Devil In Exile: A Scifi Alien Mates Romance Novel (Warriors Of Elysius Book 1)

by Fiona Jayde

  And I want her so badly I can no longer resist.

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  Ada

  I don’t know why those words have left my mouth when I should be discouraging any physical contact with him at this point. It was one thing to offer sex as an impersonal business transaction, but our connection has gone far deeper than that. I care for him on a level that gives him the power to truly hurt me. He said he would heal my heart, but its fractured pieces are already threatening to completely shatter, and one dismissal from him will destroy them forever.

  But I said the words, and I can’t take them back.

  What’s worse, I don’t even want to.

  He quickly turns to face me.

  “Now,” he says, a predatory gleam in his eyes that leaves me wet with need.

  I take a deep breath. “Oh,” I nod, gulping. “Okay, so you want to…”

  “Yes.”

  “So we will…”

  “Fuck, yes. No bonding, I promise.”

  Holy shit, I think to myself. Now I’m in for it.

  He is walking toward me. His steps are slow, but I feel like he’s on a crash course toward me at an accelerated rate. This can’t happen fast enough, but everything is so sudden and unexpected.

  “Here?”

  “Yes. Take off your clothes.”

  I nod, a little nervous, but also incredibly turned on. I gingerly stand, placing a little weight on my injured leg only to find that, other than a slight ache, it doesn’t hurt at all.

  Damn. That’s some incredible medical technology. My errant thought is immediately discarded as Kyllell, without preamble or a hint of shyness, strips off his robe and trousers, standing before me gloriously naked. I swallow hard.

  The ridges of his sculpted muscles are lickable, I want to draw my tongue along the lines of his pecks, trailing a path to every single one of his sculpted abs and right down to his…holy hell. Staring at his glorious member, dewy with drops of precum, I’m more than convinced this will work out just fine.

  His cock is a lighter shade of hunter green, with two large veins spiraling from the base toward the tip. It’s length is already considerable, but as I stare at it, his cock begins to lengthen even further, stiff and proud, jutting out toward me like a seeking missile searching for its target. I swallow hard at the length of him, easily the longest cock I’ve ever seen, not to mention the widest. I knew it was large when I went down on him, but I’d been so consumed with selling him on our arrangement, I hadn’t really taken it all in. My pussy clenches at the thought of that missile finding its home within my folds

  As his rod lifts higher, it reveals a few extras I’m not used to seeing. Instead of the ball sack with two testicles at the base of his cock, I see three sacks, and they are…quite large, darker in color and pulsing with obvious arousal. The one in the middle is a bright, flaming red.

  Whoa.

  There is also a ridge of fleshy cartilage that connects to the top of the middle sack just under the base of his cock. It spreads out on either side, circling round the base and forming a large node up top that will most definitely be hitting my clit. It reminds me of a very small dorsal fin, only it’s pointed toward me rather than away.

  Before I can stop myself, I reach out and softly run my finger underneath the curve of it. Kyllell sucks in a deep breath, standing ramrod straight as his cock lifts even higher than before.

  “What is this?” I ask, feeling exceptionally curious.

  “Your males don’t have a skeema?” His voice sounds strained, probably because I’m still stroking this very sensitive piece of flesh.

  “No. Just this,” I say, gripping his cock in my hand and exulting in the obvious desire in his expression.

  His hands are in fists at his sides. He takes in another deep breath. “Elysium Warriors take many bed partners to alleviate The Burning, but we are able to dictate when we will extend our seed to produce young. There are times an Elysium will wait to procreate until he finds his bond mate. Other times, he will simply choose to bear young with a female he feels strongly for. Our skeema is attached to the middle sac filled with our seed. When we wish to create offspring with a female, we can activate our skeema, extending its length into the channel of our mate. Once it reaches her womb, our middle sac empties, shooting our seed within the ridged tubing that circles our cock, and through the skeema, where it bathes the walls of her womb, ensuring a higher chance of fertilization.”

