Until her task was complete, and she fulfilled her agreement to come with us to where we kept her marching band, she would remain in here. I needed her to help me explain the reason why we abducted everyone, our mistake, and our solution to the situation.
My only hope was Mikayla would see how hard I tried to take care of her, respected her boundaries within our limits, and pick me if she decided to be part of the Choosing.
“Mikayla?”
Silence met me.
She couldn’t have escaped, not without assistance. The ship’s system would have warned me if she left my quarters while I did a few quick errands.
Unless something happened to her…
Throwing my slang to the floor, I rushed to the sleeping quarters—our resting quarters—only to find it empty as well.
“Mikayla!”
“In here!”
My head snapped toward the healing pool’s door.
Without thinking, I rushed in, feeling a great need to confirm she was alright. Until further notice, her health and wellbeing were my responsibility, and I couldn’t fail now.
I wouldn’t be able to forgive myself. Not for my mission, but because I was starting to feel something for the delicate female.
The door swooshed open as a wall of humidity hit me. My gaze snapped to my pale quartermate as she laid in a nightgown on the resting bench, angled toward the large viewport.
“Mikayla?”
Gasping, she turned toward me, twisting her body until she knelt on the bench, resting her front side on the backrest. The way her long brown wavy hair cascaded in front of her shoulders, framing her angular face perfectly, took my breath away. Her sapphire eyes were like the deepest waters of her home planet, making me want to drown in them. Sucking in a quick breath only added to my demise, for her scent was the strongest in here, filling my nostrils with its fruity sweetness. Clenching my hands into fists, I refused to move from my spot, no matter how much my body wished me to surge forward and take her.
She was a temptress.
Her allure was difficult to resist. Part of me wondered if she realized the affect she had on me or if this was the way females of her species seduced potential suitors. I did not know and I dared not assume.
No matter. I couldn’t have her, not without her permission. I refused to ruin the mutual understanding we had about our current situation over my one-sided attraction. Yet seeing Mikayla pressing herself against the bench, presenting herself, only added to the dark, lustful thoughts that raced through me—taking her from behind as she screamed my name in pleasure.
“Is something wrong?”
Closing my eyes, I tried to clear my mind and force my twilio to still, with no avail. It wished to bury itself in something warm, to claim its new home by spreading its essence, to bind ourselves together forever.
Something wrapped itself around my arm. A shudder passed through me, as my body sensed it was Mikayla, gripping it lightly with both hands.
“What’s wrong?”
My eyelids fluttered open, and I gazed into her worried eyes.
Oh, Stars, how I wanted her but didn’t know how to tell her. I feared if I told her, it would ruin any chances of being claimed in the Choosing.
“Nothing,” I breathed, hoping she wouldn’t notice the reason why I was distressed. “I was just worried something had happened to you when I didn’t see you in the general quarters.”
“Like what?” she asked, her eyebrow pinched in confusion. “Should I be worried?”
“No,” I sighed in frustration. “You are an honored guest. I am in charge of your wellbeing and itinerary. It would be dishonorable for anyone to interfere. Or…” I shook my head, stopping myself from telling her my deepest worry. “Never mind, it’s not important.”
“What’s not important?” She gripped me harder, jerking my arm. “Risolu, what have you been hiding from me?!”
I looked away, not wanting to see her reaction to what I had to say.
“My leaders,” I hesitated, licking my lips. “They are pressuring me to hasten my studies and try to convince you to take part in the Choosing.”
“What do we need to do?” She released my arm and grabbed my tail, yanking it. Snapping open my eyes. I looked at her, stunned as she pursed her lips at me in disappointment. “Tell me.”
“The head doctor needs to complete his full body scan of you, after your permission of course, at his infirmary to see if we are capable…”
“Okay, that isn’t so bad.”
“No, but they want to convince you to take part in the Choosing, alongside any of your band members who choose to stay and pick a mate. Even though it would provide a good example to the others, I…” I sighed, cursing myself. She had already captured me with her beauty and my foolish fantasies. “I’ve already said too much.”
