by Abigail Myst
He watched the way her lips met the cup and took pleasure watching the toil of his labors pass her lips, the way her eyes widened as she exhaled suddenly and then inhaled again, causing the beautiful tops of her creamy peach breasts, the ones he still could see covered in his pleasure, to rise and fall. He wanted to spill himself on her again. And to make matters worse, she had made her position known that she would gladly let him do it.
“That packs a punch. Goes straight to the girly parts. It’s very, I don’t know. Do you know?” She giggled. It made him smile. Girly parts was an interesting turn of phrase.
“I did not intend for it to be anything but pleasurable.”
She reached up and traced the line of his lips with her finger. “So you can smile.”
“On occasion.”
“You’re trying to seduce me again.”
“I think you’ve got that backwards.”
“Have I? It is quite warm out here.” She gave no other warning before she took off her shirt, pulling it over her head and exposing the undergarment she wore to support her breasts.
“Woman!”
“Odette.”
“Put your shirt back on.”
“No. I’m hot. In fact, I think I’m taking these pants off as well. Jeans are not made for the jungle.” A moment later her jeans were around her knees and he could smell how hot and ready she was.
“Come now, you were so willing last night to help a lady in distress.” She was trying to pull her trousers off over her shoes without much success. Terran women apparently had a low tolerance for his new beverage. That would make it extremely popular among the Mahdfel, especially with those who had new timid brides.
“My Sweet,” he said again as she managed to get one leg free. It was a mistake to offer such a timid protest. She rolled and straddled him, the wet heat of her panties pressing against the tent of his own cloth.
“What would you like? My mouth on your cock?” She whispered, licking his ear and then trailing down his neck as she rubbed herself against him.
No Mahdfel could have resisted this much temptation. Not with a hot willing match so desperate and needy on top of him. He brought his fingers to bear, pushing her panties to one side and she immediately began to ride them.
“Please,” she cried. He wasn’t quite sure what she wanted, but he increased the thrust of his fingers and used his thumb against her hungry little button. She tensed against him and screamed. He felt her body clench around him, arms, legs cunt and all.
He wanted to be inside her. Needed it. Knew that the moment he entered her he would spill his seed. All the promises he made to himself would be broken. A vision flashed before his eyes. This Terran in his bed, holding his son and fat too with his child. But then rows of shining silver Suhlik teeth, razor sharp claws and a river of blood.
Perhaps it was meant as a warning, because every sense in his brain went into hunter mode. They were being stalked from the edge of the clearing, and something lay in wait.
In one moment, he flipped her over, drew his knife and lunged at the would be attacker.
Chapter Ten
Odette
One second, Athen’s fingers were inside her, and Odette was sure he was about to go all the way and give her a sample of what he could do with that monster pressing out of his pants, and the next second she was on the ground and he was growling and lunging off into the bushes.
There was a scuffle, and then some heavy swearing from the two aliens as Athen dragged Kave out of the bushes. He had a large deep purple gash along his chest, but he wasn’t resisting his warlord, who looked ready to execute him on the spot.
Odette scrambled to her feet, suddenly realizing she was dressed only in a bra and a pair of panties that had taken a bit of rough treatment. Not that she’d objected. She was still feeling the heat of that liquor that Athen had fed her. Whatever it was, it had not only set her belly on fire, but her skin too, shooting the desperate need to get laid right to her pussy. She had no idea what it was, but it was liquid heat in a bottle as far as her libido was concerned.
“I thought… I heard screaming. I thought she was injured.” Kave pleaded. He made the mistake of checking her over and lingering too long on her near nakedness. Athen punched him in the face. He didn’t even try to duck out of the way.
Good God, he’d heard her screaming. It was then that it kicked into Odette that if he’d heard her screaming all the way out here, The module’s net walls might block anyone from seeing inside but did not do anything to soften the sounds of her cries. Athen’s men back in camp would have had an earful last night. Odette blushed and went on a search for her shirt. She’d thrown it a bit too far and it had landed over a plant that had left a bright purple stain on the front of it.
“Great.” Her pants at least were in better condition, though putting them on meant that her hopes of having Athen inside her were growing rapidly smaller. “Well, you can see I’m fine now. So, skedaddle.”
Kave back peddled on the jungle floor.
“Not so fast.”
He froze at Athen’s growl. “I should kill you for your disobedience.”
“But there’s that thing about that life debt. Remember?”
“You dishonor me with the question. I have thought of it, many times in the past few days.”
“Life debt?” Odette asked.
“Yes. On the field of battle, he risked his own life for mine.”
“Twice,” Kave prompted.
“Oh, so kinda like a get out of jail free card?” Adding a bit of levity to the situation wasn’t lightening Athen’s mood. Probably because he’d gone from raging hard on to cold, wet blanket in the space of a minute.
“You have been shirking your duties,” Athen said.
“I have been on a scout patrol. I found an entire grove of fruit trees not more than five kilometers from here. I was just returning to share with you the good news. Did I forget to log my patrol?”
