“I understand,” he said after a while and I got the feeling that he understood much more than he let on.
“Did…did you have a sister?” Suddenly my heart was racing again, meanwhile my hands clutched at his shirt, seemingly of their own accord. A bad feeling was whirling around in my stomach.
“A brother.” A sharp nod. “He died in the war against the Rakes.” At first I was shocked how he could say these things as if solely stating facts. Then I saw the gut-wrenching pain hidden beneath the calm mask of his face. He did hurt, apparently Krotans only had fewer facial expressions than humans.
“I’m sorry,” I whispered, while tears began to roll down my cheeks. Only the thought of losing Sia made me go into a panic. I was so sorry that he had had to go through this.
He nodded solemnly but didn’t say anything more about his brother. Perhaps one day he would tell me about him. One day? How long did I plan to stay here? I wanted to find my sister and then go back home. Right? Right?
“We already have a plan to catch the slavers. As soon as we have them, I will torture the information about your sister out of them.” Gently he traced my left cheek with his fingers. My eyes widened. How could he talk about such violence without even blinking; as if it was normal? “Tell me more about yourself, Ella.”
“W-what do you want to k-know?” I stuttered but that was to be expected after his little revelation. Anyhow, I couldn’t decide if I was scared shitless by him or if I could trust my gut, which was telling me that I was safe with him—this huge, overly muscled warrior, who talked of killing and torturing like everyday business.
“What did you do on Earth? What were your days like?”
Scrunching my brows, I stared at him. Did he want to get to know me better? Somehow we were doing everything in the wrong order, didn’t we? First we made out with each other, then we talked? I almost laughed out loud, pressing a hand against my lips I stopped myself.
“I was a nobody,” Shrugging my shoulders I continued: “I think that is why they targeted Sia and me. No one will even notice that we are gone.”
When he dared to smirk, I didn’t think but just slapped his chest. Was he laughing at me? What an ass! It was neither Sia’s nor my fault that we had lost our parents early in life due to a car accident and from then on only ever had each other. “What’s so funny?” I hissed, pressing my hands against his chest in order to free myself from him. Stepping back from him I distanced myself further.
“You might have been a nobody but if everything goes according to plan, you’re going to be a queen.” He folded his arms in front of his chest and simply stared at me. Waiting.
What? A queen?
Shaking my head, I stepped away further. Was he crazy? Wildly looking around I noticed once more how luxuriously the suite was furnished. What if…what if he wasn’t just fucking with me but telling the truth? With widened eyes I looked back at him. His clothing fit him perfectly, perhaps fit like a tailored suit? Who the fuck was he?
“You’re the King of Krotan, aren’t you?” Dumbstruck the words left my lips. What did a king—someone who could surely have everything and everyone he desired—want with me? Stumbling backwards I shook my head over and over again. Everything was too overwhelming. During the last months, way too much had happened, and now that I finally felt safe enough to really think about all of it, suddenly everything came crashing down on me. Blinking away the tears, I wanted to flee, to find a dark place to hide, where no one would find me and where I could breathe through the old panic and fear.
“Ella.” His voice was dark, made shivers run down my back and arms.
“I just want Sia back,” I whispered, hugging myself because I felt like I was going to splinter into a million pieces.
“You will, I promise.” His growl should have scared me, instead it cut through my panic, giving me hope. “You will have your sister back and you will never be alone again. I would notice if something happened to you and our people would avenge you.”
Eventually I must have stopped backing away because he suddenly stood in front of me, squeezing my shoulders. Blinking up at his strange silver eyes, I realized that he apparently understood me better than I did myself. Being completely and utterly exchangeable had scared me. Being taken had made me think about if someone would notice that Sia and I were gone. When I had come to the realization that our bosses probably just would think we were unreliable and replace us, I had concluded that we were the perfect victims. We didn’t count in this world; we were of no importance.
Knowing that you could be erased without anybody noticing was scary as shit.
