Page 13 of Royal Alien Mate

There was something about the taste of him, she thought, as he delved his tongue between her lips, that was downright addicting. The longer he kissed her, the more she didn’t want him to stop, the harder her pussy ached and the faster her heart raced. In fact, she whimpered when he eventually pulled away, and she stepped closer to him as he set about removing his boots, pants, and shirt.

She watched in fascination as he disrobed, completely entranced by his physical beauty. He was a work of art even more magnificent than the resplendent statues lining the corridors of the palace. Her fingertips tingled with the urge to trace the lines of his muscles, and she found herself reaching out to do just that.

A shudder rippled through him when she touched him, but otherwise he didn’t move. Instead, he allowed her time to explore his body as freely as she wished. She let her fingers drift over his arms and his chest before stepping nearer and wrapping her arms around his body. She proceeded to run her hands up and down his back while staring at him, lost in his sexy dark gaze, feeling as though she were in some sort of erotic dream. Surely this wasn’t really happening right now.

Next, she spent some time moving her hands over his horns, unable to resist touching them. This prompted a growl to rumble forth from him. Ever since she’d first laid eyes on Vaath, she’d been curious about what his horns would feel like. They were hard and cool to the touch and a shudder rushed through her, because it was said that a Martian male’s horns were his most deadly feature.

He was a fierce warrior and a powerful royal, and she was about to becomehisin every sense of the word.

After releasing her hold on his horns, she stepped back slightly and her gaze dropped to the massive appendage that jutted out from him, hard and ready to impale her, and she felt her eyes widen as her stomach tightened with anxiety. Not only was his cock huge, but it was also unnervingly thick. How could it ever possibly fit inside her?

She repressed a shiver and hoped he kept his promise not to hurt her. At the same time, it would be easier to hate him if he caused her pain, easier to think of him as the brutal warrior who had helped conquer her people. She pushed the thought away as pleasurable quivers continued assailing her, causing her breath to quicken and her heart to pound against her ribcage.

She felt his hands upon her hips and soon realized he was tugging her panties down. A shaky breath escaped her as he helped her step out of them, and when he straightened he immediately eyed her bra with disapproval. He reached for the front clasp and opened it, allowing her ample breasts to spill out as the undergarment slipped down her arms and fell to the floor.

Her heart skipped a beat. They were both completely naked now and very much alone in his private chambers. There was nothing left to do but consummate their mating union.

He guided her to lay down upon the huge bed and urged her legs wide apart, all the while holding her gaze with affection gleaming in his eyes. She could almost pretend he was her very own prince charming, that she had actually just married the man of her dreams. She latched onto this thought and told herself this was in fact a dream, that it was perfectly all right to enjoy herself, to lose herself in the arms of this handsome alien, because in the morning she would wake up and all would be back to normal. She wasn’t truly giving herself to an enemy Martian, because this wasn’t real.

“You are the most beautiful female I’ve ever laid eyes upon, my sunshine,” he said, leaning down to kiss her lips, then her cheeks, followed by a trail of kisses upon her neck. Each time he pressed his lips upon her flesh, she sank deeper into the fantasy she was creating.

Before she realized what he was doing, he had kissed his way down to her lower stomach. When she suddenly felt his tongue upon her nether folds, she gasped and tried to scoot away, but he held her in place as he cast her a brief, almost censorious glance from his position between her spread thighs.

“The scent of your arousal has been driving me mad, Esmay. Hold still and let me taste you.” He growled again.

She ceased squirming around, despite her continued surprise over his bold actions. She hadn’t expected any sort of foreplay from Vaath. In fact, now that she thought about it, she was surprised he’d even kissed her. Since Martians needed human females in order to procreate, she had assumed their transactions in the bedroom would be quick and to the point. Businesslike, even. But it would appear Vaath had other ideas in mind. Deliriously wonderful ideas. She moaned and leaned back against the pillows as he began lapping at her slick folds and circling her clit with his tongue.

