Owned By The Alien Prince

by Zara Zenia

  “It’s a saying back home. Sorry, sometimes I get so wrapped up in conversation that I forget you aren’t human. You just fool me because you’re super awesome at speaking English.” She giggled, handing out the compliment.

  “Thanks.” I grinned, happy to relish in the way she adored me. “Now stop being distracted and go get my surprise.” I leaned back against the softness of the pillows, relaxing.

  “Right.” She laughed and winked at me as she trotted from the room.

  I watched with sensual bliss as her hips swayed as she walked away. Desire was really heating up the blood in my veins and pounding through my pulsing cock.

  I could hardly contain my excitement while she was gone and couldn’t wait for her to return. I was becoming addicted to her. When she reemerged a few minutes later, my breath halted and captured itself in my lungs. My jaw dropped to what I was sure was straight to a plummet on the floor, unhinging at the perfect shock.

  I stood up, unable to utter even a single word other than, “Wow.”

  “You like it?” She did a full circle twirl. She had a smirk on her face and her eyes gazed seductively through mine. She knew exactly how hot she was.

  “Are you kidding me? Holy fuck you are sexy. Is this my surprise?” I started panting with hunger.

  I was literally drooling over the delicious gorgeous girl in front of me. Her attention and devotion to me was supreme.

  “That’s right, baby. I bought this dress just for you, earlier with Lizana and Sallina back at the market.”

  She inched her way over to me, deliberately being slow about it to tease me further. She was wicked and naughty, and I loved every minute of it.

  Her body was sensual. She was gorgeous. The way her hair fell over her face cast a beautiful shadow that drove me wild. She looked mysterious. She moved her hips delicately as if she knew exactly the right buttons to turn me on.

  As she moved around, the scent of her pussy floored me. It was already coming through my nostrils the closer she got to me and making me shake. I sat down on the couch and watched as she moved her fingers slowly from her neck down to her chest.

  I was mesmerized by her sensual movements I noticed her fingers were shaking as she touched her bosom. The room was sliced with erotic, raw desire that swirled between us like magnets pulling in the same direction.

  Her bouncy breasts screamed to explode out of her revealing black and white skin tight dress. It fit to the curves of her figure perfectly. Each movement of her legs revealed more and more of her juicy thighs. She was teasing me as she rubbed her hands along the edge of her inner thighs.

  She was going to bare all to me tonight once again. The potential of everything I wanted to do to her rushed through my mind and made my cock harden.

  “You…look…amazing.” My eyes hungrily scanned every inch of her body, her eyes dared me to touch her. I was craving her with such force I thought my heart might pound out of my chest.

  She ignited a flame within me that was unmatched. I struggled to breath. The room became blurry. I was fuzzy with delusional lust.

  I reached out and pulled her close to me because I couldn’t take any more of this teasing and taunting. I had to feel her body pressed against mine. I was the prince of Xicret and I got what I wanted, when I wanted it.

  She was soft and sultry. The scent of perfume lingering on her neck and hair as I buried my face in her breasts. I showered her with soft, sensual and alluring kisses that made moans of pleasure escape as a whisper from her lips.

  “Was the dress expensive?” I glanced up as I made eye contact, locking in a gaze with her.

  She shrugged indifferently as if she wasn’t bothered by the price. “The cost wasn’t terribly unreasonable. You can’t put a price on your reaction that’s for sure,” she added.

  She had a point there. To her, my reaction probably made all her efforts worth it.

  A shadow of mischief overcame me and I grinned with playfulness. “It’s a good thing it wasn’t expensive.” I breathed out desperately.

  “Why is that?” She giggled, but she looked confused at my admittance.

  I grabbed her up by the hips and picked her up, sitting her on my lap so that she was then straddling me. Then, I pushed my mouth into her neck and kissed her.

  “Because, I’m going to rip that dress right off of your sexy little body,” I confessed naughtily.

  Lucy grinned, expressing her eagerness with my plan. “I wish you would, you’re taking too long.” She whined and pouted out her sexy bottom lip with lackluster complaint.

