by Erin Raegan
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Chapter 17
Peyton
The walk to my doom was way too short. I stepped as slowly as one would approaching a violent, hissing bobcat, much to the displeasure of my company. The irritated sighs and petty snickers were nearly drowned out by Tahk’s roars, but not entirely. Must they judge me so harshly right now? This was hard enough without the commentary.
Tahk was terrifying. I had no doubt that had he not been chained down, I would be kibble beneath him by now.
“So, I just mount him, and then what?” I squeaked when my toe glanced off his rattling chains.
“You will take him inside your female canal,” One of the females huffed.
“I get that, but then what? The mating is over, or does he have to, ya know…” I raised my brows at the group of voyeurs.
“He must come to completion,” Filiya said through her fangs as though I was dimwitted.
Hoo-boy.
“Right.” This was crazy. But at this point I was dragging it out. My best bet would be to just rip it off like a band aid. Just get it over with. Unfortunately, judging by how desert like my girl parts were feeling right now, it would be way worse than ripping off a band aid.
I needed a medal from Congress or something after this was all over. Talk about taking one for the team.
When I was so close to Tahk, I could feel the heat of his skin penetrating the air around me, I shut my eyes tightly. I imagined I would have to climb on him like a wild bull, but now that I was so close, he was so still. Only the heavy rise and fall of his erratic breathing had the chains clanging.
I opened my eyes and watched him wearily as I gripped the chain closest to me holding his wrist to the wall. He growled ominously low, and the tip of his wing caressed my hand. My hand shook, but his wing curled around and gripped lightly. It was like a hand hug, except with his wing. I blew out another breath and prayed to whoever might be up there that I see the end of this in one piece.
The whole room seemed to hold its breath as I eased a leg across his lap. Tahk snarled and shoved his face into my crotch. I would have fallen backwards if his other wing hadn’t swung out from around the chains and cradled my behind.
I squeaked as he sniffed and growled into my crotch. The wings pressure kept me so tight to his face I wondered how he could breathe. The next few seconds were both awkward―I hadn’t showered in two days―and terrifying. He growled and snarled as his tongue laved at the robe covering me. I would have to be dead down there not to feel something.
I may have been scared out of my mind, but very masculine sounds of approval were coming out of the big guy. Filiya may not like my stink, but Tahk sure had no issues with it. My legs were shaking, and I was feeling sensations I had not anticipated for. Out of sheer self-preservation, I gripped his head and shoved. He barely moved but it was enough to slam down on his lap. He snarled, and I shoved my shoulders up to my neck, clutching my stomach with both arms. His fangs were awfully close now.
I could feel bodies moving closer at my back but did not dare take my eyes off the giant male in front of me. I relaxed though when I saw from the corner of my eye it was Fihk and Yilt crowding us from the sides. They stayed a few feet back, but it still seemed to piss the Commander off, he raged and howled at them.
This was not going to end well for me if he started bucking to get to them.
“He doesn’t like you guys so close,” I piped quietly watching the livid alien. My words distracted him though, because his roars muffled to low growls and he shoved his face into my neck. I jumped.
“We will stand close as a precaution,” Fihk murmured low.
Right, in case Tahk tried to rip me apart. Fantastic.
Tahk’s thick tongue trailed up the side of my neck and shivers danced down my spine. Fangs scraped along my neck lightly. I whimpered in fear and gripped his shoulders.
“No teeth!”
This did not deter him, his fangs scraped, and his tongue laved away the sting again, and again. His wings beat against the wall, straining to reach more of me. The chains blocked them but for the tips curled around my back, and his hands fisted repeatedly. The shackles were rattling now, and the guy was getting real worked up from all the heavy licking. I would deny it until my death bed if asked, but it was getting to me to. He knew what he was doing with that tongue.
“Release him,” Filiya snipped from behind me. She was too close for comfort. I was okay with Yilt and Fihk. I don’t know what they did to earn the comfort I felt in this situation, but I stiffened at the female’s approach.
“Are you serious? He’ll tear me apart!”
