by Luna Hunter
“Tell me about your mother,” he says, his voice low, friendly, and soothing.
I close my eyes and rest my head upon his chest. No one can see us as we race through the woods, so I can finally admit it to myself: I like the way he carries me. I like how he smells. I like the feel of his warm skin. I like how my body wraps so perfectly around his.
I like everything about this man.
“She was the kindest, sweetest woman I’ve ever known,” I say. “She’d read me a bedtime story every night. God, I haven’t thought about any of those stories in years. They were always about princesses, who’d be rescued by a handsome prince. I used to believe her, and then she was taken from us so brutally, and I decided that it was all lies, and I tried my hardest to forget every single fairytale she ever told me. Dumb, right? Now, I want nothing more than to remember her voice, and recall those stories… though looking at you makes me feel like I’m in one.”
A small smirk adorns Surlok’s face, but it turns to a frown when we reach the face of a cliff. “The humans have travelled around this rock,” he says, “but a storm is coming. We must pass over it.”
“What do you—ohmygod!”
I have to hold on tightly as Surlok grabs the rock with his bare hands and starts climbing, moving across the cliff’s face with the same ease as walking up a flight of stairs. My legs are wrapped tightly around his waist, my arms locked around his neck as I hold on for dear life.
Below me the trees get smaller and smaller as Surlok ascends. I pull my gaze away and instead focus on his eyes. He’s looking up, sheer determination on his face as he climbs, and climbs, and climbs.
“You’re insane,” I mutter.
“This is the short route,” he says with a chuckle.
A gust of wind makes me tremble, and I close my eyes. I can’t bear to look a second longer. If this is how I die, blown from a cliff, then I don’t want to see it coming. I pride myself on being fearless, but heights is one of the things I just don’t do. People aren’t made to climb up stuff. That’s why we have gravity, to keep us where we belong.
“You can open your eyes now, nera.”
I slowly peek through my eyelids, and a wonderful view takes my breath away. We’re standing on top of the cliff, the forest spreading out in front of us as far as the eye can see, only halted by the mountains on one end, and the sea on the other. I have no idea how he managed to scale this rock in mere minutes.
The wind is whipping our hair about, but Surlok’s got a firm hold on my waist, and with his fingers on me, I feel grounded.
“Is there anything you can’t do?” I ask. “Or are all Kaizon just supermen like you?”
A shadow seems to cover his face for a split second. “There’s a lot I have failed to do, my nera… but that is not important. We must focus on what we can do. Our target is over there, in the distance.”
I follow his finger to see a small puff of smoke, rising gently before the wind carries it off.
“That is the campsite of the males. We are gaining on them.”
“I think I know where they are going,” I say. “Xane mentioned some type of Old Earth bunker, a secret facility where he made his new headquarters.”
“Old Earth?”
I nod. “The world wasn’t always like this. They say that back in the day, most of the world was covered by sprawling cities, but… that’s a long time ago. I don’t know all the details. I’ve just focused on surviving.”
Surlok hums approvingly. “That must be why their weapons are so advanced, compared to the wilderness of this planet. It will not be enough to protect them.” He runs his hand up my back, his fingertips tickling my neck. I look up at him, and there’s an intense look in his eyes.
Without saying another word, he leans down and kisses me.
I return the kiss for an instant, my eyes closed, enjoying the sensations passing through my entire body, before I find my common sense and pull back.
Except that Surlok has got his hands around my waist, and there’s nowhere for me to turn to.
“What are you doing?” I gasp.
“Kissing you,” he says matter of factly. “I’ve wanted to taste your lips for hours.”
“You can’t just… do that!”
“I just did.”
“Well, don’t,” I say, even though my body is screaming for him to continue. I’m way too stubborn to give into temptation. “We have to continue the hunt. We’re so close!”
Surlok shakes his head. “The storm is coming.”