  My eyebrows raise in amazement. “Does that mean only the skeema enters when you want to have children or…”

  “My cock and skeema will plunge into your ripe cunt, but both parties must be in agreement. To impregnate a female when she does not wish to have children is against our laws.”

  All this talk of juices and cunts is making me horny as hell even though I probably should be a little weirded out by this.

  “Just to be clear, there’s no chance of your…uh…skeema taking over and getting me pregnant is there?” I give his cock another soft stroke with my hand because it is hard and velvety, and I can’t seem to stop touching him.

  His eyes roll back in his head as he lets out a low moan.

  “No. I would not do such a thing without your permission.”

  Interesting. That’s some crazy-ass—yet highly effective—birth control right there.

  “Wait, you keep claiming I’m your bond mate, but you can reproduce whenever you want. Does that mean you’ve never once activated your skeema, or have you already had children with another female?”

  He shakes his head, continuing to fist his hands at his sides as I twirl my finger along the tip of his cock and down the length of it. “I have never activated my skeema. This is why The Burning exists and is worse for some more than others. Our middle sac is ready to release when we come of age, but we cannot release until we either find our bond mate or we find a different female who is willing to bear our young despite the risk of us eventually finding our bond mate. The pressure builds, growing hotter, affecting us chemically, and driving our need further. We can ease The Burning with bed partners, as our sacks on either side release their cum, but we can never fully sate The Burning until the first time we breed.”

  “What is the point of the other two sacs then?”

  He tilts his head down, giving me an enigmatic grin. “You’ll see, my sweet Ada. Now take your clothes off and let me see you fully.”

  I hesitate for a moment, feeling slightly nervous as Carl’s words about me needing to lose a few pounds swirls through my brain, but I shake them off and begin to strip, feeling very exposed. I stop worrying as his eyes glitter with desire, his slitted pupils zeroing in on every inch of me with clear appreciation. Apparently, he’s a fan of curvy females. He stands in front of me now. His hand trails along the front of my chest, down to my nipple, and then he takes one breast in the palm of his hand.

  “So beautiful,” he murmurs.

  His eyes lock with mine for a moment, and I’m hit with the full weight of his feelings for me. Before I have time to really process it, he’s distracting me with the slow circling of his fingers along the tips of my nipples. They peak to a tight bud, throbbing at the ends, leaving my breast feeling full and needy. Then he stoops down and takes a nipple in his mouth, sliding his forked tongue over the tip and leaving a hot, wet, trail around the base, then circling to the top. His thick tongue flicks the tip. The sudden shift of stimulation shoots a hot spike of pleasure to my core. I gasp, pushing myself against him. He groans in response, sucking so hard it hurts, and I absolutely love it.

  Then he raises his head and lifts me into his arms, mindful of my leg. He slowly lowers us into the steaming water, causing other sensations to savagely spread across my skin and stoke the fire burning within my pussy. He sets my legs down and pulls me against him. My naked skin, wet and rubbing against his chest, sends erotic sensations rippling along my nerve endings.

  He kisses me. Lightly at first, and then harder, running his tongue along the inside
of my mouth with a smoldering thrust. I kiss him back, hard. My nipples brush against him. An intense throbbing builds.

  Reaching lower, I find his cock in the water and run my hand up and down its length. He growls, sitting down on a rock within the springs and pulling me onto his lap. I straddle him and gasp at the feeling of him hard and pulsing against my folds. His hand follows his cock, and I feel fingers exploring, searching, finding my clit. He captures my mouth with his again and keeps rubbing my clit as he kisses me. We find a rhythm, pressing against each other. Rubbing. Grasping.

  I realize that I am close. I put my arms around Kyllell’s neck, and run my tongue over the small, half-hidden ear near the base of his horns. He purrs low in his chest. It’s a deep, thrumming sound I’ve never heard him use before, but it vibrates against my breasts and another area that drives me absolutely crazy.

  “Ada,” he says.

