“Voyeur Moon is not desirable to most of the Regum in terms of its rocky terrain and the difficulty reaching it. Addo and Sera are close enough together that our passenger shuttles can travel back and forth with ease. This one requires a longer journey, and consequently they don’t want to spend the time and money to develop it. It’s not as visually stunning as Addo and Sera. Plus, since the Tyranns have claimed most of it now, we’re hoping the Regum will simply give us what we want.”
“You mean give you this planet?”
“Yes. We want to make this planet our own. We want to rule ourselves. We want to live here the way we want to.”
“Do you know any of them personally? These Regum?”
He frowned. After what he’d told her about their propaganda, he didn’t want to reveal his past association with one of them, so he decided to tell her just enough to satisfy her curiosity for now. “I did once, when I was a boy. My parents were friends with his parents, but my parents had views similar to mine. Those differing views eventually tore their friendship apart, and consequently I lost my friendship with their son.”
“That’s sad.”
“That is the way of our worlds.”
“What was his name? Your friend I mean.”
There was no harm in telling her that. Who would she relay the information to? “Eldon. He is a Regum of the Second Order.”
That was Eldon’s title, but she didn’t need to know that Eldon was part of a growing number of Regum who weren’t any happier with the archaic restrictions their rules laid on their people than the Tyranns were. And she didn’t need to know that Eldon was part of an underground society working to establish a third class. One which would bridge the gap between the rigid Regum and the extreme Tyranns. Or that Jakara was still in contact with Eldon from time to time when he needed a favor that only a Regum could pull off.
“So you’re at war with your own rulers,” she said.
“You simplify it too much.”
“So explain it to me. Tell me how it came to this. I want to understand.”
He studied her face for a moment. She wasn’t lying to him. He hadn’t come across many Earthlings who cared about their history or politics very much. “It started off with asking the Regum to teach less restrictive beliefs about sex to our daughters. This request isn’t a new one, but they’ve never relaxed their teaching.”
“What about your women? They must be curious about sex, despite being told it’s horrible.”
“Many are, but as I explained earlier, they are taught to fear it from birth. But over the years, some strides have been made in small groups. Once our technology evolved and those isolated groups found each other, they began to band together.”
She nodded several times. “Global communication changes everything.”
“Yes, it does. The Regum relented for a while and allowed us to bring over the Velone women, but then they reversed their decision and used the exploding star to further their agenda.”
He stopped. She didn’t need to know that the Tyranns themselves were becoming more extreme all the time, and that’s why a third class was beginning to form. One which opposed the gang-rapes going on with the Earth women. Then again, if she knew he was part of those who opposed the treatment of her people, she might respond differently to him. Right now, she likely viewed him as nothing more than a captor who would abuse her the same way.
“It still sounds like civil war to me,” she said.
“You’ve had revolutions on Earth throughout your history.”
“I know that.”
“How would you know such a thing studying art?”
She shook her head as if she were about to try to explain something complicated to a child, and it was all he could do not to cross the room and take her into his arms. He’d show her he wasn’t a child, but a man, capable of bringing her to heights of passion she’d never even dreamed about.
“Art history isn’t only the study of paintings or sculptures. As our civilizations evolved, so did the art depicting their day-to-day lives. I learned as much about wars, politics, and religion throughout history as I did about how those civilizations depicted each of those events through their art.”
Her passion intrigued him. Would she show the same strength of conviction in bed? “What is about art that stirs such emotion in you?”
“I don’t know. I can’t explain it. I can only tell you how it makes me feel. It touches my soul. It connects me to my ancestors. It’s beauty and history in one. What touches your soul?”
What a ridiculous question. “Battle. Fighting for a cause.”
“What about the stars? Or music? Have you no art on any of these planets?”
“The stars? They tell the past and the future. We use them for guidance when we fly. And music and art are the pastimes of the wealthy ruling class. They’re for those who are gluttonous, dull of mind, and bored.”
“I disagree. Music and art have been shown to boost intelligence in our children. They inspire us. They move us to create and to love.”
“And does your porn industry do the same thing?” Her words were noble, but their entire planet was obsessed with sex for the sake of the act itself. That’s why their women were targeted. He’d already told her that.
“What? It’s not even close to the same thing.”
“I disagree. We’ve heard people on your planet call it art.”
“Porn degrades women and reduces sex to nothing more than an act. There is no emotion or love behind it.”
“You don’t have to be in love to have sex with someone.”
She averted her gaze as a blush crept up her face. “That doesn’t mean we have to act like rutting dogs, or use each other like our bodies aren’t connected to our minds.”
He stood and took a few steps toward her. “Sex is a basic need. For us and for the people of Earth.”
She glanced into his eyes again, and he swore he glimpsed lust. “So when you have sex with women, it’s just sex. There’s no emotion behind it.”
“That depends on the woman.” He took a few more steps toward her, and now he noticed the way her pupils were dilated, and the rapid rise and fall of her chest and shoulders.
“Is that why you’ve brought me here? To this secret home?” Her voice was breathy, but he no longer detected fear in it.
