Bound by the Ice Alien

by Alyx X

  “I know it will be a big change trying to switch from nanny to... mother figure.” His eyes creased at the corners as he spoke, and concern lit his beautiful red irises. It must be hard for him to consider anyone else as even a mother figure to his children, much less a full-blown mother. I could understand that.

  I hesitated before answering “No.” It was only a small lie.

  Behind me, I was aware of Dyan’s watchful gaze as we all sat, carefree. He never stopped watching, never stopped listening, but he rarely spoke. I was glad he was there for Izon and the children.

  He tilted his head, curiosity replacing concern, and the scales on the side of his face gleamed in the sunlight. “Not at all?”

  I shrugged. I’d perfected the art of hiding my true feelings on Earth, while I had to clean the houses of all those people who believed they were better than me. “You know what? I adore your kids.” I glanced at the three of them. “Caring for them won’t change or become harder—” I deliberately faced out to sea “—just because their father has decided he can’t live without me.” I shrugged again, then glanced at him over my shoulder to see his reaction to my bold statement.

  He laughed, and at first the sound was surprised, then it became an easy noise, carefree and loud. The smooth notes caressed my skin and sent a wave of affection rushing through my chest. My heart seemed to swell, and I wrapped my arms around my bent knees, hugging myself.

  Jari and Vike turned to stare at the sound of their father laughing. Even Luka stopped waving the shell around, seeming surprised by his boisterous laugh. It was like none of them had heard their father laugh like that in a while, and when Izon smiled at me, some secret promise playing on his lips, I was pretty sure I was half-way in love already.

  When we got home, I settled the kids in the library, and Dyan strode to the doors to check the outside. Then he walked the perimeter of the room before sitting in his usual chair. Izon came in behind me and scooped Luka up from the floor.

  “I’m just going to freshen up, if that’s okay? I’ll be right back.” This boss-not-boss thing was going to take a while to get used to. I probably didn’t need to ask his permission, but I didn’t quite know.

  Confusion lit his gaze for a moment then he nodded.

  “Great.” I grinned at him.

  He opened his mouth to say something, but I raised my hand briefly.

  “I’ll be right back,” I said again. I was just going to brush some of the sand out of my hair and rinse some of the sea salt off my skin.

  I ran up the staff stairs, my heart light but my body full of restless energy I hadn’t been able to burn off all day.

  My thoughts were buzzing, but stopped completely when I opened the door to my room. The bed had been stripped, and what little I had was gone like the hairbrush and make up Gabby had given me. When I opened the closet, it only held empty hangers.

  A hand fell on my shoulder, the touch light, and I turned to Gabby standing behind me.

  “It’s okay,” she said. “Don’t worry. We were asked to move you into The King’s wing. Come and look.” I was dumbfounded. The King’s wing? What, like I’d have a room closer to his? I couldn’t quite wrap my head around it. She tugged my arm and we walked past the children’s bedrooms and across the top of the main staircase before stopping in front of the doors to Izon’s rooms. Wait, his personal rooms?

  “You ready?” She grinned.

  I shook my head “I…”

  “I’d stop using the staff staircase now if I were you.” Then she smiled before she opened the door and we entered the corridor that smelled faintly of Izon. That smell surrounded me and I breathed him in, suddenly feeling content. Safe.

  Gabby opened the door to his bedroom but gestured me through. “I don’t go in here unless instructed,” she explained. “It’s a private area.”

  I walked through the open doorway and my chest tightened. I’d barely noticed the surroundings last time I was in here. After all, that time I’d been fairly preoccupied. My cheeks heated with just the memory of that night. I curled my toes into the softest carpet I’d ever felt, and the size of the room almost overwhelmed me. A fireplace stood in the corner, ready to hold a fire but not yet lit. I glimpsed a bathroom through a door at the far end. This room alone was bigger than the entire home I’d shared with Mom back on Earth.

  “The closet is through those double doors,” Gabby called from outside the bedroom, leaving me to admire everything in peace.

  I walked over, my feet sinking into the luxurious carpet with each step. I opened the closet doors to find that my nanny uniform had been replaced by a range of clothing I’d never imagined I might own.

