by Gabby Dark
Her eyes widened, like a deer in the headlights. Then, she shook her head and pushed me away.
“Stop touching me, you gray alien man! Touch me again and I will kill you. With your dagger.” The lick of her words sparked between us. She didn’t wait for me to answer. She took off and disappeared through the crowd of bodies in the busy market.
My inner animal reared up and I raced after her.
The little she-devil was fast and she did not want to be caught. She had no fear as she raced through the market and on the outskirts of some neighborhoods. The silk she wore tangled up around her ankles as she ran. When next I saw her, she had the ends of the garment gathered up by her thighs, holding them in her palm. I guessed this made it easier for her to run, but this one wouldn’t get away from me. One thing the instructions had not obviously told her is that Zunatorian warriors enjoyed a good hunt. Only a few were appalled and alarmed as she ran through villages like the devil was after her.
Finally, I cornered her while she had her back pressed up against the trunk of a jackfruit tree. She tried to lunge past me and I scooped her up and hauled her over my left shoulder. Her ass and feet were in the air. I gave her ass a healthy smack and held her there.
“Ow!”
“You must never run off from me like that, she-devil. You are not free to do so. You must earn that. You will regret defying me. I didn’t think I’d have to punish you so soon.”
“Punish me? Let me down. Please,” she cried, banging my back with her small fists.
As I marched through the village back to my home, she fought me every step of the way.
In my pod-house, I threw her on the bed and watched as her eyes roamed my home in amazement. Her voluptuous breasts still rose and fell with each belated breath she took.
She grabbed a healing stone from the small handy table beside my bed and chucked it at me. It smacked me in the chest right below the collarbone. I grimaced. The she-devil knew how to conflict pain.
I leveled my gaze with hers and growled.
She gasped and picked up the next object she could get her hand on. A knife. She held it out in front of her.
I grinned and crawled onto the bed where she was.
“I will gut you,” she screamed.
I wanted to laugh at her empty threats, but this was no laughing matter. I didn’t want my she-devil and future mate to fear me. I needed her to know that.
“You stay back,” she warned. “I pledged an oath. I shall never bear children or they will kill me.”
I froze. “The oaths you made on your Earth are null and void.”
“None of this is real. This is an illusion. You just want to have sex with me. Use me as a sex slave. You’ll send me back to Earth when you’re done with me. My child will be fatherless. Motherless. They will kill me for this.”
“No one will lay a hand on you,” I told her. “You will never go back to Earth. You don’t understand. When I claim you, I claim you for life.”
Her chest rose and fell as she examined my words. I took the knife from her hand and tossed it back on the table. As she thrashed between me, my cock hardened between her warm legs. My veins pulsed with arousal and the aura of my gift.
I had always been able to mirror fear, sadness, anger, rage, but no one had ever been able to cause my body to fill with arousal. Her scent was intoxicating. Sweet and potent with a hint of jasmine-scented water.
“Please…” She shivered beneath me, but it wasn’t in fear. No fear at all. My gifts had never betrayed me. This little devil was aroused. This, I knew.
I leaned down and whispered in her ear,” I have never taken a human.”
My erection rubbed against her inner thigh. She gasped and grabbed my forearms with her hands. “Please. I am a virgin. Please don’t do this.”
“You think I want to hurt you. I don’t. Am I hurting you now?”
She bit her bottom lip and panted. My aching kuvak, thick with need, pulsed behind my loincloth. I reached between us and undid the belt that was holding the cloth to my waist.
“Oh my God,” she gasped when my hard flesh fell against her creamy thigh.
She looked down at my rock hard member and then threw her gaze quickly back up at me. “It’s huge. Please…” Her sweet aroma rose up between us.
“They say your sex becomes creamy and slick when you are very aroused. And that a virgin’s pussy fits like a glove…”
“I am not…slick,” she mewled. “Please, you don’t want me. I don’t know how to please any man. No aliens either.”
“No matter, she-devil. We will learn together.”
