Promised: A Sci-Fi Alien Romance (Rebels of Sidyth Book 3)

by Sabrina Kade

  I lick the cream. More cream comes.

  I lick the cream. More cream comes.

  It is a fabulous schedule and one I could quickly grow used to.

  “Oh God,” Ellis mutters. “You’re not a virgin. You’re lying to me,” she says as I continue my work.

  “Not lying.”

  Her voice continues to shake as I prod more between her folds. There is something there. A nub that reminds me of the seeds on her breasts, and I take it between my lips and suck on it until Ellis explodes.

  Warm rushes of her arousal explode into my mouth, and I’m so surprised I pull away to make sure I haven’t done anything wrong.

  But if this is wrong, then I don’t want to be right.

  That was fantastic. Better than any fight. Better than any lives lost, or blood caked in my fingernails. Ellis’ smoky juices erupting into my mouth was the best thing ever.

  I must try again.

  “No… no… oh God, yes,” Ellis mutters as I delve between her thighs again and find that sensitive seed.

  I nip at it carefully with my teeth, and she screams before I suck again, and more creams bursts into my mouth. Her entire body bucks as she cries out. I have reached the moment Prince Korben and Azan always spoke about when it came to their mates.

  I brought her the ultimate pleasure.

  I didn’t think that I would be able to do it, and yet I have made my Ellis cry out twice with a few quick nips. The pride I feel is unmeasurable. Prince Korben made it sound pleasurable, yes, but he also made it seem like a bit more work was involved. Or maybe that’s what I assumed. Either way, this is not work! This is incredible. I’m already dying for more, but as I lower my head, Ellis catches me with her hand.

  “Give a girl a second,” she says, shaking oddly. I cock my head to the side as she tries to gather her breath. “I’ve never come like that before. BTW, I’m no longer mad at you.”

  I don’t have the faintest idea what BTW is, but I hope it has something to do with sucking on her nub again. But I did hear one thing, and that’s that Ellis needs time to compose herself.

  “Shall we sleep?” I ask her in a low voice.

  She shakes her head. “No.”

  “No?”

  Another shake. “It’s your turn, bub.”

  My cock responds immediately.

  Suddenly, I am no longer tired or cold.

  “Take all the time you need,” I mutter, trying not to get overexcited.

  But I am. I am so excited I could burst.

  If it came down to never killing again, I think I would be okay now because pleasuring Ellis is better than murder.

  Pleasuring Ellis is better than everything I’ve known.

  ***

  I’m surprised by how little time it takes before Ellis is ready. And though I am a bit confused at first when she wants to switch positions, and now I’m on my back on blankets, Ellis’ scent of arousal gives me all the encouragement I’ll need.

  Whatever she asks me, I’ll do.

  So I can have more moments like this.

  “You took me by surprise,” she teases, mounting her body over mine. She is small and soft, but I am sure she feels confident and powerful in this position. I love it. I love it for her as well as for me, but I am unable to stop myself from touching her and rest my hands over her hips. “Ah, ah, ah,” she gasps. “Don’t try to distract me.”

  “I’m only trying to keep you steady.”

  “You’re the one who’s always steady,” she whispers. “But I’m looking forward to changing that right now.” She turns around at an angle and wraps her hand around my aching cock, brushing her thumb against the tip on the crown. My hips buck, almost knocking her off me, and she spins back with an expression that’s so surprised and seductive I can barely control myself. But she says nothing with her mouth. Her eyes tell me to settle down so she can do her work.

  It’s hard to focus when she doesn’t take my cock in her hand again, but instead, maneuvers her entire body toward it.

  I’m about to become undone, and nothing’s happened yet.

  “Relax,” she says in a soft, soothing voice. As always, the maturity in her voice does not match up with the youthfulness in her face. It is a pleasant combination, and I’m so focused that I almost miss Ellis slowly lowering her pussy down to my cock.

  I nearly jump in surprise, gripping her soft hips, so she doesn’t complete the action. “What are you doing?”

  “Pleasuring you. You do know what pleasuring is, right?”

