Page 66 of Alien Prince (Alien Abductions and Seductions #1)

Chapter Thirty-Two

Kael

The palace balcony offers a sweeping view of the city, the golden domes and crystalline spires glowing under the soft light of Erythos’s twin moons. It’s a view I’ve known my entire life, one I used to take for granted.

But tonight, it feels different.

Because of her.

My bride.

My queen.

My life.

Emily stands at the edge of the balcony, her face turned upward to the stars. The faint breeze lifts her hair, framing her in a way that makes my chest ache. She doesn’t notice me watching her, lost in her own thoughts, and for a moment, I let myself marvel at how much has changed.

Before Emily, I was a prince bound by duty, my life defined by expectations and responsibility. The crown was a weight I bore without question, my path set long before I was old enough to understand it.

But then she came into my life, and everything shifted.

She challenged me, pushed me to see beyond tradition and obligation. She showed me strength and vulnerability, intelligence and compassion, fire and resilience.

She transformed not just my life, but my kingdom.

Under her influence, the court has grown more open, the people more hopeful. She’s brought ideas, solutions, and a perspective that Erythos desperately needed.

And she’s brought me joy, something I never thought I’d find amidst the burdens of leadership.

I step closer, the sound of my boots soft against the stone. She turns at the movement, her eyes lighting up when she sees me.

“Kael,” she says, her voice warm, the hint of a smile playing on her lips. “You’re staring again.”

I smirk, unashamed. “Can you blame me?”

She laughs softly, shaking her head. “Why do I get the feeling you’re up to something?”

I do my best not to smirk. She could always read me better than most, and she’s exactly right. I do have something planned.

I hold out my hand, and she takes it without hesitation. “Come with me,” I say, my tone laced with mystery.

Her brows lift, but she follows as I lead her down the winding staircase, through the palace corridors, and out to a private transport dock.

“Kael…” she begins, a hint of suspicion in her voice.

“You’ll see,” I reply, helping her into the sleek craft.

The flight is short, the city’s lights fading behind us as we approach the secluded cliffs overlooking the vast Erythosian ocean. The waves shimmer with bioluminescent life, their glow casting a magical light over the rocky shore.

When the craft lands, I take her hand again, guiding her to a small, hidden terrace carved into the cliffside. A table awaits us, set with delicate crystalware and surrounded by lanterns that float softly in the air.

“Kael,” she breathes, her eyes wide as she takes it all in.

“You deserve more than this,” I say, my voice soft, “but it’s a start.”

She turns to me, her expression filled with wonder. “You planned this?”

“For you,” I admit. “For everything you’ve done for me, for the kingdom. I wanted to give you a moment to just… be.”

Tears glisten in her eyes, and she steps closer, her arms wrapping around my waist. “You didn’t have to do this,” she whispers, her voice trembling.

“I wanted to,” I reply, my hand brushing against her cheek. “You’ve given me more than I ever thought possible. Let me give something back.”

“But your people… What about that one colony? That one settlement that’s struggling?”

I grin at her. “Already taken care of?”

“When?”

“I can perform all of my princely, kingly, husbandly duties. Have no fear.”

“Oh, believe me, I enjoy all of your duties.”

The evening unfolds in quiet, perfect intimacy. We share a meal under the stars, the sound of the waves below a soothing backdrop. Emily laughs more than I’ve seen in weeks, her worries momentarily forgotten.

As the night deepens, we sit together on the edge of the terrace, her head resting on my shoulder.

“Thank you,” she murmurs, her voice soft.

“For what?” I ask, my fingers tracing lazy circles on her back.

“For this. For everything,” she says, tilting her head to look up at me. “You’ve shown me what love can be and what it means to be truly seen, truly supported.”

Her words strike something deep within me, and I lean down, pressing a tender kiss to her lips.

“You’ve given me the same,” I say against her mouth, “more than you’ll ever know.”

Without a word, Emily surprises me by starting to remove my clothes, and my cock hardens instantly. She licks her lips.

“I wonder,” she murmurs.

She dips her head and licks the tip. A jolt goes straight through me, and it takes everything in me not to come already.

“Emily, you’re torturing me.”

She laughs. “Just from that? What about this then?”

My wife takes the tip of my cock into her mouth. Her lips wrap around the head, and she sucks gently, sending an explosion of pleasure from my cock to the rest of my body. I grip the back of her head, my fingers intertwining in her hair, guiding her movements with a newfound passion.

