Primal: A Dark Sci-Fi Reverse Harem Romance (Alpha Unknown Book 1)

by Penelope Woods

  Profound moans turned to deep sighs. Her shaking body fell back against me, throat catching on her syllables as I lifted her for more air. She fell into my arms, twisting her head to kiss me. I tasted her tongue and bit her lip, pulling it back, playfully. “I will give you more than that. You will see,” I whispered.

  She nodded, full of air, yet breathless. She gazed into my eyes, lips parting, beautiful. In that moment, she seemed to glow, for she did not know it yet, but she was falling in love. All of her vital signs pointed to it.

  “Come for me,” she whispered. “I want to feel you. Breed me like an animal.”

  I nudged in deeper, surprised. I expected her to want to fuck, but I didn’t expect her to go this far, so fast. The guys were going to be pissed, but what did I care? They’d pick up seconds, gladly.

  “Are you sure?” I asked. “It’s a lot for a human cunt to take.”

  She nodded gracefully, her beauty a light against all darkness. As I forced in deeper, I felt myself unable to hold back, even if I tried. I couldn’t deny her request. She pushed and opened for me, taking in every inch with ease. She had gotten used to me. That had never happened so fast before.

  Leaning forward, she grabbed the bedpost and arched her back. Every limb of mine turned rigid and still as my cock swelled inside her. The soft rumble came from within, and I felt myself start to lose it. I held her smooth stomach, body seizing up in anticipation as the softness of her tits brushed against my forearm. Without stopping, I took her.

  I erupted inside her.

  She was the most pleasure a being could feel. Like a good earthly whore, she took all of me. I burst and drove in harder, spraying her cunt as she begged me to breed. “Yes,” she whispered. “Magnus, yes.”

  I grunted, low and deliberate, forcing back from her quivering pussy. I pulled out and sprayed her back, fumbling it back inside to drive in deeper. She knew how to please me, and she sure as fuck was ready for all three of us.

  I gave her all I could before the swoosh of reality hit me. A rush of panic caused my blood to turn cold. The entire time, my eyes went toward that locked door. She convinced me Zane wasn’t a threat, and I had actually convinced myself he wouldn’t come inside, even if he did hear her frantic moans. Her scent mesmerized me, made me obsessively need her sex. And her wishes—why the fuck did I have to respect the one wish that put her and my group in danger?

  From her memories, I saw what he did. What he would do was even worse. With absolute horror and tiring melancholy, I’d watched as Zane massacred a tribal teacher, another shaman, and one more innocent life to get what he wanted. He wasn’t after Adeline, nor was he after her mother’s money. He was trying to destroy our species.

  I couldn’t reveal any of that to her. She wouldn’t understand. Not yet, at least. She was still naive about most things, despite her incredible intelligence and fortitude. When it came to matters of the heart, she was still so vulnerable. I couldn’t shatter her world any more than it had been, so I kept his memories hidden and vowed to keep her safe.

  As soon as I drifted out of her, I felt the air in the cabin change. The door moved from the pressure inside. Immediately, my eyes darted toward the window.

  “What is it?” Adeline asked.

  We both knew exactly what it was. Zane had left the cabin, causing the air to push through the hallway, hitting our door. “Shh,” I whispered. “Keep your head down.”

  Quietly, Zane appeared outside, stopping only to gaze at a small map he had drawn. All of his searching had led him here, but he didn’t know of the atrocities within this zone. This forest was one of many landscapes, and if he went too far, he’d die.

  Adeline’s heartbeat quickened. I could feel it against my shoulder blade as she sat up to see well. “Please,” she begged. “Don’t kill him.”

  My predatory instincts kicked in. The simple thought of him cut open and suffering made me excited, but I respected her wishes. “What is it you see in him?”

  “I despise him,” she replied harshly. “But he has the capacity to be good.”

  All humans had the capacity for all things. Energy flowed as it could, and he had accepted the invitation of such darkness it disgusted even me. The tribal people on the other side held a respectful pact with us. They didn’t deserve such a legacy.

