by Calista Skye
“I am an adequate warrior, they say. Cori'ax of the Neriud tribe.”
Charlotte froze. She had heard that name before, talked about by Acerex warriors. Usually in connection with some reckless scheme that had turned into a huge victory against all odds. She had thought it was a legendary warrior from the old days, but she realized that she’d jumped to that conclusion. The chances were good that this was the famous one.
“Cori'ax,” she repeated. “I think you're the illustrious one of us.”
He shrugged with his immense muscles, like hills rolling into the distance. “Easy to be an illustrious warrior. All one must do is kill aliens.”
Well, if he could be forward, she could be, too. She stroked his hard chest with one finger, fully knowing that she was being totally slutty in public. But she'd gone far too long without any action, and this was the furthest she'd come with anyone. And most of the other people here were pretty drunk, too. “Kill, huh? Is that all you want to do with aliens?”
He seemed to consider it. “It was,” he said seriously. “Now it is not. Now I also want to mate.”
She forced her horniness down and thought coolly for a moment. This was pretty much exactly what she had wanted. She had to decide what to do now, before events spun out of control.
She was horny. Acerex males were known for their talents in bed, once you had gotten them that far. This warrior might be famous among a species of very accomplished warriors. He probably didn't think she was his Mahan, so that was one less complication to worry about. She'd taken much worse guys home back on Earth. He smelled really good. And she was horny.
“You know, I feel the same way.”
“Alien female come with Cori'ax,” he stated.
Charlotte was so surprised by the directness that only one thing occurred to her to say. “Okay. You ever hear of something called a 'spanking'?” Shit, what had been in those drinks?
The warrior frowned. “No.”
“Fine. Just a moment.” She made her way back to her table on unsteady feet and took a last sip of her drink.
“Girls, I'm going to go with this guy,” she said and heard her own voice tremble in a dry mouth. She'd never been this turned on before. “If you don't hear from me in, say, six hours, send a search party. But don't search too carefully. I'm not sure I'll want to be found.”
2
- Charlotte -
Charlotte's mind was reeling as she walked down a corridor on the spaceship beside the huge Acerex male, both from arousal and in shock at how easily she had agreed to come along. Well, she had thrown herself at him. She'd never thought he would actually be receptive to her advances, but when he had been, it had sent hard tingles to her girly parts and a wonderful swarm of happy butterflies to her stomach. She hadn't thought this far ahead, but this just might turn into a really good night.
And at the back of her mind was suddenly the thought that if this was the Cori'ax, the famous one, and he got to know her in more ways than one, then maybe that would improve her chances of being accepted in a squad. He had to be pretty influential.
Maybe. But that seemed less important now. Her cabin wasn't far away.
She grabbed his huge hand and felt the calluses in his palms. “You don't have a weapon, Cori'ax.”
He looked down at her with those tiger-like eyes. “I have chosen to not carry my sword at this time. The aliens here are not armed. No weapon would be needed in taking them down.”
“You came here to take someone down? This is my door.”
He seemed to consider the question for a moment. “Not at this time.”
The door slid open when she approached and she dragged him inside. She turned around to face him and realized that at this point, she wanted to just go with the flow and follow her instincts. Finally getting a response from an Acerex warrior, especially one as spectacular as Cori'ax, made her feel primal. It was as if his old-fashioned style and existence clashed hard with the super high-tech Earth spaceship and came out the winner, as if he forced the primitive feelings out of her, like she was living in a cave on Earth and he was a caveman she wanted to mate with.
Cori'ax towered over her with a smirk on his face, and she reached up and put her arms around his neck to pull him down to a more manageable height. He didn't budge, and it felt like trying to pull down a mountain with her bare hands. Instead she jumped up onto him, and he held her easily as she wrapped her legs around him and looked into his vividly yellow eyes. He held her up with just one arm under her butt, and it felt as solid as if she was perching on a stone bench. It made her feel light as a feather, and she marveled at his raw strength. She wasn't the smallest or the lightest girl on the ship, but he held her up like she was a rag doll. His muscles moved under her hands, like inches thick steel wires shifting under tight silk.
He gently put his other hand behind her head and leaned in. His scent filled her nose, fresh and dry and clean, and she saw no reason to hesitate. She pressed her lips against his, finding that his alien mouth was surprisingly soft and smooth. He returned the kiss and she saw his nostrils vibrate as he took in her scent, too.
“Female,” he said, “alien female.” His deep voice had a gruffness to it that told Charlotte that he was at least as turned on as she was.
Still kissing, he carried her further into her cabin and then laid her down on her luxuriously wide bed.
Charlotte quickly ascertained the state of her room, and found it not too messy, just lived in. At least there was no dirty laundry on the floor, and that was probably the best she could expect.
The huge alien warrior laid down, half on top of her, making sure to not put any weight on her as he continued to kiss her. He was gentle, but still so passionate that it took her breath away.
It made her a little uneasy, too – would she be able to stop this if she wanted?
She gently closed her mouth and looked into his eyes.
Immediately Cori'ax disengaged and looked down at her. “Charlotte at ease with Cori'ax?”