  We stare at each other as he reaches farther back. His thick finger explores my entrance, softly grazing the folds of my lips and circling around in a teasing, tantalizing gesture that leaves me panting and writhing in his lap. Suddenly, he plunges a finger inside. With a groan, I raise my hips, riding against him, flinging my head back and thrusting my breasts forward. He takes the invitation without hesitating and suckles first one nipple and then the other, laving at their sensitive peaks until I’m wild with need.

  “Ada, please, I cannot wait any longer,” Kyllell says, his voice is strained. One of his arms wraps around the curve of my waist as his other hand gently tilts my head lower so my eyes are locked with his. I feel his cock pressing against me.

  “Look at me. Only me. I want your eyes on mine as I make you cum.” He pushes upward, and I spread my legs wide to take him. The tip of his cock is almost too wide for my entrance, but I’m slick with heat and arousal, my wetness envelops him, guiding his girth through my folds, stretching me wide with the most exquisite pain I’ve ever experienced. He’s only partially buried within me, and I feel so full, so much, as his eyes devour me with their intensity, his pleasure evident within the ecstasy of his expression.

  I did that. I gave this gorgeous alien the pleasure he’s been aching for over the last several years. I want him to feel everything. I want this to be so good for him that no other female will ever wipe me from his memory.

  And in that moment I realize, I don’t want him to ever take another female the way he’s taking me. I don’t want him to take another female period. Just the thought of someone else in my place, receiving his smoldering looks, his sweet touches of affection, his kind care and concern, even his worry, leaves me seething with jealousy. The thought of some other female caring for him, calming him down, saving him from his reckless decisions, and making him pant with need nearly tears me in two. The thought of losing him forever pains me more than the day Carl told me he had married someone else.

  I…I think I might actually love this alien.

  When the hell did this happen?

  And how the hell do I walk away? How do I leave Kyllell after this?

  I don’t. I won’t. We’ll figure out a way to warn the humans about the portal, but I won’t be leaving Kyllell’s side to do it.

  This sexy devil is mine, and I refuse to give him up.

  The euphoria I feel at this revelation opens my body up even further, and with one final thrust, he’s seated deep within me. His skeema rubs against my clit, and I scream out my pleasure as he throws back his head, letting out a feral roar that can only be described as triumphant. We’re one now, joined together by something more primal and natural, more beautiful and monumental than I ever thought I could experience. I’m stretched as wide as I can go, and the feeling of him within me, stroking my walls and filling me with his cock is the most meaningful moment of my life.

  Dear God, I love him. He starts to move. Slowly at first, watching me. He puts his hands on my hips to help guide me up and down, mindful of my sore leg, which is barely a blip on my radar at the moment. He lifts one hand to bring my chin toward him and just before he kisses me he says, “There is no one else for me, Ada. No female will ever compare to this feeling, this moment. No one compares to you.”

  He takes my lips with his as he continues to thrust upward, pulling my breasts flush against him. My nipples are stimulated further by the rough texture of his chest, the curves and lines of his pecks. Bursts of color bloom below my lids, my body lighting up and burning bright with every thrust of his pelvis and every delving of his tongue against mine.

  I circle my hips, letting the side of his cock and then his skeema rub against my clit as it plunges in and out of my pussy.

  I throw my head back and start to ride him in earnest. He growls, and pushes inside me with delicious force, slamming his cock into me without restraint. I dig my fingernails into his shoulders.

  “Kyllell,” I cry out. “I’m going to…I…” I open my eyes to stare deeply into his, remembering his desire to truly see me. He lets one finger drift against my clit as he expertly flicks it, then he thrusts deep within me and I completely shatter, screaming his name as my orgasm hits me hard. My eyes lock with his, seeing everything within their depths, and I break apart even further at the evidence of his love for me.

  Kyllell pumps into me, frantically pushing and pulling until his own release takes hold. His body stiffens, straining with the power of this moment, this pleasure he’s waited so long to feel, and then his roar is primal, his rapture and satisfaction culminating with my own and extending my orgasm. We ride it out together, anchoring ourselves to each other as the waves of pleasure rise and fall in succession until a burning tingle is all that’s left.