“Not his chains you pest, his member,” she huffed, and the other females snickered. Tahk didn’t like my stiffness, he snarled at them and roared again.
“Right. Okay, I can do this,” I muttered to myself, and it distracted the Commander from the others in the room again. Fihk hissed something to the females, then it was blissfully silent from the peanut gallery.
My hands were quaking when I reached down for his pants. He liked this immensely, seeing as he shoved his face back into my neck and commenced with the licking and biting in earnest.
“There’s no buttons,” My voice shook with nerves. More snickers.
“Reach inside, Fireheart, there is a tie.” Yilt crouched down at eye level. This was so weird. Why couldn’t Tahk talk? Was it just that he didn’t have a translator? I didn’t think that was it, because he had yet to say anything I could understand. He was attempting communication in the lab before they knocked him out. Was he not totally incapacitated from the rage then? Did it now make him so incoherent and mindless he was just all instinct, like an animal? That brought forth a whole boat load of questions I wasn’t ready for. Was this consensual? It sort of―in a not really at all way―was on my part. I had agreed but they never really gave me a choice, instead I just found a roundabout way to accept it. But Tahk? Did he understand what was going on, my fingers stalled. This was so fucked up.
“Do you want this?” I asked him hesitantly. Silvery black eyes searched my face. There was no blankness there, he definitely saw me. And regardless of the chains, body language―alien or not―wasn’t that hard to read. He had something going on under there, it was hard, and huge.
“Of course, he wants this, you daft fool. He is in the mating rage,” a male I wasn’t familiar with scoffed.
“He may want the thing now, but he won’t later.” Filiya sounded so sure I paused.
It was kind of like Tahk was on drugs and had no real understanding. If he knew what I was when he first met me, why did he leave me with the other aliens on his ship? Was he going to regret this after and toss me aside? I needed him, my planet needed him. I shook my head. They were here. According to Yilt, they were going to help. My place just seemed in question, not Earth’s. But they said my position as his Pythen was important, honored. Even if I wasn’t what he wanted, the little they told me of their culture indicated I would be accepted as his mate.
Too late now, Tahk was getting angry again. I patted his chest absently and felt along his insanely chiseled abdomen for the edge of his leather pants. The guy was built.
He purred at my touch.
Fihk snorted.
I licked my dry lips and pushed two fingers inside. His pants were tight, but not so tight I couldn’t feel the string tying his pants together. Tahk rumbled and nuzzled my neck. He was scary sure, but so far, he hadn’t moved to hurt me. Slowly, like a cornered animal, I pulled the tie. Inch by inch his pants gaped open. I could feel my eyes gape and grow hugely round in my face.
Tahk had a penis alright, it was enormous and deep grey with a smooth round purple head. I sagged with renewed relief. I guess a penis was a penis no matter where it came from. It looked much like human men, except for small ridges and bumps along the shaft. Thankfully no scales. My knees instinctively tightened around his mammoth thighs. This was going to hurt.
“Do you know what to do with it?” Fili
ya snickered. “I know what he likes. I could show you?” She purred. I flushed, I did not need to hear from this guy’s side piece. Tahk roared. My ears were going to be bleeding if this went on much longer. He did not like them opening their mouths.
“Filiya, one more word and you will leave,” Uthyf gritted through clenched teeth. There was stomping and a huff further away.
Blowing out yet another gusty breath, I looked up into Tahk’s eyes for any sign of discomfort and placed my hand on his, ehem, dick. He snarled and thrashed, and I yanked my hand away. Shit, I didn’t know if that hurt him, or enraged him, or what. But this was getting ridiculous.
“It is alright, we are here with you,” Fihk whispered.
“Uh, Tahk?” I squeaked when he shoved his face close to mine. “Is this o-okay?”
“Tahk,” he growled low watching my lips.
“Yeah, and I’m Peyton.” Dammit, he didn’t even know my name!
“Pehytohn,” he growled nipping at my chin. I jumped at the slight sting.
At least he was trying to communicate with me like he did when he humped me on the floor before.
