Ruwen: Mated to the Alien

by Kate Rudolph

  Ru looked ravenous.

  He leaned down and pressed his lips to the skin above her navel, letting that tongue of his lap at the soft flesh. Lis shivered under him, her legs unconsciously spreading wider to accommodate where he knelt between them. He kissed and licked up a straight line from her navel to her chest, only stopping when he met the soft mounds in his way.

  “Are they always this big?” He rolled his eyes up at her to ask.

  Lis grinned, the possessive desire in his eyes making her squirm against the soft white sheets. “Human women come in all sizes. But I’m a bit… curvier than most.”

  “I love your curves.” He spoke with naked honesty and then proved his point by taking the tip of her breast into his mouth, carefully lapping at the soft, sensitive flesh.

  The sharp points of his teeth barely scraped against her skin, sending a warning skitter of ice across her shoulders. It melted into a puddle of hot wax as Ru’s fingers reached deeper, diving into the seam of her jumpsuit and laying against the tender folds of her sex.

  Yes, she wanted to cry out. But her words were suddenly caught in the supernova bursting somewhere in her chest. Her heart unfurled as her legs spread, her sex aching for the pleasure that only Ru’s fingers—or his cock—could give to her. She was an eager slave to it, wanting in a way that she didn’t know she could want.

  And then his fingers were brushing against the wet heat of her sex and Lis’s mind gave up trying to think about anything but the sensations he was giving her. Ru was a quick study, listening for every one of her indrawn breaths and little pants.

  When his fingers found her clitoris, he circled it, repeating the motion over and over as she arched her hips up against him, trying to take more contact. And he gave and he gave, whispering words to her in a language she couldn’t understand. She didn’t need to understand it. They were speaking a language beyond words now.

  His eyes practically glowed as he focused on her like some kind of ferocious predator. Maybe that intensity should have scared her, but it only ratcheted up her desire for him. Sweat poured off of her and she couldn’t suck in a breath while he played her like a finely tuned instrument.

  Ru dipped a finger inside of her and then another, his thumb still rubbing around at that knot of pleasure at her core.

  “Please,” Lis whimpered, unsure of exactly what she wanted.

  Ru jerked up, his eyes twin flames. “Let go, denya,” he commanded and added a third finger, stretching her, making her ready for him.

  Lis shattered, convulsing around him. Her thoughts all scattered away as the pleasure took her under, powered entirely by Ru’s hands and the gruff order in his voice. She bucked against him, her body jerking as his unrelenting hands brought her to a second orgasm right on the heels of the first.

  It was too much and Lis cried out, the sound ending in a moan that Ru captured with his lips against hers.

  Only as she quivered against him and made little sounds of overloaded pleasure did he begin to show mercy, removing his fingers and petting her lightly, bringing her down for the razor’s edge of pleasure.

  With his lips against hers, Lis shouldn’t have been able to catch her breath, but little by little, she came down from the high. But she couldn’t stop herself from kissing him, tasting his tongue against hers and feeling his cheek cradled in her palm.

  This wasn’t just sex. Not when she felt so safe in his arms. Not when she could almost let herself believe the promise in Ru’s touch.

  “You’re thinking,” Ru chided when he pulled back. In the dim light of the room, she might have almost confused him for human if it weren’t for those eyes. His cheekbones were cut from pure granite, but the tilt of his mouth to one side let her know that he was only teasing.

  “Only about you,” she promised. She lifted Ru’s shirt up until he read her intent and took it off himself. Then she pressed her hand flat against his naked chest, her fingers tracing over the bottom line of his markings. “Roll over.”

  Though she knew that he would not always accede to her commands, he followed this one until he was the one vulnerable on his back. The swell of his erection pressed tightly against his pants.

  “I need to feel you,” she said, only realizing the depth of the confession once the words were out.

  But Ru didn’t push for more. He gave himself completely over to her. “I am yours.”

