Page 22 of Bred by the Alien Prince

“Please let me go!”

“Now, why would I want to do that?” He grinned. “You are my property. I’ve claimed you as mine. You can’t go anywhere.”

So much for reasonable. I need to stop judging men based on looks.

“Listen…. this is the discovery of a lifetime for us! We can work together, and I’m sure we can help each other.”

“You can. By birthing my child.” He cut me off, his voice deeper and sterner, and I could pick apart the tonal shift in the not-so-guttural speech. “That is how we can work together, and if your species have anything to say about it, they will die.”

“But our people would love to know they aren’t alone in the galaxy!”

“We are warriors! We take what is ours.” He cut me off, which angered me more.

“So, what are you, some sort of space barbarians?”

“I don’t know what you mean by that.”

He leaned over me, and I could smell his delicious candy-like scent, which delighted my senses. I felt my cock harden and my ass tighten as if it anticipated being filled by him. Calm down, boy!

He continued. “You will produce a child for me. That child may become my heir …depending. I don’t think this is a terrible, as you say, working together, to turn down.”

“Why do you want me to have your baby?” I wanted to turn away but couldn’t. The dark pools of his eyes enraptured me and pulled me in. He drifted over me, and I shifted in bed, my head pressing against the soft, silky pillows.

Those meds worked wonders. I felt no pain in my head or throat anymore, and my ribs felt like they were healing up just fine; nothing was impeding the arousal I felt. I had a slew of dirty thoughts running through my mind. He was so tall I wondered how big his cock was and how would it feel inside me? Would it hurt? Was it normal like a human male’s, or was it some strange thing with teeth? Okay, I was totally pulling myself out of this, and I was acting like it was a bad thing not to want him inside me right now.

“Because my race is dying out, most of our omegas and beta women can’t have children anymore. Travols are the only other race capable of birthing our children, and even then, most of those children die in the womb. It will be a great boon for my people if you can carry a child to term.”

“What if I’m not ready to be a father?” I slid my hand down his back, loving that soft dip right before I reached his firm ass. He chuckled playfully and settled between my already-opened legs.

“You won’t raise the children. The hegemony will.”

“What the hell?!” It was like I had sprung from hypnosis! I let him go, but he remained between my legs, his hardness pressing against my own.

“What the hell is a hegemony… is that like your government? I won’t allow my kids to be taken from me!” I didn’t know why I said that! I wanted to say I was not having any children with him because I’m a man! But my mind felt dizzy and confused by everything and his scent; whenever I breathed in a good whiff sent a feverish heat that ran the course of my body and moistened my ass. I shifted, growing agitated by him, by everything, by this need that rose inside me that I knew only he could fill.

“You are confusing and feisty.” He laughed, burying his face in my neck and running his rough tongue up the length. “I can smell your arousal.”

He ground his pelvis against my crotch, gyrating and rolling in a way that stimulated my sensitive area. I couldn’t help but let out a moan before I could stop myself. I ran my hands along his back, caressing the arches and dips, before moving up to his toned ass.

I matched his movements, moving my hips in rhythm with his. I impulsively pressed on his ass, urging him to grind harder. He responded by pressing his lips against mine, picking up the pace, and lifting himself to gain leverage. The pressure of his clothed crotch against mine was almost painful, and I let out a half-groan.

I gripped him tightly, my legs spread wide and my insides wet with desire. He suddenly stopped and rose, taking his heat with him. I wanted to protest but stopped when I saw him unfasten his bodysuit and slip it off. His enormous cock bounced into view, and I breathed a sigh of relief that it was a normal cock, save for the dark snake-like pattern that covered his entire body.

I ran my hands along his skin, half-expecting it to feel reptilian, but it was smooth like a giant birthmark. He gripped my legs and buried his face in my crotch, licking and sucking my cock until I moaned and squirmed. He seemed to experiment with my hole before moving his attention to my nipples, running his tongue over them as he squeezed my ass.

“Not bad, not bad at all,” he chuckled. “Just as the doc said, not too different from our omegas.”

His gentle manipulations were almost too much for me to handle. I whispered, “Please,” using my leg to guide him to the area that was aching the most. He laughed, and the sound was so infectious that I laughed with him.

I didn’t care about anything else at that moment. I just wanted him inside me. Consequences be damned.

His tongue was like a hot brand on my skin as he trailed it up my body, stopping to pay special attention to my sensitive nipples. I gasped and arched my back, wanting more. He chuckled again, the sound vibrating through my chest.

“So responsive,” he murmured, his voice low and husky. “I like that in an omega.”

I let out a breathless laugh. “I’m not an omega,” I said, my voice shaking with desire. “I’m just... me.”

This alien, who I suspect was this Lorvian that woman spoke of, looked up at me, his eyes gleaming with lust. “You’re perfect,” he said, and then he was kissing me again, his tongue invading my mouth as his hands roamed my body.

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