by Gabby Dark
Anik began scrutinizing me yet again, walking a wide circle around my body. I looked up at him only once and his gaze was filled with intense hunger. He hadn’t attempted to hide his obvious erection before, and he didn’t attempt to hide the rising bulge now either.
I felt his fingers at the back of my neck and then he pulled on the strings holding the silk garment to my body. What once covered me fell to the floor around my ankles. I was completely naked, bared to his inspection.
“K’a.”
The word came out like a command. I’d heard it before, but this time it felt different.
So I did what he commanded. I bent.
I knelt down to the floor and folded my feet under my bottom.
I lifted my chin and boldly met his approving glare.
I wasn’t prepared for what came next.
Chapter Five
Ryleigh
“Do not be afraid,” he said.
“I am not afraid.”
It was partly true. Somehow, I was at ease at the moment with my surroundings. I always hated crowds anyway. Here, there was just Anik and I. One to one. Although, he was not my equal, I thought I’d have a better chance at convincing him of my innocence than his overbearing father.
Just like on the night I was taken from Earth, Anik’s veins pulsed with electric jolts. It seemed dimmer now under the unnatural light, but still it was there—a reminder of his superior abilities.
His long, sleek black hair was pulled back into an intricate braid. The braid reached to about the middle of his back. The sides of his head were completely bald. The back—shaved like an undercut. Aside from the male ponytail, there wasn’t any other hair on his body. None I could see with my human eye anyway. Just his dark gray skin, which seemed thicker than normal human skin.
“What is your name?” he asked.
“Ryleigh.”
“Ry-lee,” he pronounced. “I am Anik.”
“A prince?”
“Mak. Stand up.”
“Perhaps you want me to remain on the floor like your slave,” I said, not even trying to hide the sarcasm in my tone.
At first, he didn’t say a word, just looked at me as if for the first time.
“Well, say something. You had many words for your father back there. Although I didn’t understand not one bit of it, I know you’re capable of words. In English.”
He rose an eyebrow. His lips twitched. “You are not my slave.”
“Then what am I, huh?”
“A human,” he stated flatly, keeping a straight face.
I got tired of craning my neck to look up at him and every time I lowered my gaze my attention always somehow fixed on the imprint behind his loin cloth. So, I stood up, rising without anything to cover my nakedness. He got an eyeful once again and wasn’t shy about looking long and hard.
“Have you never seen a human woman naked before?”
“No, I have not,” he replied, raking me with his gaze.
I swallowed. “Do you always walk around with an erection?”
“I don’t walk around with one. I find a way to spill my seed to bring me relief.” He spoke of it as though an orgasm was as natural as taking a quick stroll in the park.
My face grew hot and wetness pooled between my legs. He close the distance between us, bent his head slightly and exhaled deeply.
“Does your arousal always smell this sweet?”
“I am not aroused.”
He stepped back and his gaze fell to my bare sex. “Hmm. I may be an alien but I am no fool. Your willingness will serve you well for what I must do.”
“What must you do…?”
Before he could answer, someone knocked on his door. The sound startled me. Anik sniffed the air like a wolf would sniff out a threat and then moved past me.
“What is it?” he grumbled after snatching the door open.
“King Crencik sent me,” the big brutish alien son-of-a-bitch appeared in the doorway. “He wishes to reaffirm that you will show proof of the human’s punishment come the morning or else.”
“Or else…?”
“Under the laws of Zuna, she will be assigned to another warrior to be punished.”
Anik’s shoulders rose and fell, over and over again as he took deep breaths. “Get off my doorstep!” The door rattled when he slammed it shut in the brute’s face.
“Please,” I whispered. “Don’t do this to me.”
“If I don’t, another warrior will.”
“What’s my punishment?”
“Stand,” he ordered again.
He came to a full stop right in front of me and began untangling the binds that held his loin cloth to his waist. When the cloth fell to the floor, his cock hung semi-erect and heavy between his legs. He was big, even without a full erection. Holy shit!
My breath hitched in my throat and I felt my eyes widen as he lengthened. I couldn’t look away. What hung between his legs resembled a human cock, but the head was broader and fuller. The base of his cock was almost as thick as the rest of it.
I didn’t know what scared me more, the belt he extracted from around his waist or his throbbing, raging cock.
Something unexpected happened. My body began responding to the carnal sight of this naked, hot alien standing before me with cobalt blue eyes that seemed to pierce me like a lightning bolt. He had a body made for worshipping—maybe that was why he was a prince. He also had the type of cock I’d only heard about through innocent stories. Big, long cocks that only existed in sexual fantasies.
I was wet in an instant. I didn’t understand it.
I must have missed Anik’s imperfections before, but he was closer now. Scars marked his fleshed. Mostly on his chest, arms, and torso. There were wounds that could only come from deep punctures. Since he claimed to be a warrior, these must have been from fighting. Who were these warriors fighting though?
“Turn around,” he commanded, stretching out the belt and then folding it in half.
Oh, God, he was going to spank me. Trembling, I spun around slowly.
I whimpered as I felt the warm touch of his fingers against my ass. He stroked my bottom gently, tracing his fingers up to the middle of my spine.
