I connect our lips and taste her, drink her up like a thirsty Vyperian quenching themselves and their mortality by the fountains of Avalax.

All I can think about, all I can feel, is her and nobody else. Just like it's always been, since the first time I laid eyes on her on my screen. When I watched her first movie and fell for her right there on the spot.

Only this time it's much, much worse.

This time, I've broken so many rules that if she were to turn me down I'd be a doomed man and a doomed king.

But even so, I can't find it in me to care.

CHAPTER 7

AYLA

Idon't know what's gotten over me, what kind of spell he's cast on me, or what kind of poisons they're feeding me, but I can't stop thinking about Lofy.

I can't stop dreaming of him, I can't stop needing his touch, his affection, his passion.

And like the good empathic alien he is, every time I want him, he's there, to lick me clean, to take care of me, to help me climax. And he doesn't complain, or show signs of boredom, or need more than that.

It's me who's desperate for all of him. I'm the one who wants his cock buried inside me while his tail and tongue do all sorts of things to the rest of my body.

But he's a man of honor. He won't succumb. He won't back down. His cock is for his queen and that's that. Which is quite selfish, but respectable.

I've never had a lover that put my needs above his before. No one who insisted on eating me out rather than shoving his cock in my mouth and expecting me to suck him dry so he can pump one in me and leave me to take care of myself.

Don't get me wrong, it's not like no one's pleasured me before or no one could make me cum, but Lofy...it's like he's single-minded and determined to draw all the orgasms out of me over the next Vyperian month. As if it's a contest and he needs to prove something.

It may be part of their nuptial customs, in which case the women of this planet are lucky. Very lucky indeed. But I do not know if it’s true.

I want to learn more about them, about their ways, if only to understand their king better.

To understand why he can't fuck me, but he can brand himself with me for life even at the risk of me turning him down. That makes no sense. Why would he do that knowing I could say no to him and leave him to suffer life in solitude because he gave his soul to me.

I try not to think about the wedding day, or about my answer. It's too heavy a subject and even heavier are my conflicting feelings about it and about him.

So, instead, I focus on Lofy's courting and iblis, as I've come to learn the physical affection and pleasuring is called in Vyperion.

The visible mark of myself on him is intoxicating, I can't lie, but I had to stop him every time from branding himself more even though he looked gorgeous. I didn’t want him to paint his entire body before I knew what my answer would be. It felt cruel, even if he didn’t see it that way.

I'm starting to lose track of the days and nights because they're all spent with him, surrounded by his spoils and admiration. Until he walks into my royal quarters one day and his face is sunken.

The branding over his heart has started to turn luminescent. It catches the light from the candles and makes him look positively sinful.

"E-everything okay, Lofy?" I ask, trying to pry my gaze off his chest.

It's not like it's difficult to focus on his face. He's handsome for sure, but so is the rest of his body. So is his beautiful tail that feels so good inside me, as is his cock, which I may not have felt in me yet, but I can already imagine how wonderful it'll be when I do.

If I do.

If I say yes.

I shake the thoughts off my head before he can read them, if he hasn't already, and take a deep breath.

"Everything is all right, my iblis."

At some point he'd moved from calling me Ms. Kyle to calling me his iblis. From what I can gather it also means soulmate, or sexmate or both. I liked the sound coming out of his mouth, the hiss at the end makes my clit throb, but I also felt bad for not knowing what to do with him.

Do I stay on an alien planet, get the best sex of my life day in, day out with a guy who spoils me rotten at every opportunity and who's been in love with me for years and years?