Page 31 of Indentured Companion
“You look stunning Val!” Cassie cooed at me, and I was about to say something snarky to redirect attention from my appearance. Only, a knock at my bedroom door distracted me.
“Don’t come in!” In a fluster I hurry towards the door, for fear that Vrajan is about to walk in without his veil on. Cassie wouldn’t mind, of course, but I knewhewould. I press my finger to the lock button, just in case, and exhale with relief that I got there before he came in. “I have my sister on a video call. Do you still want to come in?”
“Yes Miss Stone. I am fully presentable to see your sister, if that is alright?” He chuckles, and must have realised why I yelled at him to stop. “I normally don’t interrupt your time with your sister, but we must depart to make the shuttle transfer for the Gala.”
“Of course. Come on in.” I smile and unlock the door, turning to walk back towards Cassie with a smile. A couple of weeks ago Vrajan came in to my room whilst I was talking to Cassie. He handed me a delivery of some scarfs and shawls he’d ordered for me, and neither of them expected me to carry out introductions. Ha. It was priceless. They were both fawning and fussing like the gentle souls they are. I’m glad Cassie and Vrajan have met, as she’s much more at ease with me being the feeding companion to a Korvis, now that she’s seen him and heard me make him laugh. “We need to head out to the Gala now Cas, so I’ll catch up with you later.”
“Sure thing sis. Have fun.” She waved at me and I playfully saluted her before hanging up.
“Alright. Let’s go and mosey with some important people.” I grin and turn around to face Vrajan. “I swear not to swear, and not to stand on your toestoomuch.” I’m still grinning when I notice the way he’s looking at me. He has a hand pressed to his chest and he seems to be in a state of shock. “What? Is something on my face?”
“Oh my, no, I…” He averted his lilac gaze to the screen to check the call had ended, and then lowered his veil. Vrajan walked right up to me and held my hands in his out by my sides to really look me over. “You are the loveliest vision. You do not know this, but like I wear green as the Dynast when performing my duties, the Queen of each Hive wears golden yellow.” I blush, realising I’m dressed in a way that’s making him think of me as a Queen. “If you were wearing a veil and a crown, you would absolutely pass for a Korvis Queen. Standing before her Hive to fill them with confidence and awe.”
“Er…” Was my intelligent response in the face of so much flattery. My cheeks are pink and my eyes are wide. “…should I change? Is this, erm, too much?” Vrajan was with me when I went to get fitted for a dress, but he must not have realised what colour it was going to be.
“Not for you.” His smile made my knees damsel level weak, damn it. “If I had known you would be dressed as a Queen, I would have had a crown commissioned for you.”
“I’m hardly going to w-”
“Although?” He chuckles and reels me closer with both hands to step towards him. “It’s probably a good thing I wasn’t aware of just how majestic you were going to look tonight before you fed me today.” Vrajan leaned down and licked his lips in a way that spoke straight to my pussy. “Because I rather think I would ruin that dress with my ardour. Even now, I feel a gluttonous desire to slip my fangs into your neck to drink you deeply, and then…” His breathing quickens and his throat bobs as he swallows thickly. I find myself leaning my head to the right, inviting him to make good on that promise.
“And then?” My voice is husky with need and my body hums with it.
“And then.” He ghosts his black lips over mine, and the faintest hit of Bonding Succour seeps into me from the contact. After all? It’s in his saliva now, and he licked his lips. “No we mustn’t.” He releases my hands and staggers back a step. “I can’t feed from you again today.” I turn my head to look at him and his robes are tenting where his prehensile cock searches for my heat.
“Are you hungry?”
“No.” Vrajan leans against the wall like he’s trying to restrain himself there. “Yes.”
“Which is it?” Fuck, I can’t blame him for struggling to think straight. I can barely find two brain cells that aren’t screaming for sex to put a coherent thought together myself. “Do you want me or not?”
“Oh, I want you, Valerie.” He growls, and that gravely noise plucks at my clit to come fucking hither. “Oh my Queen.”
“Vrajan?”
“Yes?”
“Do youhaveto bite me for us to have sex?” Because I’m so horny right now I could burst.
