Jax’s Mission: Scifi Alien Adventure Romance (Science Fiction Alien Romance) (Galactic Survival Book 1)

by Hana Starr

  For about five minutes, that was. Jax hit an area of straight ground, grabbed Beatrice even more firmly in his arms, and then leapt out of the vehicle while taking her with him. They landed on the ground hard, and the one-rocket engine kept the machine right on going.

  Too stunned at this display, Bea said nothing until after Jax had dragged her into a nearby miniature cannon where two of the mountain ranges met. He tucked her back behind an outcropping of rock, and then started to fold himself in as well.

  That was when she hit him.

  It was like hitting rock, but she did it again.

  Jax only looked at her with a mildly-surprised expression. “What was that for?” he questioned.

  “I’m getting seriously tired of being thrown around by people!” she shrieked, and then blinked in astonishment as his hand clamped over her mouth.

  “Shhh,” he whispered, low and soothing. “I’m sorry. I should have warned you about that. You’re right. I apologize.”

  She sniffed and put her hands on his to pull it away from her face, which he let her do. As he continued to work his violet-tinged bulk into his chosen hiding place, she said uncertainly, “How did you get here? You looked so…I thought you were going to…”

  “Die?” he finished for her, speaking gently. He rubbed one hand over his bald head; it made an interesting rasping sound, and she saw with some amusement that he actually had little white prickles of hair coming in patchy around his ears and crown. “I thought so, too. But I held on, for you.”

  A blush heated her face, and she looked away nervously. “I…I held on for you, too. I missed you so much! I couldn’t believe how much I missed you.”

  Now his face darkened in a sort of blush, too. And could she feel his blood start to pump a little faster?

  “Peace Federation came. My commander is not pleased with me.”

  “I guess not,” she sighed. “Especially since you threw us off your escape vehicle.”

  Jax huffed a pained laugh, and rubbed his head again. “It was all I could think of to do. They will chase the vehicle for quite a ways before realizing we are not on it. We lay low here for a bit and then head back to the Federation.”

  He placed his hand on her shoulder and patted it. Her stomach tightened with nerves, but it was pleasant somehow. Tingly. And against all her better judgment, she let the tingles do what they would as they slowly filtered down from the pit of her stomach to between her legs.

  Tilting her head up to look into his eyes, she saw that Jax was looking at her lips. Teasingly, she pursed them for him.

  And he kissed her.

  Chapter Eleven

  They had never kissed before until now, but it was like every part of them connected the moment their lips touched. All that Beatrice felt for Jax rose to the surface from where it had been hiding so shyly inside her. Frustrating, stubborn alien that he was, she thought she might love him.

  From how gently his lips took hers, she thought that he might feel the same. His large hands cradled her head so gently, the lightest cling of static electricity on his fingertips making her cheeks tingle. As he held her face, he let his lips sink against hers just a little firmer. Already, just from this, she felt her pussy lips starting to swell a little. But, she wasn’t going to rush this. He needed this just as much as she did, and they weren’t going to be going anywhere for awhile…

  I might as well settle in and enjoy this.

  Parting her lips just enough to let him feel her breath, Beatrice caught his lower lip between hers and gave it a gentle tug. Jax made a little purring sound of satisfaction, and pulled encouragingly at her head so she would kiss him deeper. She resisted though, and just nibbled her lips all over his. She felt him smile, and closed her eyes. He tasted like medicine and blood, but his lips were as soft as flower petals. He felt so impossibly good and nice, with his buzzing body warming her ever so slightly… Or perhaps that was her own desire, making her feel just a bit hot.

  Either way, after a bit, she reached up to wrap her arms around his neck. At the same time, she flicked out her tongue. To her surprise, his was already poised and waiting to catch hers, tugging on it. Silky wetness met its own kind, and their tongues played together. First in her mouth, and then in his, their tongues slid and explored everywhere they could reach.

  Then, his tongue wrapped around hers and he sucked on it. The gentle pull seemed to travel all the way down to her pussy, where her muscles tightened like she was trying to tug his member inside her even though he wasn’t even close to her yet.

  That had to change, and soon.

  As their mouths mimicked the act of making love, Beatrice took Jax’s hand and guided it down to her breasts. He grinned some more and purred to her, “Already getting worked up?” He slid his palms up and down over her erect nipples.

  Beatrice nodded and arched her back, pressing her breasts into his hands.

  He chased after her nipple beneath the concealing fabric, and tweaked it lightly.

  A gush of warm desire filled her bottom garments, and she whimpered with desire. She was a contradiction of want, needing him inside her right now but also wishing that this would last for the eternity that she desired.

  “I want my mouth buried in your pussy,” he whispered to her, and kissed her again much harder than before. His tongue thrust in and out of her mouth before he pulled back, breathless and violet-faced.