  “Mmm.” I grabbed the dress from the bottom and lifted it over her head, exposing her bare chest and tight black lacy thong. I quivered with desire upon seeing her exposed, gorgeous body.

  “Those are sexy,” I admired and glanced down at her panties with a satisfied grin of approval.

  “Kiss them, touch them.” She was being assertive and aggressive and I loved every minute of it.

  “You’re so gorgeous.” I panted like an animal in heat.

  I plucked one of her nipples into my mouth and sucked on it gloriously while I fumbled to take off her panties with my hands. I wanted nothing more than to put my hand between her legs and feel her wet, ripe sexy gash.

  She lifted her legs to slip out of the panties and to also give me a helping hand. The soft, lacy fabric fell like a feather to the floor. Her pussy was engorged, wet and glistening. She was sensitive and swollen. I knew she was ready for me before I even touched her.

  I groaned out as my fingers slipped just inside the fresh folds of her pink, delicious pussy.

  I was relishing in how wet she was. Her pussy was already puddling and pooling like a lake. My fingers slipped freely and easily back and forth as I rubbed around to find her clit.

  She moved her head back in ecstasy as I made contact with the magical place between her legs where all love and orgasms came from.

  I was completely swallowed up in the moments of passion filling my body as she continued to moan softly from reaction to my touch. I used my thumb to flick against her swollen clit and pushed my index finger inside of her.

  “You’re soaked.” I smiled, proud of myself for making her this wet with pleasure.

  I whispered sensually in her ear as I tugged and nibbled on it. She moaned out and I could feel chill bumps prickling on her skin as she was filled with ecstasy.

  I grabbed her up by the waist and pulled her on top of me so that she straddled me and her legs were wide open. I wanted to take her and keep her spread apart. I wanted to play with her pussy like it was a musical instrument and I was the conductor.

  The pink and juicy flesh between her legs was my drug and I was desperate for a hit to be surrendered to another place in my mind.

  She captivated me to new sexual heights and I was bound by the lust I felt for her. The scent of her pussy pooled me to a puddle on the floor. I turned to liquid mush as her passion and sensuality dripped between her legs right onto my fingers.

  She spread her legs open and leaned back so I could more freely and easily have access to playing with and tickling her clit. She moaned harder and louder until I knew she was about to cum. I knew she was at the edge of no return, but I wanted to stop her so I could taste that juicy nectar as it oozed from her pussy.

  I lifted her up by the waist again and placed her gently on the floor as I pushed her legs open again. She was open and inviting. Her sexy blue eyes glazed over with passion as I brought her to the brink of climax.

  “I’m gonna taste you now, baby,” I whispered to her as I kissed her navel, sending ripples of shivering pleasure through her body.

  As soon as my mouth landed softly on her pussy, she cried out in a near violent climax.

  “Oh my goodness this is amazing,” she screamed out as she pulled my head closer inside her thighs. She was breathing hard and wailing cries of passion.

  She scraped her nails against my scalp and pulled on the back of my hair. I held her close as her body rocked in or
gasm. She was screaming so hard that I was certain everyone in the palace could probably hear her throes of bliss.

  After she had come down from her climax I pulled her close and enveloped her in a loving hug. I drew in the coconut smell of her hair. I loved going down on her and would gladly do it again just to taste her.

  “Thank you,” she whispered, and her eyes were ablaze with magic. Her cheeks were rosy in the afterglow of orgasm.

  “You’re welcome.” I smiled sheepishly, dazed from her climax just as much as she was.

  “Now it’s your turn.” She sat up and grinned wickedly. Her eyes turned wild, mischievous.

  “What do you mean?” I leaned back and took in her beauty. I knew exactly what she was talking about, but I needed to hear her say the words to make me tremble with pleasure.

  “Just watch.” She was still grinning with mischief.

  She got on all fours again and leaned me back so that I was propped up on my elbows. She crouched over me and began to pump my throbbing cock dripping with pre-come.

