Alien's Bride Book Two

by Yamila Abraham

  “Since this is Lord Elentinus’ prerogative we’re going to have to deal with this. Your letter is missing the whole point. The purpose of the Earth women is to repopulate our race. Making them our equals is out of the question. They have to breed for us whether they want to or not.”

  “I didn’t forget that.” I pointed to a little scribble area where I’d jotted something down close to the floor. “I was thinking of letting women have the choice of artificial insemination whenever their husbands were being jerks.”

  This made Whore tilt his head back and laugh. “You think we’re going to let women decide whether or not sex will happen?”

  “Yeah.” I got defensive. “In my time that was an important part of a woman’s power.”

  His eyes got cruel. “Power? You don’t deserve any power. Besides that, women never want sex and men always do.”

  “That’s…not true.” I hated the terrain this argument was venturing into. “If a woman loves a man she’ll give him plenty of sex.”

  He sneered at me. “None of these human brides love their husbands. They were brought here under Shindray’s rules. They were all raped the first night they arrived.”

  My eyes widened. That’s what that woman had been talking about.

  Whore was smug. “I’ve been telling you this all along. You have no idea how good you have it.”

  “Lord Elentinus raped Sasha?”

  “Spare me your outrage.” He crossed his arms. “Lord Elentinus is devout. He always obeys the will of the high druid.”

  I put my hand over my racing heart. My spit had gone cold again.

  “Don’t worry.” He gave me a dismissive wave. “He drugged her.”

  “I…see.”

  He pointed his nose at my white board. “Shall I erase this drivel for you?”

  “No.” This snapped me out of my shock. “I’m going to revise it. Thank you for—for educating me.”

  “Revise it how?”

  “Well...my focus was on building new relationships. Now my focus will be on mending them.”

  “Maritzaaa.” His voice had turned into this evil, impatient sing-song. He walked up to me and took my chin in his hand. “They have. To breed.”

  “I got it, Hor-Denay.” My lower lip trembled. “Let me go.”

  “Don’t bring up artificial insemination.”

  He was talking through his clenched teeth now. I couldn’t believe how furious he was.

  “What’s wrong with you?”

  “You’re so far beneath us. You don’t deserve his love.”

  This was a disgusted whisper. I started to get scared.

  “Don’t make him have to pick a side between the two of us, Hor-Denay.” I swallowed. “He loves us both.”

  This got him to let me go. I backed away from him.

  “We’ll work on the letter together,” Whore said.

  “That…that’s fine with me. You know what will fly with your people better than I do.”

  “Nothing is going to go to Pakpo that I haven’t approved.”

  As if, you son of a bitch. “I can get rid of the artificial insemination stuff. I was just banging around ideas.” I decided to pick my battles.

  He led the way out of the room. “The yacht is going to take off shortly. Come.”

  ***

  After being awkwardly smooshed into a chair by Kang for a few minutes we were safely back in orbit. This was a relief. I assumed that woman couldn’t hack the Domestics up here.

  Elentinus came down the stairs leading to his room with Whore following behind him. I ran up to greet him like an obedient wife.

  “Hi, husband.” I took his hands in mine. “You must be so exhausted.”

  Elentinus admired me a moment before leaning down to kiss me. I adored how expressive he was with his emotions. I felt like I could read the love in his face.

  He wrapped his arm around me and brought me to the dining table. “Do you mind if Hor dines with us this evening, my dear?”

  Of course I did. “Of course I don’t.”

  I looked back to flash Whore a phony smile. He was too tactless to give me one in return.

  Elentinus took his seat and we each picked a side next to him. That meant Whore and I had to face each other. I tried not to look at him, but Whore stared at me with an expression of hatred. Fortunately the Domestics stepped up to give us our drinks and dishes.

  “My business on Earth took longer than expected,” Elentinus said, “and was indeed quite exhausting.” He cut into his meat pastry and took a bite.

  “He’s under considerable stress,” Whore said. “You should make yourself available to him.”

  “Of course,” I said.

  “I’m talking about sex.”

