by Ivy Sparks
Separating my legs with his, I couldn’t even prepare myself for what happened next.
I gasped as he pushed a finger into me, then another, slow at first, then fast, causing the water to splatter. He adjusted his middle finger to perfectly stimulate my most tender spot.
Fuck. How’d he know exactly where to touch me?
This was a man who knew his way around a female body, no doubt about that.
He pushed his fingers deeper inside me, his palm against my clit, and my eyes rolled back into my head.
I was craving release but before I got there, he slipped his finger out. I opened my eyes to see him smirking. “Greedy for it, aren’t you?” he asked.
Gasping for air, I looked away, embarrassed. He continued, “I want you begging for it, Claire.”
The growl of his voice made me want to hop right onto his cock. “I want it more than anything right now, Ryker.”
Grasping both of my ass cheeks, he picked me up out of the water and set me down on the flat rock, prying my legs open.
I was in the perfect position for him to go down on me, but he held back, looking me in the eyes instead. “Beg for it.”
“Fuck, Ryker. You know damn well that I want it.”
“Will you be a good little human for me, then? Do whatever I ask after?”
“What are you going to make me do after?” I was afraid to ask, because with my climax still on the very edge, I just might have agreed to anything.
He tutted me, shaking a finger. “Promise me first.”
“I promise! Just go down on me already!”
He smiled devilishly, then slipped his tongue deep into the folds of my slit. He went deep, so deep, and with his thumb he rubbed my clit just the way I liked it.
Knowing he was tasting me, smelling me, conquering me, I was brought to the edge. His tongue was like a serpent with a mind all its own, and all it wanted was to lap up every last bit of my juices.
I got a good grasp of his hair and pulled him in closer as I thrust my hips forward, the climax rolling through my body. I was sure the amount of juices coming out of me would have made a lesser man reel back, but Ryker sucked it up like he couldn’t get enough.
My orgasm rippled through me, my bare chest heaving, my hips shuddering against his face, and my ass cheeks tightening.
He pulled back, a fiendish grin on his face. “You taste so lovely, Maestra.”
At this point, I felt no need to be embarrassed. He loved it, and so did I. “Good,” I said. Though normally this would have been enough to satisfy me for the night—no man had made me come that hard before—I found myself wanting more. So much more. I wanted him in me next. I wanted every inch of his cock to pound against my very core.
Then I remembered that I had agreed to do whatever he asked after.
He had to sense my realization, because he moved right along with his request: “I want to walk you through the paths of the village, show you off as a Xeki virgin before I fully take you. Then once the tribe sees you again, they’ll see the difference. They’ll see that I’ve made you my mate. They’ll see that you’re mine.”
Fuck.
Chapter Fourteen
Claire
I stood in front of the bedroom mirror, clean and wearing a beautiful white dress that stopped right above my ankles. The sleeves and blouse were vaguely of a gypsy cut, while the skirt portion swayed with the slightest movement.
Standing behind me was Ryker, wearing the armor of a fierce Xeki warrior.
He had explained to me that we would walk through the village to be seen by all. It was a Xeki tradition; since a coupling could result in a powerful fated bond that nobody was allowed to challenge, the change had to be witnessed by the tribe.
“This doesn’t mean we’ll have to do it in front of everyone, right?” I asked, watching Ryker through the mirror as he towered over me, his hands on my small shoulders.
Ryker chuckled at the question. “No. The tribe must simply witness the change, before and after. When a Xeki male finds his fated mate, his stripes become more vibrant, not dull like my markings are now. It’s unmistakable, but it needs to be witnessed, acknowledged.”
“What if we aren’t… fated?” I almost didn’t want to know.
He looked away. “It happens, and it will be a great disappointment. Lesser males are even embarrassed by it. I won’t be embarrassed by what is to be fated though. I trust what is to come.” He turned me away from the mirror then kissed my forehead. “Ready?” he asked, taking my hand in his.
