Toss of a Coin [Other World 1] (Siren Publishing Classic) Page 4

Electricity surged between them when he took her hand and led her to the back of the home and into a massive bedroom. The sight of the huge bed had her tossing her clothes off and heading to it. Nothing mattered now but getting his big erection inside her again.

  Chapter Four

  With mating heat licking every nerve cell in his body, Luken threw his clothes off and followed her to the bed. She crawled to the center of it and then turned to look him over. The tip of her pink tongue darted out and moistened the center of her lower lip. Something about that action made a new wave of desire throb through him.

  Her green gaze was fixated on his hard erection. “Come here. I want to taste you. Your cock is beautiful and needs to be explored.”

  Luken wasn’t sure what that meant. Her hungry gaze indicated it would be more than touching. He climbed onto the bed and right up to her. When he reached out to touch her teardrop-shaped breast, she captured his wrist.

  “You can do that in a minute. Stand up for me. I need to explore your erection.” Her tone was too sexy to refuse.

  A little confused, he stood and wished he’d watched some of the footage they had in their database of humans breeding. He’d figured it couldn’t be too different than VisOrrentians, so why waste time watching the footage?

  A fiery spark of lusty need speared his groin. All he wanted to do was sink his aching breeding rod into her velvety heat. “Don’t explore him for long, delicate one. I want to breed you again.”

  A husky chuckle slid past her lips and a twinkle brightened her green eyes. “Don’t you VisOrrentians have oral sex?”

  A frown crinkled his brow. “No. We use sex toys to get most of our relief.”

  From her kneeling position, she stared up at him in surprise. “Toys only? You seemed more experienced than a virgin.”

  “I wasn’t a virgin. I’ve had sex with a few other species, but most VisOrrentian males get ninety-five percent of our sexual relief from toys. It’s quite natural. From our studies, we know humans use toys as well.” His hand stroked the length of his erection.

  “I’m sorry. I forgot for a moment that you guys don’t have many women here.” She reached out and cupped his balls. He groaned and his hand released his shaft. “Your balls are so different from human males. I love the two-tone blue color of them and how smooth they are. They are like brilliant marbles.”

  Her fingers started exploring his flesh and he groaned when she squeezed a touch harder. When she sucked one into her hot, wet mouth, pleasure speared through his groin. As her tongue laved his flesh, his legs started trembling.

  He’d never felt anything like this in his life. His breath hitched when she released his ball and ran her tongue up the underside of his rod. Each time her tongue glided over one of his sensitive bands, he jerked and groaned.

  When her mouth sucked his crown into its wet heat, stars burst before his eyes and he yelled as his seed shot from his body. She drank in his offering with a hum of appreciation. That hum made him shoot another spurt of seed into her hungry mouth. He sank to the bed and lay on his back, panting.

  Keneese was between his legs, lightly stroking his shaft with her soft hands. Her tongue was lapping at his crown. A kiss was placed on his tip and then she smiled up at him. “Your cum is so sweet, I could suck you off at least twice a day. Who needs dessert with you around?” She touched one of his thick blue bands around his shaft. “I love how sensitive and thick your rings are. The bluish color of them is pretty.”

  “Pretty! Those bands are masculine and give great pleasure. Speaking of pleasure, what you just did was amazing. If I lick your clitoris, will you receive great pleasure?” From his limited knowledge, he thought she would.

  “Yes, females get just as much pleasure from oral sex as males do.” She ran a finger over each of his rings, causing him to shudder. “Although, I believe you’ll get even more pleasure than any human can. I love how responsive you are.”

  Her soft hand on his shaft had it hardening again. He didn’t know if he’d ever be able to get enough of her. When her lips covered the crest of his rod, the need to breed hit him hard. “Not this time, little mate.” A low growl entered his tone and from his altered vision, he knew his eye colors were swirling. He pulled her up his body and spread her legs over his hips.

  His lips met hers in a passionate kiss. His hands roamed her silky body. The feel of her smooth, soft skin was driving him crazy with lust. Reaching down between their bodies, he guided his aching erection into her wet passage.

