Alicron_Aliens Of Xeion

by Maia Starr

  “I saw massive dust clouds on the horizon. Is that a sandstorm?” I asked him as he drove.

  “Yes. It is scheduled to hit us in twenty-four hours, but they are unpredictable, and that can change to two hours in a matter of minutes,” he said.

  “Are they dangerous?” I asked.

  “They can take your skin off,” he said.

  “Okay…” I said feeling shocked by that information.

  “We are here. Come with me. I will show you to Evlon,” he said.

  I followed him into the war game complex and down the halls of the familiar rooms I had seen before.

  “You will find Evlon in here,” he said opening a door for me. I walked in, and the soldier left. I walked into the physical therapy room where I had treated Evlon before. I looked around.

  “Evlon?”

  “Down here,” he said.

  I looked on the floor.

  “Oh my God, are you all right?” I said getting on my knees beside him.

  “I really fucked up my leg this time. I overdid it. I thought you could help me,” he said.

  “Ugh. You should have been resting that leg, not playing your war games,” I said.

  “Sometimes I cannot help myself. If I want to do something, I just do it,” he said, looking at my nipples poking through the tight material of my space suit. I sucked in a sharp breath of air.

  “Whatever you want me to do, I will obey,” he said with a grin.

  “Lay back on the floor. Go slowly,” I said as I put my hands on his right thigh.

  “Does it hurt here?” I asked.

  “Yes,” he said.

  “It might be that you have overstretched the groin, or might have torn a muscle. I will have to feel around a bit,” I moved my hands to his inner thigh and began to explore over the material of the uniform. “This is too thick. I can barely feel anything,” I pulled at the material.

  “No problem, I can take it off,” he said. He unzipped it down his chest and pulled it down over his hips. Then he arched up with a moan and pulled it down to his knees. My eyes lit up. I looked at him and then looked directly at his cock.

  “Okay. I guess that will have to do,” I said.

  I put my hands on his inner thigh again. I slowly moved my fingers over his smooth red skin. He moaned.

  “I am sorry. Does that hurt?” I asked him.

  “Yes, it does,” he said.

  I moved my fingers higher on his thigh. My brow was fixed as I concentrated. I bit my lower lip.

  “It does feel swollen this time around. It is probably inflamed. I think we should go ahead and get you into an ice bath immediately, if you can move.”

  “Yes, I can limp,” he said.

  “Okay, well you stay here for now, and I am going to go get the bath ready. Do not move. Do you hear me?” I used a stern voice, and he seemed to like it.

  “Yes, I hear you, human,” he grinned.

  The lights flickered off and on overhead. I looked at him confused.

  “Shit. It’s the sandstorm. I thought it wouldn’t hit until tomorrow, but it looks like it’s a lot closer. The grid starts to go out when it hits,” he said.

  I wondered just how bad it was out there. I ran the water bath and then moved back to the naked alien lying on the floor.

  “The water is running in the ice bath. Now let's get you into it,” I said.

  “Help me get this off,” he said pulling at the uniform around his knees. I took a deep breath and pulled off his thick boots. Then I pulled off the rest of the uniform. Now he was completely naked. He pulled himself up off the floor and limped to the tub.

  I was completely aroused. In my spacesuit I knew that my nipples were already hard and piercing through the material, something Evlon let me know when he stared at them. But now I could feel just how erect they were.

  “I need your help,” he said.

  “Oh, of course. Sorry,” I said as I allowed him to drape his arm around my shoulder. Having his sexy, nude, alien body next to mine was a delicious feeling. I could feel the heat from his alien body against my side. He was tall lean and perfect.

  I helped him into the bath and watched his naked body submerged in the cold water. He groaned as he allowed himself to relax. I realized that I was staring at him. I moved away from him.

  “Set the timer, Evlon,” I said.

  Then a loud siren rang that startled me. I jumped and looked at him.

  “It’s the storm siren. It’s coming.”

  “It is?”

  “Looks like you are stuck with me, Miranda,” he said.

  “Yes, it seems that way,” I said. He looked at me in a flirty way, and I was starting to relax a little.

  I was now playing with fire, and I did not know if I could stop. The flirtation was getting to me, and the vigor of the sandstorm outside was only making it feel more dreamy and impassioned. The lights flickered again.

  “Do you think the lights are going to turn off completely?” I asked.

  “Yes, they will. It always happens. You will find wicks in the drawers there with a fire device,” he said.

  I looked through the drawers and found some candles and an advanced version of a lighter.

  “I don't need you falling in the dark and hurting yourself more,” I said as I placed them around the room. Then I lit them.

  “Now it is passionate in here,” he laughed.

  He was right. It was romantic with candles lit and the sandstorm raging outside.