  “Come. Sleep with me here,” she said, swaying her palm across the silky bed sheets.

  I took another look at her teardrop tits, her hourglass frame, and thick hips. Second to killing, she was my weakness. As rational as I tried to stay, I succumbed to my primitive urges. I sank into the comfy mattress with one thing on my mind: round two.

  8

  Adeline

  Never in a million years would I think I’d wake up in the muscular arms of an alien beast from another dimension. There were a lot of weird scenarios an exploratory scientist could get herself into, but this was by far the weirdest. And, somehow, it was also the hottest and most passionate lovemaking imaginable. I smoothed my back against him, ass sore and limbs a bit tired. I still felt him shuddering, spraying his warm cum inside me. I knew it was a big leap from the emotions I felt in that hostel with that other beast, but this one had shown me another side. He made me feel like I could trust him. It had been such an unbelievable night; I didn’t know how to start my day.

  I felt his cock rise between my legs, inching over my clit. I purred and held my breath, pushing back against him. It took everything in me not to let him anchor me down again, but I just didn’t have the energy. Plus, there was a job to do. I couldn’t keep forgetting that. Now that I had made contact and gotten closer to one of the aliens, I needed to press on. The origins of life, the mysteries of the pyramids, the aligning of the planets and shape of the constellations—I had so many questions to ask.

  His palm rested firmly against my ass, expressively squeezing the round bottom flesh. I arched my back and felt a tough smack, but it didn’t hurt this time. I smiled as the stinging sensation ran through my aching body, waking me up with excitement as well as slight anxiety. The closer I got to them and this world, the more I felt like staying. But the more I felt like staying, the more I thought about home. It was an odd mix of emotions.

  His hand moved farther down my cheeks, exploring the soft outer shell of my pussy. He opened me and dug in deep, arching his fingers against my soft sponge, thumb spreading my wetness across my clit. An electrifying buzz shook through me. I let out a shocked moan but quickly covered my mouth so Zane wouldn’t hear. Then I remembered him running off into the night. What the heck was he doing?

  I wanted Mag so bad I was soaking the sheets. Mag, the warrior alien from the Gateway Zone. Jesus. No, I didn’t just want him. I wanted him to own me. Was that so bad? A deep lustful energy pulled me onto his hand, and he controlled me, knowing every button to press. I would submit to him, but only because I knew he would treat me right. He’d give me everything Zane could not and would not.

  “Look how wet you are,” he whispered, removing his fingers to level them over my clit.

  My pussy throbbed and ached. Pushing my legs firmly together, I groaned. My wetness clung thick to his fingers. ”I... I can’t take another orgasm,” I admitted.

  Grabbing hold of my hips he let out a roar and flipped me over, throwing my legs over his shoulders. He pet down my thigh. A playful, yet dominant look clung to his rugged face. “You didn’t expect to enjoy this,” he said. It wasn’t a question but a statement I couldn’t debate. He closed my legs together and made his way lower, lightly kissing the fleshy mound of my pussy.

  “Enjoy what?” It was such a silly question I immediately turned away. Of course, I knew what. Him. This place. His dominating love. No, I hadn’t expected any of it, and the more I fell into it, the more I wanted.

  “I’ve seen all of your fantasies, explored all of your nightmares and dreams,” he whispered.

  I gulped and felt the heat in my body consume me. “What did you see?”

  “A sheltered woman, lookin
g for a way out,” he said.

  “Hm...”

  I turned and coiled my legs around his muscular hips. I traced my small fingers across every ripple of the never-ending landscape of body muscle, slowing down only when I found his tuft of happy trail.

  Looking into his eyes, I wrapped my hand around his cock, surprised again by how thick and solid he was. His pupils widened, primal and animalistic yet completely humanoid. I still didn’t know what to make of their species, and maybe I wouldn’t ever know, but it felt so right that I wouldn’t let myself pull away. It may have been crazy, but he looked at me like he truly loved me. He gazed deeper than anyone had before.

  “Nobody understands me,” I whispered back, falling deeper into him.

