Chosen by the Riexian Prince Page 7

  Shock coursed through me as I remain still, not wanting to attract the anger he had been releasing. I wouldn’t survive the anger of a Riexian.

  “Taking me from you?” I tried to process everything he had said. I understood the last part, but the rest didn’t quite make sense. “You won’t allow it?”

  Kyel’s shoulders slumped as he blew out a breath and stood over me, staring down at me with a new kind of intensity. It was like a part of him that he erected as a wall broke down and I was getting to see into the real him for the very first time.

  “I’m here to be mated to Ambassador Kryn. I don’t understand.”

  “The reason we are in TerraLink was because of you. I saw your file and instantly knew I wanted you.” His voice was soft, almost vulnerable. “You were going to be mine.”

  My eyebrows furrowed as I tried to understand. “But I’m to be given to Ambassador Kryn.”

  Something dark flashed in his expression and in a bitter tone, he said, “Only because he knows I want you. He’s going to parade you around in front me knowing I’m not allowed to touch you.”

  “Touch me?” Dirty images of him naked flashed through my mind. My body reacted, needing to make it a reality. “You want to touch me.”

  “There is a lot I want to do to you and for you.” He blew out a breath and stepped back, slowly containing himself once again.

  “Why would you want to protect me from your father?”

  “Have you not learned about the history of my family?”

  I nodded. “I have. But it doesn’t really speak about the relationship between the two of you. It focused more on him than anything else. Not only are they giving me to an old man with nose hair, but they are rubbing my face in too. There isn’t a day when I don’t hear about what he likes and dislikes or don’t see a picture of him. It’s disgusting.”

  I had been speaking so flippantly about it that I forgot what I was going on about and to who. Freezing, I waited for retaliation. Kyel blinked down at me for a moment before a smile twitched at the corner of his mouth. It twitched again before he erupted into a full blow laugh, the sound so foreign that I could only sit there stunned. For a moment, I had wondered if he was having a heart attack or some other emergency.

  The odd sound finally faded away and he spoke. “Enough of that. Would you like to join me for a swim?”

  I hadn’t expected the change of topic nor understood what he said. “A swim?” It was such a foreign word that I feared the translator wasn’t working right. I hated how there was so much I didn’t know about anything outside of my planet.

  “Yes.” Kyel extended his hand, his long fingers stretched out as he waited for me to grab him. My eyes widened as I stared at him, the same feeling as when I watched my introduction video and had seen a man come out of the water, the droplets working their way down his strong body. My skin tingled as all of me burned. Desperate need filled me as I responded to him. I grew wet without even getting in the water.

  “Come,” Kyel said, playfulness still in his voice. It may have come out as a soft response, but I knew that I had just been commanded to obey him.

  I reached out to his hand and let him pull me to my feet, my body leaning into him briefly, feeling the heat of his body. Kyel stepped back and pulled off the skintight shirt, leaving all of him bare. Before I could respond in anyway, he dropped his pants.

  A sound too much like a mewling cat came out of me as I tried to hide my embarrassment and nerves. My eyes refused to look away, and even ignored my command as they dropped down to my biggest curiosity. There truly were two dicks. They were long, one on top of the other. Thick too.

  This was a Riexian male. That was what was supposed to go inside of me? How? Why?

  Kyel chuckled, sounding too proud of himself as he slowly walked toward me, the dicks swinging, drawing my attention back them. They were grey like the rest of his body, but they were a warmer looking grey. Veins crawled up along the organ and what looked like hair was at the base, like a human male, but there was something off about them.

  Curiosity had always gotten me into trouble, and that hadn’t changed even now.

  “Come in the water. You will like swimming,” he said, holding his hand out to me once again. I stared at it before finally placing my hand into his, feeling the smooth warmth of his touch. It was too much like standing in the middle of the desert just as the sun began to illuminate the grey sky, and everything was perfect.

