A King Ponders
Chapter 6
Zan cupped Liz's face with his hands and leaned in and gave her a long gentle kiss. He ran his fingers through her hair and moved his hand down to caress her neck tenderly.
When they broke the kiss, Liz urged him on by leaning back and looking up at him with adoration.
"Are you an Angel?" He whispered softly.
Zan put his arm under Liz's legs and scooped her up and placed her gingerly in the middle of the bed. He knelt at her feet as if he were praying to a deity; the goddess that lay before him. Had the Universe taken pity on his lonely tormented soul and presented him with this beautiful gift to heal him?
Zan started the task of removing her nightie. He ached to see her body. He didn't want to wait. He kissed his way over the exposed part of her chest and shoulders as his hands unfastened the straps that tied at her neck. He reached down and slowly lifted the nightie up and over her head.
His breath quickened and his skin heated as his eyes poured over her small firm breasts. He reached out and placed his palms over the rose colored tips causing her to mewl with pleasure.
He leaned down and replaced his hand with his lips; teasing the hard point with his tongue. Liz grabbed him by his hair and pressed him hard to her; she needed more.
Liz moaned as began to suckle her breast. She whimpered with disappointment when he released her, but it was only a moment before he found her other breast and gave it equal attention.
He moved his hands down to her hips; and hooked his fingers in the tiny thong and began to peel it down her legs, revealing his prize.
He moved back to the bottom of the bed and lifted her foot to his lips giving it a kiss.
Zan focused on their connection with the intention of passing energy pulses and impressions through its portal to stimulate and heighten her arousal.
Slowly starting with her toes he began to caress his way up her smooth legs with his big hands; the hands that were empowered with an ethereal ability to excite his lover, his Queen.
He could feel the bond as it started to join them together.
"Liz, can you feel it. It's happening, I can feel the bonding," he spoke in awe to his wife.
Liz closed her eyes and said with a trembling voice, "Yes Zan, I feel it. Oh yes, I can feel it."
His powers traveled through the connection and stirred up her body, setting off fireworks within her that shook her to her very foundation.
Teasing her he moved his hands up her legs, over her soft skin, deliberately avoiding the delicate folds at the juncture that separated her thighs. He wanted to slowly build her up to an intense orgasm.
Frustrated from his teasing, she began to gasp for breath and panted his name, "ZAN?"
"Shhh. Let me do this," he whispered gently, soothing her.
His hands had made their way up her body over her smooth abdomen and were now cupping her breasts. He focused all of his concentration on her breasts and sent a buzzing thrill zinging down through her body landing at her wet core.
Liz's body instantly contracted and arched up off the bed causing Liz to let out a long throaty moan. A smile crossed his face, and he inserted two fingers and began pumping them. He positioned his thumb to put pressure on her little pleasure button. She started to rock against his hand trying to ease her tension, but it only made her need more.
Zan could feel that she was more than ready, both mentally and physically to receive him, yet he continued his ministrations.
Zan moved his hard body over Liz, taking care not to crush her. His eyes were churning with different shades of amber, black and gold as he softly vowed with high emotions, "Liz, you are my Queen. I will love you forever."
Liz circled her arms around his neck and pulled him to her for a searing kiss while grinding her wet core against his rigid member.
Liz needed to touch Zan. She felt as though she would die if she didn't touch him now. She wanted to see him. She had never seen a naked man before, except in pictures, of course.
She rolled them over and straddled his powerful thighs. He reached his hands up to touch her breasts, but she shook her head no, and whispered, "It's my turn."
It wasn't going to be easy for him to let her take charge, it wasn't how Zan rolled, but he made the choice to submit to her, and placed his arms out to his sides.
He had decided before they ever started that he would take it slow with Liz. She was innocent. This was her first time. He wanted her needs to be fulfilled any way she wanted. If she needed to see him, then his body was hers for the taking.
Zan stared up at her as her hands cupped his face. She looked at his handsome features, and her breath hitched as she saw just how strikingly handsome, and aroused his face looked at that moment. She saw how perfect and straight his nose was. His full lips were parted the tiniest bit, and moved ever so slightly as little puffs of breath escaped from between them as his breathing sped up.
