Adaptation: book I

by Pepper Pace

  When he drank his fill from the first breast, he moved to the second, drawing the warm liquid into his hungry mouth. When the flow of milk ebbed, Bilal sucked harder, drawing the milk out and gently squeezing her breast until Carmella moaned. He eyed a lone drop of milk that threatened to drip from her thick nipple and flicked out his tongue greedily, catching and swallowing it. He kissed both nipples and moved upward to reclaim her lips.

  Carmella’s body felt as if her breasts and nipples were on fire. When he lifted her, she clung to him, wrapping her legs around his sinewy body. When he lowered them to the bed, his cock hard between them, Carmella ground her hips against him. Her fingers buried themselves into his hair as his weight came down between her spread thighs. With insistent groans she lapped at his mouth and lips and he reciprocated, feeding her his tongue and offering his mouth.

  Bilal’s body knew exactly what it needed to do. He raised himself up on his left elbow and gripped his shaft, lining himself up with Carmella’s opening. He moaned when he felt her slick warmth against the tip of his cock. He knew that meant that it was okay for him to push inside of her. He did and felt her hot velvety flesh engulf him. He cried out in surprise as he pumped his hips and felt the friction of her canal as it squeezed and vibrated around him.

  “Carmella!” he cried.

  Carmella’s eyes rolled up into her head at the remembered pleasure of having a man inside of her, pushing in and out of her rhythmically. There was pain, but she remembered that the pain was unique and on this side of pleasure. The spiraling in the center of her core soon reminded her how purely delicious it was to feel a man deep inside of her.

  She cried out and clutched his back with each plunge of his cock. How could she have gone so long without feeling this? How could she think her fingers could ever bring her pleasure like this? Shockwaves turned into an earthquake as her body could take no more and finally exploded. Her hips moved from the bed and met his pelvis, forcing him to bury himself balls deep into her. She buried her head into his shoulder and whimpered as wave upon wave of pleasure ebbed through her, her first manmade orgasm in over ten years.

  Bilal held her, shocked by the intense feel of her clenching vagina. It was milking him the way Carmella milked the cows. He couldn’t hold back any longer, and with a loud wail, Bilal released spurt after spurt of semen deep into Carmella’s body.

  His body tensed and seized, holding him in the throes of his own orgasm while his semen continued to flood Carmella. It took several minutes before his body would release itself from its paralysis, and with several small twitches he collapsed on top of her.

  Carmella held onto Bilal’s panting body. She stared wide-eyed at nothing, allowing herself to feel something she thought she had forever lost. She now knew that it had never been lost to her but had been hiding away safely until she was able to bring it back out to the light of day.

  What she thought she had lost was hope.

  She would never lose hope again.

  ~***~

  Bilal listened to the silence of his home.

  His son slept soundly in the next room, and his woman slept contently in his arms, sated from three acts of lovemaking. Had she not fallen asleep, they might still be having sex.

  He was exhausted. His body told him to sleep so that it could rejuvenate, but he found it impossible to turn off his brain and allow his body to shut down.

  Every second of his time was precious, and he would make every second count.

  Five years and counting …

  EPILOGUE

  ~THE FIRST DAY OF THE REST OF OUR LIVES~

  Carmella thrashed in her sleep, fighting the monsters of the night before. She suddenly sat bolt upright in bed with a scream ready to escape from her lips. She looked around frantically and saw that she was in her warm bed with Bilal beside her fast asleep, the covers pushed down exposing his taut belly and one nude hip. Despite the fact that he was asleep his tentacles pushed through his chest and appeared to reach for her.

  As Carmella’s frantic breathing calmed she watched in fascination as one tentacle gently touched her neck the other touched her cheek. This is Bilal, she thought as a warm safe feeling engulfed her. He is watching me even as he sleeps. Tiredly she settled back into bed and placed her head on his shoulders her arms going around his warm body. He didn’t awaken, obviously exhausted and yet his tentacles stayed attuned to her.

  She was curious about something…could they see her even without the use of Bilal’s eyes? Could HE see her even though his eyes were closed? With a yawn she reached out a finger and one tentacle gently twined around it. She smiled to herself and then fell asleep with it wrapped around her finger, secure in the knowledge that none of the monsters from her dreams would ever reach her, no bad men could hurt her or her child. She was safe.

  ~***~

  The next time she opened her eyes it was daylight and Bilal was lying on his side facing her. The first thing she saw were his dark eyes staring at her and she smiled. One of his tentacles was embedded in her shoulder and she reached up to touch it but it slowly released her.

  “I fixed the damage to your neck and located other things that needed fixing.” His brow drew together not wanting to contemplate what she’d endured last night and all the nights before.

  Carmella reached up and felt smooth skin from previous scars. How far they had come when she had hunted him down to kill him and despite that he had saved her from a pack of wolves. He could have left her to her fate but instead he carried her back to her house and repaired her even while he was badly injured from the gun shots that she had delivered.

