Barbaric Alien

by Stella Sky

  This made me angry. Now not only had my father sent me to Earth for something that my brother should have been sent for, but he was actually making me bring him back cargo in the form of a human female that he planned on using for his own pleasure. It was ridiculous. I moved through the tall buildings of the human city and, out of anger, shifted into dragon form. Whoosh! I took off flying over the rooftops and out of the city. The sun was setting over the mountains and once I was out of the city, the planet of Earth was very beautiful. Parts of it reminded me of home with its natural beauty. If it weren't for the humans, this planet would be a very wonderful place, even enchanting. I flew higher and higher, straight up into the sky as the darkness of night was approaching. I could see a few stars starting to appear and it made me ache for home. At least I would be leaving in four days, even if I did have to take the human female along with me.

  I flew hard and fast, with my wings moving up and down in the air that grew cooler and cooler. I was doing spirals and tricks in the air and the tense moment of the meeting with my father and the corporation had left me.

  Flying healed everything. It was the primitive side of me and it is what I enjoyed the most. I always felt more animal then Drackon. The dragon side of me was my true side: I was convinced of it.

  It grew darker and darker and I made my way back toward the lights in the distance, the city. From afar, it was beautiful with its rainbow colors of twinkling lights. But as I grew near, I inhaled the scent of pollution, toxins, and chemicals. The humans really knew how to destroy their own air; it was obvious that they were inferior to my own race. We had adopted and built technologically advanced structures in cities, working with our natural environment and not polluting it. The human seemed light-years away from achieving that.

  I flew lower over the buildings and saw humans looking up at me as I flew. By now they were used to the sight of a flying Drackon, but it still seemed to fascinate them. I flew low and high and in between buildings, and then I caught the scent.

  It smelled the same as the human female, Marissa, but how could it be? In a city of millions of people, how could I have caught the scent of that exact human female? It was impossible. Still, I followed the scent to a very tall building. The scent was emanating from the sidewalk in front of the building toward the door. I flew vertical along the building, moving faster than the human eye could see. Then the smell was stronger and stronger. I stopped and hovered in the air before a window and was astonished by what I saw.

  There, on the other side of the glass, was Marissa, entangled with a human male, naked. My eyes grew wide and my staff hardened as I watched. She was naked and straddled the human male underneath her; she was in total control of the situation. She was the dominant one, not the man.

  It was intriguing to watch, and I could not take my eyes off of her. She picked up her body by placing her hands on the man’s chest. She let his cock slide out of her as she raised her body up, and then she slid it in, lowering herself. Her long, brown hair fell in curls down her back. Her tits bounced with her movement.

  I bit my lower lip, watching her. She was wild. I wanted to be the man that she straddled. That human male was nothing compared to me. She should let me show her what it could be like, what sex could really be like.

  I felt my cock stir and began to grow hard. I was so turned on watching this strong, intelligent female enjoy herself. Her body was petite and delicate, but perfect. Her hips were wide and thick, as they should be. Her waist was small and led to her ample breasts. She would make a good mate, for even a Drackon weredragon, with that type of figure. I did not doubt that.

  As I watched, I wanted to be that Drackon that would be her mate. I had never had that desire before. It was a new feeling, as I had always been disinterested in the human females. But watching her bounce up and down on a cock made me want to claim her.

  I had been watching her with this human male, feeling jealous that I was not he. I was hard. I was extremely stiff beyond belief.

  "Prince, there you are. We have been searching for you," I turned to see my warrior, Axon, flying toward me. He was my lieutenant and the Drackon that I trusted with my life. I quickly flew in his direction so that he did not fly in front of the window and see what I had been watching.

  "I am here, Axon. What is it?"

  "We, the warriors, have a surprise for you, if you wish to join?" he said with a smile that let me know this was a leisure surprise.

  "Tell me more," I said, feeling mischievous.

  "The warriors and I have gathered a group of willing human females in the woods. They begged us to take them. They want to see us shift and they want to be with us. You know these human females, always throwing themselves at us. There are plenty of them for all of us, but of course you, prince, may choose at will and keep whichever ones to yourself."

  This was typical of warrior behavior. If this had been earlier in the day, I would bid my warriors to have fun without me. I had no interest in the human females, even in such an indulgent way that I had become accustomed to on my home planet.

  But now, after watching Marissa with her male human mate, my blood was boiling and I needed some release. "Lead the way, Axon."

  He smiled and gave me a head nod of a bow, and then flew toward the edges of the city. I followed closely. We were headed to the woods.

  When we arrived at our destination, it was quite the sight. There was a large bonfire and three dragons were circling around it, high in the air. On the ground were eight, naked human females dancing as they watched the dragons circle overhead.

