Claimed by the Omega_A Sci-Fi Alien Romance

by Kallista Dane

  “No, please. I can’t. It’s too embarrassing.”

  He slid his finger out and gave her bottom a harsh whack.

  “You will obey!”

  She’d wondered what he might command her to do, but she never dreamed she’d have to tell him the shamefully arousing things they’d done to her. Her pussy spasmed again.

  “Three of them stripped me naked and strapped me into a sling hanging from the ceiling. There were hoses set in the walls. They aimed them everywhere—my back, my arms, my legs, my breasts.”

  His finger began its slow exploration again, venturing just far enough into her pussy to make her ache for more. “Everywhere?”

  “Yes, my lord.” She didn’t know what made her wetter—saying the submissive words or having his finger invading her. “They spread my legs apart and one of them slid a hose inside my pussy.”

  His finger delved further. “Like this?”

  She moaned. “Yes, my lord.”

  “And then what happened?”

  If she told him, he’d do it. A shocking bolt of lust rocketed through her. “He pulled out another hose and started working it into my bottom hole. I protested but the third spanked me hard and said there was nothing I could do to stop them.

  “Aaaah!” She squealed as he eased his middle finger past the tight sphincter into her rear passage.

  “Having both your pussy and your ass filled at the same time arouses you?”

  He began fucking her with his fingers, sliding them in and out, venturing a little deeper with each stroke.

  “Oh, yes, my lord,” she gasped.

  “It arouses me as well.” He lifted her in his arms and carried her to the sleeping platform in the tent. “Get on your knees and bend forward with your head on the bed.”

  He knelt between her legs and sank a thick finger back into her dripping slit. She bucked against him, aching to have it deeper. He took the head of his cock in his other hand, pressing it against the puckered entrance to her rear passage.

  She’d never been taken there by a man and she froze, suddenly afraid.

  Sensing her fear, Kadan dipped his fingers into a jar of scented oil and rubbed it over his cock. Then he spread it around and into her bottom hole, working first one finger, then two, inside.

  She moaned at the thrilling sensations pouring through her. He replaced his fingers with the head of his cock, easing it in. Maia gasped. It was hot. So much hotter than his fingers. And huge. She tensed and felt a stab of pain. When she cried out and tried to pull away, he grabbed her around the waist and started stroking in and out with the finger in her pussy.

  “What they did may have aroused you but I’m going to make you forget all about them. Along with every other man. You’re mine now. Your pussy and your ass belong to me.” The low growl sent a wild shiver through her. “I’m going to make you say it. Then I’m going make you beg me to fuck you until you scream.”

  Yes do it yes make me, she shouted inside her head. She’d never had such a stern and savage lover. He demanded her submission. His words raw, his fingers and his cock staking their claim.

  Kadan let go of her waist, running his hand down to find her clit. His fingers flicked back and forth over it. Massaging the tiny nub, making it swell and grow until she was ready to explode. She bucked against him and his cock eased further into her ass. When he pulled back, she let out a wordless little cry and clawed at the mattress.

  “No. Not until you do it. Beg me, Maia. Say ‘yes, my pussy and my ass belong to you now. Please, my lord, fuck me.’”

  He took her clit between two fingers, stroking it. She hissed and arched her back.

  “Yes yes please fuck me please,” she babbled, frantic with hunger.

  He pumped into her. Once, twice, then pulled nearly all the way out. “Say it,” he ordered, giving her swollen clit a spank. “All of it.”

  He squeezed her clit, then spanked it again. She surrendered, almost sobbing with need. “I belong to you, my lord. My pussy and my ass are yours. Fuck me, please. Fuck me hard.”

  He groaned and thrust into her. Maia screamed, rocking her hips back to meet him. He shoved a second finger into her pussy and let go. Driving her hard while his thumb massaged her throbbing clit.

  She rode the wave. Higher and faster, swirling breathlessly along until it broke over her and she shattered. He thrust one last time and climaxed with a roar, as though he’d expended the last vestiges of his iron-hard control holding off until she came.

