Niya's Alien: Futuristic Scifi Romance (Dagrinian Love 3)

by Pixie Moon

  Her body trembles and her muscles flex. “Am I your first human?”

  My gaze reluctantly leaves the damp flesh between her legs, travels up her body and stays on her lickable brownish pink nipples. At the clearing of her throat it goes to her eyes. “Yes, but I know a lot about a human female’s body. I’ll make it good for you.”

  I push my finger inside her. She moans as she watches me finger fuck her. When she tightens in inner muscles around my finger lust whips through me. I can’t wait to pound into her.

  Sweat beads on my forehead as I work another finger into her snug sheath. She spreads her legs wider and rocks her hips. “You like that?” I ask while pushing into her. She nods. “How about this?” I curl my fingers and press into the front of her wet channel.

  “Yes, yes.” More of her juices coat my fingers.

  “You are so beautiful.” I look straight into her eyes so she’ll know I mean it. The flicker of appreciation that passes through her eyes is grauling hot.

  I slide a third finger into her, curl and press. Her body arches and she drops to the bed. I lick her swollen clit and press my fingers harder into the front of her channel. She shudders. I lick some of her juices that are slipping past my fingers. I growl my appreciation. “You are tasty.” I suck her bud in my mouth and lash it with my tongue.

  Her body tenses and then trembles. “Aahhh, yes. Yes!” Her release coats my fingers, making my cock demand its due.

  While she’s still shaking, I push her farther up the bed, spread her legs wide and fit my crown to her trembling entrance. I inhale her sweet arousal and start working my throbbing cock into her.

  “Rizpa nin, you are tight.” My body quivers as I hold back my animalistic need to pound into her. With controlled moves I thrust and retreat until I’m able to sink almost all the way within her perfect pussy.

  My balls and back tingle. A drop of sweat falls from my forehead and onto her right breast. I watch the drop slide down her plump flesh and settle between the full mounds. I long to lick it off but my needs are growing stronger. Now I know it’s true. Humans have the tightest wettest pussies of all females. The animal in me never wants to be parted from her.

  Gripping her hips, I pull back and push in harder. Her face says she likes it, but I have to be sure. “Do you like that, little warrior?”

  ~ Niya ~

  No male has ever filled me the way Rylem does. He makes me want it hard and thorough. “Yes, harder. Use your muscles. You don’t train for nothing.” The widening of his unique eyes lets me know I’ve caught his attention.

  “If you can’t keep up, just let me know and I’ll slow down.” Challenge lurks in his sapphire eyes.

  “Oh, I can keep up. Let’s see what you’ve got.” Something about him calls to my wild side. I inhale his arousing scent and buck my hips.

  He growls and presses my legs up. I go with it and rest them on the bed right next to my head. The look of shock on his face is priceless. “Never underestimate a human,” I taunt.

  “Rizpa nin! You are flexible.” His big hands grip the backsides of my thighs.

  I love the feel of him keeping me in place. I flex my inner muscles and am rewarded with his cock pulsing hard. He growls again and slams into me. The way his gaze searches my face for weakness makes me mad and fires me up.

  “I said I can take it.” Does he still think I’m weak?

  “Fine,” he snaps and then rams into me.

  “Yes, yes.” Fuck! He’s got me so stretched I can feel each pulse that pounds through his hard cock.

  I pant as he kisses my neck. His hips pump with wild abandon. I clutch his shoulders and score them with my fingernails. He growls and I growl back. Need coils in my core.

  I relish the feel of his big cock repeatedly filling me up. His fat crown grazes hot spots in me that I didn’t even know I had. I shudder in bliss. Sweat dampens my skin. Another drop falls from him and lands on me as he continues to drive his hard shaft into me. When he shifts and slams into me from a different angle the need to come fires through my veins. My clit pulses hard.

  I squeeze my muscles for all I’m worth. An animalistic groan rumbles from his chest. He sinks in deeper. Pressure builds within me. He goes deeper. I feel a vibration and then his rospet latches onto my clit.

  Stars blind me. My back arches off the bed. “Aaahhh, yes, yes.” Bliss slams into me and keeps coming.

  Rylem rocks into me and then releases a growling snarl. The sound echoes through me. Making another round of intense pleasure shoot through me. His hot release powers into my body making me tremble harder.

  He nips my ear. “So grauling sweet.” He urges me to lower my legs and then rolls us so that I’m on top. I rest limply on his firm body.

  His rospet keeps me floating. The little jerks of his hips lets me know he’s still flying too.

