His Naughty Little Mate (11 page)

Nuemis faced them with his hands clasped behind his back. “Based on what you’ve told us about human sexual practices, we made this room into a bedroom with a large bathroom attached. You may live in this room until you conceive a child, at which point you will be moved into a larger house. Do you find this room satisfactory for habitation, as well as for your breeding sessions?”

“It will be fine,” Erik said.

Carmen gazed around the room, taking in the large bed piled with pillows and blankets. Lamps that emitted a faint yellow glow were spaced around the room. As she moved closer to the bed, she noticed a massive skylight above it. Happiness filled her at the thought of being able to gaze at the stars at night while snuggled in Erik’s arms. A bowl of fruit rested upon a table, and she looked upon what she imagined was a small kitchen area with shelves lined with clear containers of food, plates, utensils, and some gadgets she didn’t recognize.

“The room has been completely stocked with foods appropriate to the human diet so you will not be disturbed during your breeding sessions.” Nuemis started to head for the door, before turning to face them one last time. “Good luck.” He spun around on his heel and strode through the door, leaving them alone.

“I didn’t know it would be like this,” Carmen said, gesturing from the bed to the kitchen area. “I thought we’d be on a hospital bed and they’d be hovering over us the whole time, and I didn’t know we’d be moving up here.” She walked to a wide window that overlooked the beach, and gasped when she realized it was a clear sliding door that led to a porch filled with potted flowers and a small sitting area.

Erik closed the door behind them, and turned her in his arms as the breeze ruffled through her hair. “I explained to Nuemis that humans needed optimal conditions to mate, and that we wouldn’t want to be disturbed very often during the next few weeks, or months, until you become pregnant. The council agreed to provide a new, private bedroom for our breeding activities. They will only enter occasionally, to clean and to restock the kitchen, and for your examinations. There’s a heating element in the kitchen so we can prepare our own meals.”

“Wow. That’s amazing.” She kissed his cheek and peered into his dark eyes, warmth spreading through her chest as she realized the full extent of the negotiating he’d done behind her back, all of it to make this experience easier on her. She loved him for it, loved him for being so thoughtful and giving. “Thank you, Erik.”

Those dark brown eyes of his burned suddenly with a heat that made her heart skip a beat. He leaned down to capture her lips with an urgency that rocked her to her core. He tasted like the tangy fruit they’d had for breakfast, and she gripped his shoulders as he deepened the kiss. Her knees weakened as he unleashed his desires, pressed his center against her, rocking his hardness against her stomach. Little quakes of pleasure rumbled through her, and she gasped as he broke the kiss, swept her up in his arms, and carried her back inside. He laid her on the bed and straddled her as he gripped the neckline of her sheer dress.

She arched into his touch, expecting him to knead her breasts and tease her nipples through the fabric. Instead, a loud ripping noise startled her out of the sensual cloud she’d floated into. She cried out in surprise and looked down as he ripped her dress from top to bottom, turning her to her side for a moment as he tore the garment completely off her. His muscles were tensed beneath his shirt, and he appeared larger than ever as he hovered above her, his primal gaze sweeping up and down her naked body.

“You’re a beautiful girl, Carmen,” he said, gliding a hand up her thigh. “And now you’re all mine to do with as I please.” He cupped her pussy and a shudder ran through her.

Had he really just ripped her clothes off? She looked at the torn garment on the floor, then returned her gaze to him. Yes, he had. His display of power thrilled her and resonated with her longing to be taken, to be dominated.

To be bred.

She parted her thighs as he explored her pussy, giving her a censuring look when he discovered the wetness within. “You’re all slick down here, Carmen. You weren’t touching yourself before we came here, were you?”

Her mouth dried at the dark gleam in his eyes, and her insides quivered as he splayed her pussy lips apart, delving into her moist entrance. Finally realizing he’d asked her a question, she shook her head.

A sting bloomed across her thigh as he swatted her, twice. “I asked you a question, little girl. Were you touching yourself down here earlier?”

“No!” He’d made it perfectly clear that such behavior was against the rules.

“No, what?” He swatted her thigh again, the sting landing right beside her aching pussy.

She flushed. “No, daddy, I wasn’t touching myself.”

