Portal to Passion: Science Fiction Romance

by Amber Stuart

  “Oh,” I say stunned by the pain and loss in his voice. More than the sound of his voice though it feels familiar and I know, somehow deep inside, that he’s leaving something out. “There’s something more.”

  He looks sharply up at me his eyes narrowing. “How do you know?”

  I shake my head. “I don’t know.”

  “But, it can’t, you can’t possibly know unless…” he trails off thoughtful. “We were together when it happened. In order to activate the defense platforms someone had to repair it. It was a suicide mission and we all knew it but there was no one else. She stepped up to do it. Right before she ran to the machine she kissed me and she whispered in my ear-”

  “I’ll be back,” I finish for him and our eyes meet then our lips smash together with bruising force.

  CHAPTER NINE

  I grasp onto him like I’m drowning. Desire, need, and emotions create a maelstrom and all I can do is cling to him. He becomes my rock that the entire world is centered on. The feel of his bulging arms as they wrap around me is protective. He surrounds me and here I’m safe. Safe from the outside world, safe from alien vampires, safe from everything.

  We kiss with passion as our bodies mold to each other. Despite his massive size I fit against him perfectly. He lifts me up and I wrap my legs around his waist. Our centers meet and grind. His massive manhood bulges, straining for freedom, straining for me. There’s no imagining his desire or need for me. I can feel it pushing against my damp panties.

  He moves us forward until I’m pressed against a wall without breaking the lock of our lips. His hips grind against me driving me mad with my need to have him. My fingers entwine in the soft luxuriousness of his hair. I grip as I thrust into him. We move in time with each other and a moan escapes me.

  “More,” I gasp.

  He spins around then tosses me on the bed. Lust is in his eyes as he grabs my shirt and rips. Buttons fly then cold air hits my bare skin and a shiver runs through me. I reach behind myself and undo my bra allowing my large breasts to fall free. The fire in his eyes burns hotter as he sees them and he moves so quick I barely see it. His mouth is on me, kissing, nibbling, moving then sucking. He moves around my nipples without touching them. The sensations are driving me wild with need. My nipples are hard diamonds jutting out as they scream for his attention. It’s a mixture of pain and pleasure as they swell so hard it hurts but the pleasure of his mouth on my skin turns that ache into an incredible sensation of desire.

  His tongue grazes my left nipple and I shudder. The sensation is electric sending a jolt through me that shuts down all rational thought. We are purely creatures of sensation and desire. His hot mouth closes over the nipple protecting it from the cold air. His tongue traces a line around my areola while avoiding the nipple itself. I push my chest forward driving into him. I can’t stand it any longer then his tongue curls around the nipple itself and my hot clitoris releases pleasure in waves through my body. I cry out my pleasure loud and clear as his tongue rolls my nipple. My toes curl and muscles tense and release as he continues giving his full attention to that single focused point of my body.

  My pussy aches to be filled, an empty void demanding attention. Running my hands over his body, I notice he still has his form fitting suit on so I blindly search for the zipper. I can’t focus my eyes on anything so I’m working completely by feel. I touch something cold near his neck and assuming it must be the release. I try to grip it but can’t get a hold on it. I move my hands down and somehow this works. The suit opens into a v and I dive my hands in to touch his flesh. The hard swells of his chest are enough to send me to the edge of a new orgasm. He switches to my other nipple while cupping the one he left with his hand to protect it from the cold. As his mouth locks on stars fill my head.

  I’m dimly aware of the feel of his skin. Smooth, hairless chest that is all sculpted lines. I trace those lines with the tips of my fingers as he sucks. I’m grinding my hips against his constrained manhood and wanting more. I drive both of my hands down into his suit seeking out the object of my desire. Washboard abs don’t even begin to describe his stomach. It’s so defined that he has more than a six-pack, like the extreme body builders his tight stomach has an entire extra set of muscles. My fingers dance over it and I slow my push for his cock to enjoy the sensation of such a hard body dancing over mine.

