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Seconds later, I sensed he was close to coming. When he threw his head back, his entire body shaking, his cock expanded even more, swelling to the point I was certain pain would erupt.

But there was nothing but sheer pleasure, another round of pure ecstasy.

When he erupted deep inside, we both issued a powerful roar.

Then he spoke words that I knew would haunt me long after the fantasy had concluded.

“You are mine now, little human. I will come for you when the time is right.”

“Fuck.” I jerked up from the platform, taking gasping breaths. What the hell was on my face? It felt like it weighed a ton. I ripped it off, realizing it was the goggles I’d been provided for the fantasy.

I will come for you when the time is right…

Holy cow. The sinful experience had been explosively real.

I laughed almost like a crazy woman would, running my fingers through my now very damp hair. Holy cow. I must have gotten into the moment completely. I glanced around the room, and it took a few seconds to focus. When I was finally able, I swung my legs off the table, my feet still dangling a few inches from the floor.

That’s when I realized not only were they untied, it looked like they were charred slightly. Wait a minute. What the hell? I crossed one leg over the other, able to get a better look at the soles. Yep. They were blackened.

As if I’d walked through… hot coals. There was no way I’d manifested a physical reaction. Was there? I slowly eased off the table, then glanced down at myself. Um. There were rips in my pants. More in my shirt.

I lifted my arms, twisting and turning my hands. My fingernails were short. There was no way I could have ripped them myself.

Shivers coursed through me and I bit my lower lip. Then I glanced around me, shifting to a corner of the room. Then I lowered my pants, spreading open my legs, driving my hand between them. When I felt a lump, a cold shiver twisted down my spine.

It was a bite. There was no doubt what I’d experienced had been very real.

CHAPTER5

Forty-seven-and-a-half Earth years earlier

Zatan

Wham.

Wham.

Whoosh.

I sliced through dense bone and tissue, chopping the heads off one alien after another.

And it felt good.

Then I raced to the top of a knoll, grinning when I noticed the leader attempting to hide from me. The ugly beast said nothing, but I could tell in his beady little eyes he knew he’d been beaten. He took swaggering steps toward me, the ground beneath our feet shaking from his heavy weight.

“You will not best us, Fire God. We will return.”

They were wretched creatures, beings that in my opinion should be wiped from the universe. They hunted and ate flesh as a delicacy, preferring three different species: the Centorias, the Gargantas, and humans. All three were fragile species, easily captured. They rarely could put up enough of a fight for it to matter, which was why they were hunted. Humans were their delicacy, which reminded me why my father hated the species as much as he’d expressed over the years.

I’d been taught they were pathetically weak, easily killed. But in seeing the females of the species, I knew exactly why they were wanted by various predators. Their scent was one of the most powerful draws in the universe.

I’d learned that many eons ago if only during what humans would call a fantasy. I snickered at the thought.

“Fucking animals,” my second in command stated then sliced his blade into a fallen creature, digging the sharp tip into the granite underneath the lifeless body.

“Yes, they are. You are hereby condemned to death,” I said to one of the remaining few pieces of scum with glee as I surveyed the area.

“The great God of Fire is resorting to trolling planets. Is it true that your father is ready to retire and he’s uncertain of which son to leave his throne to?” the beast dared to ask, to confront me of all creatures.

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