Mated to the Alien King: The Complete Series: A BBW SciFi Alien Romance (Captured by the Alien King Book 12) (2 page)

Thinking about his body beneath his clothes gave me another shiver. The good kind. One that sent a tingle straight to my core. He made a frustrated sound and ran his hand through his black hair. I attempted to rein in my runaway libido. I tried to avoid thinking about what I was wearing (or rather, not wearing) under my respectable looking dress.

I admired Dar's intelligence, even though it made me feel inferior sometimes. I was also amazed at his ability to lead. I was seeing a different side of him now that he was back in his role as king. When we had been escaping the terrorists together, we had been partners, and he used my skills to save us on Dobu. Then once we were back on Susohn, he was his mother's son and then we had been prisoners together at the mercy of her crazy scheme to break us up.

Now that we were out of hot water and he had put back on his crown, I was seeing a side of him that I hadn't seen before. He was very, very smart, a good decision maker. He was charismatic, easily persuading others to do what he wanted them to. But he listened too, to Jared and Mana, and me.

He closed his eyes and rubbed his temples. When he opened his eyes, they fell on me. I gave him a little half-smile, and his face lit up.

Oh dear. I so loved this guy.

"What do you think, Kenna?" he said.

Uh oh. I hadn't been paying attention at all. I licked my lips nervously.

"Um, well, about what?"

Mana rolled her eyes and flopped into a chair. Jared laughed. Dar frowned a little bit.

"Weren't you listening?"

I felt my cheeks get red as if I had been caught daydreaming in school.

"Um, no. Well, it was a bit over my head," I said, honestly — feeling even more embarrassed. "Can you just tell me what you wanted my opinion on?"

"Of course. Sure." Dar was looking at me, with a troubled expression on his face.

"Dar?"

"What?"

"What did you want my opinion on?"

"We were thinking about sending a small team through the wormhole."

"Into God knows what? That's a suicide mission," I said, appalled that they were even considering it.

"Exactly," Mana said, giving Jared a look.

"I wouldn't care," Jared said, without a trace of his usual charm. "Sounds like the perfect mission for me."

DAR

Was Jared willing to volunteer for a suicide mission?

"Jared," Mana said, apparently upset at his words. "Don't talk like that."

Jared's eyes looked dead, and he stared at the floor as if he didn't care whether he lived or died. That's when I realized that we were wrong about him getting over his girlfriend's death. He had been acting for our benefit, playing the part of the happy guy. Maybe sometimes he did forget for a moment, but inside he was still hurt and grieving. I sighed deeply.

Kenna looked sad.

"You're outnumbered, Jared," I said. "And my decision is that we shall not begin such a mission unless there is no other choice. We need you here too much. Whether or not you value your life right now isn't important. We will value it for you until you can once again appreciate the miracle that you are."

It is ingrained in Susohnnan culture to treasure life in all its forms above all else.

Jared looked at me for a long moment. Then his eyes looked bright, and he turned away, trying to control his emotions.

"For now, we wait."

"Wait?" Kenna said, wrinkling her nose in distaste.

"Wait. There is nothing else to do. We need information. Perhaps they will strike again and then we will know what we are up against."

Either that or we would be dead too.

"Dar." It was Kenna, running to catch up to me after our meeting adjourned. "Dar."

I slowed down but didn't stop. I had much to do. There were samples to analyze. I needed to do another brainstorm myself to see if I could come up with any more ideas of how to prepare for what might come through the wormhole.

My mind went on making a mental list of all the things I needed to do.

I also needed to talk to Earth's President Mahaar. She and I needed to figure out how to rebuild the space station as soon as possible.

We couldn't leave the wormhole without personnel. Someone would think we weren't taking care of our responsibilities and report us, which could jeopardize our status in the Union or lead to hefty fines. Neither of these outcomes was particularly appealing to me. It would certainly be bad news for her, as her planet was much less affluent.

"Dar," Kenna said again, more forcefully, waving her hand in front of my face.

"Yes, what, Kenna? I know we decided to wait, but I have many things to do."

"Don't talk to me like I'm one of your staff," she said, irritated.