  But, it seemed like his tongue was the only part of him that was in a rush because he just kept leisurely pulling on her nipples. Every time he did that, Bea felt more and more like she was going to jump him any second now. Already, she was starting to shake.

  Then, almost before she knew it, he had pulled the bottom of her uniform top up so that it was around her neck. Her bra followed, and he lowered his mouth to suckle at her breasts. First one, and then the other; her muffled cries, which she tried so hard to constrict, seemed to urge him on because he didn’t linger. Instead, Jax kissed his way down over her stomach and down to the crease where her thigh met her stomach. Lavishing tickly little kisses there until her hips squirmed, he gave a little moan when she pulled at his head. “Please,” she begged. “Please, more.”

  Then, he grabbed her bottoms and yanked them all the way off. Her legs fell open, helped along by him, and then he pressed his wet thumb on her clit.

  A flood of warmth streamed straight to the inner core of herself. Squealing out, unable to try to be quiet this time, she raised up her hips and rubbed at his thumb. His other hand on her thigh kept her so still that she couldn’t, however; all he did was keep his thumb on her, pressing down and sending a steady shock all the way through her.

  “Please,” she whimpered again, and dug her nails into his shoulders now.

  That seemed to do it, because he gave a whimper of his own. Then, he slid his tongue to her pussy and teased her outer lips by stroking it down through them.

  “Jax!” Her breath came faster, and she felt her vision go hazy as her body went weak.

  And she felt him smile against her down there, and he started to lick her in earnest. Her sweet pussy juices were flooding all over now, and it was all he could do to keep up with the demand. His mouth made pleasant little wet sounds on her pussy as his tongue scooped her feminine wetness into his throat, which he swallowed noisily.

  Damn, even that is sexy! Never much of an aural person until now, Beatrice thought she could orgasm just from hearing him enjoy her.

  Then, he took his mouth from her. A cry of disappointment ripped from her lips, but he touched one electric finger to her lips and stroked them. They were so sensitive that even that touch was enough to make her tremble.

  She watched as Jax pulled down his own bottoms, exposing his cock. Holding its rigid length in his hand, she felt his fingers slide through her wetness. Then, he dabbled it all over his shaft until he was wet and glistening in the low light of the far-distant sun.

  Finally, he positioned himself between her spread legs and slid his hands under her
ass to hold onto her. “Give it to me,” she whispered, voice shaking from anticipation.

  Jax shook his head. “You want this, baby?”

  Baby…

  The word was like honey, dripping golden.

  Just like that, she could stand the suspense no more.

  “Fuck me!” she squealed, and dragged her nails on his hard, muscular back.

  And he obeyed, lightning-fast, shoving the engorged tip of his manhood just barely inside her pussy before backing away again.

  “Yes!” she cried, and thrust her pussy at him. Her mouth opened with pleasure, and her eyes closed from pure concentration. His hands tilted her ass up so that her juices slid down the length of her pussy and over her ass. Over and over, he easily slid his member in and out of her –but only just enough to make her frustrated worse each time.

  Whimpering with frustration, her hungry pussy starving for attention, Beatrice tightened her pussy muscles on his shaft to try and drag him in deeper. He moaned above her and wiggled his hips with delight. “You’re squeezing me! It feels so good!”

  But, he just rode her movements to keep himself from sliding in any deeper.

  Her head tossed, breathless now. Her body was going insane. She had never been so horny, had never wanted something so much.

  Then, completely and utterly in control, Jax thrust himself steadily all the way inside her. With his hands holding her speared on his shaft, he rotated his hips so that his rigid length rubbed all over her swollen, quivering walls.

  Her ass muscles tensed up, as did every muscle in her entire body. She couldn’t stop herself from scratching him again, and then she wriggled her hips around to try and grind on him. His finger pressed on her swollen clit, and she screamed now.

  It was an honest-to-goodness scream, and he pulled out of her to plunge back in a little harder, a little deeper. “Do you like that?” he purred.

  “YES! More!”

  He thrust himself in her so far, so hard, that her whole body was pressed down against the stones. Not to be discouraged, she arched her back and shoved right back at him.

  His fingers dug into her ass, and then he gave it to her! Hard! His body laying out over hers now, he pressed his forehead to her shoulder and fucked her. His ass rose up and down, fucking himself in and out of her pussy as hard as he could. His hips slammed against her inner thighs.

  Screaming even more than before, Beatrice thrust herself right back against him. Thighs to hips, her juices burst from her burning pussy and splattered on his skin. She could feel his hot, throbbing dick jumping and twitching around inside her, about to explode at any second. She rode him as he took her along for the most powerful, intense ride she’d ever known. The back of her pussy being rammed…his fingers between them working her clit…his hot breath on her neck…

  Her whole body was shaking out of control and there was no holding back. She came explosively, out of nowhere. Every muscle in her body jerked and shook, making her buck up at his so hard that he, the rock-hard alien many times her body weight, was nearly thrown clear.

