by Lily Thomas
“You aren’t impressed with me.” He sounded disappointed.
Natalie shrugged. “What’s there to be impressed with?”
“There’s more to me than just a big blue brute.” He was daring her to disagree, and she wanted to, but she couldn’t because she didn’t know him. She might not be keen on the idea of being his mate, but that didn’t mean she would judge him before she knew him. She just intended to keep him at arms distance.
Then his head descended into the crevice of her shoulder and neck, and she heard him take a deep intake of breath. She’d never been with an alien, and she wasn’t so sure now was the ideal time.
His hands skimmed up her waist a little before leaving and taking hold of her hands. He forced them above her head with just one of his, and then his other hand lazily made its way down her trembling stomach to the juncture of her thighs. Then he knocked her legs apart.
Natalie’s mind screamed at her that this was insane, but she also wanted to see where this would lead. It was a sick fascination lurking in her mind. What would it be like to sleep with a Vrak’rir? How could she say she never wanted to be with an alien unless she’d tried the forbidden fruit she was denying herself.
Her mind was racing away with her, and her body wasn’t helping.
“I can’t stop you.”
Dryke shook his head against her shoulder as his fingers stopped in the curls of her mon. “You can. I may have a hard time resisting you, but you can always stop this at any moment.”
Her heart stopped for a brief second before thundering away in her chest. “I… I… want… just a little more, but… no sex.”
“I can do that.” He purred in her ear.
Oh, my god!
She’d just given him permission, and she was excited about it.
Dryke’s hand dipped between her thighs a claw sliding through her slick folds until his finger found her clit. Slowly, he began rubbing her clit in small circles. “Does my mate like this?”
She nodded her head eagerly as her eyelids slid closed. If she didn’t look at him she could just pretend this was another drunken get together she was doing with a guy she met at a bar.
“Use your words.”
“Yes, I like what you’re doing.”
“Now open your eyes.” He commanded. “I want to watch the pleasure build inside of you.”
Natalie opened her eyes and met his onyx ones. Electric sizzles flashed through her almost immediately.
He smiled down at her, “Much better.”
Then he sank to his knees, still circling her clit with his finger as he sucked one of her pert nipples into his mouth.
“Oh, my!” Her hips bucked eagerly against his hand as pleasure soared through her. Reaching down she slipped her hand into his short black hair and scraped his scalp with her fingernails.
It shouldn’t feel this good. She should feel disgust but his skilled fingers were so good, rubbing her clit until her knees melted in their desire. It was like her body didn’t have solid bone supporting it.
Her eyes slid closed. She couldn’t stop them.
“Open your eyes.” He growled down at her.
“I can’t. It feels so good.” Her whole body wanted to melt to the ground in a heap of pleasured flesh.
“I’ll stop.” He threatened.
Her eyes shot open. “You wouldn’t. Not when it feels so good.”
He smiled down at her. “I want to watch you feel good.”
Natalie’s legs widened as his finger slid from her clit down through her silky wet folds, and then dipped slightly inside of her before pulling out and sliding back up to her clit. His finger continued to stroke her.
Dryke glanced down at Natalie, her blonde hair falling around her shoulders. Her sea green eyes had gone a shade darker as lust rocked through her.
“Are you a dream?”
She shook her head.
He was still stunned that his mate had been found by a group of human scientists, when he’d spent a good portion of his life searching low and high for her.
Her tiny pink tongue darted out and licked her lips. He couldn’t resist the pull. Leaning down, he attempted to kiss her on the lips, but she dodged him by turning her head to the side. He wanted to growl at her but resisted the urge.
Instead, he placed a kiss on her cheek, and then kissed his way up her face to her ear. Lightly, he nibbled on the soft cartilage.
She moaned. Loudly.
Dryke smiled as his finger continued to rock her with pleasure. He wondered how long he could last until her hot body called to him. She wanted no sex, and he wanted nothing more than to honor her wishes. But he was just a man and the way she rolled her hips against his hand had him rock hard and ready to take her.
She was so responsive. He could just imagine what she’d be like when he was inside her. Fucking her until she lost all reason.
He growled as his head bent down near her shoulder. He bit the inside of his cheek as he held onto his restraint.
“Don’t stop!” Her head thrashed against the wall behind her. “I’m going to come, and it feels so good.” She purred in pure delight.
Dryke bit the inside of his cheek harder until blood filled his mouth. He had to remember his promise to her.
Her hips bucked against him, thrusting a thigh against his raging hard cock. His control buckled slightly as he allowed his hips to thrust against her. She said no sex, but he needed to feel her flesh against his hot flesh.
He slipped a finger into her wet pussy as his thumb continued to circle her clit, and then the dam broke. She shuddered around his hand, her pussy gathering even more wetness between her thick pussy lips.
“Yes!” She cried out.
“I want nothing more to plunge my cock inside you,” Dryke whispered in her ear as she mewed. “I want to feel you clench around me like you’re clenching around my finger. I want you to milk my cock until my seed shoots deep into you.”
