His to Claim: A Sci-Fi Alien Romance - Taylor Vaughn Page 0,61
but because L’Than has been abused just for talking to me.
“I taught him the New Terrhan language! That’s all!” I cry out to D’Rek as the guards walk away, leaving L’Than slumped against the wall, like some trash. “He doesn’t deserve to be punished any further for just talking to me.”
“If you had given me his name when I asked, he would not have been brought here,” D’Rek answers. “This is not his punishment but yours. You have continued to defy me beyond all reason. Therefore, you will watch him bear witness when you not only beg me to fuck you, but also apologize to me for speaking to an unmated male, with my proper title.”
Okay, maybe I’m immobilized. And maybe I’m at the mercy of this completely fucked-up alien overlord. But I just lose it. “You asshole! If you think I’m going to call you anything that doesn’t involve a curse word, you are out your pigeon-shit mind…” I start to say, preparing to cuss him out in every way I know.
But then large blue hands crash down onto my body, rolling me onto my stomach and roughly pulling me back by the thighs, so that my ass is fully in the air. Last but not least, he meanly repositions my head toward the wall again, so that I’m looking straight at L’Than when he pushes into my steaming hot pussy from behind.
I moan helplessly. Hating the way my sex greedily welcomes his dick as he lazily pushes in and out of me. Every nerve ending lights up in my body, and I can feel my clit pulsing. It would only take a few rubs, maybe even just a touch to send me right over the edge.
But his strokes are short, stunted, and too shallow. Most likely on purpose. Oh moons…oh moons. I try to hang on to my pride, but soon I find myself pleading, “More…need more…please.”
I squeeze my eyes shut against the sight of L’Than, watching me plead through his one unswollen eye.
“You are already begging,” he observes, sounding like our colony healer when diagnosing a boil. “You realize you need something I, and only I, can provide. However, you have once again forgotten my title. And you have not yet apologized.”
I clamp down on my lips, hoping that a non-answer will be enough. Allow him to keep fucking me. Make me—
He pulls out of me with an abrupt jerk, and I let loose a stream of curses, my body screaming in frustration.
This time, D’Rek doesn’t answer.
But when I finally quiet down I hear the most horrific sound. The fwap-fwap-fwap of skin sliding over skin.
He’s jerking off. He’s jerking off instead of coming inside me. But why would he…
The answer to that half-thought question comes when I feel something hot and sticky hit my raised ass.
Mother. Fucker.
He just came all over my ass. On purpose.
I have never in my life wanted to kill someone as much as I do right now.
“We will try again in an hour or two,” D’Rek promises darkly. Then he repositions me, so that I’m lying on my side.
If not for the spooge dripping down my butt cheeks and the fact that I’m still facing L’Than, it might have felt like a courtesy.
But it’s not. It’s really not.
I breathe hard, need and rage coursing through my body in equally frustrating amounts. But I’m determined. Determined not to give in. Determined to get through this without giving him what he wants or begging him to fuck me again.
That last vow evaporates almost laughably quick. He leaves me alone, but the berries don’t. By the time he returns to the room after what feels like hours, his cum has dried on my ass, but my pussy is a slick mess of need.
His eyes heat upon seeing the state of me, and it’s almost enough to make me hope. But when he lowers his head between my legs, his laps are short and not at all sweet, as he deliberately licks me everywhere, except for the engorged bundle of nerves at the top of my slit.
Just having him lick my skin is enough to make me climax. But the orgasm comes out little more than a whimper, a pitiful spasm that only leaves me wanting more.
“Please stop torturing me. It hurts,” I beg him. “It hurts so bad.”
He stops licking and looks up at me. “You know my requirements. If your race was not so obstinate, then we would not be in this position.”