  He moved slowly and deliberately, arching his pelvis up until his cock met my folds. Taking it further, he inched inside and moaned deep from the heart. “Nobody treats you right,” he said.

  I nodded, much faster than I had anticipated. Sucking in a breath, I bit my bottom lip and felt every inch of him expand inside me. He filled me to the brim until I shook with pleasure. I was already feeling the pressure of an orgasm swell inside my core, pushing me to rock my hips until I exploded once more. “You treat me right,” I said.

  He felt up and down my body, firmly gripping my tits. “Adeline. I need you to know one thing. I will never hurt you. If anyone tries to take or injure you, I will protect you. The others will do the same,” he purred against my ear. “You are a treasure. And we shall keep you.”

  “I—” I clenched, and he thrust even deeper, pumping me faster but always holding me close. His hands reeled me in. Caught in his strong hold, I wanted to tell him what I was feeling, but that would have been crazy. I couldn’t tell him I... well, fuck. Was this love I was feeling?

  I was so confused; I couldn’t help but fall back into that familiar feeling of shame. But as I tried to gather my thoughts, he was busy splitting me open and kissing my most tender curves. Goose bumps rose on my skin, and my body tensed, blood pumping faster from my heart.

  “I know what you’re feeling,” he growled through his moans.

  “Even now?” I whispered.

  “Always.”

  He drove in deeper, forcing me down for his liking. I dug my hands into the sheets and grunted. There was no coming back from this feeling of extreme elation. I was going to come, for him, my new master. ”Then you know,” I said.

  My chest was pounding, my throat thick with saliva. Anticipation filled my entire being, and, for the first time in my life, I felt connected to someone I could look up to. He was softer, this time. Tender and caring, even. He knew more, could give me more than any man, and he vowed to protect me, and I, him.

  I nudged my hips back as the sensation flowed out of me. Hot tremors rolled throughout my body. The incredible orgasm was about to floor me. “Don’t stop.” I clasped my hands around him and begged him to thrust deeper. “Never fucking stop.”

  All of my energy flowed into him, and I let myself go. I wanted this. I wanted it to never end. “Eternity can last such a long time. But, with you, it will be bearable.”

  “Yes,” I whispered, completely lost in his trance. “It’s all I want.”

  Pumping harder and deeper, he was intent on filling me again. His groans intensified, and his grip squeezed so hard it left dark red marks across the flesh. “Come for your master.”

  Fucking come...

  My core throbbed, muscles convulsing, erratic and quick. My pussy grew wetter by the second as he continued to pierce right through me, a long and continuous pulsating rhythm. I wasn’t used to this, wasn’t usually this dirty, but I enjoyed pleasing him.

  “Oh, God...” I groaned, eyes rolling back unnaturally. I shifted my head back in an attempt to squelch the intensity, but it was no use. He forced his mighty hand around my neck and lightly squeezed around the frail cartilage. And just before I could scream his name, he whispered, “I adore you, Addie. Be ours.”

  “Mag,” I moaned. “I’m yours.”

  Maybe it was the heat of the moment, but I meant it. The emotion had been lurking within me for some time. I didn’t believe in love at first sight. I knew all about the heavy allure of oxytocin, but I had never felt it so strongly before. I was an absolute mess.

  He tore through me and made me quake, and I fell useless and limp in his grasp. My legs twitched as the pleasure dissipated. An embarrassing snort left my mouth. I twisted my head and blinked to see him again, to see if this was even real and not some hallucination.

  Nope. It was real, all right. He slid out from me, spilling pools of wetness below, smashing his crown against my clit as my orgasm ravaged me.

  Gliding back in, he let out a thunderous howl. His muscles flexed violently. Taking hold, he drove in close, holding snug and deep. Quickly, a moan escaped his throat, and he thrust back, only to pump in deeper. His head bobbed inside me, swelling bigger until it rumbled against my spot.

  “Ohh...” His eyes drooped. “You want it, buttercup? You want to feel my seed coat you, baby?”

  “Yes, master,” I begged, eyes worshipping him. “Come inside me.”