“Would you rather I take you back to the party? I think you’ll find what you were just talking about there. My superiors and fellow soldiers, acting like rutting dogs and using bodies for one thing only.”
Her eyes widened as understanding filled her face, and then she shook her head. “Thank you for not doing that to me.”
“I told you I wouldn’t leave you to that fate.” He was inches from her. Her scent filled his head, making his dick rock hard. She was likely not even aware of the pheromones coming off her in waves. Most humans weren’t. “I also told you I won’t hurt you.”
“Why have you brought me here, then? Why did you take such a risk and lie about what you did with me? Please tell me the truth.”
He reached out with one finger and moved a lock of hair off her face. When she let out a small sigh that was clearly a moan she’d tried to cover up, he couldn’t take anymore. “Because I want you, Callie. I have since the second I stepped out of my spacecraft and saw you.”
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Callie’s entire body trembled. She could hardly be called experienced in bed, but she wasn’t a virgin. What harm could this do? She couldn’t deny her attraction to him. But what would happen afterward? Would he go back on his word and send her to the other men to be used as a sex toy?
Jakara moved closer still, and now she caught his scent. It was nothing she could identify, but it ramped up her arousal until she could hardly stand still. Every fiber of her being ached to touch him. When he cupped her face with two strong hands, she couldn’t stop the moan.
“You want me. Admit it. I want to hear you say it.”
“I want you,” she whispered.
“You have nothing to fear from me. I can’t impregnate you, and we’re immune to your diseases.”
“Okay.” She couldn’t even process what he’d just said. It didn’t matter. All she wanted was that full mouth on hers.
He gazed into her eyes for a few seconds, and she had no clue what he’d done to her, but her body relaxed a bit. Then he bent his head and kissed her. Callie would have fallen if he hadn’t encircled her in strong arms. She parted her lips to let his tongue inside, and moaned loudly in the back of her throat as his teeth and tongue assaulted her mouth.
The eternal question of how aliens kissed was finally answered. They kissed like nothing she’d ever experienced or imagined during long, lonely nights. She wrapped her arms around his torso, barely able to reach around him. His body was tight and warm against hers, and as he stepped closer still she felt the unmistakable bulge of a huge cock brush her abdomen.
He tangled his fingers in her hair and moved his lips and tongue over hers. Callie groaned deeply as crazy desire swept through her. Her pussy was soaked, and her clit throbbed. She was going to come and all he’d done was kiss her.
When he released her, his eyes were darker than they’d been earlier, and it was obvious he was trying to control his raging lust. He picked her up as if she weighed no more than a feather, and dumped her unceremoniously on the bed. As he shed his clothing, she sat up and stared at him with her mouth open. He looked human in every way, but the muscles and tats covering his body were nothing she’d ever seen. He was beyond beautiful.
And his dick … red, swollen, and already dripping with pre-cum. She licked her lips, unable to tear her gaze away.
“Impressive, isn’t it?”
She nodded because her voice seemed to have disappeared.
“And wait until it’s inside you.”
What the hell am I doing?
Too late for those thoughts, because he pushed her back on the bed and covered her body with his, kissing her again like this was the last time he’d ever do it. She couldn’t move, and even breathing was difficult. He released her mouth and trailed a line of liquid fire over her collarbones, and then over her breasts.
He sat up and grasped her sweater in both hands, tearing it open at the seams with no more effort than he’d use to rip a piece of paper in half. She gasped, but not from fear. The arousal racing through her body was out of control. She’d never felt this way, and she no longer gave a shit if he was doing it with some kind of powers, or if this came from inside her. She only wanted to run with it and see where it took them.
He tossed the ruined fabric on the floor. “I’ll bring you new clothes in the morning.”
She didn’t answer. She couldn’t. All she could do was stare at his gorgeous face and body, and at the way the muscles in his forearms strained as he ripped her bra down the middle. He made sexy, guttural noises in the back of his throat as he grasped her breasts and rolled her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers.
Callie cried out in pleasure as the gesture sent jolts of electricity straight to her throbbing clit. She was so close to an orgasm, all she’d have to do is flex her Kegel muscles and it would happen. But she also wanted to slow down and enjoy this. He made that impossible when he bent his head to suck and nip at her breasts. The climax washed over her, forcing a continuous stream of moans and whimpering from her throat.
“I knew it,” he said. “You love this.”
“Yes,” she whispered. “It’s incredible.”
“I’m going to fuck you all night, in every hole. You are mine. I’ve claimed you.”
She shivered at the conviction in his voice. Fear tried to push its way in, but she willed it away. He wasn’t going to hurt her. He’d promised her that. He moved lower and grasped her jeans, ripping them off her as easily as he’d disposed of the rest of her clothing. Then he moved her panties aside and licked her clit.
Callie cried out loudly and wrapped her fingers in his hair as wave after wave of intense desire tore through her body. His tongue was hot and thick, and nothing had ever felt as fucking good on her pussy. It moved it up and down, back and forth with impossible speed, and each pass sent her closer to another climax.