That was all she needed. He was totally in control of himself and sensitive to changes in her. She smiled and stretched luxuriously on the mattress, relaxing completely. “I'm at ease. We're going pretty fast, but that's okay. I kind of need this.”
He smirked and his eyes showed that glint of intelligence that she had seen before. His caveman behavior was clearly just an act. At least partly. “Cori'ax can go slow. Charlotte decides speed.”
He lowered his head again and kissed her cheek, then her chin and her jaw next to the ear. It felt good, but she was already fired up.
“Yeah, that's too slow,” she said and pulled his head back to her lips. She snaked one hand between them and immediately came upon a hard bulge in his pants. She gasped. “Oh my stars. You'll have to go slow with that, at least.”
Feeling his hard cock turned her on even more. Yep, she definitely wanted this. She'd had one-night stands with much less attractive men than this one. “Just a moment.”
She made the semi-intelligent fabric of her space-age dress split down the middle of her back, then pulled it easily off in one piece.
She felt his eyes on her when she discarded her bra.
“Charlotte is ... remarkable,” Cori'ax said when she bared her breasts. Well, it was her favorite part of her body.
He pulled her panties down her hips and off. “Truly remarkable,” he repeated.
He laid back on top of her and kissed her mouth once more, then moved down her neck, planting light kisses at short intervals, making her feel very attractive and sending little tingles all through her.
He kissed each breast and gave each nipple a little swirl that made Charlotte gasp again. She'd heard that Acerex males had unusual tongues, and it was clearly true. There was a texture to it that found every nerve ending on that extremely sensitive skin and just made them send messages of great pleasure both to her brain and much further down.
He moved further down her body, placing kisses in unpredictable places, but cle
arly aiming for her lower stomach.
Charlotte sighed and arched her back to urge him on, but Cori'ax was in charge and casually bypassed her pussy to kiss her inner thighs on both sides. Her fists closed and opened in both frustration and expectation. “Oohhh...”
Then his mouth was at her slit and she bucked involuntarily as a spark of delight shot through her whole sex. “Ohhh yeaaaahhh!”
Then he stopped teasing her and concentrated on her pussy. She'd never known she was that sensitive there, and the way he handled her flesh with just the right pressure filled her with both wonder and a liquid hotness.
She was close to coming already. “Stars, you're good ...”
He must have known it, because he licked her with lighter strokes and avoided her clit, only swooping in and giving it a twirl at irregular intervals.
Still the arousal built inside her, and she knew that this climax would be one for the record books. How could he know her body this well? “Fuck me,” she pleaded. “Just fuck me now.”
Still he used his tongue, bringing her dangerously close to the edge. Of course – he didn't understand her. Where was her translator-
Then he adjusted his position and his bright yellow eyes were looking into hers from right above.
She spread her thighs further apart to indicate that she really wanted to feel him inside her. “Yeah, now.”
He placed the tip of his alien cock at her entrance, then pushed in just a little.
She gasped at the sensation of it and the hard tingles that spread through her at the thought that she was going to be fucked. Those yellow eyes ...
He pushed in further, and there was just a little burn as her body had to adjust to his size. He slid easily inside. Gods, she would have to be dripping. But he was clearly taking it slow, and her sex longed to feel all of him.
She loved the way he kept checking on her, sliding in gradually and keeping his eyes on her face in case he was hurting her. For coming from a race with so few women, Cori'ax seemed very experienced, as if he had done this many times. But he probably was as attractive to other women as he was to Charlotte.
Finally he bottomed out in her and her spine arched involuntarily at the feeling of being filled up so perfectly. His manhood was definitely different from any she'd felt before. Its various features and ridges and bumps seemed to be specifically designed to hit every spot in her.
He pulled out again, then plunged back in, faster, but totally controlled.
Oh yes. Definitely designed to hit every spot inside her.
He set up a slow rhythm, fucking her as if he had all the time in the world. He was so confident in the way he did it that Charlotte realized that this was how he did everything – so surely, so well.
She could hear the wet squelching from her pussy as he squeezed the juices from her with each instroke, and the sensation of his cock inside her reminded her of something ...
Ah yes. It was like being fucked by a lit sparkler, except this one sprayed white-hot pleasure and not fire, a pleasure that was soon taking over her body.
Still there was something that -
“Oh my gooood!” Charlotte's eyes flew open as she felt a clear buzzing at her clitoris. Had he brought a toy? But no – his hands were not at the point of their union. It must be him that was buzzing. Some part of him was absolutely vibrating right at her clit and she had no choice in the matter anymore. She felt her spine arch and heard herself whimper something as the sensational alien, the supremely confident warrior, forced her to the top of the roller coaster climb and then let her enjoy the exhilarating ride down.
Her whole body was pleasure as he fucked her, faster and harder than before, still buzzing at her clit and not allowing her climax to subside until he grunted, his thrusts became irregular and she could feel the heat from his seed as he spent it inside her.
He slowed down then and let her come down from her orbit.
It took her some minutes to get her breath back and ride out the aftershocks while Cori'ax laid down beside her and held her.
