The Beast King (Royal Aliens #3) Read Online Loki Renard

Categories Genre: Alien, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Royal Aliens Series by Loki Renard
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Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 45050 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
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He was going out of his way to speak harshly. He wanted her to be frightened of what was to come, and he was getting his way. She was absolutely terrified as she was led up the gangway into the interior of the living ship. It was better to go along with things now. She couldn’t very well start trying to rip the crown off Konan’s head. Or, perhaps she could, but she was too sore and scared to try.

Things were changing. Everything was changing.

When she boarded the ship, it was like stepping onto a whole new vessel. The interior had been refreshed. The rust was gone, the missing bolts replaced, the foliage fresh and green. It smelled like a combination of mint and lavender, fresh and yet homey.

The soldiers and sailors moved about the ship with swift, precise movements. They seemed excited to be heading home again. Exile had obviously not been kind to any of them.

Elizabeth watched events unfold, feeling like a passenger, or rather, a narrator. She could describe what was happening, but her influence was limited. Konan used the chain about her neck to lead her onto the bridge and left her standing behind his control throne. She had the horrible feeling in her gut that there was every chance returning to Masih would unleash more horror, but what could she do to stop all this?

For a brief, mad moment she thought she might be able to pull a lever or something and stop history from unfolding in the horrific way it seemed determined to go, but ultimately, she ended up standing behind Konan’s chair as the ship rose from the beautiful unnamed planet and headed for the stars.

“Why so quiet, human? You have not stopped talking for a moment since I found you.” An hour or three into the journey, Konan noticed her silence and summoned her out from behind his chair to face his piercing gaze. “Have I finally fucked your tongue out?”

Elizabeth felt a tingle of fear running down her spine. She was sure that when they landed on Masih, she would see the true face of the alien she had come to love. There was more yet to emerge from his terrible form and mind. She could feel it just waiting to be unleashed upon her and the rest of existence.

What was she to do if it was true, and that he was a monster on par with any human reviled by history? Would she have any choice in the matter? Even if she were to stop loving him, he would not let her go. She was possessed, and there was no way out of it.

He ran his fingers down the back of her neck in a slow, tender caress. She could tell that his thoughts and attention weren’t really on her. They were focused on the destination.

“Elizabeth?”

“Yes, sire?” she stammered over the question.

“I asked you a question.”

“I’m nervous about being on your world, sire.”

He had apparently fucked her into being polite. But it was not the real kind of politeness which came from respect. It was the stilted kind which emerged only from fear.

“You should be," he growled. “When I have you alone there, in my palace, I will have many days of reckoning with you.”

She let out a squeak as Konan grabbed her by the front of her clothing in one powerfully easy motion, and lifted her over onto his lap so that she was straddling him, facing him, her already ravaged pussy suspended dangerously above his tenuously clothed cock.

“Tell me what is going on in your head, human. I can feel the intensity of your thoughts whirling through your mind. I can sense your fear. Are you afraid of where we are going? Or are you scared of who you are going with?”

Konan ran his hand down the front of her body, caressing her breasts, tracing the line of her hip, and dipping between her legs. His touch was commanding, enticing, and dominant all at the same time.

“Another time, I might have accused you of keeping secrets from me,” he purred. “But now I know how to extract such things from you.”

He squeezed her pussy, making her moan. He was probably very evil. But that didn’t stop him being incredible in bed. It made him better.

He had lashed her with the tree whip and then he had fucked her harder than she’d ever been fucked in her life. Her fear didn’t just come from what he had done to her. It came from how much she had liked it. Fucking a monster set you free, she discovered. It left you with nothing but your feelings and your flesh.

Konan handled her like he owned her. Like he knew every inch of her, and how to claim it completely. He lifted her from the throne with one hand between her thighs, keeping his claim on her sex as he dragged her back to his bedroom.


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