Zeke growls – actually growls – and picks me up. He sets me on my feet and tears my dress off. It falls to the floor and suddenly, I’m naked in front of the king. He looks at my curves appreciatively, hungrily.
He eats me up with his eyes and I’ve never felt so sexy.
Then Zeke picks me up and carries me to the sofa. He drops me on it. I bounce for a second, but then he’s kneeling in front of me and pushing my legs apart.
Is he going to…?
He thrusts his tongue between my legs, licking up and down, and I start to moan and wiggle my hips. The pleasure overwhelms me and I thrust my pelvis up, closer to his mouth. Zeke pins me down, using his calloused hands to hold me in place.
For just a second, I realize that his hands are calloused. I would have thought a king would have perfect, unmarred hands, but I’m wrong.
Maybe I’m wrong about other things, too.
He bites my lips and grips my thighs so tightly I just know I’ll have bruises, but in this moment, I don’t care. In this moment, all I want is more.
In a burst of confidence, I grab his hair and pull him closer to me. Zeke chuckles, but obliges, and continues licking me. Right when I’m about to come, he pulls away and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand.
“No!” I protest, but he just looks at me.
“You’ll come when I tell you to,” he says. It’s not a request. That’s when I realize Zeke doesn’t play domination games. He just dominates. He’s not showing off how alpha he is or trying to prove he’s a badass.
This is who he is: inside and out.
Reluctantly, I nod, and he continues touching my legs, rubbing up and down my thighs. Slowly, my arousal begins to slide to a more manageable level. My breathing returns to normal.
And then he stands, pulls me off the couch by my hair, and pushes me to my knees. Zeke pushes his satin pants down and they pool around his ankles on the floor. He hasn’t even kicked them off when I leap forward to get his cock in my mouth. Oh yeah, this is what I’ve been wanting.
Needing.
Him: only him.
This is my first blowjob, but I know exactly how it’s done. Training for years on toys has taught me excellent control and technique. I know exactly what I’m doing as I swirl my tongue around the head of his cock. A warning from Ruby flashes through my mind.
“It’s not just about the technique, Riley. It’s about the passion.”
Passion.
That’s something I have plenty of as I lick Zeke’s dick. He’s no small man and he seems surprised at my enthusiasm as I get my first taste of him. I lick the tip of his cock, enjoying his scent, enjoying the way his skin feels.
Oh, he’s all man.
I don’t want to waste any more time with tiny, teasing licks. Instead, I slide him down my throat and swallow. My throat tightens around his dick and he groans as I repeat the motion several times, then I slide him slowly in and out of my mouth.
“Good girl,” he murmurs, and a wave of pleasure rolls through me at the compliment. He likes it. I wasn’t horribly nervous about this part, but having him affirm me feels good, and my pussy clenches as I think about what’s happening.
He might be in the dominant position, but I’m the one in control of his pleasure right now. I’m the one making his dick harder. I’m the one making him moan and groan and threaten to lose control.
Only Zeke doesn’t lose control. As the king of a planet, I’m guessing he never has that luxury. He never gets to forget that he’s in charge, that he’s the one who has to control everything and take care of everyone.
And for a moment, I feel bad for Zeke. I feel sad that he carries such a burden on his own. Why is it that he doesn’t want a wife? A queen? Is it because he doesn’t want to have to reign in his nightly sexcapades?
Or is it something else?
Suddenly, my hair is being pulled, and I find myself yanked to my feet.
“Ouch!” I cry out, trying to escape from Zeke’s grip, but he doesn’t let me go. He just stands there with me.
“What were you thinking about?” He asks. “You were giving me the best fucking blowjob I’ve had in years, but then you just…spaced.”
Zeke is watching me with curiosity: not anger. He seems genuinely confused as to what happened and what distracted me. I try to focus on his question and not the best blowjob comment. The King is not known for his compliments. He doesn’t do nice or easygoing. He’s not going to give someone a compliment unless they’ve really fucking earned it.
“I…” Should I tell him the truth? Should I be honest with him? I don’t want to, but I’m so aroused that I can’t think up a good lie. Anything I say right now is going to sound fake, and I can tell that Zeke is waiting.
He’s good at waiting.
But he pinches my nipples through my dress to get my attention just the same.
“Ow!” I cry again, but he just watches me, not releasing me. He twists one of my nipples slowly, eliciting even more pain, but his approach is effective.
There’s no choice but to give in.
“I was wondering why you don’t have a wife, okay?” I growl. “I was wondering why you’re so fucking sexy and you don’t want to get married.”
It sounds stupid when I say it out loud.
Zeke looks surprised. What did he think I was going to say?
“Why I don’t want to get married is none of your concern Riley. I don’t want to marry you. I don’t want to marry anyone. If I fuck you, Riley, I’m not going to suddenly turn into marriage material. You understand this, don’t you?”
