Creature Worlds: Solar Slick

by Juliet Cardin

  Table of Contents

  Title Page

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  CREATURE WORLDS: SOLAR SLICK

  by

  Juliet Cardin

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  Copyright Ó 2013 by Juliet Cardin

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  ISBN 978-1-61160-702-4

  Credits

  Cover Artist: Gemini Judson

  Editor: Sara Kent

  Printed in the United States of America

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  Observation Deck

  Divisive Dome

  Across the Distance

  Male Order Alien

  Dedication

  For Angie

  Chapter 1

  What did a girl have to do to get a little action around this place? In about thirty seconds my drink would be finished and I wasn’t about to order another one. This was a colossal waste of time. Not to mention money. The price of three lousy drinks set me back almost a day’s wages. In fact, the price of everything on this God forsaken planet was outrageous. How I longed for Earth. For days filled with unending excitement and tranquil nights, wrapped in a lover’s arms. I missed my home and it’d be another month before I could even think of going back.

  Things should blow over by then.

  “Hello.”

  It was that green dude again. How many times was he gonna pass my table and stare at me with those yellow reptilian eyes of his? The sad thing about it, he was probably the best looking male in the place. The purple guy had gotten a little sexier halfway through my second drink—but not much. The green dude was still better—at least in the dim light of the bar. The yellow guy looked like he was packing a huge one in those wide pants of his, though you never really knew. One time I’d brought home a yellow guy—a different one—and I’d thought the same thing about him. I’d been sorely disappointed when I got down on my knees and saw him up close. I’d called him peanut the rest of the night.

  Looking around the bar was like looking at all the colours of the rainbow. Blue had been decent, except he cried afterward. The pink guy did have a big one, if he only knew where to put the thing.

  Yep, I was rolling the dice on green.

  “Hello, yourself,” I said, treating him to one of my enchanting smiles. Before I could even ask, he sat down in the seat across the table from me. I finished off the last swallow of my drink and drilled him with a direct look. “You wanna get out of here?”

  “Sssure,” he hissed, not at all startled or put off by my abruptness. His long lizard tongue flicked out in excitement.

  Kinky.

  My apartment was just a few blocks away from the bar so we got there in record time. I poured us a drink and made an attempt at small talk. “You come inside the dome much?” I asked.

  “Yes.” He stood looking out the living room picture window at the huge city twelve stories below. “Nice view.”

  “Thanks.” I handed him his drink and took a long swig of mine. “What’s your name?” I guess I could have asked that sooner. He was pretty hot, now that I saw him in decent light. And tall; at least six foot four, broad, and muscular. Though his body was green, his hair was white, long and straight, just touching his shoulders.

  “Tigg. Yours?”

  “Minka.”

  He contemplated me for a moment. “So, Minka, what brings you to Treox?”

  If he only knew. “Change of scenery,” I lied.

  He raised an eyebrow but didn’t challenge me. Why anyone in their right mind would come here was beyond me. I knew Tigg was a Lizord, native to the planet. Outside the dome he would find the humid, melting hot weather agreeable, and the overgrowth of vegetation and giant insects ideal for life—his life. People from Earth and other planets, however, cowered beneath the giant domed cities that dotted this puny, deplorable planet.

  “So you work inside?” He had on the typical two-piece jumpsuit required to be worn by inhabitants when they entered the dome. Outside they could wear whatever they wanted, which was probably nothing. Since it was the end of the week, I figured, like me, he’d probably just finished a shift. I worked in one of the big stinking processing factories. Treox was a veritable goldmine when it came to natural resources. Even the plants and precious stones were highly sought after on several planets. The way things were being harvested this place would probably become like the old rainforests of Earth—extinct.

  “Yes. Both, inside and out.” He stared at my tits and smiled. My outfit was almost the same as his. Despite being boring, the fabric was light and breathable, yet durable. Most Lizords worked outside, gathering plants and mining stones. Some did work inside, slaving away in the factories, just as I did.

  “Haven’t seen you around,” I said. There were about three or four factories in each dome, so it wasn’t unusual.

  He shrugged. I noticed he’d finished his drink and mine was almost gone as well. “Want to see my room?” Guess it was time to find out what he was packing.

  Though he only nodded, his tongue flicked out again, so I knew he was interested. I led the way down the hall to the one puny bedroom in the rat hole I called home. To be fair, my place wasn’t as bad as some I’d seen, though it was still a far cry from what I’d been forced to leave behind. A vision of Clay’s face flashed in my mind, but I forced it back, refusing to dwell on past events that would only piss me off. Especially when I was about to get laid. There’d be plenty of time afterward—when I lay awake half the night staring at my peeling ceiling—to hash out past mistakes.

