Her Alien Abductor (Aegarian Saga) (6 page)

He lifted his head from her breast, and she whimpered in protest. The warm air felt cold against her wet nipple, as it was nowhere near as fiery as his mouth. He grinned down at her and bent again to lave the other nipple. She moaned in delight and began rubbing her pussy against his huge erection.

Lord Fatel raised his head slightly, pulling away from her hard nipple. “Naughty girl. You can’t have my cock inside you, unfortunately. I would give you all you could take if I could have you.” He glanced over her head. “But I can give you something to take the ache away.”

He reached above her with his free hand for the case of faux cocks. Opening it quickly, he pulled out the first phallus, the smallest of the bunch. He set it down beside her, and then used his free hand to pull the sheet up to her hips.

“Please….” Kaya whimpered, her body betraying her, still rubbing against his hardness.

“Please what? Please don’t? Or please don’t stop?”

“No … don’t.” And that was all she could say as he forced her thighs apart with his powerful body and pushed the cock inside her. She nearly screamed in pleasure as the device was slowly inserted in her pussy.

“No, I think this one is too small. It slipped inside you much too easily. But then again, you are just so wet and ready, which could be the case. How about we try another?” Before she could respond or consider the fact she should be embarrassed at her wanton display, he grabbed the next two sizes and pushed the smaller of the two inside her. “Too easy.”

He then grabbed the third, and pressed it inside her, stretching her more. Sensing her momentary discomfort, he paused for a moment to allow her to grow accustomed to the size. After a moment her traitorous body was grinding against his hand, feeling the cock inside her massage the walls of her sex.

“I still think you can accept more, can’t you, my wanton little Princess? Let’s try another.”

Kaya whimpered and whispered a weak ‘no’. He smiled at her pathetic plea, knowing it for the lie it was. He took the fourth phallus and slowly pushed it against her opening. He rubbed the B’itakke against her wetness, lubricating the cock. He then pushed the head just inside her lips. After a moment, she began trying to pull the cock inside her with the muscles of her sex, grinding against the phallus, feeling the pleasure build to fever pitch within her body. Her brain was switched off, her body open only to feeling the pleasure his intrusions were creating within her.

“I knew you would react like this. I can sense your heat, your desire, your sexuality. You are a prize for any man, smart, beautiful and full of passion for carnal pleasure.” He looked down at her and grinned. “I hope the General appreciates you as much as I do.” With that, he slid the large cock inside her with one thrust, making her scream out with her pleasure at the intense feeling of fullness.

He waited one moment to allow her to adjust and then began the slow in and out motions of the sexual dance. She ground herself into his hand as he took a nipple back into his mouth, suckling her as he continued to pump the phallus within her. Soon after, he released her hands, and she wrapped them around his head and shoulders, arching her back more, pressing her breast closer to his mouth. She held his head tight and rocked her hips to the rhythm he was creating with the phallus in his hand.

Kaya was so close … and once he bit her nipple hard, she came with a violence she had never sensed before. Wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her body from her head to the tips of her toes. She closed her eyes, and tried to catch her breath. Embarrassment prevented her from gazing upon his face, this man who had forced himself on her, yet had given her more pleasure than any other man in her life.

“Open your eyes, little one.”

She slowly opened her eyes to him, and her blush followed soon after.

“Do not be ashamed at such passion. It is truly a gift in a woman to be able to feel such pleasure, to respond so to desire. You deserve to be loved and pleasured like that every day of your life, so do not feel embarrassed you found orgasm by my hand. You are too beautiful a treasure, as is your desire, to waste time on such guilt and remorse.”

Tears formed in her eyes. The day had been overwhelming, with everything she had been told, everything which had happened thus far. He kissed the tears from her eyes and drew her into his arms, holding her close to his warmth. Unsure why she felt so safe in this stranger’s arms, she soon let sleep overtake her.

