Hero's Bride

by C. J. Scarlett

  “You smell really nice. It’s making me want to run my tongue all over your beautiful body.”

  Grabbing her wandering hands, he took a moment to make sure she understood. “I must tell you that what you are feeling right now is being brought on my mating scent. It is designed to lure a female and make her so wild with lust that she claims me as her own. We should separate, so you can have time to consider what you want.”

  “The thing is, I’ve honestly wanted you all along.”

  “If I take you home with me tonight, it’s not going to be temporary.”

  Nuzzling her face along his neck, she murmured softly, “We can argue about that later.”

  That sounded like consent to his dirty ears. Standing up, he carried her out of the pit and to his cycle. Jax growled, tossing her safety helmet over to him. Strapping it on, he sat her on his transport and climbed onto the front. As his pretty little queen’s arms slid around his waist, he spoke to Jax. “Have my brother bring her transport.”

  “I do not like you.”

  Smiling at the strange creature, Arac answered quickly, “You will, I promise.”

  Chapter 14

  ~ Arac ~

  Music Mix

  Riding home was difficult as his queen couldn’t seem to keep her hands off of him. In his mating induced haze, he remembered only one thing about Kabelda’s reaction the first time he called her. The look on her face had been a mixture of pride and scorn. She’d hung him in the throne room and forced every drone on the ship watch him become needier and needier. It had been a humiliating beginning to a relationship filled with pain.

  His new human queen surrendered herself to him so quickly he’d felt the need to warn her off. Even now she buried her face between his wings, teasing him with unimaginable pleasure as her small soft hands wandered over his body. It took a warrior’s concentration to keep them safe when her hands found their way beneath his clothing. She stealthily explored every inch of his stomach and torso, lingering over his taunt muscles. Quiet pride filled his soul that she seemed to love his body so much.

  Tucking her hand into the front of his waistband felt like a promise of things to come. Her soft fingers rested against his heated flesh, making his engorged cock ache to be released. After what seemed like forever, they arrived. Scooping her from the bike, he headed towards his domicile.

  Suddenly his father stepped, and his brothers surrounded them.

  “Stand aside, the queen is mine.”

  “You can’t overwhelm her with your mating scent and take her by force.” The moment the words left the older man’s lips, Arac felt Tara jerk in his arms. “I know you think what you do is right, because it was such with our queen in the past. Humans are different. Even you must see that, my son.”

  “We have spoken and my queen wishes it.”

  “She’s not in her right mind, son. Let her go and we will see what she has to say…”

  Struggling to get down, Arac eased Tara to her feet. If he thought she intended to run, then he would have been very mistaken. She stalked over his father, grabbed him by the arm, and had angry words with the man. Arac watched with quiet dignity as she advocated for her own wish to be with him. He caught snippets of what she was saying, something about minding his own business and stop thinking of her as a child because she was smaller in stature. It was amusing to watch.

  Turning, she stalked up several steps to his front door before turning to hold out her hand to him. Arac was moving before he will his body to action. Lifting her into his arms, he knew not what force possessed him. He knew only that he must have her close, breathing his scent. Her alluring human scent was already rising to meet his. It was intoxicating and unlike anything he’d ever known.

  Kicking open his door, he walked straight to his mister. Tearing off their clothing, they stumbled into the unit together. As the cool mist hit his body momentarily dousing his need, he managed to speak.

  “I have never cleansed with a female.”

  “Me either.” Her hands flew over his body, working up a lather. It felt fantastic.

  “May I touch you, my queen?”

  Grinning, she wrapped one leg around him. “You had better, before I explode.”

  “Where may I touch?”

  Staring up into his eyes, her lips curved into a soft smile. “I think we should both just do what comes naturally. If you do anything I don’t like, I’ll let you know.”

  “I wish to bite you.”

  “I want that too. Humans normally do that when they climax. Do that when you empty into me.”

  An excited screech escaped his throat before he could stop it. His little queen didn’t seem to mind his insectoid instincts. She leaned over and kissed his neck as her soft hands gently rubbed up and down both of his antennas at the same time.

  “May I release my member now?”

  “Absolutely, I’ve been dying to see it, baby.”

  Running his hand down his stomach he pressed open the seam that kept his member carefully protected. He need not have worried that his new queen would find him off putting. He breathed a sigh of relief at her pleased expression. Dropping to her knees totally confused him. Queens did not kneel before drones, it was too weird.

  When her hand came up to caress him, her touch was gentle. Using two hands she skated up and down his length, before bending over to kiss the tip. Her soft lips on his rod, made visions of performing the halabow on her delicate body float through his mind.

  Shock mingled with the most exquisite pleasure swamped him as her warm moist tongue came out to lick him from root to tip, giving his tip a little swirl around the side before repeating the process. Leaning slightly, his back hit the shower. His mind struggled to categorize the experience, but grasp as he might, Arac could find nothing to compare her sensual assault to. As she sucked the tip of his rod into her mouth, he realized it was the reverse halabow.