  I have never experienced it personally, but I am aware of the fundamentals. Still, the idea of Ellis riding on me like this, the damp crown of my cock nearly brushing against her folds, I am not sure I will able to last. My scales pull away from the soft flesh, brushing against Ellis, and her eyes widen.

  “You’d think I’d be used to this after hearing about the scales, but it’s shocking.”

  “I do not have as many scales as my brothers.” I try not to sound dismayed, but it is a bit of a shame to have such a long cock and not an appropriate amount of scales. Still, I suppose I rather have a sparsely scaled cock than scales upon my hands and feet like Drazal.

  “I think it’ll be okay.” Ellis wears a hint of a smile on her face, pushing against my hands with her weight, but I am apprehensive.

  “Are you sure you want to do this now?” I ask her once more.

  She stops moving. She fixes me with a look that is soft and yet so sexual I bite on my lip until I taste blood. “Don’t you want this?”

  “I do.” I rise off my back, keeping my hands against the soft flesh of her skin. “But with everything going on tomorrow…”

  “Hujun, there’s no guarantee everything will be well tomorrow. Or the day after that. Or the day after that. I know you have this idea in your head about waiting until I’ve seen every side of you, but nothing will shock me out of wanting you.”

  I hiss lowly in my throat, and she takes my face in her hands, not quite completely lowered onto my cock.

  “I want you now, Hujun,” she says thickly. “Right… now.”

  Then she lowers herself into me, the slick sound of her folds pushing back the scales of my erect cock.

  A throaty gasp escapes my lips, and I’m surprised to see Ellis’ eyes roll into the back of her head. Penetration indeed is like the madness, except instead of killing, I please someone. My Ellis. My Chosen.

  “You’re huge,” she whispers. “My God, you’re filling me up.”

  “Is that a good thing?”

  She curls her hands through my hair and pulls my face to hers, dropping, sweet, delicate kisses across my face. She brushes against my ears and my jaw. She takes those smooth, pink lips across my neck and collarbone. All the while, she rocks against my cock, creating friction I was not prepared for. I have stroked myself many times growing up, but nothing has felt as intense as this. I grip Ellis more tightly, hoping to give her more leverage, lifting her and dropping her on my cock, making it easier for her to ride me.

  I worry she will not like me taking control like this at first, but she is tiny. I fear my cock will shoot through her chest if I am not careful.

  “That’s incredible,” she mutters.

  My sack tightens in agreement, and I’m surprised and almost embarrassed that it only takes a few more bucks before the two of us cry out in ecstasy, our seeds battling together. Mine is stronger, filling Ellis, and she gasps huskily as I continue to fill her.

  “Cold!” she gasps. “Oh, fuck, you’re freezing!”

  I can’t focus. I feel terrible, but I don’t think these cries are in pain. She sounds… satisfied. And that makes me even more excited, and I push harder, continuing to fill this woman with everything I have to offer. She collapses against me then, shaking as though having the panic attack, and I am worried I have hurt her. I knew it. I am too big. I am too much. She is too small. She needs a mate who cannot hurt her…

  “Stop overthinking.” Ellis’ voice is husky with arousa
l, and her fingertips brush across some of the scales on my back. “That was… you are… insatiable.”

  My eyes widen, and I hold Ellis more tightly against my chest. She is not wrong. This was amazing. Better than anything I have experienced. I am inside her and my cock twitches against her pussy.

  She giggles. “You’re tickling me.”

  “Is that bad?”

  “Hujun, you have to stop asking if everything is bad when it comes to pleasure. Trust me, everything is good.” She curls her nails into my flesh, and a shiver runs through my entire body.

  I cannot believe how quickly she can make my cock hard, and I swear I’m about ready to start again. But my Ellis is tired, already slumping against me, so without a second thought, I lift her off my cock and cradle her in my arms. I am amazed by how well she fits there, snuggled up against me like a sprog, and I drop a light kiss to her lips. And then to the tip of her nose. And then her forehead. I could spend the rest of my life kissing this woman, and now that I have started, I’m not sure I’ll be able to think of anything else ever again.