Rubbing circles on my tail with her fingers, her lips curled in a smirk as mirth flooded her eyes. Electric jolts traveled along its length through the rest of my body.
“Why don’t you want me to take part with the rest of them?” She tilted her head. “Who said I wanted to stay?”
My veins turned to ice, numbing my body. Had I assumed too much? Did I allow my fantasies to cloud my thoughts and lose all reason?
“It is only natural—”
“Risolu,” she muttered, shaking her head. “I wasn’t meant to lead, not everyone outside my section. I tried to explain this to you already. It was only put on my shoulders because all of our commanders and senior staff were left behind.” Releasing her grip on my tail, she stepped back, her jeweled eyes instantly hardening. “Now, tell me why I should stay here and give up everything I worked hard for when there’s a chance I could get it all back?”
No words escaped my lips as I opened and closed my mouth. For the first time in my life, my position as the Head Communications Officer failed me.
“Then I have nothing to say to you.” She turned with a quick snap, the sudden movement making her long flowing hair fan in her wake. Mikayla’s scent smacked me in the face as if it had taken a physical shape, knocking me backward. She threw herself onto the cushioned bench with a loud growl, clearing dismissing me and our conversation.
Had I just ruined my chances?
Why couldn’t I be like all the other unmated and be direct with my intentions? It seemed so natural to think about, but to put the thoughts into action was another story. I felt like an adolescent trying to impress someone—anyone—that they mattered. Yet here I was, a fully grown, unmated male on a mission to find a female and bind myself to them, regardless if we were capable of reproducing.
Shaking my head, I snarled, angry at the foolish thoughts I’d allowed to dominate my mind.
No, I wasn’t going to allow this to happen. I would be direct with her, and if she wanted to reject me, at least I wouldn’t live in regret from not trying.
Storming over to where Mikayla laid, I stepped in front of her, then leaned forward, trapping her with my arms as my tail wrapped itself around one of her ankles.
Sucking in a quick breath, her eyes widened in shock at my sudden forwardness.
My gaze traced her lips. Oh, how I yearned to kiss them, claiming them as mine. I had to keep reminding myself she wasn’t an Aeolx, and there were so many differences between us.
We were the abductors. Therefore, by our laws, she had the right to deny me.
Flicking my eyes to her narrowed glare, the darkness that loomed within them only added to the fire in my chest.
“I don’t want you to be a part of the Choosing because I want you, Mikayla,” I growled, my voice was unrecognizable to my sensitive ears, deep and rumbly. “I want you to decide to stay and pick me to be your mate. Every waking moment, all I think about is you and our future.
“I know you will have to sacrifice never returning to what you have always known, but think about what we can give you—what I can give you. As my mate, you will be respected and live lavishly wherever we go, whether at my villa on my hom
e planet or aboard this ship.” Leaning forward, I skimmed the tip of my nose along her neck, breathing in her addictive aroma. “But the choice is yours and yours alone.” Slowly, I unwrapped my tail so it was loose around her ankle as I placed my mouth near her ear to make sure she heard what I had to say.
“Please put me out of my misery and say you want me, too.”
Mikayla
“Okay…”
“Are you sure?” Risolu asked cautiously, pulling back to lock his teal eyes with mine. They failed to hide his excitement.
“Truthfully, even if I decided to return to Earth, things would never be the same. Humans don’t like sudden change, nor do they like the unknown. If a group of us appear after you guys abducted us, we would just be locked away in some top secret research center.” I shrugged. “I am attracted to you. You are attracted to me. I don’t see the harm in exploring a relationship, seeing if it can work.”
“You are picking me?”
“Yes…” I narrowed my eyes. “What’s there to be worried about?”
“Do you trust me?” His gaze searched mine.
Did I?
