Alien's Bride 1-3 (18 page)

“Does he have any outlet for…his own, um, sexual energy?”

“Hor-Denay is a eunuch, my dear.”

I gasped.
 
He’s a what?
 
He doesn’t have a penis?
 
Seriously? Or wait…do they just cut off the nuts or the whole thing?
 
  

Elentinus continued to lead me to our bed.
 
“He gave up his manhood in order to have the honor of serving me.”

I put my face in my hand.
 
“Oh my God.”

“Do you understand him a little better now?”

I was still stunned.
 
“Yes, I…wow.
 
I had no idea.”

Elentinus caressed my hair with both hands, ending his stroke behind my nape.
 
I realized he was undoing my dress.

“You will try to acquiesce more with him, won’t you?”
 
Elentinus’ voice had gone soft.
 
“He’s been with me since I served on Dornovonia.
 
The bond between master and servant is extremely powerful among the Dak-Hiliah.”

I nodded.
 
“If he loves you that much…to go to such an extreme to serve you…then I have to give him my respect.”
 
I looked up into Elentinus eyes.
 
“We both want you to be happy.”

As if on cue, my dress dropped off me.
 
I kept my gaze focused on him with my lips parted.

Elentinus got a wild look in his eyes.
 
He traced his fingers down my throat to the swell of my breasts, and hooked his strong hand into the top of my bra.
 
He tore it open in one swift violent move.
 
The shredded fabric shrank toward my back to reveal both my breasts at once.

“Eek!”
 

I balled my fists below my chin in a paltry attempt to cover myself.
 
He tried to grab my wrists, so I scrambled away from him...onto the bed.
 
Where I would be safe.

Alas, no.
 
He threw off his tunic and crawled onto the bed to pursue me.
 
I was trapped in a sexy pose against his headboard.
  

All joking aside, I truly did feel ready for this.
 
I trusted him, and I reveled in how passionate he could be.
 
That passion had come through the first time despite my being drugged.
 
I wanted to see it now, in full force, without the filter.
          

As he crawled nearer he ran a hand up my calf and kissed my ankle.
 
His other hand plucked off my shoes.
 
He opened my legs to trail buttery kisses up my inner thigh.
 
I squeezed my eyes closed.
 
Elentinus knew how to get me tingly all over even without the drug.
 
My flesh quivered under his soft lips.
     

 
He made sure both inner thighs were treated to his butterfly wing kisses, and then focused his mouth on my ticklish stomach while getting his pants off.
 
I was determined to get a good look at his cock, but the angle we were in didn’t allow it.
 
He threw his pants off the bed and grabbed the waistband of my panties.
 
He pulled them off me with his customary skill, lifting my backside off the bed to yank them down my legs with one hand.
 

I lay still a few moments so he could get a good look at me.
 
His hand went for my groin, but I clutched it and drew him up to my face.
 
He dove against me to give me the kisses I was after.
 
His hands searched all over my body, my shoulders, my breasts, while his tongue teased my own between our lips.
 
I didn’t want the exquisite make-out session to end.
 
I clung to him and threaded my fingers through his hair.
 
Elentinus pulled me into an even tighter embrace.
 
His mouth felt hot and eager.
 
He was kissing me with what felt like animalistic abandon.
 
This is what I wanted to see, the way his moves would become urgent.

He finally broke away to focus on my breasts.
 
His fingers squeezed and plucked at one nipple while he sucked and licked the other.
 
Then he switched until both nipples were wet and swollen.
 
I took a deep shuddering breath.
 
Elentinus was already driving me crazy.
 
When he reached down to pry two fingers into my slit I know he felt wetness.
 

I bit my bottom lip.
 
Elentinus was continuing his assault on my nipples while his fingers rubbed up and down my labia.
 
He spread his fingers around my clit, encircled it, and pressed inward against the sides.
 
I kicked my heel into the mattress.
 
The stab of pleasure made my hole clench.
 
His thumb came up to rub right against that wet knot of nerve endings.
 
He teased the spot for two arduous seconds and then relented.
 
Any longer and I would have squirmed away.
 
My clitoris felt like it was pulsating now.

I started gasping.
 
Elentinus was able to take control of my body so easily.
 
I was completely under the power of those skilled fingers.
 
He braced his palm against my pubic area and started digging into me with all four fingers.
 
The outer two dug into the muscular wall surrounding my hole, his index finger and ring finger curled inside me.
 
 
He seemed to know just where my g-spot was.
 
The hard massage was compressing the roof of my hole and ravishing the tingly area around it with powerful pressure.
 