“You have such beautiful skin,” he exclaimed. “Like honey…soft and smooth.”
“Please get it over with,” I begged, taking a peek at the belt gripped in his palm. At the same time, I squeezed my legs together, trying to stop my wetness from pooling. What the hell was going on inside me? I was both turned on and scared.
His hands came to the front of me and he slid his way down to my sex. I caved against his chest the moment his fingers found my clit.
“Do you deny it now?” he rasped against my ear. “You are aroused.”
“I’m not blind. I see what you have between your legs,” I couldn’t even believe I was explaining myself to him as if it were natural for me to be turned-on by an oversized alien cock.
He hardened against my backside. “Does that arouse you?”
“No.” It was bold-faced lie.
“Your thoughts are clearer to me now. When you are aroused, your thoughts flow freely to me, just like your sweet nectar flows freely between your legs,” he whispered, letting his lips glide across the back of my neck.
“My thoughts? What are you talking about?”
“Xilil di ǔre pa xifu vupu luni.”
His foreign words sent vibrations up my spine.
“What are you saying?” I asked.
“My aura gifts me with telepathy.”
I gasped. “Impossible.”
“As impossible as you and I here together on Zunator?” he asked.
“Can you read all of my thoughts?”
“It’s more complicated than that. Like puzzle pieces. Takes time to solve. You’ve opened up here with me. Your thoughts are clearer now than before.”
“Can you stop?”
“Are you asking me to?”
“Yes and no. But how do you turn it off, s
o you’re not so intrusive?”
“I can’t turn it off. We have lungs so we can breath. Eyes so we can see. Tongues so we can taste. It’s part of living. Take away some of these things and quality of life is reduced. Take away the crucial ones and we die. Yes?”
“What am I thinking now?”
“About my kuvak.”
“Kuvak?”
He pressed the length of his cock between my ass further demonstrating what he meant.
“Your cock. Yes. It’s huge,” I said, licking my lips.
“My kuvak is a knot that begins at the base of my cock. It rises along my shaft during a mating as I thrust and locks itself in place before allowing my fertile seed to spill within the womb.” His fingers were like magic. They almost felt like a vibrator at my clit. Or was I just imagining this? “Your thoughts flow like this…” he said softly. “When I rub your clitoris, it swells with need. You release your sweet-smelling lubricants to ready your sheath so that I may fully penetrate you, and then my kuvak will rise without obstruction.”
How could something so natural to the reproduction of a species be so erotic?
Anik now had two fingers rubbing my swollen clit. My wetness no longer pooled in my sex. The evidence of my desire was now coating my pussy lips as he smeared my juices over my skin.
“Well…” I breathed. “Are you going to spank me or rape me?”
His breath hitched against my throat as if my words have angered him.
“Get on the cot.” He pointed to the bed using the hand with the belt in it.
I sat down on the edge of the bed and pressed my thighs together. He placed the belt on the bed and then knelt down in front of me. His face was nothing but avid curiosity as he lifted one leg at a time inspecting me. He ran his fingers between my toes and even lifted my feet high to trace the curve of my arch. He wrapped his thumb and forefinger around one of my ankles as if measuring the circumference. His fingers more than overlapped each other. He did the same with the other ankle.
When he placed my feet down again, he separated my legs just enough to fit his wide girth. After kneading the flesh on my plush hips with his big strong hands, he dragged my ass to the very edge of the bed.
My clit must’ve been his favorite toy, because he stroked me there, softly, with his fingertips.
“Do you feel pleasure?” he asked, encircling my clit.
“Yes.”
My nipples stiffened and my core tightened. My breath came in uneven pants. Our gazes locked together. He seemed content on watching me come undone before him. I felt my pussy tighten and I jerked. He must’ve felt it too somehow. He looked down at my sex as my legs lay open to his view.
I came shuddering on the bed. I tried not to cry out and covered my mouth with my hands. The climax pulsed right through me causing my body to tremble and shake. My juices melted away from me, spilling down my core. He pushed a finger inside, in and out of my slickness, slowly working his digit against my g-spot.
My orgasm took a while to fade away, but maybe it never did. His fingers never left my pussy. When I thought he was done playing down there, he slipped both of his hands beneath my ass and descended on my sex with his mouth.
A strangled cry tore from my throat as he found my clit again, this time with his tongue. A feeling unlike any other washed over me. Stroke after stroke, he lapped at my swollen clit and pussy lips. He ate sloppily, almost devouring me whole.
The groaning sounds that vibrated against my sex sent me over the edge more times than I could count. It wasn’t just the way he lashed roughly at my clit, but the vibrations he sent through me whenever his tongue touched me there.
Jolts of pleasure skyrocketed to me. They reminded me of the blue cobalt veins pulsing and running through his body. When I closed my eyes, I saw nothing but the color blue.
I purred in pleasure when he spread my legs wide and plunged his tongue inside. In that moment, I realized his tongue was, in fact, sending the pulsing sensations right through me.
Heaven and hell! It felt so good. His tongue was like a personal vibrator, actually vibrating, licking at my sensitive flesh, and bringing me so close to yet another intense climax.