  When my sensitive bud can’t handle anymore, I press my hands to his chest and start to move off of him.

  “You aren’t going anywhere.” The confidence in his tone has my pussy fluttering. He groans and pulls his cock back enough to stop his sex-organ from sucking me.

  “Now I won’t.” I roll a bead on his claiming necklace to remind him that I chose him.

  He growls and rolls me beneath him. The look in his eyes is proprietary. The sight thrills a previously unknown part of me.

  I watch as he climbs off me and moves to the necklaces on the wall. He looks them over and then carefully takes one from its hook.

  Holding the copper colored chain up, he touches the three dangling curvy metal pieces. They make an interesting sound. I like it.

  “These represent sunbeams. They will light your path…help you understand your destiny.”

  Heat swirls around in my chest. I sit up and he puts the necklace on me. I touch the cool metal. “I love it. Thank you.”

  Rylem touches the beaded necklace I put on him. “I will wear this for as long as we decide to stay together.”

  The look in his eyes lets me know that he won’t be taking it off tomorrow.

  Since I’m not finished with him, I like that a lot.

  CHAPTER

  11

  ~ Niya ~

  ♥

  I leap from the couch when I see Rylem put his boots on.

  We’ve been a couple for three days and that’s great but it’s not so great that I never want to leave these quarters. I need more than amazing sex to make me happy.

  My nature is to be moving most of the time. I’ve been exercising and meditating in the space between the kitchen and the living room. That’s okay, but I’m itching to get out of here.

  “Where are you going?”

  Rylem rolls the beads on his necklace. “I have to go train. We are a team so we need to be able to work together in all areas of our jobs.”

  I head to the closet and get my sandals. “Good. I’ll go with you. I could use the exercise.” There is no way he’s leaving me behind.

  “I don’t think you should go. We don’t play nice.”

  “All the better. I could use a good fight.”

  He takes my hands and looks them over before kissing the right one. “You’re not strong enough to do what we do, little warrior.”

  My brows drop. “I’m stronger than you think. Don’t forget…I did take you down.” I don’t feel very honorable for bringing that up, but he forced my hand.

  His skin flushes to a darker violet. “That’s because I trusted you.” I scowl at him. “And I underestimated you.”

  A smile curls my lips. “The others could too. That means I’ll be fine.” I slip my shoes on and straighten my white blouse. The turquois skirt I have on stops at my calves, it’ll do. “You ready?”

  The dark look in his eyes doesn’t faze me. Nor does his long-suffering sigh.

  “Look, you can go and if you don’t like it I’ll bring you back. The guys are going to sniff you. They may grab you or press you up against the wall to do it, whatever they feel like doing. Can you handle that?”


  His tone implies that I can’t. He’s wrong. With time he will know me better. “I remember reading about that. You guys do it to check on the health of your family and friends. I promise not to knock them out.” I give him a beaming smile.

  “Black star, you are going to be the end of me.”

  “No, I will protect you.” I hope I never need to, but I will if I have to.

  He shakes his head making his black hair shift on his violet forehead. I love his hair, skin, and eye combination. The colors just work for him and the others. He wraps six fingers around my wrist and leads me out of our quarters.

  I start looking around the second we enter the long corridor. Rylem brought me down it two active cycles ago. The shiny silver walls are perfectly muted by the soft overhead lights.

  Looking down at the dark charcoal colored floor, I ask, “How do you keep the floor clean?” I can’t imagine them sweeping it.

  “A floor cleaner goes around and sucks up dust every resting cycle.”

  “With an all-male crew this ship would probably be filthy without that piece of equipment.”

  He shakes his head and snorts. “I hate to think we couldn’t handle cleaning up but this is a good sized craft.”

  “Humph. That’s your lame-assed way of saying this place is doomed if that machine breaks down.”

  His gaze cuts to mine. “You’re mouthy this active cycle. Maybe you do need the exercise.”

  “Trust me, I do.” We leave our corridor and head down another one. I note the kitchen and laundry room. That’s as far as we went the other active cycle. We walk past them and down to another corridor. We stop at one of the many stormy gray doors.

  “Remember what’s going to happen?” he asks.

  “Yes, and I promise not to knock anyone out.” I give him a sweet smile so he won’t even think about taking me back to our quarters. For that I may have to knock him out.

  Rylem opens the door. I get three steps in when I’m suddenly pushed up against the cool silver wall. I relax and the male chuckles. My neck is sniffed and then I’m freed.

  Ice blue eyes look me over. “It’s good to see you looking so well.”

