Nanny For The Alien General by Athena Storm
Serafina
The royal bedchamber is much to my liking. As is the royal shower, where I insist on going when we get there. “I’ve been imprisoned and shackled,” I tell him. “At the risk of spoiling the mood, let me clean up a little.”
I emerge from the shower feeling clean and fresh. And eager for Keilon’s body. I leave my dirty clothes on the floor and step into a robe before heading back into the bedchamber.
It’s now aglow from candles situated all over the room. Keilon himself is lighting a final one near the large bed. He is naked except for some calf-length linen pants and I nearly gasp at the sight of him. No matter how many times I see that large, chiseled frame, it excites me.
He turns and takes me in.
I think of the mate bond. I feel such a desire to be vulnerable with him. To reveal all of my being to him.
Beginning with my own body. I let the robe fall and let him see me. Really see me. Naked and desirous of him. He takes me in, hesitant at first, perhaps not wanting to seem the voyeur. But as he realizes that is exactly what I want, he devours me with searching, penetrating eyes.
If he only knew how hungry I was for him to penetrate me with more than his eyes.
Speaking of which, I see his pants shift as he begins to grow aroused. That, in turn, arouses me. I lean against the wall behind me and spread my legs just a little. He watches as I put my hands between my legs. I part my lower lids and press a finger against my clit.
A shudder passes from there up through my spine. I bite my lip. As I play with myself, my eyes traveling along Keilon’s unparalleled physique, he strips himself out of his pants. His cock is bold and erect. I feel a burst of excitement in my stomach at the thought of taking his member inside me. I twirl my finger a little quicker against the hot button between my thighs.
My eyes lock on Keilon’s hands as he strokes himself while walking to me. By the time his body presses to mine, I am so eager for him I can taste it. I do taste it – on his tongue as he kisses me deeply. Almost as deep as his cock slipping into me.
The feel of him is so powerfully overwhelming, I passionately kiss him deeper. He clutches my body to him and I wrap my hands around him, feeling the strength of his back muscles.
Then Keilon pulls from the kiss. He is still inside me, and I can feel the powerful pulse of his cock throbbing against my inner walls, sending little shivers of pleasure through me.
“Do you know about male Kiphian spines?” he asks.
“I was being careful,” I say. Male Kiphian spines, I’ve heard, are incredibly sensitive. To have them touched is to be dishonored, especially in battle.
But, to my amazement, Keilon reaches back and places my hands on the small spikes on his spine. He inhales deeply, hungrily, his body shaking.
“Is it OK?” I ask.
“The only ones a male will allow to touch him there,” Keilon says, “is his mate.”
Carefully, I explore the length of his center back. My touch excites him. Almost to the very edge of pain, it seems. He groans and growls with pleasure, desire, anticipation.
Then he takes my arms and presses me back against the wall. His hands find mine, our fingers intertwining, and he begins to slowly roll his hips. The head of his cock, deep inside me, begins to press itself against the more sensitive areas of my inner world.
I let out tiny exhales of ecstasy. Our mouths touch, then travel to each other’s necks, ears. Our hands unlink and go exploring, finding places to give pleasure in addition to the pleasure of our interlocked bodies.
Keilon’s hands slip under my ass and he lifts me. I wrap my legs around him and cling tightly to him as he carries me to the bed. He lays me down softly and then is atop me, holding his weight. I run my hands down his powerful chest, across every ridge of his perfect abs, down the very spot where he disappears inside me.
I play with myself once more as his mouth ensnares my nipple. He begins to thrust with a slow motion. At first, it is almost imperceptible. But then it gains in power, more and more of him sliding out of me, then deeply back inside.
“Ohh, Keilon,” I moan as the in-and-out of his hefty shaft sets off fireworks in my brain and throughout my body.
He works his mouth from my breasts to my neck, then his tongue curls behind my ear, sending me into a new level of sexual excitement. I play more vigorously with myself, keeping pace with the ever-increasing intensity of his thrusts.
“I love you,” he whispers into my ear. “I love you so much.”
I take my fingers from myself and hold his face between both my hands.
“Yes,” I say, desperately agreeing with him and encouraging him to keep his thrusts going. “Yes, yes.” I kiss him.
He plunges deep inside me and I moan loudly, arching my back as an intense wave of pleasure washes through every limb. Then he begins moving back and forth, rolling his hips and I can do nothing but go along for the ride as he brings me closer and closer to my climax.
My belly is a clear lake and his movements inside me cause growing ripples to form and ride to the shore banks, where they excite me toward my orgasm. My legs wrap around him and grip him tightly.
As I prepare to cum, I throw my hands behind him and slowly caress the spines of his back. He grunts and moans with his own desperate desire and when he explodes his seed into me, it is like a boulder drops into that lake in my belly and I, too, make a splash as I cum with delight.
For a while after, neither of us can move. That is fine. I am content to feel him inside me, our pulses communicating with one another.
“Wow,” I say, when I can finally find my voice. “I think I felt that one in my spine.”
He laughs, a low, rumbling laugh, and kisses me.
Later, when the candles have been blown out and we are drifting off to sleep in one another’s arms, my thoughts are of the future. Of royal summers at my cabin on Fogfrost Lake. Where Emex and Belanna play alongside their half-human, half-Kiphian half-siblings as my mate and I watch on with pride.
I fall asleep smiling, happy and content.
The End.But if you want to read a day in the life from Keilon and Serafina, click here to join my newsletter: https://www.subscribepage.com/AthenaStorm
