Alien's Bride Book Three (12 page)

The title was:
 
‘The Galaxy’s Greatest Traitor.’

I groaned.
 
Either the Aquars or one of their allies had decided to write a hate piece on me.
 
They were quoting facts from the first article we read, but painting me, Elentinus, and the entire Dak-Hiliah Empire as villians.
 
I was the worst of them all because I’d sold-out my home world.
 
Elentinus clicked off the tablet before I could read the whole thing.

“They’re petty, vindictive little worms,” Elentinus said.
 
“All the Alliance worlds agreed to respect our surrender agreement.
 
They happily fail to mention they violated this.”
 

“I saved their asses.”

Elentinus laughed.
 
“That you did.”
 
He glanced at Whore.
 
“Anything else?”

“Just Inga, master.
 
How soon before we can get rid of her?”

“Yeah,” I said.
 
“I want it to go back to just the three of us.”

Elentinus mussed my hair and then leaned back to yawn.
 
“I’ll call the colony later today.”
      

“You’re not going to give Nayjoor a replacement bride from there, are you?” I said.

“No.
 
He lost the privilege of having a wife.”

I snuggled against him.
 
“Good.”

Whore rose with a cunning look on his face.
 
“I’ll leave you two alone.”

Elentinus winked at him.
 
I laughed.

Physically, I still felt beaten up by everything that happened.
 
Mentally, I was deeply embedded in my happy place:
 
safe with Elentinus.
 
Yes, I was a traitor to Earth.
 
That would be my cross to bear now, no matter what my reasons were.
 
Yes, my husband was the king of an evil alien race.
 
People from the outside could see it as black and white as that.
 
I was in the thick of it, deep in the grey area.
 
Every time I questioned whether I was allowed to love someone like Elentinus, he proved he was good and he was worthy.
 
This was never going to be an ideal situation.
 
At least I was able to nudge things in the right direction at my husband’s side.

This was where I belonged.
 

E * P * I * L * O * G * U * E

I put my hand against the gestation tube and squinted.
 
“It doesn’t look much bigger.”

Elentinus gave me a dubious look.
 
“Of course not.
 
It’s only been fourteen days.”

I pouted.
 
“Oh.”

He put his arm around me and led me out of the infirmary.
 
“Speaking of which, you should be ovulating again any time now.”

I glanced at him just in time to catch a lascivious little brow lift.
 

“Ah, geez.”
 

He put a hand on my butt to push me down the corridor to the elevator.
 
I’d been trying to get him to hold out longer between sex sessions.
 
For a while I managed to cut down to every other day.
 
Yesterday was my first try to get him to wait two days.
 
I guess I was pushing it.

He threw me on the bed, ripped open my dress, and then ripped open my bra.

“Let’s get wild.”
 
Elentinus licked his lips.

I looked up at him past my exposed boobs.
 
“How do I even have any clothes left?”

He ripped my dress the rest of the way off and yanked off the girdle panties.
 
“The Tailors make you more.”
 
He tossed my shredded clothes off the bed.

“Tailors?”
 
I said as he stripped rapidly.
 
“More robots?”

He grabbed my breasts and gave a wet kiss to one nipple.
 
“We have robots for everything.”
 
He lavished my other breast with the same hot kiss.

Apparently two days was long for me, also.
 
I was already getting a stagger to my breath.
 

“There was something…something I meant to ask you a long time ago.”

Elentinus spread buttery kisses over my torso.
 
I knew his hand was going to dive for the prize soon.
 
The anticipation made my legs squirm.

“Whore said if you named a Domestic they’ll want to have sex with you.”

He lifted his head up suddenly.
 
There was a scary gleam in his eyes followed by a slow-forming grin.

“It sounds like you’re ready for something new.”

I sat up with my jaw dropped.
 
“We’re not having a 3-way with Kang!”

I heard the whir of tires rolling outside our curtain.
 
Uh-oh.
 
I shouldn’t have shouted his name.
 

“Mistress?” Kang said

“Nothing, Kang!”

“Just a moment, Kang,” Elentinus said.

I went to punch him, but he grabbed my wrist.
 

He leaned close to whisper against my lips.
 
“When you name a Domestic and constantly interact with them you expand their intellectual capabilities.
 
They’ll want to serve you in every possible way.”

I was aghast.
 
“Not.
 
Kang.”

I heard another whir.
 
Kang rolled up right next to me just outside the curtain.

