Page 12 of Varro's Human Bride
Varro stood in the bedroom,watching his human bride sleeping. Her chest rose and fell in a gentle rhythm and she looked peaceful in her slumber, her golden hair spread over the pillows and framing her face beautifully. A slight breeze entered the open window, ruffling the covers and causing Caylee to turn on her side and curl into herself with a soft, contented sigh.
He moved to the window and gazed at the twin moons. He uttered a quick prayer of thanks to the Gods for bringing this little human into his life. The sound of nighttime insects singing and screeching seemed to swell in the aftermath of his prayer, as if the Gods were acknowledging him.
He turned and headed for the bed, then crawled in next to Caylee. Though he longed to gather her in his arms and hold her while she slept, he also yearned to simply watch her as she lay resting. He decided to watch her for a while longer before embracing her, and he did just that, taking the time to brush an errant strand of hair from her pretty face and tuck it behind a delicate ear. He touched his chest, realizing it no longer felt tight with despair. Thoughts of Bersenna had been almost nonexistent since he’d laid eyes on Caylee.
With his heart warming, he replayed the events of today in his mind, from his first sighting of Caylee to their mating to the moment he tucked her in for bed, and all the moments in between. Naturally sweet and submissive, it was as if she’d been born to become a Tarrkuan bride. Though the selection process of such brides in the dome-cities on Earth was random, he chose to believe it was fate that had brought her into his life.
He pressed a kiss to her forehead and finally gathered her close.
“Mine,” he whispered, kissing her hair. “My little human.”
Chapter 9
Julie awoke in Varro’s arms and all that had happened since her arrival on planet Tarrkua flashed through her mind in a series of images. She was here, and she was married to an alien from the ruling class named Varro who made her heart race and heat pulse between her thighs.
She gently extracted herself from her husband’s arms and sat up against the pillows, mesmerized by the orange pink sunrise she could glimpse out the nearest window. She’d probably only seen a handful of sunrises during her lifetime, and none so resplendent as this. With the constant dust storms afflicting the area around New Leesburg, you were lucky to get a glimpse of blue sky, let alone witness a sunrise or sunset.
She squirmed in place and took stock of how she felt. Soreness resonated in her pussy and reminded her of all the intimacies she and Varro shared yesterday. He’d claimed her upon their arrival at his house, and then once more before bedtime. The second time they joined together, he had ordered her to rest on her hands and knees while he pounded into her. Of course, he’d been gentle for the first few thrusts before increasing his pace until his scrotum repeatedly slapped against her clit, driving her into a thunderous climax that left her breathless and depleted of all energy.
Would he claim her again today? Warmth pulsed in her core and she found herself squirming again, hoping he asserted his rights as her mate again soon.
“Good morning, little human.” Varro’s greeting pulled her from her bawdy musings.
“Good morning,Xerr.”
She peered down at him and found herself reaching for his dark hair. It had gotten mussed during sleep and she brushed her fingers through it, trying to tame it as she admired the way the morning light danced over his dark blue skin. God, he was so handsome, every time she looked at him, it felt like the very first time, she was so surprised by his striking features.
They had both slept naked and she noticed his gaze dropped to her bosom. When she followed his gaze, she realized her nipples had hardened to stiff peaks. The pulses in her core deepened and his nostrils flared.
“I can smell your arousal, Caylee.” He threw the covers aside and crawled atop her in all his naked glory. His hard cock jutted out and slid up and down her wet slit. He raised an eyebrow at her. “You just woke up, didn’t you? How is your pussy so drenched already, little human?”
“I-I, yes,Xerr, I just woke up.”
“You didn’t answer my other question.” His voice was stern and she realized he expected a response, even though his question embarrassed her.
“I was only thinking about what happened between us yesterday,Xerr. In bed.” She whispered the last two words as a heated flush stole through her whole body.
“Is that so?” A dark glint entered his eyes and he pushed forward, shoving his hugeness inside her.
She gasped and before she inhaled her next breath, he had already withdrawn and thrust back inside her twice. He gripped her hips and set a fast rhythm of claiming her while the sound of nighttime insects faded and the brightness of the sun finally filled the room, gleaming upon his black locks that she’d failed to tame.
Pleasurable tingles ran through her as she lay beneath him with her legs parted wide, eagerly accepting each hard drive of his cock. A rapid but intense orgasm soon followed and she cried out in the throes of her ecstasy. Varro continued pumping into her until she became so sore from use, she didn’t think she could withstand another thrust, then his muscles tensed and his cock stiffened further inside her. She felt the warmth of his seed filling her and she clutched onto him as he found his release. Deep, animalistic growls resounded in the bedroom and his eyes snapped shut while a look of intense pleasure came over him.
After withdrawing from her, he rose from the bed and walked to the closet where the housekeeper had hung her clothing. He selected a long blue dress and walked it over to her.
“You will wear this today, little human, but you are not permitted to wear undergarments of any kind. Furthermore, you are not to bathe just yet. I want you to feel my seed leaking out of you while you walk around the house today.”
Her face heated and she accepted the dress. “Yes,Xerr.”
He took a quick shower while she got dressed. Another flush overcame her when she walked across the room to the largest window overlooking the city and felt his essence sliding down her inner thighs. She wondered how they would spend their time today. Would they have to leave his home for any reason? She hoped not. Not unless she was allowed to shower first.
After Varro emerged from the shower, he dressed in a pair of black pants and a dark blue shirt. “You may use the bathroom if you need to, Caylee, but don’t you dare clean my seed off yourself. If I find you have, I will punish you.”
Her eyes widened and she glanced at the strap before rushing into the bathroom. She hurried to brush her teeth and wash her face. After she went to the bathroom, she was careful not to wipe Varro’s seed from her thighs. She returned to the bedroom and found him standing in the center of the room, a stern look on his face. He nodded at her.
“Lift up your dress, Caylee. All the way above your waist.”
Her heart pounding, she gathered the skirt of her dress up and held it above her waist as instructed. Her pulse spiked further when he moved closer and walked around her in a slow circle, his gaze on her pussy and her thighs. He knelt behind her and forced her legs apart, obviously intent to discover whether or not she had obeyed him.