  I focused on my pastry. “I knew what you were talking about, Whore.”

  Whore brought his glass to his lips. “That’s Hor-Denay to you.”

  “I think it’s amusing how much you two despise each other,” Elentinus said.

  We both looked at him.

  “You’re like me and my foster brother fighting over our father’s attention.” He didn’t look at either of us while he spoke, and he didn’t look amused. “If I’m dragged into your quarrels to serve as mediator it will cease to be amusing for me. Is that understood?”

  “Yes, master.” Whore locked eyes with me. “Maritza and I already agreed not to make you pick sides.”

  Elentinus looked at me with his brow raised. “Did you really?”

  “Yes, husband.” I looked at Whore. “We’re both here to make your life easier. It would be petty of us to drag you into our fights.”

  Elentinus looked back at Whore who lowered his head and closed his eyes. (This was what they did instead of nodding). Elentinus reached out to hold both our hands at once. I saw Whore get this adoring look on his face for his master.

  “I’m truly fortunate to have such a devoted wife and servant.”

  We all dove into our food after that touching moment. I felt a little of the tension between Whore and me alleviate, but I wasn’t going to get my hopes up.

  “The council will have an interim session starting tomorrow,” Whore said to me. “Lord Elentinus will be participating remotely. He’ll be occupied for the next two days.”

  “No rest for the wicked.” I smiled at Elentinus.

  “I look forward to a long break after this, my dear.” He returned my smile. “In the meantime it will give you and Hor the opportunity to work on the letter for Pakpo.” He looked at Whore. “I understand she’s already broached the topic with you.”

  “Master, you mustn’t give a spoiled child such power so carelessly. She asks for the world in a day. She understands nothing of the Dak-Hiliah mindset. If she had sent Pakpo what she wrote today it would have had horrifying consequences for the empire.”

  “I didn’t write a letter today.” I tried to keep my cool. “Those were just notes.”

  “What were in your notes, my dear?”

  “Just what we spoke about. How husbands and wives should share with each other. Sleep in the same bed. Dine at the same table.”

  “Master, I’m afraid your wife is a liar.”

  Bastard!

  “She wants Pakpo to allow women to withhold sex from their husbands whenever they desire.”

  Elentinus set down his utensil so he could entwine his fingers together. “Maritza, you mustn’t expect such things to be allowed. Our wives need to breed for us. They have no choice. I explained this to you before.”

  I was seething, but I sucked it all in. Whore was trying to play me. I’d had too much experience battling office politics back in Botswana not to see right through the creep.

  “Husband, I would never, ever, expect for women not to have to breed for you. What Whore’s talking about is actually a very silly idea I had about having an artificial insemination option for women for when they were quarreling with their husbands.” I smiled at the asshole. “Hor-Denay, you already convinced me that was a bad idea.
Why on Earth would you embarrass me by bringing it up in front of my husband?”

  Whore’s eyes gleamed and he made the cruelest smile I’d ever seen on him. For a second there I thought he might have respected me.

  “Your wife is very cunning, master.”

  Elentinus started laughing. “You’ve met your match, Hor.” He looked at me while still smiling. “Hor is extremely territorial, my dear. But he always acts with my best interests at heart. I can hardly resent him for it.”

  “I see.”

  “I would die for my master,” Hor said while finishing his last bite of food. “Can you say the same?”

  “I have sex with him. Does that count for anything?”

  Elentinus smiled.

  “One measly lay, that wasn’t even offered in earnest, doesn’t win you my respect.”

  “Well…” I shoved my dirty plate to the side. “Why don’t you get lost so I can give him another one?”

  “My dear…” Elentinus took my hand. He seemed impressed.

  Whore backed his chair up and rose. “If you’ll excuse me, master.” He eyed me a moment. “I trust you’ll ensure she keeps her word.”

  A blush formed on my face as he strode out. I looked back to make sure he was gone.

  “Whore seems really preoccupied with our sex life,” I said once we were alone. “I understood it back when I was ovulating and there was that need, but he’s still trying to push us into bed together every chance he gets.”