Ever since I had woken up from my slumber, he had been respectful. Other than right now, he had never pressured me to do anything or did anything sexual toward me. This whole time, he’d been concerned about me and my wellbeing.
And now he was begging me to pick him?
Even if I had decided to stay for their Choosing with the rest of the band members who agreed to take part, I couldn’t fathom picking someone else.
Why would I?
He hadn’t done anything to steer me away.
“Yes, Risolu,” I breathed. “I fully trust you.”
He leaned forward and gently grabbed the back of my head, guiding his face to mine. He kissed me clumsily, his lips mashing into mine. I took hold of his face, feeling the softness of his peach fuzz beard against my hands as I guided him until we were making out, hot and heavy. His tail slowly snaked up my leg, adding to the heat of the moment. Gripping his shoulders, I kissed along his cheek and down his neck to the juncture of his shoulder. I sucked—hard.
If he wanted to be claimed, I would claim him the best way I knew how; by leaving a mark on his skin so everyone knew he was mine.
He moaned as his hands gripped my body, pressing our chests together.
Releasing my suction, I nipped my mark, and he hissed in response. Pulling back, I smiled at his confused stare.
“It’s called a hickey. It’s how humans mark our ‘mates’. Only, it needs to be redone often.”
“You marked me?”
“Isn’t that what you wanted” I teased. “To be claimed by me? Well, now everyone will know you are no longer available as long as that remains.”
His teal eyes darkened. “Then I will have to make sure you keep giving me these ‘hickeys’.”
Untangling his tail from my leg, Risolu stood and picked me up, carrying me over his shoulder out of the healing pool room into his bedroom. Screaming with joy, I smacked his ass through his loincloth, teasing him as he Tarzan’d me around.
Throwing me onto the middle of his gigantic bed, he grabbed my ankles and spread my legs, crawling between them. I felt my temperature rise at his directness and how he stared at me with his smoldering gaze. Slowly, he lightly stroked my leg as if he couldn’t quite believe I was really there, lying on his bed, waiting for him to do whatever he wanted to me.
“I’ve studied many of your species’ media and have seen so many things,” he mumbled, watching his hand as he traced my leg, studying the differences in our skins coloring. “Tell me what you like and what you want me to do.”
“Keep doing that,” I said softly. “It feels nice.”
He shot me a smile as his hand slid higher until his fingers traveled as high on my hips as he could without touching my juncture. Chuckling, he retreated as I started to squirm, only to repeat his action. Grabbing my leg, he brought his lips to my skin and slowly kissed along its length as he continued to trail the other one with the tips of his fingers.
He watched as I squirmed from his attentions, as he continued to make sure I was enjoying myself. Every part he touched had begun to heat up, as if he applied a warming gel all over me, but from the lack of stickiness, I knew that he hadn’t.
“What’s happening?”
Risolu pulled his face away from my leg, searching my body in confusion.
“Explain what’s the matter, and I can correct it.”
“Everywhere you touched has warmed up,” I moaned. “Why?”
He chuckled, his teal eyes filling with merriment as he continued to trace the lines he had made along my legs.
“My people become pair-bonded slowly over time,” he explained. “Coexisting in the same home and swapping bodily functions like blood, saliva, and sexual essences makes us biologically lock ourselves to our mate. Our body creates a chemical connection keyed only to our mate that allows our saliva, essence, and oils produced from our fingertips to fill them with arousal.”
“But we only just now kissed…”
“You must’ve accidentally begun my transformation when you scratched me five turns ago. Since we coexisted together in my living quarters, your aroma gave my body the signal to continue to change. By kissing, we temporarily made a chemical connection.”
“How do we make it permanent?” I flicked my gaze to the hickey, forming on his neck.
“By trading essences,” he breathed. “We have completed all the beginning steps for me to become biologically locked to you forever.”
“What happens if we don’t?” Glancing down to his dancing loincloth, whatever manhood he had underneath there was excited about the thought of becoming unleashed.