“Okay, here goes.” I squeezed my eyes shut tightly and gripped his length in my fist. He snarled and bucked, scaring the skittles out of me and I almost let go, but his teeth clamped down tightly on my neck and I froze.
Fuck, those suckers were sharp. He didn’t break skin, but he made it clear I wasn’t to back away. Gathering courage, I barely felt, I ran my hand down his length giving a tentative squeeze. More snarls, more bucking, but he didn’t bite down. He was warm and soft in my hand, but there was no give, he was hard. I wanted to ask the alien’s if they had any lube― two hands would barely fit around him―but I did not want to have that conversation with them.
I moved my free hand to the panels of my robe. It was buttoned at the top and middle but flowed and parted at the bottom. Trying to keep myself covered, I pushed one panel to the side but kept it pooled around my waist. My lower half was naked, but no one could see anything. I hoped. Tahk sure felt it though, judging by his sharp nips at my throat and collar bone.
Raising lightly on my knees I placed the head of him at my entrance. This guy was not bad looking for an alien, in fact he was rocking one seriously chiseled body, but I was bone dry. I winced harshly as I pushed down against the mushroomed tip. I had to back off and deep breath and try again. Yilt was inching closer and watching my face. It was kind of distracting.
“What is it?” He asked worriedly.
I licked my lips. “Uh, it’s just,” Air gusted from my lungs, this was embarrassing, but there was no getting around it. “Humans, we need um, you know some kind of lubricant?” My voice rose ridiculously high and the aliens shifted restlessly. Tahk had stopped biting and was breathing like a bull out of his three nostrils. He just watched me. His eyes glaring into my own.
Yilt nodded and held out his hand. A funny looking jar was given to him and he uncapped it. He put it to the floor and gently nudged it towards me. Lifting it, I sniffed and tentatively nudged the thick liquid. I slouched against Tahk heavily.
Thank you, baby Jesus. They had lube.
It was cold, but not uncomfortably. I lifted a liberal amount and, underneath the cover of my robe, coated us both. He rumbled low but didn’t move. His eyes were intensely watchful on my face. I bit my lip tightly and grabbed him again, this time it was still painful, but I managed to get the head in a little easier before he started bucking. I cried out in pain and dug my nails into his chest. Fuck, he lunged halfway inside me. Tears leaked from my eyes, Tahk stopped and licked them away.
After a few moments the burn eased, and I pressed down a little more. I wrapped my hand around the base of him to try to stop a repeat painful experience―he had at least six inches left to go! His muscles pulled taught, and his forehead beaded in sweat. His arms strained impossibly further against the chains.
After a good five minutes of torture he was seated inside me, and I slumped against him. My thighs burned, and my girl parts would never be the same again.
Yilt was murmuring encouragements but I couldn’t hear him over the whooshing in my ears. I had never felt so full in my life. I would never have thought it would even fit, but he was fully inside me and I was near bursting.
Tahk was growling hungrily and shifting restlessly. I would have liked a few minutes to get used to him, but he wasn’t having it. I wrapped my arms around his head and put my lips at his ear.
“Please, don’t hurt me,” I plead with him. He was chained, but his teeth still scared me, and his bucking was so powerful I knew he could tear me if he wanted to. His sharp intake of breath and answering growl was all I got in return. I gripped his shoulders and slowly eased off him, I didn’t know if the Dahk did it differently, but I was still human, so I could only follow my own instincts. Judging by his low snarl I didn’t think I was doing it wrong.
After a few ups and downs on him, I started to feel. It was impossible not to, his ridges and bumps did insane things to my insides. Before long, there was no need for lube, I was making enough of it. Though my face burned from embarrassment, my thighs trembled and my grip on his shoulders was tight. My nails were digging into his skin, but he didn’t seem to mind. He was snarling and sucking along my neck. Nip and Suck, and lick. It was definitely helping my downstairs feelings. My actual feelings were a mess. I didn’t want to enjoy this, but I couldn’t deny that I was.
