by Luna Hunter
Joan
No
No.
NO.
“Don’t you die on me,” I curse, shaking my mate violently. “Don’t you fucking die on me, Surlok!” Panic grips my insides, dread filling every inch of me. I can’t lose him, not now, not after I just gave him my heart.
Surlok’s eyes are closed. Dark red blood seeps out from underneath his chest plate. His broad chest still rises with every breath he takes, but I don’t know how much longer he can hold on.
All my life, I dreamt about taking Xane out. I thought I’d feel relieved, vindicated, happy. Now that moment has come and gone, and what do I feel? Nothing.
Surlok’s tight embrace. That’s the only thing that ever made me truly happen. And now he’s been taken from me.
My quest for vengeance only brought me more pain. Surlok was right when he said I had to let go off all that anger. He’s been right all along — I’m his nera. His mate. I’ve fought it all this time, rejected him, and why? Because I’m too damn proud to admit that I need him?
Fuck.
No , he’s not dying. He’s just not.
I look up and scan my surroundings, ignoring all the bodies strewn across the floor. This is supposed to be some type of Old Earth, secret, high-tech compound, right? That means they must have a med-bay of sorts.
“Stay here, okay?” I tell my unconscious mate. “I’ll be right back. Keep breathing, okay? Just keep breathing.”
I rush to Xane’s body and yank the key chain from his belt, not even giving him a second glance. With the keys in hand I race through the corridors, opening doors left and right.
Most rooms are empty, filled with nothing but dust. Some contain strange machines, but nothing that looks like it could save a man’s life.
After six doors, I find my three girls, chained up to the wall in a dark room like wild animals. They squint at me
“JOAN!?” Eileen gasps, squinting at me.
“I told you she was coming!” Faith gasps.
Belinda just shakes her head. “Incredible.”
My friends are malnourished, but they don’t seem harmed. Thank the stars. “No time to explain,” I say as I remove their chains, my hands shaking so much I nearly drop the keys. “I need to save Surlok. Have you seen a med bay? An operating room? Fuck, a first aid kit? Anything?!”
“Err, yeah, I think there’s an operating room down the hall and to the left?” Faith says. “Xane showed me, he told me was going to… well, it doesn’t matter now, does it? I assume you killed him?”
“He’s dead as can be,” I answer. “Now come and help me carry Surlok.”
“Surlok?” Eileen asks.
“No time to explain, follow me!”
My friends gasp collectively when I lead them back to the scene of the battle. “Holy shit,” Eileen gasps. “You two did all of this? You single-handedly killed the entire Black Hound?”
“Well, Surlok did most of it,” I admit.
Belinda studies Surlok’s immense frame with big, shocked eyes. My mate is still breathing, but every breath is ragged and heavy.
“Is this the man who showed up at the ambush?” Faith asks me.
“He is.”
“I told you,” Belinda says. “I told you they the horned demons were real!”
“Kaizon,” I correct her. “He’s not a demon, he’s a Kaizon, an alien warrior from Kysus. He’s a prince, in fact.” And he’s so much more than that. My friend. My lover. My nera.
Belinda whistles. “Alien royalty, huh?”
“Yes. And now we’re going to carry his royal butt to that operating room.”
“Is is safe?” Faith asks.
“We don’t have a choice. On my count.”
My friends are apprehensive to touch the massive alien, but they follow my lead. “One, two, three!”
“Oh damn he’s big,” Eileen puffs as she lifts his left leg. Belinda’s got his right, while Faith and I are both carrying one arm.
“You have no idea,” I answer,.
It takes all the strength we’ve got, but we manage to carry him to the operating room. A final, hard push gets him on the steel table.
“Okay, now what?” I ask as I look at the many, many sharp tools on display.
“You’ve done battlefield surgery before,” Faith reassures me. “Remember that time you removed that bullet from my shoulder?”
“Yes, but you’re not an alien,” I remind her. “I know how your body works. With Kaizon I don’t have a clue. What if I make things worse?”