  Elentinus rose. “This troubles you?”

  “Does he have any outlet for…his own, um, sexual energy?”

  “Hor-Denay is a eunuch, my dear.”

  I gasped. He’s a what? He doesn’t have a penis? Seriously? Or wait…do they just cut off the nuts or the whole thing?

  Elentinus continued to lead me to our bed. “He gave up his manhood in order to have the honor of serving me.”

  I put my face in my hand. “Oh my God.”

  “Do you understand him a little better now?”

  I was still stunned. “Yes, I…wow. I had no idea.”

  Elentinus caressed my hair with both hands, ending his stroke behind my nape. I realized he was undoing my dress.

  “You will try to acquiesce more with him, won’t you?” Elentinus’ voice had gone soft. “He’s been with me since I served on Dornovonia. The bond between master and servant is extremely powerful among the Dak-Hiliah.”

  I nodded. “If he loves you that much…to go to such an extreme to serve you…then I have to give him my respect.” I looked up into Elentinus eyes. “We both want you to be happy.”

  As if on cue, my dress dropped off me. I kept my gaze focused on him with my lips parted.

  Elentinus got a wild look in his eyes. He traced his fingers down my throat to the swell of my breasts, and hooked his strong hand into the top of my bra. He tore it open in one swift violent move. The shredded fabric shrank toward my back to reveal both my breasts at once.

  “Eek!”

  I balled my fists below my chin in a paltry attempt to cover myself. He tried to grab my wrists, so I scrambled away from him...onto the bed. Where I would be safe.

  Alas, no. He threw off his tunic and crawled onto the bed to pursue me. I was trapped in a sexy pose against his headboard.

  All joking aside, I truly did feel ready for this. I trusted him, and I reveled in how passionate he could be. That passion had come through the first time despite my being drugged. I wanted to see it now, in full force, without the filter.

  As he crawled nearer he ran a hand up my calf and kissed my ankle. His other hand plucked off my shoes. He opened my legs to trail buttery kisses up my inner thigh. I squeezed my eyes closed. Elentinus knew how to get me tingly all over even without the drug. My flesh quivered under his soft lips.

  He made sure both inner thighs were treated to his butterfly wing kisses, and then focused his mouth on my ticklish stomach while getting his pants off. I was determined to get a good look at his cock, but the angle we were in didn’t allow it. He threw his pants off the bed and grabbed the waistband of my panties. He pulled them off me with his customary skill, lifting my backside off the bed to yank them down my legs with one hand.

  I lay still a few moments so he could get a good look at me. His hand went for my groin, but I clutched it and drew him up to my face. He dove against me to give me the kisses I was after. His hands searched all over my body, my shoulders, my breasts, while his tongue teased my own between our lips. I didn’t want the exquisite make-out session to end. I clung to him and threaded my fingers through his hair. Elentinus pulled me into an even tighter embrace. His mouth felt hot and eager. He was kissing me with what felt like animalistic abandon. This is what I wanted to see, the way his moves would become urgent.

  He finally broke away to focus on my breasts. His fingers squeezed and plucked at one nipple while he sucked and licked the other. Then he switched until both nipples were wet and swollen. I took a deep shuddering breath. Elentinus was already driving me crazy. When he reached down to pry two fingers into my slit I know he felt wetness.

  I bit my bottom lip. Elentinus was continuing his assault on my nipples while his fingers rubbed up and down my labia. He spread his fingers around my clit, encircled it, and pressed inward against the sides. I kicked my heel into the mattress. The stab of pleasure made my hole clench. His thumb came up to rub right against that wet knot of nerve endings. He teased the spot for two arduous seconds and then relented. Any longer and I would have squirmed away. My clitoris felt like it was pulsating now.

