Page 6 of Bound to the Alien Gladiator
I was struggling to focus. I nodded my head on the bed and slid my knees up to clasp his hips. I needed him closer. “Yeah, sure whatever. You’re mine too—”
With a growl, he pushed my shirt and bra over my head, and I was splayed before him. Completely bare. He loomed over me, and I realized again how truly alien he was. His tentacles floated free around his head as if looking for me. The rivers of glowing yellow pulsed through his dark skin.
He was like no human I’d been with, and it was not just his size, even though that was impressive. He had broad shoulders that blocked my view of the ceiling and the tightest muscles I’d ever seen. Even now, his endorphins were hardening his scales. He was every inch the Champion. And he was looking at me like I was his next meal.
“Don’t toy with me,” he said. “You are my Mate now, and you have my protection in the pit and outside. No one else will dare hurt you.”
Fuzziness cleared from my brain. Did he just say Mate? I was pretty sure humans weren’t compatible with his species, notin any of the literature I’ve read. I slowly released my thighs’ grip from his hips and truly thought about what he was claiming.
If he hadn’t knocked me out and dragged me back here, I knew I would be dead. I’d been fighting my way up the ranks, but at some point, I was going to hit an opponent I couldn’t best, and it was only a matter of time before my crewmates found me. Every day, the embedded arm haptics, tied to an SOS location, pinged my location and reminded me I wasn’t forgotten. I just needed to hold out a little longer.
The problem was, I didn’t know how much more I could take on alone. Malnourished, beaten, and bruised. Eventually, my luck was going to run out, and when it did, I would need someone on my side, someone who would miss what I could offer when I was gone. This fucking hot alien was offering himself up as my Mate and protector while I was here. How could I refuse?
He braced his arms around me and lowered himself down. His cock pressed against my thigh, and I squirmed to shift him towards me, eliciting a groan.
“Please, Tezakk. I need more.” I couldn’t move with his entire weight on top of me, so I writhed, trying to get him to react more than aiming for full body contact. His tentacles reached for me.
One attached to my nipple and sucked, hard. Others were sliding between the small space between us, searching out my center. I shifted my hips and arched into Tezakk, rubbing my wet center against his skin, teasing him with my readiness.
His cock strained against the confines of his loincloth. The hardness was a strong line pressing against the fabric. Strength and intensity pulsed off him in waves. His stare was intense. Like he could eat me up.
He leaned down, tentacles weaving through my hair, and he nuzzled my cheek.
“Do you understand?” A whisper against my neck.
I knew he was holding back, leashing his power, waiting for my response. I wanted him to lose control, wanted to see what was beneath his brutal exterior. Maybe tomorrow I’d regret this, but right now I didn’t care.
I slipped my hands between us and encircled his cock. It throbbed in my hand, and I could barely get my palm around the hot girth.
“Yes,” I said as I squeezed and pumped him once.
“I’m your—” I arch my hips “—Mate.”
His hands shifted beneath my ass and pulled me against him. I wrapped my legs around him and dug my heels into his ass.
He lowered his head to my nipple and sucked hard. Between that and the tentacles, I was on fire. Need was sparking through my body, and I was beyond ready. One shift of my hips against him and already I’d pushed him too far.
Finally.
He reached down and ripped off his loincloth as if it were tissue paper. I spread my legs and urged him closer. Our eyes met, and the naked hunger there was sexier than anything I’d ever seen.
And he thrust all the way into me, hard and pulsing and bigger than I’d ever taken. Pain and pleasure blotted out my thoughts. I moved my hips up to meet his deep thrusts as his tentacles sucked my nipples, sending sparks directly downward. It was like being fucked by someone with ten arms, and fuck if I didn’t love it.
Each wicked slide touched every sensitive part inside of me. My pussy had never been so wet, so stretched and stimulated, and I was greedy for it.
“More. Need more,” I pleaded. “So close, so close.”
He didn’t pick up the pace, just continued pushing in to the hilt and sliding out in a steady rhythm. It was not enough, would never be enough. I pulled him closer, angled my hips to take him deeper, and filled this building pressure within me. Never had I been this on edge or needed someone so hard.
I clawed at his back. The moans coming from me were obscene and turned me on even as I begged for more. I didn’t know what he was holding back, but I was going to break through every barrier, every defense he had to get the climax I deserved.
My hands found his ass. His thick muscles thrust powerfully within my grip, and I squeezed with every one, drawing him deeper. His rhythm faltered as he groaned in my ear, and he sped up. He was hitting every perfect spot in me, and I was cresting. He slammed harder, the bed shuddered, and he roared my name as we both exploded at the same time.
I didn’t know how long I’d been asleep when my eyes fluttered open; again, I was cocooned in warmth, but this time there was a large arm and several tentacles draped over me as well as a soft buzzing in my ear. I chuckled. Apparently, even alien males snored in their sleep.
I flung as much of the blanket off as I could with the alien half pinned to my side and cool air rushing across my body. Pieces of my clothes, already little more than rags, lay scattered around the room. I wasn’t ashamed of what we’d done, but I wish I’d been more careful with the only clothes I had left. No way was I going out into the pit for my next battle naked.
Concerned with how content I was, I tried to sit up, but Tezakk pulled me closer.