  Other than the double bed sitting in the middle of the scuffed hardwood floor, and an ancient dresser with a cracked mirror, the room was empty. I stopped before the bed and turned around. Tigg ignored the shabby furnishings and came up before me. I smiled at him as he put his arms around me and pulled me close, lowering his head for a kiss. Though it felt good to be held in strong arms again, it felt weird kissing him, in an erotic sort of way. His long tongue darted into my mouth in quick little flicks. A gentle hand caressed my back, working its way to my ass, while the other hand reached up to entang
le in my hair.

  Despite enjoying this tender loving, I couldn’t wait to get him between my legs. For me, the days of emotional fucking were over. No more would I love a man body and soul, memorizing every inch of him, craving his touch.

  Never again.

  Now I was all about satisfaction; hot, hungry, frantic lust, and putting out the fire. Just the thought of Tigg’s tongue on my clit got me wet and I began to tug at his pants. I was anxious to see his cock. I’d heard rumors about Lizords and I wanted to see if they rang true.

  I dropped down to my knees, gripping his waistband in my hands. The visible outline of his cock seemed amazingly large. His hands were in my hair, tumbling the bright red strands over his webbed fingers. It took little effort to pull his pants down around his ankles, then all that stood between him and me were the snug undies his kind were forced to wear along with the uniform. Lowering those, I couldn’t contain a gasp of surprise and delight.

  It was true!

  Lizords did have two cocks.

  Both were a deep green in color, rock hard, and ready for action. One thick cock protruded directly over top the other one. Optimal for double fucking.

  Oh yeah.

  I looked up at Tigg and smiled.

  Taking a cock in each hand and putting my lips from one glistening tip to the other, I thought, finally, this planet has something decent to offer.

  Chapter 2

  Tigg groaned as I took turns sucking first one cock then the other deep into my throat. He opened his legs wide, bent his knees and pushed his hips forward giving me full access to his body. His two balls were big and green and completely smooth. In fact, other than the hair on his head, his body was hairless. I cuddled his ball sack in one hand and gripped the cock that was in my mouth.

  “Yesss,” Tigg hissed.

  I’d heard that Lizords would fuck anything, but favored Earth women most of all. By the end of the night, I was determined he would covet us forever. After I tongued him for a few minutes, Tigg reached under my arms and lifted me back onto the bed. I pulled off my shirt and bra and lay down to let him pull off my work pants and panties. He tossed my clothing aside and kneeled down before my open thighs.

  Lightning fast he came at me, his tongue flicking against my clit like a soft little whip, fierce and determined, making me writhe and shiver with need within seconds. My legs came up over his broad shoulders and I arched my hips in welcome. One of his webbed fingers dipped into my pussy while he laved attention on my clit. A second finger slipped inside of me, making me come undone.

  Head thrashing side to side mindlessly, I gripped his silky mane in my hands. “Please!” I begged shamelessly.

  “You will take both my rods.”

  It wasn’t a question, I realized, as he flipped me over onto my belly. Both of his ‘rods’ pushed up against my openings. Though Clay had been the only one to ever fuck me in the ass, I was anxious for Tigg to have me. Never had I experienced double penetration and I was both excited and a little nervous. Tigg was big. Bigger than Clay.

  I was wet from Tigg’s tongue, and I’d heard that Lizords were self-lubricating, but still I was slightly anxious when both tips of his firm cocks began to push inside of me. Feeling no undo friction, just easy penetration, I sighed and relaxed my body, letting myself go with the moment and enjoy it. The sensation was extremely erotic and stimulating. My head dropped to rest on my bed while I gripped the bed sheets in my fists. Tigg held tight to my hips pulling me back toward him, allowing his cocks to push deep inside me.

  “Fuck!” I gasped. He was incredible.

  “You like my rods, Minka?” His tone was arrogant, he knew the answer.

  “Yeah. Oh, yeah!” I didn’t care if he knew how much I wanted him. He was the best lay I’d had since coming here.

  Green was definitely my new favorite color.

  Fully inside me now, Tigg began to move, thrusting his hips with swift, determined strokes. I cried out in delight, “Fuck me! Fuck me hard!”

  He was happy to comply.

  When I felt I was about to come, Tigg slowed his pace, drawing out our pleasure. For several minutes he alternated from pounding into me, fast and frantic, to slow, agonizing strokes. The pressure built inside of me until I could no longer contain myself. When he sped up again, I squeezed the walls of my ass and pussy, determined to ride the wave to ecstasy.

  But I was not the one in control.

  Sensing my end game, he pulled out of me and spun me over onto my back once more. As I cried out in frustration, he lifted my ass with his hands and drove into me again. He lay down over top of me, putting most of his weight on his elbows, braced on either side of my head. I wrapped my arms around him, enjoying the intimacy we shared, knowing only he could deliver what I wanted—needed—so badly.

  His head dipped to kiss my lips as my legs came up around him. He reached for my wrists and held them both in one strong grip over my head, his other hand slipped down beneath my ass so he could position me to take him even deeper inside my body.

