up behind her, spread his legs on the outside of her legs, and bent over her slightly. His hand splayed against the wall above hers. She opened her mouth to ask him what he wanted next, but she didn’t get the chance.

He curved around her, his cock pressing against her pussy, and then he entered her.

This time he didn’t go slow, but instead drove in deep with one steady thrust.

A moan tore from Vera. She frantically grabbed at the top bar of the headboard to gain leverage as she pushed back. Roth’s free hand gripped her hip, and he started to fuck her. He drove in deeper, his yunce snuggly pressing against her clit. Before long, he was pounding into her, fast and deep.

“Oh fuck,” she moaned. “Yes! Oh god, Roth. Don’t stop!”



Roth closed his eyes, trying to stay in control. He didn’t want to be too aggressive with Vera. He kept one hand braced on the wall to steady his balance on his knees, his other hand holding onto Vera to keep her in place under him, as he brought them both to ultimate satisfaction.

He now understood why two of his males had mated to humans.

The feel of Vera under him as he took her body felt better than anything he’d ever experienced. Her inner muscles clenched tightly around his rod, and she cried out as he brought her to release. His own followed swiftly, his seed shooting inside her. He threw his head back and drove into her deep, stilling his hips as he sealed his lips to avoid roaring from the intensity.

Gnaw had once told his grouping that copulating with humans was completely different from doing so with their own females. Raw. More intense.

He’d never truly understood what the male meant until he’d gotten inside Vera.