He’s right about that. The trees in the distance are swaying heavily, and the clouds have turned from dark gray to pitch black. The rain picks up, heavy drops pummeling us, and only now do I notice I’m shivering from the cold.
Looking at Surlok takes up so much of my attention I’d barely noticed the weather took a turn for the worse.
“We must wait for the rock to dry before we can climb down safely,” Surlok says as he nods towards the mouth of a cave. “We will take shelter there. It will also give us an opportunity to dry our clothes.”
I swallow the lump in my throat. That can only mean one thing…
Chapter 11
SURLOK
I grab my mate’s arm and lead her to the cave. The storm is picking up now; the wind battering us both. Once she’s safely inside, I head out to retrieve several branches that have grown through the cracks of rock. I pull out my knife and slice off thin shavings, until I’ve reached the dry center which I can use as tinder.
Using a rock and my trusty knife, I create sparks, and soon I have a small fire going at the mouth of the cave, the smoke drifting outwards.
“Come closer,” I say as I take all of my armor off and hang it up to dry on a boulder. Joan is frozen in place, staring at me with big brown eyes filled with shock.
“You must take off your clothes,” I command her. “You will get cold and sick otherwise.”
“Did you climb up this rock, through the pouring rain, just to get me naked?” she says.
Anger rises in my throat. I stride across the cave and grab her wrist tightly. The female tries to pull back, but my grip is far too strong for her. The moment I touch her I feel a jolt pass through me, and I’m dangerously close to losing control. I want nothing more than to take her roughly, to hear her moan my name in ecstasy, to see that cute nose of her scrunch up as she surrenders to my fat cock. Every second she defies me is one I get closer to letting the beast inside me take control.
“I don’t need an excuse to strip you, human,” I growl, my voice throaty and low. “I can take you whenever and wherever I want.”
She looks back at me, her eyes burning brightly with defiance. “You wouldn’t dare.”
“Watch me.”
I grab her shirt and pull it over her head. Her white, pale, shivering skin makes my two hearts quicken, blood rushing down to my member, my quad throbbing with anticipation.
Her nipples are as hard as tiny diamonds, pushing through the soft fabric of her bra. With one flick of my claw, the clasp is undone, and her bra comes tumbling down, revealing the most perfect set of soft breasts I have ever seen.
Joan has her arms by her side, her chest moving up and down with every heavy breath, her gaze fixed on me. I know I have her. She is feisty, defiant, stubborn even, but deep down, I can tell she feels it too.
The soul deep connection.
The barely controllable lust.
The overpowering urge to just fuck.
She holds back still, even though I can tell she wants me, too. She wets her lips. Her nipples are stiff. And her cunt? The scent is overwhelming.
The human female needs me to make the first move, to give herself permission to surrender to her deepest need — and I’m going to do just that.
I lean down and kiss her, my tongue entering her mouth, our energies swirling around each other, and I feel her melt in my arms.
Joan will be mine.
* * *
JOAN
This can’t be happening. It shoul
dn’t happen. But it is. The alien warrior is kissing me, stripping me naked, conquering me. And there’s nothing I can do about it. Nothing I want to do about it.
His forked tongue is like magic, exploring every inch of my mouth. My body just about melts, the fire raging strongly inside of me, the walls around my heart evaporating.
Surlok is not letting me get away with an excuse this time. I can see the hunger in his eyes, I can hear his two hearts beat just for me, and I know that this is the moment where I surrender myself to him.
His claws pop the button of my jeans open, and one firm tug later they’re around my ankles. Surlok is as naked as can be, his impressive torso illuminated beautifully by the flickering flames. His dark gray skin looks good enough to lick. In fact, I can’t help myself; I lean forward and drag my tongue up his naked chest, tasting his sweat, letting his musk surround me completely. My nails drag across his broad, chiseled chest, enjoying every single inch of him.