I watch in awe as her lips glide over the ridges on my cock, each one causing a sensation that is both pleasuring and electrifying. Her tongue darts out, tracing the delicate curves and valleys, making me feel as though I am made of pure pleasure.

A low growl rumbles in my throat as she takes more of me in, her mouth sliding up and down the shaft. The warmth of her breath and the wetness of her mouth contrasts with the cool night air, heightening my excitement. I watch in awe as Emily deepthroats me, the way her eyes flicker up to meet mine when she pushes further down.

Her tongue plays with the underside of my cock, each touch and flick making me shiver. Emily reaches up and cups my balls, gently massaging them as she continues her ministrations. Her hand moves in tandem with her mouth, and it's too much for me to bear.

Her head bobs back and forth, taking me deeper into her warm, wet mouth. I can feel her throat muscles contracting around me, massaging me in an exquisitely pleasurable way. I try to hold on to my control, but it is an effort in vain. I can feel my release building up inside me, a powerful force that threatens to overwhelm me.

Maybe Emily senses my nearing climax because she pulls back, her eyes locked onto mine with a look of desire and anticipation. She strokes my cock gently, her fingers gliding over the sensitive skin at the base of each ridge.

I watch in awe as Emily's hand moves up and down my shaft, her grip just right, teasing me to the edge. She suddenly looks up at me and smiles, her eyes filled with wanton desire.

“You're going to come soon, aren't you?” she asks, her voice low and sultry.

I nod, unable to speak past the lust that has taken hold of me. Her smile grows wider, more predatory now.

She stripes off her dress and then gripes my cock again, tighter this time. She glides her hand over my length once more before positioning the head at her entrance. I watch in wonder as she lines herself up with me, and then sinks down onto my cock.

The sensation is indescribable, her tightness surrounding me, milking me for all I'm worth. How am I already coming? But my cock remains hard, maybe even harder now.

Emily's eyes flutter shut as she starts to ride me, her hips rolling in slow circles that have my heart beating almost too quickly.

Each ridge of my dripping cock slides against her inner walls, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through my entire being.

Her breath hitches as I thrust upward deeper into her, our bodies moving in perfect synchronization. Her nails dig into my shoulders as she rides me, her hips undulating with a rhythm that matches the pounding of my heart. The stars above seem to dance with us, their light reflecting in her eyes as she gazes up at them.

Emily's body trembles beneath me, and I know that we are on the precipice of something extraordinary. Her gasps become more urgent, and her pace quickens, matching the increasing intensity of our lovemaking. Each thrust sends waves of pleasure radiating out from the base of my spine, threatening to consume me whole.

“I’m going to come again,” I tell her.

“Again?” Her eyes widen, and she rides me faster now.

“Yes, Emily,” I gasp, my voice hoarse from the intensity of my pleasure.

Her eyes gleam with excitement and desire, and she leans forward to meet me in a passionate kiss. The taste of her lips is intoxicating, and as our tongues dance together, I feel as though I am losing myself in her.

Emily's body buckles on top of me as she reaches her own peak. Her breasts bounce wildly with each thrust, her nipples hard and erect. Her hands grip my hips, and she lies down on top of me, still riding me. It’s as if she wants to be as close to me as possible, as if she’s trying to merge our bodies completely.

The moonlight bathes us in its glow, highlighting the sweat-slicked skin that binds us together. Our bodies move in perfect harmony, like two halves of a single whole.

She starts to move even faster now, her hair whipping around us as the wind picks up. The stars above seem to dance in time with our movements, their light reflecting off her sweat-sheened skin.

Her breath hitches, and she growls, a primal sound that sends shivers down my spine. Her body trembles, and I thrust upward deeper inside her, my cock sliding against her inner walls with each stroke. My balls tighten, and I feel the familiar sensation building up inside me once again. I can't hold back any longer.

“I'm coming!” I shout, my voice hoarse with passion as Emily rides me harder.

I explode inside her, each spurt of cum causing her to gasp and moan in pleasure.

“Kael!” she shrieks as she comes too, her walls squeezing my cock almost too tightly.

“How did you learn to do that?” I ask as I rub her back.

“I just do what feels good,” she murmurs, suddenly shy.

“You do everything incredibly well. Is there anything you can’t do?”

She laughs and buries her head into my chest. “I’m glad I please you.”

“You positively delight me,” I assure her. “You’re all I’ll ever need.”

As I hold her, the rest of the world fades away, leaving only us beneath the stars, wrapped in the love that has come to define everything I hold dear.