Alien's Bride 1-3 (47 page)

I refused to look at him.
 
I still wept with virulent emotion.

He smacked the hood of my sex, just below the tortured knot.
 
It was just a flick as before, but I screamed as though he’d whipped me.

“You should know by know that I won’t inflict more than you can withstand.
 
I’m not going to whip your bead.”

I nodded weakly.
 

“Now hold your sex open.”

My trembling hands moved to obey.
 
I pulled open the hood of my sex so that the pink labia from which my clitoris sprouted was visible.
 
My face grew hot from such exposure.
 
My sex must have gleamed from how wet I was.

He flicked the crop against my maidenhead.
 
I gasped.
 
The area lit up with rapturous tingles.
 
He struck it again.

“Eee!”

The pleasant sensation increased.
 
I panted while forcing myself to remain prone to him.
 
As he’d said, concentrating on yielding gave me the ability to endure it.

He struck me five times in succession.

“Ahh!”
 

Now heat accompanied the tingles.
 
The area began to throb.
 
I was fixated on the sensation.
 
Randell recaptured my attention by rising and stripping naked.
 
He stunning body had long dark cock that stood erect before him.

“The women of Darkhelm lose their virginity as soon as they’re of age, and without sentimentality.
 
Are you like them?
 
Or will you grieve the loss of your innocence?”

He opened my thighs.
 
I swallowed.
 
His thick organ nudged right against my throbbing maidenhead.

I drew in a deep breath.
 
“I…I won’t grieve.”

He thrust in.
 
The whole of his cock head penetrated me.

“Ah!”
 

I closed my eyes through a shock of pain.
 
It was quickly replaced with more potent throbbing.
 
He slid the remainder of his cock in me.
 
My eyes rolled back with ecstasy.
 
This…this was what I’d longed for.
 
I was wondrously filled and knew an ecstatic heat that pulsed in concert with my clit.
 
As he moved the sublime pleasure spot within me was mashed and rubbed.
 
My legs felt as though they’d turned to water.
 
His thick long cock already had me hurtling towards another orgasm.
 
I clutched him around the back with both arms.

 
Randell’s eyes were close to mine.
 
He no longer looked cruel.
 
He leaned down and crushed my mouth under a passionate kiss.
 
His thrusts into me grew more urgent.
 
I couldn’t hold back a moan, even while we kissed.
 
He broke away from my lips just as the spasms of ecstasy began to wrack my insides.
 
Randell was grunting and piercing my sex with fast staggered thrusts.
 
My chest quaked and my stomach muscles clenched hard enough to cramp.
 
We climaxed in unison.

He kissed my neck once my cries of pleasure ended.

“What a surprising treat you are.”
 
He whispered this close to my ear.
 
“I can’t wait to share you with my king.”

He lifted himself with his arms, but I clutched his elbow.
 
His magnificent organ was still lodged inside me.
 
Randell met my eyes.

“Once more…oh, please…”

He gave a wicked grin and obliged me.

***

I’m sure I’d fallen asleep before Randell vacated the room.
 
The bed was so soft, and I was wasted from several flavors of exhaustion.
 
It had to be afternoon when I awoke.
 
I sat up dazedly, aware of my nakedness but holding the bed covers to conceal me.
 
I tried to fix on what had roused me.
 
Someone was in the toilet room drawing me a bath.

I yawned and stretched.
 
I knew I should have renewed terror right now.
 
There was no morning amnesia.
 
I was well aware of my plight.
 
I wasn’t sure what accounted for the peaceful feeling I had.
 
It was likely foolish.
 
I still didn’t know how terrible these demons could be.
 
Randell said he’d share me with his king.
 
I should have had some dread since he was such a massive brute.

Something came out of the bathroom which didn’t look related to any of the demons I’d seen so far.
 
It walked on two legs and managed the rough shape of a man, but looked like a reptile.
 
It had the snout of a dragon and was covered in green scales.
 
It wore no clothes.
 
Its member appeared to be in a skin sheath coming upward toward its belly.
 
I stared at it as if it were an exhibit at the fair.

“My lady.”
 
It had a snake-like lisp.
 
“I am the phantom Rexin.
 
I shall be your steward.
 
I’ve drawn a bath for you.
 
Will you come?”

I didn’t move.
 
If I had my choice I would have lingered in bed another hour.
 
My limbs still ached from the trek I’d made yesterday.
 
The phantom stared at me patiently.

“I’m naked,” I said, despite being sure it didn’t matter.

“I am a eunuch, my lady.”

Since the creature’s sex organs were internal I looked at its groin and wondered how they got out his balls.
 
