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He soon disappears down the corridor, and I resume my walk to Emperor Radakk’s quarters, all the while resolving that I must continue filling Ellie with my seed multiple times a day. The thought of her running off and putting herself in danger… I growl at the prospect, and I almost feel sorry for her when I consider how sore she’s going to be by the time I’ve finished pounding her tonight.
Chapter14
ELLIE
I glanceup from my tablet when heavy footsteps sound in the entryway. My stomach flips at the dark look in Tornn’s eyes. When he meets my gaze, his nostrils flare and he emits an ominous growl that causes the hair on the back of my neck to stand up. It also causes warmth to quake between my thighs and my breaths to quicken.
He stalks toward me, and I rise from my spot on the sofa. As he comes closer, I back away a few steps. I can’t help it. There’s a primal hunger surrounding him that intimidates me.
Have I done something wrong? Is he angry at me?
I’ve spent most of today reading on my tablet, but I can’t imagine why that would make him angry. If he expects me to do housework, he hasn’t mentioned it. Besides, he has a servant android that he showed me this morning before he’d left. In fact, the android is currently busy in the kitchen wiping down the counters.
“Tornn?” I inhale a shaky breath and glance around his quarters in search of an escape route should I need one. But there’s nowhere to run and nowhere to hide. I already know I’ll never make it out of his quarters. The door won’t open for me. And if I try to hide in a closet or under his bed, I have no doubt he’ll be quick to pull me out—if I even manage to outrun him and make it there in the first place.
He backs me against the viewscreen and places his hands on either side of my head, then leans down and runs his nose along my neckline, taking deep inhales.
“I am going to pound you until you’re sore between your thighs and dripping with my seed, little female.” He nips at my ear, his sharp teeth scraping my flesh. Goosebumps rise all over my body, and a shiver rushes down my spine. Tension coils in my nether area, a heatedpulse pulse pulsethat causes my panties to feel damp.
Well. At least he’s not mad at me. But my relief over this realization is short-lived because he abruptly grips the neckline of my shirt and rips it down the center, exposing my bosom. Though I’m wearing a bra, I instinctively move my hands to shield myself, but he smacks my hands away and snarls in my face, bearing his sharp, pointed teeth.
I drop my hands to my sides and take a deep breath. Tremors rack my body as my apprehension grows. Tornn might not be angry with me, but he could still hurt me during a rough session of copulation. I’d thought him rough last night and this morning, but there’s an especially dark glimmer in his eyes that promises savagery.
He finishes tearing the remnants of my shirt off my body, then does the same with my bra and the loose pants I’m wearing. Oh, and my panties. Those get torn to pieces. A whimper leaves me as I watch him toss the shredded fabric to the floor. He presses me hard against the viewscreen, and the cool surface is a stark contrast to the heated pulsations between my quivering thighs.
Grasping my hair, he pulls me away from the viewscreen and pushes me to the floor on my hands and knees. The floor is hard and cold, but I don’t dare make a move to get up. If he wants to pound me on the floor, I will cooperate. Besides, what choice do I have? If I resist, I have no doubt he’ll punish me, and my bottom cheeks involuntarily clench as I remember the two spankings he’s given me.
“Lift your bottom higher and part your thighs wider, little female,” he says with a growl. “Show me the tight, wet hole I’m about to fuck.”
His crass words cause my face to heat. I hurry to comply with his demands, and the cool air in his quarters wafts against my aching pussy as I spread myself to his liking.
As I stare straight ahead, facing the kitchen where the servant android is still busy wiping down the counters—how fucking dirty are they, anyway?—I hear the sounds of rustling fabric and boots being kicked off.
My pulse accelerates and warmth undulates in my center, my clit throbbing so hard that I find myself anticipating the vibration of his scrotum while he slams into me from behind.
I glance over my shoulder, eager for a look at Tornn in all his naked glory. I’m not disappointed. He stands above me like a conquering warrior, his textured muscles gleaming in the overhead lights, the ancestral markings across his chest glowing. Both his cocks are fully erect, sticking straight out with drops of his blue essence glistening on the bulbous tips. I can easily see that his balls are already vibrating, and my breath catches in my throat.
He releases another growl, and as he holds my gaze, he reaches down and fists his cocks, taking one in each hand. He kneels behind me on the floor, still pumping his shafts, and I turn back around and brace myself for the first hard thrust into my center.
He doesn’t make me wait long. Before I take my next breath, he aligns one of his lengths—his lower one, I think—with my entrance and shoves inside with a feral roar that echoes off the walls.
Grasping my hips so hard I yelp, he sets an unhuman pace of pounding me, surging into my depths with so much force, he causes me to slide forward on the floor. His vibrating balls keep hitting my clit, andoh God oh God oh fuckit doesn’t take long for me to shatter. I cry out in the throes of a sweeping climax.
For the next two hours, Tornn behaves as though he’s possessed. He claims me again and again, spilling his seed inside me, only to withdraw his spent shaft and shove his other cock into my depths. He needs little more than a few seconds to recover in between mating sessions.
My knees and palms ache from the uncomfortable position on the floor, but he seems so lost in his fervent need for me that I’m not certain he would even hear me if I asked to change positions.
I lose count of the orgasms he gives me. I’m helpless to stop the quaking bliss from gripping me as his vibrating balls press against my throbbing clit.
When I no longer have the strength to remain upright and I collapse on the floor, he lifts me and positions me over the side of the sofa, though he does take a moment to place a pillow beneath my head before he enters me again. It’s the only sign I have that he’s still in there somewhere, that he hasn’t gone totally mad with lust.
“You’re mine, sweet human,” he says as he slams into my aching pussy. “Mine.”
Chapter15
ELLIE
I watchin fascination as the servant android hangs Tornn’s clothing next to mine in the huge closet. The remarkably lifelike android resembles a Darrvason male, though it’s slightly shorter and less muscular than Tornn himself. It blinks every few seconds, and its chest rises and falls as though it’s breathing, which I find a tad unnerving.
