Tyler watched, loving the sleek way he moved, but he worried at exactly what this solution might be. And then his eyes almost fell out of his head. “What the hell happened to your cock?”
“You don’t like it?”
“It’s like a quarter of the size it used to be!” Tyler was horrified that Blessed had himself mutilated just to accommodate him.
“But this way I can fuck you.”
“Yeah, but…wait. Why isn’t it in bandages?”
“What?” Blessed reached down and cupped his fist around his prick. “I see.” He laughed lightly. “You think I had it trimmed down?”
“Well, yeah.” Tyler stepped closer, almost afraid to see a line of horrible stiches on the side.
“It’s a pan-dimensional device that has been designed to contain the size of my prick but only temporarily.” Blessed touched a curious golden ring that encircled the base of his cock and his strosan. “This activates and deactivates the unit. It doesn’t hurt and can’t be accidently disengaged.”
Tyler reached out and cupped a tentative hand around Blessed’s shaft. “Oh, God. It’s amazing.” His cock was big, but it wasn’t too big. “We can actually—” He looked up and right into Blessed’s jet-black eyes.
“I have been waiting so long for this.” Blessed hurriedly stripped out of all his clothes, as did Tyler.
Envisioning a fast and furious fuck, Tyler was almost brought to tears by Blessed’s tender kisses and strokes along his body.
“I thought you were in a hurry?”
“No.” Blessed placed another soul-searing series of kisses against Tyler’s nipples. “I said that I had waited a very long time for this. That doesn’t mean I want to rush through it.”
“My sweet mate wants to make love to me.”
“Is that what you call this?” Blessed eased Tyler’s legs apart and slid a lube-slicked finger inside.
“What would you call it?”
Blessed said something that the translator couldn’t find a word for. “It didn’t translate?”
“No. What does it mean?”
“It is like love but a kind of conquered love.”
“Ah. So you are finally conquering me with your love.”
“No.” Blessed moved between Tyler’s legs and lowered himself until the tip of his penis pressed against his quivering hole. “It is you who conquered me with love.”
As he slowly slid inside, Tyler thought he was going to orgasm from the sheer joy of their union. All the time waiting, longing, and desperately trying to find solutions was now in the past. Each incremental bit Blessed went deeper seemed to bind them even tighter.
“Ah, there it is.”
“What?” Tyler asked, gripping along Blessed’s shoulders.
“That little curl in your upper lip. It’s what made me buy you.”
“It is?”
“Indeed. When the auction house handler inserted the probe, your upper lip curled just like that, showing me how much you enjoyed what was being done to you.” Blessed kissed him gently. “I knew I had to have you.”
“And now you finally can.”
“I find I am unable to tell you how good you feel.”
“Same here.” Tyler laughed lightly and then rocked his hips up so that Blessed was now fully engulfed within his clutching bottom.
Unable to speak, they simply held each other tight and held their gazes locked. After a long time simply to feel their bodies bound together, they began to move. What amazed Tyler was how effortless their jointing was. There was no pain, no fear, no worries, only beautiful bliss. Each gentle sway increased their mounting pleasure until Blessed’s neck started to show the strain of his restraint.
“Go faster.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I’ll tell you if you do.”
Still unsure, Blessed began to thrust harder, and then faster, until he was slamming his cock so deep into Tyler he was practically bouncing him on the bed. It was so wickedly hot Tyler cried out and came, splattering all over Blessed’s belly. His climax egged Blessed on. Teasing all his hot spots, Tyler pushed his virile warrior to the point he couldn’t hold back. With one mighty thrust and a loud bellow, he came.
Tyler felt his powerful gush and was staggered by another orgasm ripping through him. His ass tightened around Blessed, who growled and kept thrusting until Tyler was done with what could only be described as multiple body-wracking and breath-stealing orgasms.
He swore it took almost an hour for him to get his breathing back under control. When he did, Blessed was still above him, balanced on his arms, peering down at him with a mixture of love, pride, and total satisfaction.
“You should be proud of yourself. I’ve never had anyone rock my world like that.”
“It is my cream.”
“It is?”
Blessed nodded. “Yours pleases me like no other. I think the same is true for you.”
Tyler remembered the uncontrollable intensity he felt when Blessed had been finger fucking his ass and used his cream as a lube. He’d practically gone crazy it had felt so good. To have a full dose inside was probably the cause of his multiple orgasms.
“Oh, God. Forgive me. I didn’t even ask if it hurt you to have your dick crushed down like that.” Tyler was ready to move their bodies apart so Blessed could free his beast, but he shook his head.
“It doesn’t hurt. It actually compressed all the nerves into a smaller space, which intensifies the feelings. And I noticed that my climax feels beyond words.”
“Beyond words?”
“I can’t describe to you how good it feels. My climax is the same volume, but it’s rushing through my smaller cock.” Blessed shivered. “Indescribable.”
“Lie on your side so we can cuddle.”
With some careful maneuvering they were able to keep Blessed inside Tyler’s bottom, but now they could lazily touch one another.
“Are you happy?” Blessed asked Tyler this question often as it was his biggest worry.
“I am.” Tyler kissed him. “Are you?”
“I am.” Blessed sighed contentedly.
“No more boredom sending you to the auction house?”
“I have more than enough excitement keeping up with my Earthling. I do not need another.” Blessed paused. “Do you?”