He fingered the lace on her panties. “These are almost too pretty to ruin.” But then he tore them off her as well. He took off her shoes and socks, and then he spread her legs and licked up and down her thighs, sending shivers throughout her body. “You taste like the nectar of the gods. I’ve never had an Earth woman.”
His words almost forced up a giggle, until he reached into the nightstand drawer and pulled out a dark bottle. He unstopped it, and the scents of sandalwood and vanilla wafted across her nose. She watched him put some of the liquid on two fingers, and then he slid them inside her pussy. She gasped as he moved them in and out at just the right speed and rhythm. They were long and thick, so it felt like a dick was in there, and each thrust of them hit the perfect spot.
“Oh God…”
“That’s right, Callie.” His voice was rough and deep. “I want to watch you come this time. No sneaking one in on me again.”
How had he known?
“If you do, I’ll have to punish you.”
She swallowed hard and wanted to ask what he’d do to punish her, but she could hardly think. The climax inched forward, and she couldn’t look away from his gaze. It mesmerized her. His very presence was intoxicating. She had to have more.
When the orgasm washed over her, Callie clung to his arms and dug her nails in, not wanting him to stop. She’d never experienced anything like this, and couldn’t imagine how it could feel better with his cock inside.
“That’s it, baby. That’s right. Let it happen. By the stars, you are the most beautiful girl I’ve ever had.” He pulled out his fingers and kissed her again, rough and hard this time. Callie moaned into his open mouth and wrapped her arms and legs around his body, aching for him to push his dick into her pussy, but instead he crawled off her and pulled her into a sitting position.
He scooted her to the edge of the bed and held her head, one hand on each side. “Let’s see what else you can do with that delicious mouth.”
Chapter Four
Callie stared at Jakara’s cock. It was truly magnificent, but she had no idea how she’d be able to give him a blow job without gagging. She tried to move away, but his hands held her firm.
“Open your mouth, Callie. I want you to suck me.”
“I don’t like giving blow jobs.” That wasn’t entirely true, but she’d never had such a huge dick in her mouth before.
“You will do this for me.”
She glanced up into his eyes as hot anger rose inside her. “We’re not all porn stars like you think we are. And forcing a woman to do any sex act is rape, not art!”
“I’m not forcing you. You want me. I see it on your face, and I feel it in your touch.”
She couldn’t argue with that, but it would be nice if he at least tried to understand what she said right now. “Can you read my thoughts?”
“Not the words, but I can sense your emotions. I can detect the scent a woman gives off when she wants sex. I see the lust in your eyes. Now open your mouth and take me inside it. I will have you in every way tonight. You are mine now.”
“And if I refuse?”
A look of incredulity passed over his face, and then his eyes filled with humor. He let go of her face and sat next to her. Then he grabbed her around the waist and bent her over one knee. Before she could process what he’d just done, he delivered five stinging blows to each ass cheek in quick succession.
She cried out in pain, and tried to twist away from his hands, but he was far too strong. The amount of desire coursing through her body shocked her. It was as if he’d flipped a switch, and suddenly images of him paddling her ass until it turned red and puffy assaulted her mind. Her pussy contracted in tiny spasms, and she hoped he didn’t interpret it as another stolen orgasm. How the hell had he known she’d come earlier?
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br /> On the heels of that thought came the realization that if this was what he meant as punishment for that transgression, she’d make herself come again in a heartbeat. Nothing had ever excited her this much, and she wanted more.
“Are you through asking me ridiculous questions?”
He released her, and then he placed a pillow against the headboard and moved her so she was sitting with her back to it. He knelt in front of her, holding her head with his hands once again. “Now open your mouth, or next time I’ll give you double the swats, and I won’t go easy on you.”
She should be angry. She should feel violated and used, but she felt none of those things. She was so turned-on it was ridiculous. Where the hell had this come from? She wanted him to take her, rough and hard.
Callie opened her mouth, and he slid most of his dick into it. She relaxed her throat muscles and wrapped her lips around his shaft.
“That’s it, baby. That feels so fucking good. I knew it would. I won’t hurt you. Just relax.”
He was true to his word. She had no idea how he’d done it, but the more he pushed inside her mouth, the less she was afraid she’d gag. And once she realized she wasn’t going to, she enjoyed it. He tasted salty and musky, but it wasn’t unpleasant. His scent was all mixed up with the sandalwood and vanilla smell from the oil, and the combination proved to be an aphrodisiac.
The harder he fucked her mouth, the more she wanted him to do it. His moans turned into grunts and loud groans as he increased his speed. “Callie … oh, Callie … that mouth … it’s incredible. I’m close to coming, baby. I’m almost there…”
She braced herself for the taste of cum, but once he started he pulled out, let go of her head, and splashed it all over her breasts. She moaned because no one had ever done that, and she found it so damn sexy she nearly came again.
“I’ve marked you, Callie. Now you are truly mine. They can’t take you away from me.”
She had no idea what that meant or why he’d said it, but it certainly seemed to fire him up. No sooner did he finish than he pulled her into his arms and kissed her again, tongue and all. He brushed his hands up and down her legs, her hips, and over her ass cheeks, giving each one a couple of half-hearted smacks again.
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