Somehow the Kortan—a fucking king—was able to understand me. The way he stroked my cheeks with his thumbs, while holding my face in his hands, was mesmerizing. “I will notice if something happens to you,” he promised, and a sob of relief left my lips. All the tension left my body, it felt natural to raise myself on tiptoes and press my mouth against his.
At first he didn’t react to my kiss, perhaps he was confused by my tears. When I didn’t pull back, with a snarl he buried one fist in my hair and pulled my head slightly back. Taking control, he deepened the kiss, pushing his tongue into my mouth, letting it dance with mine. A whimper left me, the sweet pain of his fingers in my hair, the powerful way of how he took control, made my heart flutter. A warm, heavy feeling sat in my stomach, wetness gathered between my thighs. I loved the way he held me, so sure of himself, it left no doubt in me that he meant what he said. I was never going to be…erasable again, he would protect me, hold me—be there for me?
With searching eyes, I glanced up at his face. He never once looked away. I had known so many lying bastards in my life, I recognized an honest man when I saw one. A few seconds later, though, I remembered something he had said before and slightly leaned back. His words from before echoed in my mind: If everything goes according to plan, you’re going to be a queen. “What plan?”
Before answering me, he pulled at my hair again, until he’d guided my head into the perfect position for a kiss, which felt almost soul-deep. With short breaths, I couldn’t do anything else but hold on to him. After having nibbled my lips, he traced my jaw with his nose down to my throat. I heard him breathe in my scent, thereon he murmured: “Krotans are dying out, the Rakes poisoned our females.”
He began kissing my throat, so I got too distracted to think. What was he saying about his species dying out? When his fangs scraped over my sensitive skin, I lowly moaned, putting my arms around his neck. “You are my future plan. Krotans and humans should be genetically compatible.”
How the fuck could he talk about genetics in his deep, emotionless voice, when he was kissing my throat and sneaking his hands beneath my shirt to play with my breasts? When he pinched both of my nipples, only to soothe the sharp pain by gently kneading my flesh, my heart began racing. Stepping forward, I pressed myself against him. I couldn’t even stand the material of our clothes between us anymore, a sigh of pleasure left my lips when I felt the hardness of his erection against my stomach.
Wanting to touch it, I immediately pulled at his pants. For a moment my mind reminded me of his words—genetically compatible—but I quickly pushed away all rational thought. In this moment I didn’t want to think about how I had gotten here or about the fact that my sister was still out there. Krian had promised to save her. I wanted to find solace in his promise, in his embrace.
Shivers ran down my spine when he simply ripped my shirt off as if it was nothing. A little shocked, I stared up at him, but he simply smiled, stroked my cheek, and then bent down so that he could suck and bite first my right, then my lift nipple. At the feeling, my inner muscles contracted wantingly, automatically I pressed my thighs together. When I scraped my fingernails down his back, I whimpered in frustration because he was still wearing his shirt. Thankfully he understood and stripped it off.
His body was ripped, every muscle was pronounced; the scars, which littered his torso, made him even more gorgeous in my op
inion. As soon as his shirt was off, I used the opportunity to explore his broad chest with my tongue and lips. The fact that he seemed to enjoy my touch only aroused me more. By now my panties probably were soaked, my breasts tingled, and my whole body shook from lust. On the one hand, his skin was cool and somehow harder than a human’s, on the other hand, though, it was silky.
Kissing my way down to his pants I also noticed that he didn’t have any hair, most likely his head wasn’t shaved like I had thought until now. Curiously I pulled at his belt; while I opened his pants, Krian was encouraging me by playing with lose strands framing my face. From time to time, he touched my scalp, it was like a massage. As soon as I had opened his pants, his erection sprang free and I stopped in my tracks.
Fuck, I’d forgotten about his size.
“We’re never going to fit.” With widened eyes, I backed away one step. Also…were there nubs on his shaft? Oh my! My pussy clenched when I imagined having him inside me. Biting down on my lower lip, I stared at his magnificent cock. I couldn’t resist. When I got on my knees before him, I glanced up at him and noticed the confused look in his eyes. Inwardly I giggled—had he never been blown before? Well, if I couldn’t have him inside me, I would at least enjoy bringing him release with my mouth. I had always loved giving pleasure in that way because hearing a man begging for more made you feel damn powerful.
