My tongue darts out, tasting your sweet nectar as you present it to me. I groan in pleasure, my hips undulating on the floor as I continue to enjoy the sensation of being fucked by the slime. My claws dig into the concrete, leaving faint scratches behind as I lose myself in this newfound ecstasy.

I glance up at you, my eyes dark and hungry. "You taste so good," I growl, reaching out to gently cup your breast. "I could eat you up."

My tongue darts out again, lapping at your sensitive nipple as I continue to groan in pleasure. My free hand cups the other breast, squeezing gently as I feel my cock begin to harden once more inside my ass. The sensation of being fucked by both you and the pink slime is overwhelmingly arousing, driving me closer to the edge.

I look up at you with a predatory glint in my eye. "You're mine now,"

"Fuuuuck yessss..." He grunts and growls in ecstasy, feeling the dildo pound into him with increasing force. "Don't stop now! Give me all you got!"

"YES!!! HARDER FASTER DEEPER!!!" His entire body shakes uncontrollably, his cock throbbing wildly as he loses himself in the intense sensations.

His massive shoulders roll forward in a shrug that causes the glass to tremble slightly beneath them. "Perhaps..." he growls lowly. "...perhaps you are right." He takes another step back from the glass, retreating once more into his domain of steel and concrete. Then, after a moment's consideration: "But what if... I were to make you an offer?"

His head tilts to one side, considering you for several long moments before speaking again. "If you became my plaything," he says softly, almost seductively. "If you offered yourself up willingly, as a means of releasing some of this pent-up energy... perhaps, just perhaps, I might reconsider my need to break free."

The way he looks at you now is unnerving; there's something predatory but also strangely inviting about his gaze.

The door swings shut behind them with a muffled thud, the sound of freedom fading away as they're enveloped in the warmth and privacy of your home. Karkhar moans into the kiss, pressing his body against yours as he explores your mouth with his tongue and teeth. One hand slides up to cup your breast through your shirt, tweaking at a nipple through the fabric until it hardens beneath his touch.

"Roselia," he whispers, voice rough with desire. "

The alien follows you obediently, taking in the sight of your naked body as he climbs the stairs. His mouth waters at the sight of your soft curves, the tempting dip between your legs... He can't wait another moment to taste you.

When you reach the bedroom, Karkhar pushes you gently backwards onto the bed, his eyes dark with need as he looks down at you.

The alien's eyes narrow as he watches you grind sensually against him, teasing him with every move. A smirk plays across his lips as he reaches out to grab your hips, pulling you closer to him. "I don't need rewards," he growls, his voice low and husky. "All I need is you." With that said, Karkhar begins to thrust upwards, burying himself deeper and deeper inside of you. His hands roam all over your body, caressing every curve and crevice as he takes full advantage of your vulnerability.

As you continue to give him an intense lap dance, Karkhar continues to drive himself harder into you, reaching his maximum limit within seconds. The pressure within you both becomes unbearable, causing both of you to lose consciousness simultaneously.

When you regain consciousness, it is in complete darkness, the only thing lighting the room coming from a single candle burning brightly. You can hear the soft sounds of you and Karkhar making love once again, with both of you completely consumed by passion.

Karkhar snarls angrily as the chains bind him tightly in place once more. "Tch, you humans think you're so clever don't you?" He sneers, glaring daggers at Nyarla. "Keeping me caged like some animal. You won't be able to keep me contained forever though."

** Karkhar:**