Then I dragged myself off the bed.
 
I couldn’t come up with another excuse to stall.
 
I let Rexin guide me to a gigantic steaming bath.

“I’m so hungry,” I said.

“Food is being prepared for you, my lady.”

The warm water was luxurious.
 
I sank into it and let myself get sleepy again.
 
Rexin allowed this so long I actually dozed for a while.
 
Then I heard him shuffling around the bathroom.
 
He had a large sponge and a bottle of what I assumed was soap.

“I must cleanse you, my lady.”

I nodded.
 
I knew I should have offered to do it myself.
 
I knew, and I didn’t care.
 
I let the reptilian phantom thing lather me all over with soap.
 
He scrubbed between my legs a bit too thoroughly.
 
I looked at him.

“You must be immaculate for the king,” he said.

“That’s fine.
 
I don’t mind.”
 

He rinsed me with the help of a ladle.
 

“Is my life in danger, Rexin?” I asked when he was nearly done.

Rexin gave a grunt while he considered.
 
“Do you think you’re in danger, my lady?”

I looked into the water.
 
“No.
 
Not particularly.”

“It’s not for me to say what will become of you, my lady.
 
But, from what I’ve heard, and what I observe from you, I should think you are not in any danger.”

I felt as if I’d asked for confirmation of the obvious.
 
If he’d said otherwise I would have assumed he was lying to keep me compliant.

“The Darkhelm clan is the most civilized of the underworld.”
 
He began to soothe my shoulders.
 
“We are not to be trifled with, but also do not kill mortals without good reason.”

“The king had a good reason.
 
I trespassed.”

“That is indeed a crime, and were you a goblin or giant you would have been eviscerated without hesitation.
 
Desperate naked mortal girls do not get killed.
 
Your flesh is too enticing.
 
The demons of Darkhelm consider mortals a sexual delicacy.”

“Randell said I was going to be killed.
 
The king said I had to earn my clemency.”

He grunted in consideration once again.
 
“I should think you are well on your way to doing so.”

I nodded absently.
 
I played devil’s advocate, but I already knew the truth.

“My lady.”
 
He started to speak after silently rubbing my shoulders for several moments.
 
“Five hundred years ago mortal bandits dared breach the gate of the underworld and attacked our guards.
 
They were all killed except for a woman among them who pled for her life.”

“A woman bandit?”

“The orphan sister of their leader.
 
I was her steward also.
 
When I came to bathe her she had already been initiated as you had.
 
She was horribly distressed.
 
It looked as though she were nearing madness.
 
She wept at having to be washed by me.
 
She flinched from my touch and then fought me when I tried to clean her sex.”

“Oh.”
 
I had a pang of sympathy for the poor girl.

“She did not last long in Darkhelm, my lady, but you are clearly of a more favorable disposition.
 
It seems as though you were destined for our world.”

A stitch formed in my brow.
 
“What?”

Rexin stood and held a large towel open for me.
 
“That is my opinion.
 
You are a sensual creature who fares better among demons than men.
 
You belong here.”

I felt a glorious surge rush through me.
 
It was incredible—ecstatic.
 
I forced my trembling body out of the tub and let him dry me.
 

“I think…I could come to like it here very much.”

But could it really be true?
 
Was I just having foolish joy once again, like when I’d stomped the talisman?
 
I believed I’d become free then, and that’s what I thought I wanted more than anything.
 
It turned out to be the worst thing for me.
 
Now my heart was set on this world where passion was known without shame.
 
I had to remind myself how little I knew about them.
 
What if they ate their young or mutilated each other?
 

I bit my top lip.
 
I felt so sure a moment before it was hard to reign in my heart.
 
I wanted this place to be my salvation.
 

Rexin presented a beautiful red silk robe to me, stealing all my focus.
 

I felt the liquidy fabric.
 
“Oh my.”
 

He helped me into it.
 

“You must remove this when the king comes.
 
When you do so do not let it fall to the floor.
 
Fold it and place it on a chair or the bed.”

I was grateful for the advice.
 

There was a mirror in the toilet room.
 
I saw myself concealed for the first time since my visit with the prince.
 
I was no longer an animal.
 
I swelled with relief over this.
 
Clothing was a tremendous gesture.
 
If they meant for me to just be a sex slave I’m sure I would have remained naked.

Another reptilian phantom brought me a platter of food.
 
I recognized roasted chicken, cheese, bread, and mushrooms.
 
The rest of the food was strange stuff.
 
I was too hungry to be picky.
 
I ate the familiar first, then devoured the unfamiliar.
 
Everything except some sludgy green pudding was delicious.