“And if it does work… If I do get pregnant—” I gasped as I felt his breath on my cunt. Heat and wetness unfurled between my pussy lips. The pain from the incision in my arm felt galaxies away.
“Then I will care for you. Protect you. As I have been doing all along.” He moved his lips to my clit and kissed it in a way that was almost chaste—at least, until the bud of it throbbed against his lips and my entire body was wracked with a wave of pleasure. He shifted one of his hands over my mound, up to the place just beneath my belly button. Right over my womb. “I will protect you both.”
“You’ll own me.” I didn’t mean for it to sound so sexual, but I couldn’t help it. His tongue flicked against my clit at just the right time. It made my words turn into a moan.
“No, precious one.” When he pulled away, I could see my honey glistening on his lips before he licked it away. “You will own me. Forever, I will be yours.”
Apex licked from the base of my pussy all the way up to my clit. He hummed happily, like he enjoyed the taste.
“Apex—” I wanted to say more, but the words didn’t come to me. Only little sounds of pleasure.
“You taste ready, my love. Fertile. Though—” he smirked again— “I am not an expert in such things, sometimes the body knows.”
“You m-mean that?” I didn’t know if it was the adrenaline or the endorphins or the fact that Apex was lapping at my pussy while he prepared to get me pregnant, but my tongue felt clumsy all of a sudden. “Your love?”
“I told you. I loved you from the moment I first saw you.” He kissed my thighs in between words.
“You said you wanted to get me pregnant.”
“The two are not so different,” he said. “For me…I think they must be one and the same.”
“You m-mean it?”
“Why would I lie?” He laughed. “Tell me what you want from me, my lady. My queen. I am at your command now. Let me prove to you my truth.”
He kissed my pussy again, with tongue—the same way, a moment later, he kissed my mouth.
“Command me, my queen,” he purred against me, soft and sweet.
I almost laughed. “I’m no queen.”
“Tonight, you are.”
I licked my lips. From his kisses, I could taste myself. Salty, just a little. Just a little sweet.
“Get your pants off then,” I told him.
Dutifully, Apex rose from the bed. He stepped out of his boots, unbuckled his belt and undid his trousers—slowly. Achingly slow. He folded them in half after he took them off, which seemed kind of formal. At least, it did until a second later when he threw them across the room onto the floor.
His boxers came next. I could see the outline of his cock through them, long enough that it stretched all the way across one of his thick, muscled thighs. When he pulled the waistband down, his cock caught on it for a moment, then sprung up to greet me. He took it in his fist and pumped it slowly as he approached me.
Now, I didn’t feel like a priestess anymore.
This time, I was the one who seemed to be the god.
“Does that please you, my love?”
“Mm.” I let my gaze rise and fall up and down the length of his body. The room was dark, with only embers in the fireplace to cast light and shadows across his skin. It suited him. Even in the darkness, he was undeniably gorgeous. Undeniably mine. “It pleases me very much.”
“And what would you have me to do now?”
“Come here.” I beckoned him to me with a finger. “Between my thighs.”
His cock slapped against my belly as he knelt between my legs. It was only then that I got a real sense of how deep inside me he’d been when he took my virginity. Even from a distance, his cock was obviously huge… But now, as it lay against me, I could really see how far inside me he’d really been. The tip of his cock reached all the way up to my belly button. When he took it in his hand and shifted it down against my cunt, he left a long trail of precum on my skin that glistened like a string of diamonds in the low, flickering light of the fire across the room.
“Are you sure?” he asked.
I nodded. “Definitely.”
“Ask me then.” His cock pressed against my clit and a wave of pleasure shot through me. Fuck. “Tell me. Order me. I am your servant. If this is your will, then—”
“Stop talking,” I growled at him as I wound my hand around his neck and pulled him closer. Our lips were close enough, I could have stolen a hundred kisses—but I settled for just one. “Stop talking and breed me already.”
He purred as he shifted his cock to my entrance. It hurt when he entered me…but less than it had before. My body was beginning to learn his thickness, his shape. He was my first, my only, and every time he fucked me, he was molding my pussy to fit him.
He was making me his.
“Atlanta,” he breathed against my lips. His eyes were closed in pleasure, but when his lids flicked open, I saw a fire burning in them far more intense than the one that lit the room.
“Apex,” I breathed back. He rested his forehead against mine, shifting slowly with every thrust. “Yes. God, yes.”
This is what it’s supposed to feel like, a voice in my head whispered. My inner floozy, maybe—although, now that I’d already had the pleasure of taking Apex’s cock, I was beginning to think we’d been one and the same all along. This is how it’s supposed to be. You wouldn’t have gotten this from whatever pathetic husband your parents secured for you on Earth, anyway. That’s for sure.
I didn’t fight those thoughts. I