Her thighs quivered when he placed one large digit to her sopping wet core and started inching inside, all the while licking her pulsing nubbin and pushing her closer and closer to the heights of ecstasy. He began shoving his finger in and out of her pussy, though his drives were shallow. When he touched a part of her that almost hurt, he withdrew his digit before sliding straight back in. Pressure coiled in her lower belly and she gasped for air, writhing upon the bed as Vaath expertly ran his tongue in circles upon her most sensitive place.

The pressure increased and in the next moment Esmay was flying.

She twisted around beneath Vaath and found herself clutching onto his head, touching the wide base of his horns as she cried out in the throes of a thunderous climax.

She blinked up at Vaath as he withdrew his attention from between her thighs. His eyes gleamed blacker than she’d ever seen and his nostrils were flaring wide. Growls emanated from him, and a shudder of fear ran through her, because he very much looked like a savage in this moment. She expected him to snap at any second, hold her down, and force his way past the barrier of her innocence.

Her face heated and she tried to close her legs, but he positioned himself on top of her in such a way that she couldn’t quite move. She was trapped beneath him and he meant to consummate their union. Her fear increased, but the warmth throbbing between her thighs also pulsed hotter. She swallowed hard and braced herself for his attack.

But a deafening explosion suddenly rattled the walls, and a blinking red light soon filled the room, along with the intermittent blare of a siren.

Everything became a blur as Vaath hurriedly dressed her before he also put his own clothes back on. Her ears rang painfully and when he spoke, she couldn’t make out his words. She looked around the room and noticed several items had fallen off dressers, but none of the walls had been breached. What had happened? A glance out the nearest window showed a trail of smoke rising in the distance.

Vaath picked her up and carried her out into the corridor, where other Martians were hurrying by in a whirl of panicked activity. The ringing in her ears began to dull and her hearing returned, but she still couldn’t understand what was happening, as everyone was shouting to one another in the Martian tongue.

“All will be well, my sweet sunshine. Do not worry,” Vaath said, placing his lips to her ear. “I promise to protect you.”

Chapter 10

Vaath jogged through the corridors beneath the castle, heading for the massive underground bunkers that spread out beneath the city. The caverns were safe and could house the entire Martian population, if necessary. He held Esmay close, embracing her securely in his arms while he carried her toward safety.

He entered the royal bunker to find his father standing amidst his most trusted advisors. Shock reverberated through Vaath that his father was already here. How had the king and his advisors arrived so quickly? His father approached him with a concerned expression causing the ridges upon his forehead to deepen, and the men tapped their feet together in greeting. The king cast a curious glance at Esmay but didn’t look at her for long, for his gaze soon turned to the screens behind them that displayed images of the city in real time. Several advisors also greeted Vaath with quick foot taps, even though he still held Esmay in his arms.

The back of Vaath’s neck prickled, but before he could inquire as to how the king had gotten here so rapidly, as he was usually in the royal receiving chamber on the far side of the palace at this time of day, Advisor Testtak cleared his throat and stood taller as he pointed at the city surveillance screens on the wall. One of the screens showed a close up of a smoking pile of rubble. Advisor Testtak pressed several buttons on a panel next to this particular screen, allowing for a playback of the event that had led to the devastation.

The screen displayed a house situated near the bustling market in the center of the city. A green Martian male entered the door, accompanied by his human female, and Vaath recognized them as a couple he’d seen disembarking the spaceship on the platform earlier today. After several moments, the entire house exploded. Some of the advisors gasped, though Vaath simply scowled at the screen.

Esmay trembled in his arms, and he turned away from the screens and carried her to a chair and set her down upon it, then fetched a blanket from a nearby cabinet when he noticed her shivering was increasing. As the room erupted into an argument behind him, he took his time tucking the blanket around his bride. He had a feeling she wasn’t simply shaking because her human anatomy couldn’t withstand the chilled temperature of the bunker, but because the situation that was unfolding had frightened her.

He pressed a kiss to her forehead, hoping to help calm her. “You are safe here, Esmay.”

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