Arantxa

by T. J. Quinn

  “Just let me know when it’s too much,” he warned her, as he got up.

  She nodded and a few moments later, they were back on track. This time they walked until it became too dark to continue. Korben had a flashlight in his bag, but using it in the darkness of the woods surrounding them, would be the same as letting anyone out there know where they were.

  He didn’t bother to build a shelter that night. He simply secured the small tent to the ground near the stream. After feeding Arantxa, he invited her to get in and get some rest.

  “Do you think I could bathe?” she asked, hating how sticky and stinky she was.

  “Only if you’re quick and you bathe right here, where I can see you,” he replied, in an even tone, that hid his feelings perfectly.

  She didn’t need to know how hot the idea of watching her bathe made him.

  Arantxa was beyond shame and embarrassment. She needed to feel clean again.

  “That’s alright with me.”

  “Use that shirt to dry yourself and then wash it. It should dry during the night. I have a clean one for you to wear,” he told her, handing her what looked like liquid soap. “You might want to use that.”

  “Thank you.”

  She walked to the stream, and with her back to him, she took off her shirt and hung it on a small bush. The water was incredibly cold, but she ignored it, as she lowered herself into one of the small pools formed by the stream.

  Unlike last time, she could feel his gaze wandering up and down her body, and she wondered if he felt anything like the arousal, he inspired in her.

  Sighing, she used the soap he had given her, and a few minutes later, she was ready to come out. Soaking her hair one last time, she started to get up when she felt it.

  Korben watched her take off his shirt and get deeper into the water. Looking at her luscious silhouette drawn against the moonlight, he allowed himself to enjoy the view, even if for just a few moments. She was gorgeous, there was no doubt, and he wanted her for himself.

  His desire for her didn’t seem to decrease the longer he was with her. Quite the opposite, he was afraid.

  He watched her wash and when she was about to come out of the water, she suddenly let out a small cry.

  “What’s the matter?” he asked, jumping to his feet.

  After that afternoon meeting with the lonely Paklyor warrior, he didn’t want any more surprises.

  “Something bit me,” she mumbled as she turned to walk out of the water.

  He didn’t wait for her to come out. He jumped into the water, and a few moments later, he was standing next to her. “Where was it?” he asked her.

  She lifted her right leg and showed him her thigh. A small animal was still attached to her skin.

  “Please, take it off of me,” she asked, not daring to touch it.

  Korben picked his laser cutter, and with a precise movement, he cut the animal in two. The mouth remained attached to her body, but after the creature was dead, he was able to gently remove it from her skin.

  It left four deep bite marks on her fair skin, and he washed the blood away.

  “I’ll take care of that once you’re done here,” he assured her.

  She nodded and walked out of the water. Korben was about to do the same when he felt a few creatures nipping at him.

  “What the…” startled, he jumped out of the water, but he wasn’t fast enough.

  One of the creatures bit his calf through his suit, and he had to kill it to get rid of it.

  “Did you get bitten as well?” she asked, surprised.

  “Yes. They’re probably night creatures, and we’ve invaded their territory,” he said, as he removed the rest of the creature from his calf.

  “Do you think they are poisonous?” she asked, worried.

  “I hope not. I didn’t find any major threat from this planet’s fauna when I researched it, but there isn’t that much information. Let’s hope these creatures are harmless,” he replied, doing his best to hide his concern.

  Not being able to contact his friends was bad enough, without adding a possible poisoning to the damn equation. Hoping for the best, he handed her the shirt she had taken off and waited for her to dry herself up and put on the clean shirt before he dared to go anywhere near her.

  Having her take a seat on a rock, he splashed the bite with antiseptic and antibiotic, before he covered it with a clean bandage.

  “I’m sure you’ve regretted accepting this mission a million times,” she said, in a low tone.

  He tilted his head back to look at her, their faces lit by the full moon on the clear night sky. “Why do you say that?”

