My whole body is shivering and shaking. I've never felt so weak and helpless before – and yet, somehow, I've never felt so safe.
With Kitos and Hadrian in this room with me, no man could ever touch me without their permission. No man could ever harm me now. There isn’t a force in this universe that could get between these Aurelians and their Fated Mate.
Hadrian mounts me. His big dick presses against my eager pussy, and I lick my lips in anticipation and nervousness. He’s completely naked now – his smooth, ivory skin pressing against mine as he towers over me.
Hadrian reaches down with one huge hand and easily spreads my thighs. For just a moment, I test trying to close my thighs against his hands – just to see if I can...
It's like trying to push a stone wall away from me.
Hadrian presses the huge head of his dick firmly against my already cum-filled cunt. He doesn't care that his battle-brother's seed is still filling me. I’m still open wide from Daccia – but it nevertheless hurts when Hadrian presses the bulbous head of his cock against my cunt.
I tremble at the sensation, running my hands gently over his body – uttering a silent plea for him to hold back the animal beast inside of him.
“You’re my little toy,” Hadrian snarls instead, and his words come out more... human.
It's as though the absolute certainty that he’s about to breed with his Fated Mate has returned some control to him.
As he looms over me, Hadrian strokes his dick against my clit, sending lightning pleasure rippling through me. I was so scared of him forcing that gargantuan dick into me – and yet now, he’s teasing me… Turning me into his eager little slut… Practically making me beg before he finally gives me what I want.
The moment I think I couldn’t bear to be teased a second longer, Hadrian finally presses forward. I gasp as his cock slowly enters me.
"Is it all in?"
My voice is a whimper, tears springing to my eyes – both from the pain of being stretched, and at the pleasure of being taken.
I reach down to feel between us – and I gasp as I grab the hilt of Hadrian’s massive dick. I realize he’s only yet pressed the head of his dick inside of me – and he's got at least another ten inches to punish me with.
Hadrian never answered my question. Now, he wraps his arms around my neck. My face is suddenly pressed against his muscled chest. I can feel his biceps – swollen like watermelons as he squeezes them tightly. I can’t move an inch as Hadrian presses his dick inside me.
The pain is sharp and sudden as he stretches me open – but that pain is mixed with a dark, sinful pleasure. I crave being used by these alpha warriors. Every throb of Hadrian’s dick sends a wave of delicious sensation through me. His breathing has become ragged and harsh. I can smell his musk, and it drives me wild. The soft bed presses against my back as Hadrian’s hard, muscled body crushes me down on top of it.
He works his dick into me with small thrusts, letting me grow used to his immense size. I’d been expecting him to rut me like a beast – to ruin me forever… Somehow, instead, Hadrian is tender. I wonder if he fucks all his women like this. It seems so out of character for this powerful warrior…
…and yet I can feel his devotion.
"You are my mate," Hadrian whispers into my ear, his hot breath making me shudder. His sweaty body presses against mine and his aura suddenly grows inside my mind; blossoming like a seed.
I taste his aura. Hadrian is harder than Daccia – more violent, and more primal…
…and yet he worships me.
I've never felt anything like it before.
If any man had told me that I was their Goddess, I’d have laughed at them, or view them with suspicion, wondering at their motives…
With Hadrian, however, there can be no doubt. I can feel his devotion inside of my own mind now.
I’m his Queen.
I’m Hadrian’s Goddess – his reason for being.
It's a shocking feeling – to suddenly be worshipped. Yet, at the same time, I feel a strange responsibility for this alien warrior. He’s found his mate – and now he’ll devote his life to me. I‘ve never felt so needed… So beautiful… So...
…so perfect.
In that moment, Hadrian’s eyes suddenly change – so quickly I can’t even see the shift. They become a deep, chestnut brown – tinged with a brownish red, like the leaves of maple trees on Old-Earth.
The thoughts swirl in my mind as Hadrian thrusts in and out of me. I can feel how badly he wants to let loose and fuck me. The animal need inside of him is building and building. I feel it in his aura – and yet I can feel him use all his willpower to hold back. He’s terrified of hurting me.
I suddenly realize Hadrian needs my permission. The pain is still insistent as he works himself deeper and deeper inside of me, but I want so badly to give him what we both need.
I feel the Bond surge in my mind, urging me to let him lose control inside of me.
“Make me yours," I beg, my mouth pressed against Hadrian’s sweaty chest.
Suddenly, he snaps. Hadrian begins to rut me like a beast. It doesn't take long before he’s fucking me with deep, hard, punishing strokes that wipe away the last semblance of rational thought from my mind.
I’m just a woman. Alien or not, he’s just a man – a man taking what’s his. I’ve never felt so owned before; so vulnerable – and yet so protected at the same time.
Hadrian drills into
