Page 47 of Alien Owner


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“Oh,” she says. “Good.”

“Come here,” I say, crooking a finger at her.

She blushes and gives me the uncertain little smile she always gives me when she knows she has been bad. I lift her up and put her over the side of the bath. The walls are thick, smooth rock, and she is easily supported, her pretty ass up high, her fingertips just barely reaching the flagstones below.

“You have been a very naughty girl,” I lecture in the tone that lets her know I am not angry with her, but I am wanting to impart some kind of sternness.

“I have,” she agrees with a seductive wriggle of her hips.

I spank her rosy wet bottom with stern slaps, not wanting to bring her too much in the way of pain, but needing to reassert my dominance, for all it is worth when she remains a headstrong, self-determined creature at her core. I will never truly discipline or dominate this woman. That is not the kind of creature she is.

She makes the cutest little gasps and moans, thoroughly enjoying this punishment, if that is even what it is.

“You know you have made me alpha of the entire Leonid world,” I tell her.

“Was that me? It doesn’t feel like me.”

“It was you,” I say. “I would never have come here if not to retrieve you. You have made me alpha. Now make me a father.”

With that, I rise up from the bath, water streaming down my pelt, and I take what is mine, the soft petals of Ava’s sex gleaming with invitation, puffy and wet and ready for a good, old-fashioned mating.

I fuck her over the edge of the bath, my cock deep inside her tight, wet pussy, her pink rear and her gorgeous hips doing a dance of sexual submission as she gives herself to me.

“Do you feel that, Ava?” I growl down at her. “This is the feeling of a sweet little human pussy being used by an alpha Leonid. This is you being bred. I am going to fill this hole every day until you swell for me. You are going to be my sweet little fuck meat for the rest of our lives.”

The dirtier I talk, the tighter her pussy clenches around me, and the more she writhes and moans. She loves this treatment, and I love giving it to her.

My knot is already starting to swell inside her. I am going to come, and I know she will orgasm as soon as she feels that thickening and that fullness. She is such a good girl with the way her body sucks my seed deep against her womb.

I roar with orgasm as my body cheats me of a long mating by insisting on delivering my seed to her fertile sex. I make growling, cursing noises as Ava orgasms in turn, the inner walls of her pussy drawing my cum deep inside that pink little chalice.

Filling her up is the deepest, truest pleasure in my life. It feels like I am fulfilling my purpose. I feel rushes of love and tenderness, and raw sexual energy. We are safe now. Leonidas is dead. Kain is captured. And I will breed my human mate until she bears me a new kind of alpha Leonid, part me, and part her.

Ava

Rescued. Fucked. Bred.

This is more than I deserve. Everything Azlan has ever given me is more than I deserve.

While we wait for his knot to subside, we finally have time to talk. I am drifting on a happy sex haze, but there are some things I have to say, best said with him stuck inside me so he cannot escape. We float together in the bath, joined at pussy and cock, his big strong arm wrapped around my waist, keeping me in place as his semen does its transformative work inside me.

“Why didn’t you tell me about your past? About the way you were left out in the wild when you were a cub?”

“The past is the past,” Azlan says. “I was trying to change the future.”

I turn my head to look back at him, feeling his knot shift inside my cum-drenched pussy as I do. “I feel like I understand you more, and this whole place more, your family more, from what Kain told me. I wish you would share more of the parts of you that you think don’t matter. They all matter to me.”

“You are the sweetest little thing,” Azlan growls. “And you are now the alpha female of Shattered Gulch. I hope you’re ready for the level of responsibility you have brought on yourself.”

He’s trying to change the subject. Azlan does not know how to talk about himself or his feelings. I hope to change both those things over the course of forever.

“I’m ready,” I reassure him. “I am ready for the rest of our lives together.”

“Good,” he says, licking the back of my neck with a feral possessiveness. “Because as soon as my knot subsides, I am going to mate you again.”

“Oh,” I grin. “Yes, fucking please.”

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