by Celeste Raye
She watched Nabvan as he looked her up and down, admiring her body while his shaft began to stand at attention. It was long and pale, hardening much like a human man’s would, though it was much larger than most human men. He would fill her up easily, and her body felt warm at the idea. He could feel her wetness spreading in her hungry center.
“You are the most beautiful creature in the universe, I swear,” he said before approaching her, sweeping her hair back behind her head. Chills coursed down her spine in a delightful pleasure as he leaned down and began to kiss around her collarbone and up to her neck. He landed at her ear, sucking and nibbling at the lobe before whispering in her ear just what she needed to hear. “I will love you always. You are my mate. Nothing will change this, even when we die.”
Alexis slid her arms around his neck before pulling him in closer, feeling over his back with her fingertips. He growled into her ear, and it sounded like the purr of a tiger. She wanted to wake that tiger up so bad and make him bite her.
Alexis used her nails on his back, lightly first, and then she began sliding into his skin just a little; just enough for that pleasurable pain she was going for. He growled louder and scooped her up, her ass in his hands as he carried her over to the bed.
“I want you so badly,” he told her in her ear forcefully before throwing her down so that she bounced a few times before settling. He was looming over her, and she watched his sexy body as he crawled towards her from the bottom of the bed, spreading her legs so that he could see her wet, pink flesh that wanted nothing more than to feel him plunged deep inside of her.
Nabvan’s hand slid over her slick, sensitive flesh, and she gasped at the sensation. It was so strong that it made her shiver, and he smiled at her with that cheeky grin of his that she loved so much.
Then, his hand came up to slide across her stomach and then landed on her left breast as he began to massage it as if he had been doing it his whole life. Her nipple was pinched between his fingers, and she arched her back in response. Her body was calling to him, wanting to get to the main attraction but knowing it would end all too soon if he did.
His hand moved to her right breast, making that nipple stand on end as well as she moaned softly at his touch. He was so close now, hanging over her but keeping his shaft just far enough away from her to be maddening. He knew the way he was teasing and torturing the both of them, but Alexis felt he probably was thinking the same as she was: that he didn’t want to get to the end and have nothing left with her.
Then, he placed his body over hers, his tongue lapping up against her lips, leaving them wet and savory. She could feel his shaft right up against her center, just waiting to push inside of her at the right moment: the moment she would least expect it. His hand caressed her left cheek, and she felt like she might cry with the way he was looking at her like she was the only woman in the universe. This moment was going to play in her dreams for every moment she lived, and she knew it before the action even started.
Finally, like the release of a sigh, he began to push himself inside of her, inch by inch. His shaft slid through the wetness, opening her up as she held her breath. It ripped through her body with a slow but pleasurable pain that she had not known until now, before he pulled himself out of her and did it all over again. The sensations continued to leave her breathless, panting for air while he suffocated her with his delectable body.
Nabvan’s member pounded against her insides, waking every nerve on the way with a shot of electricity. She moaned and grabbed onto him, wrapping her legs around his body and squeezing ever so tightly. Alexis sighed with pleasure as he slammed into her harder, the sensations showing on his face as he felt her body squeeze around him.
Alexis began to move her hips in rhythm with his as she huffed out her breath with each powerful thrust. Too soon, just as she had feared, a wave came over her body, running through her until it reached her center, making it pulse around his shaft. She pulsed and shivered in his arms as he released inside of her, filling her with his warmth. There was a moment when she allowed herself to think of what it would be like to be carrying his child, and she sent out a thought into the universe that if she was to carry a Milisarian, it would belong to him: the man she loved so dearly.
And this was the way they spent their time together up until the final hours when they were unsure when the king would come barging in, ready for her answer about mating before they left for Earth. Nabvan and Alexis agreed not to talk or think about it, to just love each moment before and after as if nothing had happened, but she didn’t know if that would work. She would only hope.
Chapter 18:
***Alexis***
King Shene came into Alexis’s room late that night after she had showered. Alexis hated to take Nabvan’s scent off of her but felt paranoid that the king could smell him on her if she didn’t. Alexis let herself go numb as she saw him, something she had been preparing herself for an entire week. She had to do whatever was necessary to remain a Milisarian so she could continue to see the love of her life. It was like a tether attached their hearts to each other, and if cut, she would die. Love was a funny thing like that, and she wondered why she had never been able to get to that point with anyone before. Had Nabvan been waiting on this dark planet for her his whole life, just hoping she would make the decision to come into space so the Milisarians could snatch her up?
“It is nice to see you after taking care of some business. It is always a tedious and lonely thing to do,” the king said, reaching out to her for an embrace. Alexis didn’t question or hesitate, she embraced him as well, trying not to move away as his hand slid over the bare spaces on her back. She couldn’t help herself as she popped off at him. It was the one victory she thought she could have before she offered her body to a man who didn’t deserve it: to a man other than the one it belonged to.