  “I’ve given you nothing more than problems,” she recognized.

  “You’ve been through a lot,” he dismissed her words, as he went down to her feet, to treat them and replace the bandages. “Of course, I would be happier, if I hadn’t lost my way in these damn woods, but things are what they are, and we have to make the best of them,” he added, shrugging.

  “Thank you… I wouldn’t have survived one more night with those bastards.”

  “They wouldn’t have touched you again. They were already looking for a buyer,” he said, scowling. “They wouldn’t be able to sell damaged merchandise.”

  “That’s an even worse prospect,” she grunted.

  He finished bandaging her feet, feeling his cock straining against his damp suit, more aroused than ever.

  The Pakly blue moon, lit her perfect legs with its special shine and all he could think of was exploring every inch of them with his hands and lips, relishing her sweet taste and lose himself in her warmth.

  Desperately holding on to the last thread of self-control on him, he asked her to get inside the shelter. “It’s time for you to get some sleep. Let me know if you feel anything different.”

  “You should rest too. You haven’t slept ever since you got here,” Arantxa said, with a slight frown.

  “I can take it. My body is used to it, unlike yours,” Korben assured her, as he opened the shelter and waited for her to get inside.

  “Even so… we have no idea when we’ll be rescued. You should rest. I’ll watch for a while,” she suggested, hesitating at the entrance of the tent.

  “I’m fine… trust me,” he assured her. “Now, get inside,” he rushed her, her scent doing strange things to his already edgy, hyper-aroused body.

  He needed to get her out of his sight before he did something stupid, like leaning over and claiming her sweet, luscious lips in a passionate kiss, meant to blow her mind.

  “Come inside with me…” she asked before she was able to hold back the words. “Nothing happened last night, we should be safe enough for you to get some rest as well,” she added, thanking the little light around them, as she felt the heat coloring her cheeks.

  “No!” his answer came out a bit harsher than necessary, but the idea of lying next to her inside that tiny shelter was more than he could take.

  He wouldn’t be able to resist her… he was sure of it…

  She pursed her lips and leaned forward, her face only a couple of inches away from his, her breathing a bit harder than it should be. “Are you sure?” she asked, her tongue sliding slowly over her lips, in a slow and unconscious seduction.

  A rush of desire swiped up his body, so strong he almost lost it. “Yes… I’m sure,” he said, in a hoarse tone, as he clenched and unclenched his fists, holding back his craving need to take her in his arms.

  Arantxa looked at him, feeling a sudden urge to kiss him. She spent the whole day craving his touch, his caresses, especially, while he carried her through the woods, but now, all of a sudden, that desire felt a million times stronger. Her need for him, powerful and raw.

  She stretched her hand and caressed his cheek, unable to hold back any longer.

  He turned his head and kissed the palm of her hand, his kiss sending jolts of energy through her whole body, making her shudder and step closer to him.

  “How can I convince you?
” she whispered, grazing her fingers up and down the hard line of his jaw.

  “You don’t have to,” he replied, in a raspy voice. “I’m already convinced,” he assured Arantxa, pulling her against him, finally caving in to his lust and claiming her lips in a hot, breathtaking kiss.

  She threw her arms around his strong neck, pulling herself even closer to him, her lips parting to welcome him inside her, his kissing stirring up the fire that had been burning inside her all day long.

  Korben slid his tongue inside her, delving into every inch of her mouth, relishing her taste, like he never had before. Her tongue swirled around his, in a sensuous dance that allured him even more.

  With a loud growl, he dragged her inside the small shelter, pushing her back against the soft floor, while he kissed her without restraint, eager for more.

  When he finally released her swollen lips, to allow them a needed breath, he slid his hands down her sides to grab the hem of her shirt. A moment later, he was tossing it away, and his hands were taking its place, covering her hot, silky skin.

