by Luna Hunter
“Yes,” I whisper, dizzy with desire. “Fill me.”
I don’t care about the guards anymore. I don’t care what anyone will say about me, about us. All I care about is Torin, all I care about is enjoying the moment. That’s all we can do. Live from moment to moment. And in this moment, the head of his cock is spreading my lips apart.
“We don’t have much time,” he growls, his forehead resting against mine.
“And I’m sure you’re begging for a release,” I say with a wide grin.
“You have no idea.”
“Then come inside me,” I say. “Quickly.”
There’s something to be said for a marathon sex session, the type that goes on for so long that you forget what time it is, the type where you need to take a water break to stop dehydration from setting in, but I think there’s something incredibly hot about a guy being so turned on he can’t help but come quickly. That the feeling of sliding into me is enough to send him right over the edge and fill me with his seed.
That’s what I’m praying Torin does. My pussy is wetter than it’s ever been as his big, purple cock slides in, spreading me further apart than I’ve ever been, making me feel things I thought only happened in dirty fairy tales. I kiss him roughly just to stifle my moans, because I want to scream so hard I’ll wake up the entire planet.
He kisses me back, our tongues intertwining, our bodies one.
Even though his cock is absolutely massive, my body accommodates him with surprising ease. It’s like my pussy was made for his alien cock. The feeling of his hot, hard rod sliding into me… it’s indescribable. I feel completely owned, I feel completed — I feel silly for having resisted him earlier.
If I had known how good he is, I’d have jumped on his damn dick back in that interrogation room!
Torin slides in all the way, letting me adjust to his immense size before he pulls out and slams his entire cock back into me. With every thrust of his powerful hips his balls slap against my ass, and his cock hits just the right spots to make me squirm and moan. The sounds of our lovemaking echo off the tiled walls, and it’s the best sound I’ve ever heard.
This isn’t my first time, but it might as well be, because I’ve never experienced sex like this. So far, I always found sex to be a slightly disappointing affair, never living up to my expectations, but not this time. Oh no, this time I’m seeing stars, I’m feeling hot and bothered, I’m feeling more than I’ve ever felt before.
I might just come from penetration alone.
Now that’s definitely a first.
I feel his cock harden and grow bigger still. “Are you going to cum?” I ask brazenly. He’s turned me into a fiend. After just one taste I can safely say I’m addicted to his cock.
“Yes,” he growls with the intensity of a predator.
“Do it,” I plead. “Do it now! Fill me, baby, fill me up, make me yours!”
He silences my dirty talk with a kiss before exploding deep inside of me. His alien cock fills me with his potent seed, one spurt after another. He groans into my mouth, our passionate kisses keeping both of us from screaming. The feeling of his primal orgasm sends me tumbling over the edge.
I come right there and then. On his dick. I come as his seed fills me, as he uses my pussy for what it’s intended for. Wave after wave of pleasure reaches every inch of my being. I lose all sense of time and place. I’m adrift in pleasure.
“You okay?” he asks with a laugh when I open my eyes. “You were gone there for a moment.”
“Never better,” I laugh. “Never better.”
“Time’s up,” a human voice yells in the distance. Such timing! We towel off quickly and slide our clothes back on. My knees are still weak, my legs still wobbly. We came to get clean but we only got dirtier in here, I think to myself with a smile.
And I can’t stop smiling all the way back to our cell. No longer do I feel afraid — in fact, as strange as it sounds, locked up and all, I think I may just be the happiest I’ve ever been. Once we get back to our cell he shuts the door behind and throws me on the bed.
“What are you doing?” I say, laughing, as he kisses his way down my stomach.
“I have waited a lifetime for this moment,” he growls, his eyes filled with unbridled lust.
“But you just came,” I say.
He smirks. He looks cocky and oh so attractive at the same time. “That was only one load,” he grins. “I’ve got about ten more where that came from before sundown.”
Oh boy.
Chapter Seven
Torin
The time we spend together is nothing short of magical.
I don’t know why the warden placed her in this cell with me. I think he wanted to punish her, but all he’s done is rewarded us both with something truly amazing. I have found my mate. I know that to be true with every fiber of my being.
It’s not something I can explain or put into words — it’s just something I know with all my heart.
The universe works in strange ways. Sometimes, when I watch her sleep, I wonder if all I’ve been through — the isolation, the hardships — has just been a test? Something I had to endure in order to find my mate?
If it was, then it’s all been worth it. Her head is resting on my chest, and I twirl a strand of her hair around my finger. I love the scent of her hair.
The only thing I love more is the scent of her core. Her pussy, as she calls it. And the taste — by the Zorans, the taste. The only thing better than that is watching her squirm, watching her claw at the sheets, watching her throw her head back and keep her eyes closed as she moans my name, as her entire body shivers and shakes. I love watching her become lost to the world and drift into a realm of pure pleasure. I feel proud that I can bring her such pleasure.
It’s more than I ever dared to wish for. I had resigned myself to my cruel fate. My life was in the hands of the warden and the guards, and the clock was ticking. No human would ever care about me, or so I thought.
Nora has changed everything.