She shuddered a couple of last times as her climax neared its end. She was so beautiful. Dryke backed away, glad she’d given him the opportunity to pleasure her. There was nothing more he would’ve asked for.
“And you?” She panted as she gazed down at him with her lust-hazed eyes.
Dryke wanted to shout for joy. She’d been distant and scared, but her desire had overcome those pesky emotions. No mate would need to fear her Vrak’rir. He was only here in the universe to support and cherish her.
“Only if you wish.” He hoped beyond hope that she would want to pleasure him as he’d pleasured her.
Dryke rose, and she craned her head back so she could still stare him in the eye.
Then she dropped to her knees her hands wrapping around his length, and his eyes shot wide.
“What… what are you doing?”
Her tongue shot out licking the slit on the tip of his cock. “Mmm.” She purred. “You’re sweet.” Her tongue shot out to lick him a second time, and his eyes slid closed, loving what she was doing to him.
Then her hot mouth sucked his cock between her lips. “Mmm.” She purred the vibrations rolling over his length.
“You are a hungry mate.” He was pleased she had come out of her shell, but he would still honor his original promise. They would not have sex, just pleasure each other this night.
With one last pull on his length, she licked from the base of his cock to the tip and then rubbed it against her cheek before wrapping her lips around him once more. She took him deep until he felt his cock bump up against the back of her throat.
“So… fucking good!” He growled as he threw back his head. “I’m close.” He warned her in case she didn’t want to take his seed into her mouth.
She pulled away long enough to utter, “I want to taste you come in my mouth.”
His heart nearly burst at her words.
Then she was back on him hungrily pulling and sucking his cock until a pressure built at the base, and he began to shoot his hot seed into her mouth. She swallowed it all,
and when he was finished she licked his slit one last time.
Glancing down he found her smiling up at him.
“Did you enjoy?”
“Did… did I enjoy?” He laughed, and she scowled. “I am only laughing because you surprised me pleasantly.”
A smile returned to her face. He never wanted it to ever leave her face, and he would do his utmost to assure it stayed right there, where it lit up her eyes.
He held a hand down to her. She slipped her hand into his.
“Thank you.”
Dryke guided Natalie over to the bed.
Chapter 7
Natalie woke slightly and tried to turn into Dryke’s chest seeking the warmth of his body, but she wasn’t able to move her arms or legs. It was like she was strapped down.
Her eyes popped open and all the bliss she’d been feeling left her. She was on a metal table again with her arms and legs strapped down with metal bindings. “Not again!” She screamed at the top of her lungs.
She must have fallen asleep next to the Vrak’rir, next to Dryke. Just saying his name sent shivers racing up and down her spine.
She did her best to turn her head to look around the room, but there was only so far she could twist her neck on the metal table. It was a metal room, and it looked like the same one where she’d first been introduced to the Vrak’rir.
The scientist with glasses and brown hair glided in through a door, a tablet grasped in her hand.
“Have some sympathy on a fellow human being.” Natalie pleaded with the woman. “I haven’t done anything to warrant such treatment.”
The woman continued forward, checked something on her pad, placed the pad on a metal table and then approached Natalie.
“I know you can hear me. Surely, you aren’t completely heartless.”
The woman reached into her lab coat and brought out a syringe. Then she stuck it into Natalie’s arm and took blood.
“What do you need the blood for?”
Still, the woman ignored her as she extracted the needle and went over to the metal table with her pad.
Natalie rolled her head to the side so she could watch what the woman was doing. She appeared to be testing her blood.
The scientist placed her blood on a slide and put it into a small machine. It made a brief whirring noise before letting out a shrill alarm. The scientist picked up her pad, and slowly a frown marred her face.
Whatever she’d been hoping to find she hadn’t found yet.
The other scientist marched in, her tight black bun still tied at the base of her neck. Natalie had to wonder if that woman ever undid her bun and washed her hair. It was always in the same place with no strand of hair sticking out of place.
“How is it looking?” The tight bun lady leaned over to see the other woman’s pad.
“Nothing yet, but it might be too early to tell.”
“True.” Tight bun lady looked thoughtful for a second then nodded her head with a decision, “We’ll send her back in until we know for certain.”
“Know for certain what?” Natalie asked, but like always neither of the women even spared her a glance.
The brunette with glasses walked back over to her with a syringe that was filled with a clear liquid.
“What’s that?” Natalie pulled on the restraints but got nowhere and had to endure the pinch of the needle penetrating her arm.
Everything went black in the matter of seconds.
Dryke cracked open his eyes pleased to find Natalie still wrapped firmly in his arms. That was where she was meant to be, always. He had no intention of her leaving the safety of his arms.
His arm tightened around her waist, bringing her back fully against his front as a smile spread across his face. He wasn’t used to smiling, he’d been in here for too long but it felt good to have his lips stretching upwards instead of downwards for a change.
His other hand roamed up and down her soft skin. Lightly, he caressed her with the back of his black claws. She was perfect, absolute perfection. For the first time in his life, he had something else to focus on other than making credits and expanding his client base.