  He thrusts his hips against me and moans around my nipple creating a vibration that pushes out all thought beyond my need to be filled by his cock. I continue my quest for his engorged erection and the suit responds by continuing to unzip as I push down. It’s swollen harder than even when I had him before. I take it between my hands and stroke the long shaft from base to head. As soon as I reach the head the first bit of stickiness coats my fingers and I shudder. I want to taste him but more I need him inside me.

  “Take me,” I growl in a hoarse voice that I barely recognize as my own.

  I keep stroking his rock hard cock but he doesn’t respond to my demand. He moves slow, maintaining control. My desire and need for wild abandon and penetration is not affecting his pace. He licks my nipple in a last electric thrill then he kisses around it and down my breasts. He kisses until he’s between my full breasts and then he’s kissing his way with slow kisses followed by a nibble then a lick as he moves lower. As he moves I lose my grip on his dick and my hands feel empty but my body is engaged in the anticipation of his slow descent. Wetness leaks out of me. He kisses across my hips and down my right leg then crosses over to my left and kisses up from my knee to my hip. His tongue drags across my middle coming tantalizing close to my opening but not touching. Then he licks down my leg to my knee and down the side of it so that he is moving with his tongue up the inside of my thigh. My hard nub screams for his attention, anticipation, desire and need build as he comes closer but he moves oh so slowly.

  My body trembles as he approaches. I need this. I want this now, I can’t take any more teasing! His tongue licks the outside of my mound along the crease of my leg up to the top of my opening then once more he starts across. I grab him by his hair and pull, trying to force him down and into me but he’s too strong. I manage to place him so that his tongue barely grazes across my clit which is so swollen that it’s protruding from its hiding place. That simple touch locks my muscles into a contraction that arches my back, curls my toes, and tightens my grip on his hair. He doesn’t slow now tracing his tongue along the crease of my leg and hip on the other side.

  “No more,” I gasp. “Take me!”

  At last he doesn’t tease me any longer. His tongue dives deep into my delicate folds. Ecstasy explodes through my core and out to my limbs. My arms and legs shake, every muscle is quivering as thrilling chills run over me. My fingers knot in his hair pulling him closer as he drives his tongue deeper than I would have thought possible. He licks up and grazes my clitoris and my orgasm takes me by storm. My back arches, my vision clouds with stars, and there’s nothing but white light and pleasure. He presses his hot, rough tongue against my clit and holds it there until the waves of orgasm have passed and I collapse back onto the bed. Slowly I untangle my fingers from his hair allowing him to raise his head.

  He looks up at me and his eyes are filled with unsatisfied lust, like he wants me more than ever. Slowly he rises up onto his arms and when he’s raised just inches over me he crawls forward. He holds himself low enough that he’s dragging along my skin as he moves. His massive cock drags along my legs and I shiver in fresh anticipation.

  A mixture of desire and fear fills my thoughts as he moves inexorably closer. His rugged, handsome face moves next to mine and as it does his cock comes closer and closer. I’m so wet that on one hand I’m sure it will go in but the fear it will hurt lies behind that. I’ve never seen a cock so big before much less had one inside of me. I hesitate and start to stop him but then the empty ache that is oh so familiar rears its ugly head and I push aside fear. He’s going to be mine. He will fill me in ways I’ve never been f
illed before.

  He’s on his elbows and over my face. His dick presses against my soft folds as his lips lower to mine. We stare into each others eyes as we kiss and he pushes forward. He moves slowly, gently, as if knowing my fears and wanting to put them to rest. I feel my lower lips parting as he pushes in and for a moment there is discomfort as he passes the outer layers and the head of his shaft presses against my inner folds and passage. I’m so wet my body adjusts easily to it and then he’s sliding in and filling me.