She’s shown me that humans can be kind and caring. I found love in her arms, true, unconditional love.
And make love to her I did, all night long. I don’t think she slept at all this night. Only when she straight up passed out did I stop.
I simply can’t resist. I want a whole lifetime of this. I want to build a life with her, start a family, someone far away, a cottage overlooking an open field with plenty of space for the both of us, plenty of space for our children to roam free, far away from human and Zoran society.
I’ve seen enough of society, enough of walls. All I want is Nora.
All I need is her legs wrapped around me. All I want is her hot mouth and even hotter body.
Give me that and I’m happy.
A guard approaches. I’m out of the bed and into my jumpsuit in a second. I’m not sure what they’d do if they knew of our union, but it can’t be good. Happiness never lasts long in Blackgate.
The door opens and the guard eyes me suspiciously.
“What?” I ask.
“You two ready to work today?”
“No.”
He cocks his head. “Why the fuck not?”
I glance at Nora. She’s in no state to work, the poor thing is exhausted.
“She’s not feeling well.”
“Hm. Should I get the doctor?”
“No need,” I say. “The food just doesn’t agree with her. I will take care of her.”
The guard shrugs and throws the door back in its lock. I lose the jumpsuit and jump back into bed with my mate, my partner, my everything. I know we’re going fast, but there’s a connection, a chemistry, a trust there. It’s like we’ve known each other for decades.
And I can’t wait another moment.
I crawl between her legs and kiss my way up. Her legs part automatically, and her rich scent surrounds me. It drives me absolutely wild. I kiss her between the legs, right on that small, sensitive nub that drives her crazy. Her clit, she calls it.
Human anatomy has never been among my core interests, but I seem to have a knack for it. I find all of her spots with ease, like I have an instinct for pleasing her. I drag my tongue up and down her wet lips, and her hands move to the back of my neck. She wakes up with a moan.
“What are you doing?” she asks, still drunk with sleep.
I flick my tongue against her sensitive nub, and she shudders with pleasure. Nora knows exactly what I’m doing now.
“Oh God,” she moans as her hands travel down to my broad shoulders. “You couldn’t even wait for me to wake up, could you?”
“I can never control myself around you,” I growl. “I’m going to wake you up like this every morning from now on, for the rest of your life.”
“I could get used to that real quick,” she says.
Neither of us have forgotten my sentence but worrying about that now is a waste of time. Time we could spend in each other’s arms. All we have is this moment, and I want to enjoy it completely, with my full attention. Help is, supposedly, on the way.
Right now, I push those thoughts away and just focus on bringing my mate to a climax. My tongue works its magic, long, deep strokes that cover every inch of her luscious, tasty, delicious cunt.
Her breath quickens. I know exactly what that means — she is close. I flick her clit rhythmically as my fingers tease her wetness. She bucks against my mouth as she comes, biting the pillow to muffle her moans. I can still tell she’s moaning my name, and it fills me with pride.
“Good morning,” I grin as I crawl up and lay down next to her. She kisses my lips, and I’m happy to see she can’t stop smiling.
“You’re unbelievable,” she says. “Are you ever sated?”
“How can I ever be sated with a mate as beautiful as you?”
She reaches down and squeezes my erection. “I assume you now expect me to return the favor, hm?”
I shake my head. “I don’t expect a thing.”
“Yeah, right,” she says. “I’ve never heard of a guy who gives head and doesn’t want some in return.”
“I’m not your average guy,” I remind her.
“That you most certainly are not.”
“I won’t stop you,” I laugh, “but tasting you is its own reward.”
Nora cuddles up to me, pressing her naked breasts against my broad chest. She trails her tongue down, towards the massive tent I’m pitching.
“If you don’t want to, you don’t have to,” I say. I realize I still don’t know everything there is to know about human mating rituals, but I don’t like the implication that my pussykisses were transactional. Who does such a thing? I kiss her because I want to. No more, and no less.
She gives me a warm, loving smile and grabs the base of my erection. “I want to, trust me,” she says as she throws the covers back. “You’re so big, oh my god. I’ve wondered what you’d taste like since the first moment I saw you in all your glory.”
Without warning she leans down and drags her tongue up the length of my cock. The feeling of her soft, warm, wet tongue on my hardness is amazing, and a moan escapes my lips.
“I wanted nothing more than to just open my mouth and let you slide your hard cock right between my hot lips,” she says.
“Me too,” I say. “I had to fight my very instinct itself to stop myself.”
“I wish you hadn’t,” she says as she kisses her way down, all the way to my balls. She then drags her tongue back up, towards the gold, shimmering head, that is now absolutely dripping with my juices.
“I wish you would’ve grabbed my neck and guided this big, hard cock of yours into my mouth and used me right there and then, made me swallow ever drop of your Zoran cum, I wish you would’ve used my body to take out all your lust and frustration. I would have let you, you know. A cock this big doesn’t deserve to go that long without a release.”
She rubs my balls with one hand, stroking the length with another, the head of my cock resting against her outstretched tongue. “You can deposit your load inside of me whenever you want,” she says in a sultry voice.
I am terribly aroused — and confused. I sit up straight, placing my hands on her naked shoulders. “Do you mean that?” I ask seriously.