  “I hope this is okay.” Izon spoke softly from behind me, and his voice soothed me as much as his sudden appearance in the room startled me. “I probably should have asked first.”

  I turned to look at him, soaking him in. His broad shoulders and narrow waist, hair I loved to run my fingers through, and lips I wanted to kiss. My eyes trailed lower, where I knew his beautiful cock lay, just waiting for me to invite it out.

  “I got carried away.” He shrugged his shoulders. “I was excited.”

  Refocusing on the conversation we’d apparently been having, I cleared my throat. “Shut the door.” I spoke quietly but firmly, and he did it without hesitation, a spark of interest shining in his ruby eyes. It felt kind of good to have this much power over a king.

  As soon as we were alone and unlikely to be interrupted, I walked right up to him and lifted myself onto my tiptoes to press a kiss to those lips. “This is more than okay,” I whispered.

  By moving me to his room, Izon was telling me and everyone else in his home—his children and his staff—how he felt about me. The thought was frightening, but it was also way more than okay. Way more.

  He bit his lower lip as I pulled away from our kiss, then he stepped back and hit a button on the wall.

  “Gabby,” he said into it. “Please ensure the children’s routine is adhered to for the rest of the evening. I have some business to attend to.” He stepped back toward me without waiting for a reply.

  “Business?” I lifted an eyebrow as curiosity and disappointment warred within me.

  “Oh yes.” His lips tipped up at the corners. “The business of fucking you all over this room. Your new room.”

  Excitement sent a dart of heat to my pussy, but I looked around slowly. “That could take a while,” I said.

  “Yes, it could.” His voice lowered. “So we’d better get started.”

  I felt him turn me around to face him, then place both hands on my shoulders. He walked me backward to the bed, and I laughed. “Yes, Your Majesty.”

  “Hmm…” He pressed a kiss to my neck then one to my jaw. “I think I prefer it when you call me Izon.” He cupped my breast, and I arched into his hand.

  “Fuck me, Izon,” I murmured.

  “Suck me, Tessa,” he countered, but when I glanced at him I could tell he wasn’t certain I’d comply.

  “Gladly.” I dropped to my knees in front of him. He unlooped his belt as I worked the other fastenings on his pants open.

  I smoothed my palm over the bulge that waited for me and he groaned, his hips giving a small jerk as his fingers threaded through my hair.

  I breathed in. If humans could even smell arousal, it smelled a hell of a lot like Izon did right now. I pushed his pants down and his underwear swiftly followed, his cock springing free. I sucked in a breath. It was big. I had no idea how it had even fit inside me before, but it had and a wave of heat and desire flooded between my legs at the thought.

  Leaning forward, I pressed the flat of my tongue to the base of his cock and was rewarded with a gasp and the tightening of his hold on my hair.

  He growled, his dragon rumbling through his chest. It seemed the beast liked me. I licked upward, drawing my tongue all the way to the tip of his beautiful cock. I lifted up slightly, opening my mouth to take the head between my lips. I swirled my tongue over t
he soft flesh of him, over the veins and ridges that I knew felt so good on the inside of me. He seemed to be enjoying himself, because he breathed in short pants and gasps as I toyed with him. As I continued, my mouth watered with a kind of hunger that couldn’t be sated by food.

  I opened my mouth wider, taking in more of his dick, sliding down, feeling and tasting every inch of him. I cupped his balls in my hand, stroking them and enjoying his intake of breath. He pushed gently and I opened my throat, taking him as deep as I could. I worked my hands at the base of his cock, timing my strokes with the bobbing of my head.

  “Tessa.” Izon breathed out my name as he gripped my hair. “Tessa, that feels too good. We should stop or…”

  I allowed his dick to spring out of my mouth with a pop. “Or what?” I ran my tongue around the soft skin again as I waited for him to answer. I grinned when he groaned in response.

  “You make it so I can’t think.” He sucked in a long, shaky breath then let it out slowly. “We need to get you out of those clothes.”

  “Really? But I’m having fun where I am. Are you not?” I asked coyly, applying more pressure with my tongue. I enjoyed having this powerful man at my mercy.