  Gasping, he dared to look down to see his queen looking up at him with her beautiful blue eyes. Seeing himself slide in and out of her mouth was the most beautifully erotic sight his eyes had ever beheld. If this moment never happened again, it would live forever in his memory as the night he was worshiped by a beautiful queen.

  Not trusting himself to refrain from spilling where he shouldn’t, he pulled her up.

  “You smell fantastic and taste amazing. That’s not fair. I hope you know that, baby.”

  Shaking uncontrollably, he pushed her wet hair back from her face. “You break down all my defenses.”

  “You’re having a good time, right?”

  Flipping her around, Arac pressed her back to the wall for a brief second before lifting her up for a kiss. “I’m having the best time of my life.”

  He put her back down just in time for the drying cycle. Arac found he was unable to take his eyes off her as she ran her fingers through her pale hair. Reaching up, he sifted his fingers through it as well. Taking unasked liberties with his new queen felt naughty but right somehow. Tilting her face up, she smiled at him.

  Picking her up again, he carried her to his sleeping platform. “Wait here, I will get my heart stone.”

  Grabbing his hand, she pulled him down beside her. “How about we get used to each other first?”

  “But without the stone… there is only me.”

  “You’re all I need tonight, baby.” Pulling him over, she made the human kiss with him.

  His queen was forward but sweet. Arac loved that combination. It made him feel desired, and that she tended to his needs first made him feel respected. It was a potent combination. The more she touched him, the more he felt the imprint taking hold. Arac had been so angry over the abuse and humiliation with Kabelda that he had refused to accept her imprint. It had provoked her fury like nothing else. The small window came and went, leaving him swelling with her young but not imprinted. His mating scent never released again, until now.

  Submitting to the imprint was almost too easy. His body and mind wanted to seal them together, even
though he knew Tara had no idea what was going on. Her naked need for him was too much. Gliding his wrists over her skin, he covered her in his scent, making her need for him spike. Humans queens were small and responded so much more strongly to the mating lust than Maruvian queens. Her small body literally shook as he slid his hands over her body.

  “You’re a handsome drone.”

  Freezing in place, he looked into her eyes. Just moments ago her expression had been soft and unfocussed as she drifted along in his thrall. Now her eyes were crystal clear and assessing. Smiling uncomfortably at being caught dousing her with his mating scent, he murmured, “Remember that in the morning, when the mating lust has cleared.”

  “I plan to enjoy and remember every micron of our time together.”

  “Even if it binds you to me for all times?”

  Making a small sound of laughter, she replied, “Especially if it tethers us to each other, with magical binds that last forever.”

  “You make light of what I have to offer, my queen.”

  Pulling him over on top of her, she peered up at him. “Do you want to know the truth?”

  Nodding sincerely, Arac waited for her to speak.

  “I am going to remember every detail of this encounter, just like I remember every detail of our previous encounters. I have an eidetic memory and means I never forget anything.”

  Drawing back slightly, he made a sound of disbelief. “We are very different, my queen. If I were forced to remember every detail of being with Kabelda, I would go mad.”

  Wrapping her legs around his waist, she drew him close, purring in his ear. “How about you and I make some memories that you are loath to forget?”

  Warming to her generous offer, he asked, “What do you wish of me, my queen?”

  Running her hand over the base of his wings, she stared into his eyes. “I wish our joining to be totally different from anything you did with Kabelda. I give myself to you, to do with as you wish tonight. Seeing you fulfilling all your wildest mating dreams would make me happy.”

  “What of your pleasure?”

  Laughing, she was clearly delighted with his question. “The thing is, I love being with you. As long as you are careful not to hurt me, I’m going to be having the time of my life.”

  Feeling a surge of sexual excitement so strong it hurt, Arac murmured, “I wish to cover you in my mating scent, touch you, taste you and enjoy thrusting into you for hours.”

  Running her hands up his chest, she responded, “I like the sound of all that, and don’t forget the biting. You promised me biting earlier.”

  A tiny screech of excitement escaped from his lips. His queen beamed up at him. She appeared eager to be mated. It was a good look for her. His queen’s pale body and hair were unique, even among her own kind. “Your lush curves call out to be worshiped, my queen.”

  “It would settle for whole lot less than worship by a drone such as you.”

  Rubbing his face over her neck as his wrists covered her in his scent sent her spiraling into another lust induced haze. Opening his mouth, he tasted the pretty pink tips of her pale breasts. Wrapping his hand around one, he realized it was a generous handful, even for his large hands. Maruvian queens did not have globes, for they did not nurse young. His queen’s globes must be tender, for she moaned in pleasure when he mouthed them.

  Closing his sharp teeth around the tiny nub on the end, he gently bit down, causing her to arch off the sleeping platform. His little queen was sensitive. Arac slid is hand between her soft thighs to explore as he licked and teased her breasts. He was intent on learning all her secrets. As he ran his fingers over her tender flesh, she whispered words of devotion that spoke to his inner male. Words he’d always wished to hear a queen say to him.

  Drifting his face down her body, he buried his face between her legs. Though he had been hard since they left the mine, he shoved his needs aside in favor of pleasuring his queen. It was gratifying to watch her responding as a queen should.