  “Out of the way, Drandok. It’s my turn to see how Rylem and his human are doing.” Drandok moves over and I’m crushed to Zefrom’s powerful frame. He buries his nose in my neck and inhales deeply. “Mmmm. You two are very healthy. I look forward to seeing you in action.”

  Drandok’s eyes light up. “Can’t wait to see them go at it.”

  Rylem steps over to me and guides me to a large mat. “I’ll claim her openly soon enough. She’s here to work out and maybe train.”

  I move to the far corner of the mat and start stretching. Worry has me frowning. They will probably think I’m weak if I don’t train with them. I can’t have that. As the guys razz each other, I’m hit hard by the need to prove myself. I want to be part of this group.

  While I continue to warmup, I watch the guys punch, kick, and block each other in pairs. That must be how they heat up their muscles. I love the smooth rhythm that Rylem and the others have. That comes from lots of practice.

  When they take a break Rylem comes over to me. “Will you practice with me now?”

  He tenses and frowns. “I’ll always protect you.” He motions up and down his body. “We are too big for you to train with.”

  Pain flares in my chest. He does think I’m weak. I don’t like that at all, but I try not to show my emotions. “I can easily fight people my own size. I need to practice with people your size. You can’t be around me all the time.”

  “Good point.” He charges and I jump to the side just in time. I feel him quickly pivot.

  Adrenaline rushes through my veins. In a breath, he’s charging me from behind. I jump over and kick him in the thigh as he passes me. His grunt makes me happy.

  The door whooshes open. I glance over and see three males enter. Rylem coming at me makes me look his way before I can tell who just enter the room. I watch as he comes my way. When he lunges, I kick. A strong hand wraps around my leg. Damn it.

  Rylem raises my leg and knocks my other one out from under me. My back hits the mat with a loud thud. My lover’s body settles over mine. I look into his sapphire eyes.

  “You are doing well, little warrior.” He leaps to his feet and holds a hand out.

  With pride swirling through me, I take his hand and let him pull me to my feet. As the others start fighting, we go through a round of moves. Sweat drips from my skin. I love it.

  “Group fight,” is called out. I recognize Captain Riflan’s voice.

  Adrenaline rushes through me. Time to show what I’m made of. When Rylem comes at me I put both hands on his right shoulder and shove to throw him off balance. As he stumbles, I turn and kick the male I feel behind me.

  He dodges and throws a punch that I barely escape. “I’m Rivlok Mobe.” His two tone eyes rake over me as he punches. “You may remember me.”

  I twist to the side, block, and kick him in the leg. “Yes.”

  As Rivlok is attacked from behind, I feel a male near me. I whip around. A purple fist is coming my way. I dodge Rylem’s hit like a pro.

  Thick arms circle my waist and pull me in close. I hear a loud sniff. “I’m Brilot Lorbrete.”

  “Nice to meet you, Brilot.” I kick him in the shin and when his grip loosens, I shove away from him.

  A blow to my shoulder has me stumbling for a second. I glance to my side and see Rylem. The fucker. When he takes a hit to the side, I kick him in the chest.

  Feeling someone right behind me, I duck and spin around. I push his punching arm up and jump. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I go for his throat. Damn this feels good.

  He blocks and laughs. “I’m Trilom Dotlee.” Electric blue eyes stare into mine. These are the hottest warriors I’ve ever been around. That says a lot since my old friends were not bad looking.

  I’m snapped out of my trance when I’m pulled off of Trilom and pulled to another hard chest. My neck is nuzzled and then sniffed. “Good to see you looking and smelling healthy,” the captain says.

  “Thanks.” I elbow him in the ribs. He releases me.

  I laugh and continue to battle them until I’m panting and so are they. When we stop, I think of the training and know they didn’t give it their all when dealing with me. But I did learn a few tricks by watching the others when I got a free moment.

  It was good, real good. I long to be badass enough for them to give it their all. With training I believe I can.

  Rylem has me move farther back. “We are going to do some sword training. After I’m done, I’ll work with you. You showed great skill during hand to hand training, little warrior.”

  My heart lights up at his words. “Thank you. It was invigorating. I’m sure the sword training will be too. Knives are my thing but swords could become it.”

  Approval shines in his eyes. I like it a lot. Maybe too much.

  Soon the sing and clang of metal hitting metal fills the room. I watch closely. The guys are deadly and graceful. When Rylem joins in my heart races. My blood heats. The sight of his muscles rippling under his fitted brown shirt has desire swirling through my core.