She awoke later in the large sprawling bed and found Lord Fatel cuddled behind her, fully clothed. Exhausted, she snuggled into his warmth, not allowing the events of the morning to cause her shame, and she slept the rest of the day away. Lord Fatel left her sometime in the night; she awakened at the loss of his heat, but she soon drifted off again.

When she awoke again in the middle of the night, she wondered if the day before had been a dream. She realized it was no dream, when she felt her wet sex filled with the phallus just larger than the one he had last used on her the afternoon before, and her abused body ached with the pleasure he had rent from her.

Newfound embarrassment made her blush, even without the presence of anyone in the room. Kaya had occasionally considered purchasing a sex toy over the years to ease the ache she sometimes felt late into the lonely nights, but had never had the courage to do it. She had even gone so far as to browse some of the Internet sites which offered the toys and creams, but felt fearful someone would somehow find out. And now, this incredible man had used one to destroy her body, to give her the most powerful orgasm to have ever ripped through her.

How would she ever make it through a month with this man? Her eyes drifted closed once more as she drifted into a fitful rest.

Chapter Four

Besh stepped toward the round bed that held his lover. He glanced at her shrouded in the moonlight traveling through the doors to the balcony, watching her petite form ever restful in slumber. She was his, and it filled him with pride to have finally found his love. He gingerly sat on the edge of the bed and pulled the soft sheets from her, looking in awe at her soft, smooth skin and her beautifully formed body.

He slowly stroked her cheek and let his hand slowly wander down her skin, gliding from her neck, then traveling to her chest, running one finger down the space between her firm breasts. Cupping one dense globe in his hand, he felt its weight. She stirred slightly in her sleep but did not awaken. He paused a second, not willing to awaken her just yet, needing time to thoroughly inspect her luscious form.

Besh moved his hands down farther and rested one hand on her hip. What beauty she possessed. He was astounded by the lust rushing through his body. He had paused at the top of her thigh and detoured to the inner wall of her leg. He took both hands and slowly spread her thighs.

The strong moonlight, with both the planet’s moons nearly full tonight, allowed Besh a wonderful view of her pussy. He squatted down on his stomach, facing her gorgeous sex. He paused, overwhelmed with desire, grinning when he found the large B’itakke inside her opening, covered with her cream. He slowly pulled the cock from inside her, pleased she was already halfway through the stretching of her vagina, in readiness for him. Then grabbing her folds, he parted her labia and bent down so his head was level with her and slid his tongue inside her cunt, tasting her cream for the first time.

A soft moan escaped her lips, and her hips pressed forward, giving him permission to explore more. Her hands instinctively went to her breasts, and in her sleep she touched her hard nipples, moaning again.

Besh smiled to himself and bent his head again to the work at hand. He slowly licked the folds of her sex, from the bottom to the top, coming to rest on her clit. A wave of pleasure rocked through her body, and he was pleased he caused it. He smiled again before feasting wholeheartedly on her nub. She began moaning in earnest and soon opened her eyes. She ran her fingers through his hair and held his head close to her mound, pushing him closer to her sex.

She was moaning loudly and thrashing under his ministrations. He inserted one of his fingers inside her opening, all the while suckling her clit with the ferocity of a starving man. He began to move his finger in and out, emulating the sex act he would show her in mere minutes. The fast in and out of his finger and the pressure on her clit were building a fire inside her. He pressed within her with passionate abandon and quickly added a second finger, bringing her to a screaming climax.

“Lord Fatel … Fatel … yes….”

So, she desired her teacher, did she? He would show her real desire tonight. He pushed himself up to his knees and brought her wet sex even with his engorged cock. He was huge and hoped he would not hurt her tonight. She had prepared herself thus far, so he decided to try. He was too far-gone not to. Rubbing the bulbous head of his cock along her slit, he wetted it and readied himself for the assault of her sex he had envisioned. She was writhing and moaning on the bed. “Lord Fatel….”

