Her Mate's Secret Baby:Interstellar Brides, Book 9(7)

"You are not wet enough for the probe, Natalie. Your body is not ready."

His finger moved around inside me, as if he were exploring. It felt  amazing, but it wasn't going to be enough to make me come. He was light  years away from making me come.

"Sorry." I resorted to my old standard, to apologize for being frigid in  bed. Curtis said I was difficult, a cold fish. Maybe he was right.

Roark shook his head and inserted a second finger into my body. "Hush,  mate. Let me see to you." He bent down and took my nipple into his mouth  as he fucked me with two blunt fingers. My nipple was so sensitive,  perhaps due to the ring, that I arched up off the table at the first  touch of his tongue on the hardened peak. Why it wasn't hurting after  being newly pierced, I had no idea. Of course, the thought of being  transported across the universe was a little mind bending, too, so two  rings in my nipples were perhaps nothing.

"Roark." I buried my fingers in his hair and held him to me, saying his  name to ground myself, to remind myself of what was really happening  here. Roark was mine. My mate, and starting with his mouth on my nipple,  my lover. Finally, I would have someone who wanted me. Who wanted to be  with me. Who would spend time with me and put me first in his life. My  mate.

I was so distracted by Roark's mouth I couldn't focus on his fingers,  until they were gone. The cold, blunt tip of the medical probe took  their place at the opening of my pussy.

He released my nipple with a small, wicked popping noise and scooted  down the table so he could see what he was doing between my legs. With  just his mouth on my breast, I was so turned on. I didn't care anymore  that this was some kind of medical test. I just wanted it over with so I  could get out of here, get my mate alone, and claim him properly. Wow, I  felt more from just getting to third base with Roark than all the time I  had endured fucking Curtis.

Feeling full of feminine power, I lifted my legs and grabbed my knees  with my hands, spreading myself wide for his inspection. "Am I ready  yet?"         

     



 

Roark's response was to push the medical probe inside me, slowly, one  huge inch at a time. It was a little bigger than my B-O-B back home, but  so good. I closed my eyes and moaned when the probe bottomed out inside  me, the odd attachment on the top of the thing hovered over my clit.

"Does that feel all right, Natalie?"

I wasn't sure if he was serious, medically speaking, or talking dirty,  so I told him the truth. This was the strangest medical device ever, but  I wasn't complaining. If this were what going to the doctor was like on  Earth, more people would go. "Yes."

He chuckled as an odd whirring sensation started inside my body. He  lowered his head to my nipple again, his hand still on my thigh like  liquid heat pouring through me. I was so turned on I didn't know what to  do, what to think.

My mate. Roark was my mate. Perfect for me. Apparently, my body knew it.

From inside my pussy, the odd probe heated, the warmth spread like  tingles through my entire abdomen, and even to the inside of my ass. I  was suddenly burning up, so hot I needed to move. I needed his mouth on  my clit, or his hand, or his cock stroking me off. I needed.

"Holy shit, Roark!" My back arched as a strong pulse went through my  body from my pussy to my clit. It was like lightning, from the inside.

"What the hell is this thing?" I gasped.

"Come for me, mate. Give me everything. I want to watch you lose control."

"Oh!" I twisted my hips from side to side until Roark's heavy hand  landed on my mound, not to stroke my clit, but to hold me down. I  whimpered, desperate for something more.

The probe thing beeped and my gaze flew to Roark's. His eyes were dark  with anticipation as the whirring inside me grew stronger. Another pulse  zapped my clit, more intense this time, but when I bucked up off the  table, Roark's strong hand held me trapped in place. I couldn't move,  couldn't get away. I couldn't escape his strength, his gaze, or the  searing pleasure making me lose control of my own body from the inside.

Another beep, faster and higher than the last and I gasped as a strong  electrical surge pulsed through the walls of my pussy to my ass. The  walls of my core pulsed and clenched down on the thing, which seemed to  make it pulse stronger. The wave of sensation continued, as if traveling  along my nerve endings like cars on a highway, directly to my clit.

