by Lucy Kelly
From the stories he had heard, he knew there would be another piercing lower down. The chain would pass through it and then come up behind to join with the other two at the small of her back. Because of that lower band, he couldn’t tell if she was also pierced and wearing the entire apparatus and he grew even harder thinking that she might be. Bringing his gaze back to her eyes, he conveyed his question through his eyes and nearly groaned at the slight nod of her head. Both of them had a heavier breath when the noise in the room penetrated their cocoon of intimacy.
Taking her hand, he turned them to face the assembly before stepping off the dais and leading her up the central aisle to the exit. He couldn’t get her to his chamber fast enough. As they reached the door, he couldn’t wait; he swung her up in his arms and laughed as he carried her off. The movement had caused the chains to pull and Malpha let out a low moan.
Ben was highly motivated as he walked fast to his rooms. The guards, seeing him approach with his queen in his arms, hurried to open the doors, closing them again behind them.
He put her down and stepped back. He’d heard her words; he was the first to touch her. He couldn’t take her directly to the bedroom and ravish her. They needed to speak.
“I can’t believe you wore it. No one has in generations. I thought it was lost. Do you know the meaning?” he asked.
“Yes. I’m saying that within this chamber, you are my complete master. You hold the key, you make the decisions. Whatever you want, I will give you. Well, I will try to give you. When we kissed on your shuttle, I was surprised by my arousal. I had never felt those sensations before. I even thought I might be unwell. Grace explained to me what was happening in my body. Then she provided me with reading materials that explained how men and women make love. I found those scenes where the woman gave over all control to her man caused me to be aroused again. The pain of the piercings hurt and I didn’t gain any pleasure from the act. But the idea of being at your mercy appeals to me,” she explained in a surprised voice.
“There is nothing more beautiful than a strong woman giving over all control. It proves her strength and her trust. I won’t betray your trust, ever,” he said solemnly. He knelt at her feet, took her hands into his own, and looked deeply into her eyes.
“Thank you for this gift. I know ours is a true union of matched souls. My own body has begun what we call ‘the frenzy’. It’s the reason I pulled the wedding together in such haste. Each minute I go without being inside you, my agony increases. I will be driven to make love to you over and over again until you are with child. Please tell me if it becomes too much for you.”
Malpha could feel her breasts swelling, her nipples tightening even further and the dampness between her legs increasing at his words. After over a thousand years of waiting, she was finally going to join with the one, the only one who would be hers for her lifetime. She leaned forward and pressed her mouth to his.
Ben quickly took over control of the kiss, pushing his tongue deep into her mouth, wanting to taste every part of her. As he kissed her, he pulled her up into his arms and began moving them into the bedroom. Each time he delved into the depths of her mouth, he used his fingers at the small of her back to give a slight tug to one or the other of the chains with his right hand. With his left hand, he held her head to his. When he felt the tremors begin in her, he stepped back and gathered the material of her dress in his hands. He drew it up and over her head.
He fingered the middle chain as he latched onto one nipple, flicking the tight bud with the tip of his tongue. Malpha’s legs grew weak and she might have fallen if he hadn’t clasped her to him. Underneath that dress, she wore only the gift. She was his treasure and he placed her carefully down on the bed. He watched her as he removed his clothing. Each movement she made on the bedding pulled on the chains wrapped around and underneath her. Each small tug stimulated her a little more. He could see her inner thighs glistening in readiness for him.
Naked, he knelt between her legs, his cock jutting out in front of him. He ran his hands up her legs, amazed at the soft smoothness of her skin. It was like silk. His hands met at the juncture of her legs and he parted her to find the pierced bud. She had pulled the chain tight with her movements and he could see the swollen nub needed some relief. Pulling the chain up decreased the stress on her clit but caused the beads of gems to rub between the cheeks of her ass against the soft tissues there.
He bent over and began to suckle and lave her soft nubbin with his tongue. Slowly, he inserted a finger into her tight channel. Just that small intrusion sent her over the edge into her first orgasm, drenching his hand. He pushed a second finger inside, stretching her as much as he could…she was so tight. He kept up his ministrations, bringing her to another peak.
Pulling out his fingers, he lifted her legs up, bending her knees. Fitting his cock at her entrance, he slowly entered her in increments, pulling back, only to push forward to gain more ground. Each entry of his cock tugged at the chain and kept up the stimulation on her clit.
With the pressure building, Malpha began to moan, her head moving side to side as she felt herself building again. She didn’t know if she could take another orgasm.
“It’s too much,” she gasped out.
“It’s just beginning,” he said, pulling back and with one last thrust he buried himself to the hilt, breaking through her maidenhead at the same time. She screamed as another even stronger orgasm pulsed through her.
Holding still, fully seated, he bent her knees up toward her shoulders as he leaned over to take her mouth. Panting, she lifted her arms and grabbed onto his head, holding him to her as they dueled with their tongues. Moving her arms, she tried to pull him closer, their chests touching sent another series of quakes through her body.
Feeling her relax, he began to move, first with small movements, a simple rocking motion. Finally lifting away from her mouth, he increased his speed and depth of his thrusts.
