by Sue Lyndon
“No, but you are mated to one, and you will abide by the rules of my people, little human.”
On that note, he departed the bedroom and went to the kitchen in search of food, his instincts warning him that Nova might not easily let this issue go. He admired that she had a kind heart and harbored a concern for one of her own people, but he would have to make sure she didn’t stick her nose where it didn’t belong—an apt human expression under the circumstances, he thought with a shake of his head.
When he returned to the bedroom, he found Nova staring out the window that faced the forest and a distant mountain range, the snowcaps illuminated by the moon and stars. He set the tray of food down on a table and approached her from behind, then wrapped his arms around her and leaned down to place his lips at her ear.
“What are you thinking about, little human?”
She sighed. “I’m hoping the human woman we heard scream is all right. And I’m also wondering what your world will look like during the light of day.”
“I assure you, she will be fine. Tarkkuan males treasure their mates, even when they are naughty,” he said, squeezing her bottom through the bedsheet she had wrapped around her. “As for what my world looks like during the daytime, did the Tarkkuan instructor who taught you about our language and about our customs never once show you an image of our planet?”
“Only a few, but they were mostly of towns and cities.”
“Sunrise is in a few hours. Eat something, then get some sleep, Nova. And if you’d like, I can wake you up just before dawn breaks over the mountains.”
She turned in his arms and stared up at him, an excited gleam in her eyes.
“I would like that very much. Thank you, Master.”
Chapter 9
The next morning, Nova awoke to the most delicious sensation in her pussy. She peered down and noticed the bedsheets were pushed to the side and Zylonn had his head buried between her thighs.
What was he doing? Her heart pounded faster and faster.
She froze and watched and felt as he licked her intimate folds and trailed his tongue over her pulsing clit. Oh, sweet mercy. She was going to shatter into a million pieces if he continued his ministrations.
“Master,” she said in an urgent whisper.
He withdrew from her center only long enough to say, “Good morning,” before he delved his head back down between her thighs and resumed pleasuring her. Judging by the faint light spilling in the windows, it was early morning. Probably just before sunrise. Well, he had awoken her before the sun came up, just as he’d promised. Though she was surprised by what he was doing, she couldn’t complain about his methods for waking her up.
She tried to sit up slightly, but he clasped her thighs and held her in place. Once she settled, he released one of her legs and brought that hand to her sopping wet entrance. Without warning, he shoved two fingers inside while he persisted in circling her clit with his tongue. Waves of ecstasy approached and a heated flush rolled through her entire body. The sensation built and built until finally she gasped and moaned while gyrating her pussy against his face.
Then it happened.
She shattered into a million pieces, just as she’d known she would.
In the aftermath of her immense quaking pleasure, she fought to catch her breath and felt quite faint, as if all the blood in her body had rushed between her thighs. Finally, he allowed her to sit up slightly, but when she did, a spell of dizziness assailed her. She blinked against the dark spots dotting her vision and gasped in air, a bit embarrassed by her extreme visceral reaction. Would it always feel so good when Zylonn kissed her sex?
She hoped so. Then she couldn’t help but wonder if he expected her to return the favor and suck his cock. A bout of shyness overcame her as she met his dark, unfathomable gaze. The sun still wasn’t up quite yet and there weren’t any lights on in the bedroom, but his eyes seemed to gather what little light was available and reflected it back to her.
“Good morning,” she finally said to break the silence. “That was…wow. Thank-thank you, Master.” Wow? Thank you? Had she really just said that? She flushed, feeling increasingly awkward. Zylonn was still very much a stranger to her.
But you’re going to spend the rest of your life with him.
Her pulse quickened as he rose from the bed, stark naked, and lifted her up. Before she could summon the courage to ask what he was doing, he carried her to one of the large windows and gave a verbal command for it to open. She spied an orange glow on the horizon and smiled. He sat on the window seat, still holding her in his arms, as a gentle breeze drifted inside. She inhaled his intoxicating masculine scent and relaxed in his embrace.
But it wasn’t long before she felt the hot thickness of his cock becoming erect beneath her bottom. She stifled a gasp and continued staring out the window, pretending she hadn’t noticed his mounting arousal.
They watched in silence as the sun rose over the greenest mountains in existence. Rays of light sparkled over a clear, blue lake in the lush green valley that rolled toward the mountains, and Nova couldn’t look away. It was a breathtakingly beautiful sight. Her Tarkkuan teacher back in New Leesburg had never showed her pictures like this. The elderly man had focused more on pictures of cityscapes and buildings of historical significance.
“I’ve never seen a sunrise so lovely,” she said.
“Did you have a view of the sunrise from your house in the dome-city?” He stroked her hair, drawing his fingers through her long locks as he nuzzled his face closer to hers. Her heart fluttered at his nearness.
“No, Master, though sometimes I could see the sunrise from my friend Maggie’s house. In between dust storms, that is. Sometimes days would pass without even a glimpse of the blue sky or the stars. Unfortunately, the area surrounding the New Leesburg dome-city is very prone to severe dust storms.”
