Page 11 of Radakk's Mate
Am I the only male who’s caused her to become wet between her thighs?
I growl as I continue stroking my digit through her growing moisture. A sense of possessiveness grips me.
If I ever learn another male once elicited feelings of arousal within her, I will hunt that male down and end him, human or Darrvason.
I would kill anyone who looks at her with lust. Just as I would slaughter anyone who harms or threatens her.
“You’re getting very wet, little spy.” I glance up, meeting her widened eyes. “Are you getting wet because you’re thinking about what’s going to happen between us? Because you’re imagining me holding you down, spreading your thighs, and plunging deep in your slick hole?”
Her eyes go wider, and she starts to shake her head. But I soon drag my finger over her clit, causing her hips to jerk forward. She emits a needy whimper, and Star Gods how I adore the sound. I graze her engorged nubbin again and again, reveling in her responsiveness.
When she doesn’t answer my question, I retract my hand from her center and deliver a sharp smack to the inside of her right thigh. She gasps and tries to close her legs, but I force her to remain in position.
“Answer me, little spy. Tell me why you’re getting so wet.” I delve two fingers between her thighs this time, but instead of prodding her clit, I slowly begin to insert my fingers. A gradual pumping motion as I test her tightness.
“I-I am not certain, Emperor.” Her lips quiver, and a tear cascades down her face. “Please. I-I am so embarrassed. I wish you would allow me to wear clothing. I-I could put my dress back on and simply lift it up when it’s time for you to claim me.”
I manage to push the tips of my fingers into her chasm, but I soon meet resistance. The barrier of her virginity. Wicked pleasure undulates within me as I imagine the moment I’ll tear through it with one of my shafts, claiming her innocence.
Taking what belongs to me.
I continue pumping into her with my fingers, shallow thrusts that hit her barrier each time. Sometimes I press hard enough to make her wince.
One slick entrance. She only possesses one slick entrance. Darrvason females have two vaginas, but Thalia’s a human. I don’t mind that she’s different from my people, and I vow that I’ll make my first claiming of her pleasurable for the both of us.
“Physical copulation is very natural, little spy, just as it’s natural for a male to see his mate completely unclothed. You have nothing to be embarrassed about. You have a lovely body and I plan to savor the act of kissing and licking you all over.”
She flushes and shakes her head. “That sounds very improper.”
I grin up at her, then withdraw my fingers from her center. As she watches my movements, I wipe my glistening fingers on her flesh, causing her quivering thighs to gleam with the evidence of her arousal. Her face becomes flushed, no doubt with embarrassment.
I rise to my feet and remove my shirt. Her gaze goes to the glowing ancestral markings on my arms, though she doesn’t comment on them. I catch her eye, then begin unfastening my pants.
She takes a step back, but I follow her, shedding my pants as she retreats and falls against the bed. A strangled squeak leaves her as she stares openly at my fully erect dual shafts.
“I told you to stand in place.” I gaze down at her. “You disobeyed me, little spy, and not for the first time today. It seems you have difficulty following instructions.”
“I’m sorry. Please don’t…” Her voice trails off. “Please don’t hurt me.”
“You must learn to obey me, Thalia. You’re about to become my empress, and your cooperation—your complete submission to me as your mate—will serve as an example to all the other human females who are claimed by my people.”
“I-I know, and I’m very sorry.” She glances toward the center of the room and makes to slip off the bed. “I can go back to where I was standing. Please give me one more chance.”
I perform a brief, lazy stroke of my upper appendage, then shake my head. “No. You have been resisting me too much, little spy, and I think you would benefit from a disciplinary session. Stand up and bend over the bed. Present your bottom for chastisement.”
She stares at me with pleading eyes, but finally, she gets off the bed. I think she’s about to bend over the side as ordered… until she suddenly makes a run for the door.
I bolt after her.
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THALIA
Before I can even reachthe door, Emperor Radakk grabs me. I kick and flail and cry out as he carries me back to the bed. I knew running was foolish, but I couldn’t help it.
The prospect of bending over and presenting myself for punishment was too much. And all because I had trouble following his very embarrassing instructions.
I’ve never been intimate with a male before, yet he expects me to comply with his demands, strip naked while he watches, and stand still while he inspects me.