Malpha thought she was losing her mind. She didn’t know how much more pleasure she could take. It was right on the edge of pain without passing that line.
“Oh, Goddess,” she cried.
He began moving faster, the tightness in his groin growing, until with a grunt, his features grew taught and he emptied his seed into her womb. The final thrust sent her over the edge and she screamed as her entire body went into a spasm in the strongest orgasm yet.
Wasting no time he pulled free of her body, and turned her over gently, then lifting her up onto her knees, her face and shoulders still resting on the bed. He put one hand between her shoulder blades to let her know to stay as she was as he entered her again, thrusting so hard her hips lifted from the bed.
His recovery almost immediately as the frenzy was upon him. The new position allowing him more depth, making each thrust harder and harder, each forward movement bringing on more pleasure than he had ever encountered.
Malpha was beyond knowing what was happening, only left with the ability to feel as the orgasms rolled through her over and over in an endless wave of pleasure.
Ben saw the fluids leaking from between her cheeks and remembered the Nephilim women had more than one internal pleasure point. Taking a finger, he circle her maiden hole, finding her completely relaxed and with the next outward movement of his hips, he pushed the finger past the ring of muscle. He felt her clench around his cock and tighten around his single finger. Once she relaxed, he pushed in a second finger and began moving his fingers opposite to the movement of his hips.
Malpha tried to arch her back and rise but the hand between her shoulder blades prevented it. Her breasts rubbed against the sheet with each thrust. She flailed to the sides and over her head to find something to hang onto. Her hands grasped something over her head unable to see what it was, but using the leverage to push back against Ben, practically bucking. She’d gone into a completely separate level of consciousness, each sensation only bringing on the need for more. She was losing all control and loving every second of it.
> Ben pushed home one final time, his seed releasing as his gave the chain the smallest tug, sending Malpha over the edge as he hit the pleasure point in her womb and ass at the same time. Screaming again, Malpha’s spasming walls pulled him deeper, her tremors milking his cock of every drop of seed. When it was over, he saw she’d lost consciousness. Pulling his semi-hard member out, he picked up the small gold key, unlocking the chains where they came together at the small of her back. Dropping the chains, he went to her neck and unlocked the second lock at her nape.
She’d worn her hair in a long braid starting high at the back of her head except for two long braids that hung in front of her. He hadn’t gotten to play with her hair yet, though he was looking forward to that. Stepping through to the cleansing room, he brought back a towel and some damp cloths. He carefully wiped the sweat from her body, cleaning between her legs and then drying her off.
Rolling her onto her back, he removed the chains from the piercings. Then he removed the chains, arm band, bracelet, and ring jewelry, leaving her with gold hoops and red gems at each nipple, her navel, and her clit. Removing the choker from around her neck, he placed the gift on the bedside table.
He moved her onto her side. Spooning up behind her, he lifted her upper leg and thrust home again. Remaining inside her body was the only thing alleviating his own symptoms. Pulling up the covers, he had one arm under her head and the other wrapped around her torso. Holding onto one breast, he tried to follow her into sleep. He’d emptied his seed inside her twice but his cock still leaked. Now that he was once again inside her, he would experience small ejaculations over the course of the next few hours. When she had rested a bit, he planned to wake her and start all over again.
Chapter Four
Malpha lay on a reclined lounger in the Queen’s Chambers. She still had trouble walking and sitting. Ben had kept her in bed for nearly two months. The only times he wasn’t inside her were when they were eating or using the cleansing chamber. When she had trouble getting wet, Ben used various oils that were made to enhance arousal. One of them was so strong, only a few drops kept her aroused and wet for hours.
Both of them had lost weight. Now that she was pregnant, the frenzy had eased off. Ben had immediately left her. She understood, he had left all his duties hanging and there was a lot for him to catch up on.
For herself, she spent all her energies trying to build back her strength. She needed her body healthy to carry the child. She sent a long communication to Glynnis and told her to share it with her granddaughters. She told her about the hasty wedding and that she had begun looking for women to send to HeVan. She also gave her a longer description of each of the council members, directing her to specific diaries and memory savers.
Even though she was pregnant, Ben still made love to her often. He said the frenzy was over but it didn’t explain his need. She didn’t think he could have fallen in love with her so quickly. The frenzy was the only reason which made sense as to his behavior, and that is what she believed.
She was lazily watching more history of the KowLer as she ate pieces of fruit and a native dish called dimplos. They were small round balls of bread stuffed with meats and spices and then fried. They were delicious and had quickly become a favorite. She used a short two-pronged utensil to pick up each dimplos or chunk of fruit. She was nodding off for a nap when there was a knock at the door.
“Enter,” she called out.
BianCa, King Ben’s sister, peeked around the door and then entered. She was wearing a cloak that covered her from head to toe. Malpha gave a fleeting thought to the weather before BianCa asked if her attendant or others were around. When Malpha told her they were alone, BianCa let out a breath and took off the cloak. Underneath she was wearing blue jeans and a silk blouse with embroidery around the shoulders.
