Barbarian: A Science Fiction Alien Romance (Alien Barbarians of Zandipor Book 1)

by Kim Fox

  I shake my head and he tosses the dead snake away. He climbs up to his massive feet and with one giant step he’s in front of me with his strong hands on me, turning me around.

  “Whoa, okay,” I say as he bends me over. “You really like that tattoo, don’t you? Well, you’re the only one.”

  He traces his hand on it and I can hear his heart pounding away in his chest. What is it with him and that freaking tattoo?

  He releases me and darts to the exit, waving for me to follow him. There’s a quiver in my stomach as I just stand there like a dope, tightening my hands into fists and then loosening them. There’s freaking dinosaurs out there and rocks falling from the sky. So naturally, I want to stay in here.

  Makes sense doesn’t it?

  Well, not to Psycho Smurf. He comes rushing back in, grabs my wrist with an overenthusiastic grip and yanks me out. I could fight his pulling but I kind of like having my arm in my socket so I just go along with him.

  The colors outside are shocking. They’re so bright and vibrant that they hurt my eyes until they adjust to the extreme hues. The tree beside me has purple and yellow leaves. I feel like I’ve been transported into a Doctor Seuss book.

  We walk for a few minutes and my stomach is really starting to grumble. It’s so loud that he turns around. “Sorry,” I say, stepping back with an embarrassed hand on my stomach. “I still haven’t received my pancakes.”

  He turns to the bright orange bush that is next to us and he pulls off a big round thing that would look like a rock if it didn’t have tiny orange hairs on it. He slams it onto his knee with a grunt and it cracks open. The inside looks like a purple watermelon. He hands it to me with a grunt.

  I lick my lips as I take it from him and then I nearly drop it. I wasn’t expecting it to be as heavy as a bowling bowl, and just as hard. This guy cracked it open on his knee. Talk about power.

  “Fuck it,” I whisper as I close my eyes and take a bite. Oh my God. It tastes like a fruit salad on steroids. I don’t even waste time taking a breath before I dive back in, eating and slurping it up. When I’m finished I’m gulping in breaths of air, trying to catch my breath, and my face and chest is covered in its sweet juices. Who needs pancakes when I got this? He offers me the other half and I have to reluctantly turn it down. I’m stuffed.

  I continue following him and now that my stomach is full, my mind starts to wander. I wonder if Rolanda and Mandy are okay. I want to shout out their names but I remember the T-Rex from yesterday and decide to keep my mouth shut instead.

  I want to get Turic to help me look for them but I don’t even know where to start looking.

  So, I just follow him, watching his enormous back muscles ripple as he walks and gazing at his hot tight ass when the wind picks up every few minutes and blows his loincloth to the side.

  He was scary at first but I’m really glad that I have him with me. He’s starting to grow on me.

  I stay near him but not too near. I’m still not convinced that he’s not going to eat me.

  Turic’s beautiful weak Saku is singing in her magical language. The wondrous sound floods his soum with warmth.

  “I hate this fucking place.

  I’m in the middle of outer space.

  I’ve vanished without a trace.

  And everyone has a blue face.”

  Turic doesn’t understand what she’s saying but it’s beautiful and fills him with happiness. Turic can’t wait until we get to the village and he can show her off. Athrum will be so jealous.

  “I hate to hike. I hate to camp.

  Every muscle in my body has a cramp.

  This Super Smurf can’t stop touching my tramp stamp.

  At least he kills monsters like a champ.”

  The sound is pure magic. She’s the one alright. She’s the Saku. Destroyer of Dinosaurs and Slayer of Monsters.

  Her majestic singing is so beautiful that Turic has to stop and turn to admire it. Turic can’t walk with his soum thumping like this.

  “What is it?”

  Her gorgeous face and fragile body is as still as the bumpo tree.

  “Turic, you’re freaking me out. Why are you looking at me like that? Is there a freaking dinosaur behind me?”

  The sound of Turic’s name on her lips is like sweet nectar to his soum.

  “Oh, shit there’s a dinosaur behind me, isn’t there?”