She smoothed her hands down over his strong jaw to gently caress his neck. Liz had the overwhelming desire to mark Zan as her own. She leaned in placing her mouth just below his earlobe, giving him a wet kiss nipping his neck with her teeth, and sucking his neck vigorously, leaving her mark on him, and causing him to moan loudly.
Liz raised up over him again running her hands down the center of his chest, and swept them outward over each of his hard pecs. She began lightly tracing her nails over the skin there. Zan let out a groan from deep within his chest.
Liz placed her finger in her mouth and pulled it out with a pop. She ran the tip of her wet finger over Zan's little nipple and leaned down and softly blew on it. She watched it pucker and he let out a hiss from the sensation that flew over him.
She let her hands travel southward and paused at the six sculpted muscles that made up his abdomen.
'Could anything be more beautiful?' she thought as she traced her fingers along.
He felt her tongue giving his navel special attention. He leaned up to watch her love him with her mouth, and she was sending chills up his spine.
She raised up again and scooted farther down his legs. She traced her finger down the soft hair that trailed from his navel and ending at a nest of hair that surrounded his manhood; stopping at the band of his pants.
Then she gently traced her fingers over the toned muscles that defined his hips.
She looked at the tenting in the front of his pants and her eyes darted and lingered on his as if to ask for his approval.
She saw his eyes flash to black as Zan sucked in a breath. He smiled at her and nodded his approval.
She paused a moment, squeezing her eyes closed, and when she opened them she untied the string that was holding up his pants.
He lifted his hips to make it easier for her to pull them down his legs.
She looked at Zan's manhood. Her eyes fluttered and then grew wide. She looked at him with a straight face.
Already knowing what she was thinking he asked her, "What's wrong Liz?"
She swallowed hard and said, "It won't fit."
He looked at her with renewed adoration and purred, "We can make it fit."
Liz nodded her head and continued the journey of discovering Zan's body.
She curled her small fingers around his shaft and squeezed while running a finger lightly over the tip. Zan's eyes rolled upward as his head fell back onto the pillow.
"Oh Fuck," he faintly whispered.
She was amazed at how hard and erect he felt, while the skin felt like velvet to her fingertip.
She took her hand and cupped his heavy balls and gently rolled them, she looked up at Zan face and saw a strained look of pleasure. She could tell that he was enjoying it.
She felt a sudden urge to touch him with her lips. She had heard some of the girls at school talk about women putting their mouths 'there' and wondered if Zan would like it.
She leaned down to kiss him and her lips landed on the most sensitive spot on the tip of his cock causing Zan to buck his hips.
'Oh fuck, oh shit, oh fuck, she has her lips on my cock, oh shittt,' he thought in his mind as he let out an incoherent murmur.
He was afraid that he would shoot his load right in her face. 'Oh no, no, no, that cannot happen,' he quickly grabbed the base of his cock and squeezed it to get his body back under control.
"Liz… Sweetheart, you have to stop. It will be over and we haven't even gotten to the best part.
She raised her head up over him and wrinkled her nose and asked, "You don't like it?"
"Oh, Liz, doll, I love it too much." He reassured her and kissed her passionately.
Zan quickly flipped them over. Now he was on top. He nudged her legs farther apart with his thigh and positioned himself over her. His cock pressed against her folds teasing them both.
He wanted to be inside of her so badly. He gritted his teeth as his thighs trembled with restraint. Liz could see his jaw clenching as he tried to hang on to his control.
"Zan. Please," Liz begged.
He reached between them and took his erection in his hand and ran the tip through her folds to find her opening. He press gently against her and knew that he would have to take this in several slow steps.
He locked on to Liz's gaze with his black eyes that were full of arousal as he began to penetrate her virgin core.
He pushed into her just a little and stopped, watching for her reactions.
He desperately wanted to lose himself in all the sensations. His body wanted to start thrusting hard, but he hung on. Slowly he pushed and stopped again and again. He came to her barrier, and looked down into her eyes. She nodded, yes.
With a thrust he took her virginity. They both winced and hissed from the stinging pain. Zan felt it through their connection. He kissed her gently trying to soothe her, unhappy that he had hurt her, but the pain was fleeting and turned to pleasure as she gave him the okay by rocking her hips against him.