“Where did you get those pants?” asked Malpha.
“Grace gave them to me. We’re about the same size and she can’t wear them now since her pregnancy is so far advanced. I can just barely get them buttoned myself so I’m wearing them as much as I can while I have the chance. I understand congratulations are in order for you as well?” she added with a giggle.
“I’m so happy to be pregnant. I didn’t think I could take much more pleasure. My body would give up and pass out after about four hours of lovemaking, but when I awoke, he’d still be inside me and we’d just keep on going. How is that normal? I don’t think he could have stopped if the palace caught fire,” she said in an amazed voice.
“Stop bragging. Wedded couples rarely experience the frenzy. There were only one or two hundred cases in the last five years. Since the water was poisoned and no one could get pregnant, those couples gave up and had to be put in stasis until the problem was solved. Otherwise, they would have been in bed for years. Two months is nothing. The longest recorded frenzy was eight and a half months.”
“Oh, Goddess! I would die,” said Malpha, falling back on the cushions.
“They nearly did. It was our great-great grandparents,” BianCa explained. “Of course, their child was a boy so they didn’t have to go through that again.”
Malpha was falling asleep again but BianCa’s words woke her up like a bucketful of cold water.
“What do you mean, they didn’t have to go through that again?” she asked, giving her sister-in-law a questioning look.
“No one knows why, but if the babe is a girl, soon after she’s weaned from the breast, the frenzy starts again until the mother is once again pregnant. It’s only after a boy child is born, the frenzy stops and doesn’t return,” BianCa took a small plate and piled it up with some fruit and dimplos, then resumed her seat.
Malpha said nothing; she was in shock. She kept remembering the words of the Seer, Cassandra.
“What’s wrong? Are you ill? Do you want me to call the healer?” BianCa asked.
“Did you happen to meet Cassandra?” Malpha asked in a soft voice.
She pushed herself into a seated position and only winced slightly at the movement. She had to take a deep breath as her chains changed position on her body. After bathing in the morning, Ben had put her choker and chains back on. It was her reminder of who she belonged to. He wanted her to always wear them except when sleeping. Her pregnancy had made her skin highly sensitive. The slightest brush against her nipples caused a rush of heat throughout her body.
BianCa gave her a strange look and then answered, “Yes, she’s a sweet girl.”
“She’s a Seer. It’s not well known because they want to protect her. She had a vision about me soon after we met.”
“Really. What did she see? It was something good, right? She didn’t see a problem?” BianCa asked, getting worried again.
In a perfectly calm and quiet voice, Malpha said, “She told me I would have twelve daughters before I gave Ben a son.”
BianCa opened her mouth to say something but no words came out. She worked her jaw up and down a few times and then burst into laughter. She laughed so hard, she nearly fell out of her chair. When she finally subsided, she had to wipe tears from her eyes.
“Twelve! That means you’ll have the frenzy at least thirteen times!”
“I realize that. I’m considering breast feeding my daughters for longer than normal,” she said, causing BianCa to go off in another peal of laughter.
She was still laughing when Ben and BianCa’s husband, Thors, entered the room. They both smiled to see BianCa so happy. It had been a long time since she had any happiness in her life and she deserved it.
Malpha had risen at their entry. Thors gave her a bow and walked over to his wife. Ben pulled Malpha close and gave her a quick but thorough kiss. He ran his finger down her face, and her throat to the middle chain, slipping his finger underneath, ran it along the gems, pulling it slightly. Malpha gave a small shudder, which Ben noticed and smiled. It was as if he had just stroked her clit. Giving her another kiss, he turned and guided her back to the couch and helped her to settle on the soft cushions.
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bsp; “Would you like to share your happiness, BianCa? What made you laugh so?” Ben asked, taking a seat by his wife.
He immediately offered her a choice piece of fruit. He liked the way the juices stained her lips red. Giving her a kiss on the cheek, he put one arm around her and used his hand to touch her face. He couldn’t stop himself from touching and stroking her whenever she was near.
“Oh, Malpha was just giving me some news,” BianCa said with a blush.
She was still a little reticent around her brother. He had loosened up in the past four months, since the Nephilim had visited, but he could still be pompous at the oddest times.
“Malpha?” he asked, turning to her and lifting an eyebrow.
“BianCa explained how the frenzy works and I told her the Nephilim Seer foresaw that I would give you multiple female children before giving you a son,” she said, giving him a look.
He reached up with his hand and toyed with the chain nearest him.
“Multiple female children?” he asked, his eyes growing heated.
“Twelve!” blurted BianCa. “She said you’d have twelve daughters before a son was born.” Then she started giggling all over again.
Malpha gave him a speaking look before reaching over for another piece of fruit. Thors, who had trouble following the exchange, asked his wife in a low voice for an explanation. She promised to tell him later.
“Thors and I came to see if you wanted to go for a walk in the gardens but I see that BianCa is not dressed for it. So we’ll leave you to chat and the two of us will go over the design on a new interplanetary ship we’re building,” Ben said, getting to his feet.
BianCa made a face at his back before kissing her husband and sending him on his way.