by Amber Stuart
“You are safe now,” he said to her through the communications device in their suits.
“How did you do that?” she asked.
“Do what?”
“Survive in space without a spacesuit?”
“The Draconians are not as sensitive to the pressures of space as humans, particularly in dragon form.”
“Let’s get the hell out of here,” she said breathlessly.
She followed him to his ship, and he helped her inside. The sound of his dragon scraped his brain, still fighting for dominance and control. The redesign of the apartment was not the only surprise in store for her when they got back to the command ship.
He helped strap her into the passenger seat and sat at the helm himself. As he maneuvered the ship back into space, he examined the crashed Mulgor craft.
“How did that ship crash?” he asked her. The Mulgor were excellent pilots and their technology rivaled the Draconians’.
“I shot one of his laser beams with my laser pistol. It smashed back into the ship, causing it to crash.”
“You were able to hit one of the lasers?” That seemed impossible for a human.
“Yes. It was a lot like tennis,” she said.
“Tennis is one of your sports?” he asked.
“I’ve been playing tennis since I was a kid. I had no idea I would actually be able to hit the laser and make it change direction. I was just going on instinct,” she said.
“We recently upgraded our own lasers. Your instinct has revealed a new weapon against the Mulgor.”
They made it back to the ship and landed in the docking bay. When they were safely out of the ship, he helped her out of her spacesuit. They walked down the hallway to their apartment entrance.
“I left all my new clothes back on the crashed transport vessel,” she said, disappointed. “I just wasted the entire day.”
“I will have someone retrieve your things. Believe me, the day was not a waste. Not after what you discovered.”
He opened the door to their apartment and Indigo stepped inside, gasping at the new accommodations. The apartment was completely redesigned in a fashion human women were accustomed to. Vlosh had been told these were the finest things possible. He’d had them imported from Earth while she was away. If he had not been so distracted with the redesign of the apartment and the skirmish with the Mulgor, he would have paid closer attention to her transport from the mating armada.
He still felt the panic at the prospect of losing her. He would never let her out of his sight again. If she needed to go shopping in the brides’ district on the mating armada, he would accompany her and watch her try on her human clothing.
The war with the Mulgor was a pressing matter, but nothing could be more important tha the safety of his bride. He had been slow in understanding that at first, but the more time he spent with her, the more apparent it became that she was the first and the last in his mind and heart. She was his greatest priority and his greatest joy.
“You did this all while I was gone?” she said with amazement in her voice, turning around in the room to take it all in. “You even installed a kitchen.” She walked into the food preparation room and ran her hand over the counters.
“Nothing but the best for my bride,” he said in a low tone.
“This is amazing, Vlosh,” she said, coming back towards him to throw her arms around his waist.
“I need you more than ever,” he said in a low growl. The pressure of his dragon was becoming more unbearable with each passing second. The threat of losing her had accelerated the intensity of his mating impulse. He couldn’t wait much longer, even if her body was unready for him.
He was determined not to hurt her. They had a great deal of work to do. He lifted her up off her feet and carried her to the bed. She looked up at him with the most trusting eyes. It made him instantly hard.
“I’m ready,” she whispered. But he knew she wasn’t ready for what he needed from her.
He retracted both of their spacesuits and looked down at her naked form, her legs spread and quivering with desire and anticipation.
“You will be,” he said, his cock painfully hard from the sight of her tight nipples.
He leaned over her and began to lick her skin, flicking his tongue over her swollen breasts and firm nipples. He could taste his seed still on her body and smell the scent of her own arousal.
His fingers found her wet opening. She was gushing for him in a way she had not before. His pheromones were certainly beginning to work on her.
Vlosh pressed his fingers inside her as he gripped his own cock. Indigo looked up at him with her eyes wide. She moaned as he ran his fingers in and out of her soft, wet cunt. She felt so good on his fingers, he wanted to drive his cock inside of her and fuck her with abandon. He knew he could not. The little, tiny human female was not ready for his girth and length.
He would find his relief, however. He would give pleasure to her in the process as well. Vlosh pressed his thick thumb to her clit as he moved his long fingers in and out of her. Indigo groaned and threw her head back. He loved to see her like this, enraptured by the pleasure he gave her.
He pumped his cock in his hand, so close to release just from the sight of her. The smell of her sweet cunt filled his nostrils and he wanted to taste her.
With a growl, he leaned down and lapped up the abundant juices flowing from inside her. She tasted like ambrosia, the food of the gods. Nothing he’d ever tasted in his life was as good as the flavor of his mate’s pussy.
Indigo writhed under him, her legs quivering as he licked her pussy clean. He darted his long, thick tongue in and out of her opening and ran it up her bud. She clenched her legs around his head, gripping his hair in her tiny hands. She screamed and her pussy contracted under his tongue.
He’d brought her to climax. The satisfaction of it could not be equaled. His dragon roared for his own release, the force of it nearly exploding inside his mind.
