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"Don't stop. Keep going, Lofy. I want your cum inside me, my king. Please cum inside me. Please."

I reach for her face and stroke her cheek, resting it there for a moment before I reposition both my hands on her tits and start fucking her fast and hard, determined to give her what she wants.

Ayla, on her end, rubs her clit just as erratically as I thrust in and out of her, and stares at me with her shimmering gray gaze as if I'm her everything.

I am and she's mine. There's no more doubt, no more hiding. We are one. We are meant to be.

I get to enjoy her company, her body, and her mind for as long as I live and she gets to do the same with me. And now that she's married to me she gets to live longer than any regular Earthen.

"You like that, my queen?" I pant, a throbbing pressure building up on my taint and balls.

"Yes, Lofy. My devilish king. Keep going. Fuck me. Breed me. Cum inside me."

I can't hold back any longer. The pressure erupts out of me and I fill her pussy. My mind turns to mush and I collapse onto her gorgeous, sweaty body. She envelops me in her arms and kisses the top of my head over and over again.

I take moments, minutes to recover from the best orgasm of my life and when I do, I raise my head and close the distance between my lips.

"I love you, Ayla Kyle. My queen," I tell her. I don't want her to doubt it. I love her. I've always loved her. I always will love her. And I'll make sure to tell her every single moment of our life together.

She traces my lips with her tongue before she smiles and rakes her fingers through the hair on the back of my head.

"I love you too, Lofy. My sweet, handsome, devilish king. And I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you."

I can't either.

CHAPTER 11

AYLA

"So, Ayla, fans and sleuths alike have noticed you've taken a step back from the limelight in the past year," Kelly Jackson says.

Her voice comes crystal clear through my earpiece and her image is perfect on the monitor in front of me, below the camera, despite being light years away.

"Indeed, it was a conscious decision to let my work speak for itself and focus on my personal life a little more."

Kelly nods as I speak and I can't help but think how many would kill for this Vyperian technology when half of live transmissions on Earth have an uncomfortable delay between speakers.

A strand falls in front of my face and I fix it behind my ear. I have grown used to most of the Vyperian ways but my hair is something I won't part with.

In fact, I started a trend. Everyone wants to copy the queen's luxurious hair and hairstyles that women across Leviathar are growing their hair or using wigs for public outings.

"I think we can all appreciate such dedication. Now talk to me about your career. The latest installment in the popular sci-fi franchise Battle of the Galaxies releases next month and we're all very excited to find out if Admiral Calliope and rebel leader Ethan Young will finally kiss. Can you tell us anything?"

I purse my lips and lock them up with my fingers and both Kelly and I break into laughter.

So much has happened since we wrapped on Battle of the Galaxies that it feels like forever ago. Sometimes, it's hard to believe it was almost a year ago to this day that Lofy proposed to me and locked me up in Vyperion. A year ago since my life changed for good.

And after spending so many days and nights in his arms, I wouldn't change a thing for all the money in the world. Lofy reminded me I'm a person. He reminded me who Ayla was. Who she can be. Who she wanted to be. He made me realize how much I wanted to be loved and cherished and how much I want to do the same in return.

Hell, he'd even given me the most earth-shattering orgasms, which certainly didn't hurt, but they weren't the be-all and end-all of our relationship. We are both very sexual creatures, another thing I'd forgotten about myself because of work, but we're more than that.

He takes me to new places across the planet and shows me the wonders of his world at every opportunity. He teaches me his native language even after a long day of work so that I can one day turn the translator off although I don't see that happening any time soon. He watches Earthen movies with me and every time he recites the lines word for word my heart skips a beat. He does so many things for me, shows me how much he loves me every chance he gets without fail, which only makes me more and more confident that I made the right decision marrying him.

I couldn't possibly imagine my life without him. What would have happened if I'd said no and returned home. How it'd be possible to go on without his company, his beautiful smile, his big heart.

"Okay, message received," Kelly says.

I shrug. "I don't want to get in trouble with the studio."

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