  Ding! “That’s the timer,” he said.

  “Time to get you out of the tub and onto the table,” I said.

  “The injury feels better already. The cold helps, Miranda,” Evlon said as I walked over to him with a cloth.

  “That is good to hear,” I said.

  I helped him stand up. It was hard for me to be this close to his wet naked body. He was such a perfect alien soldier.

  “Come on; let’s get you on the exam table,” I said.

  He climbed out of the tub dripping wet. I wrapped the cloth around his waist. Then he limped over to the exam table and climbed on top of it. His nude alien body stretched out before me. I quickly grabbed the cloth and draped it over his mid-section. The lights went off and on. I looked at Evlon. We both knew what was coming but said nothing.

  Chapter 9

  Evlon

  Being alone with Miranda inside the war game complex while the sandstorm raged outside made it hard to restrain myself. I wanted her badly. I did not know why this human female was resisting me so much. But the more that she resisted me, the more I wanted her. I was using my injury to lure her to me. I never said I was an honest Zenkian. In fact, I was a downright dirty, ruthless alien. That was just the way of things. If any of her team members had been her lover, I would have gotten rid of him by now. I would have killed him without thinking twice about it. It was what we did. But it seemed that no one stood in the way of being with this human other than this human. I did not want to force myself on her. I wanted her to want me. I wanted her to beg me to fuck her. Every female on the planet was begging me, so why not her?

  Now I was completely naked on the table with nothing but a cloth over my staff. A sandstorm raged outside, but there was also a seductive storm raging between us. I could feel that she desired me; it was obvious, but she was not forward like other women. I was used to dealing with them. Instead, she was struggling against her desires. I found it irresistible. Now she was going to rub my injury. If the massage was anything like last time, I would not be able to stop myself from getting a hard-on.

  “All right. Evlon, I think we can get started,” she hovered over the table and poured oil in her hands. She rubbed them together. Then she looked down at my thigh.

  “Can you open your legs wider?” she asked.

  “Sure,” I moved opening up giving her access to my inner thighs.

  She placed her warm hands above my knee. She began to rub up toward my dick in long strokes. It was so damn good.

  I
moaned, “That's where it hurts. Yes, right there.”

  “I know exactly where the damage is. I hope it is just a sprain and will respond to the treatment,” she said, focused.

  “Yes, I have to say that my body does respond to your treatment, every time,” I looked at her with a grin.

  She cleared her throat pretending not to know what I meant. “This is what I am trained for,” she was speaking in medical terms.

  She massaged higher and higher. The cold bath was wearing off, and blood flow returned to my staff, making it harder. I could not help myself. Her small, delicate hands were very close to my balls. I restrained myself from pulling her small body to me and placing my lips on her mouth. Miranda was just so damn sexy! Her hands were magic.

  The lights flickered off and on again. The storm was getting closer.

  “How does that feel? Is it any better?” Miranda asked.

  “It is feeling so much better. I can feel the ache leaving me. But hard to tell until I put some weight on it,” I said. I wasn’t lying this time. I had really injured myself, and she really was making it feel better.

  “Yes, good point. You will need to give your body time to heal after this,” she said with a serious tone. I could tell it was a mask to cover her arousal. I was trying not to look at the bouncing of her breasts as she moved her arms back and forth, but it was impossible. I had needs after all.

  “What were you doing when I summoned you here?”

  “What do you think I was doing? I was waiting to be summoned by Leader Rangellis so that I can complete my mission,” she said annoyed.

  “Yes, I understand. It will take him days, so I don’t think you should wait around too much; just be ready,” I said.

  “I have been ready. Besides, what else can we do? We are locked up in those dwellings. Are we prisoners?” she asked.

  Yes, was the response I wanted to give her, but I could not. Not now. So I lied. “No. You are locked in for your own protection. You cannot be wandering around the city without an escort. Something I think you learned last night. Did you not?”

  She swallowed hard. I could tell she was thinking about the orgy. So was I.

  Because she was not focused on her work, her hands brushed against my balls again. I moaned in response.

  She stopped and looked at me.

  “It's fine, Miranda. It is going to happen. You are massaging so close to my shaft. It is hard not to touch it, isn't it?” I said.

  She gasped and pulled her hands from my leg. The lights flickered off and on, and a loud whistling sound hit the building. “What is that?” she said.

  “It’s the wind. The sandstorm is here. We are trapped in here,” I said.

  “Oh my God,” she said. “What do we do? What about my team?”

  “They are safe in the towers. They are built to cut through the wind. You and I are safe in here too. We just have to wait it out. This war game complex is built to withstand bombs.” I put my hand on her arm to calm her. I squeezed her soft skin. I didn't wait for her to respond. I pulled her to me. I placed my lips on hers. I wasn’t going to wait anymore. Then the lights went out completely.