“How can it possibly be lonely with so many women to keep you company? Surely, you took one of them with you for your pleasure?” she asked harshly as she gave him a peck on the cheek and pulled away, heading over to the bed. She wanted to make herself look unapproachable. Maybe he would change his mind and let her do whatever she wanted. He got to do that.
King Shene cleared his throat, looking caught off guard. Alexis liked that she could do that. He approached her, and she braced herself for whatever was coming, but nothing did. “I was not aware you knew about the other women,” he said simply, looking a little embarrassed. He should have been embarrassed. He was part of a race that believed in only ever sleeping with one woman, but he had many at the same time, holed up in rooms somewhere unknown. And none of them belonged there. They were all stolen from some other planet.
“Milisarians talk, Shene, and so do some of the women. Of course, I would find out. I have known it for a long time, but it took this week for me to really feel hurt by it.” That was a lie, but it was a lie that could save her in the end. She had to be convincing in her want for him so he would never suspect that every time she as alone with Nabvan she would be tasting his sin like it was candy.
“I think I owe you an apology. I am not a traditional Milisarian, and I would love to give my excuse that I am only a half-breed.” Alexis was instantly taken aback by that statement. She had wondered about his darker skin before, but nothing else about him read a thing other than Milisarian knight. “That is a poor excuse for my behavior, but I assure you, I took no other woman with me on my latest travels. It was purely business, and I have been trying to see those women less and less in hopes of doing right by you. Do you not understand that I wish to make you my queen? You would be queen of all of Milisaria. Nothing could stop you, then. No one could tell you what to do, other than myself in this bedroom. You could be whatever you wanted; you could do whatever you wanted.” Alexis tried not to laugh. If only he knew what she wanted, he wouldn’t be giving her that offer. But it was tempting. That freedom could do so much for her. It could do so much for Milisaria.
“Forgive me if I seem to be in a poor
mood. I have been lonely this time and faced with a hard reality. My friends will be going back to Earth to face whatever it is they must face back down on Earth. Many were prisoners before, and I worry about them,” she admitted, hoping that he would do something; even a tiny thing about that concern.
“I am sorry about that. I did not realize you were close to any of those women,” he admitted. How could he not know that? Did he not pay any attention at Destiney’s wedding? Then again, the king only paid attention to himself. It was something she needed to remember in all of this to not be pulled in. “I will make sure you get to tell them goodbye before they are left on Earth, and I will talk to the humans and let them know that these women deserve a nice life.” Alexis doubted he would remember, but it was better than nothing. But maybe that time alone with the women would do some good. Maybe they could all come up with a plan with Nabvan’s help. There was something else to take care of first, though: fulfilling her duty to the king.
“Aren’t you going to ask for my answer?” she asked him, interested that he had not pressed it yet. She was in the mood to get it over with. She was still so close to her memories of Nabvan and his amazing body, and she could imagine him the whole time as the king took her and tried to impregnate her.
“I was trying to put the focus on something else,” he said, still standing over her on the bed.
It was time for Alexis to find the actress within her. She stood up and placed her mouth over his ear so that her lip left a slight trail of wetness while she whispered. “Well, I think it’s time to focus on it,” she told him in as sultry a voice as she could manage. “Because my answer is yes.” She pulled away, reaching behind her back to unclasp the red dress she was wearing just for his pleasure. He liked those dresses instead of the bodysuits, which Nabvan preferred.
Underneath, she was completely naked, and it did its job. The king’s eyes glazed over with a sickening lust that she tried not to let get to her. This was the whole point: her ticket back to Milisaria after their detour to Earth. She was not stepping foot on that planet and risking the loss of Nabvan.
King Shene stripped off all of his armor and his real robes, leaving his body bare as well. His muscles were harsh and his body a dark square. He looked a bit like one of those men on the cover of a romance novel—the kind that made you wonder if they were on steroids to get those kinds of rounded muscles. His body was not completely unappealing, but it wasn’t Nabvan. It was hard to allow herself to get wet for him, to get ready for him to slide inside of her the same way Nabvan had.
King Shene did not waste his time. He laid her down onto the bed, being gentle, which belied what she knew must be coming. He dragged his hand over her body, and she shut her eyes, imagining that every touch came from the man she loved. It was the way she had promised herself she would get through it.
His thumb reached her clit and began circling it around, getting her center wet and ready for him to plunge in. She rocked into him, forcing herself to get into it until she was really feeling it. He pushed his finger inside of her, making her gasp at the sensation. She opened her eyes as he pulled out his fingers, tasting her sweetness on his tongue. He was testing her, seeing what she was like to be with. He was so curious about the human body: she could tell.
Alexis pulled him up to her by the hair, not taking care not to be rough. He struck her as a man who would appreciate that. She nibbled at his lips, driving him crazy as she felt his shaft push up against her skin. He was shorter and thicker than Nabvan. It would be a different kind of sensation, but she hoped she would at least enjoy herself for all the trouble she was putting herself through.