I nod, swallowing loudly.
My mouth has suddenly gone dry.
“I understand.”
“Then turn around and bend over.”
This is it. This is the moment I’ve been waiting for. Four long years and I’m finally about to know what the hype is all about. Slowly, I manage to get to my feet and turn around. I bend over and place my hands on the back of the couch.
“Spread your legs.”
My feet move on their own, parting for him. I’m standing in front of the couch, holding on tightly to the back. I am suddenly very aware of the fact that Zeke can see my ass, my bare pussy, and my breasts swinging free.
Zeke can see all of me.
He moves silently, reminding me once again that he’s no human. He’s a dragon. He’s an alien dragon and he’s about to show this human exactly what he’s made of. He stalks me until he’s directly behind me.
He is the hunter.
I am the prey.
And I am about to be devoured.
Zeke slides one finger through my sold folds and murmurs in appreciation. Then he grabs my hips and thrusts inside of me in one hard motion.
“Ouch!” I cry out, unable to handle the sensation. I feel so full, like my body is being torn. “No, no, no. I don’t want to do this anymore.” I try to wriggle away, to move. Fuck. I knew Hal should have sucked it up and deflowered me on the ship. Why did I have to be the one virgin on Taneyemm? This hurts like hell. It’s something I would much rather have dealt with years ago, rather than being forced to experience with the king of the fucking planet.
“Shh,” Zeke begins to stroke his fingers down my spine over and over again. He holds me in place with his other hand. I can’t move, much as I want to. “Hang on, Riley. Deep breaths. The pain will pass. It’s okay, baby. You’re doing great.” He whispers to me and I’m caught off guard.
Why is he being nice to me?
Zeke is always rough in bed: always. I should know. I’ve heard him have sex with countless women in the weeks I’ve been on the planet. Gentle is so not his style.
So why is he being kind to me?
My body feels tight as it stretches to accommodate him. I’ve never had anything more than a couple of fingers inside of me, so it’s painful. Zeke tries to distract me by pinching my nipples, scraping his nails down my back, and squeezing my ass.
Every little bit helps. Soon the sting of losing my virginity begins to fade and he moves slowly inside of me.
Gradually, he moves faster and faster and he rubs my clit as he does. Now I know why he chose this position; he has full control over me. He can reach any part of my body and he does. He touches all of me. He alternates pinching my nipples, squeezing my breasts, and rubbing my clit.
I open my mouth to cry out his name and remember just in time that I’m not supposed to know it.
It’s a secret.
His little, dirty secret.
Why his name is so private to him, I’m not sure, but saying “your majesty” in bed just sounds wrong.
I settle with groaning.
“You like that, Riley? You like my cock deep inside of you?”
Hell yeah. I’m soaking wet and everything is starting to feel really, really good. My body is coiled in knots and ready to explode. Every part of me is begging for release as he thrusts harder and harder inside of me.
“Yes,” I murmur. “Oh, please. Please.”
What am I begging for? I don’t even know. My head goes blank and soon the only thing I can focus on is him. He’s everywhere, he’s surrounding me.
Zeke.
Zeke.
Zeke.
“Zeke!” I cry out as my orgasm sweeps over me, forgetting I’m not supposed to know his name, not noticing what I’ve done as he suddenly stills behind me.
Then he pushes away from me and stands there while I slowly come back to my senses. I stand, blinking at the sudden rush of blood back to my head. My legs are a little wobbly and I’m sore everywhere. I glance down at my thighs, but there’s no blood. Good. One less embarrassment.
When I look back to Zeke, it’s with a smile on my face, but he’s frowning. Glaring.
Fuck.
I said his real name.
“Where did you hear that name?” He growls.
“I…I…” I can’t give Lee up. I can’t. He’s been nothing but kind to me since I arrived on the planet. Granted, we aren’t besties or anything, but he’s been there for me. I won’t sell him out now. That’s not my style.
Zeke stalks closer. His nose is pressed to mine and I wish I could disappear. Any pleasure I felt before is gone, replaced with terror. What is he going to do to me? Is he going to kill me? Is he going to torture me? What?
“I won’t tell anyone,” I manage to whisper.
Zeke lets out a growl: a dragon’s roar, really. It’s so loud that the walls shake and a painting falls to the floor. Soon his guards will be here, I’m sure. They’ll want to make sure their lord is all right, that their leader is still in one piece.
“Leave me,” he murmurs, and I go to reach for my dress, but he hisses at me. “Get. Out. Now.”
Terrified, I leave the dress and head for the door, race down the hallway, and go into my room. I hear the guards storming into the suite just as I shut the door to my room and collapse on the bed in tears.
What the hell did I just do?