  She sat up beside him, conscious that her breasts hung free in her jumpsuit. Rather than zip back up, she pushed down the sleeves until she was half-naked before him. Lis shivered at the heat in his eyes. She was still hungry for him, still desperate to have him buried inside of her, but something held her back from getting completely naked and taking that step.

  That was a line that couldn’t be uncrossed. And she knew it would change everything.

  But she could give him pleasure just as he’d given it to her. After all, that was only fair. And she wanted him naked and panting beneath her fingers.

  She took care when she undid the catch of his pants. Ru’s cock sprang free from its confines and Lis had to bite back a moan at the sight of it while she pulled his pants down to his knees.

  His cock stood proud out of a tuft of dark hair. It was the same greenish color as the rest of his skin, but the markings that covered his chest and shoulders reappeared to cover it from base to tip. She ran her finger down the length of him and discovered that each of those markers were actual soft ridges.

  Her pussy clenched as she imagined him inside of her.

  Ru hissed and bucked his hips as she repeated the movement.

  She rolled her eyes up to the head of the bed to see his hands clenched against the rails of the headboard, keeping himself tightly in place while she played. “Do you like that?” she asked.

  The “yes” that ripped from his lips was more guttural curse that encouragement, but his added “don’t stop” kept Lis enthralled. She loved the power she could have in the bedroom, loved that he let himself be so exposed to her.

  She curled her fingers around him, her fist not completely able to close around his length. He was hot ice and soft steel, thick and heavy in her palm. And when she moved her fist up and down, she knew it was taking all of his control not to jerk up and take her there.

  His every move fascinated her, and when she saw him bite his lip to keep a moan from escaping those amazing lips of his, Lis moved her hand faster, bringing him closer and closer to the blinding point of pleasure.

  His head tilted back and he sucked in a breath and she saw that he was trying to keep himself from coming, trying to hold out. But this was about giving him pleasure, not about endurance. Not when she was already sated for the moment. And Lis wanted him desperate and sated under her fingers.

  With a cry, he came, exploding in her hand, his claws slashing out and ripping into the sheets. He bucked up with a moan and sunk into the bed, his muscles loosening as the pleasure took him over.

  Lis watched him, knowing that he had just become her favorite object of study. She wiped her hand against the sheets and curled up next to him. Ru turned over and pulled her into his arms.

  She could feel his heart beat, though it wasn’t in exactly the same place as her own. But the rhythm felt right and it settled Lis down even as her own thoughts began to twist and turn. She wasn’t falling for Ru anymore.

  No, she had fallen in love with him. Now she just had to figure out what the hell that meant for her future. Because she had no clue how she could let him go.

  Chapter Fourteen

  After a twelve days’ journey, Lis and Ru arrived at Honora Station. Ru was bursting at the seams with energy as they docked in one of the mechanic bays. The ship would go into the queue before they could have someone look at it for any issues that the Polan blast had done to the hull, but he assured her that it wouldn’t take more than a week to fix.

  As they climbed off the ship and into the mechanic station, Lis’s eyes couldn’t focus on any one thing. She was on a real space station!
She’d only seen vids and photos of the ones near Earth.

  This one didn’t look anything like that. Seoul Station, the busiest and most technologically advanced station near Earth, was all smooth lines and bright colors. One of her favorite vid programs took place on the station and it seemed to be half pleasure-palace and half high-tech wonder zone.

  The mech bay on Honora had clearly been cobbled together over the years, built, rebuilt, expanded, and contracted as the traffic through this sector fluctuated. Metal in half a dozen different shades decorated the walls where tools and supplies hung suspended by dark cables. Even the air smelled faintly metallic. The ceiling reached up hundreds of feet in the air where it could be opened to an air lock where ships could fly inside like she and Ru just had.

  She’d never seen anything like it. Not in person.

  Her eyes finally settled on Ru, who was watching her watch the station. “I need to see about getting a new part from an old friend.” He held up a mass of melted metal and wires he’d pulled from the engine room. It seemed to be the reason the nav system wasn’t cooperating. “Would you like to join me?” he asked.