  Chapter Ten

  They spent three days at the Velvet Sea. Swimming, eating, sleeping—and making love. Kadan was insatiable. He swore it was because she’d made him wait so long before confessing that she, too, had fantasized about the two of them together.

  He spanked her again. Once because she forgot she’d agreed to stay naked and slipped into a dress. He made her take off the dress, marched her to the edge of the jungle, and told her to bend over a fallen tree. He left her there, ass in the air, trembling with anxiety and arousal, while he broke half a dozen green shoots off a nearby bush. Then he bundled them together and gave her twenty sharp swats.

  She had to count the strokes out loud. With every whack, the whippy little branches each laid a separate trail of fire across her bottom. At ten, her legs were shaking and her backside blazing. By the time he got to twenty, the pain became a sweet heat and her pussy was dripping wet. He tossed down the bundle of shoots and took her from behind, right there over the tree trunk.

  She loved it.

  The second time was different. It wasn’t for disobeying him. They were lying in bed, staring up at the stars. He glanced her way with a gleam in his eyes.

  “It occurs to me I haven’t spanked you purely for pleasure yet,” he announced. “Come here and put your pretty little ass over my lap.”

  He spanked her long and slow, stopping to caress her bottom along the way. He said he loved seeing it get rosy and red. Then he told her to roll over and spread her legs. He licked her pussy and sucked her clit until she exploded. While she was still breathless and trembling, he ordered her back across his lap and spanked her again. He stopped now and then to play with her ass, taking her even higher until she had another shattering climax.

  She was lying limp across his thighs when he started spanking her the third time. She twisted and tried to roll away, but he laughed and threw an arm across her waist, pinning her in place.

  “No, please, I can’t take any more.”

  “Did I hear you say no to me?” His voice dropped an octave. Took on the firm tone that made her stomach flutter. “Just because we’re being playful doesn’t mean the rules have changed. Who does this ass belong to when you’re across my lap?”

  She almost came again, right then. “To you, my lord.”

  “And this pussy?” He nudged her legs apart and ran a finger casually along her dripping slit.

  During the spankings he’d played with her clit and her ass but he hadn’t touched her there. Suddenly the hunger flared up again, as frantic and wild as if she hadn’t orgasmed in weeks. “This pussy is yours, my lord.”

  He grunted and shoved two fingers into her, then took his hand away and spanked her hard and fast, turning the sweet sting into a fiery blaze. By the time he stopped she was panting for breath.

  “I’ve been too indulgent with you, wench. It’s time you learned how to please your lord,” he announced. He leaned back with his hands locked behind his head. His cock stood out, thick and heavy. Aching to be licked and stroked. “My manhood has waited long enough for attention.”

  And he had. He’d given to her over and over and she’d taken. Flying off to dizzying heights of passion, reveling in the exciting new world of submission he’d introduced her to. Maia flashed back to the image she’d seen the night of the banquet. The words she’d spoken.

  She got on her knees in front of him and bowed her head. Her voice was soft, deferential, but her eyes sparkled with a hint of naughtiness.

  “It’s true. Y
ou have given me so much pleasure. Please, my lord… may I suck your cock?”

  Instead of answering, he leaned forward and pulled her head down between his legs. Maia looked up at him through her lowered lashes, opened her mouth and ran her tongue over her lips.

  He groaned. “Don’t tease me, wench, or I’ll haul you back over my lap and redden your ass until you beg me to shoot my cum down your throat.”

  Her belly did a little flip. She wrapped her fingers around his girth, brought the head of his cock to her lips and kissed it. Then she opened her mouth wider and took him in.

  She swirled her tongue around, then sucked. She tasted sea and salt, with raw musky overtones of virile male. His fingers clenched in her hair. She licked down the shaft, following a vein pulsing just below the skin. Cupped his balls in her hand. He grew even harder.

  Maia stroked up and down his length, following her hand with her mouth. Taking him in, sucking and licking. His body tensed. He muttered an oath and started pumping in and out of her mouth, shoving his cock deeper.

