War Games (Alien Instincts)

by Cynthia Lore

  Markar watched in rapt fascination as Rae’s small hands moved over his skin. His attention once again focused solely on the human female. Wherever her fingers brushed against his body, the muscles underneath tensed in hopeful anticipation. Was this desire he felt for her ever going to be sated? Markar had thought that once he had experienced ‘sex’ that the infatuation he felt for Rae would end, but his obsession had only grown. He wanted her soft skin pressed against his, just like the previous night.

  So when Rae’s hands fumbled to unhook his belt, he didn’t stop her. Markar looked down into her big beautiful eyes that seemed too large for her small face and he became mesmerized. As a trained warrior, the fact that she was removing his weapons belt should alarm him, but instead he felt frozen, afraid that any sudden movement would cause her to stop.

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  Rae looked up into the glowing yellow eyes of the man in front of her and felt as if she was tempting some dangerous wild animal with her actions. Markar had become unnaturally still when she had started touching him, and he still had not moved a muscle. Only his eyes followed her every move. Did she dare to tempt him beyond his control?

  Lifting one hand to pull at the closure to Markar’s suit, they both watched as Rae slowly lowered it down his chest. As her hand skimmed downward, Markar’s breathing began to increase, but still he didn’t move. Rae’s own breath hitched at the startling contradiction. She was becoming mesmerized by how much she was affecting the large man.

  Reaching up hesitantly to pull the suit off his shoulders, Rae was amazed to find that Markar complied. She paused at his hips and looked back up into his eyes to gauge his reaction. The heat she saw behind his gaze astounded her. His eyes made her feel like prey, but his passive reactions made her feel like she was the predator.

  Rae looked nervously at their surroundings, but the forest was still pitch black. The only light source was the small glowing creatures still hovering around them. It seemed like they were within their own private Eden, the rest of the planet non-existent in the darkness.

  Hooking her thumbs into Markar’s waistband, Rae lowered his suit over his hips. On her way down she pulled at his underclothes, which were the only things keeping her from what she wanted. Rae placed her hand over the soft material of Markar’s pants, feeling his erection already straining against the material.

  Rae was amazed Markar was still passively letting her undress him. Looking back up into his eyes, she wasn’t surprised to see his intense golden gaze still watching her every move. Despite that, she was still unsure that he wanted her to continue.

  “Would you like me to show you more about sex?” Rae asked uncertainly, suddenly feeling very vulnerable.

  Markar’s lids lowered till the golden glow of his eyes almost disappeared. Slowly, he nodded his head in answer.

  Rae blushed at his nonverbal response. “On Earth, men and women like to pleasure each other in different ways, not just through intercourse.” she managed to whisper in explanation.

  Rae bit her lip in uncertainty. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to continue, but she was uncertain that Markar would. He wasn’t human after all. Maybe he wouldn’t like the same things human men did? Still, she lowered to her knees before him. Freeing his already erect cock from his underclothes, Rae realized she had forgotten how big he was. Now she was uncertain yet again if she should continue, but she wanted to see how Markar would react. She did love playing with fire, and his eyes were still burning with restrained need.

  Rae wrapped her fingers around the base of his shaft and heard Markar’s sudden intake of breath at her actions. Glancing up at him, she didn’t see any signs that she should stop, so her gaze lowered back down his body. Rae took the time to watch his muscles tense with his labored breathing. Looking down at Markar’s cock still in the palm of her hand, she was amazed to see that it had gotten even larger since she had taken hold of it. Leaning in closer, she wondered at the fact that his body was so similar to human men.

  This was her first chance at getting a good look at him without being under the influence of the chemicals he produced, and she wanted to take advantage of it. Not just for any remnants of a mission that she might still have, but for her own feminine curiosity. Her eyes roamed over every inch of Markar’s skin revealed to her and her own desire grew. She didn’t need that odd chemical. Rae was already enthralled.