“Here on my planet—your new home—you can watch the sun rise every morning from this window,” he said, “and you can watch the sun set every evening from that window.” He pointed at a window on the opposite side of the room and a sense of wonder rushed through her.
It was as if a whole new world had been revealed to her. She couldn’t believe she would get to glimpse so much natural beauty on a daily basis. She gulped hard. For the rest of her life.
The loss of her family and friends notwithstanding, perhaps being chosen as a Tarkkuan bride wasn’t the worst thing to have happened to her. Hope began to rise in her chest as Zylonn continued stroking her hair and even trailing a hand down her back on occasion. All the while, she was aware of his hardness beneath her sore bottom.
Their eyes met and she stared at him for the longest while, unable to look away. There was a primal gleam in his dark depths that sent a delightful shudder through her. Her pussy began to quake, sharp heated pulses afflicting her and making her ache with the need to feel his hardness filling her up. She both flushed at the thought and reeled under the realization that she wanted him in this moment. She truly wanted him. Without meaning to, she squirmed in his lap. The slight movement drew a low growl from his throat that only deepened her arousal.
“I can smell you, little human,” he said, his eyes darkening further as his nostrils flared. “I’ll always know when you’re aroused, Nova, and you’ll never be able to hide it from me.” He paused and placed a finger beneath her chin, forcing her to hold his gaze. “Spread your legs. I want to feel just how wet you’ve become.”
Zylonn watched and waited to see if Nova would obey. A look of hesitation crossed her face, but to his relief he saw no hint of rebellion. After a few moments, she drew in a deep breath and slowly worked her legs apart while still sitting on his lap. As she moved around, her buttocks glided over his rock-hard cock, drawing another growl from him.
Once she had her legs spread wide, the scent of her arousal increased and he inhaled deeply, savoring the enticing fragrance of her femininity. Ah, he would enjoy waking her up the way he had earlier every day for the rest of his li
fe.
He reached between her thighs and stroked through her immense wetness.
“Just as I suspected. So very wet.” He caressed his fingers through her slick folds and drew the moisture over her swollen nubbin. “Tell me, Nova,” he said, meeting her eyes, “is your bottom still sore from the punishment you received yesterday?”
She flushed and tried to look away, but he used his free hand to force her gaze back to his.
“Answer me,” he commanded. “I don’t like having to ask twice.”
Her eyes widened and she nodded. “Yes, Master. I’m still sore, but only a little.”
He continued rubbing her pussy, until her breaths came faster and she began squirming insistently upon his lap. His cock throbbed and his blood heated. He had to have her. Right fluxxing now. When he sensed she was close to an orgasm, he withdrew his hand completely and lifted her to her feet. He stood her between his legs and stared at her, admiring her gorgeous naked body. She had the smoothest skin and the most alluring curves.
“I want you to turn around and show me your bottom, little human. I want to see if you have any marks from the strapping.”
Again, he saw a look of hesitation enter her eyes. “Please, don’t make me do that,” she said in a pleading tone that he found strangely adorable. “Please, Master, it’s so embarrassing.”
He lifted an eyebrow at her in censure and steeled himself to be firm with her. He was surprised she was disobeying him so soon after a strapping. Perhaps he had been too easy on her last night. “You will do as you’re told, Nova, or you will receive another dose of the strap,” he said sternly. “Is that what you want? To be punished?”
She shook her head so rapidly her hair flailed around her shoulders. “No, Master, I don’t want to be punished.” She inhaled a slow breath and gradually turned around.
His gaze dropped to her delectable bottom. He touched her backside, inspecting it for damage. Only the faintest redness remained in the center of each cheek. He straightened and turned her to the side, still keeping her standing between his spread legs. Though he was sitting down, he was so much larger than her that his head was currently level with hers.
“Nova,” he began in a scolding tone, “I am going to give you five quick smacks to remind you that when I give an order, I expect you to obey me without hesitation and especially without arguing. However, next time something like this happens, you will feel the sting of the strap.”
She trembled in place and nodded. “Yes, Master.”
He sat taller and tucked one arm around her stomach, holding her steady for what was to come. The bedroom soon rang out with the sound of steady smacks, but he delivered them quickly and her punishment was over almost as rapidly as it had begun. He cupped her behind and gave it a firm squeeze.
“Now, little human, I want you to go bend over the bed, spread your legs wide, and reach around to pull your naughty bottom cheeks apart.”
Though her eyes widened and an uneasy look crossed her face, she did as she was told and traipsed across the room to the bed. She bent over the side and spread her legs much wider than he’d expected. Once she was settled in this position, she finally reached around and pulled her cheeks apart, revealing her slick pussy and her tempting bottom hole to his gaze. He rose to his feet and growled, satisfaction filling him. He was pleased by her obedience and he intended to reward her—he wouldn’t stop pounding into her until she’d come at least twice.
He reached her and drew his hand through her increasing moisture, spreading her slickness all around her pink privates until everything between her thighs was gleaming in the sunshine that entered the windows. He noticed her sex was noticeably swollen, as well, and he couldn’t wait to sink inside her tightness and commence thrusting hard and fast. And deep. In this position, he would be able to fuck her as deeply as he desired.
