by Starr, Maia
“What? What is it? Did I hurt you?” I said in shock.
“No. No, it is not you. That was… I have never felt anything like that before,” he said with a look of confusion on his face. “I can’t do that. It is against everything we are here. I cannot touch you. It is forbidden,” he said in an anxious manner. Then he took large and hasty strides toward the door. He opened it and walked out. I heard the door lock behind him.
“But…what was that?” I said to myself. I felt bad. I felt like I had lured him like a temptress. This was clearly difficult for him, and I could see that he was an alien of honor. I sat down and looked out the window. I guess I should not have been so forward with my plan, but I knew that it was a good one. I had just got so excited about it. I should not have melted against him the way I did, but I could not help it. It was like I had no control over my body at that moment. I stayed up for hours hoping that he would return so I could apologize, but he did not return.
Chapter 6
Commander Trent Qoln
I jumped away from Samantha like I had touched hot metal and been burned. I had to push away from her. It felt like I had been sucked into some drug-induced dream when she kissed me. It made me feel like I had lost control of my mind and my body began to respond. I had felt my cock growing hard, and I knew that I had to get away from her before I took advantage of her. It was not the Grantsion way.
So now I made my way to the military barracks of the village. I had to stay away from her. I did not dare return there this night. She had moaned when she kissed me. She had put her hands around my neck, and that meant that she was going to let me kiss her more. So because of that, I could not return. I would have to wait until the next day after I had cooled off. I did not have a choice.
The next morning I went on patrol. I could not return home just yet. I needed to burn off some of the heat. I jumped in my speeder, feeling ready to get rid of some energy by being reckless. I zoomed to the outlands. I flew the speeder dangerously close to the line between the Waysaw territory and the Grantsion territory. I was looking for a fight. I wanted it. Then in the distance, I got my chance.
“Waysaw patrol coordinates 42 at 26 degrees,” I said into the radio informing my patrol team that I had spotted a patrol from Waysaw. “I am going to go check it out,” I said.
“Negative. That is not a good move. You are miles from us,” my patrol team partner said.
“I won’t make myself known. I am going to land on top of them on the cliffside and look down. I will just be ten minutes. Radio out,” I said cutting off the communication line so that I did not have to hear more opposition.
I flew closer to the patrol and landed on a cliffside above them, out of their range. They were on foot patrolling the area, which I thought was strange. I could see their speeder some distance away from them. They were looking down at the ground. I quietly and carefully walked down the cliffside, trying to get closer. I finally found a crevice on a ledge to hide in. They were walking into an area just underneath me.
“Anything?” one of the soldiers said.
“No, there is no trace of her. It is as if she did not cross these lands at all,” the other said.
“Then how? She had to have been on foot. She did not have access to a speeder or a watercraft,” he said.
“Maybe she swam,” the soldier said.
“That distance? Impossible. She is a human and they are fragile. I doubt that any of them, even the males, could swim that far. I think we just need to pick up her trail somewhere else.”
“I hope that you are right. She is important. If we do not find her then Jenku Vade will have our heads. He said to find her at all costs.”
My blood ran cold. They had to be talking about Samantha, and if they were, then she was connected to Jenku Vade. She was his slave. An enormous amount of rage welled up inside of me. Anyone but that maniac. I would not let him have her. Why did she not tell me that she was his?
I watched as the two guards made their way back to their speeder and drove off. I climbed back up the cliffside to my speeder. “The Waysaw patrol was nothing. I am headed back to Grantsion,” I said into the communications radio.
“Copy that, Qoln.”
I flew my speeder as fast as I could. I landed on the ledge outside my home and went directly inside. I found Samantha sleeping in my bed. I grabbed her arm.
“Wake up, human,” I said.
She was startled as she woke up. “What is it? Have they come for me?” she asked worried.
“Who are you?” I asked in anger.
“I am Samantha, from Earth. I have already told you this,” she said trembling a bit.
“No, this!” I said turning her wrist over to show the barcode tattoo. “Who are you? Who do you belong to in Waysaw?”
She trembled. “Why is that important? I never belonged to him to begin with. He did not have my permission to make me his. I belong to no one. I am my own person,” she said defiantly, pulling her hand from me. She narrowed her eyes at me and got up from the bed. She stomped toward the living areas of the dwelling. I grabbed her arm and stopped her.
“Tell me it isn’t true. Tell me that you are not the slave of Jenku Vade,” I said.
She gasped as her eyes grew wide.
“Tell me!” I said.
“Why? Why does it matter?” she yelled back at me.
“He is a dangerous Waysaw Commander, that is why!” I shouted. I was losing my calm. I was so angry. I could not stand it.