If this was what it would take to have him inside of me, then hell yes. I nodded firmly.
For the first time in days, I walked out of Ryker’s castle quarters, his hand on the small of my back. I gazed up in awe at the cathedral-like walls that led in and out of Ryker’s living space. I had been unconscious when I was first brought here, so leaving now, I realized that Ryker had an entire wing of the king’s castle to himself.
Eventually we reached the main castle hall, then headed out of its grand doors. The weather was notably amazing. The suns were shining, but it was a little cold too. We made our way down the mountain that the castle was positioned on, reaching the village down below.
Walking on the dirt path, I felt everyone’s gaze on us. Kids would stop their playing to gasp, men would look at Ryker and nod, and the women simply smiled at me. The path forked at one point, and I hesitated, unsure which way we were going. My slowed pace caused Ryker to brush against me from behind, and I felt just how long and hard he was.
The wet folds between my legs shuddered. That would be inside me by the time we were done with this.
And it couldn’t happen soon enough…
By the time we returned to Ryker’s quarters, a heat had taken over me. It wasn’t like any lust I had felt before; it was like my pussy was absolutely ravenous for his alien cock.
Once we reached his bedroom, his breath warmed the back of my neck. From behind me he pulled the bottom of my dress up to my thighs. My chest heaved, my breath came in quick gasps. He pressed his cock up against my ass, still covered by the fabric of the dress, but nothing else. These Xekis didn’t have any concept of underwear, so as soon as he lifted up the dress, I’d be entirely bare, my entrances fully accessible to him and whatever purpose he had for me.
“Claire,” he whispered into my ear, and I leaned toward his mouth for more of that sensation. “Hold your arms up.”
I did. In one swift upward movement, he pulled the dress off me. I was now completely and utterly naked.
The dress fell to the ground as his hands found new purpose. His warm fingers found their way to my breasts, which he lifted and squeezed, his cock twitching against my back in approval.
He whispered in my ear again, saying, “You look so innocent, Claire, but I know you’re not.” He suddenly pinched my nipples between his fingers, sending a bolt of lightning down my body. “I know you want to be taken savagely, and I’m more than happy to make your wish come true.”
He turned me to face him, then backed me up onto his bed, where I sat, still breathless. He knelt down to his knees and took my nipples into his mouth, sucking gently at first, then more ravenously as my nipples hardened, his hands massaging my breasts all the while. A moan escaped my lips, but at this point I was well past feeling embarrassed about any of it.
He stood up and put his lips to mine. I struggled for more of his kiss, but he was in control. His hands restrained my movements, holding my wrists down. My tongue reached out to touch his. My stomach fluttered just as it had back at the hot spring. My breasts, wet from his tongue, cooled in the open air as all the heat traveled to my lips and my pussy. It was as if his touch controlled the very flow of my blood.
He moved slowly, tasting my mouth, his lips gentle, coaxing out my tongue again. He wanted to suck it, I could feel it. He wanted more of me and I wanted to give all of myself to him.
Taking me in his hands and without breaking the kiss, he laid me back on the bed, pushin
g my legs up so that my knees were on either side of my chest, fully exposing myself to him. With a wet tongue, he massaged my clit. A word escaped my lips, but I wasn’t cognizant enough to know what I was saying.
He wasn’t in a hurry; he took his time to explore between my legs. He didn’t neglect a single inch of my sensitive spots. Looking at him going down on me made me even wetter. The way he touched me, his powerful muscles against my soft skin, everything was so real yet it felt like a fantasy.
He pulled back to catch his breath and made eye contact with me. Licking his lips, he dived in for more like a hungry animal. I arched my back to enjoy the pleasure. I couldn’t believe how much pleasure I was experiencing, and he wasn’t even fucking me yet.
Suddenly two fingers from his other hand make their way into my pussy. I could feel my orgasm coming, rushing toward me quickly until it hit me with full force, making me clench onto his fingers. The pleasure rippled through me until I almost saw stars.