She grins and slaps the head of my cock against her tongue. “What do you think, genius?”
I furrow my brow. “I thought I was doing right by resisting my animal urges, but now you said I should have taken you? Right there in that room?”
Nora shakes her head, laughing. “It’s called dirty talk, baby. Role-playing. You know.”
I scratch my head. “What roles do we play?”
“You’re unbelievable,” she says as she leans down and takes my cock back into her mouth, soliciting another moan from me.
“You take everything literally, don’t you?” she asks with her mouth full.
I raise my eyebrow quizzically.
“You did well,” she reassures me. “Shoving a hard cock down someone’s throat is, generally speaking, not the way humans preferred to be greeted. It would have kinda freaked me out if you had done so, to be honest. But that doesn’t mean I didn’t fantasize about it.”
“Did you really?” I ask, my breathing heavy.
“Of course I did,” she says as she continues to play with my hard cock, her hand now a blur, her tongue finding the sensitive slit on the top of my cock.
“I love your taste,” she says. “You know, I meant what I said about my body being yours now. Feel free to deposit your load inside of me whenever you want to, baby. My mouth, my pussy, all my holes are yours to use.”
“By the Zorans,” I groan as I buck my hips. Every inch of me feels like it’s on fire. This mouth of hers is driving me mad — both her words and her tongue.
“That’s it,” she whispers. “Let me taste you!”
I can’t hold back.
I shoot my load into her mouth. She wraps her hot lips around the head of my cock, swallowing load after load of it as I pump her full of my cum.
My head falls back on the pillow, completely and absolutely spent.
She lays down on top of me, kissing me on the lips. “Did you like that?”
“You have no idea,” I say. “You have absolutely no idea.”
She looks satisfied. “Let me explain. Dirty talk is when you say things you don’t… necessarily mean, you just say them because it’s hot. And role-playing is when you pretend you’re someone else. For fun. It doesn’t mean anything.”
“Why would I be someone else? Am I not enough?”
Nora shakes her head. “You are more than I can handle, big guy, trust me. More than I’ll ever need. It’s not that you’re someone else, it’s… a game. A scenario. Like, for example, wouldn’t it be hot if you were, say, a Zoran general who made first contact with humanity, and I was the human ambassador sent to welcome you, and you showed me the way of your people by, say… bending me over your starship cruiser and having you way with me?”
I grin, my hand finding her naked ass. “That does sound appealing, yes. If you don’t stop talking now, I will be ready to go again… or was that your plan all along?”
She laughs. “Maybe, maybe not.”
“You have a dirty mind, human. I love it.”
Chapter Eight
Nora
I wake up and his scent surrounds me. Torin. His arm is draped over my naked body, and for the first time everything just feels right. When I’m with him, I just have a supreme, unshakable confidence that the world is going to be alright.
I kiss his chest and smile to myself. His hand travels down my lower back, grazing across my ass. I purr softly, nuzzling him. I love the way my skin contrasts with his. Turquoise has always been my favorite color, after all.
Keys jangle at the door. Before I can even pull up the sheets, the cell door is kicked wide open. My heart skips a beat, and I find myself sating into Anik Onyx’s dark, unforgiving eyes.
The warden.
I hadn’t forgotten we were in
a cell, at his mercy, but it had been pushed to the very back of my mind. After all, we got our message out. Help was on the way. All we had to do was ride it out.
From the cruel smile on the warden’s thin lips, it seems he’s about to throw a wrench in our plans.
“Race traitor,” he bites. “See? I knew I was right.”
Torin has woken up as well, his arms wrapped protectively around me. “Stay back, human,” he growls.
My heart is racing and my stomach is in knots. “Can’t you just leave us alone?” I say, fighting the tears.
The warden throws his head back and laughs. “Men, chain them both.”
Guards pour into our room, shock sticks at the ready, and they tear the sheet away, revealing our naked bodies. One grabs my wrist and pulls me off Torin, while they zap him right in the chest. Watching his body convulse is the hardest thing I’ve ever had to watch.
“You can’t do this!” I scream at the top of my lungs.
The warden takes a step forward and slaps me so hard I’m knocked down to the floor. “I can do whatever I want,” he bites. “You think I wouldn’t notice your message? Calling for help, hm? Nothing gets past me. This is my world, traitor.”
The floor is cold and hard as I lay there, naked and humiliated. My lip is bleeding, and my hip hurts from the impact, but I can’t give up. I won’t.
Torin’s feral growl grabs my attention.
“You will pay for that,” he breathes. My Zoran protector knocks the guards over as he jumps up. He looks majestic and powerful, his massive frame towering over the human guards. They back away, glancing at the warden from the corner of their eyes.
“Don’t just stand there!” he sneers. “Get him!”
One guard moves forwards, and Torin quickly snatches him, lifts him up, and throws him at the rest. I notice that the warden has a gun of his hip, and his fingers are moving towards it.
“Stop!” I yell at my mate. “That’s what he wants, a reason to kill you!”
“Shut up,” Anik hisses. “This is his nature, don’t you see? A wild animal! One that must be put down!”