Purchased: A Sci-Fi Alien Romance (Rebels of Sidyth Book 1)

by Sabrina Kade

  “Prepare for what?” Iriel asks, looking curious.

  “For never leaving your room,” I say with a careful scan of the group.

  Several of them speak in hushed voices, refusing to believe that this can be true. Sidyth women are not known for their kindness, and that is one of the reason’s my father and many generations before he found such a thrill in proving they are as weak as men. I have no desire to prove such an idea – not with Blythe – or any other woman for that matter. I want to enjoy myself, and I want my brothers to find joy as well. This hasn’t been an easy life for any of us – not since we chose exile over death. And many like me led cushy lives until we rebelled against the system.

  And now I can give them a piece of happiness. A piece of home and something better.

  “My Chosen is a true gift,” I explain, “and though I did not behave myself when I first claimed her, I have waited to taste her juices until she wanted me. You cannot understand how important it is that you allow these women to choose what they want.” I purse my brows together. “She has not had a good life. She knows nothing other than to spread upon a command. She was all but frightened of me at first. But now she kisses me. She hugs me. She relishes me and takes my cock into her pussy. And it’s all because she wants to do these things. I cannot express how much more it means to me knowing that. She is not a Sidyth woman. You do not need to fight to prove that she can be simultaneously weak and strong.”

  “So, they cannot hurt us?” Dolan asks, cocking his head to the side while watching his older brother Azan carefully. “When you give her pleasure, she does not… hurt you?” He swallows as though this thought gives him ideas and I suppress the need to scold him.

  “They cannot hurt you physically like our women,” I say, “but they can hurt you in other ways. You will see when you want to choose one. Nothing else will matter but making her smile and making her happy. And she will look to you for protection. She will turn to you for kindness and make you feel… strong.”

  Some of my brothers puff up at this, growing excited. For so long, they have only known the ways of Sidyth women. Human women are a different universe, and the idea of having one of their own is finally hitting them. They have a chance to gain something more than they ever had back home. I am giving them more than my father has ever given. There is a large part of me that enjoys this moment, not only because I have Blythe, but because I have something to give to my brothers as an apology for getting them caught and exiled.

  “And what if I choose one and she does not want me?” Taylis asks. “What then? Am I supposed to throw up my hands and throw her into the arms of another? If I am willing to fight and claim my woman, why should she get to move on to another? What sense does that make, Korben?”

  I press my lips together. “It is confusing; I am not pretending that it is not. But it is the only way you can hope to have a woman for your own.” Just thinking about how much trouble is on the Sun’s Horizon is enough to make me groan. My brothers, for all their good intentions, have become impatient for a woman’s touch after all these years, and now I am throwing them at a bunch, and telling them they are weak.

  But I want to believe in my brothers. I want to believe everyone here with me and in this lair, and the others are still good. They cannot be like the ones who escaped as soon as we landed. These have to be ones I can trust.

  “They are young. I hope you know what you are doing, Your Highness.”

  I nearly jump out of my skin, finding Glykoran standing beside me while my brothers argue amongst themselves, trying to figure out ways to claim a woman with ease. Glykoran is several years older than most of us, and the only one remaining that lost a wife and family. He looks sad but casts a piteous glance across the group.

  “Perhaps you shouldn’t have brought so many here to start,” Glykoran continues, shaking his head. “Can you see how excited they are? I am not sure they are going to be able to control themselves.” He turns to look at me fully. “Are they so weak, Your Highness? If your Chosen did not want you, would you still be able to please her?”

  I consider this, trusting Glykoran enough to tell him. “She is so tiny and frail in my arms. I sometimes fear that I will hurt her if I am too rough. And of course, I am not sure if she can even participate in our full mating customs.” I sigh. “But I care for her so deeply. I did not understand what it meant to choose a woman until I saw the strength within her. She may be weak in body but she is strong in spirit and soul. I will spar anyone who wants to try and take her away from me.” My watchful eyes land on Iriel and Dolan, but Glykoran shakes his head again.

