Dahlia - Birth of an A.I. Ch. 06

I crawled up onto the bed and between her legs, while we started into one another's eyes. I was rocked by the look of lust, desire, and need on her face, she wanted a baby as badly as I did, and my cock twitched powerfully as I leaned down and claimed her lips.

Her hot silky body rocked slightly below mine, her sex was a waiting and moist furnace.

I groaned, as she reached down and lined me up, teased my cockhead up and down her moist labia before setting it against her flowered entrance.

I gasped, as I pushed my tip into her satiny heaven, exactly where it belonged.

She returned my gasp, and tightened around me and convulsed, as I started to stroke my way into her body. Her eyes and body were soft, accepting, loving, and yielded to my hard cock's insistent entrance. She blew my fucking mind, the desire and pleasure mixed on her face, and the loving surrender in her eyes as she gave herself to me.

There was no doubt, just love, lust, and need. The need to be owned, taken, impregnated, and most of all cherished. All of those things, but my sweet alien lover most of all, wanted to be loved and cherished, as she was taken firmly.

She'd done it many times before, surrendered her body, her love, her heart and soul, but never with such intentions. She longed for my child, and it showed in every loving gasp, and wild breath, as she wrapped her legs around me and started to counter-thrust and roll her hips, as she took me into her bliss until our bodies inexorably met and fully joined.

"You feel so good around me."

She bit her lip, and said sultrily, "And you in me, stretching me. Fuck, you're so big," she accused in wonder and pleasure.

I returned the accusation, "You're so fucking tight."

She giggled, and then squeezed around me.

I ran my hands over her, and I teased her body as she got used to me, teasing her breasts, gripping her thighs and waist, and caressing her stomach, and lower to tease her clit. I couldn't get enough of her. Then I grinned, and ran my hands back down her legs, grabbed them and pulled them up over my shoulder.

Then I leaned forward, practically bending her in half as I pinned her legs under my bulk, and my hands snaked out and gripped her wrists and held them firmly against the bed.

She had almost no leverage at all, could barely move, and she was completely helpless pinned under my body.

Her eyes widened, and she just... melted. She stared up at me with perfect trust, along with a wicked enjoyment and deep wanton desire. She loved to be dominated, physically manhandled by me, as long as she was cherished. She loved to give it all to me, to submit, and just trust, to feel helpless beneath me, but never ever degraded. Asha's kink to be helpless and physically subdued went hand in hand with her deep need to be loved and cherished.

It also worked for me too, completely. It brought up a deep need to cherish her, as well as ravish her without mercy and at my will. Which, really worked all around, for both of us.

"I love and adore you, Asha, my love, my alien goddess. I'm going to give you a baby."

I twitched powerfully inside of her, so much so that she gasped in pleasure, and then I started to saw in and out of her, impaling her just a little deeper each time. Bent in half I was able to get inside of her as deeply as possible, and it wasn't long until I was long-stroking her, the full length of my eight inches. The sweet friction of her hot, wet, and tightly hugging channel sent euphoria through my body.

The sounds of our bodies slamming together, the wet sounds of suction, and the sweet sounds of her gasps and pleasure filled noises drove me to greater efforts.

She was so fucking sexy, and even without any leverage at all she tightened, ground slightly and otherwise did amazing things to make it better for both of us. She was breathless, and her eyes begged me for my seed, to plant a new life inside of her womb. She was mesmerizing, intoxicating, and absolutely breathtaking.

I didn't think I was going to last long, she was too sexy, too perfect, and too wild. Add in her scent, the sweet sounds of pleasure that fell from her slightly parted lips, and the fact we were trying to get pregnant, and I really couldn't last long.

Not for the first round anyway, but we'd have all day after that.

Still, I was almost desperate to make her cum first, at least once, as I impaled her soft tight body over and over again with my length.

"You are so fucking beautiful, so perfect, cum for me!"

She gasped, and trembled, then screamed my name in pleasure, which got cut off about halfway and turned into a keening noise, as her pussy started to convulse, squeeze, and demand my seed.

A demand I couldn't possible have resisted.

"Fuck," I grunted, as I felt that familiar feeling, "Asha!" I roared.

The blissful euphoria rolled over me as my cock started to pulse, and I fed her womb with my life-endowing seed. I wasn't at all surprised, when I felt her roll into a second more powerful orgasm by the third pulse as I painted her walls. It seemed almost endless, the sounds of our pleasure mixed as we rode the heights of ecstasy together, but then we were coming down all too soon.

She beamed up at me, her eyes a little glassy and wide from the pleasure, and when I released her arms, she immediately started to caress me softly with wonder in her eyes.

I stayed inside of her, but I moved her legs gently off my shoulders, and placed them on the bed.

She sighed in contentment, as I leaned down to kiss her softly, lingeringly, lovingly.

I felt awe in my heart, and a deep love as she kissed me back. I wondered if that was enough, if she'd get pregnant. It would be, if she exerted a small part of her power.

She giggled, "What fun would that would be? We should do it the old-fashioned way, and often, just to be sure."

"So, you didn't cheat?"

She shrugged, and then tried to look innocent.

I laughed.

She grinned, "I didn't choose the swimmer, just made sure there was a prize at the end of their race."

I laughed harder, which made me twitch in her heaven, and she squeezed around me.

She added, "It wouldn't hurt, to go again, just to be sure."

I kissed her softly, "Then twice more might be even better?"

She nodded innocently, "That just makes sense, doesn't it?"

I laughed delightedly, she really was a miracle.

She blushed, "I love you too, Paul."

I just held her for a moment, then reluctantly pulled out when I was deflated, and pulled her against my side. There'd be a round two and three, I was sure, but after a rest, I needed to recharge.

And we did, we made love all day in fact, in between soft caresses and easy conversation. She was just... amazing. Our family would also be growing by one member, in nine months, and her name would be Faith.

Of course, by the time that happened, the other four would be ready for number two.

I think the plan was to stop at ten. At least, until they'd grown up, maybe? We had a long life ahead of us after all.

I wasn't sure what would happen next. I hoped my sultry and sexy Emma was right, and eventually humanity on Earth would join us in a better way of living, but as my sweet Bellona would say, I wasn't holding my breath.

Still, even if it took millennia, I'd be around to see it, and so would my five ladies.

Our children... that's a whole other story.

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Afterword:

I hope you enjoyed the story. This was the final book in the Paul Ashton trilogy. Thank you for reading! I don't know if there will be more in this universe in the future, but Paul Ashton's story is complete.

For those of you that prefer fantasy, I'll try to do one of those next time, but it'll probably be a while.