Alien Fae Mate (5 page)

T
itan’s breath
across my neck followed the press of his cock on my wet pussy. As his body folded over mine, my nipples hardened, and my pussy ached. It pulsed painfully, and I needed him to make it better. “I hurt,” I said, my voice deliberately whiny and needy. I pouted with my bottom lip too.

“You don’t listen to me. I’m your boss,” he said at my neck. I tilted my head to the side to give him better access. “You must listen to me and stay here at the office.” As he said it, he stuck his tongue out and licked my skin. I shivered. Something cold crawled over my skin. Tiny freezing needle pokes, small frostbites traveled from my neck down my back and legs. It wasn’t exactly pleasant since it prickled, and seconds later, it left.

“No,” I said. “Give it back to me.”

He bit my neck. My knees went weak, and I moaned, tried to rub myself on his jeans. “I’m going back. I want to work from your room,” I rambled on. “I can’t change my workplace on your whim. It disturbs my workflow, and I can’t think straight. I have to work from the same place at the same time. I’m used to it, don’t change it now.”

His teeth left my neck, but he kept licking my skin, one hand trailing down my back. “You want to be in my quarters.”

“I do,” I said, breathless. “Don’t you want me to?” His warm palm roamed over both my ass cheeks, and he scraped my skin with his claw. I gasped. The clawed finger trailed over my asshole, past my pussy to my clit, where it pressed against my swollen bud.

“I’m gonna suck it,” he said and tickled my clit with the tip of his claw.

I didn’t dare move or talk when he was like this. I stayed quiet and let him work his thing. What would he do? The black claw was sharp and could cut my skin, my clit. It could cut and make me bleed. I didn’t care.

Something hit my ass. “Oh!” I yelped and snapped my head back.

He held my work ruler with one hand and bent it with the tip of the other hand’s finger. He aimed for my ass again and released. It snapped.

“Oh!” I yelped again. “That hurts.” An angry welt rose over my skin.

He smiled and snapped the ruler again.

He intended to punish me. Had I known this was the way he disciplined, I would have misbehaved three years ago when I first started working for him. Hallelujah, he’d give in to his mating instinct.

S
nap
!

T
hat was
four times on the same place, so I said, “Maybe try the other cheek? Or maybe rub this one a little.” I tried to move my hands to my ass, but the restraints held firm. I huffed out a breath and begged mercy with my eyes. When that didn’t work and a wicked grin spread over his lips, I pouted, even did the sad-puppy face.

“It would do you lots of good”—he snapped the ruler—“to stay quiet.”

S
nap
!

I
froze
when his finger probed my pussy. It glided inside with ease, and he pumped. “You’re dripping wet.” My walls clenched his finger for dear life, and I tried pushing back for more. He probed in and out as I pushed back, seeking heat, seeking pleasure. I moaned, thankful for how this day had turned out. He finger-fucked me, and I closed my eyes, let myself feel it, let myself imagine his big cock inside me. How would he feel inside me?

S
nap
!

M
y eyes opened
. He’d stopped my daydreaming. “Please, I’ll be good and stay here. It’s a nice office—”

S
nap
!

“
D
idn’t
I tell you to be quiet?”

“I was just saying how nice—”

“Pick a number.”
Snap!
“Between one and thirty.”
Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap!

“One!” I shouted, my ass red and hot. I wasn’t sure if I enjoyed this, but I knew I was wet even if my brain didn’t register the arousal. He enjoyed it, and judging by the chuckling behind me, he was having fun.

“You sure about one?” he asked.

“Yes! Oh please, not more. One more, one more, and no more.”

“One hundred it is.”

“What?”

He swung the ruler. “A joke. Ten.”
Snap!

“Ahhhh!” I screamed at the top of my lungs.

M
y pretty girl
didn’t know where to put her red ass, not that she had much room to wiggle. When I finished with the ruler, I continued with my hand. Was I angry with her? Hell no. I liked this. I liked her tears, her begging, her wiggling, her little moans I’d soon have to quiet with my tongue. Not yet, though.

I pulled back my claws, then stuck two fingers inside her. I flicked them. With my other hand, I rubbed over her red ass while she whimpered. Smooth, hot skin under my palm, and I didn’t even dare to look at her little back hole. Fuck, I wanted her, figuring a slap and a tickle would sate my instinct for a while, calm my shit, make it easier to hold back and get through this mating season. If I continued without her, I’d go insane.

Rain’s scent filled me. It was everywhere. In my lungs, my throat, my head. I had to taste her. Just a small taste. Or so I told myself, and stuck my two pussy-coated fingers into my mouth. “Mmmmm,” I moaned like my best buddy had moaned the first time we’d seen a female’s tit back some hundred years ago. Fae didn’t age after thirty. “Oh baby, you taste so good.”

She mumbled something into the mattress. Rain had checked out and let me do anything. I liked that far too much. She was perfect for me. If only I wasn’t a Titan. Any other fae could mate a human without a second thought. In my case, the wraiths would come and take her soul. I didn’t want them to touch her. I shook my head when I imagined her body wriggling under me in the throes of our mating and bent at the waist to see her sweet, wet pussy.