  “They are not the ones you have to worry about,” he whispers, treading into dangerous waters.

  I hiss. “They would not have the tails to return after leaving us.”

  “If they find there are women here, I would be surprised if they did not have the tails to return.”

  I cannot think about it. If I do, I fear I will travel to the colder grounds and kill everyone who’s abandoned us so far to make sure no one lives that I do not trust.

  “I am sorry I spoke of something unpleasant,” Glykoran continues softly.

  I take in a deep, tense sigh. “No, I understand. It is only natural to worry about having a loved one taken away from you.”

  “Or having someone take you away from loved ones,” Glykoran says. “I hope you do not mind, Your Highness, but I will not participate in the meeting in the Gathering Room. It will be too difficult.” He pinches his eyes shut. “And even if by some miracle I can convince myself that I will never see my Charah and Tanyis again, I would not make for a good Chosen. I would always have them on my mind.”

  “Perhaps you do not need to go to find a Chosen, but a friend,” I offer, still scanning over the group to figure out who is going to be the most interested to come. Several are still too wary and disgusted by humans, but plenty are practically jumping at the opportunity. Silhaez and KlahKayden will surely come to at least see what the big deal is. Chocal remains sitting in the corner like a pouty sprog. Taylis and Dolan are practically ready to push back Azan and me to have the possibility of a human lover for their own. And though Hujun says he does not care about anyone’s happiness but my own, I am confident that he will keep a close eye on the one with curly hair.

  Plus, there are more coming tomorrow, leaving some of the humans in the second lair. These are the ones perhaps; I should be more worried about. For they are young but not as young as the ones left behind to watch the remaining women. Charming Cade and his strange look – he must appear less scary than the others because he does not have many scales and his eyes are not as yellow. And Dash, another charmer who I did not realize had a human pet in his house when he was younger. That was also going to cause a problem. Drazal and Chentan should be okay, though I am not sure if they are going to come. They may be perfectly happy with the humans in their lair.

  I pinch the bridge of my nose. Am I going to regret this? Glykoran is correct. I have brought over too many women with too many ambitious Sidyth men. I won’t be able to control them all and Azan will take Dolan’s side if there’s an argument. My brothers are good men, yes, but will the women feel the same way? I do not have to worry about Taylis or Iriel plucking me up and taking me away into a room.

  “Perhaps this is not a good idea,” I grumble, angry with myself.

  “This wasn’t supposed to be about only our people, Your Highness,” Glykoran reminds me. “A few nights ago you mentioned the human women were tired of being trapped in the Gathering Room.” He glances at the ceiling. “Many of them wanted to get above ground and see the rain. This isn’t just about our brothers, though I do hope some of them find happiness. This is about not underestimating the women, as you said. Giving them freedom as well, correct?”

  This brings a smile to my face because he is right. Here I’m worried about if everyone will find a woman to claim as their own who wants one, while I have forgotten one of the main reasons for bringing our peop
le together in the first place. Blythe made me promise to no longer underestimate humans. To no longer assume we must keep them. I do not want Blythe’s friends to feel as though I have imprisoned them. Otherwise, I am no better than my brothers who exiled me in the first place. I must remember that.

  I must trust my Chosen.

  And suddenly, I’m aching for her. I have to have her before the gathering otherwise I will be standing there with my cock erect.

  “I must go for a few minutes,” I say, touching Azan’s shoulder. “Keep them all here, and when my Chosen and I return, we will allow the women to meet our men.”

  Azan looks to the side.

  “I will send Hujun back here to help you, of course,” I say. “If you need anything before I return, send Taylis to the private room on this level. If you must know, then yes. I cannot wait to taste her again. I am a weak Sidyth. Don’t laugh at me.” Azan remains as quiet as ever before turning back to the group, and Glykoran remains by his side and explains that I am going to check on the human women one last time to make sure that they are ready for this. I am sure most are ready to come out of the Gathering Room, but I am ready to come all together.

