Claimed by the Conqueror

by Alyx X

“I could do this all day,” he said.

  Then he reached for my calves and placed his warm hands on them. I waited, anticipation lodged in my throat. Waiting, waiting… Then the vibrations started. Slow at first, like a light massage, but promising so much more. He worked his hands upward, past my knees and pausing on the insides of my thighs. I squirmed as he retreated.

  “Close, but not close enough,” I said. “Seems like you’re all bark and no bite.”

  He grinned and moved back toward my pussy, jolting me with a gentle slap across it. I gasped and my heartrate picked up, pushing blood through my ears in a rapid pulse.

  He grinned. “Enough bite?” I nodded, then shook my head. “You don’t know?” I bit my lower lip and inhaled again. While I wasn’t concentrating, he ran his finger over my clit, swirling across it then up to my pussy and back, smearing my juices along my slit. I pressed closer against him, my pussy throbbing as he dipped into it before returning his focus to my clit and sending pulses of desire through me. I caught my breath as the vibration increased, then I shook my head as he lessened them again.

  “Make me come,” I insisted.

  He shook his head, a wicked smile playing at his mouth. “When I say so. Not before.” As if to illustrate his point, he dialed up the vibrations again and I arched against him like he was magnetized just for me. I ground against his flesh as though it was all I knew how to do.

  “You’re greedy tonight.” His voice held amusement, contrasting his earlier rage. I didn’t answer. He’d probably use any answer against me, anyway. He crawled back up the bed, skimming one hand over me the entire way, and I squirmed under his touch.

  The bed shifted, rocking beneath me as he moved above me, pressing his hot skin along every inch of mine. I closed my eyes as the heat suffused me, then moaned as he began to vibrate his entire body. He rested his weight on his elbows and ran his hands down my sides, then over my tits, and I squirmed some more. The little shocks that flashed through me with his vibrations became more rapid, and I surrendered to the sensation, quivering in delicious joy. Tingles ran down my spine and culminated in my pussy, somehow making me even wetter. I gasped and bucked against Qui, searching for the best position to maximize his teasing touch, but he continued to play with me, never quite giving me what I wanted.

  Qui laughed as I increased my frantic movements. “What do you want, Emma?” I still didn’t reply, and he laughed again, his amusement only increasing the vibrations that rocketed through me. Maybe I needed to keep him laughing. I’d come if he kept losing control of his vibrations like that.

  “You’re making it too easy,” he breathed. “See how little effort I have to make?” I looked away from him, refusing to meet his gaze, and shuddered as another wave of pleasure rolled through me. He lowered his head until his lips grazed my ear. “See how easy you’re making it for me to conquer you?” He whispered. “It’s easy for me to conquer your body.” Qui raked his gaze over my body, setting me ablaze with the intensity held within those smoldering eyes. “Your beautiful, delicious body.” He choked out.

  “No.” But my voice came out breathy and tense. “No, you’re wrong.” But my body told another story. My pussy grew wetter with every moment, and I couldn’t stop myself from moving against him. His hard cock pressed against my belly where it was wedged between our bodies, and I wriggled, trying to move so his cock would press against where I wanted it most.

  “Make it vibrate, too,” I whispered. He looked at me, one eyebrow raised quizzically. “Your cock,” I clarified like he didn’t already know. “Make your cock vibrate, please.”

  Qui chuckled and shook his head as I shifted again beneath him, trying to find my own relief if he wouldn’t give it to me. “Not yet,” he crooned, his voice soft. “You haven’t earned it yet.”

  I pouted as I shifted again. He pressed an unexpected kiss to my collarbone, and I stilled for a moment, before picking gentle movements back up. “What have you done to me?” he murmured, so low that maybe he didn’t even expect me to hear. I lay still for a moment, waiting to see if he would say anything else.

  “I conquer. I don’t doubt myself.” He kissed just above my nipple. “I know what I want, and I take it.” Another kiss, and I shuddered a little, not wanting to interrupt him. “But you…” He ran his tongue over my skin. “I’ve never met anything like you, and now I’m wondering what the right thing to do is.”