At some point Tahk could no longer hold back and started hammering up inside me. I cried out and bit down on his shoulder from the erotic rippling sensations inside me. A shattering screech had me throwing my head back to look around, but all it did was make me dizzy. One second, I was on my knees on his lap, the next, Tahk had torn from his chains and had thrown me onto the ground. His wings curled around me softening my hit to the floor and his hands gripped onto my thighs, spreading them wide, his claws digging into my sensitive skin.
Shouts of shock and panic filled the room, but no one moved closer. Yilt was shouting furiously at Tahk, and Fihk was calling my name in the funny way all the Dahk said it, but I couldn’t take my eyes off the predator above me. His eyes bore into my own, and his fangs were bared menacingly.
For a moment I thought I might die, that I might not make it out of this to see anyone I loved ever again, but sensation took over as Tahk slammed his hips into my own and surged back inside me. I screamed in ecstasy.
Tahk had found the hidden spot deep inside me to drive me mad. He snarled and shoved a hand beneath my head and gripped my shoulder, pounding into me.
One of my hands raked along his back, between his wings and the other gripped his curled black horn. I was going to die alright, but it was going to feel amazing when I did. My heels dug into his ass, and my head flew back to scream at the ceiling.
He snarled and raked his fangs down my throat to the robe at my collar bone. He bit and tore the fabric down my chest. He didn’t go for my breast though, he went straight to my chest and licked a long line up the middle back to my neck and bit down hard enough to break skin. His hand clamped down onto my thigh so tightly I could feel the tips of his claws scraping. The biting pain escalated everything I was feeling that much more.
His heavy weight slammed down on top of me and ground down on my pelvic bone. The friction against my clit flew me into the next world. I exploded around him on a sob of pure bliss. Tahk threw his head back and roared, jetting molten heat inside me. My muscles squeezed so tight around him, I didn’t think I would walk for days.
His grip did not lessen as I came down from the euphoric sensations. I was shivering from aftershocks while he gripped and licked every inch of skin he could reach. He was murmuring now, nonsensical things, but I could make out my name, and Pythe, and Mate. He particularly liked the word Mine.
Sounds outside of our sex hazed bubble penetrated and I stiffened. Filiya was snarling and growling not very nice things about me. Her disgust was clear. The other aliens were arguing with Fihk and Yilt
.
“It is done, take the human from him,” one of the females ordered.
“Have you lost your senses?! He will tear the ship apart to get back to her!” Yilt snarled.
“This is an abomination. We let it happen for the sake of the mission, but she cannot remain with him!” Filiya screeched like an injured dog.
“Out,” A deadly rumble shook through Tahk. There was a heavy pause and total silence in the room. Then there was scampering feet and the slam of a door. “Everyone.”
“I will not leave you with that―that creature!” Filiya shrieked.
“Insult my Pythe again and I will have your WINGS!” Tahk roared. I slammed my hands over my ears and squeezed my eyes tight. There was a sharp intake of breath and then more scampered feet before another slam of the door.
“Tahk?” Yilt spoke low, his voice full of caution. Tahk closed his eyes and growled heatedly. When they opened, he looked back down at me. He lifted his hand and I flinched. His eyes softened and then slowly ran his claws lightly down my cheek. He gripped my chin and lifted it to gain access to my neck. Another lick from collar bone to chin and then he released me.
He sighed loudly before pulling from my body. I whimpered from the feeling. He bared his teeth smugly. With one hand around my waist he stood, pulling me with him. I scrambled for the tattered pieces of my robe and pulled them around me as best I could.
I was unsteady on my feet and feeling lost. What had happened? That was not at all what I expected. There was a twinge in my neck and I reached up to feel the source of pain. My fingers came away wet, and I stared down in horror at the blood on my fingers.
“My bite looks good on you, my yula,” Tahk rumbled into my temple. I took a breath and stepped back. This was too much. I was going to have a total freak out if I didn’t get away right now. Tahk glared at my feet as they moved me further away from him. I unknowingly backed right into Yilt and wilted. I gripped onto his arm and turned away from Tahk.