He growled and turned the little female over on her hands and knees. He could smell her so strongly as her ass tilted up toward him. Her sex throbbed, open and wet. Resisting the uncontrollable need to thrust himself inside her tight opening, he rubbed his shaft over her wet softness, holding her hips with both hands.
Indigo continued to pant and moan as he moved her up and down over his cock. The feel of her contracting pussy on his painfully hard shaft was like a balm from heaven. The sight of her curvy little form under him was all too much.
Moving her up and down by the hips, over his cock, he exploded over her ass. White seed pumped out of his cock and sprayed on her dark skin. Indigo kept moaning with pleasure, her pussy twitching the whole time.
He groaned at the sight of his semen dripping over her ass. When he pulled away, it seeped down the crevice between her ass cheeks and over her pussy. He growled and pushed the semen into her body with his fingers.
She groaned again, moving against him as he pumped the semen inside of her. He wanted her to open for his cock, but he wanted her to become swollen with his child even more.
He angled his fingers down to caress the spot inside her that would make her climax again. Indigo leaned her head down and thrust her hips back toward him, trying to take more of his fingers with his every thrust.
She kept calling out to God as he thrust into her and pressed her g-spot. His semen slid over her skin and he used his other hand to rub it into her ass and back. It was the most erotic thing he could imagine, and he’d spent a lifetime imagining what he might do with a mate of his own.
Indigo went silent and then let out a strangled moan as her body contracted on his fingers again. Her entire body quaked and quivered as she climaxed. She fell forward. Moving away from his hands, she writhed on the bed with the cutest little moans.
“Why don’t you fuck me?” she asked, panting.
“Your little cunt cannot take me yet,” he growled. Resisting the urge was a torture he would not be
able to endure much longer.
“But I want to,” she said. She got up on her knees and faced him. She was so small. So fragile. He wanted only to protect her, even from himself.
“You don’t know what you are saying.”
“You’re right. You’re cock is huge. Jesus.” She blinked as she looked at his already hardening cock. “But it works for the other girls. I don’t see why it wouldn’t work for me.”
“You still need time. I can tell your pussy is not ready to open to me.”
“How will you know?”
“By your scent.”
“Is my vagina going to get bigger or something?”
“It will simply become more accommodating.”
“I know how important you are to the Earth and to the Draconians. I don’t want to be the reason we lose this war.”
“Worry not, little mate. You are not the cause of any disturbances. It was my own stubborn resistance to my inner dragon that caused the delay. I should have gone for you the second I learned of your existence.”
“How much longer will it take for me to be ready?”
“Perhaps a day.”
“Can you wait that long?”
“I must. There is no other way.”
Chapter Fourteen
“I really need to bathe now,” Indigo said, rolling out of the bed. “You can come with me and give me more of those pheromones you keep talking about.” She had been come on twice today, crash landed on the moon, and shot down a Mulgor fighter jet. She seriously needed a bath.
“It would be my pleasure,” Vlosh said, following her to the bathroom.
The bathroom had been redesigned, too. The Draconian tub was still there but a shower had been installed as well as a normal, human throne. There were counters and mirrors and marble tile like an upscale spa or hotel.
“Wow. This is gorgeous. I think this is my favorite room in the apartment so far.”
“I’m glad you approve.” He leaned down and kissed the back of her shoulder.
“Let’s take a shower,” she said, moving toward the huge, walk-in shower with rainwater faucets high overhead. She stepped in and turned on the water, and it sprayed down at just the right temperature. She let out a little moan of pleasure and stepped inside.
The water drizzled over her skin. It felt so incredibly good after the day she’d had. Vlosh followed her into the shower and stood with her under the big faucet that dripped rainwater over their sweaty skin.
She picked up a bottle and smelled the contents. It was floral and musky at the same time.
“What is this?” she asked, squirting some into her hands.
“It is an all-purpose cleaning agent used in the mating process. It is an aphrodisiac,” he said in a low growl.
“An aphrodisiac, huh?” she said, giggling.
She rubbed the soapy oil over his chest, running her hands over his tantalizingly hard muscles.
“You are so sexy,” she said, purring. “I can’t believe how lucky I am to have a man like you.”
“It is I who am lucky,” he whispered as her hands moved further down his abdomen. She took his penis in her hands and began to stroke him. He growled and picked up the bottle she’d set on the side of the shower. He squirted some into his own hands and began to rub it into her hair and over her breasts.
“What a pleasure it is to wash my mate,” he said.
He squeezed her breasts, running his thumbs over her nipples. She moaned and continued to move her hand over the rigid length of his shaft. Vlosh worked the soap through her hair and let the water rinse it the rest of the way out.
His hands moved down over her behind, rubbing and squeezing the round globes of her ass. His fingers dipped between her cheeks as he leaned over her. He rubbed his hand between her legs, washing her there.