  Why did I think Ellis would make me weak?

  Why did I trick myself into thinking loving a woman would make me weak?

  I am stronger with Ellis.

  So strong that I am ready to go back to my privacy lair right now.

  But I am not finished. I need to complete one more task, and then I can finally be with Ellis.

  I am oddly pleased with myself.

  For the first time, I don’t look forward to the madness that comes with murder.

  I realize now that time would be better spent sack deep inside my Ellis.

  CHAPTER ELEVEN

  Ellis

  The next morning, I’m nestled against Hujun’s chest. He’s quite cold to the touch, so I nuzzle more into his flesh, hoping to warm him. It’s odd to see him in a shirt, I’m sure he’s dying to go back to the warmer parts of Hethdiss, but we’re both counting on something to be finished today. Hopefully, we won’t have to wait long. It’s only a matter of time before the others – Hujun calls them outsiders – grow curious and start to inspect the area. I know the dilewilers are certainly still curious about everything going on, and despite my reservations about the beasts, I feel safe with my alien laying beside me. He’s thick and strong like an ice sculpture.

  I can’t wait for this all to be over.

  “Tell me you guys are finished,” a voice says from outside the tent.

  Phoebe.

  “I don’t want to have to come in there, but it’s almost the afternoon, or as close as afternoon comes on this planet.” She sounds pouty, and I can almost imagine her face as she stands in front of the tent. I bet she’s crossing her arms and tapping her foot like a moody teenager.

  Twenty-five isn’t old, but with Phoebe around, I can’t help being reminded that I’m not a spring chicken anymore.

  I yawn loudly and roll away from Hujun, but not before he grips me tightly and slams me back against his chest. A low rumble of a hiss comes from his throat, and I have to remember we can’t have sex right now despite the tingling need between my thighs.

  “Mmmm…” Hujun says. “My people love the smell of kendax in the morning, but I’ll take your arousal any day.”

  Her nose scrunches up. “Kendax?”

  “A beverage we drink in the morning. When our energy is lacking.”

  “Oh! Like coffee.”

  “I don’t know what coffee is, but I’m sure I still rather smell your cunt.”

  “Ewww!” Phoebe squeals.

  “He has Chosen,” Drazal’s voice follows. “And while they are allowed to seek pleasure, I do think it is time to be awake and alert.”

  As though realizing Drazal is right, Hujun groans and sits up, rubbing his eyes and then his arms. He looks… tired. Not as confident and strong as he usually does.

  “Something wrong?”

  “It is this weather,” he explains. “Too cold. It makes us weak.”

  I arch an eyebrow. “Weak? Seriously?” I search my mind, trying to remember if reptiles are the same way, but I didn’t pay enough attention in high school. Not to mention it was too many years ago.

  He nods. “I want to finish this task. I want to go home. I fear I will not be at my strongest if we are to stay here for another day or two.”

  “Another day or two?” I frown, hoping it doesn’t come to this. Hujun and Drazal are risking everything on the chance they can complete his plan today.

  “Perhaps we should check on the bodies?” Drazal calls from beyond the fur tent.

  “Not a bad idea,” Hujun agrees, crawling out of the space and stretching.

  “Eww…” Phoebe says again, making me flush with anger. I quickly crawl out of the tent and shoot her a death glare.

  “You’re not looking so hot yourself,” I snarl.

  She rolls her eyes. “I can’t help how I react.”

  “Try.”

  She shrugs but says nothing else as we all start to pack up our things and make our way to the dilewiler territory. I’m not entirely sure why we need to check on the bodies, but I think Drazal said something about brushing more offered blood on our hands if possible. Just to be safe when we have to go back through the forest. I can’t help feeling a little braver than usual as we start in that direction. I’m surprisingly not scared of dilewilers. Sure, they look a little funny, but they’re smart enough and— then the sky explodes above us.

  I gasp. I’m not scared of dilewilers, but I am afraid of what this explosion means.

  All four of us look to the skies, and sure enough, there’s a saucer reminding me way too much of The Twilight Zone episodes hovering above the trees. I curl toward Hujun who holds me close.