  My brain shuts down completely. Nothing has ever felt like this, I’m stretched out beyond all limits as he drives to my core and hits the bottom. There’s a moment of sharp pain then a slight discomfort as my insides adjust to his girth, then nerves I’ve never received sensation from before become active. He pulls slowly back until just the head is inside me then slides slowly forward again. He’s moving slow but I’m done with slow. I dig my nails into his back and pull him forward but my grip slips as I do and I leave long claw marks down his back. This only entices him more. He grunts and then there’s a low growl and he thrusts forward, hard. That is what I want. I want him to take me. Be the man I know he is.

  “Take me!” I scream at him as he thrusts.

  “Mine,” he growls thrusting in and pulling out.

  We fuck with wild abandon now, all caution thrown to the wind. He bucks into me at a rapid pace and I rise and retreat in time. Our hips slam together as the room is filled with the sounds of skin on skin. Every thrust in he stretches me as if it’s the first time and the sensation is unbelievable. His eyes drift closed as he continues thrusting, grunting with every push. My nails dig into his skin as I try to pull us together into one being. His eyes snap open and he rises up while his hands hook under my waist. He pulls me to the edge of the bed without ever leaving me and holds me as if I weigh nothing so that my shoulders are on the bed but my waist is angled up and into him. Once in position he slams into me and I’m pushed over the edge of climax.

  I fall into another orgasm that makes my toes curl and the hair on my head tingle. Nerves throughout my body are on fire as the chemicals being dumped into my brain overload the levels of sensation until I can’t separate one thing from another. Pain and pleasure mix and become the same. We reach some new plateau but still he’s not done. He holds me like this, thrusting faster and faster for far longer than it seems even his muscle bound physique should be able to, then he rips himself free of me and in a single motion he flips me around so that I’m on my face. My ass is up in the air exposed and he doesn’t wait to thrust himself back into me from behind.

  He drives in straight to my core and I moan while he mixes his own moans with growls. He slaps my ass and it pulls my attention to the point of the burn which only adds to the pleasure of his huge dick pounding into my wet pussy. He grips both my hips and starts a push-pull motion moving me along with his own hips rocking in and out. Each thrust forward shoves my face into the bed and fills me with ecstasy while each pull back leaves the empty void begging for him to come and fill it again.

  “Uhhh,” he moans and I feel his cock swelling inside.

  “Yes!” I scream. “Fill me!”

  He thrusts hard then his hands on my hips spasm and he almost loses his grip as he holds his thrust. His dick convulses inside and I feel each spurt as he empties his seed into my waiting womb. The same warm glow I felt before returns but this time it’s multiplied by a thousand. It feels like a million warm little suns have been lit inside. They warm me and make me feel alive. He holds me tight as his cock keeps pumping more and more into me and each pump I feel brighter, more alive, and warmer. I don’t know how long it lasts until I feel his cock softening and he pulls out.

  A pleasing ache remains. It’s a new ache, not the aching void of an emptiness waiting to be filled, but more an ache of satisfaction and knowing that at long last the void I’ve been trying to fill has met its match. For the first time in my life I not only feel satisfied, I feel content, and complete. He lowers me to the bed then lies down beside me. We kiss. Soft, gentle kisses of spent passion. Lying on his arm, his lips against mine, I drift off to the best sleep of my life.

  CHAPTER TEN

  I’m dreaming. I know it’s a dream mostly because I’m standing in a desert. The hot sun beats down from high above and as I raise a hand to shield my eyes my skin is golden brown, unlike my normal paleness. A breeze blows as I walk towards the pyramids being built in the distance. A skiff floats across the sky carrying a massive stone and lifting it into place. I nod and smile. The project’s almost finished. The Invaders are coming but I think we’ll be done in time.

  “It’s going to be close,” Vintares says walking up beside me.

  I turn towards him and rest my hand on his hard chest. My finger tips tingle where I make contact with his skin. He has his suit unzipped part way leaving his chest exposed. He’s staring at the project before us and the lines on his face clearly show he’s worried.

  “Relax my love,” I say.

  “They’ve already passed the outer boundary,” he says grimacing. “This is not the time to relax.”

