5. ZAYDEN

ZAYDEN

Gods, this female was responsive to me like none other. Her mouth tasted intoxicating. Her tongue wrapped around mine, pushed and played with it, arousing me to no end.

Her hard nipples dug into my chest, and her pliable breasts gave in under the pressure. The urge to touch them grew until I couldn't help but grab both of them with a hand, plucking at her nipples and hearing her cry out in pleasure.

My cock was harder than ever before, pulsing with the need to bury itself deep into her wet depths. I turned her around, needing to bury myself up to the hilt in her warm canal of pleasure. My hips were already rocking in anticipation, but I still had enough of a mind left to move my fingers over her pussy to ensure she was wet for me. She was.

Whatever blood was left in my body rushed into my hard and swollen cock. I would have loved to explore her body further first, but I told myself there would be time for it later. Right then, I was sure I would explode if I didn't get to bury myself into her slick folds. Now!

A high table was just right for what I had in mind. Just a quick fuck now, a release, then I would get to know her better, I promised myself as sanity and clarity slowly left with every drop of blood demanded by my cock to engorge even more. I swear the horny bastard had never been this thick and hard.

Reluctantly I let go of her tits so my arms could swipe out and clear the table of all its useless knickknacks. The sound of shattering glass and metal hitting rock appealed to my primal urges even more. Almost violently, I bent her over the table and spread her legs. I scented her intoxicating arousal, so sweet it blurred my senses.

The tip of my cock teased her entrance. I closed my eyes in anticipation of conquering her cunt, when suddenly she twisted herself around and screamed, "No!"

It took her screaming the word a second time before it truly penetrated my mind. Immediately I stepped back. "No?"

The moment I let go of her, she twisted to fully face me. Now her pupils were like pinpricks, large, blue discs, blazing in fury and… yes, there was definitely desire. I squinted my eyes. What kind of game was the female playing? Like any male, though, I stepped back, ignoring my throbbing cock and balls.

She righted herself, swaying slightly on her feet. She held one arm up, palm out as if trying to fend me off or stop me. A ridiculous notion because if I had wanted to, I could have overpowered her in a second without breaking a sweat.

Her eyes were unfocused before they suddenly rolled up into her sockets, and I barely caught her before she fell to the ground.

What in the gods' name was happening?

Her breathing was slow and deep. She was out. My earlier suspicion came back to me, and I lifted her into my arms to carry her to the bedroom while yelling over my shoulder, "Fetch a bio warden."

On second thought, I added, "Guards detain the trader. I want to speak to them."

If they had drugged my future queen, the bio warden would want to know what they had used in case she showed any adverse side effects.

She moaned quietly in my arms, and I cursed before I gently put her down on the bed in which we were supposed to be rolling in right now if things had gone to plan. Damn the traders.

She looked so petite and fragile on my large, oval bed. Careful not to disturb her, I moved the sheets to cover her naked body and gently stroked her soft face.

I hadn't given myself any time to actually think about the queen I had ordered by the priests' urging, but now that she was here, lying there, thousands of questions raced through my mind.

I had gone by the assumption that she, like any other female in my kingdom, would have been honored, pleased even to be chosen as my bride. Now, though, I was forced to consider that maybe this female had never even heard of me, just like I hadn't known her species existed.

Damn these trucking traders. Damn the trucking priest, and damn me for not asking any questions. It was her who was paying the price for my shortsightedness now.

The bio warden arrived quickly, and I filled her in on what I suspected.

"Don't worry, Your Highness. I will take good care of her," she promised. "In the meantime, if you can find out what drug they gave her, it would be of immense help."

A cart hovered beside her as she made her way to the bedroom, where I ended up leaning against a wall to be close but not in the way. With my comm, I contacted my war commander, Typhar, to instruct him to find out what the traders had used on my future queen.

While I watched, the bio warden pulled one delicate arm from under the bedding and moved a wand over it. Lights that didn't mean anything to me blinked and beeped. "Will she be alright?"

"It appears that she is only sleeping, Your Highness, which is probably the best for her right now."

She picked another device from the cart and held it against the female's finger; a drop of red blood welled, and I jerked as if I had been impaled. My future queen was bleeding. I swore I would make the traders pay for this.

The bio warden's tablet dinged, and she read through whatever vitals the drop of blood gave her. "It's hard to determine. Her physiology is close to ours, but I don't know if her measurements are normal or not compared to ours."

I nodded and pinched the bridge of my nose. All this I should have taken into consideration first. Fortunately I knew how to remedy this. "Would it help if you had others of her species to compare to?"

"It would definitely help." She nodded.

I turned to my comm again to contact Typhar.

"They used floruxin," Typhar said at once. I looked at the bio warden, who nodded. I wasn't sure if I should be relieved yet or not. Floruxin was a common enough drug meant to make people feel more relaxed; some even used it recreationally. But like we didn't know anything about her physiology, we didn't know how this female's body would react to the drug. I could only hope that it wasn't the first time the traders had used it and knew it wouldn't cause her any harm.

"Good," I told Typhar. "Keep them contained and purchase any other females they might have of the same species as the one they brought me."

"Is she defective? Do you need to return her?" Typhar asked, and I clenched my jaw.

Typhar and I had been friends since we were younglings, but his attitude towards certain things, especially females, differed strongly from mine and even disturbed me in some cases.