by Kaylee Kane
“Why would I want to look at the menu when I am hungry for what’s in front of me?” What?
“What?”
I shook my head to shake myself out of my daydream. Shit! Did I just think out loud in front of him? Shame burned my cheeks when I flipped through the menu nervously.
I glanced over the hunky alpha alien at the table sitting behind him where they had buffalo wings. “Yeap, that’s right. I am craving for the buffalo wings that they are having.”
Dykron laughed. “Let’s order that. And what would you like to have to drink?” I fixed my gaze on his damn sexy face that I wanted to sit on right now. Why did he have to be my own stepbrother?
My panties were soaking wet right now after the shameful encounter. Could you believe it? I met Dykron for the first time and I just grabbed him by the crotch! Did he even know who I was? An urgent need rose within me.
It had been three centuries since I had been banished from Athyles. King Zelius had said it himself he wanted nothing to do with me. So why should I care? We both were exiled from Athyles and disowned by our father.
I blinked quickly and shook my head. “Look, I am sorry. I can’t think straight at the moment.”
“It’s alright. I have that effect on women.”
I frowned at him. No doubt Dykron was Zonor’s brother. Both of them had that fucking cocky attitude.
I took the chance to feast my eyes on his hot bod. His jeans slung deliciously low on his hips, revealing a hint of his boxers. I clenched and grabbed the hem of my skirt until it went all crinkly. I could jump on him right now and ride him into ecstasy.
I chewed my lip raw as heat spread through my body. What was Dykron doing here? After so many centuries? What did he want from me?
“Are you new around here?” I asked. This was a small town and people knew each other quite well. I did not think I had ever seen Dykron here before.
“Yeah, I got transferred to the university around here,” said Dykron. I tilted my head at him. I wondered if he was trying to hide from the world that he was immortal like me. Then, he did a pretty crap job keeping his real name.
I crossed and squeezed my legs together as my pussy was throbbing in protest. I cleared my throat and tried to relax my muscles before the whole bar smelled like my pussy.
“So...are you going to order any drinks?” I was debating between margarita and cosmopolitan when Dykron suddenly leaned in. His face was inches away from mine. His devilish eyes pierced deep into mine, searing into my soul. I held my breath when I could feel his warm breath kissing my cheek. “Or would you like to go back to my place so that I could give you a piece of me that you have hungered for?”
His words sent sizzles down my spine. My bones were melting inside. I almost got a heart attack when he reached his hand out and grabbed me by the thigh.
My eyes fluttered closed as an urgent need bubbled in me. His fingers slid under my skirt and pushed it up until it was right below my crotch. Damn. I felt like I was on fire right now.
I focused my gaze on his face that was now darkened with lust.
“That’s what you want, right?” His voice was low and dripped with need.
I had no fucking idea what came over me. I grabbed him by the back of his head and pulled him closer. I was as surprised as he was when I pressed my lips against his for a kiss. His eyes flew open, then closed in relaxation.
Dykron cupped his hand on my cheek and tilted my head back as he deepened his kiss. A haze of delirium bounced around me. His soft tongue plundered my mouth, claiming every inch of it. I thought by now he would have felt the thunderous pounding of my heart against his.
I trailed my hand along the rigid wall of his muscular chest, feeling his muscles tensed against mine. It felt like forever until we finally pulled apart.
“You are a demanding little brat,” growled Dykron when I gave him a sheepish smile. His eyes glazed with need when they fell on my bobbing breasts.
“I have been taught that if I want something, I will have to chase it with a club.” I winked.
Dykron bent over and gritted his teeth while he whispered into my ear, “You are right. Not only am I going after you with a club. I am going to give you this club right now.”
10
Cezane
The next thing I knew, my back was slammed against the washroom wall. My breath was knocked out of my lungs when Dykron pinned me down against the wall and pressed his demanding, hot mouth against mine.
My eyes fluttered close as I inhaled his warm exhale and the masculine scent of his cologne. His large palm cupped my face, locking me in place as his intrusive tongue danced in my mouth. My moans were rising in my throat.
I grinned sheepishly to myself thinking how exciting this was fucking King Zelius’ firstborn, my own stepbrother, without him knowing who I really was. I did not think he would mind even if he knew I was his stepsister. He would probably revel in it but I wasn’t giving him the satisfaction yet.
“Mmm…” I groaned and threw my head back as Dykron’s other hand groped along the curves of my hips. I could feel the erotic tension emanating from the tip of his fingers. “You’re so fucking hot. I could pound you right now…”
Dykron took the chance and kissed along my exposed neck, marking his territory on my skin. I pushed my chest up against him as I greedily ran my hands over his bulging biceps. My nipples were hard as pebbles as they prodded against the padding of my bra.