  She takes a deep breath and turns around. Her tiny shoulders drop and she looks upset. Turic feels a pang in his soum. Why is his Saku upset?

  “Don’t do that shit. You’re going to give me a heart attack.”

  There’s a noise up ahead and Turic yanks out his bone dagger, ready to die for his Saku.

  “Okay, now that’s a freaking dinosaur,” she sings. “Let’s get the fuck out of here!”

  She is not scared in the least. She is a Saku and could kill this dinosaur with her cute little toe. But, it’s only a macrinom, an eater of leaves. He will not harm us.

  “Why are you walking forward?!? Let’s go this way! Turic! Turic!”

  Turic guides her forward and she looks at the harmless macrinom with fear and wonder. Why does she pretend to be afraid when she is the Slayer of Dinosaurs?

  Turic bites his lip until it hurts like the strike of a wicker. Who is Turic to question the ways of the Saku?

  Turic hurries the pace. We must get to Loupin, the village Shaman, by sunset.

  Ugh, this guy walks fast.

  The sun seems to be setting and he finds a little cave that I guess we’re going to be spending the night in. He seems agitated and nervous as we settle in. He keeps looking at the entrance to the cave and mumbling something. At first, I’m worried that there’s a dinosaur or something outside but I don’t think that’s it. His bone knife would be in his hand if there was any danger.

  “It’s okay,” I whisper, placing my hand on his thick forearm. “Relax.”

  He lets out a loud sigh as his body loosens, and he seems to be relaxing. It actually worked. Maybe I’m not as hopeless in everything as I thought I was.

  Turic unhooks a furry creature which looks like a mix between a rabbit and a kangaroo that he caught earlier. It was just hanging out in a tree and Turic grabbed it and snapped its neck. I felt bad at first but now I’m ready to skin it myself and eat it raw. I’m starving.

  I watch, taking notes as he prepares it with swift, skillful fingers. His face is twisted in concentration and I can’t help but stare. His turquoise eyes are so mesmerizing and I find myself getting lost in them more and more. Maybe it’s because he’s the only thing left in my life, or the fact that he’s so protective over me, or maybe it’s because he is overflowing with pure alpha masculinity, but I’m finding him really sexy.

  I see the way he looks at me with a heated gaze and his skin flushing a dark blue. At first, it unnerved me but now I like it. I crave it.

  I’ve always had a thing for big muscles and this guy has muscles galore. He’s powerful and capable and manly and sexy. I’ll admit it. This big blue alien is fucking hot.

  I try to speak with him while he cooks our furry dinner but it’s not really happening. The language barrier seems to be here to stay.

  For such a strong and powerful being, he is extremely gentle with me. His light touches and gentle strokes of his massive hand are not going unnoticed. It makes me feel delicate and feminine in a way that I never have before. For someone who doesn’t know the first thing about earthling women, he’s actually doing pretty well.

  This night is colder than last night and even though there’s a roaring fire in the cave, my body still shakes with chills. I could really use my shredded t-shirt. I really regret leaving it in the cave behind the waterfall.

  Turic sees me shiver and then disappears out of the cave. I hate it when he does that but I’m smiling when he comes back with a few large green leafs. They feel remarkably like blankets and they’re soft to touch and they keep me surprisingly warm.

  “Thanks, T,” I whisper as I ge
t comfortable under them.

  I watch him as he sharpens his knife made out of some kind of animal bone. I still haven’t seen any metal on the planet yet. I guess that means there’s no Cappuccino machines or televisions. They’re a few centuries away from that, at least.

  The constant swooshing of the rock on his blade is hypnotizing and with the warmth of the fire and leafy blankets, I’m quickly falling asleep.

  Turic leans in and kisses my forehead gently as I doze off to sleep.

  I wake up in the middle of the night freezing and feeling very alone. The fire is just a pile of ash and the leafy blankets which were soft and warm before are now stiff and cold like cardboard.

  Turic is sleeping heavily in front of me, looking like he doesn’t have a care in the world. I envy him. He seems so comfortable and at home in this wild unusual place.

