Page 12 of Alien King Crashes the Wedding

“Then it is now my turn, little one,” he rumbled in a deep bass timbre. “You have no idea how hard it has been,” he smiled ruefully, “to sit still while your delicate little hands were all over me, your body brushing up against mine.” Dagan took the cylinder gently out of her hands and put it back on the ottoman, then stood up. He held out his hands and pulled her up next to him.

Chapter Eleven

Dagan led her toward the bed, stopping at the tall canopy bedpost. “I am going to remove your robe, Sasha. I learned your touch and now it is your turn to learn mine.” He put his hand on the belt of her robe but didn’t pull, waiting for her to acknowledge his intent. “Tell me what I’m going to do, Sasha,” he commanded.

She swallowed nervously, then whispered, “You’re going to take off my robe and touch me.” Saying the words out loud made her tingle in awareness and anticipation. Her nipples pebbled painfully and she felt wet heat between her legs. She closed her eyes, unable to look at him.

Dagan chuckled and kissed her gently. “Good girl,” her murmured close to her ear. She tilted her head to the side, wanting to give him access to her neck, remembering the last time he had kissed her there. He nipped lightly, causing more heat to flood her core. With excruciating slowness, he pulled on her belt, then opened the flaps of her robe until it slid to the floor. Sasha felt her heart pounding and her breath quickened. She moved to cover herself, but Dagan caught her hands and held them securely in his.

“You’re beautiful, little one,” Dagan reassured her. He kissed her again until she slowly relaxed, touching only her hands. “I don’t want you to touch me until I have absorbed all the paste, so to make that easy for you, and because I want to explore you, I want you to turn around to the bedpost and place your hands upon it. You may not move them until I give you permission. Now tell me what you’re going to do, Sasha,” he instructed.

Sasha’s breathing turned into a pant. “I’m going to turn around and grab the post so that I can’t touch you while you explore me.”

Dagan helped her turn around and positioned her hands at shoulder height. “That’s good, little one. I love how easily you submit to me.” He stroked her long hair until she had her breathing under control.

“I am going to apply the maju paste to you. You have no markings to light, but it should still be a pleasurable experience. Most Caldorians feel a tingling sensation. You are human, however, so if it does not feel good, tell me immediately. Do you understand?” he asked gruffly.

Sasha’s throat was too constricted with nerves to speak, so she nodded her understanding. Dagan left her standing there to go get the maju paste, acutely aware of every naked inch of her flesh.

“You began with my shoulders and back, so I will do the same with you,” he stated as he returned with the maju paste. Dagan dipped one finger into the cylinder and applied a small amount to her shoulder blade in the exact spot she had started with on him. He waited a moment to see if she had an adverse reaction to the paste, then continued to apply it to both shoulders and a wide expanse up and down her spine. “Talk to me. Does it hurt or shall I continue?”

“I-I can’t tell,” she stuttered. “All I feel is your tongue.”

Dagan groaned. “Baby, you think I’ve been licking you?” he clarified, just to be sure he understood. His cock was suddenly so painfully hard he wasn’t sure how long his control would last.

“And-And biting me. A little. Like little nibbles,” she panted.

Dagan dipped two fingers into the paste with a chuckle. “It appears the maju paste is having an unintended effect on my little human. While it was always my intention to claim you tonight, it was not my intention to seduce you first with maju paste, only to share in this traditional and, yes, sensual experience with you. Do you want me to stop?”

Sasha shook her head no. She wanted this to happen. She wanted Dagan. She wanted his hands and lips everywhere. His big cock inside her. The paste was helping her focus on her pleasure instead of her insecurities. No, she didn’t want him to stop.

“Turn around and look at me, Sasha,” instructed Dagan. She turned around but kept her eyes lowered. Dagan tipped her chin up with his free hand and kissed her gently, then whispered her name. Finally, she opened her eyes to stare into his hungry gaze. “Where do you want me to put it?”

“Wherever you want,” she whispered. “Does it taste bad?”

Dagan held a finger to her lips. “See for yourself.”

Sasha parted her lips and took a tiny taste from Dagan’s finger. “Mmm. It tastes like fruit juice,” she moaned.

Dagan groaned and kissed her hungrily before demanding she acknowledge what she wanted. “I would love to lick your delectable body, with or without the paste. Is that what you want, little one?” When Sasha could only nod shyly, he wrapped her hair in one fist and pulled her head back submissively. “Good, because I want to taste every delectable inch of you. I’m going to start with your nipples and work my way down. I’m going to put this paste deep inside you then spread you open and lick every fucking drop. You’re going to come when I tell you to come. Then I’m going to start all over again and fuck you until you can’t remember your own name. Tell me you understand and agree.”

“Yes.”

“Not good enough, baby. Tell me what I’m going to do,” Dagan growled. “I want to hear you say I’m going to put my cock deep inside you. Trust in me. I’m hard just thinking about it coming out of your shy little mouth, baby. Try for me. Start trusting me.”

Sasha swallowed. She wanted to please him but it was so hard to get the words out. For him, she would try. “You’re going to kiss me. And lick me. All over.” She paused, gathering her nerve to say cock. Desire was a constant reminder of what he intended to do, throbbing a steady beat deep inside her core. “You’re going to put your…” She stopped again, unable to say it.

“Cock.”

“Yes. Your cock,” she squeaked, her face flaming.

“Deep inside you. I’m going to put my cock deep inside you.”

“Deep inside me,” Sasha said breathlessly, a wet trickle running down her leg.

Dagan grunted his approval, then put the paste to the side and lifted Sasha onto the high platform bed and kissed the sensitive part of her neck, taking his time to make sure she was well-marked again. He loved seeing his mark on her. “Lie down on the bed. The maju paste has already sunk into your back. I think your body was made for it. Mine is still working its way in.”

Sasha obeyed Dagan’s command and lay down on the bed. She spread her hair out in a quick fan so that she wasn’t lying on it, then placed her hands nervously over her abdomen.

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