  I was going crazy for her. I knew it would only be a matter of minutes before I sky-rocked my load of hot cum all over her.

  The sensation sent shivers up my spine with pleasure. She gave me a seductive stare and then dove right in with her entire mouth. She swallowed me up one mouthful at a time, until she had all of my cock wrapped around her lips all the way to the end. I was hurtling toward the brink of sexual madness.

  She pumped her neck up and down as she kissed, sucked and playfully teased my cock with her tongue. She worked her magic with her mouth in glorious, sexy ways that I could never have even imagined possible.

  “Oh wow this feels incredible,” I groaned as my eyes rolled back in my head. Her mouth was sexy and beautiful wrapped around my swollen, thick cock.

  After a few minutes, I knew I was headed over the edge to orgasm and it was only a matter of seconds before I poured out my love to her and was consumed with climax.

  I pulled her mouth away from my pulsing cock and watched her luscious beautiful red lips slide off the shaft. She eyed me with tantalizing seduction.

  “I want to fuck you now, baby,” I pleaded with her as I reached for a condom out of my pants pocket.

  The pants were laying in a heap next to me and I fumbled around shakily with ecstasy. I managed to get the wrapper open and frantically edged the condom onto my cock, as if I couldn’t get it sheathed onto the tip fast enough. I was consumed with wild desperation.

  “Now, you’re mine, little girl,” I growled with a deep voice and grabbed her up by the waist. “Get on all fours again.” I loved to order her around and I think she enjoyed it too given her sexy smile.

  I took my palm and gave her juicy bottom a nice little smack as she headed in the direction I wanted.

  Once she was on all fours on the floor, I spread her legs open and grabbed each fleshy plump ass cheek in each hand. I spread her open wide and gazed hungrily at her beautiful pink pussy from behind. She was glistening and beautiful. Her pussy was so juicy it was pooling a lake in front of me.

  “You are so hot,” I mouthed and nearly drooled through the pleasure. “Do you want me to fuck you from behind?” I wanted to be a raw animal and let go of every inhibition with her.

  “Yes please.” Her voice had urgency in it that made me crazy as she begged me to fuck her.

  “You’re in for the ride of your life, sweetheart. I’m gonna fuck your brains out. You’ve never experienced this level of ecstasy.” I was ready to make her cum so hard she wouldn’t be able to see straight.

  I eased the tip of my throbbing cock right inside her pussy lips, and then plunged inside. I began to thrust harder and harder, faster and faster. Her pussy was slippery and glorious as I filled her up.

  I gripped her waist for support. She was tight and the folds of skin on my cock made me crave her pussy with a deep desire. The sensation was driving me wild. After a minute or two I could feel the sweet level of satisfaction rising as I spiraled toward climax.

  “I’m gonna come from behind your pretty little ass,” I yelled as I blew my hot load inside her with a deep, guttural cry of pleasure.

  I collapsed on top of her, panting and seeing double as the world swirled around me. I was in pure ecstasy. She was incredible. My senses were tingling with delight.

  “That was amazing,” she said and rolled over on top of me. I could feel her heart beat next to mine.

  I wanted to stay there, lying beside her forever. I loved to inhale the scent of her perfume. Everything about here was intoxicating, and I was hooked around her infectious love.

  Chapter Sixteen

  Lucy

  “Oh shit!” I saw the blood leak out of my skin before the pain stung my thumb. I had been cutting carrots and celery.

  The vegetables in particular had been imported especially from Earth and hand delivered to my kitchen. That wasn’t the only import I had to look forward to. There were also salmon steaks and key lime pie ingredients to make a dessert after dinner.

  Harkzak had made sure I was stocked full of American cuisine imported right from Earth from one of his space crafts. I loved how he was willing to go the extra mile to make my life feel more comfortable.

  One of the great things about Harkzak was his attention to detail. He always made sure I got the food I needed that I was used to eating back home. Tonight was a special night because it marked the one month anniversary from when I arrived on Xicret.