  Axon and I joined the circling dragons, flying with them. Moments later, we took to the ground and drank and laughed with the human females. Then debauchery ensued. I had never been with a human female until this moment, but after seeing Marissa, I wanted to sample one more than ever. Now I had one underneath me, naked in the grass, my wings spread out behind me as I placed the tip of my cock in her wet center. "Yes, please, dragon; take me, my prince," she pleaded.

  I pushed inside of her. She felt good. But I felt like I was missing something, because it was not the spectacular event I expected. So I sampled another, and then another, all of them the same. It really felt no different than being with a Drackon female.

  Still, it was satisfying, as I did need the release after the built up tension of seeing Marissa perform in such away. I was glad that I had sampled these females in the woods, because now I knew what it would be like to be with Marissa, and it was nothing special. I would take her to my father and he would do whatever he wanted with her. I would not care about such a thing as long as he would let me go on living the life that I wanted.

  The next day, I opened communication with my father to find out exactly why he had said what he did during the meeting at the Gladonetics Corporation. I was not looking forward to this. But I needed to know what he was up to.

  "Have you secured transport on your ship for the human female, son?"

  "Cut the bullshit, father. Tell me the real reason why you want this human female to come to our home planet," I said to him.

  He smiled and said, "No reason other than the one I gave her. I wish for the Gladonetics Corporation to see our science and advancements. They must experience it for themselves with one of their own people. But you are right; I do have another agenda," he said.

  "I knew it. There always is with you. What is it now?" I shouted at him as I moved back-and-forth in my room at the government base.

  "I want to the humans to come to love our planet of Mooreah just as we love it. That will only happen if they come here, little by little. They must come to love it and protect it and not want to wage war against it. This is how we make that happen. We include them instead of alienating them."

  "That is ridiculous, father. The humans do not care about their own planet. They cover it with toxic waste; even the air is hard to breathe. They do not care about their own home; they will not care about ours," I said to him.

  "Yes, but not all
humans agree with that sort of abuse toward their own planet. There are some willing to fight for it and that is the circle that we hope to enchant with the beauty of our planet."

  I admired my father's belief that some of them were good and did not only care about profit over toxins. But he was naïve. I did not believe in that. I believed they only wanted to take from us. Only battle would keep them from harming our planet. Only showing them that we were a fierce, warrior race to be feared would keep them from trying to destroy or conquer our planet.

  "If that is your wish, father. We are set to leave in three days. The human female will be with us, I promise you."

  After communications with my father, I went for a flight. I headed toward the Gladonetics building to make sure that the human female knew that she was going with us on our journey to Mooreah. It was an excuse to see her again. When I neared the building, I caught her scent once more. It was very strong. I followed it straight to the building and then swerved upward, flying straight up the walls of the tall building toward the roof. I landed on the roof, my wings spread out and flapping as I did so. There, Marissa stood with wide eyes.

  Chapter 3

  MARISSA VOLANDER

  I walked into the board meeting, sure that the gentlemen of the board had come up with a new solution for King Rykor’s request. I had confidence after sleeping on it and letting the stress of the ridiculous request melt away from me.

  "Good morning, gentlemen. I am sure that Archer Payne has told you about our meeting with King Rykor. I am ready to hear the various solutions that you have come up with and together we can decide the best course of action to take," I said as I sat down at the conference table.

  Everyone was quiet and they looked at each other. I began to panic. Archer Payne cleared his throat and looked at me as he said, "Marissa, we have decided that you shall agree to the king’s request. You will depart with the prince back to the planet of Mooreah. This is the best way."

  I was silent while I was in shock. He could not be serious. This was not happening.

  "Come again?" I said.

  Archer got up from his seat and paced the room as he spoke. "We have weighed all the options, and the best way to continue good business with the king is to agree with him on this request. When you think about it, it is not a bad thing. In fact, it puts Gladonetics in a very good position to be the only corporation on Earth to see the scientific advancements of their society first hand. Not even our government can boast such a thing. We must take advantage of it. It is your duty, not only as CEO of this company, but also as a human of Earth. We have made arrangements for you to get a crash course in space travel starting at lunch today. You have very little time to get your affairs in order, so I just suggest you get started."

  "No. I won't do it. You cannot make me do this. It is a four-week trip to the planet and the king did not state how long he wished me to be there; it could be months. Then another four weeks to get back. I could be gone for half a year, if I am able to return at all. What if something goes wrong?"

  "Marissa, may we remind you that you will be traveling with the prince? It is not like you will be traveling in bad accommodations. You will be traveling in the best accommodations with the best treatment the Drackon can offer. When you arrive on the planet, you will be a guest of the king. Do you not see how special this is? Anyone else would jump at the chance," Archer said.

