The Alien King’s Mate part 24

KING VULCAN

Fuck. I’d give all the gold in my kingdom just to keep this floating platform where it is. Disconnected from the world so I can keep with my mate on my lap, writhing in pleasure. Plugged by my fingers.

She makes such a sweet sound when she comes. A breathy, low moan as her fingers and toes curl. I can't wait to make her come a thousand more times and discover what other changes her body makes when she’s orgasming on my fingers, tongue, and cock.

I keep my fingers pressed against her crotch. Wishing I could tear through her cloth and touch her hot, wet, pulsing pussy. But this will have to be enough for now.

I bring my fingers to my mouth and suck them, groaning at the imagination of her bare pussy on my lips.

Lilian bends her legs and wraps her arms around them. “How embarrassing,” she muttere.

“Yes,” I growl. “Be ashamed of taking my sleep. I will not get any rest until I get another taste of you.”

“Vulcan…” she groans.

I rub her arms. “It’s alright. I’ll survive. Besides, no one saw us. This will be our secret.”

Silence engulfs us along with the wind, although I protect her from the latter by keeping her in my arms.

This night is a gift. I couldn’t have imagined a better date. Our relationship has broken the touch barrier and claiming Lilian’s heart will be much easier now that I can use my hands and cock to do my bidding.

I want all of her. I want my queen bare under me, with her trusting eyes staring into my own and the air heavy as our souls make love before our bodies do.

“Thank you,” I tell her and kiss the crown of her head. I don’t need to elaborate. She knows what I’m thankful for.

She shrinks into my arms, and my chest rumbles with a sound of pleasure.

Below us, a harsh clanking sound disturbs the night. It’s too dark to see what’s lurking on the ground, but I would recognize the sound anywhere.

“What is that?”

I sigh, hating that our moment has been disturbed. “It’s a person armored by gold.”

“But I thought gold was forbidden?”

I kiss her head again. “It is. But there is a physical state that my people can take that lets them cover their body in gold. There are some people that have been statues for decades. It’s extremely difficult to exit this statue state when entered. But a new drug has been poisoning the streets. It lets people into this state. Some are unfortunate and get stuck. They mindlessly roam while covered in gold.”

She shudders.

“Don’t worry, they can’t reach us up here.”

“Will they be alright?” She whispers.

I sigh. “Probably not. My men will do the best they can to capture and secure them, but once their mind is gone, it’s up to the gods to restore it.”

The platform jolts a few inches, now fully charged. I rise and help Lilian stand.

“We should return to the palace,” I say. “It has been quite a night for the both of us.”

“Sorry it ended so quickly,” she says. “I shouldn’t have asked for the elevator ride.”

I chuckle. “Trust me, that was the best gift you could have given me. No coupon would have given me this much joy.”

She rolls her eyes and thrusts her hand against my abdomen, but I don’t move an inch. Her wide eyes drop to my abdomen.

Rare pride fills me. I’ve never prioritized my physique. Muscles naturally developed as I trained relentlessly over the years, but I never cared about how it attracted females. Lilian is different. I want want to lift her off her feet, wrap her legs around my waist, and fuck her to show her how much stamina these muscles carry.

Like a conceited bastard, I lift my shirt up so her small palm is flat against my skin. She stiffens as I lean in to kiss her neck. “The next time you come, it will be by grinding on my abdomen.”

She shudders a breath, but doesn’t pull away.

I’m the first one to retreat, because I’m the weakest. For all my titles and power, I’m reckless and rash when it comes to her. She has her reasons to fight the mate bond while I have none. I’m shameless, desperate. Ready to fuck her anywhere she’ll have me.

I put some distance between us as the platform rises. I'm frustrated by the knowledge that her panties are soaked. I want to kiss her and make those panties even wetter until they fall off on their own.

I remind myself to have restraint, but it’s the hardest fucking challenge I’ve endured. I would prefer to fight a thousand wars than keep living with this sexual frustration.

If only she knew the things I did when I took her robe… she wouldn’t wear it again. I held the cloth to my face and inhaled it–inhaled her scent, as I beat my cock.

“Vulcan?” she whispers, and I realize we’ve reached her room.

The walk back to the palace was a blur. I was so lost in my thoughts, so lost in her.

“What are you thinking of?” she asks, pulling her hood off to reveal her innocent eyes and smooth skin.

You. You. You.

“You.”

I’ve never been a liar. Never been ashamed of the things I feel for her. So I’ll be honest and admit that although I’m the king of a kingdom, she’s the queen of my focus. My dreams. My power.

If she knew how devoted my heart and cock are to her, she would become a dangerous woman.

She smiles and ducks her head. “Thanks again for the date.”

“Have I earned myself any more coupons?”

She laughs, the sweet sound filling the wide halls that I once considered too quiet. Halls that only offer hushed whispers and footsteps.

“Goodnight, alien king.”

I watch her disappear into her room, and rest a palm against the closed door. I feel the vibrations of her footsteps as she walks deeper into the room. After a few seconds, once it’s quiet, I walk away. I make it down the hall and to the left when I catch a glimpse of my sister.

What is she doing here? The palace is massive. She has no reason to be in this wing, where my mate resides. Not after the nonsense she pulled last time.

I stalk her from a distance, watching closely. I’ve never lurked in a corner of my damn castle. Never had a reason to sneak like I don’t belong here. But I’ll do it to protect Lilian.

My sister knocks on the door, and Lilian opens it mid-sentence.

“Did you forget som–”

“Hi,” my sister says, entwining her hands. She’s wearing a dark blue dress, the skirt draping on the floor. It’s a lavish dress. One that Lilian wouldn’t want to wear.

“Hi,” Lilian replies, her voice wary.

“I just wanted to apologize about last time. I’m very… protective of Vulcan. I didn’t think you’d be worthy. Not after what humans did to our parents. Forgive me.”

“I see,” comes Lilian’s soft voice. “It’s alright.”

She keeps things short, as if not trusting my sister. I can’t blame her. Not after the humiliation she endured.

“That’s all. Goodbye, Lilian.”

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