The sensation of his hand on her pussy with the aphrodisiac soap sent a tingle of excitement through her core. A naughty thought entered her mind. Vlosh had been so giving in the sex department that she wanted to give him a taste as well.
There was a stool at the edge of the shower where the water still sprayed from different directions. She took his hand and led him over to the stool where she knelt down. Vlosh was so tall, if she’d knelt on the ground under him he would have towered above her.
Kneeling on the stool, his cock was right at the level of her face. She grasped him with her hands and began to caress his shaft.
“What are you doing, my mate?” he asked, his voice gravely with desire.
“Giving you pleasure,” she breathed. “I’m not a greedy lover.”
“There is no need for such things,” he said, but the words caught in this throat when she ran her tongue up the length of his shaft.
He growled and leaned forward, bracing himself with both hands against the tile wall.
“Where did you learn such a thing?” he stuttered.
She didn’t respond. Indigo held the base of his cock firmly in one hand and moved her tongue up and down his long, thick shaft.
Her mouth came to the top, and she sucked his wide girth into her mouth. There was no way she could fit all of him in her mouth. Her jaw was already stretched wide, just taking in the head of his cock.
She could taste his pre-come on her tongue and moaned at the flavor of him. Determined to taste more of the salty-sweetness of his seed, she moved her hand vigorously up and down his shaft, keeping him inside her mouth.
Her tongue played over his head, circling around and over his sensitive flesh. He ran one hand through her hair, groaning.
“I can’t hold back much longer,” he growled.
That was pretty much the idea. Indigo put her other hand around his shaft, using both to move up and down in a quickening rhythm she knew would drive him mad.
She sucked at the head of his cock, moving her hands over him the way she wanted him to fuck her.
His impossibly large penis drew wider between her palms and nearly suffocated her with its size. She barely had the entire head in her mouth and the width was almost too much for her.
He growled and gripped her hair. She could feel the tension in his muscles as he held back his instinct to thrust hard into her face. She gushed her own arousal and squeezed her legs together in excitement.
With every passing second, the feel of Vlosh’s cock in her hands and mouth only encouraged her to stroke him harder and faster.
He roared over her, trying to move away. She held fast, pumping him with her little hands.
“I will spill in your mouth,” he groaned.
In response she sucked harder. He relented to her control and moaned with his release. It shot at the back of her throat in a forceful explosion.
She pumped several more times, sucking the last of his seed from inside him. It tasted so good. It made her so wet to have made him come in her mouth.
With a final kiss on the head of his cock, she let him go, panting. She had nearly come herself from the arousal. She could feel her pussy throbbing, ready to take him.
Was this her body growing able to accommodate his size? She leaned back against the cool shower tile and looked up into his onyx colored eyes.
He gazed down at her as if he’d just learned the meaning of life and the wisdom of the ages.
Indigo smiled up at him. She finally felt like she was an equal partner in all this. From the beginning, Vlosh had taken control of the whole situation.
Now, she’d shown him something he’d never even dreamed of. Excitement and pride welled in her chest, and she giggled as she watched his chest heave with his heavy breaths.
“Where did you learn to do that?” he asked again, finally sitting next to her on the bench, spent.
“It’s a typical human mating practice.”
“Human males get this often?” he asked, shocked.
“Probably not as often as they’d like, but yeah.” She giggled again. She’d done it a few times with her ex-boyfriend, but i
t had never been anywhere close as hot as this.
“Human males are so lucky. They have women and this mouth sex.” He shook his head as he pondered it.
“Maybe, but they don’t have everything.”
“No?”
“For one thing, human men aren’t nearly as sexy as you. They certainly aren’t as well endowed.”
“They also don’t have you,” he said, leaning over to kiss her forehead.
“That’s for damn sure,” she said, leaning over the throw her arms around him. She leaned her head against his chest with the warm water spraying their naked skin.
A beep sounded through the bathroom, startling Indigo and making Vlosh grimace.
“What is that?” she asked as he began to pull away. She didn’t let go, and he stayed sitting beside her.
“I’m being hailed from the bridge. I have to go.”
Chapter Fifteen
Vlosh hurried to the bridge, angry that he’d been called away from his mate. The time he’d spent with her had quieted his dragon from a high alert emergency to a state of enraged agitation.
“What is it?” he growled at his officers.
“Sir, the Mulgor have launched an attack on Earth,” his first mate said.
“They made it through our fighter jets.”
“They’ve launched heavy missiles from the mothership. They will make impact with the planet in less than fifteen minutes.”
“Launch fighter jets. Take down that missile,” Vlosh commanded.
Damn.
He’d been distracted with his mating impulse and had left the planet undefended. The human population of the planet below would pay for his weakness. Vlosh had never been a man who shirked his duty. No matter how much he was coming to adore his human mate, he had to protect the Earth for the continued survival of his own race. Not to mention the survival of humanity.
