“Morrdrook, please,” I couldn’t stop pleading and begging.
“No want to hurt my Aunna, make better first.” The deep husky tone of his voice told me he was just as needy. I didn’t care if I was sore; I wanted him inside me, filling me. “Remain still.”
His hot breath over my weeping slit was the only warning I got. He thrust his tongue deep into my pussy. Not as big, or as deep as his cock, but oh, god, it felt so damn good. He stabbed in and out in slow, steady strokes; I cried out rocking back onto his face. The growl vibrated up through my entire body and I shivered in pure delight.
Rough hands squeezed the flesh of my hips holding me still while he licked. His tongue slid out and stroked over my sensitive clit, pushing me higher. The band of my approaching climax wound, higher and higher. His lips closed around my bud and he sucked hard. The band snapped and my scream rang in my ears, and liquid ecstasy cascaded through me. Again, he pushed his tongue deep. I felt it slide against the inside of my inner walls while I quivered with the intrusion.
My arms collapsed and I lay my head against the mat, my breath coming in short choppy gasps. I felt the heat of Morrdrook’s body before the nudge of his thick cock at my entrance. He pushed into me in one, long, heavy thrust, filling me to the point of pain.
“Aaaah.” So thick and hard and… I strangled on the next cry, panting at the incredible feel of him so deep inside. I was in awe of how my body always melted under his firm touch.
His grip on my hips tightened and he mercilessly powered into me over and over. He pushed my knees further apart, reached under and placed a finger on my clit. I cried as each of his strokes forced me onto his finger. My toes curled and my fingernails dug into the mat, the renewed need to come building higher.
“Oh, god yes, fuck me!” I should have been shocked at my outburst, but didn’t give a damn. He drove into me harder, until I felt each thrust in my belly.
His finger glided in time with the thick, hot slide of his thick cock. I shook uncontrollably, my pussy clenching around him. My insides exploded into pleasure so intense, the room and everything blurred—only his hard hands held this strange, wonderful universe and me. Wave after wave consuming me until my fingers tingled with the sensation.
He pulsed inside, filling me with his heat, and then groaned and shuddered his release.
Falling forward onto the side of the mat, he dragged me down with him. Both our breathing laboured as we struggled to recover.
The air felt cooler with my body coated in a film of sweat; he kissed the back of my damp neck. “Like better with my scent.”
I chuckled, cracking an eye open, to smile at him. “I like your scent, too,” I whispered. His delighted smile made my heart do strange, little flip-flops. He was utterly gorgeous.
It still amazed me how one creature could make me feel so safe and protected, even while surrounded by such danger. I realized I didn’t need Morrdrook only for my physical protection, but I was leaning on him for my emotional safety, as well.
“I knew I have best female, make very happy.”
Back at you. Damn, how did I let him get so under my skin in such a short time?
With a sigh, I stretched my limbs. Even though my pussy still pulsed from the pounding Morrdrook gave it, I didn’t feel any twinges of discomfort.
I frowned, wondering why, then remembered the healing properties of Morrdrook’s saliva. Wow, it blew my mind, talk about sexual healing!
Morrdrook carefully disentangled our bodies and climbed from the bed. “Hurry, practice begins.”
Exhausted from my emotional outburst and the incredible climaxes, I didn’t have any will to move.
Morrdrook had other ideas and tugged me up, pushing me groggily towards the shower stall.
“Practice?” I was having trouble turning my brain back on.
“Must practice, stay strong for fights.”
I squeezed my eyes shut letting the water drench me, Morrdrook’s large hands swept up and over my body in swift motions, washing me, before cleaning himself.
“Can’t I stay here and sleep, you’ve worn me out?”
“No, stay where I can see you, no locks on doors to protect you from others, they will try and steal you.”
“Oh, okay.”
Already used to Morrdrook, there was no way in hell I wanted another Zakiu or any other of the alien fighters I’d glimpsed to touch me.
He pulled me out of the shower and hit the button to let it slide back into the floor. Feeling more alert, I tried to take the square cloth to dry myself. Morrdrook growled softly, doing the task himself.