“Trust yourself,” Faith says. “I believe in you. You’ve got this.”
I take a deep breath to steady myself and grab the scalpel.
Okay. Steady breaths. I’ve got this.
* * *
SURLOK
“Do you think he’ll make it?”
A soft hand squeezes my fingers.
“He better. Or else I will never forgive myself. If I hadn’t been so damn stubborn…”
“Are his vitals stable?”
“Yeah.”
“His heart rate is off the charts though!”
“That’s because he’s got two of ‘em. Hearts.”
“For real?!”
“Yeah,” a soft voice chuckles. “Kaizon are bred for war. They are a lot tougher than we are. Any human would have been ripped to shreds by that blast, but Surlok’s pulling through.”
Joan.
The fog lifts.
Everything becomes clear. My conciousness is fired back into the world, and suddenly my eyes are open, and they focus on the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen. Joan.
She is sitting by my side, her fingers stroking my hand gently. Three other women surround my bed side, but I only have eyes for Joan.
I must taste her.
I sit upright, the women gasping collectively. I place my hand on her neck and pull her towards me. The moment our lips touch a surge of pure, unbridled energy passes through me, lighting up every synapse in my brain. With every subtle movement of my tongue, which brushes her bottom lip, I feel life return to me.
“Get off her!” a women screeches.
“Is he eating her?!”
Only when I notice my mate struggling to breathe do I let go. Joan’s cheeks are flushed bright red, and she gasps for air.
“It’s okay,” she says as she looks at her friends with a guilty grin. “Really, it’s okay.”
The girls are shocked, their eyes big. “Wait. So you and him are, like, a thing?” the dark-skinned one asks.
Joan gives me a look filled with joy. “Yeah, you can say that,” she answers.
“Get the fuck out of here,” the one with the short hair say with a laugh. “Really? YOU?!”
“Is that so hard to believe?” Joan asks.
“I do know what else is hard…” the quiet one with the long, golden hair whispers. She nods at the thin sheets covering my rapidly growing member.
This is all a lot to take in. My mind has been floating in darkness for what felt like an eternity. And now I’m back, back with my mate, my nera, my everything.
And every fiber of my body is begging for release.
Blood rushes down to my cock, which is standing upright like a fierce spear, the white sheet doing little to hide my greatness.
“Oh my god,” a woman gasps.
“We, uh, might need a moment alone,” Joan says, her face burning brightly with embarrassment.
“No way,” the dark-skinned woman says. “There’s just no way he’s that big. This I gotta see.”
“Hell no,” Joan says. “You go find your own Kaizon! Out, all of you!”
The golden-haired one shepherds the girls out the door and closes the door behind them all, her pale complexion burning as red as the sun. Joan follows them to lock the door.
“Sorry about that,” I say. “Those are my girls, as I’m sure you figured out.”
“They seem unharmed.”
“They are, thankfully. We got here in time.”
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“Good.”
I throw my sheet to the side, exposing my naked body to my mate. I glance down to see my chest is covered with bandages. I will check out the damage later. First, my hand moves down to the base of my cock. I squeeze my ridged member hard, a drop of pre-cum forming on the bulbous head.
“My nera,” I growl, my voice throaty, low, animalistic. “You didn’t wait, as you promised.”
“You’re right,” she says, her gaze flickering between my eyes and my cock. With every flutter of her eyelids, her breathing gets a little heavier and her skin becomes a little more flushed. Her hard nipples poke through the thin fabric of her shirt, and the pleasing scent of her wetness fills the room. “And I’m sorry,” she says.
“I think you deserve to be punished.”
“Yes,” she whispers softly. “Yes, I do.”
I rise from the bed and storm towards my mate, placing my hands above her head so hard the metal door’s got my two hands imprinted in it. My body presses against my mate, my cock sliding right between her legs, and even through the layers of fabric separating her wet cunt from my hard cock can I feel the heat emanating from her.