His hard cock is pressing against my stomach, and all I can think is wow. He’s so damn big, with thick ridges running up his length, all the way up to the colorful head. His cock pulses with raw power, every throb making my pussy wetter and wetter, my juices running down my thighs.
My body isn’t as stubborn as my mind. No, my body craves his touch and wants to experience everything that I’ve missed out on all these years.
There’s nowhere for me to run now. There’s a storm outside, the wind and rain keeping us locked in our little love nest. We’re trapped here, and we might as well make the best of our time together.
Surlok places his cock between my legs. I can feel him throb through the thin, soaked fabric of my panties. Every pulse sends a wave of pleasure straight to my clit, and all I can do is close my eyes and moan lewdly as he moves his hips, my lips clinging to his ridged length.
“I’m going to…”
“Yes, come for my, nera,” Surlok growls. “Surrender to me. I want to see you come on my cock.”
Surlok can be a real beast — and that’s exactly what I want from him. To just take me without letting my stubborn brain pull the brakes, to just… let myself exist in the moment, without worry, without fear, without anything holding me back.
“Oh!” is all I can muster as I come hard, my entire body trembling as Surlok rests his hands on my ass, lifting me up, his cock pressing against my entrance. I’m coming from just the vibrations of his cock alone — and we haven’t even begun…
* * *
SURLOK
Joan throws her head back and moans, her beautiful voice echoing off the cave’s walls. I have my hands resting squarely on her round, pale ass, my claws retracted as my fingers rest upon her soft skin.
Touching her there is enough to drive me mad with lust — throw in the lips of her cunt clinging to my cock in the mix, and I turn into a straight savage. I sink my fangs into her shoulder, my quad boiling with hot cum, wanting nothing more to unleash myself all over her.
I pull back from the brink of release. This time I’m going to unload myself in her cunt — and nowhere else!
However, first, I am going to taste her sweet nectar once more. As soon as she stops trembling with her orgasm I raise her up high, and peel off her slick panties with my fangs. Slowly her flower comes into view, the most delicate, beautiful little pussy I have ever seen.
“Amazing,” I growl, my warm breath blowing on her dripping wet sex. Her sweet honey is leaking out, her inner thighs glistening with juices. That’s where I start, my forked tongue licking its way up her thighs, edging closer and closer to her hole with every lick. “I love your scent,” I growl. “I love your taste. I love everything about this beautiful, pink flower of yours.”
“Oh, damn, Surlok,” Joan moans, her hands holding my horns tightly, guiding me to the right place. “That tongue of yours is…”
“Yours, and yours alone,” I breathe, as I bury my head between her legs. Her juices drive me mad, my pulsing, big cock standing upright, pre-cum leaking out as I feast upon her soft flesh. My tongue enters her, gently fucking her, as I drown myself in her overpowering scent.
“You’re going to make me…”
“Come?” I growl. “Are you going to come on my tongue, my nera?”
“Yes!” she breathes heavily. “Yes!”
“Are you going to stop fighting our bond?”
“I’ll do whatever you want, Surlok, anything, as long as you make me yours!” she says.
That’s exactly what I wanted to hear. I suckle on her engorged nub, coating her entire cunt with my saliva as my forked tongue works its magic. “Come for me, Joan,” I growl heavily. “Show me your come-face.”
“Ah!” she moans, high pitched, a throaty cry that comes straight from her core, her entire body trembling and shaking, taking on that beautiful flushed glow I love so much.
When she’s done shaking, I lower her back down, and she flings her arms around my neck and kisses me deeply. “I want to taste you again,” she breathes into my mouth, between passionate kisses.
“My cum is for your cunt.”
“Just a taste, please?”
Who can say no to that? I lay down on the cave floor and pull her pussy back down on my face, so that she is straddling me. Her pale skin is illuminated beautifully by the flickering flames, her juicy pussy and round ass looking as tempting as ever.
Joan leans down and takes me in her mouth.
Fuck.
