The Alien King and I - Page 4

“And?”

Bastard. “And fuck me.”

Apparently, my answer had stroked his ego enough. His snarl morphed into a full-blown leer. “My pleasure.” He arranged me in the position he wanted. I leaned on my side. He closed my thighs together and spooned me from behind. His breath seared my neck as his warm male body molded along the curve of my back. He lifted my leg, slightly, and I felt a hard erection slide between my thighs. It grazed against my swollen, wet cunt.

I swallowed a lung full of air.

He felt so...sinfully good.

Fai tugged and pulled, lubricating himself with my juice. His veined shaft kissed the seam of my sex. My heart jolted each time he withdrew and pushed. Sweet cascades of ecstasy drowned me, melting me into a puddle of nothingness. And the guy hadn’t even fucked me yet.

I looked down, feeling curious. I could see the tip of his cock pushed past my labia and clitoris. His length was alarming. And his thickness was unnerving. The familiar feminine panic slowly returned.

What if I can’t take him?

What if he rips me to pieces with that god damn big fucking mons—

I screamed.

Fai penetrated me.

I clawed the sheet as he speared my opening without mercy. He thrust, with a beastly groan, forcing my inadequate cunt to accept his cock. God. Breath knocked out of my lungs. My head spun. It hurt, but hurt so damn fucking good. Pain and pleasure swirled in one endless dance of perversity. My pussy clenched each time he pushed, attempting to sheathe himself to his hilt, protesting the delicious intrusion. My overly-sensitive cunt walls contracted as his veined shaft ground my passage. I was so stuffed, I felt as if I was nearly exploding.

He let out a growl when he successfully buried himself balls deep. The crown of his cock kissed the mouth of my womb. His shaft throbbed, pulsing as if it possessed its own life. God. He felt so hot and so damnably good. When I caught his eyes, he smirked an “I told you so” kind of look. This time, I didn’t have anything smart as a comeback. My bones felt as if they had melted into goo. I was as docile as a drugged mouse.

Fai nipped my earlobe when he started to fuck me. As if he wanted to relive the initial penetration, he pulled out until his cockhead almost left my opening, then slowly thrust back in until his balls kissed my perineum. I felt as if I had been punched from the inside. I could only pant and murmur unintelligent words. I surrendered. He quickened his pace. His thick cock plundered my cunt, ripping the last strand of my sanity to pieces.

I cried. Fai soothed me as his thrusts became rapid and belligerent. Tears stained my cheeks as he flooded me with a torrent of vicious fucks. Fai fucked like animal, raining me with slam upon slam of battering thrusts to the point I could only feel fire—tendrils of heat burning inside me, licking my spine, singeing my nerve tips. Each time he slammed home, I was paralyzed by the sinful pleasure that made my nerve endings shriek with untainted ecstasy. The pleasure gathered. Rapidly. I quickly found myself tethered at the precipice of a climax. I halted my breath. Fai slammed once. Twice. Three times. Four times. I screamed again.

An orgasm tore through me. The world around me blackened.

When I floated back to reality, I noticed Fai jerked, climaxing. His cock shuddered inside me, emptying his seed. I could feel his every spasm, the staccato of his breath.

“Lindsey…”

His call was intimate and alluring. I found his lips and kissed him. We mauled each other as the waves of ecstasy slowly ebbed away. When the last wave of pleasure dissipated, I felt like a wreck. My eyelids were heavy. My strength left me. I was barely aware when he spoke. Sleep overcame me.

* * *

When I woke up, I felt as if I had been run over with a Mac truck. My body was sore and my pussy throbbed with dull aches. Fai slept next to me, one arm crossed over my chest. I needed to use the bathroom so I squirmed out of his possessive embrace.

I had no idea what time it was. The bedroom had no window. No clock in sight. The light had faded into dimness. My feet touched the plushy carpet. I eyed the walls. Now where was that door? I remembered the bathroom was near the night stand on Fai’s side. I trudged my way there and fumbled on the wall. I pushed and felt, hoping I would hit a button or something. After five minutes groping, my effort was rewarded and the sleek, tiled wall slid aside. I hurried into the gem-plastered bathroom. I scanned the four walls looking for a toilet but I didn’t find any. It appeared this room was only for a shower. My eyes caught another opening I hadn’t seen before. I followed the trail of light. It led me into a narrow gangway that was constructed exclusively in metal.

What the hell…

Who would someone want to build a house that looked like the inside of a ship? I saw a metal hatchway at the end of the hallway. Curious, I stepped into the passageway. Before I could reach the end of the corridor, my attention was stolen by the round window near the hatch.

I blinked and shook myself.

It wasn’t a window. It was a viewport.

The sight beyond the viewport made me want to faint.

Oh my holy fucking God. It was outer space.

I clutched my cheeks and steadied my wobbly knees. My sore and aches were forgotten.

I screamed.

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