“This is insane,” Charlotte sighed. “I never come from just being fucked. But this ... yeah, this was great.”
“Indeed,” the Acerex warrior said in his deep voice. “Alien females are gifted in many ways.”
“Alien males, too. Did you really buzz down there?”
“There are few Acerex females. When a male mates with one, he must make sure that the woman is satisfied, so that he may mate with her again. The competition can be ... intense.”
She yawned. This had taken it out of her. Along with the booze and the long day in the hangar. “And evolution has given you a natural vibrator to help you out. Sounds like a great deal for the girls.”
“Mating is great for both.”
“You're telling me.” She traced his intricate flame tattoo with her finger, going across the ridges and valleys of his upper body. “I like your decoration.”
“I like it, too,” the warrior grunted.
“Was it made by a special artist?”
“No. I like it because it means I survived the Trials.”
“Yes, I know that. Could you ever trust someone without it? I mean, in battle?”
He gave a surprised laugh. “Illustrious alien female Charlotte has strange bed conversation topics.”
“Hey, I'm just curious. Could you?”
“All Acerex warriors have the flame tattoo.”
“Yeah, but ...” She decided not to pursue the topic. She might find out herself some day. “Actually, never mind. Am I your first alien?”
“For mating? You are. Am I yours?”
Charlotte adjusted her position so he was spooning her from behind. It felt wonderful. “Of course. You have no idea how hard it is to get you guys to notice us Earthlings.”
“I noticed you.”
The sleepiness was starting to overcome her, and she yawned again. “Did you? Not the way I noticed you. Hey, are you that Cori'ax? The famous, reckless one?”
He shrugged. “Recklessness is easily faked. And fame is useless. Yes, I noticed the alien female with the glowing face and the elegant movements sitting beside Queen Harper.”
A spark of jealousy shot through Charlotte's foggy mind. Glowing face? She did not want any competition. “Really? Who?”
“Well ... you.”
She sighed with relief. “Oh, okay. Cool. You'll have to excuse me if I fall asleep, warrior. I haven't been fucked like that ... well, ever.”
She felt him bury his face into her hair. Wasn't there something she wanted to ask him? “This is new to me as well.”
Her eyes closed all by themselves. Whatever she wanted to ask, it could wait. “Then you must be the quickest learner in the universe.”
3
- Cori'ax -
“Can it be done?”
The stars filled the sky above them and twinkled in all the colors of the rainbow. Which one of them did she come from? Undoubtedly a very beautiful one, one that was full of life. That red one, perhaps? Or that blue one that flashed so prettily? Or the very clear white one that seemed to change colors many times a second? Yes, probably that one. It was the most striking star he could see.
He'd never thought this way about the stars before. To him, the stars were where he went to wage wars against aliens, to secure Acerex for his people, to take the war to their invaders before they could get a foothold on his planet. That would never change.
“Cori'ax? Can it be done?”
But had it just changed after all? Charlotte ... her voice sounded like perfect glass bells being played brightly by some supernatural being. Her scent was like an Acerex spring, fresh and young and alive and wonderfully exotic. Her skin as soft as the petals of the elereon flower, her eyes with the depth of the sky and the darkness of a mysterious night and the warmth of a blazing sun. Her hair silkier than the finest fabric, her slender fingers cool like a soothing bath in hot weather, her shape so alluring it made something unfold inside him, her wet tightness aroun
d him so accepting and wonderful and soft he now found himself aroused at the most inappropriate times.
He crossed his legs to hide the hardness that was growing even then. Thinking of her did that to him. Just thinking. Thinking of an alien.
An alien!
The thought was too large for his brain. And it was too sour in all its sweetness. It turned everything on its head. Why had he done it? Why had he gone with her to her room and then-
His crotch twitched. And then had the best time of his life. Better than fighting. Better than a victory against all odds. Better than being honored by the king. Better than everything else.
He stared into the fire and sighed. And now he longed for her. Longed! For an alien! The outrageousness and insanity of it-
“Cori'ax!”
He snapped back to reality. They were all looking at him. The three serious and old warriors around the fire were clearly awaiting his reply to something.
“Yes?”
Bandi'ex raised his eyebrows. “Can it be done?”
Cori'ax grabbed a dry twig and stoked the fire with it, trying to seem as if he had simply been considering the question. “It can be done. With relative ease.”
“How many men will you need? How much of the explosive?”
“I can do it myself. I need a pilot, that's all. And a fast shuttle. The explosive, a hundred stoneweight. I found the ideal spot to place it, at the junction between two major sections. It's a weak point. The alien craft will break open to space after the ignition. It will not be a spectacular explosion, but it will be effective.”
The other men looked at each other. “Not spectacular?” one of them asked. “No fireball that can be seen from down here?”
Cori'ax shrugged. “It's space. Nothing burns in space. There will be a white flash, and then the ship will disintegrate with little drama. I've seen similar things before. Possibly the structure will be ripped apart along its length, though it's unlikely. But the primary breach itself will be enough. Catastrophic decompression will do the rest. If you want spectacular, you should pick some other method.”