“Wh-what do you mean?”
“Will it please you to know that this is the first time I will take a woman?”
She lifted her gaze to mine. “You lie!”
“Do you really detect a lie?”
Her lips parted, but she didn’t answer.
My cravings were too great. I couldn’t help myself. My lips dropped to her mouth. Quite surprisingly, she did not protest. I had never imagined that my first kiss would be so breathtaking. Her lips parted at the seam and our mouths moved together. I felt her tongue flicking against mine. I delved deeper, stroking my tongue against hers.
The silk she wore was thin and my cock pressed against her mound. Her legs were spread around my hips and I lowered myself deeper between her thighs. She grew wetter and wetter against the silk. She was so wet, the wetness almost seeped through it. I drove my hand up her dress and pressed my fingers into her sex and gently teased a soft pebble-like nub with my fingertips.
She cried out.
“What is this? Does this bring you pleasure?”
She nodded. “It’s a clit. Oh!”
I found her juicy center and buried two fingers inside her cream. She clenched against my fingers and bit at her bottom lip.
“Does that feel good?”
“Yes!”
I dragged my fingers out and brought them up to my lips. I moaned as I sampled her honey. She was sweet, just like I thought.
I slid off of her just enough to glance down at her body.
“Is it true? You’ve never had sex?” she asked.
I shook my head. “I hope that doesn’t displease you. I learn fast. I will do what you tell me. I will do only what pleases you.”
Her breath caught in her throat and she took my hand and placed it back on her clit. “This pleases me.”
I stroked until she was writhing on the bed with her lips slighted parted and her eyes blazing with arousal.
“I will always please you, little devil. Now, promise me, promise me you will cease your defiance of me.”
“I…” She moaned when I slid a couple of fingers into her tight sheath.
I leaned down and kissed her exposed, out-stretched neck. She grabbed my arm and pulled me back over her body.
“You have never had a man, yet you know what you desire…” I groaned against her skin.
“I just know that it feels good,” she replied.
“Your clit is hard like pebbles. These—” I flicked my finger over her silk-covered nipples. “Your nipples are hard.” I lowered myself and covered her breasts with my mouth. I sucked and pulled on her nipples and played with her pussy until her juices were spilling down my fingers and wrists.
“I am supposed to be punishing you,” I rasped.
“Please…punish me some other time,” she moaned.
“No…I must…else, you will never learn.” Before she could protest, I pulled her over my knees and exposed her plump round ass.
The first smack caught her off-guard. She screamed. Her cheeks wiggled beneath my palm as I spanked her a second and then third time.
“You will never defy me again. Say it!”
“I...”
Smack. Her juices puddled against my bare thighs. I did everything in my power to keep from lifting her backside and entering her pussy from behind like an animal.
“Oh my God,” she wailed.
Her s
cent was sweeter than ever before.
“You must submit to your alpha. Will you?”
My hand came down across her cheeks again and I squeezed them, kneading the globes both together and apart. My thumb stroked the ring of her forbidden hole. While she was still straddled on my lap with her ass up, I slid my fingers into her wet pussy and worked them in and out slowly. She leaked an endless supply of cream. I brought some up to lips and licked my fingers cleaned.
Unable to control my hunger, I slid her onto the bed and buried my mouth between her ass cheeks, licking at the little puckered hole. I slapped her ass a few times as I plundered her with my tongue. Both holes were so deliciously sweet. I had no idea which one I’d take first.
She wiggled her hips as I licked her ass like a treat only reserved for the gods.
She grabbed at the sheets beneath her and cried out. “Oh, Vaxar. Please! Make me come. I submit. Can you make me come, alpha?”
At her demand and the way she called me alpha, seed began to leak from my tip. I flipped her over, spread her thighs and buried my lips into her slick folds. Her honey flowed abundantly into my mouth. I entered her with my tongue over and over again, capturing her sweet essence with the curve of my tongue.