I folded my arms “I’m not a baby, I was washing and I was taking care of myself before you.”
“You have no male to take care of you?” Morrdrook shook out the dark brown cloth, handing it back to me; I re-wrapped it around my body, as he fetched something from his box under the bed. At first I thought it was a mini rake clenched in his hand, but he motioned for me to turn around. I hesitated, before obeying. He started combing it through my hair, gently teasing out the tangles.
No one had brushed my hair since I was eight. Dad caught Wade, the youngest of my four brothers brushing it for me, before school one morning. He informed all my brothers not to pamper me; I was old enough to do things for myself. Dad always treated me like one of the boys.
Hell, when I got my first period, dad handed me a box of condoms telling me I was now a woman and to be careful. Thankfully, Philip, my oldest brother asked his girlfriend teach me about the facts of life and the mechanics of sex.
“I have four brothers and a father, but we all took care of ourselves.” I knotted the cloth on my shoulder, sighing at how wonderful Morrdrook’s grooming felt. “Human females are very strong willed and independent, well, when we’re not kidnapped by bug aliens.”
“Your world very different.”
I can’t argue with that.
Finished with my hair, he ran the comb roughly though his own, dark main, before placing it back in the box. A chime sounded and he grabbed my hand hurrying me out and down the hall, in the opposite direction to the meal room.
“No running, dangerous, if another catch you, I will have to fight them, kill them.”
A trickle of fear ran down my spine. “I won’t run again.” Even with my self-defence training, taking down one of these trained gladiators would be more or less impossible. Compared to larger muscular frames, I was a petite little female. Lord knew how the shorter women were getting on. “Zakiu do not like to kill Zakiu, but I will, if any try to steal my Aunna.”
“I’m yours.” I gave his hand a squeeze, hoping it gave him some sense I would be true to my words.
Chapter Seven
The training room was half the size of the arena. It felt warmer than the areas I've been in so far. I breathed the scent of sweat and sand and alien air.
From what I could see, there were different sections surrounding a large, circular pit. Along one side were racks of weapons, swords, spears, and other dangerous looking objects. Hovering target boards with mutable prongs, off to the left. Another area had ten foot tall spider-like, web structures. Working out on some kind of weight machines, I saw several red skinned, muscular aliens, with two inch black spikes on top of their heads instead of hair. The rest of them looked humanoid except for their hoofed feet. A handful of different aliens, also humanoid, stood watching from the far wall, their skin a pasty yellow colour. The tips of their ears were larger and pointed, matching their sharp, angular, facial features. As they moved towards the weapons rack, I noticed gill-like slits along the sides of their necks and webbing on their hands. Their hair was inky black much like the Zakiu.
“Those are Fraxi, from the red planet...” Morrdrook nodded towards the red aliens. “… others are Gillip, home planet covered in large waters.”
It explained the webbing and gills. Filing in behind us came more Zakiu, holding their women’s hands tightly. Morrdrook walked me over to a seating area, against a far wall,
with benches similar to those in the meal room. A few other human women were sitting together. Catching me around the waist, he lifted me, gently placing me on the bench. Even with my height, my feet dangled a few inches off the ground.
“Stay here, I come get you when practice over.” He pointed to the end of the room where I saw a long trough of water, hanging on hooks were more of the jug-like cups. “If you thirst.”
“Morrdrook,” greeted a Zakiu, who approached holding tightly to a little redhead woman, her blue eyes wide as she stared between Morrdrook and me.
“My little flame, sit with your female.”
“A good thought, Nular, my Aunna not alone now. Remember stay.”
“I know, I know, stay put, got it.” He nodded, turned and strode towards a small group of Zakiu standing by the weapon racks.
Nular scooped up the redhead placing her next to me and followed after Morrdrook.
I smiled at her. “Hi, I’m Anna.”
“Abigail, or Abby, I guess it doesn’t matter, does it?” Her Irish accent came though clearly. She had clear, pale skin and cute, youthful features with freckles across the bridge of her nose.