  In a state of erotic torture, he inched his shaft into her body. Fire lit his balls every time one of his pleasure bands pushed into her tight heat. She was so wet her juices were dripping from her entrance. “By the moons, you feel wonderful.”

  She licked his bottom lip and then sat up, forcing the last couple of inches of his shaft into her. Her hips rotated and she shuddered as her clit pressed into the thickest band at the base of his breeding rod.

  “If human females knew what you guys are packing, you’d have to beat them off with a stick.”

  He stiffened. “What? We’d never beat a female with a stick.” Is that what human males did? He felt himself start to heat up in anger.

  “Why are you turning a darker blue?” Concern reflected in her eyes and voice.

  “Because men should never beat their females. What kind of male would do that?” In his anger, his breeding rod should have gone down, but since it was buried in her tight haven, it refused to go down. He felt like an inconsiderate jerk.

  “Calm down. Good human males don’t beat their females. What I meant was that if human females knew how incredible your cocks…breeding rods are, they’d jump at the chance to ride one. I was complimenting you.” Keneese rotated her hips again, causing them both to moan.

  “Oh. Thank you. If VisOrrentian males knew how tight and wet your human breeding channels are, they’d be begging to go to Earth and scan for females. We’ve been low on females for so long none of the younger males know what they’re missing. Now that I know, I’m going to order more trips to Earth.” It was time for some major change on their side of the planet.

  * * * *

  Keneese couldn’t get over how much she wanted him and how badly she needed to give him pleasure. His planet’s low female ratio touched her heart. Their worlds truly needed each other.

  Her pink pearl brushed against the thick band at the base of his cock and she shuddered. Needing more, she rose up a couple of inches and then dropped down. His solid cock almost filled her too much. The small amount of erotic pain she received when he was hilt-deep inside her was worth the rough press of that band against her pleasure pearl.

  His hands cupped her breasts and his fingers toyed with her nipples. An arrow of lust shot to her pelvis just as she pressed into that glorious ring at the base of his cock. Pleasure rolled through her in harsh waves. His hands slid to her waist and tilted her hips so that the band pressed more firmly against her clit. A tremor shook her so hard she moaned. His cock pulsed inside her, causing a new wave of heat to spiral through her soaking pussy.

  “You’re turning me into a nymphomaniac.” Keneese leaned down and kissed him full on the mouth. His intoxicating scent filled her lungs and made her need him even more. The muscles in his arms flexed as he held her hips in place and started fucking her harder.

  A gasp was startled out of her when he growled and rolled them over. Looking down at her, his intense eyes swirled faster and a bluish tinge flushed his whole body. “No male except for me will have you.”

  His body pressed her deeper into the mattress. The rocking of his hips made that wonderful band at the base of his shaft shoot carnal pleasure through her pussy.

  “Only you,” she agreed as she rocked into him as best she could.

  A low, possessive snarl rumbled up from his throat. He licked over her shoulder. She shivered and rocked her hips harder. He gripped her shoulder with his teeth and she screamed as a waterfall of ecstasy violently sluiced over her.


  With his teeth still gripping her, he started fucking her hard and fast. She trembled beneath him with each forceful rub to her clit. He growled and his cock swelled inside her. The pressure was so great she wasn’t sure she could stand it much longer. Then he growled and lightly bit her neck. His hot seed filled her and she cried out as her body convulsed in rapture. Lights flashed behind her eyes, blinding her to everything except the pleasure he gave her.

  A husky rumble purred through his chest while he repeatedly licked her shoulder and neck. Time seemed to stand still as he caressed his with his tongue. The pressure between her legs eased as his cock began to soften.

  Luken gently rolled them to their sides and then squeezed her tightly to him. “You are forever mine.”

  A satisfied sigh slipped past her lips. Luken was quickly making himself the center of her life and stealing her heart.