Suddenly, the king growled loudly and flipped her body over onto her stomach. His fingers traced her spine, sending a chill through her before he placed himself between her legs, leaning over her with his head entering her like he was impaling her from behind.
His thickness caused her center to stretch and tear, and she screamed out in pain until it subsided so that she could feel his pumping rhythm. Then, she gripped the sheets in her fists as he slammed into her over and over, much rougher than she expected. There was a certain kind of pleasure to that as she felt herself being pounded. It was a shocking satisfaction that cleared her mind of any worries so that all she could feel was the squeezing of her center around his shaft and the warm liquid that slashed inside her in response. He kissed and bent down her body as he pulled out, and she got the feeling he was not going to hang around for sleeping or a cuddle.
“Thank you,” he told her as if she had done him a favor. And she supposed she had. She stayed there, laying on her stomach as he left, not even moving to cover herself. She was exhausted in more ways than one, and she hoped that Nabvan would not come in to see her that way; that he would be smart enough to keep his distance until morning.
Chapter 19:
***Alexis***
Alexis had been set free by the king. She was free to roam anywhere in the capital. He trusted her now that he seemed so sure his seed was growing inside of her, even as much as she hoped it wasn’t. To give birth to another man’s baby, that was something she didn’t know if Nabvan could stay with her through, even though he made the promise that he would. She didn’t know if she could live with that and continue to look him in the eye. Things were already hard. Despite their promise not to discuss anything about what happened between her and the king in the bedroom, the words that were not said hung between them so thick they could be cut with a knife.
Her roaming privileges had led her to the conclusion that she had been entirely right about the way the women were still being treated. What had been done had all been for show, though, she should not have trusted the king to do anything other than have sex with her. That was his priority, and he had now done that twice in less than a week. The ship was being prepared to go to Earth, and she felt a desperation growing, knowing the women would be boarded that evening. They had all been warned what was happening by their men and the king by now. That she was sure of, and part of her wanted to stick her tongue out like a child, glad that she was right. Some of the women were such bitter and ungrateful people. She had forgotten about that when she learned they were in such distress, but it still rang true. It didn’t mean they deserved that treatment, though. She had trusted that they would change in their new life with the Arkani.
Alexis was walking freely around the capital, enjoying the nice day when she saw the back of Nabvan. He had begun to train one of the young knights again in his spare time now that the king was focused on her. She hoped it was a good distraction from the pain he must be feeling.
Alexis paused for a moment, watching the way his muscles moved with the weapons he was training with. He was a deadly creature and beautiful in that deadliness. He was Milisarian knight through and through, which is why she knew what she was about to ask him might be the hardest thing he ever had to face. He could easily say no, and she had prepared herself for that. His loyalty was still with his people, though not with the king. She understood that now like she had not before.
Alexis hung back in the shadows until he was finished training for the time being. She did not want anyone to notice her fondness for him and report it to the king, not now that there was a chance to get what she wanted.
Alexis enjoyed admiring this incredible Milisarian man that she had the pleasure of meeting until he walked away, headed back into the building that took up most of the capital where they all lived. She headed him off and pulled him into the shadows with her, the same place he had brought her the day of the wedding to tell her that he wanted another chance with her. “I like it when you’re dangerous,” he whispered in a low growl that set her body on fire. Nabvan bent down to kiss her neck and then her lips, licking them before pulling up. But he still leaned over her, one hand on either side of her head. He was almost distracting her from what she needed to say to him.
“I know you do,” she told him playfully, hating to kill the mood. “But I actually need to talk to
you about something serious.” Nabvan visibly frowned and stood up, backing off from her. He did not look happy at the change of subject.
“Are we ever going to enjoy each other again, my love?” he asked her with a hint of sadness and bitterness that she was not expecting. If she had any say in it, they were going to find a way to always have each other with no one else coming in between them, but that all depended on him.
“I can’t let it go about these women, Nabvan,” she told him straight, no smile, no gimmicks. She couldn’t stand the thought of being responsible for their demise. It was eating her alive from the inside out, and she needed to do something about it.
“My love, there is nothing that can be done now. You have gotten King Shene to offer to talk to the humans about their return. That is all you’re going to get. You have to let it go, or you are going to lose,” he told her, coming in close again to hold her. Nabvan was trying to comfort her, but there was no comfort in the guilt inside of her, roiling her stomach like she ate raw fish. There was no comfort in stolen kisses and secret moments anymore. Her desire for him was becoming painful, and she thought she knew a way to save herself and these women from a sad fate.
“Except I know that I can do something,” she told him, looking up into his eyes with a pleading from deep inside of her. “I have to do something,” she emphasized, leaning up against the wall. Now she felt guilty about two things; the women and the way she was dragging Nabvan into all of this. “I have a plan, harebrained as it is, and maybe the two of us can get something out of it too. You never know.” Her convincing skills were poor and involved a pout. She thought about walking away right then and there and telling him to just forget about it. It was too much to ask him, and she knew it.
