The Beast King (Royal Aliens 3)

He let out a snarling growl in response to her refusal to be subdued by his dick, or his domination. Every time Konan claimed her, she became a little stronger, and found a little more of herself.

“What. Will. It. Take. To. Break. You?”

He grunted each word with a rough thrust, spreading her so wide she was sure she couldn’t take it any longer — and yet she did. Konan couldn’t break her, because she wasn’t breakable. She was equal to him, even though she was smaller, weaker, less powerful. She could take the king's passion and turn it into the most incredible orgasms.

“You don’t want to break me. You’re scared you’ll break me,” she replied, her words hissed and moaned through sexual turmoil.

This human was constantly getting under his skin, even when he was inside her. No matter how much he tried to break her to his will, he could feel hers strong as steel inside her. She had brought him to the climax of his destiny. She had crowned him. She had given him full royalty, and she had taken away his escape from regency.

He loved how hot she was, the expressions she made when he went deep, how her eyes rolled back in her head for a moment and then came back to lock on him with so much passion and intensity. She was everything wrong with him, and everything right with the world. What world? Any world. All the worlds.

He drew his cock out to the very tip and enjoyed the sight of her spanked pink pussy stretched wide around it before diving back inside with a rough stroke, drawing a gasp and a moan from the little human interloper who deserved everything she got.

He fucked her, deep and hard, his cock sinking inside her tight little hole which stretched and gripped him with equal vigor. She screamed her ecstasy, wriggled her filthy climax out on his cock until she slumped back against the bed with his seed slipping out of her cunt yet again.

That was another sight he would never tire of. She was never so beautiful as she was when she was freshly fucked, her legs spread wide, her modesty completely abandoned in favor of wanton exhaustion.

He was not done with her. She didn’t just need to be fucked. She needed to be owned. Konan reached for the chain he’d put on her when he staked her out on the alien planet, and slipped it back around her neck. Yes. That was much better. That was what she needed and deserved.

She felt something cool slipping against her skin through her carnal daze. Konan was playing with the chain around her neck.

“I like this chain for you. I liked it on Paradise, and I like it now. You will keep wearing it because it pleases me.”

“What if I don’t like it?”

She mumbled the question so he couldn’t really hear it, which was fine because she was pretty sure she wouldn’t like the answer. Konan had never really lacked confidence, but he had found a new wellspring of it since donning the crown. Overconfident. Narcissistic, maybe. She wasn’t sure that there was actually a word for it in any human language. He was a king. A super king. An uber king.

“Pay attention, human,” he growled, tugging lightly on the chain. She met his eyes, her gaze running over his face, forever changed now the crown melded with his hairline in several places.

She bit back a response that might have been less than respectful.

"You are so quiet now, but I can see the words you will not say in your eyes.”

“Then I don’t need to say them, do I?”

“You can’t help being sassy, can you?”

She didn't think of herself that way, but maybe she was. Apparently, they were both changing. She was changed physically. Her pussy was completely demolished, metaphorically, at least. She was aching between her thighs with utter satisfaction and her rear and thighs were likewise painful. But she didn’t care. Orgasm was like the ultimate pain reliever. Or more than that, it was a pain enhancer, but not in a painful way. In a pleasureful way.

Her thoughts were muddled and repetitive, but the ability of Konan’s cock to make her a mindless fuckdoll was unparalleled. His cock had always been large and brutal, and the way he used it was nothing short of masterful.

Did she like him better this way? With the crown? More evil than usual? Harsher? Sterner? Darker?

Yes. She absolutely did like him better this way. This was bad. Bad for both of them.

“There’re going to be consequences, aren’t there.”

Konan nodded with a dark, dangerous smile. “Consequences are never going to be the same.”

Chapter 12

The ship landed in the middle of a city unlike any she had seen before. It was a jungle, a place where trees grew high and provided a canopy over the dwellings below which managed to be sophisticated even though they were growing out of nature itself.