Page 19 of Alien Knight Steals the Bride

“Juliette. Listen to me. If we continue, I may get you with child, and while this is something I very much desire right now, I am willing to stop if you ask, or use a barrier.”

“No. I told you,” she protested, arching farther. “I want to feel you inside me. Skin to skin. Nothing between us. Come inside me. Fill me. It’s okay. We’re protected.”

Torrin spread her knees, his cock swelling more painfully at her words. He pushed inside her entrance. One inch. Two. He had to grit his teeth not to spill his load right then and there. She was amazing. He wanted to bury himself in her forever. “I’m not human. I highly doubt your methods will be effective,” he groaned. His cock was so full he was in pain. “Say you want me to fuck you, plant my seed deep inside you. Say you want me to give you everything I have.”

“Yes, dammit. Yes. Now. Right now,” Juliette panted. She’d never felt so stretched, and he’d barely started. His shaft was huge. Wide and long. Hard. Her entire body shook in reaction. He was too big. What had she done? Another inch slid into her. Another. Deeper. The tip of his cock touched her womb and still he hadn’t bottomed out. She couldn’t stop shaking.

“Easy,” he soothed, stroking her legs. “You can do it. Your body was meant for mine. Feels so good,” he groaned, waiting for her to relax. “Just a little more.”

She tilted her hips and he slid the rest of the way in. They both groaned in ecstasy. Just as slowly, he pulled nearly out. In. Out. Again. The more she relaxed, the faster he pumped. The harder he pushed. Deeper. Faster. Harder. She screamed in release, her body milking his cock with a death grip.

Torrin pulled out long enough to stand and reposition himself. “You’re so beautiful. My cock gets hard just thinking about you.”

Still shaking with orgasm, she stroked her hands over his markings. When he pulled them away from his shoulders to shackle them above her head with one of his very large hands, she didn’t protest. He had complete control over her body.

“Good girl,” he nodded. “Keep them there.” He followed her curves until he reached her entrance, pushing his finger deep into her wetness. “I want to fuck you while I’m standing. What do you want?”

She nodded, unable to do more than moan. His fingers were magic, but she loved his cock. Loved it. “Please.”

“Please what?”

She squeezed her eyes shut, unwilling to say more. That was a mistake, she quickly realized, as he removed his fingers, rolled her over, and swatted her ass. Smack! Smack!

She yelped at the unexpected sting, glaring daggers at him. “Did you just spank me?”

“Yes, and I’ll do it again until you tell me what you want. So, I’ll ask again. Please what?”

She moaned. Was she really expected to tell him her darkest fantasies? Could she? She hesitated.

Smack! Smack! Smack! His hand reddened her bare bottom, but still she couldn’t tell him. Her ass was on fire. Liquid heat pooled in her channel. She crossed her legs, hoping to stem the flow. She couldn’t like what he was doing, could she?

“Please what? You have to learn to trust me, princess. I can’t give you what you want if you don’t talk to me. Tell me what you need.”

A single tear tracked down her cheek. “Please don’t stop. Fuck me. Hard. Maybe a little rough.”

Torrin grunted, his careful plan to win her heart slowly, one day at a time, gone in an instant. Every male instinct he had roared at him to dominate his chosen mate. Dominate. Fill. Take control. Master. She needed a hard fucking? He’d been holding back, not wanting to hurt her, but no more. His cock was hard and ready, dripping with eagerness.

He should have listened to his instincts earlier. Gone about things his way from the beginning. No more half measures. He wouldn’t be taking any more chances. Had she walked away unsatisfied, they wouldn’t make it to a binding ceremony. Ever. Fear lanced his heart. He could lose her. She hadn’t made a commitment to him. Had, in fact, balked at the idea.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

“Ah!” she yelled angrily.

Torrin growled. Grabbing her hips, he raised her onto her hands and knees, pushed her head down to the mattress and plowed into her waiting warmth. Hard. He set up a punishing rhythm, pushing through her orgasms, never relenting. His hand gripped her hair. She screamed in release. Bucking. Thrashing. Her hot core milked him again and again, but still he kept his pace. She wanted hard. She would get hard. And long.

He showered every erotic zone with attention, kissing, sucking, kneading. On and on, he pushed them both until he couldn’t hold back, their bodies drenched. His balls drew up tight, his release imminent. “Need to come inside you,” he growled, unable to give any more warning. His hand reached around her and found her swollen clit one more time, rubbing the engorged nub as he pumped inside her. “Come. Come now.”

As she screamed in release again, he pushed hard, nudging her cervix, penetrating deep, shooting his hot seed deep inside her.

“Oh… oh! So deep! So hot! Feel you coming,” she screamed as her whole body went up in flames. Shaking. Pulsing. Throbbing.

Torrin pushed harder. Deeper. His cock nudged her cervix again, still pumping hot seed deep into her fertile channel.

He’d spent the past fifteen years with the Lumerian Knights. Their way was different from the Caldorian and he’d abided by their rules. He’d never spent a night with a woman without covering his shaft. Ever. But this was different. Juliette was different. With her, he wanted the Caldorian way. He wanted to fill her. Watch her swell with his child.

At last, he was spent. Juliette was already half asleep. Smiling tenderly, he pulled her in close and let his eyes drift closed.

Chapter Nine

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