Clear wet arousal coated it everywhere, and if I didn’t lick, it would drip on the floor. My girl was hot and filthy. I breathed her in. The scent of her want hit the back of my throat, and I swallowed, wondering if I should be doing this. Fuck it. I stuck my tongue out and swiped her slit from the tip of her clit to her asshole. Her pussy wanted to swallow my tongue when I jabbed her with it, but I still couldn’t get enough. I knelt behind her and spread her ass cheeks, then dived right in with a grunt.

She kept mumbling, but I couldn’t hear anything with the pressure in my ears.
Snaga
wanted to burst out of me and explode in the room. If I couldn’t keep myself in check, the wraiths would come. The wraiths couldn’t see, but they sensed my death
snaga
, and if I wasn’t careful, they’d sense my human mate. I commanded them and could summon them at will, and when the
snaga
inside me rose, they’d know where to find us.

I sweated to keep my
snaga
in check and dug my fingers into her ass. When she whimpered, I realized maybe I’d hurt her. I kissed her sensitive bud to make it better and sucked it into my mouth. Between my teeth, her bud was soft, and I flicked it. Unbuttoning my jeans, I took my cock out and stroked.

“Titan, please make it stop hurting.”

“I will,” I said.

“It hurts for you, I hurt for you, give it to me. Please give it to me.”

I placed a kiss over her little back hole and wiped her pussy juice with the back of my hand. “All right,” I said. “I don’t like you hurting.” I didn’t like blue balls either, and mine would be motherfuckin’ purple for the next week if I didn’t dip into this sweet pussy. I released her from the restraints and rubbed her wrists, taking them both into one of my hands. I pressed her wrists at the small of her back, so I had a free hand to reach between us and grab my cock. I put it at her entrance and kissed the corner of her mouth.

Rain’s eyes were open to half-mast. Hot and aroused, she practically melted under me. Her body relaxed and trusting, she let me do whatever I wanted. Mother of the Fae, I loved that about her. “You’re…” I swallowed the rest. I couldn’t tell her how perfect she was when I knew I couldn’t give her what she wanted. But I could give her some loving, and maybe she’d settle down for the next two days. Maybe we’d both settle.

I jerked my hips forward.

My cock slid inside.

I closed my eyes as I closed the distance to the hilt while Rain held her breath. She released it, and I caught it inside my mouth. It was sweet and lovely and perfect, and I wanted to keep her under me like this forever with her pussy walls closing tightly around my cock.

Jeans around my ankles, I jerked my hips and kept close to her, kept kissing her cheek, the corner of her mouth, and her neck where I bit down. She let me fuck her like a dog with quick thrusts. Her pussy fluttered around me, and I fucked her faster. When I couldn’t get enough, I leaned back so I could see my cock sliding in and out. Then I bent my knees and thrust. She lifted a leg and placed it on top of the bed.

“Yeah,” I uttered when she opened up for me. I rubbed her clit and pinched. “How is it, baby? Is it better?”

“It’s big, Titan, too big for my little.”

I groaned. I was gonna split her open. I moved my hips in short, fast thrusts, rutting on top of her, and when her moans rose and she started screaming, I pinched her clit again. “Come.”

She shattered all over my cock and went deliciously limp. A well-worn-out girl. I didn’t stop, I couldn’t; I had to get off. It’d keep me in check. I took my cock and jerked off the rest. If I could do this, keep the wraiths away from her, keep her from responding to my mating call, I’d keep her with me. Two days until it was over.

T
itan’s cum
trailed down my back. I grabbed paper towels from the stand attached to the bed and started wiping. His hand closed over mine and helped clean me up. I wiggled my dress over my bare ass and felt every minute thread of the soft fabric brush over my sore behind. My knees shook. I couldn’t sit, and I couldn’t walk. The wig that got me this far with Titan threatened to fall off the table. A royal mess. I reached and fixed the wig back on my head making sure all my unruly curls fit under the cap. Then, I turned around…and didn’t know what to say. My heart still thudded in my ears. I had sex with my boss. Finally. I smiled.

Titan barked laughter. He didn’t wear a shirt, and his biceps played havoc with my feelings when they flexed to close the top button of his jeans. As he brought his eyes to mine and his hands rested on either side of the bed, effectively caging me between them, I leaned my ass on the edge of the bed and kissed his jaw. He shaved every morning, and he smelled of his wild forest soap along with a scent that was his alone. I slid my palms over his biceps, his forearms, and his chest, then back up and around his neck. I intertwined my fingers behind his neck and met his lips with mine. The best part about all this? He let me.

I wanted to do cartwheels. My heart certainly wheeled; the butterflies in my stomach didn’t stop fluttering. Euphoria, I thought, the feeling of extreme happiness.

“How do you like your office?” he asked and kissed my neck.

“I love it.”

“Are you gonna stay in your office?”

“Yes, Titan.”