I laid panting, letting the remnants of ecstasy roll through me. I thought it was over, him teasing me with his mouth like this. I was wrong.
He flipped me over and pressed my body down onto the bed. My face was buried in the sheets until I turned it slightly to get a view of what he was about to do to me. My ass was there in his face, ready for the spanking that I predicted would be my punishment, but it never came.
Just like he did when I was on my back, he buried his mouth between my legs and ravaged my pussy and backside with his tongue. My cream leaked out onto the sheet beneath me. I could feel the wetness puddling against my mound.
Even though I was weak in the knees, he slid his palm under my belly and propped me up until I was bent over on the bed with my thighs spread wide and dripping with the evidence of my desire.
He leaned in and sampled me while I was on my hands and knees, eating me like I was an all-you-can-eat buffet. I forgot about hiding my moans and screams of pleasure. I arched my back and rocked my hips, thrusting my sex onto his tongue over and over again.
“Anik!” For the first time ever, I screamed his name. I gripped the sheets and let the electric jolts take me again into pleasure.
Someone pounded at the door, knocking the both of us out of la-la land. He tore his mouth from my pussy and I flipped over on my bottom.
Anik growled in displeasure. “What is it now!” His lips were still wet with my juices and his cock was dripping with plenty of translucent pre-cum. Some still leaked from his gaping slit as he stood there stewing in aggravation because of the interruption.
“Prince! Prince!”
Anik spun around when the knocking didn’t cease. Before he even opened the door, a big strapping gray alien threw it opened and appeared under the threshold.
“Anik! Come! The Barbs. They’re attacking at the South border.”
Anik hissed, and then got into action. He grabbed the belt off the bed and his loin cloth off the floor. He grumbled in his Zunatorian tongue as he got dressed, strapping an additional armor over his chest and torso.
The alien who came to warn him had disappeared, but that nosey son-of-a-bitch brute who had come to remind Anik earlier that King Crencik expected proof of punishment appeared. I was sick of him. If I had something hard in my hand, I would’ve thrown it at his fat head.
He looked from Anik right at me, sneering. I snatched up the sheets and covered my naked flesh from his pale yellow stare. He fled from sight right before Anik turned around again, or maybe Anik knew he was there all along because he looked back at the door and muttered something terse after the brute.
He grabbed an axe and a shield from the corner and turned to me. “Don’t move. I will return.”
I didn’t say anything as I looked from him to the open door behind him. I had forgotten that he was telepathic. I was probably sending my thoughts of escape straight to him. Bloody hell.
He narrowed his gaze and tightened his lips. I looked down at the floor.
“Do I need to chain you?” he asked, when I didn’t respond.
“No.”
He left the home without another word, leaving my clit throbbing, my nipples tight, and my pussy aching. Wrapping the bedsheets around me, I slipped out of the bed and tiptoed over to the door. I opened it an inch, then another two or three inches.
Alien warriors were running by in armor with shields and axes just like Anik’s. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out that the warriors were going to battle. It all seemed surreal. Like I was in a different time dimension or in the past somehow. But nothing was impossible or hard to believe anymore. Before Anik took me, I lived on a post-apocalyptic Earth and was regarded as no more than the property of the nation with no legal rights to property—with hardly any rights at all.
But still…I questione
d everything. Why I was here? Was this my ultimate fate?
I took a deep breath and pulled the door opened all the way.
An short alien guard in a vest and tunic blocked my way, folding his arms over his chest.
“Bap’ǔn,” he stated, firmly, frowning in objection.
Bap’ǔn meant no. I had figured this much. Sucking my teeth, I slammed the door on the little alien’s face and stomped back over to the bed.
With Anik gone, I had time to think about what just happened. Reminiscing on it made me grin and blush like a naughty girl. I clutched the sheets to my chest and fell back on the bed.
More. I wanted more.
I wanted it more than I wanted to escape.
Chapter Six
Anik
The little human was perfect. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. Yet, I didn’t want to.
My wounds from the battle at the south border still stung my flesh. I could feel my skin repairing itself already, so I had no need to panic. Other warriors had sustained greater injuries than I. Our doctors were making sure that the badly injured warriors survived the night. It would be awhile before anyone got to me. I had ordered it so. Luckily, we hadn’t lost anyone. A few had been put in med chambers but they were expected to make a full recovery.
Ryleigh slept soundly. Like a baby. Except for light breathing, she barely made a sound.
She never heard me come in. She must’ve slept right through the chaos.
On her earth, it had been nosy. Maybe she was used to it.
I lay on the fur rug on the floor right beside the bed and rested. I was afraid that if I joined her that I would wake her or startle her. The truth was, I craved her more than anything else. I needed her more than I needed relief from the cuts riddling my body.
My father always claimed that our cravings were our weaknesses. Why would he flaunt this fragile human in front of me? Why would he threaten to strip her away after giving her to me?
I recalled her hazel-colored eyes. I’d seen almost every emotion in them. Anger. Fear. Apprehension. Defiance. Arousal. As I’d told her, trying to intercept her thoughts was difficult. So much was going on inside her head.
