Chapter 45: The attack.
“Who's my slave now?" Sloan asked as he grinned down at Octnavin.
The alien shook with his tongue pole sticking straight up from his mouth. Fat drops of fluid dripped down the sides. Even though Octnavin could toss Sloan off the bed, the alien stayed perfectly still other than his wild purring.
-I am all yours.- Octnavin whispered in Sloan's head.
So far, in the last three days, that was the most Sloan could get the ruler to admit. Again, Sloan sucked Octnavin's tongue, working the flesh in his mouth. He drew hard on the wet pole while the alien glided his tentacle between Sloan's ass cheeks. Sloan pulled off Octnavin's tongue right before he would have gushed.
-Not yet.- Sloan said to the alien in his mind. He smirked and leaned back.
Octnavin made a sound t