  I started gasping. Elentinus was able to take control of my body so easily. I was completely under the power of those skilled fingers. He braced his palm against my pubic area and started digging into me with all four fingers. The outer two dug into the muscular wall surrounding my hole, his index finger and ring finger curled inside me. He seemed to know just where my g-spot was. The hard massage was compressing the roof of my hole and ravishing the tingly area around it with powerful pressure. When his thumb reached down to touch my clit again my whole stomach jolted. He had me throbbing deep inside. His thumb tickled my puckered out clit with fast wriggling. After several minutes of the torture I couldn’t hold back. My shoulders arched up off the bed, making him release my nipple from his mouth, and I orgasmed into his hand.

  Elentinus started jabbing his fingers up into me, amplifying my powerful spasms. His thumb tweaked me with lightning shocks of sensation. I kept coming for him in powerful waves. My stomach muscles clenched and I grimaced with my eyes squeezed closed.

  “Ah! Oh my God!” I didn’t know how much more I could take.

  Elentinus withdrew his hand. I collapsed back and tried to catch my breath. He climbed on top of me to give me gentle kisses as I recovered.

  I felt his cock come up against my hole. My eyes opened. Elentinus hadn’t moved his hips or positioned it there—it just moved on its own.

  “How did you do that?”

  I reached down and grabbed it.

  Elentinus jolted. “Ah! Maritza!”

  I covered my mouth with my free hand. “I’m sorry.”

  “I’m not.”

  He leered at me. His tongue poked out of the corner of his mouth to lick his lips sensually.

  I fluttered my eyelashes. With that permission I used both hands to grope the huge organ. Elentinus stayed still with his lips parted and his eyes rolled back in his head. His cock had bulbous ridges and a big round ball at the head. When I touched the cap I felt something weird.

  “I…I can’t see it.”

  I shoved him off me. Elentinus rolled onto his back and allowed me to straddle him just below his crotch. I was taking control, but Elentinus had this lustful, devious look on his face that told me he liked it.

  There was sufficient light for me to make a thorough examination. His shaft was the length of my forearm and was three times as dark as the rest of his bluish flesh. There were the uniform lumps spanning the length. I poked the swell of one of
the smooth lumps and found it had almost no give. The whole organ was like flexible plastic wrapped in skin. The only squishy part was the vein, which was the diameter of a permanent marker and went all the way down the anterior side of the shaft. I pressed my finger into it where it started below the head, and traced all the way down to the base. Elentinus flinched and made hisses that sounded like he was juggling hot coals.

  At the base of his cock was a smooth mound. I thought he had a single testicle for a moment, but then I realized there were swollen bags of flesh attached to his inner thighs. I touched them with both hands and Elentinus moaned. They felt hotter the rest of his muscular legs.

  “Are these your—?”

  “Yes,” he said while gasping.

  No wonder he could come so long. They were huge compared to a human’s testicles. I fondled them to try to see how deep they went into his legs.

  “Ahhhh!”

  Elentinus squeezed the blankets in his fists. I became mad with power and began a full-on massage. His cock started lurching in the weirdest way. It moved like it was a whip someone was cracking in slow motion. I became mesmerized by the flexible thing. Then I heard Elentinus’ teeth chattering.

  My eyes widened. How cute!

  A tremor would wrack his chest and then seem to possess his jaw. He hissed and chattered his teeth in fast desperate bouts as the waves of ecstasy apparently traversed up through him.

  I continued the steady torment to see how long he could take it. After several minutes I noticed his cock was moving slower, but jerking harder. When he stiffened the shaft in an S position for several seconds I got worried he was about to come and removed my hands. His cock straightened out again. Elentinus’ chest heaved with fast gasps on the bed.

  I grasped his shaft with both my hands. “How do you move it like that?”

  “Like…what?”

  I tried to reposition it back the way it was but it was too stiff to curl. I grunted and strained with all my might.

  “Ngh!”

  He tilted his chin back and grimaced. I slackened my grip fearing I’d hurt him.

  Elentinus looked at me with a lascivious smile. “Like this?”

  His shaft curved back into the S position. I stared in awe. This time I grabbed it in two different places to try and straighten it out again. The damn thing wouldn’t budge—but Elentinus grunted in approval at my effort.