I knew instinctively that Sabrina would never agree to be my mistress, and besides, she deserved better than that. She deserved a mate who could give her children and spend the rest of his life worshiping her.
You would not be happy with her as your mistress, anyway, my inner voice whispered. You want her and only her. You love her.
I jerked all over, my tail squeezing Sabrina so hard that she squeaked in pain before pulling at it.
“Quill, ouch!”
“Sorry, sweet sadora.” I loosened my grip on her.
“That’s okay,” she said. “Tell me what’s wrong?”
I almost laughed. What was wrong? Only everything. I was in love with a woman I could never have. I owed it to my people to give them an heir and Sabrina would never carry my child in her belly.
My hand dipped down and cupped the curve of her belly. I rubbed it as she gave me an anxious look. “Tell me what’s wrong, Quill.”
“Nothing,” I said hoarsely. “Nothing is wrong.”
“You’re lying. Please don’t lie to me.”
I picked her up and carried her toward my bedroom. I set her on her feet next to the bed and pulled her shirt over her head as she squeezed my arms.
“Quill, talk to me.”
“Please, sadora,” I rasped. “Please, I need you.”
She hesitated, and I kissed her hard on the mouth, desperate to show her just how much I needed her. She didn’t respond, and my stomach churned. She was with both Galan and me last night, and it was more than obvious that she enjoyed it. Did she expect Galan to always be with us now? I had shared many women with Galan in the past and I had enjoyed sharing Sabrina with him last night but for the first time, I had no wish for it to be a common occurrence. I only had a limited time with my sadora and I wanted her to myself, but if she wished for Galan to join us, I would not deny her what she wanted.
“Do you need Galan to join us?” I tried not to sound bitter.
She blinked at me and took a step back. I curled my tail around her hips and immediately pulled her back against me before cupping her face. “I know you enjoyed having Galan join us. Do you want him again?”
She stared silently at me and I squeezed her waist. “Tell me the truth.”
“I – I did enjoy last night,” she said slowly. “I liked it very much and I’m grateful you gave me that, um, experience because it was something I wanted. I know the Draax like to share women but I…”
I stroked my thumb over her cheekbone. “But what?”
“I would prefer just to be with you,” she whispered. “We do not have much time together and I would rather spend it with only you in my bed.”
Relief flooded through me as she gave me an anxious look. “But I know you, uh, like threesomes, so if you want Galan to join us -”
“I do not.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes,” I replied. “I am. I want you all to myself, my sadora.”
She stood on her tiptoes and pressed her mouth against mine. “Then take me, my King.”
* * *
Sabrina
I stretched lazily and threw back the covers on Quill’s bed. I was alone in the bedroom, but I knew Quill would be sitting at the desk tucked in the corner of his living room. I had no idea what time it was as I yawned and slid out of bed. I padded naked to the bathroom that was attached to Quill’s bedroom.
I’d spent the day in Quill’s private quarters alternating between napping and fucking Quill. We would have sex, Quill would leave me completely sated and as relaxed as a kitten in his bed while he worked, and I fell asleep. He’d wake me a few hours later and fuck me again. We had repeated the cycle all damn day with a couple breaks for food. I rubbed my sore thighs before flushing the toilet and washing my hands.
I yawned again. I was weirdly tired despite how much I had slept today, but I chalked it up to all the exercise I was getting. I returned to the bedroom and caught sight of myself in the mirror on the wall. I frowned and stepped closer to the mirror before turning sideways. My breasts looked fuller somehow and even my nipples seemed larger. Probably just swollen, I decided. They were very sensitive, and Quill delighted in spending a lot of time sucking and licking on them until I was begging for him to fuck me.
My pussy throbbed, and I rolled my eyes. God, Quill was turning me into a nympho. I was already thinking about fucking him again and –
I cocked my head and stared at my belly before running my hand over it. Jesus, was I getting fatter? How was that possible? I knew I was eating more than I normally did, but the food here was delicious. Still, I was also doing way more physical exercise than normal. Shouldn’t that have evened it out?
