Page 11 of The Emperor's Concubine

“Just see that it’s fixed.” Blaze turned to Callie then, an unreadable expression on his face. “Do you not wish to be in my harem?”

This question took her by surprise. What was she supposed to say? That she enjoyed what he did to her body, but refused to be owned by him? She could barely make sense of these feelings herself. She tilted her chin defiantly. “I never wanted to be a part of your damned harem. I’d rather be scrubbing the floors than be degraded by you for another second.” Now why the hell did she say that?

Blaze’s eyes narrowed. “So be it.”

Gulping, Callie knew she’d sealed her fate in that moment.

CHAPTER 4

“Oh, King Blaze, your cock feels soooo good. Fuck me faster! Harder!” Casiela squealed as she bounced up and down on his cock.

Her generous blue green breasts bounced with each motion. The feel of her scales rubbing against his skin created an erotic friction that normally drove him wild. Her juicy cunt was warm and wet, just as he knew it would be. He grasped her generous hips guiding her over his length, gritting his teeth, trying hard to come.

What the hell was wrong with him? This was the fifth night in a row this had happened. He thought if anyone could really get him going it would be Casiela. The Reptialarn women had little hairs inside their pussies that created the most sensational feeling, making a cock ultra-sensitive. Tonight however, Blaze had a hard time just staying erect.

Burying his face in his concubine’s neck, he closed his eyes and an image of a dark human beauty popped into his mind. It was all Calliope’s fault! She’d brought him to this point, and he couldn’t take it anymore. Just as she’d requested, he instructed Tuk to remove her from his harem and give her the hardest and most laborious tasks. Most of the tough jobs were done byCetarians and robots, but according to Tuk, she’d found plenty for Calliope to do.

Blaze hoped that a day of hard labor would show her how easy she had it as a member of his harem, but five days had passed and the stubborn wench had not given in.

Five whole miserable days!

Fine!

Let her scrub the floors, if that is what she wished. What did he care? There were plenty of other women in his harem, eager to fulfill his every wish. What was one stubborn Earthling? Let her suffer and think about what she’d passed up.

He rammed his cock further up Casiela’s cunt, all while wondering what it would be like to be inside Calliope. How wet would her pussy get? Would that lush ass jiggle if he took her from behind? Would she scream his name, or would she softly moan?

Just thinking about it gave him the extra push he needed to take his peak as he shot his seed into his concubine’s thirsty cunt. It took him a moment to catch his breath. When he did, Blaze tried to push the clinging concubine off, but she clung like a limpet.

“Enough.”

Caseila pouted. “Am I being punished?”

He frowned. “What do you mean?”

“Usually, we go all night. Have I done something to offend you?” she asked. Her liquid brown eyes watered with unshed tears.

He pushed a stray lock of red hair from her face and gently cupped her cheek. “You could never offend me. As always, you’ve pleased me. I just have a lot on my mind right now.”

“Perhaps if you let me suck your cock, I can get you ready again?” she asked hopefully.

The offer sounded tempting, but he didn’t think he’d be able to get it up again even if he wanted to. Normally the offer of her forked tongue wrapped lovingly around his shaft was enough to make him hard, but he just couldn’t drum up enough enthusiasm.

Giving her a kiss on the cheek, he gently disentangled himself from her grip. “As alluring as that sounds, I’ll have to pass. Now get off so I can call Tuk to fetch you.”

She looked like she wanted to cry but wisely didn’t press. He felt bad for hurting her feelings, but he didn’t need the pressure of her persistence either. After calling for his servant, he threw on a pair of pants and paced the room, ignoring the softly weeping concubine. His temper grew with each passing second, not at Caseila but the situation.

The disastrous night with Calliope had only been the beginning. He thought some time with Nihira, one of his favorite women, would erase the human female from his mind. Blaze, however, found that he was wrong. Terribly wrong. His cock barely stayed hard enough to fuck her. It had been humiliating, and it put him in a foul temper.

The next night was Jaet, a Thibian like himself. Her beautiful golden looks usually stirred him beyond reason. Again, nothing. Tatal, Falen, and Mariya the subsequent nights failed just as miserably in bringing him to a satisfying ending. He’d even tried two at once, but that didn’t excite him either.

Did he dare try any of the other women? No. Nothing would do. The truth of the matter was that he wanted Calliope, and her rejection cut him to the quick. He’d been so sure though that she felt the same way.

When Tuk entered the room, she gave him the customary salute and hooked the chain around Caseila’s collar. “You may wait out in the hall for me while I speak to the King,” sheinstructed the still weeping concubine. “Sire, could you please tell me what’s wrong?”

“Nothing. I had no further need for her,” he said, trying to hold on to his last droplet of temper.

“But something has been going on these past few days. Have the girls not pleased you as they should?”

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