“Yes, Daegan.” She shot me a half smile that hinted at trouble. I doubted she’d obey, but I’d be happy to punish her for failing my command.
With her hands bound above her head, the position thrust her breasts upward. Perfect for my intentions. Setting a leisurely pace, I let my tongue glide along the sides of her breasts, then over the slopes and around the bottoms. Every pass, I moved a fraction inward, until she was panting and moaning. I circled the outer edge of her nipple, not yet touching the taut peak in the center, when her hands landed in my hair.
“What did I say about your hands, my Truxoria?” I smiled against her breast.
She snorted and placed them above her head once more.
“Good girl.” Her answering sigh at my words earned her a reward. I drew one breast into my mouth, using my tongue to flick her tit as I sucked. I let the sensations build, then vibrated my tongue against her. Her hips bucked, and I did the same to the other breast.
Her hands landed in my hair again.
“You’d defy me?” I lifted my head, her fingers tightening with the motion. Brows lowering and eyes narrowing, she deliberately yanked my hair. That was all the response I needed. I rose and flipped her onto her stomach.
“What the—” She clawed at the moss to gain purchase, but I gave her no quarter. Grasping her hips, I pulled her up onto her knees. Then, I pushed between her shoulder blades to put her chest on the ground. I kept her ass in the air and held her in place with one arm around her waist. I used my free hand to slap the golden cheeks of her pert ass.
“Fuck!” she cried out at the first slap, wriggling her hips.
I used the same hand to drive two fingers into her pussy. With her arousal coating me, I brought them free and showed them to her. “You like this.”
She shook her head vigorously side to side.
I slapped her left cheek. “You enjoy being punished.”
“No.” She shot me a petulant frown over her shoulder, but she wasn’t trying to get away either.
“Tell me to stop then.” I slapped her right cheek. It shifted to a darker golden hue.
Her silence spoke volumes.
“Say it, Elena.” Spanking her again on each cheek, I dared her to argue. She huffed and bit her lip. Her head shook again. I turned her face to me and grabbed my cock. “If you want this, then tell me the truth.”
She rolled her eyes. “Fine, I like it. Okay?”
I covered her body, her back to my chest, and let my cock glide over her pussy lips. Then, I brought my mouth to her ear and growled. “That’s my little female. She likes to be bad, likes to be punished.”
Elena moaned. “Yes.”
“And does she want this?” I let the tip of my cock brush her clit.
“Stars, yes!” She pushed back against me.
I pulled her ass tight to me, so she couldn’t move. “Prove it then, my mate.”
“What?” Rising on her hand and knees, she stared at me. “How?”
A smirk rose to my lips unbidden, but I couldn’t wipe it from my face. I wanted to see my Elena a puddle of quivering need. Then, and only then, would I give her everything she desired. But first, she had to show me. I released her and sat back on my haunches. I didn’t answer. I simply stared at her like a predator awaiting the right click to pounce on his prey.
And then, she would be mine.
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ELENA
My infuriating alien crouched, watching me as intently as an animal ready to strike. But he didn’t! And stars above, I wanted him to. Yet, he kept vigilant, awaiting my move. I had no idea what he wanted. Granted, I didn’t mind being the aggressor in bed, and I liked switching things up with role play and out of the box scenarios. My natural tendency though was to brat. Okay, so maybe I wasn’t full on one, but as I used my humor in tense situations, I liked to prod and tease in the bedroom, or in the cavern. Wherever.
Crawling toward him, I shook my head to set my hair about my shoulders. His cock thickened more with my movements. Similar to a human man’s equipment, it had a broad mushroom-shaped head with a long shaft that widened at the base. Yet, the part above it was nothing like what I knew. I studied it, trying to figure out what it was for. It appeared a bit like a sex toy, the curve of it a smaller knob-shaped extra cock. As I came closer, he caught me looking.
“It’s my crux,” he said, stroking it in tandem with his cock. “And it’ll stimulate you when we mate.”