  My cock is almost standing fully erect when I find Blythe standing in the hall with Hujun. And though jealousy causes a hiss to form, I try to remain calm by the time I’m leaning to touch my Chosen. She still jumps at my touch, eyes brightening when she discovers it’s me.

  “Are we ready?” she asks.

  “No.” I’m practically panting. “I need to show you one more room. Hujun? Do you mind heading back there to help Azan keep our Brothers calm until it is time to go?”

  Hujun narrows his eyes. “Is there something wrong?”

  “No,” I say firmly, pulling Blythe into my arms and trying to walk away. “We need to discuss one more thing in detail before we part. A question that has not been brought up before, requiring an answer only she can provide.”

  Hujun moves past, still looking skeptical until he glances down. His eyes flash to mine.

  “Be quick about it.” He somehow manages to keep the smirk from reaching his eyes. “Your Highness.”

  But it’s too late, Blythe’s already figured out where Hujun is looking, and once I turn away from him, her eyes dip to my cock which is all but pressing into her ass as I carry her to a private room.

  “Oh my God,” she teases. “Again?”

  “It was hard,” I say.

  “Your cock?” she asks with a smile.

  “The conversations,” I quickly clarify, moving at a fast pace to get to a room, push the curtain inside and deposit my Chosen to the floor. She gasps in excitement, and this makes it all but impossible to remain composed as she removes her top and I remove my pants. I gasp loudly, happy that my cock is free to do as it wants, and immediately I climb on top of her. But her small hand reaches up and a warm palm pressed against my bare chest.

  “Can I be on top this time?”

  My eyes widen. “If you would like,” I say, eying up her larger than life tits. I’m silent as I lean back to the floor, exposing my cock to her and it only takes a moment before she’s mounting me. I gasp, excited and thrilled that this is going to be a mutual pleasure session. My Chosen is more beautiful than ever as I grasp her large breasts and knead them with my thumbs.

  “Oh God,” she moans. “I didn’t know it was possible for a man to want me so much.” She almost seems surprised. “Were you getting this hard thinking about me?”

  “Of course,” I grunt, wishing I can pump my cock into her, but remembering everything I told my men. Consent. “Just thinking about you, thinking about any of them wanting you, I had to claim you. Otherwise, I was afraid of meeting all the human women again with a cock at full mast.” I want her so much now I can barely control myself as she drags her pussy across the length of my cock. She’s so wet, and I’m bucking my hips almost as obvious as Blythe did under me a few days ago. “We are going to have to make this a quickie,” I say, remembering one of her terms. “Because I don’t know how long Azan and Hujun are going to be able to keep everyone calm when I’m sure they all know I’m pleasuring my Chosen.”

  “They’re so jealous, I bet,” she purrs, slowly lowering herself onto to my dick. “Geezus, this isn’t easy,” she teases, pretending to struggle. “Maybe it won’t be able to happen— OH GOD!” She squeals when I can take no more, and push her on to my dick. I want to apologize, but I also want her, and I can’t wait. “Fuck me!” she moans loudly, closing her eyes. “Korben… oh…”

  I thrust into her harder, enjoying her needy whimpering. I’m a little excited by the idea that my brothers will hear me because it won’t be long now. I’ll be able to bring my Chosen to climax and be back to help Azan and Hujun in plenty of time. Growing impatient for more of those cries to her deity, I push myself up into a seated position, keeping Blythe’s body locked into mine, and she wraps her arms around my neck as I continue to thrust.

  “Oh… oh fuck.” Blythe’s all but pulling my hair out with each thrust. I love her fingers in my locks, and a tingling sensation reaches all the way down to my cock as her panting somehow grows needier and more desperate. “Korben… Korben, oh God. That’s too good.”

  She’s shivering and panting hard. I know she’s going to come, and I hiss when she drags heavy fingers down my neck, breaking the skin. My Chosen is a rough one for not being a Sidyth woman, and that makes me want to please her more. I grab her hips and push her up and down my cock with strength and urgency she could never match because she’s so tiny. But she doesn’t seem to mind, and it only takes a few moments before a feral cry burst from her lungs, and our seed comes together in blissful harmony.