Athen’s face was stormy. A dark, splotchy green spread across Kave’s torso. His eye was purpling up, but Odette assumed that was how these Mahdfels bruised. Already, the cut on his chest had stopped bleeding and would soon knit itself together and leave nothing, not even a scar to remind Kave of what a bad idea it was to sneak up on his warlord.
"So, you go back to camp, now that you realize that I'm not being murdered - though I appreciate the kind thoughts and feel ever the so much safer knowing that Athen's warriors always have their eye on me," Odette said.
Athen growled. "I meant my safety. An eye on my safety."
Kave didn't wait for Athen to say anything. He retreated back into the line of the forest and disappeared.
"You could have been nicer."
"He is lucky I didn't kill him."
"You know, for a warrior who plans to get rid of me as soon as possible, you're quite possessive." And she liked it more than she could say why. With Cleveland, everything had been nice and civil. It had been her way and no other. Athen was half brute strength and agility and half reason. It was a combination that had her believing in this matched business. She decided it was good time to start distracting Athen anyway.
"Athen. You know, in my world, it is not an honorable thing to take from a warrior, but give nothing."
"You have not taken anything."
"Oh, I think my screams of pleasure kinda proved that I did." She approached him, getting back in his space. She traced his tattoo. It seemed sensitive, and she'd seen it actually glowing the last time. It was a pretty, swirly design that said everything about his grace, hard lines turning soft, engraved in black on his green skin. Odette supposed the glowing tattoo wouldn't be much of a disguise if he had to hide in the forest, but she didn't think that was why it was currently lit up. His cock was back at full mast again.
"Though you may have qualms about sex without marriage, we lost those hang ups a long time ago on Earth. And after your fingers, I'm sure you could just press me up against one of these trees and I could t
ake that cock of yours inside me with ease."
"Woman."
"Odette. Okay. if you prefer, we can get you off another way." He sucked in his breath as she pulled on his shorts. His cock sprang out and bobbed at her while his eyes threw daggers. He didn't move though. She slid her hands down his chest to his hips and then placed light kisses on his tattoos.
"Very pretty. I like the way they glow."
"They are not glowing."
"Whatever." That was all the warning she gave before she licked the top of his green cock. It was eerily similar to the Earth cocks that she'd had, though she had to admit to only three. Despite the color, it had a mushroomed head that glistened from a bit of blue precum that oozed from the tip. Of course, he was at least twice the size of the largest cock she'd seen and would put a porn star to shame with that missile of man meat. With just the tip of her tongue, she swirled a pattern over the head, loving the way that his skin seemed to react to her touch, leaving a trail of lighter green that faded into a much darker color as she went along. It was much more entertaining to take his entire head into her mouth and then slowly let go with a pop, and then watch it change back again.
“Woman,” he said after she repeated that for the third time. She wasn’t sure if it was an order or a plea. His hands came around her head, and for a moment, she feared he was going to pull her completely away. She thrust quickly onto him, taking as much of his shaft as she could into her mouth. His fingers intertwined in her red hair, holding her as she used her mouth to pleasure him.
If last night were true to form, it would not take him long. He let out a shout, and she felt him shoot his sugary load into her mouth. His fingers pressed her onto him, and she went, loving the way his strange alien come filled her mouth.
His hands released her hair and Athen helped her stand. The intensity of his stare was a little hard to bear. She put her arms around him and gave him a playful nip on the shoulder. One hand reached up to stroke the back of his neck and caress his smooth, bald head.
“Do any of your species have hair?”
“The Etlonians do not. Those of us most pure do not.”
“Oh, most pure, eh?”
“Yes. My father is Mahdfel of Original stock, and my mother is Etlonian purebred.”
“Sounds fancy.”
“The Suhlik decimated most of the races but kept a few unaltered for their experiments. To prevent inbreeding, my mother and about a hundred others were put in cold stasis for so long that all records were lost and so was Etlon. When the Mahdfel revolted and threw off their chains of slavery, the stasis chamber was discovered, they were freed, and my father took my mother and a planet as a reward for his service. Though it is officially New Etlon, it has been their home long enough to begin the true repopulation and regrowth.”
By the end of his little history lesson, Odette realized something. All of his hesitation just clicked into place. “That’s why you don’t want me. I’m not Etlonian.” She let go of him and took a step back, fumbling to put back on her shirt, stain or not. Embarrassment flooded through her. Why was she embarrassed? She wasn’t the speciesist jerk. This whole thing was his fault.
“That is not it.”
“Makes sense now. Don’t want to foul your line with a red blooded Terran.”
“Woman.”
“No, you don’t have to protest. I get it. Terrans have been fighting the same God damn problems for centuries. Seriously. Let’s go.”
She marched off down the nearly invisible pathway that he had led them through. He said nothing, just moved her along with a quick point in the right direction.
Chapter Eleven
Athen
The Terran woman confounded him. At first, she couldn’t stop trying to seduce him, begging him for his touch, for his cock. Now, it was if a switch had flipped and he had suddenly been moved into, what was the phrase the Terrans had used? The Friend Zone.