“I certainly hope not. Do you remember what happens if you touch your little flower, Carmen?”

Her center pulsed in his hand, and she resisted the impulse to grind against him. “I-I get a spanking on my flower petals.” Heat engulfed her face, spreading down her chest and throughout her body to make her hot all over. Hot and throbbing and needy. If he didn’t take her soon, she’d go crazy.

He gave her a light smack, directly atop her pussy lips. “That’s right, little girl, so you’d best remember that every little part of you belongs to your daddy. Okay?”

“Okay, daddy,” she said breathlessly, nodding as she parted her legs wider, silently beckoning him to take what belonged to him.

With a growl, he removed his shirt and tossed it aside. He stood up long enough to shed his pants before reclaiming his position overtop her. Desire rippled through her in sharp waves when his hardness brushed against her thigh. She tried to touch him, but he pinned her wrists down, holding her captive as he bent to place kisses on her stomach. Her flesh tingled in the wake of his lips as he worked his way up to her breasts and neck. Each time she tried to escape his grasp, he tightened his hold on her wrists and grazed his teeth across her skin.

She was burning up by the time he pressed his cock between her legs, though he didn’t enter her pussy right away. Frustrated and panting, she lifted her hips and tried to invite his entrance, but he didn’t seem to be in any hurry. Pleasure lit in his eyes at her exasperation over his teasing, and she glared at him and once again aimed her center for his hard length.

“You’re a beast for torturing me like this,” she said, fighting his hold but not gaining an inch.

He dragged his cock up and down her slick folds but still didn’t press inside. “Does a certain little girl need a lesson in patience?” he asked in a threatening tone that sent a shiver up her back.

“No, daddy. But I’m so wet and achy I can’t stand it.”

“Then perhaps I should show you just how beastly I can be.” He surged into her pussy with a force that stole her breath. She gasped at the feel of his hugeness inside her, panting as he stilled within her for a few moments before starting to move and setting a fast, hard pace of thrusts. The bed shook as he held her down, keeping her wrists pinned beside her head as he pounded into her.

The sound of sticky slaps filled the room, and she lay beneath him unable to do more than raise her center up slightly to meet his movements. Pain wrought from his roughness blended with the exquisite pleasure of finally being filled up by him, and she fell into a perfect, erotic haze. Sunlight streamed down through the skylight, and she marveled at his strength, his broad chest and well-defined muscles glistening under a sheen of perspiration as he fucked her hard, without mercy. Taking what was his and what she’d longed to give him for what seemed like forever. Now that the moment had come, she was blissfully lost in the sensations as he thrust in and out, each plunge of his shaft sending a jolt of pleasure throughout her body. She was oh so close to shattering, to coming apart underneath him as her desire coiled tight, ready to spring loose.

He released her wrists and flipped her over, positioning her on her hands and knees. Instinctively, she arched her bottom up and spread her thighs, displaying her wet, aching center for his taking. Except he didn’t thrust into her pussy as she’d anticipated, instead drawing moisture up to her bottom hole. She tensed at the unexpected pressure on her snug, private hole.

“Wh-what are you doing, daddy?” Her question came out like a sob, a plea for him to continue fucking her, to bring her to the release she’d almost reached seconds ago.

His hot breath tickled her ear as he leaned over her. “Filling up both your holes.”

* * *

Erik spread moisture from Carmen’s pussy atop her quivering bottom hole, drawing whimpers from her when he began to push inside with two fingers. Her tight passage clamped down on him, but he persisted, withdrawing a bit only to push farther in with the next thrust. She gasped and tensed beneath him, shuddering with what sounded like relief when he positioned his cock at her slick entrance. Keeping his fingers fully submerged in her bottom hole, he glided the tip of his length over her moist lips.

“Now Carmen, I want to hear you say, ‘Daddy, please fill up both my holes and come inside my pussy.’”

Her body quaked, and she lifted her head, her shoulders rising and falling quickly. “Daddy, will you please fill up both my holes and come inside my pussy?” She tensed after she finished repeating the words and arched her bottom higher.