  “Come,” he whispered in that melodic tone that made my legs quake as my insides pulsed with the need to feel more of him, to know what the man sounded like when he was lost in the throes of passion. We walked down a ramp, the water lapping at my feet. The further we went, the deeper it got. His hold on me tightened.

  Perhaps, he was scared I would flee.

  With the water surrounding us and going deeper, now at my knees, it was a real possibility. It was so much water.

  “It’s so cold,” I whispered. I wanted to step back out, but Kyel wouldn’t let me. The water shimmered and beyond that I could see the haze of my feet.

  “I won’t let you go,” Kyel whispered, his voice soft as he prompted me to go deeper. The water rose higher and higher, encompassing my body as we got further away from the edge.

  The water lapped at my shoulders and panic consumed me when I realized he wanted to go deeper. My dress clung to my body, molding to the curve of my skin. It was a light material and did nothing to protect me against the cold.

  My teeth chattered as I tried to hug myself, needing warmth. I only knew warmth and all this coldness was a completely different kind of experience, one I didn’t know what to do with.

  Kyel pulled me into him, wrapping his arms around me before pushing off the ground. We soared through the water and I clung to him, wrapping my legs and arms around his hard body, clinging to him desperately. His warmth chased away the chill and I buried my face into his neck, squeezing my eyes around, too afraid to look.

  “Hold your breath, little one. We’re going under.”

  “What?”

  But instead of responding, I felt his lungs expand before he went down. The water flowed over me and I jerked in his hold wanting to get away. His grip tightened and a moment later, we were back above the water. Water splashed around us as it dripped off us. Kyel was laughing, the sound becoming more easily recognizable as we spent more time together.

  “It’s okay,” he said into my ear. “I got you. I won’t let you sink.” To prove his promise, his grip tightened around me to keep me afloat.

  Completely pressed against him.

  I gasped for breath, staring at him, see his sincerity in the softness of his smile as he stared back at me. It was a new kind of expression I rarely saw while in the Dranks. Only from some of the older couples who had spent a long time together and managed to carve out a piece of happiness for themselves.

  Seeing that same look of adoration and love on Kyel’s face and having it aimed at me was never what I expected. My heart squeezed at the look before picking up at a new beat that never played before.

  Water splashed around me, breaking my trance. I glanced around, realizing we were in the pool, slowly moving with the sway of the water.

  From the outside, the pool had been absolutely gorgeous. Being surrounded by it, the water cuddling against my skin like a cold blanket, it was absolutely breathtaking. This had to be dream. It had to be. That was the only excuse I could come up with. I was still in my bed, delirious from the lack of food and water. If this was a dream, then I never wanted to wake up.

  “Is this swimming?” I asked breathlessly. It was like the water stole all the air in my lungs. Or maybe it was with my vicinity to the Riexian prince.

  “Something like that,” Kyel said with a smile. His fingers tightened their grip, moving to my bare thighs. My dress floated around me, the water changing the laws of physics. His hand moved up to my hip, reminding me the position we were in and what it was that felt between us.


  I felt him. Hard. One hardness pressed against my stomach, the other against my butt.

  “Oh…” I rocked against the hardness, liking how it made me feel all hot and ready.

  Kyel groaned. “Careful there. Or you won’t like where this will lead.”

  “Why?” I asked, challenging him. “Is it because I belong to your father?”

  A growl shook through his chest. “What I feel for you has nothing to do with my father.” His hips moved forward, pressing him more into me, drawing a gasp.

  His touch softened, exploring my delicate skin. Red eyes never moved away from my face as he took in all of my features.

  The water splashed as he moved his free hand to my face, tracing the lines that he saw. I didn’t need to look at a mirror to know what he saw. The pad of his fingers were soft as they ran over the freckles across my nose, over the arch of my eyebrows, at the dip just above my mouth, and then over the curves of my lips.

  His gaze shifted from my lips to my eyes, a question in them. That was when I realized he felt the scar at my hip, his other hand tracing it.

