by Gayle Keo
“I will not get your pregnant,” he said. “You are safe with me.”
She felt safe; Julie felt like this was where she was supposed to be. In the non-fiction section of her empty library. Cyrus stood to remove the jeans and she saw the length of him, the girth, for the most part it looked like a normal human penis except just as white as him.
“I will try not to hurt you,” he said as he lay on top of her, barely pushing himself inside her tight walls. It was an unreal feeling, it didn’t hurt, it felt like his skin was trying to massage every pleasure muscle she had down there. The further he went the better it felt until he reached the end of her and let himself rest there for a while, breathing heavily. He was using so much control over her. Julie grabbed his face and turned it to kiss her, let their mouth meld together as he began to slowly move in and out of her.
She lost all control over her body, it moving to meet his thrusts. Julie wanted him sheathed inside her forever, and let out small pleas when he would pull out. He began to pick a faster rhythm and her legs wound around his hips.
“Julie,” he whispered her name, it sounded like a song beneath her skin. Lovely, each note, punctuated by each thrust of his hips. He was going faster and she didn’t realize she was crying out his name until the orgasm hit her again and filled her up with his seed. His seed was fire inside her but it didn’t burn, it felt good.
It felt right.
*****
They cleaned each other off as best they could in the tiny bathroom. Cyrus could not keep from touching her and Julie did not mind it. He would press his lips to whatever exposed skin was there before pulling back and trying to dress himself now with a ripped shirt.
“You’re an addiction, Julie,” he said. She felt much the same about him and was feeling braver with moving forward to kiss him.
“No, no we have to stop. We need food and the library needs to be cleaned up,” Julie said. Cyrus sighed but stepped away from her. He began moving at a much quicker speed then she could follow putting all the fallen books away. Julie just sat down and watched him work. Her body feeling more satisfied then it ever had.
When he was done, he scooped her up and held her against his bare chest, walking towards the door. Julie thought it would take all day to clean up the library but he was apparently using the books as a way to seduce her. She was okay with that as he carried her out to the car and put her in the driver’s seat as if she were a princess.
“I did not hurt you?” He asked once he was buckled in.
“No, it was… beyond what I had ever dreamed sex to be.”
He smiled at that. He kept a hand on her leg as she drove, tugging up the hem of her skirt. Julie had to tell him to stop because she needed to concentrate on driving.
“My apologies, I just, I want to concentrate on you.” The way he said it made things contract in her lower area.
They got to the apartment and he had her in his arms again, almost running to where the bedroom was. Julie laughed and he kissed her, throwing her on the bed and tugging off his shirt when suddenly the bed began to shake. The walls began to shake and they could hear the books falling over. Cleopatra let out a hiss and was suddenly on the bed with them. Cyrus stood very still and stepped away from Julie who was trying to sit up herself.
He walked out of the bedroom and she followed him, shocked to see what she supposed was another Sion. This one was shaved bald, had the same eyes as Cyrus, and was much bulkier. He wore a suit of red and in his hand a long blade that she had never seen before. It was black and worked like the tattoos did, in fact it seemed like this Sion’s tattoos were fueling the blade as if it were just an extra appendage with a handle.
The other yelled something at Cyrus in the language she could not understand. The language sounded like singing from Cyrus but like nails on a chalkboard from this one.
“Kraekel,” Cyrus said.
Fear jumped into Julie’s heart as she stood there behind Cyrus. Cleopatra jumped out in front of both of them and hissed at the stranger. Kraekel movements were faster than Julie’s eyes could follow but he kicked Cleopatra into a shelf that had not fallen. She heard a loud thud, a crunch, and her cat lay on the ground completely still. Julie began to collapse to the floor as tears welled up in her eyes. She wanted to crawl to her cat but Cyrus kept her from doing so.
Suddenly he pulled a similar blade from his chest and yelled out in the same language, moving to be sure to keep Julie safe. Kraekel slashed at him and he jumped back, his feet no longer touching the ground completely. What felt like reason was pouring through his lips but there was rage there as well. Julie could feel his rage pouring over her skin and it was suffocating.
Kraekel was laughing, pointing a sword towards Julie, then switched his tongue so that she could hear him.
“When you’re dead I will destroy her, I’ll be sure to take all the pleasure you have given her away, I will be sure that no one remembers anything of you but terror,” Kraekel said then lunged at Cyrus again.
Julies apartment was small and she saw all her books being slashed in half. Cyrus met some of Kraekel’s blows. He looked once to see that Julie was sobbing and Kraekel’s blade caught him against his arm and he stumbled. Kraekel began to move towards her and Cyrus seemed to fly at him, his sword stabbing through the other’s shoulder before coming back. It was not a finishing blow, it only made Kraekel’s attention go back to Cyrus. Their swords met and power blasted around them. Julie had to duck down because she felt the scoring heat. It burned her exposed flesh like a really bad sunburn.