Smiling, I licked his crown. His whole body jerked, at once his hands were at the sides of my face, holding me there. “You like that?” I whispered, shortly before taking him into my mouth. When he groaned, I shivered. Suddenly I regretted not having gotten rid of my pants before. Otherwise I would have stroked myself while sucking him. With my tongue I traced the nubs on his shaft, feeling my thighs tremble and my core producing more wetness.
“Ella,” he rasped. Sucking harder I took him as far into my mouth as I could, but he was way too huge. Therefore, I wrapped a hand around his base and stroked him simultaneously while moving my head back and forth. Guttural noises left my lips; giving him pleasure like this felt so fucking good, seeing the lust in his hooded eyes and feeling the tension in his body. The vibration of my voice seemed to please him even more, hence I started humming around him. In reaction he gripped my head a little harder; he didn’t hurt me but it was clear that I made him feel real good.
When I thought he was going to come soon, he suddenly stepped back, cursing loudly. Had I done something wrong? Confused I quickly stood. Before I could step back, he was on me. He ravaged my mouth with his, kissing me deeply as if he was going to die without me. “Your scent,” he murmured against my lips, “it’s driving me crazy.”
His large hands gripped my pants, pushing them off and sweeping me up into his arms directly after. He carried me to the bed and threw me onto it. Laughing out loud I observed him, while he was climbing the bed and slowly nearing himself to me. “I can’t get enough of your taste,” he rasped, pushing my thighs wide open. Again my core clenched, I loved how he had lost himself in his lust. Now that my pants were gone, I felt my wetness trickling down the insides of my thighs. Had I ever been this aroused?
With a growl Krian buried his head between my legs. At first I was worried about his fangs but he never once hurt me. No, he did something completely different than hurting. Fuck, when his tongue licked over my core, I almost screamed out, that is how sensitive I already was. He dipped inside me, groaning at my taste and going at it like he was starving. When he circled and sucked on my clit, I immediately came. Clutching the sheets of the bed, my body reared up but Krian held me down, licking me further. One of his hands reached up to pinch and knead my breasts, with the other hand…I felt a finger at my entrance. When he pushed in, I experienced my first multiple orgasm. Before I could even come down from the high of the first one, I was already flying again.
“Krian!” I cried out, the feelings were so strong, I sobbed, tears prickled in my eyes. Mercilessly he pushed a second finger in, pumping in and out of me. My hips pushed upwards, welcoming everything he gave me. Still he was tasting me, licking my clit and never giving me a break. I felt like I was burning up when he pushed a third finger in and I was climaxing again. Tears rolled down my cheeks, I wanted to scream at him to stop and at the same time tell him to keep on doing what he did.
My heart hammered in my chest, I was breathing heavily, and my skin tingled everywhere. He looked like a conqueror, a dark king who was taking what he was owed. Fuck, he was so hot. “Please,” I cried, my pussy contracted around his fingers. “I can’t take it.” It was too much and it was never enough. “More,” I whispered. Even I knew that I didn’t make any sense but I didn’t care. I only wanted to feel his cool skin pressed against mine, his fingers pushing inside my core and his cock rubbing against one of my thighs.
When he suddenly withdrew his fingers, I thought I was going to die. I needed him. With force he pushed my thighs even wider, making himself space between my legs and suddenly there was the head of his cock at my entrance. It was too big! My eyes widened. Before I could protest, he slowly pushed forward and all rational thought left my mind. My core clamped down on him, while he pushed one nub after another inside me; the friction was like nothing I had ever felt before, better than every sex toy I had once tried.
“Krian,” I gasped, reaching out to hold on to him. It felt like there was nothing else in this galaxy which kept me grounded. Even my poor pussy wasn’t able to cope with all the new sensations. His cock was ridiculously large, on top of that, the nubs were sending my core into overdrive. The friction made wetness pool inside me, bathing his cock in my cream. His grunt told me that he liked it. A lot.