“Fine! Yes, he was the one that took me as his slave. He did awful things to me, and I took my chance to leave the moment I got it. But I do not belong to him. He has no right to my body.”
“Fuck!” I shouted.
“Trent, I don’t see how—” she said.
“Of course you wouldn’t! What do you know? I went out on patrol today, and I ran into some Waysaw soldiers out on patrol looking for you,” I said.
“Oh my god. What happened? Are you hurt?” she said coming up to me and placing her palms on my chest. As soon as she touched me, I felt the heat in my body. I felt my shaft hardening. It was instant with her. I had never experienced this reaction with a female Zenkian before. Why was she able to do this to me?
“No, I am not hurt,” I said quietly. My voice was suddenly thick with desire.
“I could not bear it if you were hurt because of me,” she said looking up at me.
“I could not bear it knowing that monster Jenku had you to himself,” I said.
“It wasn’t by choice,” she said. Her eyes watered a bit.
“Damn it, Samantha. How are you able to do this to me?” I said putting my hands on her small arms.
“I have the same question for you,” she said. “Please don’t send me back to him. I would not survive.”
“Never. He will never let him touch you again,” I said as I pulled her into my arms once more. But this time I was not going to run away. I was going to break every damn Grantsion rule there was. It didn’t matter anymore. There was no more struggle between being honorable to my own race and being with this human. I was choosing her over everything else, even my own life.
Chapter 7
Samantha Gaines
Trent’s words washed over me like a warm blanket. I felt safe in his arms. I felt safer than I had in months. He said he would never let Jenku touch me again, and I believed him. He was honorable, and I knew he spoke the truth to me. It made me feel turned on and I desired him, this alien hero of mine. I had never felt like this for anyone, not even a human man. There was something going on between us that I could not describe. It was a thick chemistry and sensual tension that was driving me over the edge.
He kissed me deeply and passionately. I melted against his uniformed chest. I wanted to confide in him. I wanted to tell him everything, but I could not. I was worried that if I told him I was pregnant with Jenku’s child, he would not want me. He might even see it necessary to send me back. No, I had to keep it a secret, at least for now.
I had been through so much brutality that I wanted to give myself the happiness of enjoying his tenderness and the pleasure that would come with it.
“Take me to your bed, Trent,” I whispered between kisses. He groaned in response.
“Are you sure, Samantha?” he said in a voice filled with desire.
“Yes, just be gentle with me,” I whispered.
“I would never be anything else,” he said as he picked me up. He scooped me into his arms and carried me to the bed. He gently lay me on my back. Then he stepped back from me. There was a zipper that went along the side of his chest. He unzipped it and opened the top of his uniform. He pulled it off. His beautiful blue skin was exotic to me. His muscles were rippled and toned. He smiled a dashing smile at me. He pushed his long black hair behind his ears, and I bit my lower lip at how this one gesture alone was sexy to me. Then he pulled off his military style boots and unzipped his uniform grey trousers. He pushed them down to the floor. He now stood there naked in front of me. He was gorgeous. He was so different than the red-skinned Waysaw Zenkian, and not just his skin color. There was something different in his demeanor.
My eyes roamed down his strong chest to his hard cock. It was blue and smooth like the rest of him. His hard shaft was long and thick, and he wrapped his hand around it just as I was looking at it. “Like what you see?” he said.
“Yes,” I said.
“Now you,” he said. “Take that dress off.”
“Yes, Commander,” I said, untying the dress from behind my neck. It fell down to my waist, exposing my breasts. I heard him breathe harder. I laid down and pulled the dress down as I arched up my hips and slid it off of me. I kicked it to the bottom of the bed.
“Fuck, you are beautiful Samantha. I couldn’t imagine how beautiful you were until now,” he said looking at me up and down.
“Thank you,” I whispered.
“I must taste you,” he said as he moved to the bottom of the bed. I was confused as to what he was doing. He wrapped his hands around my ankles and pulled me to him. I giggled as he did so.
“What are you doing, Trent?”
“Making you my meal,” he said. He knelt down at the edge of the bed onto his knees. He opened my legs wide. Then he kissed my knee, and then the inside of my thigh. His kisses were warm and gentle.
“Mmm,” I moaned.
He licked my inner thigh and then the other. Then he moved up my body until he was placing soft kisses all over my wet slit. “Oh god,” I whispered.
Then he licked along my wet center with one swift lick.
“Mm, you are so wet, Samantha. I can taste you in my mouth,” he said.
“Oh, Trent,” I whispered. “Yes.”