  Before I could respond, or ask what he meant by that, his lips crashed against mine, his tongue demanding instant access to my mouth. I parted my lips eagerly for him. He vibrated some more, sending another shockwave through me, and I gasped, turning my head away and drawing his earlobe into my mouth and sucking on it. I panted against him, and his movements increased—his vibrations becoming erratic—until he growled and moved off me.

  Before I could wonder what he was doing, where he was going, he flipped me onto my stomach. I grunted from the unexpected movement, but was curious what would happen next. He pushed his hands under my hips and yanked them upward so I rested my weight against my bindings with my ass in the air, waiting for him.

  He ran a finger down my slit again before he bent over me, pushing his dick between my legs. I wriggled back, enjoying the feel of him all over me as he reached beneath me to cup my tits. Sighing, I pressed against him again as his dick vibrated faintly against my opening.

  I glanced over my shoulder and grinned in triumph. “Your cock is vibrating.” I offered the words like advice.

  My ass stung as he slapped the right cheek. “I said not until you earn it, and you haven’t earned it yet.” I groaned as he pushed his cock deep inside me, filling me up in an instant. I pushed back against him, letting him stretch me. He swelled and pulsed inside me.

  I laughed as he moved, pushing his body against mine, his balls slapping against my ass in a rapid rhythm. “I can feel it getting stronger, you know.”

  “You have to earn it,” he ground out as he moved faster and harder, each thrust making me gasp. “Now stop talking and let me fuck you.” The words were final, but the vibrations were definitely growing stronger, buzzing against my G-spot, and I held my breath as the sensations washed over me. It was like he’d lost control over it, and I was not complaining.

  His gasping became rhythmic as he drew in breath after rapid breath, and I groaned as his vibrations flowed in increasingly strong waves over me and through me. It was as if my entire body was buzzing with delicious, crackling lightning. His hands were on my tits, my ass, my hips, and his warmth pressed up against my thighs as he slammed into me again and again.

  As my muscles began to wind and tighten, and my thighs shook from the effort of holding myself up, Qui slowed and began to shudder, his strokes becoming less rhythmic as he groaned. He was absolutely losing control. I had to hold in another laugh at the abrupt change in pace from angry red conqueror to this man who could barely control himself as he fucked me. Not that I was any better. He had me completely under his control, though I’d never tell him.

  His cock swelled one last time, and heat filled me from the inside as he pulsed in my pussy. Qui grunted, panted, and groaned as he found his release inside of me, shouting his triumph as he supposedly ‘conquered’ the woman who’d practically been begging for him for weeks. As if he’d worked for this.

  I convulsed around him, curling my toes and clenching my thighs to hold him there longer. The grip on my hips became nearly painful, but I welcomed it as that vibrating cock sent me straight past the moon and into those stars I’d longed for my entire life. As I gasped around him, shaking and letting my own waves of pleasure rock through me, I wondered if I had perhaps never even needed to see the stars. Maybe I’d just needed a man like this. A man so angry and terse that he’d presented a nice little challenge for me. A sexy, huge, magic-dick-wielding challenge.

  The final movements we shared sent a last wave of pleasure over me and I shrieked as I fully came under him, his cock flat against my G-spot and sending vibration after
vibration through it in time with his own orgasm. If anyone had been in the hallway at that moment, they wouldn’t have to reach too hard to know exactly what was going on in here.

  Finally, to my dismay, Qui pulled out and stood up from the bed before pacing two lengths of his room. I lay limp on the bed, my damp stomach pressing into his soft sheets. I watched him lazily as I came down from the impossible high of having been fucked by a man I was supposed to hate.

  Qui’s new wave anger was palpable, but I simply slumped against my bindings, too exhausted to continue taunting him. “What’s wrong? I muttered. “You conquered me, so now what are you upset about?” I was too exhausted to try pride or denial right now. He knew what he’d done to me.

