Page 30 of Claimed By her Alien Prince

I rearranged Lilith on the bed, and she spread her legs for me, ready, inviting. Fuck, her cunt was tight. It fought me for every inch until I encountered an even stronger resistance and was reminded of one of the requirements. Seven maidens. Seven virgins.

Fuck.

I hesitated.

"Now, Seth!" she demanded, breaking any resistance I might have still held on to. And her voice, by the seven hells, that voice and her accent… the way she spoke our language got even more under my skin.

There was no other way for it than to push forward and break the resistance. She stiffened, but that was the only indication of her experiencing any distress. I halted.

"Don't stop."

I pushed deeper. Each inch I gained was accompanied by a gasp from her. Her hips rose to take me in fully, to the hilt. Only then did she seem satisfied.

Her unexperienced hips moved up and down and I slowed her, by placing my hand on her flat stomach before I began to move between her legs. Slowly, I released the pressure I put on her and she picked up the rhythm.

I felt myself coming, even though I tried to get my cock and balls to behave, she had to come first. And when she did, her walls massaged my cock so hard I couldn't hold back any longer. With a roar so loud it echoed off the walls, I plunged into her again and again, pushed my seed all the way into her welcoming body, while she writhed under the onslaught of her orgasm.

Her chest heaved, small beads of sweat made their way down her neck to the mounds of her breasts, and I stared at her perfect face in wonder.

Her lips parted slightly, her eyes were curtained by thick, long lashes half closed, and a rosy flush filled her cheeks. I slowly lowered my head until our foreheads touched. She leaned up and kissed my lips. Her hands moved up my arms, holding on to my biceps.

Crystal clear, light green eyes looked up at me when her lids opened fully. Her black pupils were dilated, and I saw myself reflected in them.

Neither one of us seemed to know what to say. We just shared the most intimate moment I had ever experienced, and I guessed because she had been a virgin, it was true for her as well. Both of us were reluctant to spoil the moment, but then a voice over the comm announced servants were ready to enter with refreshments.

"Enter," I commanded, not happy about the interruption, but I assumed my little Nayphyllym bride to be hungry.

I watched her with amusement as she scrambled to pull the bedsheet all the way up to her chin, hiding her delicious curves from me and the five Tainted servants entering the room.

Tainted Nayphyllyms were creatures with only a small amount of Nayphyllym blood left in them. Enough to still have some healing capabilities, but not strong enough to truly sustain a Daemon, making them unmatable.

As of right now, gargoyles and several thousand Daemon aristocrats were combing Adama for more of them. The Nayphyllym had spread across Adama tens of thousands of years ago and didn't keep to themselves. They spread their genes and blood among the Adamas, creating a well of tainted Nayphyllym of many different levels.

We would take aboard as many as they stole, and on our return to Elysian, they would become cherished, immortal citizens, or so I was told.

I had never set foot on Elysian; I was born to the last batch of Nayphyllym maidens brought aboard theAsphodel. I had never known my mother or father. Ishtar told me that my mother was dropped off on Elysian where she would be held in high regard and was free to marry any male she desired.

As for my father? I only knew that he had been forced to compete in the same sick quest as I, and I had only ever seen him once. I had no idea if he won or died.

When I asked Ishtar about it, she only said that one day, I would find out.

My brothers claimed to have received the same response when they asked Ishtar, but since we were all on the same… er, ship, I didn't trust them on anything they said.

None of us was happy being kept in the dark, not knowing what our future would bring aside from having to mate one the seven virgins we were to pick up on Adama and having to fight to the death until only one male was left standing.

Sethseemedfarawayas we watched the servants put food on the table. Tray after tray was brought in holding golden dome-covered dishes, whose aroma permeated the room.

I smelled curry, basil, oregano and tomato sauce, as well as other spices that made my mouth water.

"Will you excuse me for a moment?" Seth rose, naked. He grabbed his pants off the floor and put them on, not caring about the servants in the room setting the table. Nor did they seem to notice him.

I did though.

And can I just say, wow! Wow!

This man was ripped beyond belief. Tall and broad chested, he turned to give me a dimpled smile that weakened my knees even while I laid down.

"I need to use the restroom, unless you wish to do so first?"

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