  He went back to kissing her, his need for her far from satiated, while he allowed his hands to wander up and down her voluptuous little body, taking special pleasure in cupping her big, round breasts, and playing with her rock-hard nipples.

  Arantxa was completely lost in the haze of lust he evoked in her. His caresses only made her need stronger, her passion fierier.

  After a while, she craved more, and she helped him out of his suit, desperate to feel his skin underneath her fingertips. When he was finally as naked as she was, she wrapped her legs around him, pulling him even closer.

  She gasped and groaned, when what felt like a big, thick, hard cock, nestled between her legs, rubbing her aching pussy.

  She moaned and squirmed underneath him, loving the way his body covered hers so perfectly. Her hands feasted on his smooth skin, as they went up and down his back, not neglecting the tendrils on his head nor his hard ass.

  Any coherent thought she might have had regarding what they were doing, had gotten lost amid the lust he had awakened in her. She could only think of him, of her desire for him, her raw hunger for his touch, to be his and nothing else.

  His lips left hers, and she moaned, displeased, but as he drew a trail of fire down her neck and across her chest, she forgot what she was complaining about. Feeling his hot, coarse tongue playing with her sensitive nipple was so good, her back arched and her hips rocked up to meet his, her hunger spiked by the waves of pleasure racing through her body.

  Korben kissed and licked, sucked and nibbled, caressed and squeezed, delighted with the softness of her breasts and the sweetness of her nipples. He could play with them for the rest of his life span, but the need roaring inside him was too strong. After a while, he lost control over it, completely.

  Chapter Twelve

  Korben rose to his knees, unwrapping her legs from his waist and spreading them. She lay before him with her knees drawn up wide apart, exposing her entirely to him.

  He slid his hand slowly down her belly until he cupped her mound. Holding his hand there for a few moments, slightly pressing and squeezing it, he finally opened her wet folds and pushed a long, thick finger deep inside her.

  She gasped and squirmed, his finger not enough to fill the need that burned inside her throbbing pussy.

  He leaned forward and kissed her, his tongue mimicking his finger, thrusting in and out of her. A second finger joined the first one, and she rocked her hips up, eager to have him deeper into her. But despite the raging hunger threatening to eat them both alive, he struggled to wait and get her ready for him.

  Her pussy seemed too small to fit him, but when he pushed a third finger inside her, her walls seemed to stretch to welcome him, and he finally convinced himself she was ready for his big cock.

  “Are you ready for me, Arantxa?” he whispered in her ear, interspersing every word with tiny kisses.

  “Yes… please…” she whimpered, her body caught in the heat of the passion he evoked in her.

  He rested his cock at her entrance and rubbed it up and down her drenched slit before he finally pushed it inside her, one inch at a time, ripping a loud moan from her lips.

  She was incredibly tight, and her scent filled his nostrils with her deliciously intoxicating essence, making his hunger even more ravenous than it had been so far. Unable to stop himself, he thrust his cock all the way inside her. He relished the way her pussy welcomed him, stretching to fit him and then, clenching around him, becoming a hot, overwhelming sheath.

  He growled his pleasure when his cock grazed her womb, pleasure rushing through him, in powerful waves. Sliding his hands underneath her and gripping her ass, he pushed himself out of her just to slam his cock right back in, each slow thrust taking him closer to paradise.

  Under him, Arantxa squirmed and moaned, her body trapped in the trembles of pleasure, as the first orgasm erupted in her, throwing her over the edge, right into the powerful swirls of bliss.

  But Korben conjured a new orgasm in her with each thrust. The pleasure washing over her was so great, so overwhelming, she lost track of the world around her, her body, mind, and soul lost in the haze of bliss created by him.

  A few thrusts later, her spent, shuddering body finally welcomed his orgasm. His roar echoed into the night as he came, buried deep inside her, wave after wave of pleasure rushing through him, as he poured himself inside her, right before he collapsed next to her, as spent as she was.