Fisting my hair, he pulled my head back, when he pushed in to the hilt, he bit down on the place between my neck and shoulder. I screamed, not from pain but from pleasure. I didn’t feel anything else but the pressure in my core. When he started to move, I wrapped my legs around his waist. It was just in time because then he started to pound into me. Crying out his name, scratching his back and holding on to his shoulders, I completely lost myself while he fucked me into the mattress,
“You feel so damn good,” he snarled against my lips. “So hot.” Somewhere in my mind I knew that he meant that literally because our body temperatures were different.
My hips worked of their own accord, trying to meet his every stroke but mostly I was just holding on for the ride. The nubs of his shaft were doing something delicious inside me, rubbing me perfectly, and his length pushed my button with every stroke. I felt like I couldn’t breathe anymore, the tension grew and grew, until I almost couldn’t stand it anymore.
“Krian, please.” I begged and begged while he fucked me and his smirk told me how much he loved it. When my pussy started contracting, the cruel man changed his rhythm, keeping me on the edge. “Krian!” I cried. He devoured me with a kiss, plunging his tongue between my lips and suddenly changing his rhythm again. He hammered into me, hard and fast, and I wasn’t going to survive it. I was sure. Sobbing I scratched his back, probably leaving bloody traces, but it was his own damn fault.
When he palmed my cheek, his smile was gently. “Come for me,” he whispered and I did exactly that. My core spasmed around him, squeezing his cock until he began pumping his seed into me. With a yell he let his head fall back, his body stilled, when he came. Inside cold flooded me, the contrast to my inner heat made my skin prickle. The feeling was incredible.
When it was over, Krian collapsed down on me but immediately rolled us around so that his heavy weight didn’t crush me. My head was nestled against his chest, beneath my ear I could feel his heartbeat hammering in the same rhythm as my own. One of his hands stroked my hair in a soothing manner, while we both tried to catch our breaths.
That had been without any doubt the best, most intense sex of my life. I should have found myself an alien lover much earlier, I thought humorously, before dosing off.
Chapter 6
► Krian ◄
When the slave ship arrived one week later,
it wasn’t hard to overwhelm the crew for they hadn’t expected any hostility from us, seeing that the first time we had bought their story and then even ordered another woman. Most likely they had thought we hadn’t bothered to provide Ella with a translator, or that we hadn’t cared that she had been taken against her will. Due to the war against the Rakes, we had a reputation almost as bad as the one of our enemies. We might be ruthless warriors, still that didn’t mean we were without morals.
In this moment, when I looked at the human males before me, whom were tied to chairs, I only thought about my Ella. It was strange how quickly we had bonded. My scientists guessed that it had something do to with her pheromones, which were much stronger than Krotans’. Well, I didn’t care about the reason, I had taken her every night since our first time together, often had woken her up in the early morning hours to take her again because I just couldn’t get enough of her. The way she clung to me, how she trusted me, made me feel possessive and protective like never before. When I showed her my beloved home, all the emotions on her face were like a feast to me.
I had been completely wrong when I had first thought her to be weak. Her emotions and her passion made her stronger. Never before had I met someone so stubborn, by now I was sure that she would fight to her last breath for her sister. Her behavior spoke of inner strength, not weakness. She’d adapted quickly to her new life. When someone called her queen, she wrinkled her nose, but she was going to get used to it because I would never let her go. I didn’t care anymore if she got pregnant or not. We could continue our search for genetically compatible females for Krotans, I’m sure one of my soldiers would love to be the test subject instead of me because I solely wanted to touch my little human. No one else.
And these men had hurt her, taken her and her sister and fucking sold them like cattle! With a snarl I turned to the human males and snapped my teeth at them. “Who is going to break first?” I asked in a deadly whisper. They knew they were fucked, I could see it in their eyes. They had the chance to tell me everything and die quickly or to be tortured…
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