  Workers move up and down the pyramid as a fleet of skiffs floats into view hauling more stones from the quarry. A flash in the sky catches my attention and I look up just in time to see a bright white light then the sky turns red, orange, white, then back to blue. Screams echo and two of the skiffs collide with a resounding crash.

  “No!” Vintares cries out.

  Something falls from the sky trailing smoke. It’s a fiery red coming closer fast. People are screaming in the city then all at once silence falls. No one makes a sound as everyone looks up and the sky turns dark. A massive ship hangs in the sky. It’s the biggest one I’ve ever seen. It has to be miles across and I know this is it. The Invaders are here, somehow they arrived faster than we anticipated.

  The first explosion rocks the ground and I struggle to remain upright. The sand shifts under my feet as the shock-wave rolls over us and I can’t stay upright. Vintares’ alien body is designed for a much higher gravity than Earth so he is able to keep his feet. He grabs me from the ground and starts running while holding me around my waist and carrying me.

  “We have to activate the platforms!” he yells to be heard over the explosions.

  Another bomb hits and everything flashes white again. There’s a long moment of silence that seems to stretch on forever then I scream…

  I sit straight up in bed still screaming.

  “Shhh,” Vin makes soothing noises as he wraps his strong arms around me.

  I turn into his chest and sob. It was so real. I’ve never had a dream that felt like that. I knew it was a dream from the moment it started but then it didn’t feel like a dream. My arms are burning still even though I’m awake. I pull back from his chest and looking at my limbs. They’re flushed red like I was sunburned.

  “What the hell?” I ask.

  Vin takes my arms, one in each of his hands, and looks closely. The flush fades leaving behind only a mild itch. I shake my head, confused and scared. A tingling sensation runs out along my limbs then the itch is gone.

  “I do not know,” he says. “But we need to dress and move. We must find the cave.”

  “Cave, right, the control panel,” I say orienting myself out of my dream world and back to this one.

  This world has taken on more than a bit of a dream-like quality. I’m with an alien, or a crazy man who thinks he’s an alien but if he’s crazy he’s a high-tech kind of crazy. As well as sexy, gorgeous, and an amazing lover with muscles in places I didn’t know a man could have muscles. Those lips, so soft and supple and surprisingly gentle when he kisses. Well, crazy or not I’m in for the ride. Maybe that means I’m crazy too. If so, then so be it.

  I get up and start pulling my clothes on. Vin slides his legs into his suit and then it somehow pulls itself up, threads onto his arms and seals itself while he stands. My mouth drops open watching it happen. Vin is apparent
ly distracted in his own thoughts and doesn’t pay any attention. I knew I saw that thing climbing him before but damn if that doesn’t put a point in the not crazy column!

  “Please hurry,” he says, holding his arm up and tapping at it.

  “What is it you’re doing when you do that?” I ask.

  “Built in communication device, short range scanners, it’s similar to your cell phones but more advanced. You’re not quite there yet.”

  “You know about cell phones? Do you live on Earth? How do you keep up? How have you remained hidden so long from the government?”

  “I do, no, we gather reports, and because we haven’t set foot on the planet in a very long time.”

  I have to think through my questions and mentally check them off before I realize he did answer all of them. I slide my bra onto my arms and shift it into place then look over at him.

  “Would you mind?” I ask.

  He stares at me obviously lost so I motion my arms around nodding down at my bra. He continues staring while I hold the straps behind my back. I wave them at him and he comes over then bends at his waist and leans in close. I can feel his breath on my skin but still he’s not taking the straps and hooking them.

  “I’m not certain what you need me to do,” he says at last.

  “Seriously? All your high tech and you’re defeated by women’s undergarments?”

  “I don’t understand your sarcasm,” he says standing up straight.

  “It’s fine,” I laugh. “It’s just, well you’re so advanced with all this super high tech stuff and yet a bra which most boys learn as teenagers and you’re lost. I thought it was ironic.”

  “Well, I suppose you are correct,” he says smiling.

  I hook my own bra then pull my shirt on. I sit down on the edge of the bed to put on my shoes. Vin looks up from his arm and frowns.