When his thumb reached down to touch my clit again my whole stomach jolted.
 
He had me throbbing deep inside.
 
His thumb tickled my puckered out clit with fast wriggling.
 
After several minutes of the torture I couldn’t hold back.
   
My shoulders arched up off the bed, making him release my nipple from his mouth, and I orgasmed into his hand.

Elentinus started jabbing his fingers up into me, amplifying my powerful spasms.
 
His thumb tweaked me with lightning shocks of sensation.
 
I kept coming for him in powerful waves.
 
My stomach muscles clenched and I grimaced with my eyes squeezed closed.
 

“Ah!
 
Oh my God!”
 
I didn’t know how much more I could take.

Elentinus withdrew his hand.
 
I collapsed back and tried to catch my breath.
 
He climbed on top of me to give me gentle kisses as I recovered.
 

I felt his cock come up against my hole.
 
My eyes opened.
 
Elentinus hadn’t moved his hips or positioned it there—it just moved on its own.
 

“How did you do that?”

I reached down and grabbed it.
 

Elentinus jolted.
 
“Ah!
 
Maritza!”

I covered my mouth with my free hand.
 
“I’m sorry.”

“I’m not.”

He leered at me.
 
His tongue poked out of the corner of his mouth to lick his lips sensually.
 

I fluttered my eyelashes.
 
With that permission I used both hands to grope the huge organ.
 
Elentinus stayed still with his lips parted and his eyes rolled back in his head.
 
His cock had bulbous ridges and a big round ball at the head.
 
When I touched the cap I felt something weird.
 

“I…I can’t see it.”

I shoved him off me.
 
Elentinus rolled onto his back and allowed me to straddle him just below his crotch.
 
I was taking control, but Elentinus had this lustful, devious look on his face that told me he liked it.
 

There was sufficient light for me to make a thorough examination.
  
His shaft was the length of my forearm and was three times as dark as the rest of his bluish flesh.
 
There were the uniform lumps spanning the length.
 
I poked the swell of one of the smooth lumps and found it had almost no give.
 
The whole organ was like flexible plastic wrapped in skin.
 
The only squishy part was the vein, which was the diameter of a permanent marker and went all the way down the anterior side of the shaft.
 
I pressed my finger into it where it started below the head, and traced all the way down to the base.
 
Elentinus flinched and made hisses that sounded like he was juggling hot coals.
 

At the base of his cock was a smooth mound.
 
I thought he had a single testicle for a moment, but then I realized there were swollen bags of flesh attached to his inner thighs.
 
I touched them with both hands and Elentinus moaned.
 
They felt hotter the rest of his muscular legs.

“Are these your—?”

“Yes,” he said while gasping.

No wonder he could come so long.
 
They were huge compared to a human’s testicles.
 
I fondled them to try to see how deep they went into his legs.
 

“Ahhhh!”
 

Elentinus squeezed the blankets in his fists.
 
I became mad with power and began a full-on massage.
 
His cock started lurching in the weirdest way.
 
It moved like it was a whip someone was cracking in slow motion.
 
I became mesmerized by the flexible thing.
 
Then I heard Elentinus’ teeth chattering.
 

My eyes widened.
 
How cute!
 

A tremor would wrack his chest and then seem to possess his jaw.
 
He hissed and chattered his teeth in fast desperate bouts as the waves of ecstasy apparently traversed up through him.
 

I continued the steady torment to see how long he could take it.
 
After several minutes I noticed his cock was moving slower, but jerking harder.
 
When he stiffened the shaft in an S position for several seconds I got worried he was about to come and removed my hands.
 
His cock straightened out again.
 
Elentinus’ chest heaved with fast gasps on the bed.

I grasped his shaft with both my hands.
 
“How do you move it like that?”

“Like…what?”

I tried to reposition it back the way it was but it was too stiff to curl.
 
I grunted and strained with all my might.

“Ngh!”
 

He tilted his chin back and grimaced.
 
I slackened my grip fearing I’d hurt him.
 

Elentinus looked at me with a lascivious smile.
 
“Like this?”

His shaft curved back into the S position.
 
I stared in awe.
 
This time I grabbed it in two different places to try and straighten it out again.
 
The damn thing wouldn’t budge—but Elentinus grunted in approval at my effort.

“You…you’re so wanton, Maritza.”

“I’m just trying to figure it out.”
 
I felt myself blush hard.
 
“Human men can’t bend their things like that.”

He made it undulate like it had before.
 
I grabbed it again to try and hold it still.
 
Elentinus shook my hands off by flopping it around like a fish.