Zan slowly pushed further until he was completely enveloped by her warmth. He began to move and it wasn't long before Liz was meeting his thrusts. He could feel her pleasure building. He found a pace that was good for both of them. His own pleasure started to build. Speeding up he began to thrust harder, causing Liz to gasp.
Liz brought her knees up and held her legs with her arms. This opened her up further and Zan went deeper. He shuddered when a shiver ran down his spine from the pleasure. He wanted Liz to fall over the edge with him.
He felt something stirring inside him. Something intense and primal that he couldn't name. He wondered if it was the bond. He looked at Liz and what he saw pleased him. Liz had a euphoric look on her face. He knew she was basking in a sexual bliss.
Liz released her arms from around her legs and brought her hands up fisting his hair pulling him down and kissed him with heated passion. As their orgasms continued to build, the energy was looping through them; the connection had formed a closed circuit.
They both lost control. Zan started to thrust fast and hard; their bodies making a slapping noise as he grunted with each inward thrust. Liz moaned loudly as she met his thrusts pushing her hips up hard to meet his.
As they were reaching the apex of their sexual climb, a single golden aura encased their joined bodies; evidence of the bond that completed their union.
Zan reached between them and rubbed tight circles around her clit taking Liz over the edge screaming out his name over and over like a chant. She began to moan loudly as the intensity of her release kept building up. He felt her inner walls gripping his cock as she rode out her orgasm.
After a few more hard thrusts, Zan followed Liz right over the edge spilling into her with such violent spasms of pleasure that he was sure he would lose consciousness.
Liz's name burst from his lips along with the shout of unintelligible words and sounds as his orgasm washed through his body leaving him trembling and gasping for air.
They both clung tightly to each other as the intense pulses continued to stream through them.
Then finally their bodies started to calm down. They were able to breathe normally as their heart beats slowly returned to a normal rate.
Zan realized he was lying heavily sprawled over Liz and the fear of crushing her rushed through his mind. He quickly moved over to lie next to her. He checked Liz to make sure she was okay.
Zan turned on to his side facing Liz. "Liz, are you okay? How do you feel?" he asked with concern.
"Zan, I'm fine. That was, um, I mean it was, um…" she couldn't think of an adequate word to describe it.
"Amazing? Fantastic? Fucking Awesome? All of the above?" Zan interjected with a huge, goofy, big-ass smile across his face.
Liz started to chuckle, then Zan raised his eyebrow and started tickling her, making her laugh out loud as she swatted at his hand.
"Stop Zan, I'm tired. I want to sleep now," Liz whined good naturedly to get him to stop, although, it thrilled her to see him acting so playful.
Zan stopped and gazed into his wife's eyes. He had never seen her look so beautiful, never loved her more than at that moment. He leaned in, gave her a gentle kiss, and whispered, "I love you, Liz." He pulled her against his naked body, protectively wrapped his strong arms around her waist and held her tightly.
"I love you too, Zan," Liz told him. Liz never felt more secure than she did at this moment while lying in her husband's arms. She closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.
Zan didn't fall asleep so quickly. He started thinking about his life. How he felt so complete with this beautiful woman lying in his arms. He felt a peace that was more alien to him than any actual alien that he had ever encountered.
He wondered what the protector would think about the bonding. That he had bonded with a human and made her his Queen. How would his brother and sisters feel about him making Liz their sister-in-law? How would Liz like his family?
His mind wandered to Kal—it wasn't the right time yet to tell the others about him and the information that he had revealed. He asked himself, 'How will Ava feel when their destiny is revealed?'
He had a lot of work ahead him, but he vowed to himself that he would make Liz happy.
With a silent chuckle he thought to himself, 'After all, I am an alien King with an irresistible body, and the power to make things happen that no mere human can.'
Then, Zan was startled out of his reverie when Liz answered through the connection. 'Zan, yes, you are an irresistible alien King with powers… powers that are, at this moment, keeping me awake. I can hear everything you are thinking right now.'
"Just relax, Sweetheart, we'll sort it all out together tomorrow, let's rest now." Liz said softly as she turned and stroked Zan's cheek. She gave him a long gentle kiss that soothed his soul.
He whispered, "um-kay," and he closed his eyes and pulled Liz into a tight snuggle. He sighed and they both drifted off into a peaceful slumber.
The End