Cyrus began to fight with more rage, which the other laughed at. They were evenly matched Kraekel kicked Cyrus in the face and he stumbled back, he went forward to shove his blade into where Julie assumed Cyrus’ heart was only to have his head cleanly swiped off by Cyrus’ blade. It flew and sat on her couch with a nasty scowl on it, staring blankly at her. Julie couldn’t move, she was frozen in fear. She wanted to throw-up. Cyrus walked over to her and she inched away, he dropped the sword and fell to the ground.
“I swore I would never cause you pain, but I have, I am now king and will leave. Just give me the order Julie, and I will be out of your life forever.”
*****
Julie couldn’t keep in her sobs, she couldn’t even think straight. She went to her cat that lay dead on a pile of destroyed books. Cleopatra was stiff in her arms but she hugged her close. Cyrus stayed head bowed unmoving waiting for her to speak. The cat had been her whole life—the only thing that made her happy in this stupid town and now she was gone. Nothing was there. She had tried to protect them as best she could but was nothing compared to an alien prince who had wreaked havoc on her tiny apartment. Her world had just collapsed and she rocked back and forth with the cat.
“Make the pain stop, Cyrus,” she sobbed. “Just make all this pain stop.”
He stood up from his crouched position and the blade disappeared. Cyrus took her up in his arms, taking the cat away from her and taking her back to her bedroom. She felt the healing cocoon embrace her singed skin and she looked up to his face which was equally pained.
“Let me share it,” he said. He bent down and kissed her slowly, something happened and it felt like he was sucking the emotions from her. They were still there, they still hurt, but suddenly she saw tears streaming down his cheeks. He hugged her to him then and rocked her back and forth.
“Oh Julie, I’ve destroyed your entire life,” he said. He started to kiss her skin then. With each kiss it was like he was drawing some of the pain away, not all of it, but it was numbing it. It was helping her think, but she didn’t want to think she wanted to feel—to feel anything but the agony of losing everything.
He undressed her before undressing himself. She didn’t have time to think before he slammed into her sex, there was no foreplay. It hurt but it hurt in a nice way. It distracted her from everything else. He picked her up off the bed and pinned her back against the wall, kissing her, thrusting up into her. Making the pain a pleasu
rable thing. He was all fire, there to burn away the damage. Julie scratched at his back as she let out her cries, each one punctuated by a well-placed thrust. He sheathed himself deeper inside her this way and she held on. Cyrus bit her neck and she let out a gasp as he fed on her pain, pumping her full of pleasure until they were both spent. He shot up into her and collapsed with her on the bed.
Cyrus pulled out of her and stroked her hair, calming her. She didn’t have tears anymore. The pain was still there but it was not like she was drowning in it, he had taken much of that into himself and she could see the tears still streaming from his eyes.
“I have nothing, Cyrus,” she whispered rolling onto her back to look up at him.
“You can have me,” he said bending down to kiss the trail marks of tears that had fallen on her cheeks. “I can’t bring Cleopatra back; I can’t fix your books or wipe my brother’s memory from this place. But I can take you away from it.”
“Away?”
“To Sion, where we have little sun, and I will teach you the language, but I don’t want to lose you Julie. I don’t want to be the cause of anymore pain, I want to make up for that pain, but we both know I can’t stay here.”
It was too much for her to think of, to many emotions rocking her body at the same time. Leave Earth for another place? But he was right; all that she loved had been destroyed in the battle. She had nothing but Cyrus who had taken her pain into himself so she could breathe again.
“You fell in love with me,” she said.
“When I first grabbed your ankle, when I saw you fall. When you stripped so you could save me, when you dragged me to your car. I had never felt so much kindness and loneliness in one person. I knew there was a battle I had to fight but I couldn’t leave you, it was foolish of me, I didn’t think he would find me so quickly. Julie, I’m sorry.”
The tears were not stopping and now Julie wanted to make them stop. She moved forward and pressed her lips to his, they melded together. He had fallen in love with her, and she knew she had fallen in love with him but didn’t want to admit. She didn’t want to have to deal with another heartbreak.
“The only way you could hurt me more is to leave me,” she said.
“Then we go. I cannot bring back Cleopatra but I will find you a new cat to own you, if you require them.” He stood from the bed and found a suitcase to pack away all her clothes.
Julie just watched him do it, with such determination. He did not want her to leave his side and she did not want to leave his. She would be alien in this Sion place, it would be different, perhaps terrifying, but he had promised to fill her days with pleasure and to take away the pain.
There was nothing left for her in this town. She was being given the chance to travel to places outside of Earth. The only people who would know she was gone and mourn her loss were her parents, but Cyrus gave her the time to write her good-byes to them.
“It will make you feel a bit dizzy,” he said as he wrapped his arms around her. She noted that he threw some of her undamaged books into the bag. Cyrus pushed her close and stared down at her.
“Things are always dizzying with you,” she said.
Cyrus pressed his lips to hers, she felt the world move around them, and then they were gone.
THE END
Another bonus story is on the next page.
Bonus Story 29 of 36
Going Full Circle
“Don’t tell me that you are going to the game after work?” Amanda asked Shirley as they shut down their computers.
