Aside from the fact that its color was blue, like the rest of him, and the size was massively larger than any penis she had seen before, it looked the same as any man’s would.
When she finally took it into her mouth, she realized, however, that he didn’t taste the same as other men. He was sweet. Still holding on firmly to the base, she slipped her mouth up and down, letting her tongue run along the tip as she did.
He began to move his hips up and down, matching her movements. He let out a soft, satisfied moan as she continued to pleasure him. Once she knew he was thoroughly enjoying himself, she pulled back, letting the crisp night air replace the warmth her mouth had provided.
A few seconds later, she would return, lowering herself between his thighs, and resuming her position. Again, she ran her tongue over him, and again, she pulled back.
She was enjoying watching him dig his hands into the earth, grabbing desperately at the ground, the frustration of her torturous game almost too much for him.
Knowing she was able to satisfy him only made her own longing grow stronger. Each time she took his long, thick member into her mouth, she felt herself become wet. It wasn’t just the action that aroused her; it was being with him.
She, too, had had the burning desire to know what it would be like to give herself to him completely. With his hands and his mouth, he was able to satisfy her beyond the point that any man had ever done before. And each time he did, she felt herself become more and more drawn to him. It wasn’t just lust that she felt; it was something more.
It was a raw, hot need that she had felt building force inside her. Even when she was mad at him, she felt like she couldn’t stay away from him. She tried to deny that to herself, but there, in that moment, she knew it was true. Her body ached for him.
Still, she was enjoying her game—she was enjoying the control. It wasn’t long, however, before the heat of the moment became too much for Hakona to handle.
As she pulled herself up away from him, hoping to let the frustration continue to build, he lunged himself forward. He pressed his lips to hers, firmly, and pushed her back onto the cold, damp ground.
The contrast of the cool earth beneath her and the heat of Hakona's body on top of her caused her senses to scream with a confused pleasure. He pulled back and looked down at her, an expression in his eye that she didn't recognize.
It was as if the animal inside him had been awakened. He propped himself up on his hands, one on either side of her head. "Your fun is over, it's my turn now," he said. His tone was dripping with a lustful rage. It didn't scare her but instead excited her.
He positioned himself between her legs, letting his member rub against her inner folds. He shifted his hips around a few times, making sure that the contact of his penis against her lower lips was taunting enough to make her wet.
Every time he brushed himself against her, she felt a surge of warmth prickle up her spine. When she felt him begin to slide himself inside of her, her entire body tensed with anticipation.
But then he pulled out. He was playing her game. He was giving her just a little taste and then ripping it away. He lowered his hips again, and she raised hers, trying to pull him into her as much as she could.
He slid in, just the tip, and pulled out again.
She let out a frustrated groan. Her stomach was turning with longing and her head was spinning slightly.
And then, with force and purpose, he leaned in, pushing himself completely inside her. A loud gasp escaped her lips as the feeling of warmth consumed her completely.
She felt as if a fire had been ignited in her chest. The heat passing between them poured out into the air around them. Both of their bodies were covered in sweat, and when he lowered himself down on top of her, she felt like a cloud of flame had enveloped her.
She could feel him inside her, deep inside her. He thrust his hips forward and pulled them back, brushing against every part of her most intimate places. The feeling was almost painful at first. He was able to go deeper and graze parts of her that she had never expected to feel touched before.
But the pain quickly receded, and all that was left was nothing but a burning pleasure. She raised her hips when he pulled his back, wanting to keep him buried as deep inside of her has possible.
When she felt her body begin to tense, signaling that the orgasm was close, she wrapped her arms around his neck, tightly and pulled him closer to her. She felt her legs begin to tremble as the muscles in her stomach spasmed on their own accord. She let out a soft moan of satisfaction, simultaneously digging her teeth down into his neck to keep her soft outburst from turning into a full-blown scream.
“I’m not done with you yet,” he growled softly in her ear.
Again, he pulled back, the look of lust still in his eye, and once again began to thrust his hips back and forth. Her body responded immediately, tensing up as his member slid slowly, but forcefully, in and out of her.
“It’s too much,” she gasped.
He didn’t look concerned. He knew what she meant. It was too much pleasure, too much satisfaction, too much passion. She twisted around on the ground, opening her legs further to give him more access.
The rough ground beneath her was no longer cold; it was also ablaze with the heat that was pouring out of Hakona and hanging in the air, heavy and thick. She reached down and grabbed hold of his hips, pulling him towards her.
He continued to take her, the force with which he moved bringing her once again to the point of release. Again, he didn’t stop. The world around them spun violently, as he rotated his hips, making sure to fill them both with a feeling of ecstasy neither of them had before experienced.
She wasn’t sure how much longer they were there, tangled up on the forest floor, lost in the moment of bliss. It could have been hours; it could have been days. She lost all track of time and any sense of reality while she was there.
