Page 27 of Alien King Crashes the Wedding

Sasha scrunched her tiny nose and held out her arms. Dagan grinned and scooped her up from the medical chair and settled her once more on his lap in the large chair he had rarely left for the past two weeks. Once she was comfortable, she tilted her head up with a silent demand for his kiss. He didn’t disappoint her, and deepened the kiss until she moaned and leaned into him. She really loved his kisses, and that one ended way too soon for her liking, as reality intruded once more. She sighed and turned her head to address the doctor as more questions pushed their way forward into her mind.

“I’m sorry. Did you say that everything I touch will get zapped except for Dagan? I don’t recall touching anyone,” Sasha groaned. “I’m so confused. And, why not him? I’m officially lost again,” she admitted, smiling sheepishly.

“I can answer that one,” murmured Dagan. “You can’t zap me because we’re connected now.”

Everything stilled inside Sasha. “Connected? As in a binding ceremony? While I was in acoma!” By the time she was finished, she was shouting and her temper was boiling. She squirmed to get out of his embrace, but his arms turned to steel. “Let me up! You can’t marry someone when they’reasleep!”

“Stop wiggling on my lap or you will get more than you bargained for, baby,” Dagan ordered. She complied, but refused to stop glaring into his sinfully sexy eyes.

“We are not bound in the Caldorian way, little one.” Dagan replied gruffly. “If you do not want to bind yourself to me, you do not have to do so, but you are now, and will forever be, my queen. What’s been done is done. I cannot undo it, and wouldn’t even if I could.”

Dagan turned toward the doctor. “Please leave us.”

“At once, Your Majesty,” Dr. Jorvin bowed and left.

Dagan gazed steadily into Sasha’s eyes until she blushed. “Do you not remember ‘The Yielding’?”

Sasha gasped, her eyes growing round. “That was real?” One hand went to her heart and she closed her eyes for a moment. Her lips twitched. A smile blossomed across her face, radiant, full of joy. “It was real,” she whispered in awe.

Chapter Twenty-Two

Sasha tried to watch where they were going, but she was having a hard time concentrating on anything but Dagan, and the fact that her only covering was a thin satin sheet. He had said it before, but she now understood that he truly loved her without reservation, without condition, and that made all the difference. They had already made the ultimate commitment to each other. She shivered at the heat she saw in his gaze as he glanced down at her. The determination.

His size and strength as he carried her with such ease made her feel very feminine. Desirable. Her nipples hardened into rigid peaks. He must have felt them because he glanced down at them and his scowl slowly turned into a grin. The farther from the medical area he carried her, the more he seemed to relax. God, she loved this man. She delved her fingers into his thick black hair and gave it a good yank.

“Behave, or we won’t make it to my quarters.” Dagan stopped just long enough to give her a searing kiss that sent waves of heat straight to her core, then resumed walking briskly down the corridor and into the room transporter. “Home.”

Sasha laughed, her heart full of joy as she deliberately allowed the sheet to slip just a fraction and her nipple grazed his chest with every breath she took.

“I love it when your nipples speak for you,” he murmured seductively in her ear. “You promised I had a week to prove myself to you. I almost lost you, little one, so a week is never going to cut it now. I need to spend the next few forevers buried deep inside you.”

The room transporter opened and he carried her straight into a gigantic living room before allowing her to slide down his hard frame, one delicious inch at a time. He kissed her until she melted and went weak in the knees. He grinned with male cockiness as she continued to lean on him for support while he quickly showed her around.

“This section of the ship contains my private rooms. Our rooms,” he corrected. “I meant what I said. Everything I have is yours. I love you, Sasha Montgomery.”

Sasha looked deeply into his eyes. She saw his love and hope for the future shining back at her. “I love you. I think I have since that very first moment.”

Dagan walked Sasha backward until she felt the wall against her back. He braced one hand on the wall beside her head, trapping her in place, and lightly stroked her hair with the other. Her neck and shoulders flushed as her nipples contracted harder and her feminine core throbbed in anticipation and demand. Her heart thudded in complete agreement. She wanted him. Burned for him.

“Put your hands behind your back and slide down until you can kneel with your legs spread wide.” His deep voice brooked no argument and Sasha did as he commanded. She loved his brand of dominant.

“Good. Now grab the back of your heels and sit on them. I don’t want your hands to move from there.”

Sasha nodded and did as she was told. She closed her eyes and trembled with nervous anticipation. She didn’t see Dagan crouch down in front of her, but she felt him with every cell in her body. She inhaled his deeply masculine scent and nearly swooned.So good. Her tongue peeked out to wet suddenly dry lips.

“I’m going to put my fingers deep inside you and play with you until you come all over my hand. Then I’m going to fill you with my hard cock and fuck you until you can’t remember your name. Now tell me what I’m going to do,” Dagan commanded in a sexy bass timbre.

Sasha opened her eyes and panted as Dagan used his knees to spread her legs wider. He grunted and spread her even wider, until she whimpered in protest as her tendons stretched almost to the point of pain. She’d never been opened so wide in that position. He pulled her head back with one hand in her hair and growled with deep amusement, “Tell me what I’m going to do, baby, or I’ll have to spank you for disobedience.”

The threat didn’t frighten her, it only added to the sexual tension, and Sasha felt a trickle of heat run down her leg. “You’re going to fuck me until I can’t remember my name,” she gasped. Her body flushed with scalding heat, her cheeks rosy red.

“Good girl,” Dagan whispered in her ear as he used his free hand to yank the sheet from her body. Her nipples pebbled painfully and he flicked one with his thumb, then the other, before he bent down and sucked one deep into his mouth. His tongue danced around the areole as his teeth nipped and tugged on the tight bud. She moaned when his teeth tugged harder and a bolt of lightning shot straight to her core.

Dagan tugged and flicked her nipples, switching from one to the other as his hand traveled to the opening between her legs. Sasha trembled as she realized how vulnerable he’d made her. There was nothing to stop him. Her legs were open, exposing her feminine sheath, her nub swollen and distended, and her hands were trapped beneath her. She could hide nothing from him. She whimpered as his fingers found her core and pushed deep. She was already so wet, his large finger slid in easily. He stroked her a few times before adding a second finger. She felt the stretch inside and moaned.

“Easy, baby. You can take it,” Dagan ordered as his fingers slowly pumped inside her, then sped up as they became slick with her juices. “I love finger fucking you. I love to feel you clench around my fingers.”

He quickly found the special place that drove her crazy and pressed in. He worked her hard. Fast. Sasha cried out as he pushed deeper and pressed harder, releasing a flood of liquid from deep inside her.

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