by Kaylee Kane
I didn’t even dare to move. I thought the slightest movement might just split me into halves. “Mmm…Casdy, you’re getting so greedy,” grunted Lord Hadron. His face was twisted and dark with dangerous passion.
He pinned his palm against my stomach and started bucking his hips back and forth. I blinked quickly as heat roared through me. My body was wrecked. I could not command myself to do anything but moan like a needy slut.
I left myself at Lord Hadron’s mercy. He slipped his hands under my arms and started lifting me. I pinched my eyes closed as his cock pulled out from my core. I could feel every inch of him exiting me. The pressure was so great it felt as if he was pulling my guts out with it.
“Oh my god…it’s too much,” I hissed through my tight lips.
My body shook out of control when he slowly let me down and let gravity impale me on his massive cock again. My legs turned into quivering jelly and the growing tingle in my pussy made me want to squeeze them tightly together.
That was when Lord Hadron’s dicktails slithered from his back and wrapped around my ankles tightly. They tugged at them tightly, keeping my thighs wide apart for Lord Hadron’s intrusion.
My mind went amok as Lord Hadron moved me up and down his cock. I glanced down and saw through the warped wobbles how tightly my pussy was wrapped around the monstrous cock.
The rampant desire catapulted through me. My whole body was aching for a release. “I am going to come inside you. I am going to fill your tummy up with my baby juice. You will bear my children, Casdy.”
I nodded erratically as blood thundered in my ears. “Yes…yes, I will, Lord Hadron…I will bear our children…please…please come inside me…please let me come…”
From the corner of my eyes, Lord Hadron smirked. The color on his cheeks heightened as he shifted gears and pumped me up and down with heated passion. He growled against the back of my neck, scorching my skin.
“Oh yes…yes, fuck me harder…please…I am going to come…I am going to come…please…” I hissed through my gasps. I was crying out in arousal. I reached my hands behind to grope along the ripped contours of his six pecs, luxuriating against the feel of his muscles against my palm.
I bucked my hips hard against him. I had no idea when he stopped lifting me and I started riding him with heated passion. The water sloshed like an angry ocean, splashing all over the edge of the pool. I moaned louder as if trying to drown the sloshing sound of the water. At this volume, his staffs would probably hear us right now.
I couldn’t be bothered.
Lord Hadron’s fingers clamped tightly against my hips as I ground him aggressively. Something dark living deep inside me came alive. I continued to ride him hard, rocking my body with all my might. I was reaching for my orgasm desperately.
“Yes, Casdy…yes, ride hard…come for me, baby,” growled Lord Hadron.
I thought I was going to combust when I slammed my breasts against the solid wall of his chest. I groaned into his chest muscles as my orgasm ripped through me. Hot cum shot out of my pussy and quickly dissolved into the water.
I grinned sheepishly to myself as Lord Hadron tightened his grip onto me and thrust deep inside me where he released. I felt his hot cum fill my cunt. He pulled up with a wet plop and shot the rest of the seemingly bottomless cum all over my face.
I grinned sheepishly as I opened my mouth to catch his yummy juice. I licked the creamy cum off the sides of my mouth and swallowed it.
“That’s my good girl…” growled Lord Hadron.
Our chests heaved and fell in unison. Our eyes interlocked in a long gaze. Lord Hadron was gasping for air when he cupped his hand on my face. I could speculate everything he had said but the look in his eyes told me his love was real.
“Casdy, you mean everything to me,” he muttered.
That was the moment I had decided this was home. Not Earth. Not Vugaria. But in Lord Hadron’s arms. Under his weight.
He was my home. My world. My everything.
###End of Paid by Alien Lords by Kaylee Kane
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SHARING HER
KAYLEE KANE
Cezane
I have always known I am different. I am not an Athylian they want to believe I am. Finally, I find out the true reason why. I am a stolen relic. The truth that has been hidden from me since birth.
I am here because I am the only one who can bear the royal child of the true Athylian king. I thought when I leave the planet for good, it will all be over…I have never been so wrong.
I never thought I would see him again. When my eyes meet the tall, dark and cocky alien Prince Zonor of Athyles, it awakens my darkest, most wicked desire. My worst memories come back and my nightmare comes alive. I fall head over heels all over him again.
I wanted him dead…now I wanted him bad.
He was my stepbrother. He was hundreds of years older. This is so wrong on so many levels…but I don’t care until I get what I want.
Zonor
She is not a purebred Athylian. She is much more than that. She is the last hope to saving Athyles from the brink of extinction.
As the true king and heir to the throne, I am prepared to risk everything to save it. What I am not prepared for is to fall in love with the earthling the moment I see her again. She is the one I have been looking for my whole life.
I want her badly and she knows it. But she is not going to make it easy for me. She doesn’t know one thing. When I want something, there is no stopping until I get what I want.