  His jaw tightened before he said, “No one will ever hurt you again, Nora. I won’t let them.”

  I didn’t respond. I didn’t know what to say to that or what kind of promise he really was making there. It confused me because the truth wasn’t going to change. I’d be given to his father, and most likely, that old man was going to kill me like he had his other wives.

  Sadness overwhelmed me as I remembered he said that I was supposed to be his until his father decided to take me instead. How would things have changed if that were the case? Would our lives be as gentle as this moment?

  I blinked as different emotions overwhelmed me. A part of me screamed at the unfairness of it. If I had to choose between the Ambassador or the prince, I’d choose the prince without a moment’s thought. My instincts told me he would have taken good care of me.

  “Nora.” There was a small plea in his voice that drew me out of my thoughts. His grip tightened. “No one will hurt you. Never again. Not anymore. You’re safe.”

  Oh, how I wished I could believe him. My doubt was clear enough that it drew a growl out of him. That only did weird things to my inside. Then he moved his hips again, pressing his growing hardness against me, allowing me to feel more of one of his hard dicks pressed between us. My pussy swelled as my breathing shallowed and the atmosphere between us changed.

  There were a million reason why I shouldn’t have did what I wanted to do. A million rules that I was no doubt breaking. But there was still one good enough reason to why I should. If I wanted to know what kindness from a Riexian felt like, then I’d get it from Kyel. Refusing to hold back at this point, I leaned forward and kissed him.

  I had expected him to pull back, to shove me into the water, going off on a tirade about propriety. However, he kissed me back.

  His grip on my hip tightened, his other hand cupping my chin as he pulled me tighter against me. Water splashed around us, but I was too lost in the sensation of his lips against mine. The cock pressing against my stomach hardened as he moaned.

  His slick tongue prodded at the seam of my lips, trying to gain access. At first I refused, instead, playfully nipping at his lip. A deep groan of need rang from somewhere in his chest as his grip tightened. Unable to hold back from him, needing more, I gave him access, his slick tongue slipping into my mouth, devouring me.

  His hold on me changed. I thought it was so he could hold me closer, but it was so that he could better reach me. One arm wrapped around my waist while the other dipped down further. There was a sharp tug as my underwear was torn off and then the palm of his hand pressed against my pussy. With expert precision, he located my little nub and set me on fire as his fingers flicked it.

  “How?” I gasped, not even sure what I was trying to say.

  “Once I knew you were mine, I did some study of the female body. This is your clit, right?” He bit my lip, not needing a response from me. The way I rocked against him was enough. “I almost feel bad for your males. They only have one—what do you humans call it—dicks?”

  Something prodded at my asshole and I flinched against the pressure.

  “Relax, Nora,” Kyel said. “Not today. I won’t do that. But I’m going to show you the benefits of having two dicks. It is only one reason of many, but for now, it’s the only reason you care about.” He kissed along my neck before saying against my skin. “One day, I will fill you completely. I will completely claim you and no one will be able to ever touch you again.”

  The pressure disappeared and a small part of me groaned at the loss. One of his long fingers slipped into me, curling inside and hitting a spot that drew a gasp from me as tingles shot through me.

  “And that must be what they called a G-Spot.” Kyel sounded way too proud of himself and I was beginning to feel frustrated. He was doing everything right, setting my body on fire.

  I wanted to return the torture. I slipped my hand down and wrapped it around the dick between us, feel the steel rod.

  “Fuck.” Kyel jerked at my touch and I hid my smile in his neck.

  “It’s only fair,” I said.

  Kyel only responded with a jerk as I began pumping him. My first-hand experience with men was practically nonexistent and I had only stories to work with. But I was a fast learner. So I pumped him, loving how his dick hardened from my touch and his muscles tensed with restraint.

  “You are playing a dangerous game,” he warned.

  “I don’t care.”

