by Sadie Marks
"Relax, Kenzi, relax, or you'll make it hurt," he said, soothing her. He paused to give her a second to soften her muscles, and when she didn't, he growled low in his throat, saying, "Obey me, girl, unless you want the pain." The words were accompanied by a hard slap to the outside of her thigh to remind her that he was always happy to deliver pain. She hissed in a breath, clenching tighter for a second before she forced herself to let go of the tense posture.
"Better," he said, approvingly. "I told you it won't hurt if you behave," he said firmly.
She gritted her teeth waiting for the pain anyway…but it never happened. The pointed tip of the breeding phallus slid into her with ease, but the other erection took some time. Tal went slowly, fighting for every inch until she felt full and tight. The shaft that he'd filled her ass with made the walls press, tightening her channels until she felt like she couldn't take anymore.
"It's too much," she protested. "I can't!"
"Oh no, sweet slave-mate, you're going to take every inch in your tight little ass before I'm through with you," he assured her, pressing to claim a little more ground in the battle.
She groaned and tried to stay still. It didn't hurt, but she felt so full, impossibly full, like she couldn't handle anymore, and then suddenly he shoved home—settling all the way in as if he belonged there, and her body began to adjust to the sensation. She realized that she'd never felt so entirely claimed. It hit every submissive button she had, knowing that he'd impaled her with both erections, and she tentatively rocked forward and back in a small motion, exploring the sensations.
It was amazing, and her pleasure was already threatening to overwhelm her. Tal was clearly feeling it, too, since her tiny movement had him moaning and grabbing her hips in a bruising grip to hold her still. He kept her there, his body pressed to her ass for several long, frustrating moments, while she ached for more.
And then he began to move in controlled thrusts. His hard shafts pulled partially free but never entirely left the warmth of her body, before plunging back into her depths. Her body responded with an intensity she'd never have expected. Something about the feeling of being stuffed full to bursting pushed her close to orgasm with only a few thrusts and she clutched at the bed furs, burying her face in them to muffle the loud cries of pleasure every time his hips slapped against her ass.
"Don't come, girl. Not yet," he ordered, teeth gritted with the strain of holding off his own climax to make it last. He kept the rocking of his hips slow and steady for as long as he could while she cursed and whined that she couldn't hold out much longer.
Every time she begged, he said no, and the threats of what would happen if she disobeyed him were too unbearable to contemplate so she did her best, but each plea sounded more panicked than the one before it, and just when she thought she wouldn't be able to last another second, he finally granted his permission.
"Now! Come for me now, Kenzi!" It was a clear demand, and her clit spasmed hard in response. The orgasm rolled over and through her so hard that her ears popped, leaving her unable to hear anything but her own harsh, ragged breathing and the keening sounds she was making. Her whole body seemed to tighten and clench, and her inner walls rippled around both phalluses, stroking and pulling him over into his own orgasm as his hot seed spilled into her in a torrent, adding to the mess of fluids that soaked her inner thighs and the furs beneath her.
She collapsed, boneless. Her hands and knees could no longer hold up a body that was completely sapped from pleasure overload. If it wasn't the best orgasm she'd ever had, then it had to be right up there, and she was left unable to even speak for long minutes.
Eventually, her heart slowed, her hearing came back, and she realized he was lying beside her, on his back, looking just as wrecked as she felt. "C-can we do that again?" she asked, drawing up her last resources so she could scoot closer and rest her head on his damp chest.
"What, now?" he demanded, sounding incredulous.
"Oh no! No, please I wouldn't survive a second like that tonight," she blurted and then laughed as she got comfortable. "But I've never felt anything so…so…I don't even have words," she whispered.
He shifted his arm, draping it across her back to pull her closer, and his claws came out to lightly scratch against her skin. "It's meant to be that way with your own mate," he explained. "Others may feel good, but only your life partner can give you that."
It made sense and explained a lot about how they were able to share without jealousy and possessiveness. With that to look forward to at home, no one would ever stray for long. It was something to think about for the future. As a Pain Receiver, she knew she'd still be expected to take others, but she thought she could probably handle that now—now that she was his mate and he belonged to her the way she'd already belonged to him. It wasn't a matter of dominance or slavery, but one of love. He loved her.
"I think I'm going to like being your mate, Tal," she said softly.
"I hope so, because I have no intention of letting you go back to Earth in five years," he said pointedly. "You'll stay by my side, and someday we'll rise to power and you'll help me lead my people into a new era." He didn't have much energy left in his body after the hard fucking he'd just given her, but there was power in his words—power, determination and complete assurance.
"Our people," she corrected gently.
He frowned, looking at her questioningly, and she explained, "I'm your mate now—so they're my people, too," she explained.
His expression cleared, and a pleased smile crossed his face, wide enough to show the sharper teeth of his race. "I suppose they are, at that. All right then, we will lead our people into a new era," he said firmly.
She liked that. She liked being part of something. The idea that she would be his partner, along with all the other roles she had to play, filled her with a sense of contentment. She'd never thought she could have everything she wanted. Her whole life, it had been giving up one thing to have another, but for the first time, she was realizing that she could and would get everything she wanted—and more.
All she'd had to do to sate every desire was to relinquish control to her Sadec Master, and surrender had never tasted so sweet.
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The End
Sadie Marks
Sadie Marks has been in love with science fiction and horror since she was a little girl, and when given the opportunity to mix power-exchange romance with sadistic aliens there was no way she was going to turn it down. She is currently working on the sequel to her first novel: Surrendering to Her General, and there’s a good chance she’ll be getting into some darker territory as she goes.
Her wide and varied experiences lend a note of realism to the D/s relationships she portrays in her books.
(Sadie Marks is the darker half of Author Kessily Lewel)
Sadie doesn’t have her own website, but she does share one with Kessily Lewel, which covers a mixture of topics like writing, safely exploring BDSM relationships, and the occasional kinky short story. You can find it at: KessilyLewel.com
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Don’t miss these exciting titles by Sadie Marks and Eclipse Press!
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Rise of the Sadecs
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