  He didn’t look at me as I watched him pulse, his naked body flaring bright red. “A male shouldn’t give in to his female like that,” he ground out, clenching his fists. He was clearly upset with himself. Upset that he’d been unable to control the vibrations of his own body, too lost in the heat of the moment and the passion of our bodies to not give me everything I’d been begging for. However, I couldn’t focus on his rage. I could only focus on one thing.

  His female.

  21

  Qui

  I stirred, unsure what had woken me. I lay there, conscious of Emma’s breathing and the quiet hum of my ship’s engines. Strands of Emma’s soft hair tickled my cheek, and the pungent aroma of our fucking was heavy in the air, but neither of those things were what had woken me. I wrapped my arm tighter around Emma’s cooler body and tugged her closer, wrapping myself around her as I allowed my eyes to drift shut once more.

  A sharp rap came on the door and I stirred, disentangling myself from Emma, her tiny body curled up like I was still shielding her. I drew the covers over her and tucked them around her, keeping her warm, keeping her safe.

  I strode to the door, not even bothering to dress. My skin still blazed with the satisfaction of sex with Emma and the relief or finally giving into the wild need to claim her. My control had never slipped so much before. I shook my head. I’d be more careful next time.

  The person at the door tapped again and I growled quietly in frustration at the crewman who didn’t know how to let his captain rest—rest I sorely needed. I glanced over my shoulder. Emma hadn’t moved at all, undisturbed by my exit from our shared bed.

  My cock hung free, either as a reward or a warning to my man for disturbing me so early. Hopefully he wasn’t afraid of a little—or a huge—competition. I didn’t bother to grab my clothes. I’d soon be back in the bed with Emma.

  The man tapped again. Smaller, meeker, like he knew I might be irritated by his persistence. He was right. I slid the door open, the motion smooth. “What?” I growled. I blocked the door so he couldn’t see beyond me into my room. Emma was too vulnerable asleep like that, and my men wouldn’t have the privilege of seeing her naked, even covered with a sheet. That privilege belonged only to me.

  “Captain.” Gan swallowed, his gaze fixed firmly to my face. His skin reddened as he stared unblinkingly into my eyes.

  “Breathe, Gan,” I grumbled at him. For fuck’s sake. He’d seen a man naked before. He only needed to look in the mirror when he stepped out of the shower.

  The silent moment continued as he didn’t say anything. He simply averted his eyes and clasped his hands behind his back like he was waiting for further instructions. I gestured impatiently. “What was so important that you needed to come hammering unrelentingly on my door?” Okay, so hammering was a stretch. As was unrelentingly, but being woken by a crewman knocking on my bedroom door always required explanation.

  He stepped away from the door and I followed him, sliding it shut with a soft click behind me. The cool air of the corridor prickled over my skin, and I shivered. My arms felt empty without Emma in them.

  “We’ve arrived at the battleship and we’re currently docking.” As he spoke, the ship groaned and shuddered, confirming his statement. I heard the anchors be deployed and fastened to the outside of the warship to prevent us floating back into space.

  “Are we cloaked?” I kept my voice down, suddenly ready to discuss business, despite my state of undress.

  He nodded. “Yes, sir. The crew is preparing to disembark to ensure the final arrangements are put in place.”

  “Have you got the checklist?” My murmur was low, almost furtive, although there was no way Emma would be able to hear us through the door, even if she woke up. The ship shuddered again, a fresh groan rippling through it—the familiar connection of the boarding tunnel unfurling to allow the men to walk between ships.

  “Yes, sir, and Fin has run the calculations. If everything checks out the way he predicts, we could be back on Earth within a few hours to do the preparation work for draining and destroying the planet.”

  It took everything in me not to slap my hand over his big, secret-revealing mouth. I gritted my teeth. “Any indications the TerraLink program has discovered us?” I doubted it, but the question needed asking.

  He shook his head. “None at all. Fin has been monitoring their movements, and they have no idea what we’re planning to do.” He lowered his voice. “Likewise, the humans in the domed settlement on the moon are not aware of anything behind their moon at all.”

  I grimaced. The humans who would soon be wiped out as a byproduct of our destruction of their Earth.

  “You’re needed on the bridge, Captain.” Gan finished.