I grab her collar and rip her shirt, sinking my sharp fangs into her pale skin. Joan grunts, her hands moving to my hard abs.
“You should be resting not—oh god—not ripping my clothes off.”
I gently draw my claws until the sharp end is poking my mate in her soft, delicious stomach. With one flick of my wrist I cut her pants to shreds, and a second later I dig my strong fingers into her soft ass roughly.
“And why did I get hurt in the first place?” I growl into her ear. “Because you were stubborn. Disobedient. And I’m going to punish you for it.”
“Please,” Joan says as she tries to squirm away from me. There’s nowhere for her to go. “My friends are just outside, they’re probably listening to every word.”
“Then they’re going to hear you get your brains fucked out.”
Joan moans. She looks up at me, her brown eyes filled with lust.
“You’re really going to make me beg for it, aren’t you?”
“Damn right I am,” I say as I I rip her panties right off. My cock nestles between her legs, her wet lips clinging to my hardness as I thrust my hips forwards.
“I got a second chance at life, and I’m going to make it count. First order of duty is creating new life, in that sexy belly of yours.”
Her eyes widen.
“I’m going to knock you up, right here and now,” I growl into her ear. “If you’re not pregnant yet, then you damn sure will be. I’m going to pump you full of my hot cum, until my quad is empty.”
I don’t know if it’s the aftereffects of the battle rage that’s got me so feral, or if it’s just the joy of seeing my mate again after I thought I said my final goodbye, but I am completely smitten with my mate at this moment.
Even if we were in the middle of the throne room, in front of the entire council, it wouldn’t matter to me. I would make her mine right there and then as well.
I can’t stand not being inside her for one more second.
And yet, the ache is hot as hell, and I want to hear my mate beg for it. I want her to feel the passion I feel in my every bone.
I sit back down on the bed and pull my mate on top of me, lowering her cunt right down to my hungry mouth. I don’t waste any time, and immediately sink my tongue right into her wetness, tasting her sweet nectar, my horns resting against her bottom. My hands spank her round, pale ass hard, until both of my large hands are firmly imprinted on them.
All Joan can do is wrap her hot lips around my cock and moan as I find her sensitive nub, her swollen nub, and slather it with my tongue. I thrust my hips up as my hands spank her bottom again, the sharp sounds echoing off the walls.
“Oh god,” she pants as my tongue enters her. “Please, take me, Surlok, take me now.”
I can’t hold out anymore. I lift her up and press her back against the wall, my cock resting right against her entrance.
“Do you want my big cock, Joan?” I ask.
She nods furiously. “Yes, please, give it to me, Surlok. All of it.”
“You don’t care if your friends can hear?”
“I don’t care about anything. I just want you,” she pants.
Right answer.
I slam my cock into her, right to the hilt, sinking my spear into her wet cunt with one hard push. She screams my name as I take her roughly, banging her so hard against the wall that the entire room shakes, closets toppling over, the floor littered with medical supplies, but I don’t miss one single thrust.
After mating in this position until sweat drips down my body and my four lungs crave a moments rest, I lie down on the table and pull her on top of me, my cock not leaving her cunt for an instant.
The view of Joan straddling my hips is unforgettable. My hands roam her body, squeezing her breasts, sliding around her neck and brushing against her lips as I slowly pump my hips, my cock filling her tight pussy.
She leans down and kisses me deeply, our tongues mixing, our bodies as one, our energies coalescing.
“I want you to cum inside me,” she whispers between passionate kisses.
“I can’t hear you.”
“Cum inside me.”
“Louder.”
“Please, Surlok, cum inside me!” she screams, pushing her hips back lewdly, her body moving sensually.
I spank her ass hard as I thrust my hips up, burying every inch of my cock inside of her. My quad is begging for release, and I can’t hold back any longer. With a final roar I cum deep inside my mate, my potent seed flooding her womb, as I pull her down and kiss her deeply.
She trembles and shakes, every blast of cum triggering another wave of orgasmic pleasure inside my mate.
