His to Claim: A Sci-Fi Alien Romance - Taylor Vaughn Page 0,62

wasn’t so fucking high-handed, you wouldn’t be putting me through this!”

Anddd, cue another flip over and ass hike.

This time he collects my own essence and uses it to lubricate the hole between my butt cheeks. “Do I have your permission, Ki’Ra?”

I want to say no, but the words, “Please, just fuck me,” spill out on a gasp.

He spreads my cheeks and uses more of my own wetness to fully rim the hole. Oh moons, I’m so far gone, even that feels good. My pussy pulses so hard at the previously unknown sensation that another pitiful orgasm flares inside my core. And I’m so crazed with lust it doesn’t hurt when he pushes into my virgin hole.

Only the need hurts. The wanting to move, but not being able. The desire for the kind of deep whole-body orgasm that comes with clitoral stimulation. That hurts even more.

Pitiful mini-orgasms continue to pop off inside of me, providing no relief whatsoever. Making it that much worse. Soon I’m crying, begging him to touch me the way I know he can, the way he used to, as he pumps into my ass.

In these moments it feels like I will forgive him for anything, if he just touches my clit and lets me really come.

But instead of finding my clit, he hisses behind me and grabs me by my hair, pulling my head back to once again command, “You will apologize and call me by my proper title.”

Strangely, this command clears my head. Reminds me of the other two lines I still haven’t crossed.

“I will never apologize for something I didn’t do. Will never bow and scrape,” I promise him. “Fuck you. Fuck your stupid title. And fuck your stupid laws, which you could easily change, but don’t because you’re a fucking megalomaniac bully.”

“You think me stupid. Look at you, covered in my seed and your own wanting. Begging for my cock one moment and defying me the next. Everything I read about your race in the report I commissioned was correct. You are needlessly obstinate and must be quelled and trained like animals. But tonight you will learn, little hu’man. You are mine. Mine to breed. Mine to command. Mine.”

With that declaration, he fills my ass up with his release. So much, I can fill it dribbling into my crack, even before he pulls out.

There’s a moment of rife silence, then he pulls me off the bed and cradling me in his large arms, carries me into the bathroom.

Lit up as my body is, the short journey feels cruel. My legs rub against my clit just enough for more orgasm flares. Then he sets me down in the gamma shower and closes the door.

I watch him watch me through the glass door and wonder how I’m going to get out of this with my pride intact.

You won’t, the usually strong voice inside of me answers.

I’m so tired, so worn out, I can’t even argue.

When we return to the room about twenty minutes later, L’Than is still there, but the bed covers have been changed, which makes me wonder just how messy it got.

D’Rek lays me back down on my side. And I expect he’s going to leave me again. But instead he gets in bed behind me and…oh moons, starts playing with my breasts.

“Wall mirror,” he says.

The entire wall behind L’Than, becomes a reflective mirror at his command.

Well, that’s a trick I wasn’t aware the room could do. I might have been impressed, if I wasn’t now seeing exactly what L’Than did. Me panting with my arms above my head. While D’Rek coldly plays with my breast.

My pussy is leaking so violently, I can actually see it glistening in the mirror. It’s so gross. And I want to make him stop.

But instead I plead, “Please. Please fuck me. It hurts.”

“I will have the words I want from you.”

“No, I can’t…”

“You can, Ki’Ra. You can and you will. Do I have your permission?”

“Yes. Moons damn you. Yes. Fuck me. I just need to be fucked.”

It feels so good when he easily shoves into my pussy from behind.

“You will beg me to fuck you. Let me in any hole I please. Yet you will not give me the words. How many times must I spill in you and leave you frustrated. You do not have such power over me that I will let you arrive without the words. You are only a hu’man. As you said, a womb for my child. No matter how much you beg,