Maybe the gallberry juice had a lot of calories, I mused. I grabbed one of Quill’s shirts and pulled it over my head, hiding my suddenly curvier body. Quill was constantly plying me with it. My mouth watered and I had an urge for the juice that was so strong, my belly cramped. My craving for it had returned with a vengeance and I wondered if my sore thighs and – admittedly, slightly sore pussy – had something to do with that. Quill had said that when you were injured, your body craved it more. I decided I didn’t care why I was craving it, only that I really needed some.
I walked out of Quill’s bedroom. “Hey, Quill? I’m going to steal some of your gallberry juice, then you’re gonna take a break from work and I’m going to ride you like a pony.”
I giggled and grabbed some juice from the fridge before taking a big swig of it. It tasted sinful and I moaned with happiness before wiping my mouth. “What do you think of that, big guy? Think you can handle round – hell, what round are we on anyway, seven? I know I can, but you might have to take it a little easier on my poor pussy. She’s a teeny bit sore from your giant dick and I’m not sure that even gallberry juice is going to heal her fast enough.”
There was no reply and I glanced at his desk. “Quill? Are you tapping out on me already – oh shit.”
“Hello, human.” Teo was standing beside Quill’s desk and he gave me a polite smile as my face turned a scorching shade of red.
“Uh, hi, Teo. Where um, where is Quill?”
“Our meeting was interrupted. Bitta asked to speak to him in private. He is meeting with him on the other side of the palace but will return soon.”
“Oh.”
There was a moment of awkward silence that Teo broke. “I am surprised to see you in the king’s private quarters.”
“He brought me here.”
Teo smiled. “Yes, I assumed that.”
“Is it a problem?” I asked defensively.
“Yes,” Teo replied.
“Why?”
“The king grows too fond of you. Never before has he brought a female to his private space.”
I didn’t reply and Teo sighed. “You are not his mate, human.”
“I know.”
“Do you?” He asked.
“Yes.”
“You cannot bear his children, and it is imperative that Quill produces an heir.”
“I know,” I repeated. “I’m not stupid.”
“No, you are not,” Teo said, “but you are in love with our king.”
“I – I’m…”
I wanted desperately to say I wasn’t, but I couldn’t get the words out. I gave Teo a miserable look as he sighed again.
“You should start to distance yourself from Quill,” he said not unkindly. “The storm will end within the week and you will leave the palace, and the king’s true mate will take your place.”
I winced like he had physically hit me and Teo gave me a sympathetic look. “I am sorry, human. Truly I am. I know you care for him and Quill cares for you. I have not seen him so happy since his brother died. But you cannot be together.”
“Yeah, I know.”
“You should return to your own quarters before Quill comes back. Staying with him in his private quarters is not a wise idea. When he returns, I will speak with him about leaving you alone.”
“Right,
” I said. “I’ll just, uh, get dressed and go.”
“I will call Faro and ask him to return you to your quarters,” Teo said. “You will get lost.”
I laughed a little bitterly. “Yeah, probably.”
“I am sorry, human,” Teo repeated.
“Me too.”
* * *
I barely had time to finish my bath and put my nightdress on before Quill was storming into my apartment. He slammed my door so hard it shuddered in the frame, and I stared in surprise at him from the small kitchen.
“Quill, what -”
His tail flicking rapidly, he stalked over and glared at me. His nostrils flared and he yanked me into his embrace, winding his hand through my hair and pulling my head back until I was staring up at him.
“I did not give you permission to leave my quarters, little human.”
I blinked at him. “I wasn’t aware that I needed permission to – son of a bitch!”
Quill had scooped me up and heaved me over his shoulder like I was a side of beef. He started toward the door and I whacked him on the back as his tail flicked past me, barely avoiding smacking me in the face.
“Put me down, you – you, big green caveman!” I wiggled violently and grabbed his madly-waving tail before pulling hard on it.