The impending doom that was waiting for them wasn’t on her mind. The Samou and the threat they posed; the people back at her camp, searching for her. They all disappeared. The only thing she knew was that she was there—with him. Feeling him inside her made her feel complete. It was as if their bodies had been made for each other. There was something about it that made her feel so completely at peace, that she wished it didn’t have to end.
But, when Hakona let out a loud grunt, and with one final, strong thrust reached completion, she knew it had to. He let his body slump forward, resting his chest on hers, still supporting most of his weight on his elbows on either side of her head. He kissed her slowly, running his tongue over her lips as he pulled away.
When he pulled himself out of her slowly and rolled onto his side, a feeling of cold emptiness washed over her. She reached out to him, resting her head on his chest. She didn’t know what he would feel in that moment. Now that the bond had been made, she wasn’t sure what he was experiencing.
What she did know, was that all she wanted was to stay wrapped up in his arms forever.
Chapter 14: Saying Goodbye
Hakona brought her back to her room, just as the sun was beginning to appear in the distance. They slipped in the back entrance. He went ahead, to make sure there were no guards at her door, before escorting her the rest of the way.
“I’ll come back soon,” he promised. “I’ll find a way to get you back to your people.”
“Thank you,” she replied. She wanted to say more. She wanted to say anything to make him stay there with her longer, but she knew that he couldn’t. Others would be waking up soon, and he had to be anywhere but there by the time that happened.
When he left, she felt a coldness wash over her. She hadn’t asked him if he felt different after being with her. She didn’t want to know. She knew that even if he tried to explain it to her, she wouldn’t be able to understand.
She felt different, though. She felt more connected with him. It wasn’t the same as it was for him, she was aware of that. But still, she felt like something changed the moment the
ir bodies came together. It was something she had never felt with another lover before.
And now, as she sat alone in her cell, she couldn't shake that feeling. The fact that she would be leaving him soon sat on her chest like a heavy weight and the more she processed the thought, the heavier it became.
If only there were some way they could stop the whole thing from happening. She knew that Hakona didn’t think it was possible. But, maybe, when she reached her camp, she could convince them to leave. If she convinced them to continue their search and leave the Samou and Planet 48-Z behind, then they could prevent what was about to come.
But then, she was faced with the same problem that was making her chest feel like a lump of cement. She would have to leave with them. She would have to say goodbye to Hakona forever. Even if she wanted to stay, the Samou would never allow it.
She collapsed onto her cot and let the soothing feeling of sleep overcome her. She closed her eyes slowly and drifted off. She pushed all thoughts of the attacks and leaving Planet 48-Z from her mind completely, and thought only of being wrapped up in Hakona's arms. Even that was enough to relax her. The memory of his body pressed close to hers warmed her, and before she knew it, she was fast asleep.
The next day, Queane came to give her food but didn't speak to her. She could sense that she was still angry with her, so she didn't push her to talk. She didn't feel like talking, either.
The only thing she could think about was the impending decision she was going to make. The day before, the thought of being able to escape and warn her people would have been the most important thing to her.
But now, she couldn’t bear the thought of leaving Hakona behind. She could still feel his breath on her neck, the way he moved when they were locked up together, and the feeling of satisfaction that he gave her.
More than that, she realized that she did, truly love him.
She spent the entire day thinking this over again and again in her mind. Hakona had said it would be a few days before he was able to arrange an escape for her. It was for that reason that she was surprised when he appeared at her door, sometime late into the night.
The rush of excitement she felt upon seeing him, though, replaced any other thoughts in her mind in that moment. She pushed herself up off of her cot and ran across the small room, throwing her arms around him and letting the feeling of his presence warm her.
“Why are you here?” she asked. “I thought you said it would be…”
“It’s not that. It’s…”
“What?”
She could tell by his tone that it was something serious. It was burdening him, and she suddenly became very nervous.
“It’s your people.”
“What about my people? What happened?” her heart skipped a beat, and the nerves began to work their way through her.
“The others—they’re already here.”
“That can’t be!” Allison exclaimed. “It should have taken them at least a month to arrive, if not more!”
“I don’t know what to tell you. We had a scout out watching, and they’re here.”
“How many?”
“A lot,” he said softly.
“What does that mean?”
“It means we’re going to attack.”
"No!" she said stepping back from him quickly. "You can't! I haven't had the chance to talk to them! I haven't been able to warn Tory or my friends…"
“I promised you I would release you,” he said slowly, “and I’ll hold true to that promise.”
“Now?” she squeaked. She wasn’t ready yet. She should have been. She should have been more than ready to flee from her captives and warn her camp of their impending doom. But, she wasn’t ready to leave Hakona.
“Not right now, no,” he shook his head. “I spoke to Queane. She’s going to sneak you out while the others are preparing for the battle.”
“When are you leaving?”
“Soon,” he said firmly. “In the morning.”
“That means…”
“That means that as soon as the sun is up and it’s safe to venture into the forest, Queane will be here to take you away.”
She lowered her gaze to the ground. It didn’t make sense. How could they have arrived so quickly? The only explanation was that they had been en-route long before she ever got taken.