  Chapter 10

  Miranda

  I lost myself in the lust of Evlon’s kiss inside the candlelit room. The sandstorm raging outside the war game complex only made things more romantic and dangerous. What the hell was I doing allowing this alien enemy to kiss me? It didn’t matter. I had no logic left. I was his, and I wanted his cock.

  I moaned into his mouth. His large hand was on me, and it was strong and forceful. Then he moved it onto my breasts.

  “Oh god,” I moaned.

  Then I heard him groan in frustration. “Take that damn suit off,” he said as his hands clamored with the back of my suit. I pushed the suit to the ground and stepped out of it. I stood there naked with this alien.

  “Damn, Miranda, you are so damn sexy,” he said. His words made me feel more turned on than ever before. I felt vulnerable, as I was with the enemy after all. Before I knew it, Evlon’s hand was on my wet center, massaging me. I gasped and trembled a bit.

  “Relax, Miranda. Just spread your legs wider for me,” he said. I spread my feet apart. His thumb pressed against my clit and one finger pushed inside of me.

  “Mmm, Miranda. I can feel that you are already wet,” he said. I felt embarrassed that I was. He did this to me. The arrogant alien. “Don’t worry. He pulled off the cloth that was covering him. “I am hard. You see.”

  “You are so big,” I said.

  “I know. Nothing like a human man. I want you to touch it. I know that you want to.”

  I looked at his thick red cock. His muscular thighs surrounded it as it stood straight up. My mouth opened slightly. I wrapped both of my hands around it.

  “Oh, shit. Miranda that feels good. Your hands, Miranda,” he moaned as I touched him.

  “Your hands are skilled too” I whispered as he fingered me.

  “I know,” he said arrogantly. I could feel the building of a pulse in my wet center. I was almost there. I was on the brink.

  I moved my hands up and down his cock. He groaned louder.

  I looked at it hungrily. I wanted to put my mouth on it. I was resisting and fighting the urge.

  “It’s alright. You can lick it.” he moaned.

  I was so turned on being fingered by this alien. I had spent so much time fantasizing about Zenkian aliens during my research, and now it was actually happening. I knew that I was betraying Earth, and that this was very wrong, but it felt so right.

  Besides, with the sandstorm going on out there, I knew that the chances of being caught were low. No one would be out in this. No one ever had to know. Not my team, not anyone on Earth. So I allowed myself to indulge.

  Evlon was looking at me. He was waiting for me to lick it. So I did. I bent over the table, which gave Evlon more access to my dripping wet center. He moaned as I licked the tip of his long red cock.

  “Oh, fucking shit. Your mouth, Miranda. That feels so damn good,” he groaned.

  I smiled and then licked up and down over and over. Then as his finger flicked back and forth over my clit, I released in orgasmic pleasure.

  “I am cumming, Evlon. I can’t stop it from happening,” I whispered.

  “I don’t want you to stop it, Miranda. Don’t try to do that. Enjoy it,” he whispered.

  “Oh yes!” the orgasm trembled in my body. I was lost in this lusty moment with this alien enemy, a Zenkian soldier.

  “Yes, Miranda,” he said softly.

  I pulled his hand off of me. I was hungry for more. I wanted it all now.

  I climbed on top of him and put my legs on either side of his hips. I straddled him.

  “Fuck yes. Fuck me, Miranda,” he said.

  I leaned over and kissed him hard and aggressively. His long tongue explored my mouth. His large strong hands cupped my breasts and squeezing my rigid nipples.

  “I want you to sit that fine ass on my fat, long cock,” he said. “Do it now.”

  “Yes, sir, Evlon,” I said.

  “Yes, call me sir. Call me soldier. Just do what I say,” he said.

  I placed the tip of his cock inside my wet opening. “Like this?” I asked.

  “Mmm, fuck you are so wet and warm. Yes, like that. I’m going to put my hands on your hips and slide you down my cock,” he said as he did so. I slid down his cock as his hands pushed and guided me down. I moaned loudly.

  “Oh, fuck it’s so big. It’s so long,” I said.

  “I know it is. You love it. You want it,” he said.

  “That feels so good,” I whispered.

  I moved until I was sitting on him and then he moved me up. Then down again, over and over, and then faster and faster.

  “I love watching your tits bounce up and down,” he said

  His thumbs moved over my hard nipples. I was on the brink again. I put my hands on his red alien skin, right on his hard chest. His muscles were firm and hard. His dark hair wa
s messy and around his amber brown eyes.

  “Evlon, I’m going to cum,” I whispered.

  “Fuck, I am too,” he groaned.

  “Oh my. I am going to release,” I whispered as I released on him.