He slowly spread her folds open with his cock and stilled when the head was encased in her sex. Stopping for a moment, he paused to adjust himself so he was covering her whole body with his own. He kissed her breasts, working his way up her chest, then on to her neck and ear.

“My name is Besh, and you had better remember that,” he said into her ear as he plunged his entire cock inside her in one slick thrust. She screamed, her dark-brown chocolate eyes opening wide in surprise at the invasion of her body. She convulsed under him, not in pain, but in a tremendous orgasm which wracked her body. He paused for a second to allow her to catch her breath, and then began moving within her pussy, pumping his cock within her fiery folds, fucking her with a desire unmatched with any he could ever remember.

****

Kaya was clinging to Lord Fatel’s massive frame. She wasn’t surprised he’d invaded her dreams; he’d invaded her life completely. This man was raw muscle, raw power, and he proved it in the way he abused her body. But she wasn’t angry; the sex was rough, primal, and she loved every second of it. Even after just experiencing the amazing orgasm she had barely recovered from, he was building another one that hinted at being even stronger than either of the ones he’d given her. She curled her toes and stiffened her body as she felt his cock shudder inside her, and they both came violently together. “Besh, my name is Besh…” he whispered in her ear.

Besh?

Oh, shit.

****

Besh felt himself being shaken awake, and he fought it tooth and nail. Damned the luck, he would not leave her side. Not yet, not now. He’d just finished making love to her in his dream, and she cuddled into his arms, sleep overtaking her.

He opened his eyes to see Dar, his second in command, shaking him awake.

“You
are
alive. You sleep like the dead, sir.”

“What are you doing here? Let me sleep, or I will have you shot.”

Dar had the audacity to laugh. “Sir, I’m sorry to awaken you, but the Emperor has called for you. He has questions about this human woman you have brought here. He wants to see you immediately.”

Besh sighed, rubbed his face, and sat up in bed. Leave it to the Emperor to ruin the best fucking dream he had ever had in his life.

****

Kaya’s eyes flew open as the dream man disappeared from her bed. Tears were in her eyes as she realized it had been just that, a dream. The amazing man could not have been a dream; he was just too real.
Besh
. Her mate. She’d thought him to be Lord Fatel at first.

She could not see his face, which was odd because in all the light of the two moons, she could clearly see everything else. But, Mr. Dreamy had seemed angered by her mistake and drove the point home, pun definitely intended.

Kaya rolled over in the bed, gathering the cool sheets to her overheated body.  Blood still pumped in her ears; excitement had made her heart rush.  A fine sweat coated her skin and made her shiver as she cooled.  Or perhaps it was the remembered touch of her mysterious General. 

Her body felt raw, as if it had truly been used.  Kaya reached down between her legs and felt the soreness there from his touch.  From his touch?  Had she touched herself as the images had floated in her mind? 
The phallus.
  She’d almost forgotten it, yet it was gone.  Had she taken it out?

The thoughts running through her mind made her uneasy. It had to have been a dream.

So why had it felt so real?

Sleep evaded her for some time as she attempted to quiet the questions that roiled through her brain, not just of the dream she’d had, but everything she’d encountered thus far.  The longer she stayed; she feared there would only be more questions and fewer answers. The things she’d learned already tore at the fabric of who she thought she was, tore into her very soul and re-wrote the history of mankind.

Kaya decided then and there that
Alice
had it too easy when she fell down her rabbit hole.

****

Court was always a tedious place for Besh to visit, and he avoided coming at all costs. The only times he did, especially as of late, were at the Emperor’s command. He snarled at a couple of passing Ha Ni Shin delegates, their race being one of the most recent members of the Empire, just prior to Earth. Besh did not trust the beings, or their motives, since they had been closely allied with the Bel Tak in the D’Na Sigh attacks several years before. He stalked away, toward the highly placed dais which currently held the Emperor and his Empress.