He slammed into her tightness, groaning with the first thrust into her pussy. God, she was perfect, and she was all his. Keeping his fingers in her ass, he began moving in and out of her moist center, loving the feel of her muscles clamping down on his shaft. Little whimpers escaped her as he pounded into her, setting a fast rhythm as he claimed both her holes at the same time.

She was so lovely on her hands and knees underneath him, silky strands of her hair spread around her head as she gripped the covers. As he fucked her, she kept her backside lifted up, accepting each thrust as he filled her up. He felt the beginnings of his release as a tingle raced up his thighs. His balls tightened, and he reached his free hand underneath her to stroke her clit, rubbing her wetness around the stiff, pulsing button.

“Come for me, Carmen.”

They came together as he pumped into her, his seeding spurting into her depths. She cried out and collapsed beneath him, and he withdrew his cock from her pussy as well as his fingers from her ass. Turning her over on her back, he placed a pillow beneath her bottom and urged her to bend her legs to her chest. He’d just come inside her and though he’d thoroughly enjoyed every second of their joining, the whole purpose of this was for Carmen to conceive. Guilt stabbed at him as he once again wondered if they were doing the right thing. What if she grew to despise him? What if she didn’t become pregnant at all?

A warm hand on his face startled him from his thoughts, and he stared down at a smiling Carmen as she caressed his cheek. She was so beautiful, her hair in disarray and her face flushed. Her lips were swollen from his kisses, and a peaceful look had settled upon her.

“Do you think this will help?” she asked, nodding at the pillow beneath her.

He shrugged. “It might.” He released his hold on her knees, and her legs stayed in place. Lying down beside her, he pressed her head against his chest, his fingers tangling in her soft hair. “Are you all right?”

He felt her smile. “Yes, I am fine. That was… wonderfully exhausting.”

He couldn’t restrain a chuckle. Wonderfully exhausting, indeed. He had her hold the position with her bottom raised for several minutes, ensuring his seed remained deep inside her, before he carried her to the bathroom and cleaned her up. She fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow, and not wanting to leave her a moment, he stayed by her side until she awoke a few hours later.

The days bled together and they didn’t leave their new room on the top floor once, spending all their time gazing at the scenery, talking, and breeding. He took her several times a day, fucking her on every surface of their room. The floor, the kitchen table, bent over a chair, and even on the balcony one evening as the stars transpired above them.

Once a week, Erra and Stee arrived to examine Carmen. They didn’t appear very interested in Erik anymore, since he wasn’t the one who was trying to conceive. He assisted with their examinations, taking a dark delight in making Carmen blush as he brought her pleasure during her visits. They developed a routine where she’d lie on the bed with her legs spread wide while they scanned her abdomen. If Carmen resisted, he didn’t hesitate to lift her legs up and warm her bottom while she was in the diaper position, shamefully exposed as he disciplined her in front of the physicians.

During their last visit, the alien women had brought a phallus-shaped object along, which they claimed was necessary for a thorough internal vaginal examination. Carmen had protested and he’d spanked her soundly before she complied, spreading her legs while he slowly inserted the object into her pussy. He hadn’t even needed to use the lubrication they had brought along, she was so drenched from her reaction to him during her punishment.

“Little girls get their bottoms paddled hard when they don’t cooperate, don’t they?” he’d asked Carmen while Erra and Stee looked on with curiosity. Carmen had whimpered and ceded to his authority, even keeping her calm when he suggested to the aliens that the phallus-shaped scanner might also be used in her bottom hole. Using the moisture from her soaking pussy, he’d pressed the object into her ass as he stroked her clit.

Stee and Erra had stood close by as he began thrusting the phallus in and out of her ass, Stee commenting that his ministrations were increasing her levels of arousal as measured by the amount of natural moisture coating her pussy. Carmen had felt deeply shamed during the ordeal, but also helplessly turned on. After a while of fucking her ass with the sleek metallic object, Erik asked the alien women for extra lubrication for her bottom hole, and they’d handed him a clear tube of liquid. She was so on edge that she cried out in desperation when he paused stroking her clit to pull the phallus out of her ass until the tip rested directly at her puckering entrance. Then he explained to Stee and Erra that he’d be able to thrust the object faster and deeper into her bottom hole if she was better lubricated.