Opal falters. “Funny. Let’s be practical, though.”
Funny? “I wasn’t joking. As princess, you’d have the entire fleet for your protection. I’d make it so it’s like the Deenz never existed. I’d wipe every trace of them from the universe.”
“You don’t want to marry me,” she whispers, letting go of my dick and looking at her feet. “It was a good idea to have them let us go. It’s okay, Ke’ain.”
“What in the world are you talking about? I do, I will.” I wish I could put my arms around her. F’tee these restraints.
“No one marries the thick, funny, slutty girl. Shouldn’t you find some fi’len princess to rule the country? I barely know how anything here works.” The confidence that oozed out of her before is gone.
“I don’t want some fi’len princess. I want you, Opal. I’ve wanted you since the first time I saw you. I don’t care about anything else. I’ll teach you everything you need to know. I want to marry you, I want to rule with you, I want to have children with you.”
She looks at me, tears in her eyes. “Who knows if we can even have kids together, Ke’ain!”
Opal forces out an awkward chortle.
“So, we’ll adopt. I don’t give a shit. I want you.You’re my mate.”
I’m sure Opal is. A weird realization to have—tied to a tree, my cock out, and with her crying in front of me. But I’ve never been more sure. When I thought the marauders would hurt her, when I thought they might kill her, I knew then I would do anything to take her place. I would do anything to keep her safe.
“Are you sure?” she asks, wiping the wetness from her cheeks.
“I love you,” I say. “I’ll even subscribe to your weird human tradition of Saint Beyonce.”
She clasps my head between her hands, pushing up to her tippy toes, and kisses me hard.
“I made that up, you dummy.”
“You’re a good liar. I’ll need to remember that.” I smile, raising my eyebrow…
“You are just the world's worst liar.”
Just as I’m about to ask her to cut me down, she drops to her knees in front of me and places her hands on my hips.
“Opal, what are you doing?” I ask.
“Giving you your reward. Your answer was more than satisfactory,” she says right before she pulls my cock into her mouth.
I watch her lips envelop me.Thank you, Saint Beyonce.
?OPAL
His cock is too big for me to take into my mouth all at once, so I work my hands together toward its base. I won’t lie and pretend that I don’t give a mean sloppy toppy, but I’ve honestly never wanted to blow a guy as much as I do now.
Ke’ain loves me.
Part of me doesn’t want to believe it, after years of lackluster human men doing whatever they can to get into my pants and then ghost me, that Ke’ain would want to stay. But I never thought I’d get abducted by aliens either, did I?
As I suck Ke’ain’s cock, I eye the sucker that rocked my fucking world earlier today. For something that feels so good, it looks so unassuming. I move my mouth to the transparent cupped skin where the sucker resides and give it a lick.
“Does it feel good when I touch it?” I ask.
“I love anytime you touch me, Opal.”
“So, not as good as your dick.” I tap the rubbery bit of flesh. “What’s it for?”
“Biologically?” he asks and I nod. “It holds the female to my body during mating; it makes more sense when you’re underwater. The fi’len females have anatomy that helps with that.”
“Well, can I say, regardless of its intended use on your species, I sure as fuck love it on my pussy.” It’s like Ke’ain’s body was made to get me off.