“Why not, mistress?”

I scrambled away from him.
 
“Oh my God!”

Elentinus caught me around my middle.
 
I tried to wriggle free.
 
We wrestled a little while and then he pinned me underneath him.
 

“Relax.”

“No robot sex!”

He gave me a deep wet kiss.
 
Our tongues slid together briefly.
 
He pulled back with a final moist peck.
 

“Trust me.”

“Ugh.”
 
I puffed out my breath and ceased resistance.
 

After the whole episode with Inga, he’d dropped hints he was hurt I hadn’t trusted him enough to tell him about the Aquars earlier.
 
He knew I regretted keeping secrets from him, so he never confronted me.
 
Trust remained a sore spot for us.
 
The phrase became his trump card.
 
Once he said it I had to give in.

Elentinus rubbed his hands over my breasts.
 
He teased my nipples with his forefingers until even the areolas got wrinkled and perked.
 
My breathing grew deeper.
 
He climbed off me to sit with his back against a pillow.
 
I was drawn into his lap with my back against him and legs open.
 
His cock pushed between my legs, against my damp slit, and rubbed up and down.
 
I closed my eyes to focus on the smooth organ mashing my clit.
 
In a short while his cock gleamed with my wetness.

“Kang,” Elentinus said softly.

My eyes opened and I tensed.

“Stay outside the curtain.
 
Stick your appendages up underneath it.”

Appendages!

“What would you like first, master?”

Was he talking slower than usual?

“Your choice.”

I heard a metal creak and then the whirring of a little motor.
 
A long tentacle covered in metal rings snaked under the curtain and onto the bed.
 
The solid tube was the diameter of my wrist, but was tipped with something barely the width of my index finger.
 
It looked like a long rubber feather.
 
Elentinus grasped it right below the attachment.

“Lovely.
 
An anal tickler.”

My eyes widened.
 
“Oh my God, Elentinus.”

His fist clutched all my hair at the nape.
 
He pulled so my face tipped back to look at him.

“’Elentinus’ is it?”

I met his severe gaze with a disrespectful sneer.

“Yeah.
 
Elentinus.
 
Or how about Elen-dip-wad?”
 

He threw me over his lap and gave me the vigorous spanking I was after.
 
His strikes weren’t full strength.
 
I’d get red, but never bruised.
 
He hit just hard enough to leave tingly heat over both swells of flesh.
 
The slaps made my toes curl and hole clench.
 
I loved the thrill of being completely in his power.
 
Elentinus’ erotic dominance was something I’d never grow tired of.
 

Once I’d been sufficiently disciplined he rubbed both sensitized cheeks.
 
My eyes rolled back in ecstasy.
 
It was like the spanking had brought all my endorphins to the surface of my skin and now he rubbed them free.
 
The massage gave me rapturous shivers and a heat in my stomach.
 
He reached under to rub the bisected mound between my legs.
 
I hissed and my shoulders jolted.

“Lubricant,” Elentinus said.

A thick warm liquid dripped out of the tube onto my ass.
 
I tensed up with anticipation.
 
Just as I expected, Elentinus started rubbing the lube against my tender asshole.
 
I kicked the bed with both feet.
 
My tingly hole sent shocks of ecstasy through my whole pelvis.
 
The nerves there were so alert after a spanking.
 
My nipples felt hard as rocks and my clitoris was twinging.
 
I had to grasp the blankets with both fists to keep from wriggling free.

He worked his finger inside of me, something he’d done enough times before for there to be very little pain.
 
This just amplified the ticklish pleasure.
 
My face contorted.

“Ahh!”

“Turn it on, Kang.”

My eyes widened at the sound of buzzing.
 
I looked back and saw that the anal tickler thing was vibrating so fast it was a grey blur.
 
Elentinus pulled his finger out of me and I gasped.
 
I clung to the mattress with all my strength to brace myself.

It buzzed against the wrinkled opening of my hole first.
 
My face contorted once again.
 
I felt like my nerve endings were getting overloaded.
 
I couldn’t resist clenching all my muscles.

Elentinus still managed to push the oiled thing inside me.

“Ahhh!
 
Uh!”

I started kicking the bed again.
 
The vibrations were tickling all my neither regions.
 
I felt a droplet escape my slit.
 
The pleasure riot was way too intense.
 
I tried to roll free, but Elentinus clutched my hip.
 
He drew the toy in and out of me for half a minute, mashing it against every delicate nerve ending.