“Claire?” I heard him say. I barely opened my eyes, still in ecstasy. “Are you okay?” His smirk betrayed his concerned tone.
I rolled my eyes and said, “Get those clothes off, warrior.” I crawled over to the foot of the bed where he stood, still tingling between my legs, and I helped him take off his armor. I had enough of his teasing. I wanted his cock inside me. Now.
Once his glorious cock was finally freed, I wrapped my legs around his waist and pressed my pussy against his massive length. He growled and pulled me closer against his hips, increasing the pressure on his cock. He threw me back on the bed and this time he made sure I knew who was in charge.
The head of his cock pressed against my slit, so warm and already dripping with precum. I trembled as he entered me, inch by inch, sliding past my slick folds deeper into my core. It was so thick, yet I managed to accommodate him. His entire length felt like molten in my core. When I let out a cry of pleasure, he paused. “How does it feel?” he asked me, starting to pull out.
“F-fuck,” I moaned, using my legs to pull him back into me.
I couldn’t form any words, and a smirk formed on Ryker’s face. “Look me in the eyes, Claire.” His voice got heavy. I could barely focus, overwhelmed with pleasure, but I couldn’t ignore his order either. I looked him in the eyes, seeing his primal, savage intensity as he stared back, and that only made me wetter.
His thrusts increased in speed, his hips slapping against mine as I screamed his name, digging my nails in his back. My second orgasm ripped through me like an earthquake. As my muscles contracted around his cock, Ryker let out a growl and with a final thrust, unleashed his hot seed inside of me. I could feel it, feel his cum bursting into my core, and when there was no more space left to fill, it proceeded to dribble out of me in spurts.
Breathing heavily, both of us collapsed. Rays of sunlight reminded me that a world existed outside of this bedroom, but I hardly cared.
“That was—”
“Amazing?” he suggested. Ryker turned to face me and I failed to hide the sheepish smile plastered all over my face. He removed a strand of a hair from my eyes and said, “You’re beautiful, Claire. Beautiful and amazing.”
If only he knew how much that meant to me.
Chapter Fifteen
Ryker
Telling Claire the simple fact that she was beautiful made her tear up. Why it made her sad, I wasn’t sure. No, that wasn’t it. I watched her eyes closely, and a sudden understanding hit me: She was overwhelmed. I felt her emotions flow through me; all it took was focusing on them.
That was different.
Claire wiped her eyes and said, “I’m going to take a quick shower. Don’t disappear, okay?”
“I’m not going anywhere, human.” I smiled. I knew the term irked her a little bit, but I enjoyed calling her by it. She was unique in this tribe, and I wanted to embrace that.
“Okay, Xeki,” she teased back, as if that would bother me. As she walked away, my eyes locked on her supple ass, and I imagined taking her from behind. I’d have plenty of time for that.
Claire started the water in the other room and hummed as she cleaned off. Her voice was angelic. Her very being lifted my spirits. With her, things were different. With all the other women I’ve laid with, I immediately lost interest in them when that fated spark never came. But Claire—she drove me crazy.
Her sassiness, her eye rolls, her determination, all of it. Her little nose, blue eyes, freckles, and her lips always in a side smile. I shook my head and stood up, heading for the bedroom mirror. Part of me knew what I was hoping to see, but another part of me didn’t want to admit it. Because if a change hadn’t happened after being with Claire, I knew I’d never find my fated mate.
I kept my eyes averted, ready for disappointment, but when I finally looked into the mirror, I saw it. My markings were a new vibrant color, blue and electric, completely unmistakable.
She was the one.
It had all been fated. The sandstorm, the pirates, my decision to play diplomat for once and buy the girls instead of slaying the thieves who dared to sell them to us, my going against all logic to rescue her in the desert… All of it had been fated.
“Whoa.” Claire’s voice came from behind me. She stood in a white robe that ended right below her knees, her hair still wet from the shower.