  His ass rose up and stayed there, clenched tight as his own orgasm arrived with such power that she felt his seed sear her all the way to her very inner depths. It was like crashing, like all the hard, abrupt contacts she’d had to deal with since meeting him –but like if crashing her ship was euphoric, beautiful, and strong enough to make her eyes roll back in her head.

  An eternity later, his body finally began to relax back down. She was already limp and exhausted, and she kept her eyes closed to try and find her breath as Jax slid his softening member from her depths and dropped onto his side beside her. He wrapped her body with his, and then kissed her again.

  This time, the kiss stayed gentle.

  And just like her orgasm, there was no controlling what came next. “I love you,” she whispered.

  His eyes opened, and he looked into hers like he was seeing her soul. He kissed her again and held her securely. A little tighter than securely, perhaps. Almost as if he were clinging. “I have never felt love,” he admitted. “But I am certain if I ever will, it is in this moment right now.”

  Tears burned her eyes, and she blinked rapidly to keep them at bay. “Really?”

  He gave a soft little laugh. “Never before have I met a single person who could frustrate me as much as I frustrate them. Bea, you are far more than even you give yourself credit for.”

  She wanted to argue with that, but then she relaxed. There would be plenty of chances for her to argue with him for the rest of their lives. Right now, she was just going to pretend she could believe it and enjoy the way it almost felt.

  “Jax,” Beatrice said, “you are exactly what you give yourself credit for. I guess your arrogance pays off, for once.”

  His eyes smiled, but his lips were busy kissing her again. She thought she could get used to that.

  “I should mention,” he whispered after a time, “that we are on a bit of a tight schedule.”

  Her heart gave a little jump of fear, but she was too relaxed and content in his arms to entertain it. Everything would turn out okay. “What do you mean?”

  “The commander gave me permission to chase after you, with a twelve hour deadline.”

  “I see…” She tried to calculate how much time had passed while they had sex and was unsuccessful. “Well, how much of that is gone?”

  “About seven hours.”

  “Five hours will be enough to get us back to the ship, right?”

  “Of course,” he replied, in a tone of voice that she saw right through. “Although…perhaps…we should just lay here for a bit longer. I don’t know if I am quite up for walking yet.”

  Privately, Beatrice agreed. She’d been on the business end of quite a pounding and was going to be sore even if her thighs didn’t bruise. Cuddling back into his arms, she held onto him and tried not to marvel too loudly at how perfectly she fit against his chest and stomach.

  Chapter Twelve

  The whine. Oh, that hideous whining.

  Jax jerked out of his relaxed, drowsy state of mind as that hateful engine sound slashed across the silence. Beatrice stiffened in his arms, her heart pattering against his chest. He held her closer, his chest tight with anger and a desperate need to protect her from that which had come so close to destroying her.

  There were many engines, all of them approaching down this way. Jax held his breath, lightly covering his lover’s mouth with his hand to stifle her terrified gasps. He didn’t blame her for that, but he did need to try to hide it.

  I won’t let them take you this time.

  With any luck, they would keep going right on past, following the path of the runaway vehicle. The whining grew louder and louder until it was almost right on top of them, and then it should have begun to recede…

  But, it didn’t.

  Instead, the sound cut out entirely but not all at once. It just faded in slow degrees, which meant engines were turning off. Which meant…

  All our screaming. They heard us. They tracked us.

  The slugs were smarter than he had thought. Yet another mistake that he couldn’t fix.

  Beatrice was shaking. Gently, Jax slid one hand over her hair, and then used that same hand to touch his still-sore wound on his side. He wasn’t 100% but he was in better shape than he had been after taking that vicious tumble down the cliff before. This time, he would give them an actual fight. No one would escape now.

  Very slowly, it dawned on him what this meant for their future together but he had just decided that he would do for her whatever it took. This was his greater good.

  “Come out,” a wet voice said from the open end of the canyon. The end where they hid was closed off, the point where the mountain ranges met. “Come out and we will…end you quickly.”

  “Don’t listen to them,” Beatrice breathed, hiccupping from panic.

  Even in such a tense moment, Jax felt his heart twist. She was so sweet, so small and adorable. She should have stayed on Ea
rth, in America; the world should have sheltered such a precious thing from harm, where she would never know such pain and strife as she’d learned on this trip.

  “Bea?”

  She made a tiny sound in response.

  “Bea, I will distract them.” Every calm word only strengthened his conviction. “I will distract them. You have to escape.”

  “What?” Her eyes flew wide open. “No! You can’t distract them. Who’s going to distract them so you can escape?”