  Arantxa must have fallen asleep right after that, because the next thing she knew, he was pulling her over his powerful body. It was still dark outside, so she guessed it was the middle of the night, but she wasn’t puzzled with why he had awakened her.

  The hard cock throbbing against her stomach gave her the answer, and his need echoed hers. All the pleasure she had experienced the hours before hadn’t been enough.

  Their raw hunger felt endless, insatiable, and they spent the whole night feeding it, again and again. However, by the time the sun came up, their bodies were drained, and the hunger still lingered in their bodies, but the frenzy of last night was finally gone.

  Korben grunted as he sat up, feeling his head heavy and dizzy, as if he had spent the night getting wasted with his friends, with the worst booze in the whole universe.

  Frowning, he looked at the female still sleeping next to him and tried to make some sense out of what had happened the night before.

  Yes, he had wanted her from the moment he had laid his eyes on her picture and yes, her scent, her arousal were the most intoxicating things he had ever experienced in his life, but he had never lost control over his urges the way he had the night before. Especially not when he knew they were in danger that he needed to be vigilant and attentive to their surroundings.

  What had gotten into him?

  His eyes fell on the bandage he had put on her thigh, and he looked at his own marks, on his calf, red, swollen and slightly infected. Could it be possible they had been infected by the small creature? He had heard about the toxins injected by some animals that caused powerful sexual cravings. Such toxins were sold in the black markets for a great sum of credits, especially on those near the brothel colonies.

  Arantxa moaned, and her eyes flickered, pain rushing through her face.

  “What happened?” she muttered as she closed her eyes and held her pounding head with both her hands.

  She felt as if she had been hit by a truck. Her still bruised body felt sore and tender, but underneath the pain still lingered a remnant of the most incredible pleasure that she had ever experienced.

  Memories of last night’s events rushed through her mind, and she moaned again, incredulous she had had the guts to seduce a male like Korben.

  She half-opened her eyes to look at him.

  Korben was sitting up, next to her, still naked, looking as lost and startled as she felt.

  “How are you feeling?” he asked his tone probably a bit too harsh.

  She cri
nged at his cold tone but quickly steeled herself to whatever was coming her way.

  “Spent…” she admitted, looking away, trying to find the shirt she had been wearing.

  He watched her look around and assuming she was looking for her shirt, he grabbed it and handed it to her. “Here. Do you need help to put it on?” he asked, looking for his own clothes.

  “No, thank you, I can handle it,” she said, in a low tone, not once meeting his eyes.

  She looked embarrassed as if she didn’t know what to do or how to act after last night.

  Well, he felt exactly the same way.

  “Do you think you can walk? We shouldn’t stay here much longer,” he said, once he was dressed.

  “Yes… of course.” She rubbed her forehead. “Would you happen to have something for headaches in your first aid kit?”

  “Not exactly for headaches, but I’ll have to give you a shot for last night’s bite that should make you feel better,” he said, crawling out of the shelter.

  She followed him out. “Why?”

  “I believe the creature injected some sort of toxin into our bloodstreams,” he explained. “Therefore, our… unused arousal…” he said, avoiding her eyes.

  “You believe what happened last night was because of some toxin?” Arantxa asked, unable to keep her astonishment from her tone.

  “Don’t you?” he asked, this time facing her. “After all, we barely know each other, and you’re engaged to another male,” he added in an icy cold tone.

  All the pleasure they shared the night before suddenly felt dirty, tainted with shame, and she looked away. “Of course, what else could it be?” she muttered. “Just give me the damn shot. My head hurts like hell.”

  He picked a small gun from the first aid kit, and after charging it with two small capsules, he walked towards her and pressed the gun against the base of her neck and shot.

  A sharp pain made her groan, but the pain quickly faded. He injected himself as well before he put away the gun and offer her some food.

  “I’m not hungry right now. I’ll wash and when I’m done, we can leave when you’re ready,” she told him, her stomach still churning.