“Hush, sadora.” He spanked me on my upturned ass and I yelped in surprise and from the stinging pain.
“That hurt!”
“It was meant to.” He strode out into the hallway. “Perhaps next time you will not disobey me.”
He spanked my other cheek and I yelped again before biting him hard on the back. He grunted with pain and I received a third spanking for my impudence.
“You are in so much trouble when you put me down!” I threatened.
He laughed, and this time rubbed my ass in a gentle caress as he walked through the maze of hallways. “You are too tiny to do me any harm, but you are welcome to try, sweet sadora.”
He slipped his hand under my nightgown and stroked my naked, burning ass. “Your ass is nice and warm from my hand. Perhaps when we return to my quarters, I will put you over my knee and spank you until it is covered in my handprints.”
“You wouldn’t dare!”
He laughed and squeezed my ass cheek. “Keep provoking me, little sadora, and I will.”
“I am not a child!” I seethed. “You can’t…oh God!”
His hand had slipped between my thighs and he rubbed my pussy before withdrawing his hand from under my nightdress. “You are very wet, little human. I think you like the idea of being spanked by me.”
“Like hell, I do!” I protested vehemently. Christ, I would never admit that he was right. The minute he had started spanking me, my pussy had responded with a goddamn flood. I was a damn pervert.
“Perhaps we will find out,” he said. “Good evening, Henden.”
I squeaked in humiliation as a Draax passed by us and gave me a curious look before bowing slightly. “Good evening, my King.”
“Put me down!” I said in a fierce whisper.
“So you can run back to your own quarters?” Quill said. “I think not, little human.”
“Quill!”
“Quiet, sadora, or I will put you over my knee right here and let every Draax who walks by watch me turn your delightfully pale ass a bright red.”
God help me, the mental image from Quill’s words sent a lightning bolt of need from my pussy all the way down to my toes. I squeezed my thighs together and tried not to whimper with need when Quill rubbed my ass through my nightdress again. Fuck, forget pervert – I was a sexual deviant.
It didn’t take long for us to reach Quill’s private quarters. He carried me into the bedroom and set me down next to the bed. He turned me until I was facing the bed and pulled my nightdress over my head before cupping my naked breasts and kneading them roughly. He used one thick thigh to push mine apart before placing his big hand in the middle of my back and forcing me down until I was bent over the bed. My heated cheek rested against the bedcovers and my ass was raised high in the air. It was the perfect position for spanking and I squirmed with both need and a little bit of embarrassment as evidence of my arousal dripped down my inner thighs.
“Do not move, sadora.” Quill stepped back.
I should have moved, I should have stood up and turned around and punched him right in the face for being such a Neanderthal, but I remained where I was. Bent over his bed, legs spread wide and my quivering pussy on full view for him.
“So pretty,” he murmured.
I heard the rustle of his clothing as he removed it and I twitched wildly when his big hand smoothed over my ass. I waited with breathless anticipation for his spank and when it didn’t happen said, “A-are you going to spank me?”
Fuck, did I have to sound so needy? So eager?
His low chuckle made me blush and I buried my face in the bed. It muffled my squeal of surprise when I felt Quill’s warm breath on my pussy and then his wet, hot tongue slicking across my slit.
“Oh my God!” I raised my head and clutched at the bedcovers. Quill held my thighs as he leaned in and licked me again. “Oh fuck!”
“I’ve decided on a different punishment for your disobedience, sadora,” Quill said.
“Ooh!” I squealed with pleasure when he tongued my clit. “Oh, I like pussy eating as a punishment.”
He laughed again, and I pushed back eagerly against his mouth when he parted my swollen wet pussy lips with his thumbs and sucked on my hard clit. My legs began to shake, and I was on the verge of my orgasm when Quill pulled back.
“No! No!” I stared desperately at him over my shoulder. “Don’t stop!”
He just grinned at me and my eyes widened in sudden understanding. “Make me come, Quill.”