  "Then you go, why don't you?!" I said as I pushed my chair back violently as I stood up. I was in a rage. My entire body was flushed and overheated. I stomped toward the door.

  Archer Payne called after me. "Marissa! If you do not go, you will be fired."

  This made me freeze in my tracks for a second. Then I continued to stomp out of the conference room and made my way to the elevator. I needed fresh air.

  Moments later, I stepped out onto the roof of the building. I walked back-and-forth, trying to cool down as I shouted at no one.

  "How dare they make me do this! Don't they see that the Drackon treat women in an inferior way? Nothing will come of this. They will not take me seriously. I do not want to leave my life here and my job. How dare they threaten me like this!"

  Whoosh! Whoosh!

  I felt the wind change around me. I looked up at the sky and turned in a circle, wondering where the sound was coming from. Then I saw it. As I stared at the ledge of the building, Prince Jarith rose up from behind the wall like a majestic creature. He was shifted into dragon form.

  My mouth fell open at his silver wings and the silver dragon scales on his body. It was a sight to see, and one that had me frozen, partly in fear and partly in excitement. He was a fierce sight. His dragon form was unlike any other that I had ever seen photos or video of. It wasn't the color that was different; it was the size of him, with a massive wingspan unlike any other I had seen. It was the confidence and skill of his flying.

  He hovered at the edge of the building, staring down at me. I tilted my head back, looking up at the magnificent creature that he was. Then, in a flash, he darted straight up into the sky faster than I could actually see. Then… boom! He landed on his feet, his boots making an echoing sound on the roof as he stood in front of me. His wings were spread out to their full length and flapped forward, making a gust wind hit me, and then they flapped back and he folded them behind him.

  "Holy shit," I said, completely stunned by the show of alpha dominance by this weredragon.

  He stomped toward me. He looked angry, but I was not going to cower at him, even though I was scared.

  "What are you doing up here? Don't you know it's dangerous?" he said sternly. His sudden protective demeanor toward me confused me. What had happened to the flirty playboy I ran into in the courtyard?

  "What is that to you? I will do what I like, when I like," I spit the words back at him. He picked the wrong time to mess with me. I was in a rage after the board meeting that I had where those men were telling me what to do, and now this weredragon was trying to do the same thing. There was no respect for women.

  "I am to deliver you to my father! That is what it is to me, human female. What good would you do the human and Drackon negotiations if you are to die before then by recklessly playing on the roof like a child!"

  "How dare you speak to me like that! Just because you are a prince you think you can speak to me like that? Well I got news for you! You might be a prince, but you are not my prince! I don't have to listen to what you say. You are nothing to me," I said, turning my back to him and stomping back toward the elevator.

  Whoosh! Boom!

  The wind swirled around me, blowing my hair and my skirt wildly. Jarith had flown around me and landed directly in front of me. Now he was facing me, only a foot away; my lip trembled as I tried not to be frightened, but was still very angry.

  "How dare you turn your back on me! Drackon that turn their back on their prince or on their king on my planet are severely punished."

  "Sucks for them then. Now get out of my way, or else," I said.

  "Or else what?" He raised an eyebrow at me and crossed his strong arms over his chest, amused by my useless threat.

  "Or else…or else…" was all I could say.

  "Yes? Or else what, human?" he said.

  "Or else I won't go on your stupid trip to your stupid planet," I said angrily.

  "So that you can stay here and straddle the human male in your bed like last night?" he said.

  I gasped in shock. "How the hell do you know that?"

  "I have my ways. I can't exactly bring a foreign human to learn the knowledge of our technology without knowing more about that human, now can I?"

  "You spied on me? How dare you!" I said as I stepped toward him and slapped him across the face.

  His face turned with my slap. But as it turned back toward me, he let out a very low and intimidating growl. My heart dropped to my stomach in fear. He was going to pick me up and snap me in two. I regretted slapping him… kind of. He did deserve it for spying on me in an intimate moment. T
hen I suddenly felt very flushed as I realized that he had spied on me while I was having sex. My body responded and I felt my nipples get harder and grew wetter between my thighs. Then just when I thought he was going to devour me, he put his arm around my lower back, pulled me toward him, and planted a firm kiss on my lips. It was shocking. It was thrilling.

  It was hot as fuck.

  I could feel the hardness of his cock pressed against my stomach. I wanted to put my hands on it. I wanted to run my hands through his long hair. I wanted so many things in that moment. His kiss was so overwhelming, flooding me with all kinds of emotions that confused my mind.