And I want her. In my hands. Under me.
I want to claim her and make her mine. After all, this is what I need to claim the throne. A Queen and an heir. Cezane can give me both…And my need for her is even greater than wanting to rescue Athyles. For her, I am willing to break every single rule and risk it all…
And then comes Dykron, my long lost brother and traitor of Athyles.
I do not mind giving up the throne to him. But when he says he wants to share Cezane…it means war.
This is a standalone novel with guaranteed HEA and OTP. This book has been previously published under the title ‘Forever His First Time’ and has been edited and extended. This story is all about her, no F/F or M/M. Only MFM. No one is biologically related in this book.
P/S: Kinks include but not limited to Alpha male dominance, breeding, oral sex, dub-con, gangbang, reverse harem, ageplay, PI, alien and monster sex, big dick, exhibitionism, masturbation, virgin, breeding, and BDSM.
1
Three Centuries Ago…
Cezane
I took a long, hard look at the e-vite from one of my thousands of sisters, Princess Rosia, hating the bitter jealousy infusing into my mind. Shutting my eyes, I sucked in a long breath and deleted the e-invite off my tablet. I rolled my eyes and plopped into the soft embrace of my bed.
Fuck Discovery Party! Fuck finding the meaning of your life! Rosia was eighteen, two years younger than me. Whenever an Athylian reached the ripe age of eighteen, they would then ‘discover’ themselves. They would gain a special power that would be their calling, which determines their duty on Athyles.
The Discovery Party was the rite of passage that everybody had to go through when they found their calling. This event was to celebrate their unique powers and mark the beginning of their adulthood. That also means that you were mature enough to set foot out of the planet.
And have sex.
Of course, sex was the major part of our lives, right? This was the most broken rule. Most Athylians had already lost their virginity once they hit puberty. Rosia was a classic example. But who was I to judge? Rosia had always been the wild girl, the go-getter, the one who would never say no to anything. If I had her confidence, you bet I would do the same too…
I was the complete opposite. A failure who could not do anything. A coward who dared not to take chances…
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Another sigh escaped my chest as I stared at the beautifully hand-painted ceiling. I hated to feel this way for Rosia. Rosia was the closest to me among my stepsiblings. She was my best friend and I shared with her my most intimate secrets. Or rather it was the other way around. She would always share with me her sexual adventures and naughty stuff she did.
It was only a couple of weeks ago when Rosia learned that she was gifted with the knowledge of multiple languages, including the rarest forms from minor planets around Creamy Way. I always thought she had a wonderful way with words and would become a translator someday. I was right.
But when would it be my turn? I had no idea.
Instead of wallowing in self-pity, I decided to close my eyes and enjoy the peaceful evening. During the day, I had been attending classes after classes. Only the minors of Athyles had to attend classes. This was to help them find their callings earlier. And of course, I was the oldest in the class. If I didn’t find my calling any sooner…I would be too embarrassed to even attend any.
I was about to doze off when there was a knock at the door. With a soft grunt, I pulled myself up from the bed and dragged my feet across the room to open the door.
My eyes fell on Rosia. My stomach lurched.
“Oh hey, Rosia!” I feigned a smile.
“Cezane!” Rosia threw her arms around me and squeezed me in a tight embrace. I almost suffocated when she let me go after a minute. I faked a smile as I desperately gasped for air. “My dear sister, you must have received the e-vite for my Discovery Party that I sent out this morning!”
I hesitated. “Oh, yes, yes. My sister, I have!” Shit. The last thing I wanted for Rosia to know was I deleted her e-vite. Rosia was so stoked about it, like all who found their callings and had drawn out the full plan for the party from the theme to the slightest details of the outfits she was going to wear since months ago.
Rosia grabbed my hands. Her purple eyes pierced into mine, reminding me more reasons why I was so jealous of her. Long red curls pouring down her sleek shoulders and flowed down her petite waist.
Rosia was tall too. She always towered over me and made me feel like a dwarf next to her. It was not her fault. Most Athylians had tall and strong build as they were made to be warriors. I only had myself to blame for my short genes.
“I haven’t received your RSVP but I know you will attend, right?” asked Rosia, her eyes big and hopeful.
“Yeah, of course! I haven’t got around to RSVP but sure, I will be there!” I lied. My mind was racing for excuses. Maybe I should fake diarrhea that day and pretend to be too sick to attend. You would never blame someone for having explosive diarrhea let alone letting them rain on your parade, no puns intended.
Wait, what was the date again?
Rosia smiled sweetly and tightened her grips on my hands. “Thanks, Cezane! It means a lot to me, you know. After all, you are my best friend. You are the only one I could trust and tell things to…”
Guilt pricked at my conscience. I was a horrible friend.