“Well, technically no, but-”
“Oh thank God.” I march forward and pin him to the wall. My hands hurry to remove his crown and headdress whilst I kiss the living daylights out of him. I have no idea how he managed to hold my hands, talk to me sweetly, and make methiswet, but damn I am desperate for Vrajan to touch me. “Fuck me.” I demand, and his hands fist and fight with my skirt to bunch it around my hips. All the while we moan and kiss like we’re drinking in ecstasy from a shared well of desire. I have no idea how his fangs aren’t catching my lips and tongue, but I’m more preoccupied with shoving my panties down and getting his dick out to care.
“Valerie, my beautiful Queen.” He moans and the moment I’ve lifted the skirt of his green chiffon robe out of the way to shove his boxers down, he shoves me, causing me to stumble backwards. My ass bumps into the vanity table, and he shoves me around to face it. “Look at how beautiful you are.” My hands brace on the table and he shoves my skirt up to my waist. I can see the soft curve of my ass in the vanity mirror over my shoulder. “Is it any wonder I am addicted to you?” He uses his right foot to slide mine to spread me, and the fleshy petals of his cock end slide between my slick pussy lips. Oh fuck, I’m wet.
“Holy fuck.” He rolls his hips to slap to my ass. One hand is holding my skirt up my back, and the other is holding his robes up by his chest. I lower to my forearms and greedily watch the show in the mirror. The flex of his abs with each firm thrust. The exotic black spiralling stripes across his stark white skin. The teasing hint of fangs through his moaning lips as he fucks me. His dilated diamond pupils are lusty against their lilac canvas. “Oh fuck. Harder. Fuck me harder. Please.” I’m begging and bucking my hips back to meet each thrust, whilst looking at my wanton face in the mirror. Passion swollen lips. Sex hungry brown eyes. The beginning beads of sweat on my brow.
“Yes my Queen.” He moans and really works his core to ram me into the table. Fuckme,he’s putting that superior strength to good use, and he still manages not to hurt me. I can feel absently the undulation of his cock inside me with each slick drag of his length against my g-spot. His fleshy mandibles are teasing at my cervix every time he bottoms out. “I’m going to egg you. A-are you close Val?”
“Don’t stop.” I beg him through my reflection, so close I could cry. “Oh God, fuck, please, I need it.” He purred and released his robe. He leaned forward reached around my hip to press the pad of his middle finger to my clit. “Mother fucker.” I cried to the mirror, and didn’t recognise the wanton woman mewling there. “V-rajan. So close. Don’t stop.” He grinned, baring his fangs to the air as he rammed me with abandon and milked my clit for every sweet drop of pleasure he could. I dug my nails into the table and came with a less than ladylike grunt, but from the grin on his face helovedit. My eyes rolled and my knees shook with the force of my climax squeezing my breath from my lungs. I could taste it, it felt so good. I fluttered my eyes open to see that not only had Vrajan watched me cum, but the moment he succumbed to euphoria as well. He pressed me firmly to the table, pinning me there as his cock bulged from base to tip.
“Fuck.” I raised a brow, surprised and amused to hear the F bomb slip fromhislips as he came, and I felt when he pushed an egg against my cervix. I was about to comment on this, when I saw him cant his head to one side and his smile grow into a devilish smirk.
“What are you….?” I widened my eyes at the pushing sensationcontinuing.It felt a tad uncomfortable, and I was getting worried he was pushing the egg too hard into my cervix, when something seemed togive.As a healthy young human woman, I can attest to the fact thatnothingshould justgive ‘up there’. “Vrajan?!” I snap at him, drawing the dots together from the ridiculously happy grin he’s now wearing and the way he’s avoiding my stare in the mirror. “Did you just push a mother fucking egg into my womb?”
“Only the inner egg. You must be ovulating. Your cervix is, as it were, open for delivery.” My left eye twitches and he chuckles nervously at me. “It isn’t fertilised. It will break down rather naturally.” He shrugs and gathers his robe with his free hand before it can get sticky. “I really enjoyed fully implanting you with an egg, Valerie.” If he hadn’t just popped a fucking egg past my uterus, I would be turned on by the way he licked his bottom lip into his mouth and purred my name. As it is? I’m still a tadmiffed.
“Fertilised or not, you should stillaska lady if you can fire an egg inside her uterus. Regardless if her cervix isopen for delivery.”