Her hips jerked in my palms as I sucked and licked. She grabbed my top-knot and positioned my mouth over her clit. The hard little nub hardened the moment I began pleasuring it with my tongue. As clear as her screams throughout my pod-house, I knew I had found the thing that would take her over the edge.
“Oh, Vaxar…yes,” she cried out.
I wanted to command her to come, but my tongue was pre-occupied diving in and out of her pussy and lashing her engorged clit. Her sheath began to quiver and tighten around my tongue. I grabbed her hips and pulled her to my face and serviced her until she was singing in climax.
When I came up for air, my mouth was covered with her sweet honey.
“Please, take me, Vaxar,” she urged me, sliding her fingers down to her tongue-ravaged sex.
“Is that what you want, she-devil?”
She hooked her legs around my waist. “You know that I want it. Please…”
I came over her and fixed my cock at her entrance. She jumped when the first few inches pierced her.
“I promised not to hurt you.”
“The pain is pale in comparison to the pleasure,” she said against my lips and then hooked her ankles together.
My kuvak sank into her pussy with minimal movements. She was so wet, it was like diving into a river.
“Aurora,” I moaned her name.
“Vaxar…”
I slipped inside of her completely, burying myself to the very hilt. Once I was seated inside, I kissed her lips and then began moving at a brisk pace. She whimpered against me, but her sex adjusted and molded to my large size.
“It feels good,” she murmured.
I cupped her ass and brought her closer. As I entered her again and again, my manhood brushed up against her clit taking her into another climax. Her wet folds sucked me deeper and she gushed warm honey all over my pulsing cock. I never wanted this to end. I had waited a lifetime for this and the wait was more than worth it. I would never get tired of feeling Aurora’s pussy milk my cock. Before long, I would have her swollen with my seed and the heir that was promised me.
I jerked and my kuvak rose from the base, widening my cock even more inside of her. I came inside her like lightning bolts, strong and fierce.
We were both wet and sweaty when we collapsed on the bed beside each other.
“Vaxar?”
“Yes, she-devil. I think I like defying you. I shall do it more often.”
I grinned. “Now, you have your answer.”
“What answer?”
“On why I call you my she-devil. You will bewitch me for life, mate.”
Chapter Seven
Aurora
* * *
When I woke up the next morning, Vaxar was gone. I didn’t even remember him leaving. The bed was so comfortable and warm. I rose with soreness between my legs that served as a reminder of what I’d lost…and what I’d gained.
Grinning, I pulled the blankets up to my neck and thought about my change in fate. Or had anything changed at all? Was this really what was intended for me? To be abducted by aliens and claimed by the most irresistible one of them all?
Something caught my eye sitting on the table next to a wall. A clear stone or crystal. There was something red inside. I gathered up the blankets around me and tiptoed across the room. I was sure Vaxar was around here somewhere. The walls of his home were thin. I could hear people walking by outside. Except for the beauty of the planet, this place reminded me of the village I lived in before my family was captured and I was placed with the North family.
I traced the smooth shape of the crystal with my fingertips. The red color inside came from a stone, embedded in the center. Each time I touched it, I felt a gravitational pull toward the center and a burst of red light radiated upward towards my palm. The object reminded me of the snow globes my mother used to make and collect. She even sold them at the flea market on the weekends. I missed my family. I knew I’d see them again—in heaven maybe if such a place even existed.
There was a knock at the door to Vaxar’s home and then someone pushed it open.
It wasn’t Vaxar. Instead, it was an elderly woman—an alien with a bag in her hand. Food aromas immediately wafted from the bag up to me.
“My name is Venira. I provide meal service for the warriors.”
The instructors had told us about how warriors were favored by the king and his family. Many warriors were without mates and some were even without families. In exchange for fighting for Zunator, they were well-taken care of which included food and shelter. The King’s appreciation went further than just the basics, but he’d also made it his mission to ensure that every warrior was matched with a mate. But when the Zunatorian females were discovered to be infected with an ailment that prevented them from giving birth, they turned to other ways. Hence, why I was here…
“I know. But Vaxar is gone,” I said.