I frowned at her, playing dumb. “What’s wrong?”
“You’re like—” She stepped up to me for a closer look. “Your markings are glowing with a hint of blue—wait! Does that mean…?”
I couldn’t take it anymore and I broke out in laughter. “We’re mated, Claire. There’s no mistaking it.”
She stared at me in awe through the mirror. “Your markings are so beautiful now. I mean, they were before. But now…” She looked down at her hands. “This might sound crazy. I know I’m a human and we don’t do the whole… fated mates thing, but I swear I feel different too. Is that even possible? Am I imagining things?”
I looked her over. Her skin had more color to it, not the sickly pale she had since her injury. Her eyes had a spark to them, and her breathing and heartbeat sounded more steady, stronger. “There is a difference,” I said.
“Right?” she just about shouted in her excitement. “And, like, I feel really powerful now. I think I could actually wrestle you to the ground.”
“Really?” I asked, picking her up from the hips effortlessly and setting her on the bed. I pinned her, my legs on either side of her, my hands on her shoulders. “Come on, then.”
She smirked and gave a good effort to shove me to the side, but in the end, I grabbed both of her tiny wrists and held them down above her head. She let out a little grunt in protest, then sighed in defeat.
“Not as strong as a Xeki warrior,” I concluded. “But strong enough to control my entire existence.” I softly kissed her forehead.
She placed a hand on my chest and asked, “So, does this mean you’re mine?”
“I’m yours,” I replied. “Every part of me is devoted to your safety, your happiness. I’ll kill for you, Claire. Die for you, if it came to it. I’ll love you until the end of time.”
“Love?” the word escaped her lips in a weak whimper.
“Yes. And I’ll never lie to you either, my beautiful little mate.”
Claire sniffled, and I felt her overwhelmed emotions wash over me again. I lowered to whisper in her ear, saying, “Let’s present ourselves to the village now. I want everyone to bear witness to my new mate.”
“Okay,” she whispered weakly, but her smile betrayed any hesitance in her voice.
Chapter Sixteen
Claire
Walking through the village with Ryker’s hand in mine, I felt light on my feet and powerful too. Knowing Ryker, this hot alien warrior, was my mate gave me a newfound empowerment, a new confidence that couldn’t be shaken.
I felt complete, emotionally and physically. To think that all I needed to achieve total clarity, total confidence was an alien man from a distant planet. To think that
I was the one who could break the unbreakable Ryker… A warrior, a fighter, yet so gentle around me. And it wasn’t even a struggle. I didn’t have to break through his walls, didn’t have to compete with other women. He just knew that I was the one from the start. All it took was me realizing the same.
“Claire!” I turned around and saw Sophie sitting on a stone bench in a garden with two young Xeki women. She positively glowed in the traditional Xeki dress she wore.
Ryker let go of my hand and nodded at me. “Go visit your friend for a while. I’ve neglected my duties long enough and need to organize today’s hunt.”
“How long will you be gone?” I asked.
“No longer than a few hours. If you need anything, simply ask any of the elders, or one of the guards. Word has already spread that you’re my mate, so they will do anything to assist you.”
“Thank you, Ryker,” I said, giving him a quick kiss before hurrying off to greet Sophie.
Once I reached the garden, I hugged her like an old friend. It wasn’t completely inaccurate, anyhow. She was my oldest friend on this planet. “How are you?” I asked excitedly. The two Xeki women who were accompanying her stood up and kindly motioned that I sit with my friend.
As I sat beside her, Sophie punched me in the shoulder. “I was going crazy worrying about you! For a couple of days I didn’t even know what happened after you disappeared into the desert. I had to bribe a servant girl to tell me where you were and that you were safe.”
“I’m sorry I had you worrying. During my stupid escape attempt, a bunch of sand beasts attacked me, only for Ryker to save my sorry ass at the last second. Then I was out cold for a few days. And after that… Well, let’s just say I was spending some quality time in Ryker’s quarters.”