  Tentatively, she placed a soft kiss at Markar’s hip. While keeping her gaze on his face to gauge his reaction, Rae turned her head and placed another kiss on the hard cock still gripped in her hand. Markar’s eyes flew open in confusion, but before he could respond, she took the head of his shaft into her mouth.

  Markar’s whole body shivered and any words he would have spoken abandoned him when Rae took his cock into her mouth. The feeling of her warm lips wrapped around him was overwhelming, the sensations so intense they were almost unbearable. Markar looked down in wonder as Rae began to work him deeper within her mouth. While nothing would ever compare to having sex with Rae, her mouth came awfully close.

  Her delicate tongue moved over his shaft and Markar had to brace himself against a tree he was standing near in order to not collapse from the pleasure. He groaned in rapture as Rae moved over him, her mouth coaxing his release from him in torturous bliss.

  Markar looked down at the human kneeling in front of him to see her eyes watching him, mirroring his own desire. As his release was finally pulled from him, and the resulting orgasm washed over him in waves, Markar wondered that any human male would ever let Rae leave their side. He would never let that happen, and he had already ensured her promise on that. Whether she knew what she had committed to or not.

  Rae swallowed Markar’s release, the unusual taste sweet on her tongue. She shivered as the sweet taste seemed to grow more pronounce, almost like syrup, and then suddenly, that strange chemical that she was becoming so familiar with rushed through her body like a wildfire. Rae jerked away from Markar, the flames so much more intense then ever before. She gasped as her body hunched over, not from pain, but from need.

  Strong arms lifted her, holding her limp body up. Markar’s golden gaze met hers, and if she weren’t so drugged, Rae would have been terrified by the fierceness coming from the yellow glow. Still supporting her weight, he pressed her against a tree, the rough bark hardly noticeable to Rae. Her body was only aware of the man pressed not nearly close enough against her.

  A low growl began, and she could feel the vibrations flow from his body and into hers. “Mine.” Markar commanded in a rough growl, before pressing his body further into Rae’s. She gasped at the sensation, her hands moving to grip his shoulders to pull him even closer, but it would never be close enough.

  “You are mine, Rae.” he growled, Markar’s voice so low it sounded animalistic. Instead of frightening her, it only served to heighten her insane desire. She made some sound, unsure whether it was a denial or an agreement, and then Markar was removing her clothing. His actions so fast, his speed was inhuman. It was the only thing that reminded Rae he wasn’t from Earth, but the information didn’t matter to her now.

  Her body began to move, her legs wrapping around his waist. Anything to get their bodies closer, but it still wasn’t close enough. In her frustration, Rae’s movements became frantic, and she cried out, desperate to satiate the craving flowing through her veins.

  Markar moved to place his body where she needed him, his hands caressing her, giving her exactly what she wanted. His still hard cock pressed against her wet folds and Rae cried out in triumph, trying desperately to impale herself on his thick shaft. Markar held her back, moving agonizingly slow, stretching her inch by measured inch.

  Rae couldn’t help but sob in pleasure as the flames died down with his entrance into her body, but still they were not fully quenched. If she could have formed words, she would have begged Markar for more, but even so, he seemed to understand. Moving back and forth within her body, he began to give her what she demanded.

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lling her legs more firmly around his hips, Rae moved against him; helping to deepen their connection, quicken their pace. She looked into Markar’s eyes with wonder, overcome by the sensations flowing through her body. His eyes were now the only light within the dark forest, the small glowing creatures frightened off by his growling. He leaned closer to her, aware of her watchful gaze.

  “Mine.” he growled, softer this time, but still just as commanding. It was a declaration, a branding. It was spoken lovingly, like a caress, and Rae came apart at the word. Her vaginal walls gripping desperately at Markar’s shaft, holding him to her, her body answered his statement with orgasmic bliss. The waves that finally quenched the flames running rampant through her body were even more overwhelming, her mind completely submerged within the joyful pleasure.