  I sighed, torn without wanting to be. “Yes.” I forced out the word. “Of course.” I stretched my mouth into an unnatural-feeling smile. “I might put some pants on first, though.”

  Gan’s smile was equally fake, although some relief shone through that he wouldn’t have to avoid looking at my dick anymore. I slipped back into my bedroom, and my gaze lingered on Emma. She still hadn’t stirred, and her breaths were regular and heavy. I drew my pants on as quietly as I could, pausing at every quiet creak of the tight leather and holding my breath. I wanted Emma to get the rest she needed, which was strange for me. I never usually cared about what other people needed.

  Regret about what I was about to do threaded through me. The feeling was unfamiliar and unwanted. The plan to take Earth’s core had been in place long before we’d landed there. We’d always planned for destruction if there was nothing worthy of trade. We always did our research to maximize our travel. I didn’t visit any planet without a goal in mind, and I didn’t mourn the outcome of our initial visit. Ever. Even if we discovered—as we had with Earth—that destruction was the only way.

  I stood over Emma and looked down at her sleeping form, at the way her eyelashes rested peacefully against her beautiful golden skin, and the way sleep smoothed out some of her feistiness and aggression. I held in a chuckle. Forget ‘peaceful’. Emma looked almost tame.

  She was another reason I wouldn’t mourn her planet. She was my prize. I had everything I needed from Earth right here.

  Briefly, I considered the cattle taking up valuable space in my biggest cargo hold. Damn Roe and her sudden liking for cow meat. Well, she’d need to savor this shipment because there would be no more where it came from. We were about to make sure of that.

  I kissed my fingers and touched them to Emma’s forehead, but immediately felt embarrassed by my own gesture. I couldn’t even tell if it was affection or a far-too-late request for forgiveness.

  I left the room as quietly as I could, checking over my shoulder as I quietly closed the door, and walked toward the bridge. The familiar turns seemed to hold more meaning the further they took me from Emma, and I lost myself in my thoughts.

  As I approached the last turn, Roe stepped into my path, blocking my way forward. “What are you doing?” she hissed.

  “Going to the bridge to help finalize everything.” But my words rang hollow, even to me.

  “Why are you destroying the planet of the female I know you love?”

  I scoffed, the sound harsh and dismissive. “What the fuck are you talking about?” I directe
d my anger at myself toward my sister, glad to shove it onto someone else to deal with. “Of course I don’t love Emma.”

  Roe’s nostrils flared. “Smells like love to me.”

  I scoffed again and looked over her shoulder, down the metal corridor I’d walked more times than I could count on various missions to conquer the many planets we’d targeted.

  “What are you doing, Roe?” I sighed. Of all the people I thought I might have to explain myself to… I didn’t think Roe would be on that list. She’d been by my side too often and seen this many times over. “Why are you doing this now?” I moved to walk past her, but she put her arm out to stop me. I glared down at her. “Look I’m not in the mood to break any of your bones today, so don’t force me to push past.”

  She didn’t move a muscle. “You love her, and you know you do,” she hissed.

  “What are you doing?” I asked again. “Changing your mind? Are you the weak one now? Are you trying to make me weak?”

  She still didn’t move. “I’m just asking you to be really, really honest with yourself, because you won’t get another opportunity to do that.”

  I hesitated, too many thoughts I didn’t want to acknowledge crowding my head. Eventually, I looked at Roe and the equal measure of hope and accusation in her eyes, and I sighed. “All right,” I said. “Okay.”

  “All right, what?” she pushed.

  “You might be right.” I stopped short of giving her the full satisfaction of complete agreement with her diagnosis of my feelings for Emma. Some things I just wasn’t ready to admit—even to Roe. “But I don’t have as many choices here as you seem to think. You know exactly how all this goes down. You know we’re locked in. I can’t appear weak to the people on this ship. I can’t appear weak to the people left at home on Euquaniar. They’re counting on us, on this particular mission. I refuse to give up.”

  I moved past her easily as she relaxed her arm out of my way, no longer trying to stop me, and I walked the rest of the way to the bridge without a backward glance.