"I'm sorry, but I'm very busy and I don't have time to chat right now," I said barely able to focus on her face as my mind kept thinking.

"I don't want to talk," she said, pushing me suddenly against the wall of the spacecraft and kissing me soundly. Her soft body was flush against mine, and I closed my eyes as she wrapped her arms around my neck.

My mind completely shut down as I got lost in the sensation.

When we came up for air a minute or two later, I gazed at her, my eyes unfocused. I couldn't remember what I had been in such a rush to do.

"You need a break," she whispered, pressing her hips towards mine, where I felt myself getting hard. I was starting to agree with her. Our quarters were on the other side of the vessel. I looked around. Across the hall and down a few doors was the med bay. I grabbed Kenna's hand and pulled her towards me.

I scanned my retina, and the door slid open silently. We stepped through, and I shut the door, locking it so that no one but me could get in. When I turned around, Kenna sat up on the examining table with her legs in the stirrups. Her dress dropped to her hips, and I saw that she wore absolutely nothing underneath. Thank God I hadn't known that during the meeting, or I wouldn't have been able to focus at all.

"Oh fuck," I said.

"Yes, please," she said, and I felt myself harden a little more. "Doctor, I've got an ache..."

She touched herself between her legs, licking her lips. I sucked in a breath.

"...just here. Maybe you can help me?"

How had I gotten lucky enough to find a female like her, I didn't know. But I was grateful that I had.

"Kenna," I breathed.

She unbuttoned the top of the dress, and I saw that her breasts were unfettered, too. She had definitely come prepared to seduce me today.

I loved it.

I walked over to the examining table and took one lush mound in each hand. She moaned and arched her back towards me. It had been a few days since we had made love and I guessed that she was feeling it just like me.

I massaged her soft breasts, tweaking the tight buds to make her gasp. I could smell her arousing scent because she already spread her legs. I wanted nothing more than to fuck her until I didn't know my name.

But that's not how we do things on Susohn.

"Do you want me, Kenna?"

"Yes, please, please, Dar. Soon. Now. I need you inside me."

I shook my head, walking around to where she exposed herself to me. She breathed heavily as I sat down on the stool.

"I think you need a little examination — a close examination."

I could see her swallowing and closing her eyes. Her legs were trembling in anticipation, and I inhaled her female smell that made me breathe a little heavier myself. I spread her lower lips until she was completely open for me, and I heard her panting as she waited for my touch.

KENNA

Oh my fucking God.

What was I doing, I wondered as I spread my legs and slid them into the stirrups, letting my dress drop to my hips.

I was vulnerable and open for him, and it was making me hot. When he turned around, I saw his eyes darken. And in his already bulging pants, his hardness jumped as if his shaft couldn't wait to penetrate me.

I breathed in short, harsh gasps as I begged him to fuck me. But instead, he walked around and sat down on the stool between my legs. He bent his face towards me, and I felt him spread me open. At the first touch of his tongue on my clit, my hips bucked up. His large hands brought me back down and pinned my butt to the examination table as he got busy.

I twisted and writhed beneath him as he slowly brought me towards my climax.

"Dar," I whispered, threading my fingers through his hair as he pleasured me.

I groaned in blissful agony when he inserted two fingers and rubbed my G-spot, plunging me over the crest in a burst of ecstasy. I cried out his name as I came, convulsing. After a minute, I lay still, my legs limp.

I felt him move away and then he was back — his rigid flesh pushing against my opening. My eyes flew open as he slid into my warm, soft wetness. I took all of him until he was as deep inside me as he could go.

"Oh, yes," I said, feeling the pleasure building already. He stood between my legs and thrust into me as I arched my back in abandon and longing.

I needed this so much. I needed him. No one else could make me feel this good.

Suddenly he pulled out, and I made a small mewling sound. I wanted him to fuck me in the stirrups, but he had other ideas. He lifted my legs out and flipped me over so that I was lying on my stomach, sideways on the table. I put my feet on the floor, and he spread my cheeks, his hot flesh sliding quickly inside me once more.