  “Fuck!” I shout out, slamming my palm onto the floor as I try to keep Blythe and me steady while she continues to straddle my lap. I’m still deep inside her as our breathing slows and finally calms. There’s a mat of sweat collecting over my collarbone from her forehead.

  She’s smiling again. That smile makes my cock twitch.

  “Christ,” she mutters, wiping her sweaty brow. “That was incredible.”

  “You are not wrong,” I say, still panting. “Are you sure you are not mixed?”

  She tilts her head to the side as she goes to stand before me, not that much taller even though I am still seated on the ground. I kiss one of her breasts.

  “What do you mean?”

  “I mean, are you sure you are not part Sidyth?” I smile. “I feel as though you’re meant for me.”

  “Seeing as though you kill your mates, I’m not sure I take that as a compliment,” she says before I grab her and pull her into a deep kiss. She moans into my mouth before pulling away. “Oh, I guess this is supposed to be a compliment?”

  “It is,” I hiss, rising to my feet and cupping her beneath the ass so I can keep her mouth close to mine. “But if you do not see it that way, of course, I will stop.”

  Her face turns incredulous, and for a moment, I worry I have said something to upset her.

  “How are you real?” she whispers, making my cock ache again. “How can you be so kind?”

  The answer is so simple for me. It’s because I have Chosen her. And now, she is finally starting to choose me as well. And fuck me, as she would say, I would say anything she wanted it if made her smile like this while she’s still perched in my arms. I wish there were a way to show how happy she makes me to my brothers. How kindness and caring are what human women want and desire more than anything. Well, maybe they also like their pleasure a bit rough, but that’s nothing my men couldn’t handle. If only I could show them how much they are missing. How a wonderful woman like Blythe is out there if only they would take the time to get to know her. Learn about her. Figure out her needs and give them no matter the cost. A smile like Blythe’s is enough to make me hard. A tear from Blythe’s eye is enough to make me spar even the strongest of my brothers.

  “Do we have time for another quickie?” There’s an insatiable hunger in her dark ey
es.

  I could say no. I should say no. My brothers are waiting for me. Waiting for a chance to get what I already have. A good man would say no.

  But I am not perfect nor do I pretend to be.

  Blythe’s already back on her back before she can ask me a second time.

  CHAPTER FOURTEEN

  Blythe

  I’m still trying to work out the numbers. And it always comes up the same way. There are not enough girls here to keep all of Korben’s brothers happy. And that makes me so nervous as he’s gathering all those interested in meeting some of the girls today. Korben keeps me close, and I’m not sure if it’s because our last two quickies were insatiable or if it’s because he doesn’t want anyone to think I’m available, but I’m ecstatic just the same.

  I’m falling for him. It’s impossible not to, and as much as I want to focus on that fact, I also need to remember to keep an open mind. Nothing in a human whore’s life is guaranteed, but at least now there’s a promise for temporary happiness.

  And if any of the girls become half as happy as I am with Korben, I’d say I haven’t failed my role as a leader.

  Korben’s brothers are all shuffling now at a slow pace back up the hallways, and it reminds me of a school trip, only instead of teachers taking the lead and watching the back, there’s Azan and Hujun – two of the most intimidating looking Sidyths I’ve ever seen. They keep the men moving, and though Korben’s talking, providing a few last warnings, it’s hard not to sprint ahead and make sure everyone’s okay. They’ve said they are. I know they are. But I still feel like I should be in the room with them when the Sidyths arrive, not nestled under the prince’s arm like I’ve changed teams or something.

  But there’s nothing I can do about that now.

  I stare up at Korben as we all walk, excited and nervous at the same time. This is good. I hate how I always have to remind myself of this. In a short time, I’ve already managed to have a Sidyth prince claim me as his Chosen, screw my brains out, make sure no one else looks at me, and promise to keep me with him forever. I want to be more skeptical, but it’s becoming increasingly different as Korben continues to shower me with kindness and all the different sides of him.