  A cold chill shoots through my body as I hear a grunting sound outside followed by some shuffling. I dart over to Turic’s side in an instant. He’s half asleep as he pulls me down beside him and wraps his heavy muscular arm over me.

  It feels good to have his strong bicep warming me, protecting me. I’m so happy he’s here.

  I inch a little closer to him as his warm breath washes down on my bare shoulder. He’s so strong and capable and a part of me responds to his raw masculinity.

  My nerve endings stir and tingle with his touch and I’m starting to want more. The heat swirling in my stomach settles in between my legs and I want to be comforted by him in the most arousing way.

  Before I can tell myself to stop, I sway my ass slowly up and down against his cock. It hardens against me and a little whimper escapes my throat.

  The noise wakes him up and I can feel his heartbeat thumping harder through his massive chest as he realizes what’s going on.

  I turn around in his embrace and he slides his powerful hand to my lower back and pulls me in closer. He’s so strong and feeling a taste of his power just turns me on even more.

  His Caribbean blue eyes are sparkling as he looks down at me with hunger. I inhale his sweet rugged scent as I trace my hands up his hard abs. I’ve been wanting to do that since the first moment I saw him.

  He strokes his hand through my hair and whispers something soothing to me. This is just what I need. I need to be comforted. I need to be wanted. To feel like I still matter.

  Everything on this harsh planet wants to eat me, but not Turic. He just wants me.

  And the realization of that makes me want him back.

  My body is craving to be touched by him some more. I lick my lips as I reach up and slide my hands through his dark blue hair. It’s so silky and smooth, like a cloud. My hair must feel like straw in comparison.

  “Aghratee,” he whispers in a raspy voice. I don’t know what it means but it sounds sexy as hell.

  He is looking at my face like it’s the most beautiful thing that he’s ever seen. Nobody back home has ever looked at me like that.

  I like it.

  My chin has a mind of its own and it tilts up towards him. He tightens his comforting grip on my back and that’s enough for me to take the risk.

  I brush my lips over his and he lets out a deep moan that makes my pussy clench. I’m already so wet and we haven’t even gotten started.

  He opens his mouth and kisses me with a sweet gentleness that is a welcome surprise. His tongue caresses mine softly and I smile as I feel my whole mouth tingle. It’s a strange sensation but I like it. It feels like a vibrating hum on my tongue and it only gets stronger as he pulls away.

  I smile as I lick my tingling lips. It must be his saliva that’s doing it. I wonder how it would feel on my other body parts…

  The heat of his skin is like an oven on me and I press my body against his for more. His hard cock is pressed against my stomach and I should be moving away but my hand is sliding towards it.

  He’s my protector and has saved my life with his impressive skills. But now, it’s time to repay him and show him what skills I have.

  Turic’s large body tightens as I reach under his animal skin loincloth and slide my palm up the long shaft of his cock. The tight skin on his dick is bumpy and textured, like a ribbed for her pleasure condom.

  He lies on his back with a groan as I move his loincloth to the side. His cock is huge and I can barely wrap my hand around it. It’s by far the biggest dick I’ve ever seen and I have a feeling that Turic would be a famous porn star if he ever decided to move to earth.

  “Sassawee,” he groans as I grip it harder.

  “You like that?” I ask as I spit on my palm and use the saliva to stroke him up and down. He responds with a grin.

  His dick is a lighter blue than the rest of his body. It’s beautiful. Long, hard, smooth, and with just enough thickness to make me nervous to take it all in. But that’s not going to stop me from trying.

  “Want to see how earth girls use their mouths?” I ask, puckering my lips as I stroke him. My mouth is watering as I lean over and press my tongue flat against his shaft. He lets out a loud groan that echoes in the cave as I drag my tongue up his impressive length.

  “Sassawee,” he repeats. He’s as hard as the floor of the cave.

  “Yeah,” I say, smiling at him. “Sassawee is fucking right.”

  I take his cock in my mouth and swirl my tongue around the smooth skin at the base of his head. It’s been a while since I’ve done this and I forgot how good it feels to have a cock in my mouth.

  Turic groans as I take him in further, pressing down until my throat burns and my eyes water. Fuck, he’s big!

