You're Not My King! (Extra! Extraterrestrial #1)

by Eryn Hawk

Some people never got to leave their hometowns, and yet here I was. In space. Held against my will, sure, but I couldn’t really complain.

I was resilient though, I could credit myself with that. Like a worm that had been chopped in half—never really the same again, but still managing to survive.

“Are you telling me that I’m actually going to be sent to market like a fucking pig?” “Of course not,” he droned without skipping a beat. “Pigs are useful creatures.”

I was into big dicks, but there was a limit.

He fucking sniffed me.

It was embarrassing to admit, even to myself, that the sight made my skin flush and my belly heat.

Shit, he was handsome. In that unusual, alien sort of way.

It was kinda exhilarating, I couldn’t lie. No one had ever looked at me as if they wanted to throw me down and treat me like a sleeve for their dick. Crying shame, really.

He was on my mind the whole way to camp.

Look, Ma, I’m in a cult.

“Well, yippee that you guys are happy. Fuck me, though, huh?”

“You have no job,” she stated, shifting in her seat as I waited for the other shoe to drop. “You are the Great Leader’s mate.” And there it was. The other shoe. The whole fucking wardrobe.

he’d only sniffed me to make sure he was choosing the right human. As if that made it any less weird.

“Before we start…” She drummed her fingers against her chin. “Have you partaken in anal before?”

I hated how sweet that sounded. We were like a couple of penguins, and I briefly imagined him scouring the beach to find me the prettiest pebble for our anniversary. It cheered me up some.

He bent forward to sniff me, nose hovering above my pulse point, inhaling as if my scent was all he needed to breathe. It was hot as fuck, and I couldn’t stop myself reacting, tipping my head to give him better access.

It was one thing to say I was fine with being sexed up by an alien king, but another to take that leap.

And honestly, yee-haw for alien abduction ’cause jerking and sucking on lee-zurd popsicle was fucking fire.

“That is it, little Earthling. Present yourself to me. Take all you are given.”

He was mine. In every sense of the word. Mine to take, mine to mark, mine to possess. Mine to protect. I held him tighter, my thudding heart drowning out the soft hum of his snores. Mine to cherish.

It had been three days since I’d mated the Lizard King, and my ass still ached.

I was great at running from my problems and giving head, but that only benefited the role I was protesting about.

Voh-ack had clearly taken the phrase ‘blow his back out’ literally.

That was all I fucking needed, to be walking around with fertilized lizard eggs in my belly. I was all for a breeding kink, but Jesus Christ.

wondering if this was actually my destiny, to waddle around with a permanently gaping hole for the rest of my life.

kinda missed it pounding all my sensitive spots and filling me up. Stop it.

I was actually alien bait.

I rocked on the balls of my feet, ready to vault across the room and climb my alien like a very tall, very sexy tree.

I would know everything about him. And treasure every part.

“Your pet name for me is cockroach? Are you kidding me?” I screeched, shoving once at his solid, unmovable, dumb chest. “You asshole. I came to say thank you and be all nicey-nice, but you’ve been over here, swinging your dick and mocking me this whole time?!” I jabbed a finger into his pec. “Fuck you, and fuck your smug, perfect face. I’m out.”

Funny how this dude could barely string a regular sentence together, but sex talk? No problemo. Ten out of ten. Couldn’t argue with his priorities.

“I will always come,” he promised, the determination in his voice making it shake. “To the ends of the galaxy and beyond, I would follow, c’karuucha.”

His lust for revenge was hot, but his desire to please me was even hotter.

Call me a softy, but I was kinda rooting for a sunshine-and-rainbows existence from now on.

Being abducted by aliens may not have been on my bingo card for the year, but being loved by one had been written in the fucking stars.

RIP my hole.

I was sucking cock, and I was in my fucking element.