Pulse after pulse rocked me. With Roark looming over me, with no  control, I shattered into a million pieces with the most intense orgasm  I'd ever had in my life.

My body shivered uncontrollably as Roark bent over, covering my face  with gentle kisses. Somehow, I'd pleased him, and that knowledge made me  feel oddly happy.

Ten minutes on an alien planet and I'd lost my mind. Lost control of my  body, my orgasms. Or, perhaps, ten minutes with my new mate. I closed my  eyes and allowed him to comfort me as the strange device in my pussy  quieted until I could feel nothing but a small, almost imperceptible  hum.

"You are so beautiful when you come." Roark whispered the words against  my lips, but I was not ready to kiss him. Not yet. Not lying here like a  freakish sexual science experiment. He nudged at my lips with his own,  but I turned my head slightly so his kiss landed on the corner of my  mouth, not the center. While it had been the hottest thing I'd ever  done, it was still with a device, not Roark.

He kissed me anyway and gently removed the device from my body, looked  down at it. "The readings say that you are fertile for breeding and that  you will be receptive to my seed."

Receptive? If that was what it would always be like, or better since I'd  get Roark's cock instead of a medical device, then I'd definitely be  receptive.

"What now?" I stared at the side of the strange wall as I tried to catch  my breath. We were in some kind of tent. Odd that I hadn't noticed it  before now. The scent of almonds, or almond oil filled the air, and it  was warm. Not uncomfortably so, but a far cry from Boston in January.

"Now, mate, I will take you to our private retreat where I will fuck  your sweet pussy until you scream my name, until there is no doubt in  your heart or mind exactly whom you belong to."





Chapter Five

Roark



Outpost Two was created at first because of the oasis, travelers using  it as a destination for its beauty in the middle of the barren desert.  Also for its lifesaving properties of water and shade from the two suns  and endless desert. That the outpost grew in place around it was to my  advantage that Natalie had transported here, for the oasis was the  perfect place to take her to be alone. My tent, while private, had the  same thin walls as all the others and no sounds could be muffled.  Natalie had screamed when she came all over the probe and I knew  everyone could hear. That couldn't be helped since the medical testing  had to be done. It was the only time I would allow others to hear her  pleasure.         

     



 

I had discovered, since her arrival, a darkly possessive streak that I'd  never before wrestled to control. I wanted all of her, her secrets, her  body, her pleasure, to be mine and mine alone.

The others at the outpost would believe the doctor had completed the  testing, and once completed, that Natalie's uninhibited scream so soon  after was from my claiming, her first hard fucking. The sounds of her  pleasure would satisfy anyone who doubted our match. None would dare  argue that I'd not completed the protocols or requirements for claiming a  new mate. Even my parents would not dare protest.

I wanted to claim my mate in secret. I didn't want the entire outpost  listening, nor my mother, father, or any number of ambassadors or tribal  leaders watching. No one would see her beautiful body, her pink pussy,  her flushed skin when I made her come all over my cock. This would be  special. I wanted her cries of pleasure when she came by my cock or my  fingers or mouth just for me. Always just for me.

While I'd led Natalie across the outpost with guards following, they  remained outside the oasis, maintaining our safety and their distance. I  was thankful my parents had left me alone with her, returning to Xalia  as I instructed. But I knew that upon our arrival in the city, they  would wish to meet her, teach her everything it meant to be a  councilor's mate. Before then, I wanted to learn the real Natalie, the  one without any knowledge of Trion, no artifice, no guile. Just her.

"What is this place?" Natalie asked, looking all around, wide eyed, as I held her hand and led her down a narrow path.

I tried to see the thick foliage as she did. Lush leaves surrounded us  in a splash of color, deep reds, purples and brown of the native plants  hung overhead in a giant canopy that blocked the intense rays of Trion's  twin suns. There was a deep pool of water in the center that fed all  the growth and it was actually humid, a rarity on Trion. Beneath our  feet, sand was replaced by dark brown moss and loam, rich and moist.  Sounds of moving water and animals were almost noisy after only the  blowing wind through the tents.