“And you’ll behave yourself, not try to move tables, sic evil pets on me, and, most importantly, not challenge me in front of my people.”

“Yes, Titan.”

He lifted his head. “Those yeses are coming all too easy. I’m becoming suspicious.”

I shrugged. “Need a new desk and some fae to butcher at the groin area. Yes, Titan?” I asked.

“Titan isn’t my name.”

My eyes widened. “It’s not? I thought it was a titled name, same as saying the King of Fae.”

“Titan
is
a title. I am the Titan of the Dark Fae.” He shuddered. “The King of Fae killed my father before I killed him, so Titan is what we’re left with.”

In all the years I’d worked for him, I’d never had a chance to ask. He was into his morning ritual, and I respected it, didn’t pry into his people’s secrets. “How did you get here? What happened with your people?”

“We raised the dead, and the dead get really pissed off when you disturb their resting peace to bring them back so they can help fight your wars. We call the dead fae wraiths. In any case, my father, also a Titan, called an entire army of wraiths to help him defeat the King, who also wanted to raise the same dead army. Once the army awoke, and because the King and Titan shouted different orders at them, the wraiths turned on the living. When the fae females died of sorrow over their dead mates, and when the Queen followed her son into the grave, the King of Fae killed my father, and I killed him in turn.” He searched the wall behind me and rested his chin on top of my head. “So I was left alone at fourteen. I couldn’t control the entire army of them,” he whispered, “not even with all my best warriors, not even with all my…
snaga
.”

“It’s a power, then. Antimatter we’ve not even tapped into yet,” I said, more to myself than him. The blue neon lights, the ships they’d let the humans use to travel, the doors, the floors, and even my desk all ran on this
snaga
. I rushed to ask before he stopped talking and refused me this honor. “What happened?”

“The wraiths took the living. What was left of us boarded our battleships and left.”

“And how did you find us here?”

“We left home and traveled for several decades of your time. Hopped from one place to another to touch ground.” He took my face between his hands. “Our
snaga
isn’t sustainable without ground, and we’d been on Earth before in brief jumps.”

He trusted me. He’d told me a secret, his people’s weakness. “That’s why you have to touch ground and why you were interested in my projects. It’s not only for iron defense, it’s so you could sustain your people.”

He nodded. “We must have contact with living things, nature, trees, grass, whatever is alive, because we’re not.” He placed my hand over the middle of his chest. “We’re not wraiths, but we’re not really alive either.”

“You have blood flowing through your body. You are very much alive,” I said.

He pressed my palm so I could feel the silence behind it. No heartbeat.

I shrugged. “That’s just fae anatomy. It doesn’t mean you’re not alive.”

“We’re not alive like humans, but let’s say I agree.”

“Battleships are small,” I said. “How did you get this big ship?”

“It was passing the station where we’d docked, and when it took off, we followed it. We surrounded it, and when they surrendered, we boarded this vessel and guided it here. She’s made of wood held together by light fae
snaga
, and it sustains us for a while before we have to touch ground. We feed each other’s…power or magic, whatever you want to call it. Your assistant? The light fae out there”—he hooked his thumb over his shoulder—“it was their ship.”

I reared back. “They’re light fae? As in the light fae people? You call them pets. I even patted one, thinking it was a domestic animal from your planet. That’s not right.”

“Didn’t kill them all, did I?”

“Oh yes, you deserve a medal for sparing the weak, stealing their ship, calling them pets, and making them work for you. Are you paying them?”

He blinked, confused. “No.”

“Minimum wage applies in Earth’s space.”

I was messing with him. The look on his face was priceless. I didn’t think he ever thought about our labor laws, which applied to me or any other humans who worked up here. And that reminded me. “Would a Titan of the Dark Fae be so kind as to give me a new desk?”

“He might, if you promise not to break it.”

“I didn’t break the desk, you kicked it.”

“That’s not what I remember. I recall you broke the desk, and I’ll have to take that out of your next paycheck. Labor laws of the Fae.”

“Everyone saw you kick it, and there’re no Fae labor laws.”

“A joke,” he said. “I’m practicing humor.”

I swatted his shoulder. “You wanna get lunch later?” I said. “Together? Maybe at the main—”

“We’re not mated,” he said.

It stung. It stung more because he didn’t add the “yet” part.

My hurt must’ve shown, because he explained. “I can’t have you running circles around my males in your little dress with your bare pussy and no knickers. It’ll drive me mad. Knickers. Right. Another thing. Wear them.”

“All guys love girls without panties.”

Titan narrowed his eyes. “And you know this how?”

“It’s a universal truth.”

He thought it over, then shook his head. “That’s not what I’d read. The universal truth is ‘a single man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a wife.’”

“I didn’t know you read romance novels.”

“Are there any other kind of novels?” He chuckled. “Lemme tell you a Titan truth. An hour ago, you were a virgin,” he declared.

“Yes, of course,” I confirmed. In his possessive dream world, I thought. I loved being a part of that world.

“And, baby?”

“Hm?”

“I’m not a guy. I’m Nilan, the last Titan of the Dark Fae.”