Page 26 of Radakk's Mate
“Beautiful,” he murmurs.
It shouldn’t matter whether he finds me beautiful, yet his praise fills me with warmth. I whimper and struggle to keep my bottom cheeks spread wide, knowing he’s now gazing at both my holes. The slick one he intends to pound later, as well as the tightest, most forbidden hole that I pray he never attempts to claim. I feel his gaze like a physical caress.
But I soon feel something else—his warm breath wafting against my exposed nether area.
It takes all my self-control not to release my cheeks and bolt off the bed. I press my eyes shut and focus on that strange urge to please him that I’d experienced only moments ago. That wave of submission that felt calming. Anything to help me get through this humiliating ordeal.
I curse Sheila, whoever she is, for bringing a goddamn hypospray aboard theHaxxaland attacking her mate. For fuck’s sake, didn’t she realize the trouble she would cause for the other twenty-nine women? Didn’t she stop to consider we’d all suddenly become suspects?
But then I think of my own crimes, the years I spent spying against my own will, and guilt settles over me. Maybe I ought to extend some compassion to Sheila. Someone might’ve coerced her into bringing that hypospray and attacking her mate.
Emperor Radakk’s warm breaths pull me from my thoughts, and I whimper again.
“So slick and pink,” he says, “just like in my dreams.”
I jerk my head up at that. “Dreams?”
“I dreamed of you every night, Thalia, all night. Over and over, until I thought I would go mad with my need for you.”
Before I can inquire more about his dreams, he touches me. He drags a finger through my moisture. I shudder in response and it’s all I can do to keep myself spread to his liking.
A moan builds in my throat as he probes my center, slowly pushing a single digit inside. His inhuman finger is long and thick, and the fullness is overwhelming.
He withdraws slightly after I wince in pain, then he commences a steady thrusting motion, going a bit deeper with each drive.
The pain gradually lessens, though I can’t stop fretting over how large his shafts will be. If it’s a struggle to accept one of his fingers, how will I manage a cock? Especially if his appendages are as large as they were inmydreams?
“It would appear you aren’t hiding any weapons in here, little spy. However, there is one last place I must check.” He withdraws from my pussy, only to nudge my bottom hole a second later.
I panic. I can’t help it. I panic and let go of my cheeks.
Even worse, I attempt to rise off the bed, but he’s quick to jump up and press a firm hand on my lower back, preventing my escape.
I expect him to start swatting my ass. I brace myself for the pain. But it never comes. Instead, he quickly parts my cheeks and pushes a finger into my most private hole. When he slides it in easier than I expected, I flush as I realize he must’ve used the same finger he’d shoved into my pussy, the digit that’s still coated in my arousal.
With a whimpering moan, I finally settle. I stop thrashing in his hold. Is he angry I disobeyed him? Will he punish me? My heart races faster.
Before the security officers showed up with news of Sheila’s attack on her mate, Emperor Radakk was preparing to claim me. He’d intended for us to copulate like barbarians.
Perhaps he’ll be so eager to claim me that he’ll overlook my brief rebellion. I can only hope. I very much don’t want a spanking. Or a whipping.
My thighs quiver as he plunges deeper into my bottom hole, stretching me unbearably. Whimpers emit from my throat as I clutch the covers, needing something to hold on to.
I’m so tempted to reach back and interfere with his search, to push his hand away. But I resist. I take deep breaths and pray it’ll be over soon. How much deeper can he go, anyway?
“Nothing in this hole either,” he announces, though he doesn’t withdraw from my ass. Not in the slightest.
To my shock, he pushes deeper, then pulls out slightly only to plunge inside again. Thrusting. He’s thrusting a finger into my bottom hole in the same manner he’d plunged into my pussy.
“Your puckering hole is very tight, little spy, but I think with proper training, you’ll soon be able to take one of my shafts back here.” He growls. “I can’t wait to pound you with both my appendages at the same time. I also can’t wait to see both your holes dripping with my seed.”
Chapter15
RADAKK
I watchwith great pleasure as Thalia struggles to remain still as I continue invading her ass with one finger. Whimpers drift from her throat, she clutches the covers until her knuckles turn white, and she occasionally wiggles and rises on her toes.
She’d disobeyed me only moments ago. Released her cheeks and attempted to stand up. Attempted to escape.
