by Justus Roux
Anne wanted to tell him not to kill anyone, but in her heart she couldn’t do it. Why should her parents’ murderers be allowed to live? Wasn’t it justice? Eye for an eye.
Chapter Fourteen
Anne was so groggy as she felt the rubbery, scaly skin of a Rundal rub against her face.
“Are you okay?” She heard a very gentle male voice ask.
She slowly sat up and looked into the face of the Rundal male. “I am okay, I think. Alistair…”
“He is waking up.” The Rundal male helped her out of the pod she was in. This ship was much smaller than the one she was brought to Malka with. There was only the cockpit and this chamber that held a few pods and some supply crates.
“My things?” She looked frantically around her. She brought the book that Hakan had created for Alistair. She hoped that he would read it while they were on Earth.
“Don’t worry, I put yours and Alistair’s belongs in a pod.”
“Anne.”
“Alistair.” She smiled at him. The Rundal male stepped out of the way and let Alistair go to her.
“My head is still swimming,” Alistair said.
“Mine too.”
Anne felt the blast of cool fresh air enter the chamber as the Rundal male opened the hatch. It was dark outside so she could see very little. Alistair helped her out of the ship, then he looked around. He gazed up at the stars sparkling in the night sky.
“Beautiful,” he whispered.
Anne recognized the area they were in. It was the small park that was a block or so from her home. She looked at Alistair standing there in his loincloth with his large sword strapped to his back.
“We will return in five months time,” the Rundal male said.
“Thank you.” Alistair bowed his head in a show of respect for the Rundal.
Anne looked behind her and watched the ship take off. Within a moment it was gone.
“Alistair we better hurry up and get to my house.” She couldn’t let anyone see him like this. Someone was going to call the cops. Hell she would if she saw a very large, half-naked man with a sword on his back.
She grabbed Alistair’s hand and led him to her house. Thankfully everyone was still asleep. She would have to remember to buy him some clothes. Where was she going to find clothes that would fit his large muscular body? She grabbed the spare key that she had tape under her mailbox and opened the door. She grabbed the huge pile of mail then entered the house.
“What are those?” Alistair said, looking at the mail.
“Just mail…umm…letters…writings.” She saw that he understood.
Alistair slowly walked through the house. Anne enjoyed the look of wonderment on his face. He walked into the kitchen and let his eyes wander everywhere.
“This is where meals are prepared.”
“How? There is no fire.”
Anne lit the stove. Alistair reached out his hand to touch the flame. “Don’t do that you will burn yourself.”
“There is no wood.”
“It uses gas…don’t worry I will cook the meals for us.”
Alistair walked back into the living room. He could see his reflection off of the big screen TV.
“Here let me turn that on.” Anne grabbed the remote and clicked on the TV. Alistair jumped back and drew his sword. “Calm down Alistair, it won’t hurt you.” She quickly turned it off.
He slowly sheathed his sword. “Is this how you felt when you saw Malka?”
“How do you feel?”
“Overwhelmed.”
“Yeah that’s pretty much how I felt.”
Alistair continued walking through the house. He was like a lost child in an amusement park, thrilled and at the same time frightened. He headed into her bedroom. He pushed on the mattress then he grabbed the blanket. He brought it up to his nose and smelt it. “Mmm, it smells like you.” He saw the silky sheets and couldn’t resist running his hands over it. “This feels like you.” Alistair turned toward her. He untied his loin- cloth and let it fall to the ground. He reached for her and tore her covering from her body. He lifted her up into his arms then slowly lowered her down onto the bed. The coolness of the sheets against the contrast of her warm skin felt so good to him. He grabbed his cock and slowly eased it inside her.
“Slowly, Alistair,” she purred. She reached up and pulled him down to her. She wanted to taste his lips, feel his body against hers. She tangled her hands in his hair as her lips devoured his. He groaned and buried his cock to the hilt in her. Her tongue gently probed his mouth causing him to moan deeply. He gently sucked on her offered tongue wanting to taste, tease and excite her. He felt her hips start to move, but he reached his hands down and pinned her hips to the bed. He had to be careful that his body weight wouldn’t crush her. He stuck his tongue deeply into her mouth letting it flick across the roof of her mouth. Her tongue flicked the underside of his causing a rush of pleasure to race through his body. He reached under her and grabbed her ass as he started to slowly thrust. He gently kneaded her ass with each thrust of his cock. His tongue flicked in her mouth then on her lips.
“Alistair,” she moaned.
Her body felt so good pressed against his. He could hear her labor breaths, but she didn’t protest about the weight of his body on hers.
“Yes…ah….yes…” she moaned loudly. His body moving against hers, oh she could feel each thrust of his cock going slowly inch-by-inch in and out of her. His hot kisses, the weight of him on her. “Alistair…ALISTAIR!” she cried out.
Hearing her scream his name brought him right over the edge of bliss. He drove his cock hard into her as he spilled his seed deeply into her. He laid on her for a brief moment and then slowly rolled off of her. The coolness of the silky sheets felt good on his hot skin as he lay their enjoying his afterglow.