  She’d never seen her strong warrior lose control. Though she struggled to take all of him in, feeling his body quiver and hearing the rough noises he made filled her with a heady sense of power. She traced the ridge where the head of his cock met the shaft with her tongue, then sucked a drop of pre-cum from the slit. He threw his head back and thrust deep, his cock spurting down her throat.

  She’d barely caught her breath when he tossed her on her back. He lifted her knees, draped them over his shoulders, and buried his face in her pussy. Fucking her with his tongue, then flicking it over her clit. He sucked it, hard, and rammed two fingers into her pussy.

  Her bottom was hot, stinging. The addictive heat spread to her core like a wildfire out of control. Her pussy clenched around his fingers as he drove her to the peak. Maia cried out once, a wild scream torn from the depths of her soul, then surrendered to her lover, her master. Her lord.

  * * *

  Ashleigh was waiting impatiently when she got back to the outpost. She followed Maia back to her room.

  “So—was he as hot as he looks?”

  Maia blushed, ignoring the question. She wasn’t used to sharing intimate details of her life with girlfriends. “Thank you for sending the clothes. I appreciate it.”

  Not to be deterred, Ashleigh plopped down on the bed as Maia unpacked. “Those dresses don’t look like they were even worn,” she remarked. “Except for the blue one, the one I picked out for your celebration. I heard about the place you went. It sounds like a gorgeous beach on some deserted tropical island back home.” Her eyes widened. “You stayed naked the whole time, didn’t you?” She giggled. “Your skin is so fair, I bet your ass got sunburned.”

  Maia felt herself blushing again. Her backside probably was pink. But not from sunburn. Kadan had spanked her early this morning. One last erotic spanking before they left. Then he’d fucked her with a dark intensity, as though it was their last.

  Ashleigh was prattling on. Something about how rare it was to get permission to visit the Velvet Sea.

  “…and then Teo told me it was like a final gift because even though he would never say it, Seneschal Niall is afraid…”

  Maia put down the dress she’d been refolding. “What did you say?”

  Ashleigh must have realized she made a mistake because she backtracked immediately. “Nothing, really. Just that it’s considered a great honor to be allowed to go to there.”

  “And the part about Teo and a ‘final gift’?”

  Ashleigh’s eyes flooded with tears. “I’m so sorry, Maia. I wasn’t going to tell you that. I didn’t want to hurt you.”

  Maia froze. “Tell me what?”

  “Teo said the reason Niall allowed Kadan to go there and even take an alien with him was to honor him for taking on such a dangerous mission. They’re afraid he won’t succeed but they know he’ll never give up.” She reached out, took Maia’s hand in hers. “Teo and the others are packing. They’re all leaving today. The other warriors know how Kadan is. He’s going to insist on sneaking into the Entity’s stronghold alone, rather than let anyone else risk his life. They don’t think he’ll make it out alive, Maia.”

  * * *

  Kadan stood at the window, watching Prya shrink, then disappear completely, along with the love of his life.

  He felt a punch to his chest as the ship accelerated. The craft he’d chosen for this mission was an experimental one, capable of doubling the best speed of anything in their fleet. It was stripped down, with no frills and tight quarters. Meant for short flights rather than long interstellar voyages.

  He heard the door open behind him. Annoyed that any of his crew would have the temerity to enter his quarters without permission, he spoke without turning around. “I asked that I not be disturbed except in case of an emergency. Surely we have not descended to the seventh hell so soon in our mission?”

  “I don’t know if it’s the seventh one, but you are definitely in a hell of a lot of trouble.”

  That voice. Impossible. He whirled around and came face to face with Maia. She had on an outfit exactly like his—charcoal gray shirt and black pants tucked into a sturdy pair of combat boots. They looked ridiculous on her.

  “What are you doing here?”

  She stared at him coolly. “I’m the new member of your team—part of the Quest to capture the Heart of the Entity.”

  “You little fool. How did you get on board? I swear I’ll have the idiot who let you sneak on stripped of all rank and assigned to scrub out sewage barges for the rest of his days.”