  Chapter Five

  A gunmetal-silver blouse trimmed in turquoise and a black skirt arrived at Luken’s house. The skirt was adorned with small turquoise gems and complimented the fitted top perfectly.

  The only thing in the package for Luken was a long coat. It was black and royal silver with a row of gems that matched those on her skirt. The gems arrowed across the upper back and would show off his broad shoulders to perfection.

  Royal colors. Keneese looked at the clothes and butterflies took off in her stomach. Luken walked into the bedroom looking more royal than the family colors.

  She looked at her reflection in a nearby mirror. “I can’t do this. I’m not royalty. What if I mess the whole ceremony up? We just met yesterday. Don’t royal weddings take months or years to prepare?”

  He strode to her and wrapped her in his embrace. “You’re my natural mate. You’ll do fine. This is not a wedding, it’s a claiming ceremony. That’s why it can happen so quickly. Your part is to accept the claiming necklace I put on you and as a sign that I belong to you, you’ll put a matching one on me. Stop worrying, you’ll do fine. It’s time to get dressed and head to the palace.” He kissed her gently and then pulled her shirt off.

  His eyes changed for a moment when he looked at her breasts. She held her breath, wondering if he’d touch her. His touch let a torch in her that she hoped never went out.

  “Get dressed before I embarrass us by showing up late and smelling strongly of sex. As it is, everyone is going to scent our recent breeding.” Turning, Luken headed to his clothes, which were laid out on the other side of the bed.

  When his words fully sank in, she stared at him in horror. “Should we go take another shower?” Fiery embarrassment heated her cheeks. “How good is a VisOrrentian’s sense of smell?”

  A laugh rumbled up from his chest. “Excellent. Don’t worry, little princess. Even though we are short on females we know the scent of arousal and breeding. It’s a natural thing and nothing to be ashamed of. I just don’t want our breeding scent so strong that people want to leave the claiming early so they can go home to relieve themselves. Our scent is light enough right now that it won’t be a big distraction. Hurry up and get dressed. My guards are already here waiting on us.”

  * * * *

  As they dressed, Luken could sense her nerves were causing her trouble. Wanting to calm his beautiful mate, he touched the royal color on the sleeve of her top. “Would you like to hear how our colors came to be?”

  After sliding her silky legs into the skirt, she answered, “Yes, I need all the information on your planet I can get.”

  “Our planet, princess,” he reminded. Sliding his arms around her, he kissed her neck. “You are so lovely. I want to breed you right now, but I’ll wait.”

  “Thank you. I don’t want people to think I stink. Now tell me about the royal colors.” She stepped out of his arms and began brushing her long, dark-blonde hair.

  Don’t toss her on the bed and breed her again. Colors, colors. He cleared his throat and shifted his breeding rod to a more comfortable position in his pants. “The dark-silver color is rare so the people of VisOrrenta decided it would be a good color for the royal family to wear.”

  A delicate index finger touched her lips briefly. “Can the people wear this color, too?”

  “Yes, although most choose not to. The people also decided to pair the silver with turquoise gems that are a sign of strength and wisdom on our planet. The people are strongly against anyone who is not royal wearing the gem or even gem-colored trimming on their clothes. The gems in our claiming necklaces will be an even rarer gem that is dark turquoise with light moonbeams shooting through them. I think you’ll like them.”

  “The people here must respect your family to choose your colors and choose not to wear turquoise along with the royal dark silver.” She touched one of the gems and took a calming breath.

  “They love and respect us as much as we love and respect them. Those feelings will now be extended to you, delicate princess. It’s time to go. No worries.” He kissed her, but didn’t let his lips linger against her full, soft ones.

  As he led her to the door, she looked so nervous his heart ached for her. Soon she’d fit right in. Until then, he vowed to make her feel as comfortable here as he could. He squeezed her small hand lightly and then led them out the door and into the midst of his guards.

  * * * *

  Keneese was whisked up the path and into the palace by Luken’s personal guards. It was not a quite walk. The men sang jovial songs as they hurried her and Luken on. The melody they sang was fun and romantic. The men were good enough to have been professional singers on Earth.

