More on this book
Community
Kindle Notes & Highlights
by
Ruby Dixon
Read between
July 10 - July 11, 2025
wasn’t a monster come to eat me. It was this monster. Who’s come to eat me out.
He just . . . wants to lick my pussy. I’ve dated guys that I haven’t been able to convince to go down on me, and this one’s doing it as a greeting.
Okay, so I just did that. I just had an orgasm from an alien.
I don’t feel like I’m in imminent danger. All this alien wants is oral sex.
Great, now I’ve got Stockholm syndrome.
I feel like there’s an alien bingo card somewhere that just got checked off. Horns? Check. Tail? Check. Crazy-ass cock? Check, check, check.
“A Great Dane can still make a Chihuahua pregnant,” Liz points out. “Guess which one you are.”