“Mmm, that was soooo good,” she purred as she snuggled up against him.
“Oh yes,” he said, breathing hard.
“It will be dawn soon. Alistair…”
“When you pause it is something I don’t want to hear or you are unsure of what I will think about it.”
“What?”
“You always pause what you are saying when you are afraid of what I might think. You needn’t ever fear me.”
“I just don’t want to hurt you by saying something stupid. I was just going to say you have to stay in this house until I get you some new clothes…coverings.”
“Why?”
Anne rolled out of bed and grabbed the fashion magazine she had on the nightstand. She handed it to him. “This is how people dress on Earth.”
He sat up then flipped through the pages. “You have good creators on Earth,” he said, looking at the photos of the men and women in the magazine.
“Creators?”
“These pictures look as though they could walk out of this book. Your creators must have very talented hands.”
“Oh…these are photos not drawings. I will show you later what I mean. But you see how the males are dressed?”
“This weaker male?” Alistair said, pointing at the skinny male model.
“Well on Earth a lot of men look like that. Males come in all shapes and sizes here on Earth. I have to buy you some clothes, you can’t walk around in your loincloth and you most certainly can’t carry your sword.”
“What? I never go anywhere without my sword.”
“Trust me Alistair. Things are so much different here than they are on Malka.”
“I trust you Anne. But you can’t go walking around without me.”
“I will be safe I promise.” She could see the uneasiness in his eyes.
“This makes me feel uneasy…but I should follow the rules and customs of your planet.”
“Thank you Alistair.”
Alistair flipped through the magazine. “Is everyone this frail on this planet?”
“Frail…no, we Earthlings come in all shapes, sizes and colors.” She grabbed her robe. “Follow me.”
Alistair pulled on
his loincloth and followed her to the living room.
“Sit.” She patted the spot of the sofa next to her. She clicked on the TV. She flipped through the different channels letting him see the different kinds of people.
“Wait,” Alistair said, looking at the images of war shown on the news. “Your clans are warring?”
“Yeah unfortunately.” Anne clicked off the TV.
“There are so many different kinds of males and females, so many females.”
“Didn’t Tomar explain the way Earth works?”
“He said there were many females and that the warriors on this planet were smaller than us. He might have told Hakan or Niro more about this planet.”
“I have to get dress.” Anne quickly went to the bedroom to change then she hurried back into the living room. “I am going to buy you some clothes then I am going to stop by the police station. I might be gone for a while. Promise me you will stay in this house.”
“I don’t know. I don’t like the fact you will be all by yourself.”
“I will be okay. Please promise you won’t leave the house.”
“If this will make you happy.”
“Thank you Alistair.” She bent over and kissed him softly. “I will try and be back as soon as I can. I will bring back something for us to eat.”
Alistair watched her walk out the door. He didn’t like this. What if she needed him? He would have no idea on how to find her. He saw the door open back up and Anne hurrying back in.
“This is a phone.” She gestured to the phone on the side table. “When it makes a ringing noise…here let me show you.” She pulled out her cell phone and dialed her house number. Alistair jumped to his feet when the phone rang. Anne picked up the phone and handed it to Alistair. “Hold it like that. See you can hear my voice. I will call you every hour so you know I am alright.” She took the receiver from him and sat it back down. “You have to put it back just like this. Now you will know that I am alright.” She smiled seeing the puzzled look on his face. “Remember you promised to stay in the house.”
Alistair nodded his head and watched her leave again. He wasn’t sure that he liked this planet. There were so many strange things and he hasn’t even left her house yet. He couldn’t wear his clothes or carry his sword. Everything was strange to him. He sat down on the sofa and just stared at the blank TV screen.
ccc
Anne drove to the police station first. She was disappointed that there were no new leads. She remembered the papers that were all over her kitchen table and on the floor. She quickly pulled out her cell phone and called her house. She heard the phone click then silence.
“Alistair?”
“Anne?”
“I am just calling to say I am okay. Plus there are writings in the cooking area. Would you mind picking them up and placing them on the table?”
“Alright. Hurry back.”
“I will Alistair.” She hung up the phone. She could hear the lost tone in his voice. She couldn’t afford to leave him alone for too long. He did promise he would stay in the house, but still.
She drove around everywhere looking for clothes that would fit him. Finally she found a big and tall shop. She explained to the clerk that she needed something that would fit a six foot six very muscular man. Thankfully he was very helpful and they managed to find three very nice outfits that would fit Alistair. She had to admit she was most eager to see Alistair in a pair of jeans and tight fitting shirt. She knew he would look quite yummy.
She headed home and Alistair about tackled her when she entered the house. He held her so tightly to him she could hardly breathe.
“You are going to have to let me go, Alistair.” She gasped for air when he set her down.
“What are those?” he said, pointing to the bag.
“These are for you.” She grabbed his hand and led him to the bedroom. “Take off your covering.”
Alistair removed his loincloth and stood there naked. Anne grabbed a pair of jeans, T-shirt and some underwear from the bag. She turned toward him and stopped. He looked so good standing there naked. Her eyes slowly wandered down his muscular body. She watched as his large cock started to grow hard, she couldn’t look away.