It wasn’t as if she were ignoring him or avoiding him. That, at least, would have reduced the number of times he had rounded corner and been assaulted by her scent. He had spent at least half the day hard from her chance encounters in camp.
No, she greeted him, was pleasant and all around accommodating. She had politely asked twice for updates on when the ship was going to arrive to take her away but she no longer tried to touch him, much less suggest that he bury himself inside her. Still, every night and a good part of every day were spent thinking of doing just that.
His men seemed delighted with her. They were busy thinking up ways to please her. Goru had turned himself into a chef with all the different meals at mess that were aimed to please her palate. Leif had set up a new module and outfitted it with lab equipment so she could spend time analyzing her samples.
They had spent three hours last night around a fire, singing every drinking song they could remember and making up a few on the spot, just because she had mentioned liking them. He noticed she was careful not to drink much of any liquor, tasting it in tiny amounts, just to make sure it did not have the same effect on her as the one that he had fed her. Watching her lips meet the flask, remembering them around his cock, he had very nearly dragged her off to his module to have her wrap them around him again.
And today, when he noticed that she was not in her new lab, his module, nor the mess, or anywhere in the quad, Athen grew panicked. His stomach sickened and he pressed down the growing dread. He grabbed a passing warrior.
“Where is she?”
“On the beach.”
Athen resisted the urge to throw the messenger across the camp.
He stormed out to see nearly a dozen of his warriors all standing near an area that had been boxed off in the sand. They were just putting the finishing touches on two poles planted halfway down the side, one on either end. Leif tied one end of a net to the top of the pole and Goru spread it across the expanse and attached it to the other.
“What are you doing?” The warriors froze, but Odette practically bounced over to him beaming proudly.
“Cultural exchange! I mean, you gotta beach. You might as well use it for a game.”
“A sport,” Goru filled in.
“A tactical exercise,” Leif corrected.
“Yes. A tactical exercise,” Goru repeated with a grin.
Athen frowned some more, but Odette punched him on the arm. “You'll see. It’ll be cool. Now who’s got the ball?”
Brale handed over a large ball and Odette tested it for weight. “Close enough. We’ll probably need a few.” Brale nodded enthusiastically and then ran back to camp to replicate more.
“Now, the rules are pretty simple. You have two teams of two. You can have more - six on a gym court - but beach volleyball is usually two. The goal is to keep the ball in the air. You only have three hits before you have to get it back over the net.”
Odette continued to explain the rules, how to hit the ball, how to serve and volley. She set them to practicing drills. Athen watched his men learn how to control and finesse the ball.
“Aren’t you going to play?” Odette offered him a ball.
“Warriors do not play.”
“Oh right. Compete. Aren’t you going to compete?”
He sighed. “Perhaps later. I do not want my warriors to feel… obligated.”
“I get that. Sometimes being the boss means knowing when to meld into the background and let boys be boys.”
“They are not boys.”
“It’s an expression, Athen.” Another punch on the arm. Athen closed his eyes and took several deep breaths. He would show nothing in front of his warriors.
“Oh, loosen up. Besides, soldiers need to have fun. It’s not like there are a lot of outlets for their excess energy around here.
Odette interpreted his actions incorrectly. He was fighting against his desire for her, not angry at his warriors for buying into her little recreational activity. After all, from what he could see, the tactical skills of planning, teamwork and dexterity were well worth any fun they mi
ght be having.
“You know, I could also teach you how to swim if you wanted,” she offered.
“What?”
“I’ve offered to teach several other warriors. I mean, living right on the edge of the ocean and not knowing how to swim seems like a tactical error. But none of the warriors will say yes unless you do. I don’t think any of them want to show you up.”
“You should not interfere with my clan.”
“Yeah but considering they are the only ones I have to talk to on the entire planet, some unintentional meddling is going to occur. I won’t press the issue. I just thought maybe while you had me here, you might take advantage of what I can provide. But whatever.”
She walked away from him and shouted to Brale, “Hey, you got some alien version of a ref whistle?”
Odette had taken a knife to her clothing, She’d cut off her trousers to a point where they displayed her rounded hips and plump ass. Her legs, so light skinned and long, matched the color of her belly. He couldn’t help watching as that tiny patch of skin peeked out from under the spot where she’d tied her shirttails together in a knot. Odette had also removed the sleeves of the garment and in Athen’s opinion, had the wrong number of buttons fastened. Too many or too few, he couldn’t decide.
He wanted her. He wanted her. He wanted her.
“Where’s the vid when you need one?” Kave spoke from behind him.
“What the hell are you talking about?”
“Nothing. Just, I never thought I’d ever see you color so easily.”
Athen looked down at himself. Bright blotchy peach spots littered his skin. The more he tried to banish them, the darker they got.
“Fuck.”
“If I didn’t think it would get me punched again, I’d tell you to highly reconsider keeping her.”