  The singing group of massive men herded them upstairs and into a room that was designed for large gatherings. It was well appointed with art and interesting lighting. The mood of the room was lightly sophisticated.

  She didn’t get a chance to look around for long before the king cleared his throat and ordered the claiming to begin. Not able to stop herself, she glanced nervously around. Six-and-a-half to over-seven and-a-half-foot-tall men surrounded them. A couple of them were recording the ceremony. Queen Darcelle stood next to her mate with a kind smile curling her lips.

  Those butterflies in her stomach now seemed to be steroid-infused. They started beating their wings with enough force to make her tremble.

  King Sedrice was saying something, but she couldn’t follow. A solid arm slipped around her shoulders, she looked up and into Luken’s amazing eyes. The smile he gave her calmed the hyped-up butterflies in her stomach. He was so handsome and kind she couldn’t believe he was hers.

  The king gestured them a step closer and handed Luken two necklaces. One was slightly larger than the other, but they matched. Silver had been turned into a breathtakingly designed piece of art that held the gem he had told her about. It was beautiful.

  Luken took the necklaces from the king and kissed the gem in each one. He slid hers over Keneese’s head and stated loud and clearly, “I claim Keneese as my natural mate.”

  He put his necklace in her hands and bent. She slid the necklace over his head and everyone cheered. The rumble of so many male voices was deafening. The ear-to-ear grin on Luken’s face melted her heart and stoked the torch he’d lit in her core.

  The men that had walked them over gathered around them again and started singing as they guided them from the room and into a room downstairs. As they entered, she was blinded by flashing lights. The men stopped singing and parted. Luken guided her up on a podium where he held up his necklace and urge her to do the same. She did and the photo shoot began. After thirty minutes of smiling and posing with Luken, she had a new respect for models.

  Luken stepped off the podium and reached up and pulled her down. Chuckles could be heard along with a few camera clicks as she slowly slid down her prince’s body.

  Her embarrassment didn’t last long, because the men quickly surrounded them again and, while singing, guided them to the royal dining room. The men parted and Luken led her to their place at the largest table in the room. This one seated eight people, while the others seated
four to six people.

  All were set for a royal party. It was still a bit shocking to Keneese that she was part of a royal family and had been since the moment Luken had taken her to his spacecraft. The elegantly set table had been styled by a masterful hand.

  The group of men that had been musically escorting them around approached them and touched their hands to their hearts, then bowed deeply before turning and leaving the room. After quenching their thirst with a flavorful drink she couldn’t identify, Luken stood and pulled her to her feet.

  He leaned down and kissed her before whispering, “Get ready to greet our family and friends.”

  Those quietly spoken words preceded a large round of growling, hand gripping and forehead touches for her and head-butts for her prince. Once Luken’s parents and brothers were greeted, a tall male stepped in front of her. The man had sea-green eyes spiked with sea foam. Those pretty eyes were even sterner than Luken’s father’s. The man wore the same dark gunmetal silver as Luken’s family only it was trimmed in dark red.

  Luken rested his hand on her shoulder. “This is my uncle, King Redeven DeZaccherus.” He turned slightly and looked at the male next to his uncle. “And this is my cousin Prince Kagan DeZaccherus. Family, I’d like you to meet my natural mate, Princess Keneese DeZaccherus.”

  Keneese DeZaccherus! She was surprised to hear her new last name, but obviously, the claiming had changed it. A leaning-down King Redeven snapped her out of her startled state. After greeting both men properly, it was time to greet Luken’s friends.

  Tor was a welcome face, and Vaughn too. In a bit of a blur, she was introduced to Kyros, who was a mission leader like Tor. Slanon, Derik, and Neeko. All of them were food growers. Zander, who she thought was the brother of Slanon and Tor.

  Then another handsome male stepped before her holding a painting that on closer inspection must be a beautiful map of the planet. She instantly forgot her manners. “Is that a map of the planet?”