  I pull him out, nearly gagging on his dick as my pussy aches. He’s lying there watching me with his perfect body, jacked with muscles. He doesn’t have an ounce of body fat on him. Just pure, lean, alpha male muscle.

  He’s so hot. I want him in me, on me, but I want to show him what I can do first. I draw in a long breath as I open wider and let him in. The salty sweet taste of his pre-cum washes over my tongue and I moan as I drink it down.

  I leave no part of his dick untouched by my greedy mouth, licking him up and down as I suck. He hisses out a breath as I work him, massaging his dick with my hungry tongue. He whispers my name, “Avery,” and it drives me even further.

  The deep raspy sound of his voice hits my core like a stun gun and I suck him so hard until my lungs are burning from not stopping to take a breath. When it’s either breathe or pass out, I pull him out, clenching his dick with a firm grip while I catch my breath.

  Something odd catches my eye and I jerk my head back. There’s a golf ball-sized bump on his hard pelvis at the base of his cock which wasn’t there a minute ago. It’s not normally found on humans and I’m not quite sure what it is. My hand grazes against it while I’m jerking him off and I whip my hand away in surprise when it vibrates.

  What the hell? A blue dick I can handle but what is that weird vibrating thing for?

  Turic takes my hand and pulls it back to his pelvis, settling it on the strange bump. It vibrates like crazy and I pull my hand away feeling freaked out.

  “Just roll with it, Avery,” I say to myself as I turn back to his gorgeous blue cock. “Pretend it’s not there.”

  But Turic is getting up. He unties his loincloth and lets it fall to the floor. I gulp as he towers in front of me, seven feet of pure blue masculinity. His long cock is standing straight up and he holds it with a firm grip.

  My eyes must be the size of dinner plates. The sight is so erotic that I can’t pry my eyes off of his stunning body.

  “Thuruniman,” he says in a husky voice that sends a warm shiver cascading through my body. I don’t know what he says but he’s staring at my shorts.

  I’m not sure if he wants me to take them off but that’s what’s about to happen. I stand up, only coming up to his blue nipples and quickly unbutton my shorts. He strokes his massive dick as he watches me wiggle out of them, bringing my panties along for the ride.

  He groans as I step out of them and reach around to
the back of my bra. I unclasp it and let it slide down my arms, letting my breasts fall free.

  He’s already seen them but he’s staring at them with a new intensity. The look would be almost scary if it wasn’t so hot.

  Turic steps forward and scoops me up in his powerful arms. He has one arm under my knees and the other around my back. He holds me up to his chest and says something that makes my pussy even wetter. He lifts me up to his mouth and kisses me like I’ve never been kissed before. His lips are intoxicating, smothering me with need and lust. The strange tingling is back as he explores my mouth with his tongue. I can’t help but giggle. It feels so strange but surprisingly sexy at the same time.

  I trace my hands over his huge shoulder muscles as he kisses me deeper, making all of my worries go away. This is the first time that I’ve been happy since that moment in the movie theater and I completely give myself over to him, enjoying every moment.

  I might not have a lot of enjoyable moments from now on so I’m going to take full advantage of each one as they come up.

  A small whimper escapes my throat as he pulls his skilled lips away from mine. He lowers me to the cave floor and gently spreads my legs.

  He’s staring my pussy with utter amazement on his face. “Culip,” he whispers as he leans down for a taste.

  I grab his arms and try to pull him up. It’s like trying to move a mountain.

  He tilts his head as he looks at me curiously. “Just fuck me,” I moan. I’m way past foreplay. I just want his dick.

  I bite my tingling bottom lip as he climbs between my legs and positions himself over me. He’s so large. He could crush me with his weight.

  His granite arms are jacked and flexed as he holds his tremendous body up. I trace my fingers up the carved lines of his toned arms and moan. I’ve never felt muscles like these and my body is responding in a hungry way.

  I cry out loud as he sweeps his dick up my aching pussy. He grins. Cocky male.

  My whole body is tingling with the thought of having Turic inside of me and I shift my hips impatiently as I let out a frustrated moan.