I groaned through my gritted teeth, “Yes, I want you to take me right now…” I almost called him brother…Luckily, I stopped myself before the word slipped out. It was just at the tip of my tongue…
Hot wetness grew between my legs as Dykron continued to nuzzle along my shoulder blades and sucked hard onto my pounding jugular. Lusty moans rolled out of my chest like a bottomless stream.
“I am so going to…” growled Dykron. He groped aggressively for my breasts and started kneading them through my dress. “Mm…let’s see what we got here….” His eyes flashed with lust as he pulled the collar of my dress down until my black lace bra popped out.
My breath was caught in my throat. Dykron grunted greedily as his arms slithered around me and unfastened my bra with his needy, shaky fingers. “Mmmm…” I groaned as a wave of relief washed over me.
“You look so beautiful…” Dykron’s breath got heavier as he stared down at my breasts and marveled at the size of them as if he had seen a woman’s bosom for the first time. When he kneaded them between his skillful fingers and opened his mouth to take my nipple in, I knew he was more than experienced.
“Mmm…these sweet juicy boobs are not only nice for the eyes, but they also taste so good too…” He lashed his tongue at the tip of my nipple, sending electric shock straight to my core.
I groaned and threw my head back. My hands groped around his body, scratching my long nails across his hot, hard bod. I wanted to rip his clothes off as a revenge for what he had done to my body.
I clenched my fists. My whole body firmed up in arousal when he continued to suck vigorously on my pink areola, making it wet and long. My knees turned into jelly.
I was grateful for the wall behind me, supporting my weight. By the way the flimsy wooden wall vibrated, I was not sure how long it could hold me. I laced my fingers through his soft, silky hair and tugged hard.
His other hand traveled further down south of my body. I felt his greedy fingers slip under the hem of my dress and hike up my thighs. My legs shook as he got closer and closer to the source of my wet heat. I almost exploded when he slid his fingers into my panties.
The hairs on the back of my neck prickled. I clenched my jaw as my breath rushed out from my closed lips. Damn.
“You are getting so wet…you want my cock deep inside you, don’t you?”
I groaned and sucked in mouthful after mouthful of breath. My head was spinning quickly. So quickly that I thought I might pass out at any time. My lungs strained to pull in more
oxygen.
It might have been because I had not had a cock for a long while…Blush rose on my cheeks. I knew I would have been bright red right now. For once, I was grateful for the dim lighting of the bar washroom. Dykron might not have noticed that I had turned into a tomato.
Luckily for the papaya sunrise candle burning at the corner of the washroom that drowned the smell of my soaking wet pussy too! When I did not answer him immediately, Dykron slipped his hand between my legs and started rubbing up and down.
“Mmm…yes, oh fuck...” I gripped onto his shirt, crumpling it as I squeezed my legs together, trapping his hand in between.
“Relax…” Like a magic word, my muscles relaxed. I buried my face in Dykron’s chest and heaved in the masculine musk of his cologne. He sped up his strokes, rubbing my wet folds up and down. I had no idea what happened to me that my senses suddenly became so sharp.
It might have been the scent of the candles or the lighting in the bathroom. I could feel every inch of his strong fingers stroking my G-spots, sending bolts of excitement into my core.
My legs were shaking when he thrust two fingers through the tight, pillowy opening of my pussy. A lusty cry ripped from my lips. I wrapped my arms around Dykron’s strong shoulders and grinned sheepishly to myself.
A mix of sweat and spit pooled in Dykron’s chest. I could not even bear to lift my head and look into Dykron’s eyes when he finger-fucked me.
I was groaning like a slutty alien whore when he suddenly tugged my hair with his free hand and tilted my head up.
“Look at you…” A wicked smile split his face. I barely heard anything he said as I was too focused on taking in the perfect features of his hard angular jawline and high cheekbones. Damn. He looked like he had been molded by the hands of god himself.
How could someone be so fucking perfect? No wonder he was the true firstborn of King Zelius! The thought made my stomach flutter even harder.
My whole body trembled as he continued to thrust his fingers in and out of my pussy.
“Let’s see how much you could take…”
“Wait, what?” My eyes sprang open when he thrust me with his three fingers. My body firmed up. I dared not even to move when the fingers intruded my pussy. I could feel every inch of his hard digits spreading my hole…
My mouth fell open as I frowned in sweet agony. “Oh god…” I muttered. A mix of pleasure and pain bounced around me. It felt so good yet at the same time…my pussy felt out of practice…
“You are getting so wet…”
Dykron did not have to tell me. I could feel the wetness streaking down the insides of my thighs and seeping under the base of my heels. He was turning me into his submissive, needy whore and I hadn’t even seen his cock yet!
It was so unfair.
“But you are doing quite well there…”
I was gasping for air when another finger joined in…I cried out and pinched my eyes closed. Dykron swiftly shushed me. “You can do this…if you can’t even handle my fingers…how are you going to handle my cock?”
I gulped as my pussy clenched in excitement. Dykron shot me a wicked smirk and I lowered my head in shame. “You do not have to be ashamed of wanting what you deserve, my dear…” He trailed his finger along my jawline and lifted my eyes up.