  One swipe of his tongue verified that she tasted as good as she smelled. Unable to stop himself, he explored her thoroughly with his tongue and gently probed her with one finger. Shocked at how soft and warm her body was, he immediately moved above her to claim what she offered with her open acceptance of him.

  Easing himself into her body took some doing. They didn’t seem size proportioned to fit.

  “Just go slow. Our bodies are designed to adapt.” Her voice was laced with need, breathless anticipation, and an element of determination. It was enough to encourage what he might otherwise not.

  As he bottomed out, he had the realization that his little queen had been correct. Their joining was a tight fit, but it worked.

  “You feel really good.”

  Jerking up to look into her eyes once more, Arac couldn’t help but smirk. “You do as well. I am surprised you can speak, stuffed as full of my cock as you are.”

  Making her laugh had not been such a good idea, for when she convulsed with laughter her body tightened around him like a metal fist. He pulled back slightly and she hissed in what he thought was pleasure. Surging back a bit felt like dying and being reborn. Barely moving a few more times, Arac enjoyed the feeling of sliding through her incredibly tight channel.

  His queen grasped his arms. “If you don’t give a full thrust soon, I’m throwing you out of this room.”

  Looking down into her teasing face, he smirked again. “You forget, my little queen. This is my room not yours. And you gave yourself over to my pleasure tonight.” Pulling all the way out, he watched pure pleasure dance across her face. Shoving back into her was pure bliss. Moving back and forth at a slow and steady pace, Arac experienced more pleasure than he’d ever thought possible. However, with his little queen, enough was never quite enough. Picking up the pace, he was shocked when her body seized into a beautiful orgasm that turned her skin pink from her plump little breasts to her hairline.

  All he could think of was provoking orgasm after orgasm from her lush body. She seemed to enjoy each one more than the last. As her short blunt nails scraped gently across his back his wings lifted to give her access. Never having known such bliss, Arac felt his own control slipping bit by bit until at last he joined her.

  Something about sinking his teeth into her beautiful pale flesh gave him cause for concern. Perhaps that could wait until another night. He’d only mark her when he was certain she was his. Shaking his head as he curled around her precious body, Arac remembered he’d accepted her imprint. She was his and he was hers. His little queen would soon feel the pull of his imprint.

  Chapter 15

  ~ Tara ~

  Music Mix

  Waking the next morning, Tara realized the entire room was saturated with the scent of their mating. Turning over, she cuddled up to Arac’s chest. A huge bicep came up around the back of her and his hand draped over her waist.

  “Sweetie, the room smells like sex.”

  “I will clean it now if you wish.”

  Stretching her arms above her head, she yawned. “It hardly seems worth it, since all I want to do is have more sex.”

  Making a small shocked sound, Arac looked down at her. “I can’t believe you wish for more mating already. I rode you for hours last night.”

  Sliding to straddle his waist, she placed both hands on his chest and looked down into his handsome face. “Does that mean it’s my turn to ride you this morning?”

  His face turned a darker shade, making it almost look like he was blushing. “I am much aroused.” Sliding his hand down, he released a rod that looked as though it might have fallen off the statue of a hauntingly beautiful fertility god.

  Taking it in her hand, she stroked him, causing him to wiggle beneath her. “You’re sensitive here, aren’t you?”

  “Very. I wish to be inside you.”

  “Lucky for you, I want the same thing.”

  Easing herself down on his magnificent rod, she hissed at the stretching. “I would have thought that after
last night it wouldn’t be such a tight squeeze.”

  Thrusting up slightly, Arac gritted out, “The squeezing is my favorite part, my queen.”

  Pulling back slightly, she motioned to their joined bodies. “Look at how well we fit together, my love. Watch your female taking you into her body over and over again. See how your rod is covered in my slick excitement.”

  His face contorted into a mask of passion as he watched her take him over and over again. Arac’s plum colored skin was slightly darker covering his rod, and evidenced soft veining just below the surface. His alien rod moving in and out of her soft pink folds was an erotic sight, even to her own eyes. Arac must have thought so as well, because his antennas were twitching in pleasure.

  Leaning over, Tara ran her lips up the side of one antenna. Her warm breath caused it to jerk uncontrollably. As her body began to seize up in a strong orgasm, Arac grabbed her and began thrusting roughly up into her. Squealing with delight, she opened her mouth around the long smooth antenna and ran her tongue from the base to the tip, before sucking gently on the tip. Unclear if this was allowed, she was relieved when Arac screeched his pleasure beneath her.

  They both moved against each other in a fit of passion until the last of their shared pleasure stopped crashing back and forth between them.

  Arac’s astounded voice whispered. “I have never heard of any queen doing such to a drone, my queen. The pleasure is overwhelming.”

  “Glad you liked it. We’re definitely doing that again.”

  “You like the pleasure I give?”

  Still sitting on his lap, impaled on his slowly shrinking rod, she cupped his face and turned it up to look into his eyes. “You were meant to pleasure a woman, my love. Now you have one who appreciates all the tiny parts of you that others may not notice. I think you’re perfect in every way. I love every single thing about you. Please don’t ever forget that.”