  When he looks at me again, the fierce elation on his face is mixed with wonder. We stare at each other for a moment, breathing heavy, feeling everything, and then his fingers are in my hair, his lips kissing my jaw, my neck, my lips, my chest. His arms pin me against him and he kisses me with a fervor that I can’t help but reciprocate. I feel him grow within me, hardening and lengthening, stretching me and rubbing against my G-spot, and I’m awash with arousal all over again.

  Holy hell. I’ve never had this kind of stamina before.

  I’m surprised to feel Kyllell sliding out of me as he breaks our kiss. He gently rises with me in his arms, gazing into my eyes with pure male satisfaction, but that predatory look is back again, making me shiver, my pussy pulsing with renewed need. He sets me down and turns me with my back facing him. His lips dip to the curve of my neck as his hands reach around me and cup both my breasts, massaging them, fingers lightly swirling along my nipples, eliciting an uncontrollable moan from me.

  “Kyllell what…” I start to ask, but before I can finish the question, he directs me to the lip of the pool and leans over me, gently pushing my chest atop the ridge, exposing my ass to the wet air, water slapping against me. The contrast of the heated water to the cool air on my clit makes me gasp with pleasure. It also seems as if a tingling is beginning to take hold of my cunt, but I don’t know where it’s coming from. His hands lovingly slide along my spine from my neck to the tip of my ass, and then he grabs both ass cheeks, spreading them wide and plunging a finger into my cunt. I scream again, pressure and pain mingling with the most exquisite feeling. Something sharp gently probes my G-spot, and I realize he’s extended one of his claws within me.

  He gently pulls out, drawing a soft line along the ridge of my folds and circling the tip of his claw along the pucker of my ass before going back to my folds and slowly inching his claw back in. He shifts my hips a little higher, deepening the angle and pleasure explodes through my core as the tip of his claw hits my G-spot once more. My pussy clenches his finger, milking it for all its worth as my second release hits, and I scream his name with a throaty wail. He keeps his claw there, drawing out my orgasm as his other hand lightly trails along the side of my breast and the curve of my back. I’m barely catching my breath when he pulls out and positions himself behind me. He grabs my thighs, lifting them and spreading them wide, a
nd then he penetrates me again.

  I don’t think for one moment I’ll be able to handle a third orgasm, but as soon as his girth slides through my soaking folds I’m already clenching and writhing, milking his cock and crying out his name with abandon. His skeema is hitting the pucker of my ass, penetrating it and sending jolts of renewed pleasure. It’s kinky, erotic, and something I didn’t realize I was most definitely into. I groan, stretching my hands out on the warm rocks as he pounds into me again and again. Another orgasm builds while he rides me higher and higher until I scream his name, this time bringing him with me. He grinds against my ass and lets out another primal roar. I can hear my name in there, a satisfied, possessive lilt to his tone. He is claiming me, and I’m submitting to him willingly. The warm spray of his cum fills my cunt and bathes my walls, causing an even more intense tingling sensation to ripple across my folds and clit, activating yet another round of arousal as he hardens within me again.

  “I cannot stop,” he growls. “I won’t.”

  “Don’t stop,” I say, barely managing to get it out as his cum leaks from my pussy and begins heating and cooling every exposed surface it touches. My walls are flaming with arousal, my clit is fiery one moment and deliciously chilly the next.

  “What is happening?” I ask.

  He pulls out and turns me to face him, lifting me up and setting me on the edge of the pool. My legs wrap around his torso as his hard length rests against my belly. He places a hand on my lower back and bows me backward. I arch into him, and my breasts thrust forward. He dips his head and laves at them, devouring them as I keep my legs locked around his waist and brace my hands behind me on the stone floor.

  It’s an erotic position, made more so by the feel of his length thrusting against my abdomen and the tingling hot and cold sensations of his cum on my pussy and legs.

  His lips press against my neck as he whispers, “An Elysium’s cum in our other two sacs holds properties that pleasure our females. One sac contains a heating agent, the other a cooling agent…among other things. Every inch of my cum that touches yours will enhance your nerve endings and your pleasure.”