“And that, big boy,” I say as I drop the robe into the glowing pool, “is exactly why I’m okay with this.”
We’re both standing nude in a pool surrounded by hundreds of humming aliens. My feet are stuck to the rough floor of the grotto, and my arms are as heavy as lead. Man, what I wouldn’t give for a go-go juice shot right about now.
I won’t let Ke’ain down.
My vision narrows, and a tension builds in my chest as my heart pounds and threatens to burst from my ribcage. Am I having a panic attack? Fuck!
I want to do this, dammit. I want to do it for Ke’ain.I need to do it for my future people.Jesus fuck, I’m spiralling. I look for something to ground me.
“I’ve got you,” he says, wrapping his arms around me. “I’ve got you.”
Ke’ain kisses down my throat, kneeling as his lips linger on my belly. He turns me by the hips so that I can’t see anyone but him. Although I can still hear the hum of the crowd, all I can see is my Ke’ain. He kisses lower yet, and somehow the anxiety from seconds before melts into desire.
“I’m going to make sure you feel good, Opal. I want to make you feel good for the rest of your life.”
Ke’ain runs one of his large fingers gently over the lips of my pussy. The warm waters of the pool combining with my nectar make me all the more slick. He rests his chin on my stomach and looks up at me as though I am his own personal deity.
“I love you, you know, so fucking much.” I stroke his damp, pale hair off his forehead.
“I should hope you love me, Opal,” he says before lifting me by the ass and placing me on the side of the glowing blue pool. “Because I’d hate to waste the enthusiasm of my tongue on someone who didn’t.”
Ke’ain lays my body on the shining green floor, his eyes roving over my pussy as if it’s some splendid feast—and Ke’ain is starving for it.
“You look good enough to eat,” my king says to me.
I look at my man in awe as he places his mouth on me. The lower half of his face is obscured by my flushed mound. Ke’ain is a crocodile and I am the Nile river.
His tongue works slow strokes from my entrance to my clit. As the pressure of his licking intensifies, I grab on to his white hair and arch back.
Only when I open my eyes do I remember I am surrounded by hundreds of singing aliens. For a mere moment I am ashamed—but that shame dies as my perfect alien mate sucks my clit into his eager mouth. I don’t close my eyes, but take the crowd in as a whole. No one in this room besides me finds this wrong. Everyone except me knew what rituals and rites would occur today at our wedding.
I should have asked more about the planet I will help rule.
At this moment, I decide to let the puritanical parts of Earth Opal die for good. I grab Ke’ain by his cheeks and pull his face toward mine. Within seconds, his big gray body completely eclipses my own.
“Forever?” I ask, as I reach my hand down to feel his rigid cock.
“Forever,” he agrees as he lets my hand guide him home.
As his massive length fills me, I feel no shame in the moan that leaves my lips. In fact, with each stroke, I get louder. The crowd matches my enthusiasm, their hum reaching a fever pitch.
The energy from their previously calm melody now fuels our love making. Ke’ain thrusts deeper yet as he slips his hand behind my neck. He pulls me forward as he stands and brings us both back into the water. His hand under my ass helps lift me as I slide up his cock. Gravity slams me back down as he fills me again. His hips are half in the water and between our fucking and his glorious sucker, the slurping and splashing noises are obscene. I love it.
The crowd raises their arms to the ceiling of the cavern, their voices becoming a chorus of staccato breathing and yelps. As their voices rise, the top of the cavern glows the same blue of the pools. I’m in awe as I watch the blue effervescent light spread.
Ke’ain’s pace becomes brutal. With every bounce, his sucker attaches and pops off my clit deliciously. The veiled priestess is speaking too fast and low for my translator chip to keep up. Honestly at that moment, not the crowd, not the priestess, not even the absolutely bonkers journey that brought me here, matters.
It’s just Ke’ain and me. His fingers dig into the meat of my ass and the skin at the back of my neck. He pulls me tightly into him, his breath becoming uneven.
“I’m going to come, I’m going to fill you so deeply, Opal.” His voice is muffled as he pushes his face into my neck.
“I’m so close, babe!” I pant as his sucker tugs at my clit.
I feel him grit his teeth, almost as if he’s determined to make me find my release before his own. Ke’ain moves his mouth to my breast and sucks the peak into his mouth. As his teeth graze my nipple and he bites down softly, it’s just enough to send me over the edge.
“You’re so perfect,” he mouths with eyes wide. The blue glow from the ceiling reflects and intensifies the color of his own eyes.
The crowd is almost screaming now—and the room is so brightly lit that I am forced to shut my eyes tightly.