“Good girl,” he said, rubbing a thumb along her clit. She shuddered and whimpered as her hips rose to meet his touch. “Tell me, is your pussy aching right now, Nova?”
“Yes, Master,” she replied in a breathless rush.
“You may release your bottom cheeks now.” He removed his hand from her center and replaced it with his cock. “I’ll keep your bottom spread nice and wide for you while I pound into you. I enjoy gazing upon your little pink puckering hole.”
She released her hold on her behind and brought her arms forward onto the bed. She clutched the covers until her knuckles turned white, occasional whimpers and moans leaving her as he dragged his ready cock through her warm slickness, coating the bulbous tip with her arousal. Whenever his length grazed over her clit, he felt it pulsing against his flesh.
In a haze of desire, he placed his cock directly at her entrance and grabbed ahold of her hips, digging his fingers into her delicious curves. Then he surged fast and deep, filling her up in one rapid drive that left her gasping and clutching the covers harder.
“I am going to pound into you until you’re sore and dripping with my seed, little human, and you’re going to lay there and take every hard thrust I give you. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Master,” she gasped out in a high-pitched tone.
He commenced doing just as he’d promised, fucking her long and hard while she rested on the bed beneath him, unable to do anything but take every thrust he gave her. His balls impacted against her clit with each drive into her tight pussy, and it wasn’t long before she screamed out in pleasure as her first orgasm swept through her.
The pleasure of her inner walls spasming around his plunging cock was enough to make his vision blur. He slowed for a bit and fought to regain control, lest he spill himself inside her too soon. Once the worst of his urgency passed, he resumed claiming her with the same rapid force as before, plunging as deep as he could possibly go.
In the end, she came twice more before he spilled his seed inside her, and afterward he scooped her up in his arms and cradled her against his chest. She glanced up at him with a sweet but fatigued smile and his heart contracted with warmth.
Though they hadn’t known each other for long, Zylonn was already completely taken by Nova from Earth, the sweet human bride who had been randomly assigned to him. But perhaps there was nothing indiscriminate about their pairing. Perhaps it was fate. As he held her, he couldn’t imagine having been matched with any other human and he looked forward to the days to come. He only hoped she felt the same.
Chapter 10
Several days after her arrival on Tarkkua, Nova stared across the dinner table at Zylonn, trying to work up the courage to ask him about the video comms she’d heard some of the wealthier Tarkkuans had in their houses. She picked at her food, wondering if perhaps he knew anyone who owned one. She hadn’t seen him talking to any other Tarkkuans since her arrival on their planet to have an idea if he even had friends who might be wealthy enough to possess such technology, as she hadn’t left the house yet. Each day, he left for work in the morning and returned before nightfall though, so she reasoned that even though she hadn’t seen him speaking with anyone, he probably had at least a few friends.
She glanced out the dining room window as the sun set over the distant mountains. Although she hadn’t left his house yet, she didn’t feel like a prisoner. His house was huge and contained many windows, all with resplendent views. For the first time in her life, she had gone more than three days without seeing a dust storm. Now that she knew how beautiful and lush a planet could be, she couldn’t imagine ever returning to Earth.
As that thought crossed her mind, she felt immensely guilty. She’d left so many wonderful people behind. Her throat burned as she tried to guess what her parents were doing at this very moment.
“I don’t want Nova to leave.”
Was it dinnertime in New Leesburg right now? After traveling for weeks through space, she had lost all track of Earth time.
“I don’t want Nova to leave.”
But she’d left. She’d left and she would never return.
Was Julie still playing
piano every day? Did Maggie stop by the house and visit her family, just as she’d promised to keep doing?
The Tarkkuans would deliver written letters from female humans every year when the Zenallia traveled to Earth to collect brides for their returning miners, but she couldn’t imagine waiting an entire year to send word to her family and friends. She prayed there was a way to arrange for her to use a video comm. But would Zylonn be angered by her request?
She hadn’t spoken out against the agreement between their worlds since the first time he caught her talking out of line, the night she first arrived on this planet. She’d been on her best behavior since then, only earning the short reminder spanking for not turning around and showing him her bottom fast enough. She had also tried her best to keep house and make traditional Tarkkuan meals. Part of her education while growing up had included cooking classes. Her father had once joked that he never thought one of his daughters would go to a finishing school, and when she’d gone to her room and looked up the meaning of finishing school on her computer, she’d realized that yes, she was basically attending a finishing school of sorts—except instead of an Earth girl from the 1800s or 1900s preparing for life as a housewife to a human man, she was preparing for life on another world entirely.
“Nova, are you all right?”
She peered at Zylonn, admiring the way the light from the sconces danced across his blue skin as he shifted in his seat. “I-I am fine, Master.”
“What are you thinking about?” His dark eyes bored into hers and her heart started hammering in her chest.
Perhaps she ought to speak the truth. If he somehow found out she was keeping something from him, he might be angered. She didn’t wish to displease him, even if he didn’t punish her for it. She wanted nothing more than for the two of them to continue growing closer. He was the only family she had now and she didn’t wish to be alone. “I…” Her voice trailed off and she struggled to come up with the right words.