Rosia let go of my hands. “I stopped by to make sure you got my e-vite. See you this Sunday!” She was about to walk out through the door when she stopped and frowned at me.
It must be the look on my face.
“You alright, Cezane?”
“Yeah.” I shrugged and faked a smile. Rosia tilted her head sideways and grabbed my hands. “You can’t lie to me. You can’t hide anything from me. We have been besties since we were children. Come on, tell me.”
I gave up. A sigh escaped my chest. There was nothing I could hide from Rosia. She would see it through in the end. After all, this bitter resentment had been bottled up within me for so long, if I didn’t get it out right now, I had no idea when I would be able to.
“Alright, fuck it. I am jealous.”
Rosia’s eyes widened. “Of what?”
I glanced at her up and down. “Of you. Mostly. I have always been envious of you. You are tall, pretty, fair…everything a man could dream of…and I am…a mess. And now, you are younger than me but you have found your calling. I am…still very much a child.”
Rosia burst into laughter. “Are you kidding me?”
My heart leaped in my throat when she reached her hands out and pushed my breasts together, making my already over-spilling bosom look even fuller.
“You should look at these, Cezane!”
Shame spread through my face. Why the fuck did Rosia do that? She knew that was the most insecure part of me! I was insecure about myself anyway but my big bosom was the part of myself that I hated most. They were too distracting and became the center of attention wherever I went. That was also part of the reason why I spent most of my time in the comfort of my own room.
I pulled myself away and turned from her. My face was heating up quickly. “What were you doing?”
Rosia laughed, “I wish I were half as voluptuous as you!”
“You kidding?” I was not sure if Rosia was just being cynical. She looked genuinely envious. It somehow made me feel slightly better.
Rosia shook her head. “Men would die for those, I tell you.” I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms over my chest. “Maybe you should go out and you know…experience being an adult…maybe that will trigger you to find your true calling.”
I rolled my eyes. “Thanks for your help!”
Rosia winked at me and said goodbye before she disappeared through the door again. I closed the door once Rosia was out of sight. Leaning against the back of the door, I slid to sit down on the floor and squeezed the bridge of my nose.
“I am a terrible friend,” I sighed. “Maybe I should just go to the Discovery Party…but this would be the last one.” I pulled myself up when I caught my own reflection on the black marble wall staring back at me.
I stopped and took a close look at myself. When was the last time I looked closely at myself? I could not recall. The maidservants usually dressed me up. I trusted their skills more than mine. I could not do any makeup. Rosia was my makeup artist. She helped me choose most of my clothes, which most of them focused on accentuating my boobs. Sometimes I wondered if she was just playing tricks on me.
Then, I remembered why I had refused to look at the mirror. It reminded me of how I was different from the others. I didn’t have Rosia’s beautiful purple eyes. My eyes were in dark shade of green that reminded me of a serpent’s. I stepped back, blinked, and braved myself to look into the reflection again.
My nose was dainty and small. Rosia’s was tall and prominent. My lips were full and pouty and probably the most presentable part of me.
Why did I look so different? No one had told me why. No one mentioned it. Why? Was there something they were trying to hide from me? But what?
Frustration turned into rage. “Argh!” I brushed the lamp off the bench. The mosaic lamp crashed onto the floor in shattered pieces and the carpet caught fire that burst into bright flames.
“Fuck!” My hand flew to cover my mouth as my heart somersaulted into my throat. Panic seized and paralyzed my whole body. My feet were rooted on the floor as the flame spread and consumed the carpet and started swallowing the table near it.
I staggered back until my back was connected to the wall behind me. “Oh fuck!”
“Princess Cezane!” Muffled voices shouted from behind the door. I quickly opened the door when the maidservants poured in and rushed to put off the fire. My brain was in delirium. I could not take in anything that the maidservants said as I was ushered out of the room into safety.
I turned around and caught a glimpse of the flame glistening in my room, reflecting the state of my life. As if it was not already fucked up enough.
2
Cezane
“Now, my dear Cezane, will you tell me what happened?” asked King Zelius of Athyles. As if I was not already depressed from my self-hatred, now I had to face the wrath of my father, the king of this planet.
I chewed my lip raw and laced and
unlaced my fingers together as I paced up and down in the middle of the throne room. I knew I was on King Zelius’ watch list for not finding my calling at twenty. I gulped when the king arched his brow at me. “I am sorry, father. I knocked over the lamp.”
King Zelius rolled his eyes. “How careless, Cezane! You can’t be acting like a child all the time. You are twenty!” Hurt gnawed my heart. I gasped and was about to say something when Queen Sena, perched next to the king on the throne nudged him. Now Queen Sena was not my mother. My mother was Lady Azaria, King Zelius’ third wife out of three hundreds of them, as of this week.
“My liege, Cezane is only a child. Don’t be so hard on her.”