Our eyes interlocked, it made my blood pound faster through my veins. The fantasy of how massive his cock would be bounced in my head. I mean, I had touched it. It was really huge! It felt as if I was holding onto my small arm or something…
Based on my experience, it was at least fifteen inches. I did not think any guys I had dated had fifteen inches…even if they claimed so…except for one…Zonor. Of course! They were brothers, right?
I was getting so close to the edge when Dykron continued to fuck my pussy with four of his fingers. My body was singing with pleasure as his digits went in and out….in and out….in and out…stretching my vagina walls.
I caught the rhythm of his thrusting and bucked my hips against his hand, moving with his probing fingers. I was getting so close to the edge…I wanted a release…
Then, Dykron suddenly stopped, denying my release.
I glared up at him and almost asked him why when he said, “No, you are not getting it yet…not until you have shown me that you are worthy of it…”
Dykron’s other hand cupped on my face, then he thrust his thumb into my mouth. A salty tinge on my tongue. I had no idea what came over me I started sucking on it.
I stilled my gaze on him when I let my tongue twirl around his thumb, making him wish that I was sucking on his cock instead. His face darkened with need as he growled impatiently.
“Why don’t you show me what else that sweet little mouth can do?”
I almost thought I was dreaming when he tilted my head down and pushed his crotch forward. I blinked quickly at the dick print pressed hard against his crotch. He would have looked obscene if it wasn’t for the dark color of the jeans. It was leaving almost nothing to the imagination!
My knees turned into jelly. I fell to the ground, kneeling before the Athylian fallen prince. My shaky hands reached greedily for the belt that I ripped open. I could not wait for another second when I pulled his zipper down.
“You will get it…don’t worry…” growled Dykron though his voice betrayed his urgency as well. His cock sprang out of his jeans and bobbed inches away from my face.
My eyes fluttered open when the massive third leg danced in front of my eyes. My mouth turned dry at the monstrous size of it. My pussy was throbbing fear and excitement. Would I be able to take it?
I almost forgot how big was the average Athylian cock. It had to remind me of Zonor. He was the one who brought the dark side out of me. He was the one who took me to the edge… Suddenly, I realized how much I had missed him.
Pulsing veins throbbed along the thick shaft to the glistening bulbous head. Pre-cum dripping from its eye.
“Go on…” Dykron gave me a small push at the back of my head. I looked up at him pleadingly. He nodded with a grunt.
I licked my tongue over my lips to lubricate it and opened my mouth following the massive shape of his staff. I could already feel the soreness in my jaw when his cock sank into my mouth. Salty spiciness exploded in my tongue.
“Mmm…” I squeezed my eyes closed and let the cock bury deeper into me. I could feel every inch of his rigid engorged shaft spreading the wall of my mouth, stretching my lips.
Dykron growled and threw his head back. He grabbed hold onto my shoulder with one hand. His other hand raked across my scalp and tugged at my hair. He pushed his crotch against my face to thrust his cock deeper and deeper into my mouth.
I fought not to gag. I twirled my tongue around his head, teasing him some more. I glanced up at him and smiled to myself when I saw his tortured face twisting in sweet agony.
“You are such a little tease…” grunted Dykron as he bucked his hips against me. He slammed his cock deep into my throat, making me gag a few times.
I grabbed onto his muscular thighs for support as he continued to thrust into me. My jaw was sore but his demanding cock kept coming. The mix of pre-cum and spit dribbled from the corner of my lips and my chin was glistening.
I could not help but feel like an alien whore. My muffled moans slipped from my lips. Blazing heat shot straight to my core.
I wanted a release. My pussy was throbbing with need, begging to be fucked. I continued to suck him harder and faster, trying to make him come with my mouth.
“Arrghh…I want to fuck you so much!” He slammed deep into my throat and pulled out from my mouth with a wet plop. With a strong movement of arm, he tugged me on my feet.
I almost stumbled back when he turned me around so that I gave him my back. I fell forward and held onto the wall for support. I could not think straight anymore.
He pulled up my skirt that barely covered my ass anymore and ripped the panties down. My legs were shaking violently when
Dykron grabbed onto my hips and bent me over. A gust of cold wind blustered over my wet pussy.
I groaned against the wall when Dykron’s fingers clamped onto my ass cheeks and spread them. “Look at you…” I glanced back and saw Dykron’s lustful face. “You are so fucking wet…can’t wait to take my cock inside you…”
I gulped when Dykron clutched onto his shaft and started pumping it up and down. I was breathing erratically when he tapped his cock against my pussy lightly, sending tremors through me. My whole body was wrecked, under his spell.
“I want you to take me…” I was reaching my fingers back to stroke my pussy when he rubbed his cock against my pussy in a sweet circular motion. I hung my head as my mind went amok.