He massaged my inner thighs, holding me firmly when I tried to wiggle away. “Quill, goddammit, make me come!”
“Yes, sadora.”
My moan of relief soon turned to desperate need as repeatedly he brought me to the brink of climax and then denied me. After nearly half an hour, I was a moaning, shivering, begging mess.
Quill stood and grabbed my hips, pulling them up until his cock lined up neatly at my pussy entrance. I clutched at the bedcovers and stared at him.
“Please,” I moaned.
“Will you leave my quarters again without my permission, my mate?” His voice was stern.
“Teo told me to leave,” I whimpered.
He pressed the head of his cock against my entrance but held me still when I tried to push my body back to take more. “Is Teo your king?”
“No,” I moaned.
“Who is your king?”
“You!” I cried. “You’re my king.”
“And will you do what your king tells you to from now on?” He pressed forward until the head of his dick was snug in my pussy.
“Oh fuck, oh God, yes! Yes!” I panted as my fingers pulled at the bedcovers. “I’ll do what you say. Just fuck me.”
I was nearly delirious with need and barely heard Quill’s smug little whisper. “That’s my good mate.”
He pushed his dick deep into my pussy and I screamed my pleasure as he took my arms and lifted my upper body off the bed. He held them tightly and my back arched. He fucked me hard and deep as I screamed again.
“Good, sweet sadora. Let everyone hear how your mate pleases you.”
He pumped in and out, each slide of his thick cock brushing against my inner walls. I squeezed compulsively around him as his long, slow strokes turned short and furious. I had never come without touching my clit before so when my orgasm hit me, hard and intense and completely unexpected, I screamed so loudly my voice cracked.
The pleasure soared through me and I bucked wildly against Quill’s grip. He thrust hard and climaxed deep inside of me. Warmth flooded through me and set off another equally intense orgasm. I screamed again as my pussy spasmed wildly around his cock. He groaned and continued to fuck me with slow strokes until he had softened complet
ely.
He pulled out and released my arms. I fell to the mattress like a boneless kitten. I turned my head and gasped in breaths of air as Quill rubbed my pussy before climbing into the bed. He pulled me close and turned me on my side with my spine against his chest before hooking my top leg over his hip. He pushed his hand between my legs and rubbed my clit.
“No!” I cried. “No, I can’t have another one.”
“Yes, you can. Be my good mate and come for me right now.”
“I can’t.” I tried to wiggle away but his other hand cupped my throat and held me still as his fingers rubbed my clit. “Oh, oh my God!”
My voice was hoarse, and I cried out when he pinched my clit. His other hand drifted from my throat to my breast and when he pinched one swollen, hard nipple and my clit again at the same time, it sent a third orgasm roaring through me. I screamed for a record fourth time and I was pretty sure I came close to blacking out as Quill rubbed my clit and whispered in my ear.
I could barely hear him over the blood roaring in my ears. I drew in breath after breath of desperately needed oxygen as Quill petted my thighs and belly and breasts.
“That’s my good mate,” he crooned into my ear. “I’m so happy with my pretty, clever little mate. What a good girl you are to come for me so many times. Good mate, sadora.”
Suddenly, desperately tired, I fell asleep with his warm hand rubbing my belly and his low voice telling me repeatedly that I was his good mate.
Chapter Twelve
Sabrina
“Sit up and drink, my mate.”
I sat up and drank the gallberry juice obediently before lying back on the bed. I watched as Quill walked out of the bedroom with the empty glass before staring up at the ceiling. It had been nearly a week since Quill carried me from my quarters to his. He’d had my things brought here and I’d spent every night in his bed. Hell, most of the days too.
For the last six days, I had done nothing but swim, walk in the garden, eat, drink gallberry juice, and fuck Quill. I stretched lazily and yawned before burrowing deeper under the covers. I was like a contented little house cat, I thought with a small giggle. Never in my life had I been so spoiled, and I could easily get used to being Quill’s mate.
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