  In silent acknowledgement of all that he had done and how far they had come, Carmella hugged him tightly and kissed his lips.

  “Thank you,” she murmured.

  “Of course.”

  She pulled back and looked at him. “What about you? Are you completely healed?”

  “Yes.”

  She sat up and swung her legs out of bed. “I’m going to check on the baby.”

  Bilal gripped her wrist. “He’s sleeping.” He could hear their son’s steady breathing. He would be asleep for some time unless interrupted and Bilal knew that his son needed the healing sleep just as much as he had.

  Carmella looked down at Bilal’s hand on her wrist; grey and tan against brown. She met his expectant eyes and smiled.

  “You aren’t ready to get out of bed yet?” She said with a teasing tone.

  “There are things that I would like to do in this bed.” He sat up. Long dark hair trailed in unruly strands over his shoulder and when the bed covers moved down below the dark thatch of hair that nestled between his legs and hinted at the delights to be found there, Carmella felt a warm jolt of electricity between her own thighs.

  He reached out and drew her back down into bed. He watched the way her brown eyes darkened and listened for the increased beating of her heart and the rapid way that her breath moved in and out of her lungs. He then leaned forward and kissed her. Her responsive kiss caused his body to grow hard again and he delighted when she gripped his penis in her hand and rubbed it gently. He wasn’t sure what he wanted to do more; make love to her or just lay back and let her touch him.

  Suddenly he remembered that there was something that he was curious about. Sitting up suddenly he trailed kisses down Carmella’s torso, not forgetting her sweet brown nipples. When he got to her belly she rolled onto her back and gave him a look filled with intensity and need.

  He stroked the bush of pubic hair that covered her mound and then trailed a finger at the crease of her labia. Carmella’s body began to shiver. She spread her legs and watched him as he explored her curiously.

  Bilal took two fingers and spread her lips marveling at the pink, moist folds and the little pearl of pleasure that slowly unfolded from its hood. This is what he was curious about; how it would taste.

  He lowered his mouth and then flicked out his tongue and collected a bit of the clear moisture that was streaming from her v
agina. Immediately her body arched and she mewed. When he glanced up he saw that her head was thrown back and her eyes were tightly closed.

  He flicked with his tongue again and this time her legs began to tremble and her body lurched. She gasped and caught her breath as her hands caught the sheets. Bilal watched her as he licked and sucked at the moist warm folds and soon her writhing and moans escalated until the little pearl against his tongue began to spasm rapidly. He licked it, which caused Carmella to screech and almost come off the bed. But he didn’t stop. He knew that she liked what he was doing.

  After a moment, Carmella drew up her knees and with a breathless giggle moved away.

  “Enough!” She laughed. “I can’t cum anymore!”

  He climbed up onto the bed and gripped her in his arms just wanting the feel of her there against his body. But she had other ideas. She kissed him and then wiggled out of his grasp and moved down the bed.

  Bilal sat up on his elbows and watched as she took hold of his hard shaft. She placed his penis into her mouth and for a wonderful few seconds he forgot how to breath.

  Carmella’s tongue swirled around the tip of Bilal’s penis. His sweet salty taste caused her mouth to water with urgency and she gobbled up as much of his shaft as she could. He was thick and hard but she was able to fill her mouth with him until he teased her tonsils.

  She knew that he enjoyed her efforts when he gasped and then choked out her name.

  Now Bilal understood why Lawrence always talked about and thought about sex. This was the best feeling imaginable! How could anything feel better than this? He managed to look down and the sight of Carmella’s mouth filled with his penis was enough to send him over. His body seized and then he ejaculated filling her mouth with powerful jets of semen.

  Yet again he abandoned all reason as he allowed his body to take over. He didn’t analyze the feelings as he would have in his Centaurian body. As a human there were more emotion and sensation. He understood the passion that filled humans. And why they sometimes acted so recklessly; because there was so much more intensity. For instance, this sensation could barely be confined within himself and it was as if he was imploding into shards.

  When his body finally fell from its blissful state he managed to crack open his eyes to see Carmella’s beautiful face smiling down at him.

  “That was … amazing,” he managed.

  She snuggled into his arms. “We need to get up … the cow needs milking, the eggs need to be collected, the animals need feeding-”

  “Yes … ” Bilal yawned. A moment later he was fast asleep.

  Carmella yawned and decided that they could use a quick nap and soon she fell asleep as well.

  ~***~

  Much later the two new lovers finally made their way from the bedroom and went about the task of tending to their chores. Carmella carried her fussy son on her hip. His new tentacles provided a great deal of distraction for him as he gnawed and drooled over his new limbs.

  As she bathed him she examined the new limbs thoroughly. Like Bilal’s his tentacles were grey and very reminiscent of a snake except that the tip held an opening, which she knew could produce a deadly sharp talon. She wondered if it was safe for him to play with it and decided that she would ask Bilal. She got him diapered and then dressed him in a set of new clothes that they had found the day before.