  “A delivery?” Phoebe squeaks.

  I shake my head. I know what’s on that ship. Or rather, who.

  My heart starts to race, but Hujun whispers sweet words about how this is all going to be over soon. This is part of the plan. This is what Korben promised. I need to trust both his words and Hujun’s. Though it’s difficult as the ship lands in the valley clearing.

  “They’re here,” Hujun says, squeezing my shoulder. “Let’s go.”

  We all approach the ship slowly, and I’m shocked that none of the supposed outsiders are here too. Maybe everyone on this planet has a delivery system. Maybe they know not to approach a ship not planned for them. My knees grow weak as the ship hisses and groans, sounding more like a living organism than a collection of metal, but Hujun keeps me steady as we stand in front of what he explains is the entrance.

  And then, there’s nothing.

  Nothing but the ships animal-like sounds.

  “What’s it doing?” Phoebe asks, and I turn my head to see she’s surprisingly close to Drazal considering that she doesn’t even seem to like him that much.

  “The engines are settling,” Drazal explains. “They will come out soon.”

  “They?” Phoebe’s voice comes out like a squeak. “How many are coming? What’s going on? Are they here to take us away?”

  “It will be fine, Fee-Bee.” Drazal’s voice is soothing.

  “Drazal is right, Ellis,” Hujun rumbles.

  I can’t believe him. My heart pounds as the ship starts to make different sounds than before and I catch Drazal saying something about how they’re getting ready to come out. Phoebe moves closer against Drazal, and I do the same with Hujun. I lift my chin to try and find his face, but he’s watching the entrance of the ship with narrowed eyes.

  And then, like a futuristic version of a DeLorean, the ship starts to open.

  I swallow hard.

  “Tonight,” Hujun says confidently. “Tonight, we will be at Prince Korben’s lair, and I will pleasure you until this is nothing but a memory.”

  It’s a cute thought, but not entirely comforting as the ship hisses, and faint footsteps echo within the fog. Hujun isn’t worried, but I sure am. Not only is the source of every fear I’ve had in the past few weeks on this ship, but
there are others, too.

  He’s come to get me.

  Maybe this is all a setup. Why hadn’t I considered this before?

  Maybe Hujun’s betraying me. Maybe he’s giving me to Yayk as a gift. As an apology. He’s said himself that he wants to go back home again. Well, what better way than to appease the situation than to offer the Human Whore who’s been causing so many problems to Yayk?

  Hujun squeezes my shoulder more tightly, before leaning down and kissing my hair.

  “You have nothing to fear, Ellis. I will protect you.”

  His soft words offer me more comfort than I assumed they would. My muscles relax, and my heart rate starts to calm again. He’s not going to betray me. This is Hujun. He cares about me, and of course, he also cares about Korben. And Korben’s asked him to protect me. I know this is a roundabout way to say I think Hujun loves me, but I’ll grip on to anything right about now.

  More steam rises from the opening of the saucer like something out of a movie, and I stand up on my tiptoes to kiss Hujun’s shoulder.

  “I love you,” I softly. “And though it’s not customary with my people, I Choose you, Hujun. Only you. Whether you Choose me or not—”

  He stops my words with a kiss. An experienced kiss. Our tongues come together, and then he pulls away.

  The faint sound of footsteps from inside the ship are growing louder, but all I can focus on is Hujun.

  “Ellis, my heart Chose you before my mind and body had time to catch up.”

  And my heart warms.

  Chosen. He’s Chosen me, but before I can even enjoy this fact, I spot Yayk. Slight relief washes over as I realize there are only two other Sidyths with him. Two. I’ve already seen firsthand that Hujun can handle two Sidyths by himself, and Drazal is here just in case. And though I want to be confident, I’m nervous when Yayk’s yellow eyes light up when they land on me. The two others also look surprised. Almost excited.

  “Make her wait,” one of the strangers call.

  Drazal and Hujun remain silent, not finishing the strange greeting. They shrug, and Yayk steps ahead of the group with his arms wide as though expecting a hug.