Free Alien's Bride Book Three by Yamila Abraham Page A

open my dress, and then ripped open my bra.
    “Let’s get wild.”   Elentinus licked his lips.
    I looked up at him past my exposed boobs.   “How do I even have any clothes left?”
    He ripped my dress the rest of the way off and yanked off the girdle panties.   “The Tailors make you more.”   He tossed my shredded clothes off the bed.
    “Tailors?”   I said as he stripped rapidly.   “More robots?”
    He grabbed my breasts and gave a wet kiss to one nipple.   “We have robots for everything.”   He lavished my other breast with the same hot kiss.
    Apparently two days was long for me, also.   I was already getting a stagger to my breath.  
    “There was something…something I meant to ask you a long time ago.”
    Elentinus spread buttery kisses over my torso.   I knew his hand was going to dive for the prize soon.   The anticipation made my legs squirm.
    “Whore said if you named a Domestic they’ll want to have sex with you.”
    He lifted his head up suddenly.   There was a scary gleam in his eyes followed by a slow-forming grin.
    “It sounds like you’re ready for something new.”
    I sat up with my jaw dropped.   “We’re not having a 3-way with Kang!”
    I heard the whir of tires rolling outside our curtain.   Uh-oh.   I shouldn’t have shouted his name.  
    “Mistress?” Kang said
    “Nothing, Kang!”
    “Just a moment, Kang,” Elentinus said.
    I went to punch him, but he grabbed my wrist.  
    He leaned close to whisper against my lips.   “When you name a Domestic and constantly interact with them you expand their intellectual capabilities.   They’ll want to serve you in every possible way.”
    I was aghast.   “Not.   Kang.”
    I heard another whir.   Kang rolled up right next to me just outside the curtain.
    “Why not, mistress?”
    I scrambled away from him.   “Oh my God!”
    Elentinus caught me around my middle.   I tried to wriggle free.   We wrestled a little while and then he pinned me underneath him.  
    “Relax.”
    “No robot sex!”
    He gave me a deep wet kiss.   Our tongues slid together briefly.   He pulled back with a final moist peck.  
    “Trust me.”
    “Ugh.”   I puffed out my breath and ceased resistance.  
    After the whole episode with Inga, he’d dropped hints he was hurt I hadn’t trusted him enough to tell him about the Aquars earlier.   He knew I regretted keeping secrets from him, so he never confronted me.   Trust remained a sore spot for us.   The phrase became his trump card.   Once he said it I had to give in.
    Elentinus rubbed his hands over my breasts.   He teased my nipples with his forefingers until even the areolas got wrinkled and perked.   My breathing grew deeper.   He climbed off me to sit with his back against a pillow.   I was drawn into his lap with my back against him and legs open.   His cock pushed between my legs, against my damp slit, and rubbed up and down.   I closed my eyes to focus on the smooth organ mashing my clit.   In a short while his cock gleamed with my wetness.
    “Kang,” Elentinus said softly.
    My eyes opened and I tensed.
    “Stay outside the curtain.   Stick your appendages up underneath it.”
    Appendages!
    “What would you like first, master?”
    Was he talking slower than usual?
    “Your choice.”
    I heard a metal creak and then the whirring of a little motor.   A long tentacle covered in metal rings snaked under the curtain and onto the bed.   The solid tube was the diameter of my wrist, but was tipped with something barely the width of my index finger.   It looked like a long rubber feather.   Elentinus grasped it right below the attachment.
    “Lovely.   An anal tickler.”
    My eyes widened.   “Oh my God, Elentinus.”
    His fist clutched all my hair at the nape.   He pulled so my face tipped back to look at him.
    “’Elentinus’ is it?”
    I met his severe gaze with a disrespectful sneer.
    “Yeah.   Elentinus.   Or how about Elen-dip-wad?”  
    He threw me