  He curled his finger again, drawing a moan from me as his thumb ran over my clit. My breathing grew erratic as my body screamed for more. Another finger slid into me as he pumped them inside of me, stretching me in a new way. I shuddered as my insides tightened, ready to burst.

  “Not yet,” he hissed, his breathing as erratic as my own. I pumped him harder, loving the pulsing feeling that came from his dick. He shifted until his other dick slid between my butt cheeks. His hips moved, sliding it up and down as I worked his other one as best as I could.

  My pussy clenched at the idea of him filling me like he promised. Kyel moaned as I tightened around his fingers.

  “Fuck you are so responsive,” he muttered. “I can’t. Not like this. I want to feel you around my cock when you come for the very first time. I want to be inside of you.”

  “Please,” I said. “Please.”

  “It’s going to hurt at first.”

  “I don’t care.”

  Kyel lifted me up and pulled me closer to him. His cock pressed against my entrance. I expected him to move me down onto him. Instead, he worked his hips and pressed up against me, slowly filling me. I stretched around his cock.

  “Kyel,” I gasped, my fingers digging into shoulders as I held onto him.

  “Sh. It’s going to be okay. I’ll be careful.”

  It burned at first and then Kyel flexed his hips and it turned into a sharp pain that forced a moan out of me. Kyel kissed me, swallowing my pain, willing to take some of it away despite not feeling it himself. The pain receded and Kyel moved again, going deeper.

  “I’m going to make you feel good,” he said against my lips. He continued to pump into me. He cupped my breasts, his fingers tweaking my nipples until they were hard and pointed. Then he drew them into his mouth as he moved underneath me. I held onto him, the pain turning into something different, something warmer and intense.

  “Kyel,” I moaned.

  “I know, Nora. I know. Go with it. Feel me.”

  His thrusting was hard and fast, his cock so deep in me that I was afraid he was going to destroy me. He shifted us, the water splashing all around us, but the new position had me completely wrapped around him as his hand cupped my ass, one of his fingers playing with my ass hole. I shuddered from the invasion, the feeling too new.

  “You are so responsive,” he muttered. “So fucking responsive.”

  He grunted, pressing deep into me. My fingers curled into claws as I trie
d to find purchase using his body. Kyel didn’t seem to care that my nails dug into him. He looked way to captivated with the way my breasts bounced in his face.

  “So soft,” he muttered before pressing his face into the space between my boobs. His reaction to my breasts was so intense that his cocked jumped inside of me and he nailed into my harder. There was something else pressing against my entrance every time I pressed against me.

  “What is that?” I gasped.

  “My cillia,” Kyel said, pulling away so he could look at me. “Your human men have that useless pubic hair. We do not. Our cillia is meant for pleasure, to entice every part of your pussy.” He slowed the movement as he pressed in, doing a circular motion with hips. Something brushed against my clit and tugged.

  “Fuck.” My head went back as my sight went hazy, the feeling too much for me. “Do that again.”

  Kyel chuckled and kissed the vein in my neck as he did just that. Electricity surged through me, all my nerves burn.

  “Yes,” I hissed.

  “Remember how this makes you feel, how it lights your body on fire, how it makes your skin hot and sweaty. Focus on this pleasure.” He did it, creating a flair in my stomach that erupted. I lost control and all I could do was hold onto Kyel as my body exploded, millions of stars shooting through me. Kyel grunted his own release, his grip on my tightening as his cock pulsed inside of me, filling me with something that almost burned, sending more fire through me.

  I went limp, and only Kyel holding onto me kept me afloat. If he had let me go, I’d have drowned and I wouldn’t have cared. There was no trying to swim.

  Water splashed and Kyel moved us through the water.

  “You are so wonderful, Nora. More than you can ever know.”

  When there was enough energy, I opened my eyes. “What are you doing?” I asked, still curled against him.

  “Getting you dried off.”

  “But I want to swim more. I like swimming.”

  He chuckled, his chest shaking. “We will do this again. I promise.”

  “Good.”