  “If you don’t mind, I’m going to take a look around. This is my first time on a space station.” She needed to walk around. They were still in artificial gravity, but not even the holoplayer could mimic the pathways she could walk on this station. There were miles and miles of hallways and shops. For the first time in more than a week she’d be able to properly stretch herself out.

  A small part of her, so miniscule that the thought barely flickered, whispered that she could walk away right now and not look back. There was nothing to stop her.

  Nothing except her heart.

  A shadowed look fell over Ru’s eyes and he smiled, but there was melancholy in it. “I’ll see you later?” he asked, hopeful.

  Lis nodded, “Sure. That would be nice.” She gave him a quick hug and kiss before heading down the main hallway to explore.

  She’d made it several feet before she realized that they hadn’t planned where or when to meet. Lis turned around to call back to Ru, but he wasn’t there. For a moment she felt lost, suddenly untethered from the man who had become the source of her gravity.

  She wanted to turn right back around and hunt him down. But Lis made herself stand in place. This was the first time that she was truly alone since she’d met Ru. She needed to take a little time, even if it was just a few hours, to gather her thoughts.

  The hallway terminated at a pair of double doors that slid open when she waved her hand over the sensor panel on the wall. Lis turned right, going toward where she could hear a mass of people and see more lights. She was in no danger on Honora Station. Ru had told her that she could even leave her blaster—his blaster, technically—behind on the ship. But she kept it strapped to her side. It might have been safe, but she wanted to be sure.

  The second hallway led her to a bright room filled with people and shops. It looked like a space-age bazaar. A few permanent shops were located in offices along the walls of the huge room, but for the most part, people were set up in tents and corrals around the entire floor. Walkways existed, but they were in waving lines more like a river than a city street.

  And everything was alien. Lis walked around, her eyes darting from species to species, noting the differences and trying not to stare at the people and creatures who looked so different from herself. She’d become accustomed to Ru’s strangeness, but now, seeing beings with four arms or tentacles slithering out of their chests, she was struck by just how similar he truly was to her.

  Lis chose a path and walked it, taking her time at every stall which caught her eye. A pink woman with bright eyes offered her a sample of a scrumptious, sparkling cake. Lis took it and swallowed it whole, laughing as it popped and fizzled in her mouth.

  A whole new world opened up to her in the marketplace, one she’d imagined when she was sitting in that orphanage as a little girl but never imagined that she’d ever see. She spotted dozens of different aliens, some of whom seemed to be trying to take on crew.

  She could walk up to any one of them and see if they’d take her away from here. Away from her old life.

  And away from Ru.

  It felt so fundamentally wrong to even think it that she forced herself through the process. She couldn’t let camaraderie and a few decent—well, mind-blowing—orgasms dictate what she did for the rest of her life.

  Lis studied several of the tents. In one, an alien who looked a little like a bipedal rhinoceros talked to two aliens who each had four legs and almost looked like centaurs, except their legs were covered in scales, not fur. There was also a gathering of aliens like the pink one who’d given her cake. They talked to a person who was nearly seven feet tall and completely covered by a dark cloak.

  Out of the corner of her eye, she thought she saw the distinctive dark green skin that she’d seen on Polai. But by the time she turned her head, whatever she thought she’d seen was gone.

  There were no Polans here. They didn’t leave their planet. They weren’t going to follow her and Ru across lightyears. Why would they?

  She forced herself back to the decision. The Polan was only her mind playing tricks on her, trying to distract her from thoughts of leaving Ru.

  She could really do it. He probably half expected her to. She’d caught the sad look in his eyes. A part of him didn’t think that he’d ever see her again. All she had to do was walk up to one of the people recruiting crew and sign up. She didn’t need Ru to take her home. She didn’t even need to go back to Earth if that was what she chose.

  In this moment, she was completely free. She just needed to make the choice.