  “Oh, I’m having fun,” Izon ground out. “Too much that if you don’t stop, you won’t get to have any of your own fun.”

  “Any of my own fun? And what does that look like, your Majesty?” I was pushing the line on submissive, but it was so much fun to toy with him like this.

  “Take your clothes off,” he demanded again. He backed away from my hold and began to undo his shirt. “Take your clothes off for me, Tessa.” His voice became soft, beguiling, and I watched the path of his hands down his front as he slipped his shirt open, revealing more and more skin.

  I wanted to touch that skin. To run my hands and mouth over the contours and dips of his powerful body. Needing to do something with my greedy hands, I pressed them over my breasts, pushing them together and squeezing them. My pussy responded with a pulse of desire.

  Izon’s eyes darkened. “Again,” he said.

  I tilted my head at him and repeated the action. His eyes glazed slightly as he took his cock into his hand, giving it a slow stroke from base to tip.

  Surprise filled me at his boldness.

  “Take your clothes off,” he told me again, and my fingers trembled as I began to comply. This man was so powerful, so demanding. And I was loving every second of it. Slowly, I pulled my shirt from my waistband and tugged it over my head, haste suddenly getting the better of me. Then I stepped out of my pants and socks and stood before Izon in just my underwear.

  He drew in a breath. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Tessa.”

  Since I’d arrived here, my body had filled out a little thanks to Chef’s food, but it had only softened the angles of my near-starving body.

  He shrugged out of his shirt, leaving him naked in front of me, his dick in his hand. “And the rest.” He said simply.

  I reached behind my back and unclipped my bra. Of all the things the Hydronians could have done differently than humans… But Gabby had said she deliberately picked me a human bra when I arrived.

  The straps slid down my arms and I clutched it across myself at the last second.

  “Let me see,” Izon almost begged, his hand still moving slowly up and down his cock. His touch was feather-light, barely skating across his skin, but I could feel the moisture gathering between my legs as I watched him. “Show me,” he whispered.

  I revealed my breasts, and his stroking became more intense. He groaned his pleasure.

  “Touch them for me.”

  I brushed my fingertips across my nipples and they hardened instantly, wanting Izon’s mouth. I move toward him. “Sit on the bed?” I had meant it as a statement, the same way he’d been telling me what to do so far, but it came out like a meek request. He grinned.

  “Anything for you.” He sat on the edge. “Like this?”

  I nodded and moved to stand between his legs. He still hadn’t stopped touching himself, and I offered him my breast. He opened his mouth, gently drawing it inside. He moved one hand to my ass and I caught my breath. He ran the fingers of his other hand around my hips, gently tugging at my panties. He worked his fingers inside, and I clutched the back of his head as he sucked my nipple.

  His finger brushed against my clit. “Fuck,” he breathed. “You’re so wet.”

  I couldn’t respond, I was too focused on those wandering fingers. I wanted him to touch me again and he didn’t disappoint. This time, he ran his finger from my clit to my pussy and dipped it inside.”

  “Is this what you want?” He nipped at my jawline with gentle teeth.

  “No.” My voice was tense and hard, as I tried to control the pleasure blossoming inside me. He froze, then looked at me questioningly. “I want your cock,” I whispered, then I claimed his mouth, taking advantage of his surprise and pushing my tongue to slide against his. The kiss was open mouthed and passionate as I ground against the hand still inside my panties.

  Except suddenly my panties weren’t there. Izon held the bunched-up fabric in his hand. He brought it to his nose and inhaled.

  “You smell so good.”

  I laughed. “You can’t keep doing that. I’ll have no underwear left.”

  He shrugged. “I’ll buy more.”

  “Touch me again.” I pressed closer to him.

  “Sit in my lap,” he replied.

  I nodded and climbed up onto the bed, one knee on either side of him. I kissed him again as I positioned myself over his cock. It nudged against my entrance, and I took a deep breath. I really hadn’t remembered it being this big.

  “Go ahead, Tess. Take me,” he whispered again, and I kissed him again as I began to slide down onto him.