“Yes I am, and I think that you too should come and see what it’s like out there. There are so many hot men that you can choose from, just as long as you don’t choose my Andre,” Shirley said to her workmate and best friend. “What do you plan to do all afternoon anyway, and it is a Saturday?”
“To tell you the truth, I don’t really have anything to do and so I think I might as well tag along with you so that I can see this guy that you are so obsessed about,” Amanda replied.
“Now that’s my girl, I hope that you will finally understand why I am so obsessed with football,” Shirley said, pleased that she would have company today, since she usually went alone and at times it could get quite boring.
Shirley Baine had been attending football games faithfully for a couple of months, and the main reason was because she had a very mad crush on the one of the rookies, Andre Walters. He was a tall handsome blonde with broad shoulders. From the physique of his body, she had pictured in her mind how he looked a million times. He had the sort of body that every girl dreamed of, and to top it off, he was also the best player for the Rockets, the leading NFL team of the season. She knew that he might never even set his eyes on her, but at least she could dream about him after watching him play. She had ventured many times to the locker rooms, but the security detail there was usually too strong to penetrate and she had given up.
“I think I'll just do it out of curiosity because I don’t really understand how you could have a crush on a guy that does not even know you exist. You are a very sexy woman and maybe it is about time that you thought of getting yourself a boyfriend that you can actually get,” Amanda said as they began making their way out of the office.
“I don’t think that you will ever understand what I feel, and hey, stop talking as if I will never get him, because now more than ever, you have given me the drive to gun for him,” Shirley said adamantly as Amanda laughed.
“You are a crazy woman, Shirley, but even then, I still love you,” Amanda said as they got out of the building, standing on a pavement to wait for a cab.
“Well, if you are my best friend then I suppose that you, too, are crazy,” Shirley said, waving a cab to a stop before they both got in.
Shirley was, as usual, dressed in her sexiest clothes. She had on a pair of skin tight jeans that showed off her shapely figure, and a T-shirt that covered her down to her waist. She was wearing sneakers and sun glasses, and she had her handbag with her. Her friend, Amanda on the other hand, was wearing a sexy dress that hugged her body, showing off her assets, and it came down to midway down her thighs. She had on a pair of heels that made her butt stand out in a good way.
Both of the women were in their early twenties, and they had met when they began working together at a law firm, where they both happened to be budding lawyers. They had instantly clicked and bonded, becoming the best of friends within no time. They shared the same interests in most things, including their type of men.
“Think we should grab a bite before we get to the stadium?” Amanda asked.
“No, there won't be need for that because there are several food courts there,” Shirley could already feel the excitement of the game starting to overwhelm her.
“So, how did you create such an interest in football, anyway?” Amanda asked as Shirley tucked a loose blonde lock behind her ear.
“Danny, my brother, he was a football fanatic when we were in school. Being my only sibling, I always went with him to games or to watch him when he was playing,” Shirley said, remembering the good old days.
“You don’t say,” Amanda said, her eyes widening slyly. “Then that means that he must have one of those awesome looking bodies. When are you going to introduce me to him?”
“Shirley, what has gotten into your head, he is my brother and it would feel very awkward if he started dating my best friend,” Shirley said, punching her best friend playfully in the side.
They went the rest of the way in silence with Shirley thinking about her dream man. Andre was the only other man that she had such a mad crush on other than her childhood crush, Nate Brinks. Nate had been a few grades ahead of her in school and had been a friend of her brother’s. Whenever she saw him, she would feel her blood boiling within, something within her stirring.
When they had gone to high school, Nate had become even more handsome and all the girls in school seemed to have a crush on him. He probably did not take notice of Shirley because her body took long to develop. Her breas
ts did not grow as quickly as the other girls, and her figure also did not pan out as quickly as she would have liked. As soon as he had graduated from high school, he had joined military school and she had not seen him for quite some time now.
To get her thoughts off him, she had put her sights on Andre even though they had never met. If she could get her brother Danny to introduce them, she would never look back again.
“You know what,” she said to Amanda, “I just got an idea.”
“Okay, what is your crazy idea this time,” Amanda asked.
“What if I call Danny and ask him to come to the game, since he is around. That way, he could introduce me to Andre-”
“While you introduce me to him. I think that is the brightest thing that you have thought of in your life,” Amanda brightened up.
Before Amanda could finish talking, Shirley had whipped out her cell phone and was dialing her brothers number.
“Hey sis,” he said lazily on the other side of the line.
“Hi Danny. What are you doing? I was thinking that maybe you would like to join my best friend and me at today’s football game,” she said, her heart pounding hard.
“Well, right now I am a little held up, but I know that there will be a party held for the players later on. Maybe we could hang out together then. Is your friend hot because I could really use a bang tonight?”
“Danny, you are such a nut. Anyway, we will see you at the party then. Remember, you are the one that is going to give us access,” she said to him.
“Sure, I'll see you guys then,” he said, hanging up the call.
“Well, what did he say, I heard you mentioning something about a party,” Amanda asked quickly.