  Markar’s lips descended on hers as his own release moved through him, but the chemical she usually associated with his kisses was surprisingly absent. His hand lifted to move sweat soaked strands of her hair, his touch so gentle after the frenzied mating they had just done. His gaze had softened, and Rae once again looked on in wonder at the yellow glow, her own hand lifting to touch his face, still wanting to be close to him.

  He leaned forward to press his lips lightly over hers, before reluctantly moving away. “We must make camp for tonight. It is getting late, and there may be nocturnal predators.”

  Rae nodded in agreement, even as she tried to pull him closer once again.

  “I will set up camp and be right back, Rae. I will never leave you.” Markar whispered to soften the sting of separation, before running off into the darkness. Rae was left alone, the soft glow of the tiny creatures slowly returning to float around the black forest.

  The Final Battle

  Markar had left her. He had fucked her, and then just ran off. At the moment Rae was still too overwhelmed by what had just happened to be angry at his sudden desertion, but she was definitely very confused. Awkwardly putting her discarded clothing on, she glanced nervously around the dark forest that was quickly becoming way more creepy than exciting.

  The darkness around her was all consuming. Without the light from the glowing bug-like creatures, (which wasn’t much to begin with) Rae wouldn’t have been able to see anything. As it was, she could barely make out her own hand when placed directly in front of her face. That same hand was shaking. She told herself it was from the adrenaline rush from just having sex. As Rae tried hopelessly to see beyond the black void in front of her, she slowly began to admit that she was ever so slightly afraid of her situation.

  Without the use of her sight, Rae could feel her other senses begin to expand out into the darkness. Every twig snapping, every movement of the wind had her whipping her head around in fear, wondering in which direction danger would come from. Some deep-rooted instinct for survival began to overwhelm her, and Rae could feel the atmosphere of doom surrounding her like a blanket: the kind of fabric that smothered and not comforted.

  She felt closed in on all sides by unseen foes. Glowing eyes winked at her, laughing at her fear. Rae automatically shifted her stance, trying to ready herself for defense, but it was pointless. The darkness had her trapped, enclosed in on all sides by patient demons. Just waiting for her to let down her guard for one moment.

  Rae spun around; trying to determine in which direction her instincts were telling her the danger was coming from, but direction was impossible to discern. The only thing visible was the winking glow of creeping eyes watching her every move. One pair appeared larger, more visible, moving closer. Rae stood still, horrified, as the thing slowly approached. Her heart hammering in her chest contradicted her frozen body. Her physique had been trained for combat, so Rae was outwardly calm, but her mind was screaming in terror.

  Slowly reaching for the small handgun on her tool belt, Rae watched the glowing set of eyes advance purposely towards her. It was no strange beast that emerged from the forest, no evil horror stalking her as prey in the night.

  It was Markar’s eyes that watched her, his form that stalked in the shadows. Rae’s instincts had pinpointed him in the forest as the source of danger. He was the unknown threat. Her adrenaline still peaking, Rae backed up at his sudden approach. He appeared terrifying, massive, and invincible. The aura of menace around him permeated the darkness and struck her with waves of fear, causing her to freeze, her eyes widening in panic.

  “Rae… what is wrong?”

  His tone was soft, his expression concerned, but Rae couldn’t shake the icy tendrils of fear running through her. This was the source of danger she had felt emanating from the darkness beyond. Retreating further from Markar, and still high on adrenaline, Rae’s shaking hand gripped the gun at her waist.

  Markar’s sharp gaze didn’t miss her jerky movements, and his brow furrowed in confusion for a fraction of a second at her actions, before all emotion was quickly wiped from his features.

  “I finished setting up the perimeter.”

  He spoke in a calm, quiet tone. The kind of voice you would use to comfort a wounded animal. It was barely a whisper, but with her senses on high alert, Rae had no trouble hearing Markar. The quiet, rational statement broke Rae out of her fear-induced trance, and her heart rate began to slow to a normal rhythm. The adrenaline she had been experiencing began to dwindle, but in it’s wake was left a hazy feeling of uncertainty. Rae’s instincts had never failed her before. Something had changed, but Markar no longer appeared threatening.