He licked me harder and faster. I was on the brink. I could not hold on any longer. “Oh, I’m cumming. I’m cumming,” I said as I exploded with a million pulsing rhythms on my center. I was wiggling underneath him as he continued to lick and taste me.
I heard a sudden gasp and a bang. We both turned to see Malaya standing there. She had dropped her bag on the floor in surprise. Trent said nothing and I said nothing. We were both in shock we didn’t even move. I was still in the middle of having an orgasm.
“I’m… I’m sorry. I thought you wanted me to check on…” but Malaya didn’t finish her sentence. Instead, she picked up her bag and ran out. My eyes were wide with embarrassment and the waves of orgasm. Trent looked up at me from the place between my thighs. Then he laughed. I laughed too.
“Sorry about that,” he said. Then he got up and walked away from me.
“Where are you going?” I whispered.
“To lock the door. I guess I forgot when I barged in here earlier,” he said.
“Now, where were we?” he said as he stood at the edge of the bed.
“We were right here,” I said as I sat up and got up onto my knees on the bed. I wrapped my hands around his cock. With him standing and me on my knees on top of the high bed, I was at the perfect height. He groaned. He looked down and watched me as I used my hands to massage his hard staff. Then I licked the tip of it making circles with my tongue.
“Oh fuck, Samantha. That feels so good,” he moaned.
“Good,” I said. Then I pushed his cock into my mouth.
“Mmm, Samantha,” he whispered. I moved my mouth back and forth on his rigid member. I wanted to do for him what he had done for me. I had ached to put his cock in my mouth the moment he took his clothes off. He was so damn hot and sexy. He was the most gorgeous alien I had ever seen, and by now I had seen quite a few of them. He groaned and pushed his hand into my hair as I massaged him with my tongue.
“Fuck, you have to stop, Samantha. I’m going to cum, and I still want to do other things to you,” he whispered.
“Stop doing what?” I teased. “This?” I said as I pushed his cock into my mouth again.
“Fuck. Yes, that,” he barely got the words out as he tried to gently push me back. I pulled his cock out of my mouth and giggled.
“You are something else,” he said.
“Thank you. So are you,” I said.
He put his hands underneath my arms on my armpits and picked me up with such ease. I felt like a rag doll. He pressed me against his body and I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. He kissed me. I could taste myself on him. I loved feeling his hard, blue body against mine. Then I felt the tip of his cock press against my center. I stopped kissing him and looked at him with wide eyes.
“I told you I wanted to do other things to you,” he said.
“I can feel that you do,” I said. His hand went down my back and cupped my bottom. Then he guided me onto his cock and slid me down, entering me just a little.
“Oh god, that feels heavenly,” I whispered as I pressed my face against his hard chest.
“Yes, it does,” he said. Then he slid me down more and more. Inch by inch his hard, thick cock slid into me. I was moaning and biting onto his chest as he did so. Then he reached the depths of me, and we both sighed and moaned. We stayed like this as he moved to the bed and laid me down on my back without pulling out of me. I was impressed with his maneuvering.
Then he swayed his hips back and forth as he hovered on top of me. His cock slid in and out me slowly, then faster, and then slow again. I grabbed and scratched at the sheets feeling this extreme pleasure. Then I moved my hands onto his back. I could feel the tension of his muscles. I ran my hands down and up again. I grabbed and squeezed his toned bottom.
“Samantha, you are so wet. You feel so tight,” he said.
“And you feel so big,” I whispered.
“Fuck,” he groaned. Then he moved faster and faster. Then he pulled out of me. I did not know what he was doing. “Move this way,” he said as he rolled me onto my side. Then he got behind me, spooning me. Then he entered me again, sliding in and out of my wet center. It felt so damn good to have his entire heated body against my backside of my entire body. I could feel his strength, and I felt sheltered from everything. I felt safe and so turned on. I was going to explode again. His hand on my hip was steadying me, and then it moved up my body and clasped onto my breast. He squeezed my nipple and then the other as he slid in and out of me.
“Oh god. I’m going to cum again. I’m cumming,” I whispered.
“I am too,” he said in a strained voice. He moved faster and faster and then I felt the warmth of his juices flow inside of me. Sex with this rebel alien was the best sex of my life. I breathed heavily as I enjoyed the sensations of my orgasm. I turned to him over my shoulder. He put his mouth on mine, kissing me. He was still inside of me as we lay there in this spooning position and kissing each other. It was perhaps the most romantic moment that I had ever experienced, and I did not want it to end. Though I knew that I could not stay with him. His race forbade him to be with human females. We could not be together, and it was possible that tonight would be the only time that we were together like this. Therefore I was going to indulge in every second of it.
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