* * *
JOAN
I can’t help myself, not anymore. I need to taste him. Now.
With my mouth open as wide as possible I can barely wrap my lips around his bulbous head, my tongue sneaking out to lick the delicious pre-cum right off. My hands wrap around his thick length, feeling all of his weight, all of his power at my fingertips.
Surlok groans loudly as I worship his alien cock, and to have this much control over such a fierce warrior makes me feel proud and strong. And then he drags his tongue across my wet folds, my clit still extremely sensitive, and now it’s my turn to throw my head back and moan his name.
I double down my efforts, bobbing my head up and down, taking as much of his length down my throat as possible, my hands traveling down his ridges all the way to his giant balls. I can’t wait for them to give me all of that hot cum he’s got stored inside. The memory of their taste makes my body burn even hotter.
My tongue travels down his length, burying myself completely in his manly scent, the feel of his cock throbbing against my cheek causing my eyes to roll back with pleasure.
“Enough,” he growls. “I’m going to fuck you now.”
Oh shit. My body is already quivering in anticipation, with a hint of fear, but I know that Surlok would never hurt me — when it comes to me he’s a man possessed, but I know that it comes from a place of love. I feel it in every fiber of my being, I see it in the gleam of his radiant eyes. He loves me, and I love him right back.
Surlok rises to his feet, lifting me up along the way, so that he’s got my ass resting on his hands and my legs are wrapped tightly around his waist. This is how he carried me earlier, only this time, the head of his cock is resting on my tummy, leaking its male fluids all over my naked skin. Pure passion burns in his eyes.
“Be careful,” I say. “I haven’t…”
“You’re untouched?”
I nod, glancing away with embarrassment for a second before returning my gaze to his. It’s not like me to be embarrassed, but when I’m with Surlok, I’m not myself. I don’t have to be. And it’s such a relief.
It's great to finally let go of all the pressure on my shoulders and just let myself be vulnerable for once.
And oh boy, am I vulnerable right now, with the head of Surlok’s cock spreading its male juices all over my pussy, the bulbous head nesting between my lips, one thrust away from all that I’ve ever wanted.
“I will never hurt you,” he says, his forehead resting against mine. “I will love and cherish you forever, my nera.”
“I kn
ow,” I whisper as softly as I can. “Now do it, please. I want to feel it. All of it. Don’t hold back.”
* * *
SURLOK
That’s all she had to say.
With my fingers gripping her tightly I thrust my hips forwards, my cock slipping between her lips, entering her wet, warm cunt. She envelops me completely as I stretch her out, her head thrown back, soft moans coming out of her mouth as I let her get used to my giant size before I lower her down onto my cock, inch by inch.
“Yes, that’s it, take my entire length,” I growl. “Your cunt was made for me, nera. My cock was made for you.”
“Yes,” she moans. “Yes!”
Joan slides down my pole until I’m buried all the way to the hilt inside her. Even I had my doubts if my length or my girth would prove too much for the human female, but her body really was made for mine.
“Harder,” she begs. “I can take it.”
I lift her up only to slam her back down, impaling her on my huge cock as hard as I can. I can’t hold back a second longer. I’m going to give her my all. Joan screams my name as I jack-hammer myself into her, sweat dripping down my body as I pound her sweet cunt with all the strength that I’ve got.
My hips become a blur, the sounds of our hips meeting drowning out all else, the flickering flames lighting up her gorgeous body. I sink my fangs into her neck, biting down as I bury my cock into her as far as it can go.
With her tight cunt wrapped around my big cock, I’m nothing but a savage. A beast. That is what she awakens inside of me: Raw, untamed desire.
I surrender to my most primal instincts and just mate, hard and fast. All my problems are nothing now, all my worries gone.
In this moment, life is perfect.
* * *
JOAN
I can’t even think right now. Surlok is slamming me down on his cock, his huge balls slapping against my ass with every thrust of his powerful hips, and I love it.