“I am yours to take, my female,” Alistair whispered in his soft deep voice.
Anne dropped the clothes and walked over to him. She grabbed his hard cock firmly in her hand, his cock so thick she couldn’t wrap her small hand completely around it. Her other hand wandered across his chiseled stomach and chest. She wanted to explore his beautiful body and as if he knew exactly what she wanted he stood completely still, allowing her to do as she will with him.
He was magnificent, what female wouldn’t want to be with this man. She removed her hand from his cock and let it wander up his chest then across his broad shoulders. She moved around to the back of him and let her hands wandered down his back, she traced the outline of the “V” his back and shoulders made. She brought both hands to his waist then slowly she ran her hands down to his firm beautiful ass.
“You are such a beautiful male, Alistair,” she purred.
She came down to a squatting position behind him and allowed her hands to wander down his strong legs. Every inch of him was firm and strong. She gently urged him to spread his legs, he did so without hesitation. She turned herself around, grabbed his strong legs and positioned herself under him.
Alistair felt the softness of her hair brush across his balls. His anticipation grew. He moaned softly as her tongue began to lick his balls and the tender spot just behind them.
“Stroke your cock for me, Alistair,” she said between licks.
He reached down and grabbed his cock firmly in his hand—slowly he stroked his cock as she continued to lap at his balls.
“Faster Alistair,” she moaned. She took as much of his tender skin as she could into her mouth and gently sucked.
“Female…” he growled. He stroked his cock faster and faster. He could feel her sucking on his balls. She tried to take more and more of his sensitive flesh into her mouth. Her muffled moans brought him right to the edge then she stopped.
“Wait, my male…I want you to fill my mouth with your sweet cum.” She licked his balls briefly then pulled herself to the front of him.
He looked down seeing her squatting there in front him. She reached over and grabbed his cock and started to help him stroke at it. His eyes locked on her beautiful opened mouth.
“Feed me, my male,” she purred.
He felt the cum surge up his shaft then the intense explosion of his orgasm. He moaned loudly watching his cum fill her mouth. He stroked his cock firmly wanting her to eat every drop of his nectar. His eyes were mesmerized watching her lick her lips then the head of his cock. When she released him he reached down and grabbed her. He lifted her up until her pussy was right in front of his face.
Her hands gripped the back of his head to steady herself. Her body trembled as he lightly blew on her pussy lips.
“Alistair,” she moaned when he buried his face in her pussy, licking and sucking, devouring her like a ravenous man. He gripped her ass firmly making her rub her pussy all over his face.
She gasped when he slowly fell back onto the bed. He held her firmly to him urging her to rub her pussy hard against his face while he continued to lick her. She arched back as her orgasm washed over her. She lifted her hips slightly needing her sensitive clit to rest. He knew this and concentrated his licking at her opening. His tongue darted in and out as he lapped up her sweet juice. He scooted her forward a little so his tongue could reach her ass.
“Alistair…” she moaned, surprised by the sensation of his tongue circling around her rosebud. His nose went up into her, she tried to raise her hips afraid she might be hurting him but he held her in place. His tongue circling around and around as he moved his face just slightly letting his nose rubbed her inside, the combination of sensations quickly brought on her second orgasm.
She tried to climb off his face.
“Oh no you don’t, I am not done tasting you.” He lifted her up. She was surprised that he was able to lift her up and turn her around with such ease. He gripped her hips and pulled her down on his face again. He moved her hips back and forth wanting her to rub her pussy on his face.
He reached back and slapped her ass. “Rub yourself against me, female. I want you to cover my face with your juice.” He slapped her ass again when she didn’t start right away.
Anne leaned forward a little placing her hands on his chest to balance herself. She started to rub her pussy back and forth. She gasped when he slapped her ass again. She rubbed faster and harder against his face. His muffled growls told her she was giving him what he wanted. Her third orgasm rocked her so hard she fell forward.
“I am not done yet, female.” He sucked lightly on her pussy lips.
She reached down and grabbed his cock.
“Alistair I want you to fuck me, please Alistair.”
“Not yet.” He flipped them over so now he was on top. He buried his tongue back in her pussy, darting it in and out of her opening in a slow steady rhythm. He growled feeling her lick at his cock.
“Ooo…umm…Alistair!” she cried out her fourth orgasm. “Please fuck me…please.”
He climbed off of her and just sat there looking at her.
“Please Alistair, I need your cock deep inside me.”
That look of want…of need on her face excited him. He pulled her to him and took one of her breasts into his mouth. He sat back against the headboard. The head of his cock poised right at her opening. He could feel her juice drip on his cock. She was so wet, so eager for him. He held her in place denying her his cock as he suckled on her breasts. He could feel her body tremble, oh sweet anticipation.
“Alistair…” she said breathily.
He looked up into her beautiful face as her nipple popped from his mouth. With one strong thrust he buried his cock to the hilt in her warm, wet pussy.