  If I could have looked into the future and seen my life now, I would have never recognized it. It was extremely hard for me to believe that only a little while ago, I was sullen and bitter about arriving here.

  I never would have dreamed that I would be having a blast, making love to Harkzak while he fed me orgasms anytime I wanted them. I was also developing friendships to last a lifetime with Lizana and Sallina. Things were progressing in such a positive light that made me immensely joyful.

  I was fully prepared to dive into this cooking session for him and make an America meal he would gobble up and enjoy. It was a special occasion and he was worth the time it was taking for me to get all this food ready.

  I was rushing around in the kitchen, trying to get everything finished up before Harkzak’s arrival. I was flustered and working against the clock. I was stressing out and distracted, which was probably why the knife slipped out of my hand.

  Accidents happened when you weren’t careful and unfortunately my cut thumb was the result of that fact.

  The wound itself did not appear to slice significantly deep, so I luckily dodged a bullet with having to leave and go get stitches or something. I grabbed some paper towels off the counter and flung them to the cut to stifle the bleeding.

  “What happened?” Esme walked into the kitchen, looking ready to help. Her face became flashed with concern when she saw the blood on my hand.

  I had taught her a few phrases of English and she returned the favor by continuously working to try and help me learn Xicretese. Someday, I knew we’d be able to more freely communicate.

  I held up my swollen bloody thumb and her face turned to dread. “Finger-cut.” I made the gesture of chopping up the carrots with the knife and made a sad, frowning face.

  “Oh no.” Esme galloped over to one of the cabinets on the other side of the kitchen. That’s when she pulled out what looked like a first aid kit. “This – help — you.” She nodded and pointed to the Band-Aid and some antibiotic cream.

  “Thank you.” I breathed a sigh of relief. Esme was going to patch me back up in no time. I still had a ton of work to do to get this meal ready for Harkzak.

  She carefully bandaged my thumb with the Band-Aid. One thing I was beginning to notice about Esme was the fact that she was hardwired with maternal graces. She genuinely took care of me out of the goodness of her heart.

  I was thankful to be on the receiving end of such profound kindness. How was I to stop her if she wanted to help me do everyday tasks? I would sometimes joke with Harkzak an
d tell him she was going to spoil me. He’d always joke and say Esme would never be able to compete with the amount of affection he could give me. That was certainly the truth.

  The option to never hold a conversation or share a bond with my mother ever again was looking more and bleaker with each passing day. I couldn’t just call her up and ask for advice or give her a hug.

  That reality still stung a little, but I was happy to allow Esme to fill that empty void in my heart from time to time. She played the part well, maybe even better than my own mother did at times.

  Esme was pure and never asked for anything in return. She was also extremely forgiving, judging by the way that I had treated her in the beginning. I was still ashamed of that and was trying to mend the fences as I went along.

  “Thank you,” I said to her and gave her a grateful smile as I wiggled my newly fixed finger.

  “You need help?” She pointed to the hot skillet that had the sizzling salmon inside of it. It looked just about ready to flip onto the other side for searing.

  I shook my head fervently. Esme had already done more than enough if you asked me. That was just Esme though. She always rose above and beyond her expected duties.

  “No, thank you, I’m good. I want Harkzak to be surprised when he realizes I made this entire meal all by myself.” I grinned proudly. Now I just have to make sure I didn’t screw it up and burn everything.

  Esme gave me a funny look. I shook my head. “Oh right.” I planted a palm on my forehead. “I keep forgetting you can’t understand me when I ramble on in English. Look at me. There I go doing it again.”

  Esme continued to shake her head in confusion I was just making it worse. She had absolutely no clue what the hell I was saying. “No, thank you. No help.” I smiled and nodded so that she wouldn’t take offense or think I was casting her off.

  She nodded and gestured that she would go to another room to do some work. I gave her a friendly wave in goodbye. Now that I had that all wrapped up, I was ready to dive back into my task of making this brilliantly magnificent dinner for Harkzak. I couldn’t wait to see the look of surprise and awe on his face when he sees how romantically placed all the food would be on the table.