Assistant for the Alien Prince by Tammy Walsh
Jessica
I didn’t understandwhat was happening, only that it was happening.
His lips were on mine and mine were all over his.
I wasn’t in control of my body.
Something else was.
Something ancient and powerful.
Something that’d always been there but had never made its presence fully known before.
A great thirst.
A great hunger.
I tore at his clothes, frustrated there were so many layers between us.
The crimson red of his uniform burned a hole in my chest the very moment I saw him wearing it.
The gold of his family crest brought out the vividity of his purple gaze.
I reached inside his jacket and felt the hardened muscles inside.
They were as firm and defined as I knew they would be.
He pressed one hand to my breast as the other swept around and cupped the swell of my ass.
He pinched my nipples through the fabric of my dress almost painfully and squeezed my ass firmly.
Neither of us said a word.
We didn’t need to.
We both somehow understood.
He needed an escape, and I was it.
The same way that I needed to feel alive again, to see through the desperation of my situation.
He gripped the zip on the back of my dress and yanked it down, pulling it apart like I was an over-wrapped Christmas present.
He might have broken the zip but I didn’t care.
The dress slid down my arms and he pulled my bra to get at my breasts.
He flicked at the bulb of my nipples and I threw my head back and groaned joyfully.
I might have tried to retreat, but his grip was firm and I realized there was no escape.
He pulled the skirt of my dress up and ran his hand over my soft inner thighs before rubbing my damp mound through my underwear.
I felt embarrassed he turned me on so much but what could I do about it?
In his eyes, I saw only a creature desperate to claim what he wanted.
He slid my underwear to one side and ran a finger over my slit, already moist with dreams of him.
I gasped as he worked his finger back and forth, sending shockwaves through my system.
I could barely keep my feet, and just when I pulled back to undress before him, he slid his finger inside me.
I gasped and grabbed his arm to slow him down… but I needn’t have bothered.
He moved slowly, sensuously, in and out of me, before burying his lips on mine.
As he sucked the gasp from me, his finger dove deeper and rubbed at the roof of my pussy, making me shiver with ecstasy.
He was slow and deliberate, his hot breath painting my cheeks.
One of his powerful hands was buried inside me, the other pulled my ass toward him, driving me further onto him.
His palm pressed against my clit with slow rhythmic pleasure.
He lowered his lips to my nipples and sucked at them.
In the polished metal of a weight-bearing strut, I caught sight of the two of us, writhing like separate monsters coming together.
I clutched him close and felt the rising tide of the orgasm chasing after me as my hips bucked and ground against his expert hands.
I gnawed on his shoulder and clutched him closer as his hand worked me faster, harder.
I could hear how wet I was, sucking against his powerful motions as I screamed and felt the earth-shaking orgasm that sent shockwaves through my system.
I wound my fingers through his thick hair and gripped hold of his horns as he took me over the crest and my body exploded over his hand, a thin layer of hot sweat breaking over my body.
I turned lax but he was there to hold me.
He pressed his forehead against mine and smiled, the dimples rising to his glowing cheeks.
“Miss Jessica Williams, you’re full of surprises.”
“I… might say… the same thing of you…” I said between gasping breaths. “This shouldn’t have happened. We shouldn’t do this…”
I couldn’t believe the words coming out of my mouth.
It was my rational mind coming to the fore—bitch that it was—to condemn everything we’d just done, even if it’d felt so right.
“You’re right,” Zai said, surprising me. “We shouldn’t do this. But you know, as we’ve gone this far, a little further isn’t going to make much difference.”
He said the words out loud that I could only bring myself to think.
“Yes,” I gasped. “We’ve made a mistake… I suppose compounding it isn’t going to make much difference now…”
His smile curled the corner of one lip.
“Pounding. That’s exactly what I had in mind.”
He carried me over to the back of the shuttlecraft and yanked a handle I hadn’t even noticed, producing a bed from the wall.
He dumped me on it, stripped off his clothes within five seconds, and fell upon me.
He was a vicious animal who knew a timid and vulnerable creature when he saw one.
But for once, this particular creature wanted to be taken advantage of.