“Then we should stop being roommates, so I can allow my body to cleanse itself of your coding,” he said sadly. “It is still not too late to back out.”
“Even so, I don’t want to.”
His teal eyes sparkled as he leaned forward, kissing me softly. His lips were warm and gentle as he tentatively worked his tongue into my mouth, accepting mine into his. We melted into each other. Gripping his back, I squirmed under him, needing to feel more.
His mouth became possessive as he pressed himself against me, but not too much to suffocate me. His tongue felt silky against mine, filling my mouth with a fiery warmth. It was like sucking on a Red Hot candy, starting subtly, then becoming burning cinnamon.
Something fell over me, a veil over my worries, surrounding me with comfort, like a warm and soothing blanket from the dryer.
Pulling away, his lips trailed along my cheek, then down my neck as his hands gripped the straps of my nightgown. Slowly, he pulled them down my arms, guiding them as he worked my garment off. Sitting up, he yanked it off the rest of the way and stared down at my nude form.
“I cannot believe you honor me like this.”
“Why?” I whispered, feeling my neck begin to warm from his saliva.
“I keep thinking I am dreaming.”
“Bind yourself to me, and you will never have to feel like that again.”
“Your wish is my command.”
Standing, he nervously dropped his loincloth, finally giving me a view of what had been hiding underneath this whole time. He had two flexible golden tentacles, acting the same as his tail, dancing like a snake with a mind of their own.
“This is my twilio,” he explained, clearly seeing my confusion. “It is capable of mating two holes or twisting together to form one.”
“Wow,” I muttered, watching them move around as if they were searching for something, perhaps me. “That opens up a lot of positions.”
“And I hope to try as many as you want,” he purred.
Now that I saw his whole body, my original observation was correct.
Risolu would’ve passed for a human if it wasn’t for his emerald skin, tail, and golden tentacle double cock. Adding his species’ beliefs and their unique pair-bonding, it only added to his attraction.<
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He leaned over me once again.
His lips were everywhere, kissing my lips, my ear, my breasts, catching them all on fire as he explored my body with his rough hands. I melted under his touch, my small limbs trembling under his large frame. My entire body tingled as his big emerald hands worked my body, gripping me all over.
Lowering his lips to my breasts, he licked and slurped, devouring my beaded nipples. I gasped as he twirled his tongue around them as his fingers slithered between the lips of my pussy, opening me before plunging into my entrance. He took his time, stroking, caressing, opening me up, using his thumb to rub my clit.
Gasping, I wrapped my arms around him, holding him to me.
As soon as he removed his hand, I opened my thighs, tilting my hips to guide him inside. I felt his tentacles feel around my juncture, tracing my nether lips as they spread a warm liquid all over them. Instantly, my pussy caught fire, and a great need to be filled rushed through me. Never before in my life had I felt this way.
Feeling his twilio twist around and becoming a solid mega cock was something incredible, their tips teasingly tracing my juncture until they were one.
Suddenly, I felt a huge thick cock pressing into my pussy lips, then still.
Snapping his head up from kissing between my breasts, he groaned as an inferno exploded in my tunnel, heated slippery liquid, making me even more aroused.
I gasped, completely overwhelmed from the sensation as he filled me, stretching my walls to the limit as he slowly pressed himself inside.
“Oh, Stars, you feel incredible,” he moaned as he sank deeper. Inch after inch, he eased his way in, tentatively thrusting as he stared deeply into my eyes.
The world around me stopped. All that mattered was the here and now as Risolu claimed me and, in return, was claimed by me.
He thrust until his hips were pressed against mine. His twisted tentacle cock felt terrific, rubbing against every internal nerve as he began pistoning into my dripping pussy. Each twisted ridge flicked against my clit every time he thrust in and out. His chemicals only added another dimension to the sensations. Soon, I wondered if there wasn’t a part of my body he hadn’t touched. My breaths became short as my entire body hummed and throbbed, begging for its release.
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