  “Ohh, yes, that’s it—yes.” He seized up and let go, slumping forward. Fists turning into tight balls, he groaned. Then, a surge of hot and sticky cum sprayed within me. Over and over again, thick streams shot and covered my walls. I didn’t have any reservations anymore. I was his and, soon, I would be theirs.

  “Take me to them,” I said. “I want to meet them.”

  His teeth clenched. After giving three more solid pumps, he drew out, cum dripping down my lips and thighs. Not only had I been in a showerless region for over a week, I had just fucked an alien. Er, a beast. It didn’t matter what he was. I was filthy. I needed a cleaning pronto.

  “You humans can take a lot,” he said, chest pumping large amounts of oxygen.

  “Tell me about it,” I said, practically choking on air.

  He dropped to the mattress, pulling me in to spoon him, kissing all over my body until I was underneath him once more. I was sure if he wanted to, he could have gone on for days, but I was on my last legs from that orgasm.

  “Mag, I think I need a shower,” I whispered.

  He grinned and looked over at the adjacent bathroom. Inside was a large porcelain tub, fit for a queen. When I was growing up, my family would come here on vacations, and I would get that bathroom to myself. I was suddenly reminded of the countless times I had masturbated with the pliable showerhead. To a curious teenager with a lot of pent-up frustrations, that thing was a godsend. I was sure Mag had already seen those memories, had experienced them in a way I couldn’t.

  “Stay right here. I’ll run the bath.”

  “The water is ready for you,” he said.

  Through the doorway, I could see him dip his large hand into the water. The light trickle echoed off the tiled walls, and the glow from the morning light looked so soothing against the wet porcelain. I walked into the bathroom with a mild sense of guilt because I knew I shouldn’t have let Zane run off like that. Surely, he must have heard Mag and I, which was completely embarrassing. Selfishly, I thought of the team I had so stupidly left behind, on the other side. They had probably been calling me for days. If word of this got back to them or the community at large, I’d be ostracized.

  And still, I didn’t mind. Lost in the heavenly glow of the moment, I was his. It made me feel special, but a bit apprehensive. I had been there before, lost in the promise of someone else’s eyes. And this wasn’t something so simple. There were more of them. I didn’t know if it was possible to enjoy three at once. Fuck, I didn’t know how any of this worked.

  “Sweet little Adeline,” his voice resonated, loud and powerful. “Come.”

  Silently, I walked toward him, stopping a few feet away from the tub. The nostalgia was strong, and it threw me off balance. He stood and pointed toward the rippling water. “Now,” he commanded.

  But I didn’t move. I gazed at my reflection in t
he water and suddenly felt more emotional than ever. Perhaps sensing my discomfort, Mag bent and wrapped his arms around me. “Sweetness, do I scare you?”

  “No,” I muttered in a frustrated tone. My body shook. It had very little to do with him, and everything to do with my own life journey. “I... I’m sorry. It’s not you. There have just been a lot of things I’ve been dealing with lately. I don’t know what to do. All of this is, like, beyond weird.”

  He pulled me into his grasp, trickling his fingers through my hair and down my neck, comforting me. “Sweetness, it pains me to see you hurting.”

  I sucked in and blew out harshly. It was just a quick burst of emotion, but I felt embarrassed he had to see me this way. I didn’t trust him. I couldn’t trust anyone. But the entire time he sat with me, he was sweet and more careful with his movements than any human being I had been with. Maybe our love was right, but I needed time.

  There was a small scratch on my hip. He touched it, smearing the trickle of blood. When I winced and drew back, he smiled. “Look,” he said, revealing a similar cut on his abdomen.

  “Did I do that?” I asked.

  “I want this. Forever.”

  “Forever...” That word had such power attached to it, but it didn’t seem possible for anything to last that long.

  He noticed my apprehension. “I cannot die. I won’t ever leave you,” he said, so arrogantly I should have laughed. “You don’t believe me?”

  I shook my head and gave a weak smile. “Sounds too good to be true.”

  Playfully, he flexed his biceps around me. “Been trying to die all my life, baby. Hasn’t happened yet.”