“Need another?” Tyler shook his head. “No way. One sexy alien is all I’ll ever need.”
Blessed kissed him lightly and pulled him close. “There is one thing I know for sure.”
“What’s that?”
“No matter what comes, you and I will always find a way to work things out.”
“Or fit things in.”
They laughed together and then resumed their easy kisses and playful strokes. Tyler had thought he was dreaming on that stage, and sometimes he still did, because he was so very lucky to find love in the arms of an alien.
Epilogue
“What do you think you’re doing?” Blessed watched as Tyler engaged the cock-crushing device. It was still very strange to look down and find himself so small, but the pleasure of penetrating his mate more than made up for that.
“I think I’m getting a fix. I swear, I’m like a junkie with your dick. I need it. I need it now.” Tyler dropped to his knees and licked the tip of Blessed’s prick until he was hard. As soon as he was, Tyler lubed him up and then climbed into his lap, guiding Blessed’s prick into the welcoming heat of his ass.
Blessed dug his hands into the armrests of his chair to hold himself still. No matter how many times he felt his mate in this way, he was still struck by the intensity of the act every time they came together. What amazed him was that it was never the same twice. Sometimes what started out as a quick, randy fuck turned into languid lovemaking. Other times it went the other direction, from soft love to hard fucking, but it always it ended with both of them climaxing.
“I’m supposed to be helping to find the slave trader who illegally captured you.”
“
Oh?” Tyler’s eyes rolled back once he had taken Blessed’s cock as deeply as he could. “Are you going to thank him?”
Blessed gripped Tyler’s buttocks and helped him lift and lower himself. “I would thank him and then imprison him.” Blessed was torn by what he had to do. If the slave runner had not broken the law, Blessed never would have found Tyler. Yet what he’d done could still have far-reaching complications that they simply weren’t aware of yet. Still, he’d been called out of retirement to help track the criminal down, and that was precisely what Blessed would do.
“Faster,” Tyler begged as he gripped Blessed’s shoulders.
“I will show you faster.” Blessed stood, taking Tyler up in his powerful arms. While watching his expressive face, he pulled his cock out, grinning when Tyler made a whimper of despair. Blessed took him over to the window in his observation room then turned him so that he could see out into the city at night. Holding him against the window, Blessed eased his prick back inside and then rocked his hips.
Each stroke made Tyler cling more firmly to the window. His hot breath made a plume against the cold glass as each thrust tousled his beautiful blond hair. Faster Blessed went until he swore he was a blur against his mate. When he was ready to climax, Blessed yanked him back into his arms and slammed him down right as he drilled up, finding his release.
Uttering a satisfied cry, Tyler came, and twined his arms back to hold onto Blessed.
Carefully, Blessed returned to the chair, settling himself down while cradling his mate. They didn’t talk for a long while. They didn’t need to. They were able to convey a tremendous amount of information in their touches. All was well in their world. What few differences they’d had were easily solved when they worked toward the solution together.
“Are you glad to be out of retirement?”
“I am glad to have work to do. But I do not want it to consume all my time.” Blessed nuzzled Tyler’s neck. “Why? Do you wish for me not to work?”
“I don’t mind.”
“But?”
“What but? There isn’t a but coming here.”
“Hmm.” Blessed wasn’t so sure. Tyler had a knack for making Blessed consider and reconsider many things. His house slaves were in a state of shock after he had freed them then hired them to work for him. Tyler had been profoundly moved by Blessed’s generosity. Blessed had felt odd at first going from owner to employer, but now it was more comfortable and they did seem happier.
“It’s just that, well…”
“Yes?”
“I would like work to do, too.”
Turning him around in his lap, Blessed considered Tyler’s earnest face. “What would you like to do?”
“The humans who were stolen will need help assimilating. Maybe I could do that.”
Blessed nodded. “I will suggest it. But don’t be upset if they say no.” Krase was rather closed-door when it came to issues regarding their planet. Since the slave trader had dropped off all his wares on Krase—so far as they knew—Blessed’s government saw it as their problem.
“It wouldn’t hurt to ask,” Tyler suggested.
“No, it will not.” Blessed kissed him. “What else?”
“Nothing.”
“Nothing?”
“Nothing but I love you.”
Blessed grinned, and he knew without looking that his eyes had turned black. “I love you, too.” He never would have thought that he would find the love of his life in the arms of a tender, and at times, infuriating alien, but here he was with said creature on his lap. As he turned to finish up his work for the moment, he kept a hold on Tyler. This was going to be one of those times when a fast fuck would turn into a night filled with love. When he mentioned this to Tyler, he grinned and then rolled his hips in a slow little circle that quickly hardened Blessed’s cock. Perhaps this would be a time for fast, languid, and fast again. Not that it mattered. Having his rightful mate in his arms was all that mattered to Blessed Despair.
THE END
WWW.ANITRAMCLEOD.COM
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Reading, writing, and white-water rafting are the three things Anitra Lynn McLeod enjoys the most. You can visit her at www.AnitraMcLeod.com.
For all titles by Anitra Lynn McLeod, please visit
www.bookstrand.com/anitra-lynn-mcleod
Siren Publishing, Inc.
www.SirenPublishing.com
Enslaved by a Warrior [Sold! 1] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) Page 12