“The meal is not for Vaxar.” She came into the home and placed the bag in the middle of the table. “It is for you.”
“Where is Vaxar?”
“He and his horde left at first light on what I believe to be a peace mission with the Zannakians. He came to me to request that you were fed while he is gone.”
I frowned. “When will he return?”
“I’m not privy to that information.” She set up the food items on a tray. “I will return around high noon to fill your icebox, until then, you can expect a visit from your doctor, Tak’mena.”
“Wait! I don’t understand…”
“Perhaps you will understand better once you’re warrior returns,” she said and then left just as quickly as she came.
I ground my teeth together and exhaled harshly when I realized that Vaxar had left me without a word. I was too hungry to mull over anything, plus the food was delicious. I sampled everything until the plate was nearly clean. I had no name for anything—nothing on the plate. Whatever the meal was, it trumped anything that I ever had growing up or while living with the North family, who were considered royalty in the nation. This Venira could’ve been trying to poison me and I would’ve been dead as a result of my gluttony.
After what I considered a hefty breakfast, I moved into Vaxar’s bathroom. But before getting completely naked, I dragged a large table in front of the door so no one else could come inside unannounced while Vaxar was gone and cleaned myself. The water felt so good against my achy muscles, but too bad it was timed.
As I was drying my skin, there was another knock at the door. I pulled on my silk dress, grabbed the knife from the nightstand by the bed and pushed the table out of the entryway.
“Aurora?”
It was Tak’mena. I recognized her voice right away.
Happy to see a familiar face, I pushed the door open.
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nbsp; “Tak’mena!”
Her lips quirked upward into a smile. “You are glowing, Aurora. That is good.”
I blushed. “It happened so fast.”
“It helps that Vaxar had already decided on you. Warriors like him, they are sure of what they want. They don’t beat around the bush. Are you well?” She set her bag down.
“I think so.”
“You’ve eaten, that is good.” She looked around at the empty plate on the table.
I reddened. “I guess I should clean up after myself.”
“Yes.” She smiled sweetly and nodded.
“On Earth, I didn’t eat at a table. I ate in my room and then the other maids came in. I wasn’t allowed free reign of the house,” I told Tak’mena.
“The other maids? Were you not a handmaiden?”
“I was, but only to Freya. I helped her with her makeup, her hair, and her clothes. We went to see shows together. I accompanied her everywhere. We had our meals separately, mostly because Freya usually ate with her family. I’ve never learned how to be independent for myself.”
“Your mother? What about her?”
“She is dead. She was killed after she tried to flee the settlement with my older sister.”
“Why does your governor kill his people?”
“Because he can. We have rules and when people break them, there are repercussions.”
“What rule did you break?” Tak’mena asked, slipping a cuff around my arm and pressing some buttons on a small rectangular-shaped monitor.
“The only rule I broke was escaping. I never faced the repercussions, because then Vaxar came. Or maybe me being here are the repercussions of my actions.”
“This is not your punishment.”
“I know. I was just there at the time. And Vaxar was there…”
“Why were you made into a maidservant?” she asked.
“To appease the Governor for my father’s crime.”
“Which was?”
“Having another child…me.”
Tak’mena frowned. “I don’t understand.”
“My mom and dad were only allowed to have one baby. No more. They were poor. They couldn’t bargain to have more. My dad wanted a son to carry on our legacy, so he took a chance thinking they’d be able to escape the city walls with the rebels before my birth. When I was twelve, they found me during a routine check. My dad wouldn’t face his punishment which was servitude for life. They usually send offenders like my dad to the oil fields where he was sure to die from exposure to the harsh elements. To set himself free, he took his own life. After it happened, Governor North said that our family still must pay the price, so he took me. I was placed with an orphanage where I worked as a seamstress for four years until Governor North came again and picked me out of a lineup of other young girls to become a handmaiden to his youngest daughter. I’ve been working with the North family for a little over two years now.”
