Page 20 of Seeded By Two

And it came with all these other benefits too!

The only real issue I had was that I did not want the royal family of this Krev to come along and claim him later if they needed him.

If the child grew up and wanted to have more to do with its heritage, and the royal family was open to that, then I was just as open to it.

But I was pleased to hear the royal family would not stick their noses in and force me to raise the child in the traditional Krev way — however that was!

I knew as little about the Krev species as I did royalty.

Feon had left the room to send a message, leaving me on my own to pace about the suite and think through how I really felt and thought about this whole situation.

I veered between extreme excitement… and extreme concern.

After all, I didn’t know these Krev and I didn’t know if I could trust them.

But, strangely, I felt like I could trust Feon.

It was in his bearing and the confident way he spoke, the way he looked at me…

Somehow, I just trusted him…

I shook my head at how naïve I could be.

After all, here I was, in a Seeding Facility, surrounded by aliens, each with different cultures and traditions, and I was ready to believe the first alien male I had come across?

And yet, I was excited at the prospect of mating — finally! — and thrilled that my expectations were going to be met.

I had expected to lay with a powerful alien male and that was exactly what was going to happen.

I bit my bottom lip and glanced back towards the door.

Maybe I could be a little cheeky, a little playful…

I didn’t want to waste any time bedding Prince Feon, and thought he might actually enjoy it if I were to play up to his own expectations.

I slipped the négligée off over my head, hung it from the back of a chair, and crept into the giant bed.

I supposed it needed to be massive to cater to the huge alien males!

I sunk between the cool sheets and tugged it up to my neck.

My head rested on the luxurious pillow, staring up at the ceiling.

I pictured Feon, his massive shoulders, his powerful frame, and imagined him entering the room, seeing me in the bed, naked, ready for him.

He would remove his clothes and stalk towards the bed.

I would grow a little nervous, but excited at the same time.

When he removed his underwear — assuming these creatures even wore underwear! — his huge throbbing member (which I was certain he would have) would swing like a pendulum on a grandfather clock back and forth as he strode toward me.

Then he would pull the sheet back and have his wicked way with me, pumping me with his delicious Seed.

I squealed with excitement and rubbed my legs together, already beginning to feel a little wet.

But my current position was not exactly the most thrilling so I tugged back the blanket and lay with my head resting on my palm, my elbow bent, gazing toward the door.

I raised a leg, pulling the sheet up with it, and checked myself in the mirror on the back wall.

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