  “Human girl!” The sound of someone shouting at her shook Lis out of her daze. She looked around until her eyes caught on two human women she hadn’t noticed before. One was over six feet tall and looked like she could lift up a house. Her lithe partner sat in a chair, feet propped up on a little table. Since her translator buzzed against her skin, she knew they weren’t speaking English. From the looks of it, they might have been Korean.

  Lis realized that she’d been standing in the middle of the walkway for some time. She hustled over to the two human women. “It’s nice to see someone from home.”

  The muscular woman eyed her and said, “Honora Station is a bit out of the way for a grounder like you.”

  “Grounder?” Lis hadn’t ever heard the term.

  “This is your first time in space,” the other woman explained, not bothering to get up.

  “Is it that obvious?” Lis wanted to laugh. She must have been staring at everything like a tiny child.

  Both women smiled and the one standing in front of her said, “Yeah.” But she offered, “Please, join us for tea.”

  “Who’s us?” she asked.

  “I’m Sung Mi,” said the tall woman. She pointed to the one in the chair. “That is Bitna.” Sung Mi pointed to two empty chairs and waited for Lis to take her seat before producing a small teapot from a storage panel in their table.

  “I’m Lis. Lis Jaynx.”

  “You’re American?” asked Bitna. After a swat on her feet from Sung Mi, she finally sat up with her feet on the ground.

  “Yes, out of the Wa—out of Ohio.” No one knew about the Wastes if they weren’t from the midwest. She doubted most people outside of the States even knew where Ohio was.

  “We operate out of Seoul Station,” Sung Mi said as she set out three cups and poured the tea.

  “Wow! I’ve seen it in vids. That’s so cool.” She must have seemed like some country bumpkin if these two worked out of Seoul.

  “How did you end up here?” Bitna asked. “Humans don’t vacation on Honora.”

  She didn’t mean to tell them everything. Really, Lis had completely meant to offer a few pleasantries and a highly edited version of what had happened. But once she started talking, it all just tumbled out. She explained being taken from Earth by forces unknown, being dumped on Polai. She kept som
e things about Ru to herself, but that was because it was private, and she wasn’t quite sure what it meant.

  “And he’s Detyen or whatever, and I’m human,” she said, winding down her rant. “So I don’t even…” She couldn’t finish the thought.

  Bitna narrowed her eyes. “Detyen?” she asked. “They are those weirdos who die or whatever ‘cause they don’t fuck?”

  “What?” Lis must have heard her wrong, because Ru had never told her anything like that.

  Sung Mi shook her head. “No, that’s Kantans.”

  “I don’t think so,” Bitna held firm.

  “What are you talking about?” Lis looked away, trying to clear her head. In the distance, she thought she saw a Polan, but when she tried to pick him out of the crowd, he wasn’t there.

  Bitna held up a hand, drawing Lis’s attention back to her. “No, I remember. One signed on for that run to… wherever.” She shared a glance with Sung Mi and said nothing about where they’d worked. “He was all sad because he hadn’t found his, he had some weird word for it. Denda or something.”

  “Denya?” Lis asked, a pit opening in her stomach.

  Bitna pursed her lips and nodded. “Sounds right.”

  Lis remembered the sad state of his emergency supplies and his carefree attitude at the thought of refilling them. They’d spent hours talking about their pasts, but any words he spoke of the future had been vague. Lis hadn’t realized it at the time, but he’d spoken like a man with few tomorrows.

  “Why do they die?” she asked.

  The women shrugged. “Why do humans age?” Sung Mi asked, “It’s all weird evolution stuff.”

  Lis needed to talk to Ru. She needed to find him right this instant and demand that he tell her everything. Was he about to die because she hadn’t mated with him? Was he trying to make some stupid sacrifice because she hadn’t said she loved him?

  But Sung Mi didn’t catch the change in Lis’s tone. “Can you work?” she asked.

  “Yes. Why?” Lis needed to go, but she wasn’t just going to rudely leave the only humans she’d met in weeks.