“You’ll kill them all, won’t you?” she asked sheepishly.
“Don’t make me answer that,” he said stepping forward and resting his hand on her shoulder.
“But if I get back in time to convince them to leave?” she began.
“You can try, Allison. But I’ve told you—we’ve dealt with your kind before. They’re not interested in leaving. They’re only interested in wiping out any and everything that would prevent them from staying.”
It seemed like what he was saying made sense, but she couldn’t bring herself to believe it. “If I didn’t know about you being here before, then others don’t either,” she countered.
“What do you want from me?” he asked. His voice was low, but his tone frustrated. “I’m letting you go, Allison. I’m letting you warn them. Save who you can, but you won’t be able to save all of them. And there will be some you won’t want to, once you learn the truth.”
“I know the truth,” she said softly.
“You don’t want to accept it, though. And it doesn’t matter what I say, you won’t believe me until you see it for yourself.”
“Is that why you’re really letting me go?” she asked, looking up at him. “So I’ll believe you?”
“I’m letting you go because the thought of you resenting me for what I’m about to do makes me question if I should or not. And I can’t have those thoughts. I can’t turn my back on my people.”
She turned away from him, her anger and frustration building up inside of her. Everyone had lied to her—everyone. She felt like every part of her world was crashing down around her. The only thing she had left was him.
He crossed the room and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her back against him. Her initial reaction was to fight him off, but the burning ache that his touch instilled in her prevented her from doing so.
“I’m sorry,” he leaned in and whispered in her ear.
The feeling of his breath on her neck sent a shiver running down her spine. She leaned back into him, letting the warmth of his body consume her. The memory of their encounter just the night before came flooding back to her. She couldn’t get the thought of his strong body pressed against hers out of her mind.
She tilted her head up and lifted herself onto her tiptoes so that he was able to kiss her. Her back still pressed to his chest, she could feel his heart rate accelerate as their lips came together. Her own pulse quickened as she felt his tongue press against the seam of her lips.
She opened her mouth slightly, letting him slip his tongue into her mouth. The taste of his breath filled her with a sweet, but burning flame of desire. He pressed his body against her back, forcing her to step forward.
When they reached the wall on the far end of her cell, she lifted her hands, resting them on the cold stone. He kept his hands at her waist and began to slowly move them around to her stomach, getting closer and closer to the edge of her shorts.
With each subtle movement, a bolt of desire went running through her. She arched her back, pushing herself into his midsection, feeling his member press against her. It was becoming hard, and just the thought of feeling it inside her again made her head begin to swim.
His fingers inched lower, and the anticipation building up in her stomach moved to her chest. Her breathing became heavy, and her heart felt like it was accelerating by the second.
She lowered one of her hands, using the other for support and stopped him. “Should we?” she asked softly.
“It’s not like it’s the first time,” he replied.
Looking up into his eyes, her anger towards him melted away. The only thing she felt in that moment towards him was a raw
, burning desire. She wanted to give into her urges; she wanted to be with him—it may be the last chance she got.
“But here? Someone may find us.” As she voiced her doubt, she saw a flash of mischievous appear in his eye.
“It just adds to the excitement,” he replied as he grasped at the ties of her shorts.
When she felt them become loose, she leaned her head forward, waiting for the moment when his hand would find the soft, delicate place and pleasure her in a way that only he could.
The heat that she felt between her thighs was a combination of the lust building up inside of her and the natural heat that always poured out of him when they were together.
She was becoming wet at the mere idea of having him touch her. She knew what it felt like, and she knew she wanted to feel it again.
He didn’t take to touching her right away, though. He enjoyed the feeling of her squirming, the way she slid her hips around, waiting for him to caress her. She tried to lift herself up, but his fingers always seemed to be just out of her reach. He grazed her stomach softly, drawing tiny circles on her skin as he lowered his hand more and more. She felt the anticipation build as he slid her shorts down, letting them fall to the ground.
She kicked them away quickly, waiting for him to continue. Leaning against the wall, her breasts pressed up against the cold stone, she inhaled deeply, the feeling of frustrated longing building up more and more inside her. She wanted to feel him touch her. Damn it! Why wouldn’t he touch her?
He must have sensed her tense state and taken some satisfaction from it, because instead of sliding his hands down between her legs, he moved them upwards instead, undoing the straps of her top, exposing her bare chest. He leaned into her, pressing her against the cold stone. The feeling of the cool wall on her chest, mixed with the warmth of his chest pressed to her back was enough to make her start to shake with longing.
She reached behind her, impatient with his delay and found the straps of his pants. He didn’t pull back as she undid them quickly, pushing them hurriedly down so that they slumped down and fell around his knees. She took hold of his member. She could feel it become harder in her hand. She became more aroused as she ran her fingers over the tip of him. She imagined the feeling of him inside of her, the way that he seemed to fill her completely, reaching places no one else had, and pleasuring her like she had never dreamed possible.
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