Then a frowned marred his face. Damn the humans for finding his mate! He’d thought they’d have taken a lot longer or not been successful at all. It was beyond frustrating, because he was in an environment he couldn’t change, at least not easily.
Where were his men? It wasn’t like he lived a life of solitude. He had shipmates. The only problem was he wasn’t too sure they would know where to look for him. This is what happened when he decided to have a day of leisure by himself.
He shook his head. He couldn’t keep dwelling on the past. It would do him no good and just piss him off.
Dryke knew the humans wanted him to claim his mate and fill her with his seed. If they’d presented him with just any woman, he would’ve been able to resist easily, but this was his mate. All his instincts were clamoring inside his head demanding that he give in and take her, but another part needed to protect her, which meant not impregnating her.
Dryke leaned in and took a sniff of her scent. She was definitely his mate. His cock went hard as he continued to think about driving himself into her soft wet flesh. She was resistant to his advances, and he wondered if that was only because of where they were.
He hoped so because he didn’t plan on living the rest of his life here in this facility.
He continued to fill his nose with her scent and couldn’t help his hips which thrust his cock against a soft buttock. He was doing his best to honor his promise to her, but he also couldn’t deny the urges pulsing through his veins.
Natalie stirred in his arms, and then he heard a sharp intake of breath before she flung herself onto the opposite side of the bed. Turning, her jade eyes glared at him.
“You stay on that side, and I stay on this side.” She pointed at him with a long finger. “We may have fooled around but that doesn’t mean there’s anything here.” She waved a hand between them.
“You were the one who curled into me.” Dryke lamented the fact that she’d left his arms. They just wanted to wrap back around her soft form.
“This isn’t a game.” She scolded him.
He frowned at her. “I realize this.”
“Do you Mr. Grope-A-Lot? We are trapped here like animals, and they clearly intend to breed us and possibly never let us go alive.”
Dryke sat up on an elbow. “You have an idea on how to escape?”
“No…”
“Then all we can do is enjoy our time together.” He wiggled his dark eyebrows at her suggestively.
Natalie snorted. “Keep dreaming lover boy. Last night was a one-off. I won’t be so easy next time.”
Dryke’s hands shot out and captured her hips before she had time to react. Then he brought her against his chest and flipped her over, so she was under him.
“Hello mate.”
“Hi.” She squeaked back her eyes gone wide.
His head came down and nuzzled her neck. “Not so easy, huh? I think that sounded like a challenge.”
“I’m guessing they didn’t take you out of the room?” Natalie burst out in a rush of words.
“What?” He paused in his nuzzling of her neck.
“The scientists took me while we were sleeping.” She folded her arms in front of her chest. “So much for being your mate if you don’t even notice me being taken.”
He growled against her skin. “They must have drugged me before coming in here.”
Natalie could see them doing that. It would only make sense for them to be afraid of the big blue Vrak’rir but they’d stuck her in the room with the guy. Hypocrites.
Raising her hands between them she pushed lightly on his azure chest. “I’m not ready for anything.”
“I can get you ready.” He said with a purr and a thrust of his hips against her. His long length brushed up against her bare thigh causing her to lose her mind for a second, but only a second.
“How about no?” It
was the hardest three words she’d uttered, because he did turn her on a little bit, maybe, if she closed her eyes and forgot about the fact that he was an alien.
Dryke rolled off of her, and her eyes fell down to his hard cock, and her eyes seemed stuck to the sight.
“Like what you see?”
“I might, but it doesn’t mean I’m going to do anything about it.”
He still smiled like a goof, and her heart skipped a beat before she told it to shut its mouth and behave.
“I think we should go over some ground rules since it looks like we’ll be living in such close proximity to each other for the foreseeable future.”
His eyes narrowed but he nodded.
“Ok,” it was a good start to the conversation, “you stay on your side of the bed.” She pursed her lips as she thought about some more rules. “And keep your hands to yourself.”
“You expect a lot out of a Vrak’rir. Just having you near me is going to wear on my best intentions.”
“You’ll just have to try.” Natalie rolled off the bed and headed over to the table of food and water. She glanced around the room. “Think they’re watching us?”
She heard the bed creak behind her as he rose off the mattress.
“Most likely.” His voice spooked her with its proximity, and she jumped over to the side to look up at him.
Damn, he was tall and super quiet when he walked.
“There’s no need to be frightened by me.” His deep timbre rolled over her.
“Who said I was afraid?”
He pointed a clawed finger at her neck. “I can see your pulse from here.”
Natalie slapped a hand over her neck. “No, you can’t!”
“I can. Would you like me to take your pulse from over here?”
“Shut up.” She grumped as she kept her hand plastered against her neck. He was right though. She was afraid of him. It wasn’t every day that she was shoved into a room in the nude with a towering Vrak’rir. It was daunting.
Dryke dropped the subject and made his way over to the table of food. He picked up a couple of things she didn’t recognize.