Brute Force: A Rough Sci-Fi Alien Romance by Lizzy Bequin

Author:Lizzy Bequin [Bequin, Lizzy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-05-20T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 14: FIORINDA

My fingers clench tighter around the hard metal bars separating me from G’rakk. Even though the air inside this dark dungeon is cold, the Dugorim’s skin radiates heat. A blanket of natural warmth that surrounds my body as I begin to service him.

I start with the plump, rounded bulb of his glans. His tip is leaking a sticky fluid which I know from my studies to be the precursor to his seed. A few drops of this syrupy secretion dribble onto my tongue, saturating my taste buds with an intensely salty flavor.

Immediately I try to pull away. But the alien’s powerful fist is wound tightly in my hair. He holds my head firmly in place.

I’m not going anywhere.

Heat surges up my neck and floods into my face. I clench my eyes shut as I struggle to endure all the overwhelming and frightening sensations. It’s not just the salt-taste of his pre-seed fluid that startles me. It’s the smell of him too. A warm animal musk wafting from the Dugorim’s body. That odor should repulse me, but instead it has the opposite effect. My already erect nipples grow even stiffer, and even more wetness spills from my still-tingling sex.

G’rakk is patient. He allows me several long moments for my tongue to grow accustomed to the taste of his secretions. The flavor is strong, pungent, and yet…not wholly unpleasant.

Taking a deep breath through my nose, I steady my nerves.

I can do this.

I can and I must.

Growing bolder, I swirl my tongue around G’rakk’s blunt tip, gathering more of his salty leakage. Above me, the Dugorim groans.

“Good, Fiorinda. Very good…”

Slowly but firmly, G’rakk coaxes me to take him deeper, bobbing my head with longer and longer strokes until the shaft of his penis is sliding in and out of my lips.

He is girthy, and his manhood fills my mouth. I do my best to keep his hard, smooth shaft cradled with my soft tongue. The wet sounds of my suction fill the dungeon and heat my cheeks with shame.

Keeping his right hand fisted tightly around my hair, G’rakk slides his other callused hand under my chin, cradling my face.

“Look at me, Fiorinda.”

Those words ignite a scorch of anger within my chest.

I am the rightful queen of Xaridia. G’rakk has no right to command me thus.

And yet my eyes instantly obey, flicking upward to meet the Dugorim’s gaze. His forehead is pressed against the iron bars, which are too closely spaced to let his head pass through completely.

His dark eyes catch the flicker of the torchlight as he watches me suck him.

A cruel grin shades the corners of his mouth.

Yes, I may be the queen. But right now this brutal alien prisoner is my master. And I am his human servant.

Though I’m ashamed to admit it, something about this feels so right, so natural. This is where I belong—on my knees, dominated and used by a savage alien beast. A brutal warlord who has slain countless men with his bare hands. He could easily kill me now with just a flick of his wrist should I displease him.

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