We are left breathing heavily, our bodies intertwined, her head resting on my chest.
“You were right,” she says.
I run my hands across her nacked back, savoring every single moment of this bliss. “About what?”
“That I’m yours,” she says as she looks up at me. “I’m your nera, Surlok. Or you’re mine. I’m not quite sure how it works, or what it means, but I do know that I’m eager to learn. I want you by my side. Always.”
I lean down and kiss the bridge of her nose. “I love you, Joan, with all my two hearts. I will teach you everything in time.”
“I’d like that.”
She places her head back and gentle rubs her fingertips across my broad chest. “I’m almost afraid to ask, but what happens now?”
“I have to reunite with my brother,” I say. “You mentioned there were others like me, right?”
“Yes, a horned figure has been sighted in this area.”
“Good. First I will lead you and the girls to him. Then I must focus on repairing the transporter, so my brothers back on Kysus can join us.”
“What happens after that?” Joan asks.
“After that? Well, we rebuild Kaizon society, you birth me a dozen children, and we spend our days inventing new ways for your body to shake and tremble so beautifully. How does that sound?”
“A dozen children? Can we start with, I don’t know, two?”
“We can start there,” I chuckle. “But it won’t end there. Trust me. I will never stop wanting you, Joan. Never.”
Chapter 15
JOAN
“I can smell him. Stay close.”
Surlok easily picked up the scent of his brother. Turns out the air is thick with the scent of Kaizon, but as he explained, he was so focused on my scent, and then tracking down my friends, that he didn’t pick up on it sooner.
I’m not quite sure how that works, but then again, I’m merely human. Surlok has been leading us through the woods for the past couple of days, his head constantly up high in the air, sniffing. Suddenly, my mate stops and holds up his palm.
I motion for the girls to hide with me behind a large tree, as Surlok advances slowly, all of his musc
les tensed up.
“What’s going on?” Eileen says.
“He’s caught a scent,” I whisper. “We’ve got to be quiet.”
The trees rustle — and then I see him: Surlok’s brother.
He’s an absolutely massive Kaizon warrior, with two horns curling up into the sky, and steely eyes set under a strong brow. He grows something unintelligible, and it’s so loud it makes my chest rattle.
Surlok answers him in kind, and then he storms at him, the ground quaking with every step. My heart leaps into my throat as the two warriors race at one another.
They butt horns, the heavy clang so loud the trees come alive with fleeing birds.
“Are they fighting?!” Eileen asks.
“Ssh!” Faith says.
“We should run while we have the chance,” Belinda urges. “I don’t like the look of this.”
“Be calm, I trust Surlok,” I say.
I try to remain calm and collected, and inspire some confidence in my girls, but honestly my throat closes up as I watch the two warriors wrestle. Surlok is the strongest, most capable man I know, but this other Kaizon looks downright terrifying…
Their snarls and growls turn to hearty laughs, and the two aliens hug tightly. Surlok turns to us and beckons for me to come forward. Belinda tugs at my shirt to keep me hidden, but I ignore the racing of my heart and step out into the open.
“Joan,” Surlok growls. “Meet my brother, Kerax. Kerax, this is Joan, my nera. Let us speak the human tongue so she can understand us.”
“Uhm, hi,” I say.
Kerax looks me up and down before slapping Surlok on the shoulder. “You’ve done well, brother. Am I happy to see you!”
“Me too, brother. I didn’t expect to find you here — I thought I was tracking Vukaror’s scent!”
“Perhaps you were. Vukaror is at the cabin, with his son.”
A look of utter surprise takes over my mate’s face. “Vukaror?! A SON?!”
“Yes,” Kerax says with a wide smirk. “Yes, it is true. They are close. Come, tell your nera and her friends to follow. They have nothing to fear from me, although I hear they think otherwise.”
You can’t keep anything from a Kaizon, can you? I turn to my friends and yell for them to come out of hiding. They rise, one by one, looking rather sheepish as they approach.