“Of course, it matters. So, how’s your guy working out?” My gaze wandered back to where Morrdrook stood with his arms folded, making his arm and shoulder muscles bulge.
“Oh, for a big alien fighter, he’s kind of sweet, even if he does scare the shite out of me most the time.”
I turned my focus back to Abby and smiled. “Yeah, mine too; heck I’m a big girl, but he makes me feel very small.”
“Australian, right?”
“Got it in one, Irish?”
“Dublin, guess those fuckin’ Druel snatched us up from all over Earth.”
“Nular told you why we’re here?”
“Yes.” Abby’s blue eyes saddened. “Told me mum I never wanted a man or a baby, was studying to be a doctor, you know, before the fuckin’ Druel plucked me from the university’s grounds, walking back from med class.”
I slipped my arm around her, while tears welled in her eyes, spilling over her cheeks. “Guess those plans are fucked now.” She swiped at her tears. “So, what did you do back on Earth? How were you taken?”
“I’m a remedial therapist, worked in a small clinic in Melbourne. I was at home with my flat mate. They crashed right through our window. Sandy, my flat mate… she… she didn’t make it past the Druel screening.
Abby hugged me back. I laughed, humorlessly. “I’m sorry, Anna.”
“Yeah, me too, I guess the universe beyond our planet is one fucked up place.”
Abby laughed. “At least the fucking is one thing I can’t complain about.”
We both giggled, watching each other blush.
“What the hell are you two sniggering about?”
Both Abby and I turned to see Joan being placed onto the bench next to us. From Makkiu’s grim expression, I knew Joan was still being difficult.
“Fucking.” Abby didn’t miss a beat. I snorted out a laugh. Abby giggled. Joan glared.
“Got the langue thing sorted out?” I smiled up at Makkiu.
“Talk good now.” He seemed hesitant to leave her, and then glanced at Abby and me. “Watch her for me, Aunna?”
Joan glared at Makkiu. “Why you asking them!”
“They good, obey. You will stay here, no wander off, mine Joan.”
“Yeah, whatever.” She waved her hand dismissively at him. He growled low, turned and stalked away.
“You shouldn’t be so hard on the guy; he’s as much a slave here as we are.” Abby glared at Joan.
“Shut up, Irish, haven’t you figured out we’re worse than slaves? Druel brought us here to be fuck toys to overgrown, meat heads. There’s no way in hell I’m ever going to let that alien touch me.”
“You know the Druel will kill you if you don’t.” I said. “If any of us fail to get pregnant, then they simply dispose of us, rendered useless.”
“That’s bullshit! You may accept your slavery, like little whores, but I’ll never stoop that low.”
Abby stared at her in wide-eyed disbelief. “Swallow your fucking pride woman. You’re talking about your life. Sex isn’t the worst thing in the universe, you know.”
“So say the sluts.” Joan folded her arms and slid away.
“You fuckin believe this?” Abby turned to me.
I shook my head, as sad pity tugged at me. “I feel sorry for Makkiu, having to put up with her. You think life altering events change people, clearly not in her case.”
“You can’t help people who don’t want to be helped. I mean, things could have been worse for us. It’s a matter of perspective. Nular seems to care for me, he’s been nothing but gentle since winning me in the arena.”
I smiled liking Abby more and more. Ignoring the sulking Joan, Abby and I talked about other things we learned from our Zakiu. More women were deposited and ordered to stay put, as their Zakiu men went to work out. Some joined us, pushing still grumpy Joan from the group, but she found other women to gripe and complain to.
My gaze kept wandering across the room. I could see Morrdrook at the web structures. His body glistened with sweat, while he used his arms to pull his weight up and down, making all those delicious muscles bulge and strain. He caught me staring more than once. I felt heat creep up my throat, blooming in my cheeks.
“Oh, Anna, I think you’ve got it bad.” Abby nudged me. “Mind you, mine’s pretty yummy, too.”
My blush deepened, “You think it’s wrong to lust after an alien? I even like the white and blue pattern on his body.”