  “You can try, but I don’t think Seneschal Niall will agree to govern from there.”

  “Niall?” Kadan crossed his arms and glared at her. “He would never go along with something as stupid as this.”

  “He would if the Oracle decreed it.”

  “She did what? When?

  Maia shrugged. “I might have led him to believe she did. We can talk about that later. First I want to know why you left without even saying goodbye.”

  He headed for the door. “I can’t talk about that now. I need to turn the ship around and get you back to Prya.” He sighed heavily. “Dammit, woman! We’re set to rendezvous with Galen’s team in exactly thirty hours. If we can’t make up the time this little stunt of yours cost us, it could jeopardize the entire mission.”

  She barred his way. “I’m here and I’m staying. Seneschal Niall authorized it.” She went on, her voice quavering. “Why, Kadan? Why did you leave without saying goodbye, when you knew you might never come back?”

  His shoulders slumped. “Because I knew I might never come back. That’s why.” He lifted her chin to meet his eyes. “I wanted your last memory of me to be a happy one, not clouded with sorrow.”

  She threw herself into his arms, sobbing. “Don’t you see how wrong it was for you to try to protect me? I had a right to know the truth! To be able to say my goodbyes. To look into your eyes—and tell you one more time how much I love you.”

  He wrapped his arms around her. Crushed her to his chest and kissed away her tears. “I’m sorry. Maybe I was being selfish. I wanted my last memory of you to be a happy one, too. If I’m facing death, I want to do it with the scent of your hot pussy lingering on my cock. With the sexy moans you make as you’re coming ringing in my ears—instead of sobs.”

  “I don’t know why Fate brought us together, Kadan. Two souls from opposite ends of the Universe. But I’m not going to let you face death alone. I’m not leaving your side.”

  He tried his best to dissuade her. Begged and pleaded, then threatened to have her locked in the hold until the mission was over.

  Finally he backed onto the narrow bed and dragged her over his lap. Grabbing the waistband of her pants, he yanked them down to her knees, baring her ass. He started out harshly, thrashing her with his broad palm, trying to make her give her word she’d stay hidden on the ship when they arrived at their destination.

  “No! I won’t do it. I�
��m coming with you, every step of the way.”

  He kept on spanking until her ass was a fiery red and her body jerked with the effort it took to keep from crying out. But when she began saying “I love you, my lord,” after every whack, he couldn’t go on.

  Kadan laid back and pulled her up to lie on top of him, running his hands up and down her body, stroking her hair. She rested her head on his chest and gave way to the tears she’d been holding back during the spanking. “By all the gods, Maia, you’re the stubbornest, most willful wench in the galaxy—and I love you. More than you could ever imagine.”

  She lifted her head. “You love me?”

  “I fell in love with you the day we first met. Right after Rowan introduced us. Instead of saying anything, you just stared at me with your cheeks flushed and your eyes glazed over a little. Thanks to that damned Oracle, a picture popped into my head and I knew right then you were seeing it too. You were on your back with your skirt pulled up and your legs spread apart. I slid my cock into you. You screamed and begged me to fuck you good and hard.”

  A tiny smile played at the corners of her mouth. “I remember. You’re right. That’s exactly what I was seeing.” She gave him a quizzical look. “So you fell in love with me when you saw us fucking?”

  He shook his head. “No. It was right afterwards. You closed your eyes and just like that, our connection vanished. Then you opened them again and gave me a cool smile. That’s when I fell in love with you. Not only were you beautiful, you had the calm control of a warrior—with all that fiery passion hidden underneath. I vowed then and there I’d break through that control. Master you and make you mine.”

  The tiny smile deepened. Held the hint of a naughty grin. “How did you plan to do that… my lord?”

  “Like this.” She squealed as he gave her naked ass a playful smack. “And like this.” He caressed her hot quivering cheeks, then ran a finger down the cleft between them to rim her tight bottom hole. Maia let out a whimper and squirmed in his arms. His arm around her upper body tightened, trapping her in place, and he twisted his finger through the puckered entrance.