  As she pulled on the coveralls she wondered why she had never noticed how big he had gotten. The coveralls were for nine month olds and he nearly fit them perfectly. Yes, she knew that due to her son’s Centaurian DNA he was bigger than the average baby. But what she did not expect was for him to continue growing at such a rapid rate.

  Carmella’s head began to ache as she tried to sort through all of the things that needed to be dealt with. She’d have to talk to Bilal about Raj. Then there was the events of yesterday …

  The foul memory of Sonny, Earl and Ma was one that she couldn’t handle right now, so she stared at the items that she and Bilal had collected from yesterday’s shopping trip. Bilal had already emptied the truck of their new bounty and it was all sitting in the living room waiting for her to put into their proper places. She decided to feed Raj once again before she tackled the pile of provisions. She sat on the chaise and slipped her breast from her bra and offered it to her son. He had been fussy earlier in the day when she had tried giving him a late breakfast and it took him a while to accept her breast.

  This time he accepted it readily enough as he concentrated on his tentacle. She kissed his curls and smiled at her beautiful baby boy. And then he chomped down on her nipple and she yowed.

  “Whoa Raj!” She pulled her tender breast from his mouth while he looked at her in alarm. His little face screwed up as if he would cry but she kissed his forehead and then placed her forefinger into his mouth and felt his gums.

  Oh my God. He’s teething! Three month olds did not teeth …

  The door swung open suddenly and Bilal was standing there flanked by three wolves. His eyes latched onto hers and only then did he appear to relax.

  “Why did you yell?”

  Big wolf and Li’l wolf followed him into the house while Girl stayed stationed on the porch stairs as if she was trained to make sure no one would breach the entrance.

  “You heard that?” Of course he’d heard it. She slipped her breast back into her shirt. “Bilal we need to talk about Raj. He just bit me—with teeth.”

  Bilal slipped off heavy duty gloves and his new parka and tossed them onto the end of the chaise. He gave her a confused look while his son strained forward to be picked up by him. He scooped him up and Raj gripped a small fistful of his hair and immediately put it into his mouth.

  Carmella couldn’t help but to pause at how beautiful they looked together; Bilal wearing jeans, boots and a thermal t-shirt holding his curly haired son who looked enough like both of them that it was spooky.

  She stood up and grew serious again. “Bilal he’s two months old. Look how big he is.”

  Raj spared her a curious look before he continued with his exploration of his father’s hair, quickly covering his little fist in baby drool.

  Bilal’s brow rose in confusion. “I know very little about human babies. Human’s rarely allowed Centaurians access to their off-spring.” There was plenty of data concerning every imaginable topic of human existence but it was uploaded to the Mothership and he had never been particularly interested in the topic.

  Until now.

  How stupid of him not to have learned every aspect of the developmental phases of a child before impregnating Carmella with a hybrid life form? His rapid development had nearly killed her when she carried him. Why would he think that it would just stop after birth?

  He frowned and hefted his son into his arms and looked into his eyes, examining him visually.

  “Raj, do you want to play a game?” Bilal asked simply. Raj turned his attention to his father. “What is my name?”

  Raj grinned. “Dada! Blaaablaa!”

  Carmella felt her heartbeat quicken.

  Bilal gestured to her. “Who is that?”

  “Mommy.” He said clearly. Carmella’s eyes widened but she also felt a proud smile tugging at her mouth.

  “What’s your name?” Bilal continued.

  “Rajie.”

  Carmella beamed with pure love and pride for her baby boy.

  Bilal looked at Carmella but he seemed far from happy. Her smile slipped away. “What’s wrong?”

  “I have to stop this progression. It’s too fast. He’s developing like a Centaurian … but he doesn’t have a Centaurian’s lifespan.”

  “What?” She whispered, a chill traveling down her spine.

  “When he’s five years old it will be as if he’s fifteen years old. Do you understand? This rapid growth is taking years from Raj’s life.”

  THE END

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  About the Author

  Pepper Pace creates a unique brand of Interracial/multicultural erotic romance. While her stories span the gamut from humorous to heartfelt, the common theme is crossing racial boundaries.

  The author is comfortable in dealing with situations that are often times considered taboo. Readers find themselves questioning their own sense of right and wrong, attraction and desire. The author believes that an erotic romance should first begin with romance and only then does she offers a look behind the closed doors to the passion.

  Pepper Pace lives in Cincinnati, Ohio where many of her stories take place. She writes in the genres of science fiction, youth, horror, urban lit and poetry. She is a member of several online role-playing groups and hosts several blogs. In addition to writing, the author is also an artist, an introverted recluse, a self proclaimed empath and a foodie. Pepper Pace can be contacted at her blog, Writing Feedback:

  http://pepperpacefeedback.blogspot.com/ or by email at pepperpace.author@yahoo.com