  “Say you are mine,” he suddenly demanded, his reptilian eyes boring into mine.

  Mindless with want of him, I would have said anything. “Yes! Yes, I’m yours.”

  Before my eyes, I saw his lips draw back into a smile. But before I could smile back, I saw his four incisors suddenly grow into fangs like a cobra. He hissed as he drove into me with his cocks. I cried out in delight, despite my fear. As I came, he sunk his fangs into my neck.

  My cry of pleasure mixed with a scream of fear. I wasn’t hurt, not really, being more afraid than anything. The vestiges of desire slipped away, and my body gave way to full panic mode. Was Tigg’s bite poisonous? Caught up in the wave of passion, had he lost control and succumbed to his baser instincts? Though gentle creatures by nature, I’d heard that Lizords could bite when provoked. They rarely resorted to violence and reports of them biting were rare, so what the hell had set him off?

  Tigg still held my wrists and my ass in his hands. When his grip on me loosened, I began to struggle. “Get off of me, freak!”

  He focused on me and seemed to be shocked by my sudden anger. “What’sss wrong?” His face was a mask of concern.

  “You bit me, that’s what’s wrong. What the hell is wrong with you?” I leapt up and stood at the side of the bed, one hand on my neck, the other on my hip.

  Tigg slowly got to his feet on the other side of the bed. “I…You said you liked me. I like you too, Minka.”

  He began pulling on his clothes as he spoke. I did the same. Any thoughts of a round two with this dolt were definitely over. “If you like me so much, then why’d you bite me?”

  “You agreed to be mine,” he said, staring at my tits as I pulled my shirt down over them.

  “What I say in the midst of fucking can’t be used against me.”

  Fully dressed, Tigg remained rooted to the spot, which now happened to be right before the bedroom door. “No. You agreed to be mine. We have completed the mating ritual and even now my seed rests within you.”

  I stared at him with incredulity, my pants halfway up my legs. “You came inside me, you fucking moron?” I hadn’t noticed thanks to all the drama.

  “We will be a family.”

  Was he for real? I didn’t want him to spend the night, never mind have a relationship. “Get out.”

  “But…”

  I pulled up my pants and marched before him, tilting my head back to give him the full effect of my pissed off scowl. “Get. Out.”

  Before he could respond, I heard my front door suddenly crash open.

  Both of us jumped.

  “What the hell?” I demanded, pushing past Tigg to hurry out of the bedroom. Even before I saw him, I heard his voice.

  “Honey, I’m home.”

  I rounded the corner and came face to face with Clay.

  He wasn’t alone.

  Two huge guys stood on either side of him.

  He looked at me and smiled. “Well, don’t you have anythi
ng to say to me, sweetheart?”

  Shock, fear and anger welled up inside of me, all at the same time. Standing in my shitty apartment on this crap-hole planet, looking at me so smugly was the man who’d cost me everything.

  “Yeah, meet my husband, Tigg.”

  Chapter 3

  The look on Clay’s face was priceless. If I weren’t so freaked out, I would have probably laughed.

  Instead, I was scared as hell.

  “I didn’t take you for the marrying type,” Clay sneered.

  “How’d you find me?” Damn my squeaky voice.

  “You know how resourceful I am.” Clay looked over my shoulder acknowledging Tigg. “Well, look what we have here boys. Minka’s been fraternizing with the natives.”

  The two well-paid thugs laughed on cue.

  “Leave him alone, Clay,” I warned.

  “Don’t tell me what to do,” he enunciated each word.

  I felt Tigg’s hand on my shoulder and despite my anger toward him I stepped back, taking comfort in the feel of his strong body pressed against mine.

  “Minka, what’s wrong?” Tigg asked me. “Who are these men?”

  “This is Clay, an acquaintance from Earth. And he’s brought along his trained gorillas.”

  Both men on either side of Clay frowned at my jibe.

  “It was really very rude of you to leave without saying goodbye, Minka,” Clay said, examining his fingernail. He always did have very nice hands.

  “Is he your mate?” Tigg’s voice was worried.

  “Definitely not,” I assured him.

  Clay’s eyes bore into mine. “We have unfinished business.”

  I shook my head, refusing to let him draw me in again. “No. I’m done, Clay.”

  His trained stare took in the humble dwelling and pathetic furnishings. “You can’t possibly be happy here.”

  “I am,” I lied.

  “We had a deal,” he reminded me. “When you go back on your word people get hurt.” His threat wasn’t empty. Clay could hurt me, very much so if he wanted to.

  “Is he threatening you?” Tigg asked.

  “Keep out of it,” Clay demanded. Though Tigg had a good three inches on him, and several pounds, the thugs Clay brought with him allowed him to behave any way he liked—or so he believed.