  My pussy stretched to accommodate his girth, and I sighed in satisfaction as he filled me. I slid all the way down and paused for a moment, feeling his cock swell inside of me. He began to move, thrusting upward as I ground down. I rolled my hips, seeking friction on my clit, and he responded by gently adjusting until he leaned back, me on top of him. That magical Hydronian cock was now sliding over my G-spot until I could no longer think rational thoughts. I could only repeat his name which I gasped in time with his movements.

  “I like that,” he growled, staring hard at my face. “Keep saying my name.”

  Heat washed over me and I stuttered in my rhythm. As if he sensed my orgasm was close, he picked up speed, hitting my G-spot again and again. His hands were both on my ass, gripping and squeezing it in time with his thrusts. My sensations were in overdrive as I threw my head back and clutched his shoulders. I caught my breath, holding it in my chest and focusing all of my attention on the feel of this godlike man inside of me. Finally, all that heat, desire, and intensity came to a climax. It sent waves of pleasure through me and I gasped, releasing the breath as I rode it out.

  God, I could probably do this forever. I couldn’t imagine that any human man would even come close to the amount of pleasure I was experiencing. As my orgasm continued to roll through me, I again took Izon’s mouth with my own. Gripping the back of his head, I pulled him into me, begging for more. I wanted to taste every inch of him. For a moment, we became one person, breathing each other in, moving our bodies in tandem. I watched as he approached his own release, his muscles straining as his face scrunched up in pleasure. Izon clutched my thighs and moved even faster, bringing me right back up with him. Then his entire body clenched as we came together. It was so perfectly timed, it made so much sense, it was as if my body had been made for him, and his for me.

  Finally, his head dropped forward and his lips found my neck, peppering it with a soft frenzy of kisses. “You’re amazing Tessa.” He was slightly out of breath.

  I wriggled my hips a little, catching my own breath. “And you’re still very hard.”

  “All over the room, remember?” He chuckled as his hand slipped around my waist and he rolled us both on the bed, where he ended up lying o
ver me. “I don’t intend to leave the warmth of this pussy for a very long time.”

  I grinned. If it was a battle of wills he wanted, that’s exactly what I would give him. Without giving him more time to recover his breathing, I once again claimed his mouth, rocking my hips into him and pressing my breasts against his broad chest. He moaned and I felt him re-stiffen inside of me. Sensing what I was trying to do, Izon smiled around our kiss and began fucking me again.

  I had said I could do this all day.

  It seemed Izon was perfectly willing to comply.

  Hours later, Izon and I lay panting on the bed, limbs tangled together. I looked at him sleepily, his eyes closed and his face calm. “I think we’ve covered a good portion of the room, wouldn’t you say?”

  He chuckled, “I’m not done with you yet, Tess.” He had said it in his usual commanding way, but I could see he was fairly worn out. “Sure, Ize, sure.”

  “I mean it. I’m just...taking a break.” His eyes fluttered and I laughed again.

  “Well, as long as we’re taking a break, can I ask you something?”

  “Of course, Tess. You can always ask me anything.”

  “This morning, you said you chose option two. Can you… explain what you meant by that?” I didn’t want to come off as anxious or pleading, but somehow my tentative words had sounded that way anyway. Izon cracked open an eye. “Come here.”

  I scooted closer, until my head was resting on his warm chest and his fingers were playing with my curls. He took a deep breath, then began “Last night you gave me an ultimatum. You said that you weren’t okay with casual sex, and that if that was all I wanted, to just leave you alone to do your job. Am I correct?” He looked at me, waiting for a reply. “Yes,” I whispered.

  “So I chose. Option two. What else is there to explain?” He didn’t seem annoyed, just matter-of-fact.

  “I guess I’m just wondering what this means for me. For us. For the children.”

  “I thought we covered this on the beach?” He asked. While it was true we had begun the conversation, it didn’t mean that we had found a solution. I waited for him to continue, taking the question as rhetorical. After a moment he said “It means that… I want you Tessa. I didn’t expect it...but you came here and have captivated both me and my children.” I blushed at his words. His voice was soft, low, earnest.