“Spread your legs even wider, sweet human. I want to feel how wet you are.”

She obeyed, parting her thighs and allowing him to dip two fingers into her gathering essence. A throaty whimper left her and she jerked her hips as he pushed those two digits deeper.

“Ah, just as I suspected. You’re very, very wet.”

He drew his fingers lazily through her moisture, and whenever he happened to graze her throbbing clit it was all she could do to keep from pleading with him to take her upstairs. But she wasn’t certain if she should appear so eager, so she allowed him to take the lead and continued following his commands.

When he ordered her to spread wider or raise her hips, she acquiesced. She even gathered up the fabric of his borrowed shirt to her waist when he demanded it, revealing her womanly parts to his gaze. A glance down at her center showed her pussy lips were puffy and gleaming with her arousal, and her inner thighs were shining as well.

The sight startled her. She’d had no idea her body was capable of such a visceral response to a man’s touch. Until Rem, she’d largely found herself disgusted by the attention men showed her, particularly when one of them groped her or forced a kiss upon her. Working at the bar, it was a rare occurrence to go a full night without one of the patrons trying to cop a quick feel or steal a kiss.

But Rem made her feel different. Under his attentions, she felt both beautiful and desirable. And God, she wanted more. More of his kisses. More of his teeth dragging along her neck. More of whatever he was doing between her legs to make her feel so good.

He pressed his lips to hers and the whole world melted away.

Chapter 11

Tyra’s mind whirled as Rem carried her upstairs. She still felt drunk, but it was a deliriously wondrous sensation. She felt safe in his arms, even though a small part of her still feared the physical aspect of their mating.

He was huge. Her head barely reached the center of his chest, and she shivered as she remembered the massive size of his cock, which she had glimpsed only briefly during their first attempt at mating.

Well, she decided, virginal apprehension was much better than absolute dread. She had runtoMars, to Rem, while she had runawayfrom the other situation that would’ve seen her lose her virginity. She was here by choice. Mostly.

She was partially in control. Well, perhaps more than partially. If she became too frightened or experienced too much pain during their first mating session, she believed Rem would stop at once. For all the concern he had displayed after her recent nightmare, she could not imagine him disregarding her needs if she asked him to pause.

Deep down, beneath his jealousy and the fact that he was a warrior who’d helped defeat her people, she dared to believe he was a decent man. A man guided by principles. A good man, like her father.

Once they reached the bedroom, he carried her to the large bed and placed her upon the covers. He sat next to her, staring down at her with a look so affectionate, it took her breath away.

Who had he lost that he cared about after the Xieandans poisoned the water supply on his homeworld? She couldn’t help but wonder about this as she held his loving gaze. The more she considered his reluctance to confide in her about his loss, the more she suspected he’d lost a female he’d cared for.

Her heart broke under this suspicion and she found herself reaching for him, as if to offer comfort, even though he likely had no idea of the direction her thoughts had taken. She caressed his face and allowed her hand to travel back over his head, to the base of one horn. It was hard and cool to the touch, and a deep rumble left him when she stroked her hand down the length of his horn. His nostrils flared and his eyes darkened as he stared at her, a predatory gleam in his eye that only caused the warmth quaking in her nether region to deepen.

“I am going to claim you now, Tyra from Earth,” he said in a somewhat formal tone, “and then you will belong to me in both body and spirit. For the rest of our days.” He pulled his borrowed shirt off her before she could think of a reply, baring her completely to his ravenous gaze.

She peeked at the enormous bulge at the front of his pants and began to tremble, little shudders of need rushing through her. As she shifted upon the mattress, she felt the wetness of her arousal rubbing between her thighs. She was indeed ready for him, wet and aching and eager to be claimed.

He rose off the bed just long enough to divest himself of his own clothing, and in moments he stood before her, gloriously naked. She couldn’t help but stare. Bright rays of sunlight entered the room and reflected off his beautiful green skin, the planes of his sculpted muscles especially accentuated in this lighting. The heat pulsing in her womanly core erupted into a full-blown blaze, drawing a needy whimper from her as she flushed all over.

She rested on her elbows as she gazed up at him, her pulse accelerating when he settled his huge body atop hers. His eyes darkened further and his cock throbbed against her inner thighs, the tip of his huge manhood resting at her entrance. She instinctively parted her legs wider, even as she hoped there would be no pain.

He glided his length up and down through her wetness, spreading her moisture around her nether parts with his cock. She shuddered at the jolt of sensation that assailed her, unable to keep a moan from escaping her. Oh God. It felt so good and he wasn’t even inside her yet. There was a place deep within her feminine core, where she was aching especially hard, a place that felt empty without him filling her up, even though she was an innocent and had never experienced the thrust of a cock into her pussy.

It suddenly occurred to her that perhaps Rem wouldn’t know she was a virgin. Should she tell him? Was premarital sex even a thing among the Marttiaxoxalians? She didn’t know, but before she could decide whether or not to broach the subject, he started pushing his hugeness inside her. Oh God. Oh, dear God.Yes.

“That’s it, Tyra. Good girl,” he said in a praising tone. “Take all of it.” He pushed even deeper and she gasped as her insides stretched around his cock.

He grasped her face in his hands, not allowing her to look away as he inched further into her snug channel. A sense of surrender washed over her, but it didn’t make her feel weak. Instead, it made her feel safe. She belonged to Rem now and the monsters from Earth could never, ever reach her now.

The physical act of consummating their mating union cut Tyra’s last ties to her home planet, the place she never wished to see again. As he began to thrust in and out of her, she realized this physical joining also signaled the start of her brand-new life on Mars. There was no turning back now.

As he built a slow rhythm of plunging in and out of her, he leaned down to capture one nipple in his mouth, circling his tongue over the hardened bud before clamping down upon it with his sharp teeth. She arched into his mouth, each small bite of pain causing a spasm of heat between her thighs, prompting her insides to tighten around his cock. She was burning up for him, eager for each lick and bite and thrust.

He gripped her hips and increased his speed, surging into her faster and deeper than before. She braced herself for the pain, but it never came. He had gotten her so wet and achy before he’d pushed inside her, that it hadn’t hurt. Not really. Sure, his size had stretched her a bit uncomfortably a few times, but she hadn’t winced in pain or cried out once, as she had worried she might during her first time.

“You’re mine now, Tyra,” he said in a firm, almost angry tone. His eyes blazed down at her and he tightened his hold on her hips. “Say it.” He thrust faster and harder. “I want to hear you say it. Say that you belong to me.”

His command stunned her and for a few seconds, she could only stare up at him in surprise, her mouth gaping as she struggled to obey this particular order. The idea of belonging to him made her feel safe, but having him boldly order her to proclaim his ownership over her made her uneasy, reminding her of his previous bouts of jealousy.