  “Right… the perimeter.” Rae mumbled in agreement. She released the handle of her still holstered gun awkwardly, knowing that Markar had not missed what had just happened between them. Still, she eyed the man in front of her uncertainly. Not really sure herself what had just transpired between them.

  With the release of her weapon, Markar began to make his way slowly towards her. Rae couldn’t help but feel embarrassed by her actions as she watched him moved hesitatingly forward. There was no rational reason for her sudden fear, and it’s just as sudden disappearance. Shifting uncertainly, Rae moved to help Markar set up camp. As she worked, she thought over what had just happened.

  Her instincts had never failed her like that before. When she sensed a threat, there had always been a threat just around the corner. It had saved her countless times before. What had happened this time? Granted, she was on an alien planet, surrounded by utter darkness, but still… Rae expected more from herself.

  It could be that Markar was an actual threat to her, but that didn’t make sense. He could have hurt or killed her since the moment he had kidnapped her from that underground government facility, but he hadn’t. In fact, she was the one who had hurt him, and despite that, he had never retaliated against her. He was gentle, kind, and forgiving. He had helped her, saved her life, and provided her with weapons she could use at any time against him. No… Markar was not a threat to her.

  Could it be that Markar showing up when he did was just a coincidence, and that the real threat was still out there, somewhere, lurking in the dark? Rae shivered at the thought. From the moment they had landed on the planet, it had felt almost familiar, a home away from home. Even after she had practically drowned, Rae still had hope for their adventure. She had been so excited about exploring completely uncharted land. Now, after having felt that strange malevolent threat, she wasn’t so sure she wanted to continue exploring the strange planet.

  Rae looked up from her dark thoughts to find Markar watching her intently. She inhaled sharply in surprise at the force of the connection when their gazes met. She felt spellbound.

  What was that emotion she could see living within his eyes? Was it guilt, or was it something else? Rae could feel the answer on the tip of her tongue, at the edge of her mind, and then before she could figure it out, he broke the contact. Markar’s eyes roamed her body before returning to the task of setting up their camp.

  Freed from the spell his possessive gaze had created, Rae was once again lost in her own thoughts. She was still curious about the answer she almost seemed
to know. If only she could be certain of the question.

  “Are you all right, Rae? You have been unusually quiet all evening.” Markar asked in a low voice, refusing to make eye contact a second time.

  Rae debated on what she should say. How much could she trust Markar? It was a foreign feeling for her. Trusting did not come natural to Rae Montgomery.

  “I have not known you to be reluctant to speak your mind.”

  Rae’s head jerked up in offence to find a small smile twitching to life on Markar’s lips. She snorted in answer to his joke. “I’m thinking. I’m always quiet when I’m thinking.” Rae’s brows furrowed in thought. She was uncertain how much of her feelings she should reveal to Markar. “I guess you could say I’m homesick.” she finally responded. She looked up to see Markar’s own brows descend in thought.

  “Do you miss the people of your world?”

  The question caught Rae off-guard. The people of Earth were least of what she missed. What she missed was the familiarity, the feeling of always knowing what was right. She missed how sure of herself she was. Ever since she had left her planet, uncertainty had begun plaguing her. Rae was usually the type of woman that beat her insecurities into submission, but they were now beginning to ware her down.

  “No… I think I just miss the feeling of safety, of comfort.” she answered.

  “I will protect you.”

  Once again, Markar caught her off-guard. Rae chuckled at his chivalrous response. For an alien species with no females, he was sure catching up quickly.

  Back home, she was the protector, the strong, military woman who could handle herself. In-fact, after her promotion life had become almost too safe. She had joined the military for adventure, lost it, and then found it once again when she was introduced to Markar. A smile broke out across Rae’s features when she remembered the first time she had seen his shadowy form coming after her. She hadn’t realized how boring her life had become until that day. “I never needed protecting before I met you.” she teased.