“Naah, they’re big, buff, sexy and caring, so why the hell not. I’d be more worried if you were attracted to the red one, who looks like he swallowed nails and snorted them through his skull.”
“Ewww.” I scrunched my face.
Other women laughed at Abby’s remark. “It’s the Druel we need to fear, they hold everyone’s lives in their stubby, stupid hands.”
No one disagreed. Other women talked about their lives back on Earth. I couldn’t help but watch Morrdrook in the middle pit, sparing with a Fraxi. Both men used deadly sharp swords. I jumped when the swords clashed, the Fraxi’s face twisted in concentration as he attacked Morrdrook aggressively. It was like watching a dancer, as Morrdrook fluidly blocked and countered the Fraxi’s every blow. He jumped when one sword swung low, and at the same time, blocking as the Fraxi’s other sword tried to thrust up.
The other alien men were fighting in different parts. Some threw spears at the target boards while others fought with mechanical dummies.
I gasped, scrambling off the bench to my feet when the Fraxi suddenly charged at Morrdrook with his spiked head lowered. Morrdrook was fast, fluidly dancing out of the way, using the Fraxi’s momentum to trip him. The Fraxi’s sword nicking Moordrook's arm as the Fraxi went sprawling into the sand. Blue blood seeped down his arm.
“No, wait.”
Abby gripped my arm, holding me back from racing over, wanting to tend to Morrdrook’s wound. “Watch.”
Morrdrook glanced down at his arm. He lifted it and licked the wound and within moments the cut healed. I've seen this twice before, but it still amazed me. Relieved, I climbed back onto the bench and leaned back against the wall. I sighed in relief, when Morrdrook reached out his hand to the Fraxi, helping him up.
“Human scientist and doctors would kill to know what healing properties are in their saliva.” I could see Abby’s doctor mind at work. “And it’s not just cuts, they heal.” Abby’s face turned bright red, matching the flaming colour of her hair. I guessed Nular used his tongue in other places. I grinned, glad to know I wasn’t the only one.
They went at it again and my heart dropped into my stomach, even though I knew it was practice, but what the practice precluded, didn’t sit well. What I saw in the arena, when Morrdrook fought for me, was just the tip of a bigger iceberg below. I felt a measure of relief when Morrdrook moved to another activity.
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raining went on relentlessly. I was amazed at their stamina to train so long and hard. Some of the fighters passed by the table to get drinks from the trough. I shuddered at their lustful gazes, many of them looking more at me than the other women.
Best of all females. Morrdrook words bounced around in my brain. Did my height and weight attract them? I shook my head; it was a stupid notion.
Seeing the water trough was vacant for the moment and feeling the need to stretch, I stood up. “I not used to sitting around, I’m getting a drink, want to come?”
Abby grinned and jumped off the bench. The line of women stared as we passed. I used the time to stretch out my neck and arms.
“I’m going to go bonkers if all we do is sit around and watch them work out.” Reaching the trough, I unhooked one of the jugs, handing it to Abby.
She dipped it in the water taking a drink before handing it too me. “Maybe we could do our own workouts. I used to visit a gym on Uni campus; I love to run, find it helps clear my mind.”
“I’m not much a runner, more a hands on person, given I’m a remedial therapist. My brothers got me into martial arts, for self-defence.”
“Wow, like Karate? Could you teach me, I think I could use a few moves against my guy if he gets too rowdy.”
I laughed. “Sure, I don’t see why not.”
One of the Fraxi walked up behind Abby, as I hung up the jug. He reached out touching her red hair.
She jerked away. Without thinking, I stepped in front of her, glaring at the Fraxi. His black lips twisted into what I could only describe as a sinister grin.
“Challenge me?” His voice held a higher, gravelly pitch than those of the Zakiu. It was strange I could understand him; I thought it might be a side effect of Morrdrook’s langue blood exchange.
“No, leave us alone.”
“Want that one.” His black evil-looking eyes slid to Abby. I felt her trembling, as I pushed her further behind me.
“No, not yours, go away.”
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