"Please, Dar. Please," I said, as my orgasm started to build. He thrust in and out slowly, slapping my butt cheeks and bending over and kissing my neck. I pushed back against him, grinding my ass into his pelvis. In response, he pounded into me harder, and I whimpered in bliss.

I allowed the pleasure to build until he thrust deeply one last time, and I exploded, moaning and spasming around him in ecstasy. He pumped into me several more times before he stiffened and pressed hard against my butt, emptying himself deep inside of me.

I collapsed on the table, and he fell onto me. We rested there utterly spent until we couldn't stand up anymore. Then he pulled out of me and climbed onto the table. I sat beside him, and he wrapped his arms around me.

"That was incredible," he said.

"I agree," I sighed.

He leaned back against the wall, and I slid back, too, putting my legs over his and snuggling in close.

He made a happy sound and unbelievably, I felt him hardening under me again.

"What?" I whispered. Then I frowned. "Wait, is it..."

"My mating cycle? It is! The first day, I can go for hours."

"Holy shit," I said. "You may be able to, but I can't."

His eyes flew open.

"You humans — especially the women, I have heard — have a very mistaken view about of what your body is capable of."

His eyes had taken on a distinctly dangerous glint.

"What do you mean?" I said, my mouth going dry as the moisture went elsewhere. I wondered again at how he could bring my body alive again with merely a look.

"I mean," he said, putting his hands on my butt and lifting me over him. I helped by spreading my legs as he positioned me over his thick cock. Slowly he buried himself deep inside me. I pressed my forehead against his at the new sensations this position produced. "That you are capable of many, many orgasms if you don't let your mind get in the way."

I impaled myself on him.

"Move," he whispered. "Ride me."

I began moving up and down, shifting until I got the perfect angle of penetration. I lifted myself up until he was completely out and then dropped back down onto him, letting him fill me. I sank onto him again and again, while he simultaneously took one of my breasts into his mouth.

I moaned as he sucked hard on my nipple, sending shock waves straight down to my clit grinding against him. He switched to the other breast licking and sucking and nipping, making me wild.

I rocked faster, feeling the unmistakable rising of a third orgasm. My mind protested the thought of three orgasms in such a short period but I stopped thinking.

"Look at me, Kenna," he said and I dragged my eyelids up to look into his eyes. "Women can have orgasm after orgasm if they want to. Let go of your mistaken notions."

I licked my lips, and he captured them, kissing me deeply. His tongue thrust in and out of my mouth, mimicking what was going on below and I felt heat spreading through my body, scorching me.

After a few minutes of this, I couldn't take it anymore. I sped up my rhythm and Dar started whispering — his breath hot and wet in my ear.

"You are sexy, Kenna. I have never seen a woman as beautiful as you. That feels good, doesn't it? Focus on the pleasure. Do you want more? Do you want to come again? Do you want to fuck me until you shatter into a thousand pieces? Then do it. Fuck me, Kenna. Faster."

He continued urging me on until I felt something burst inside me, releasing an intense orgasm that shook me to my core. I shuddered and convulsed around him, unable to control the sounds of uninhibited rapture.

At the feeling of me squeezing, he let go, and I felt him spilling his seed deep inside of me with a harsh cry of male satisfaction.

"Oh, by The Three, Kenna, I do love you," he said as we leaned on each other, completely exhausted and sweaty. He pulled me so that we were lying on the narrow table, spooning. As we lay down, I felt his arms come over me again. He held me safely against him.

Feeling secure, protected, and above all completely and utterly satisfied, I fell instantly asleep.

DAR

I woke from a deep slumber and realized that I stuck to Kenna. My communications device was beeping in my clothes, where I had abandoned them to make love to Kenna.

I lost myself with this female. I could never forget her.

I had a hazy memory of helping her achieve three fantastic orgasms before we had both collapsed. But why was my bed so hard? I opened my eyes and saw that we were in the med bay.

I propped my head up on my elbow to look around. Then it all came back. The meeting. Kenna kissing me in the hallway. And me looking for a place to fuck her immediately. I was a beast, but she didn't appear to mind. She stretched against me and made a little sigh, a big grin spreading across her face.