Alien Slave

by Tracy St. John

  He nodded. “I suppose we are.”

  “Want to have sex?”

  Another burst of laughter, and he pulled her close, his face dipping down for the first kiss. “I do. I think we can trust each other for that, at least.”

  His tongue invaded her mouth as he lowered her to the platform. He felt so amazing against her body, so warm and strong. Dani opened her legs to him, letting his searching hand dive into her damp folds.

  “I guess we’ll have to be quiet again, just in case those stupid gurlucks are close by,” Krijero whispered in her ear.

  “I hate being quiet. You Kalquorians make me want to scream my head off.”

  “But you will be quiet,” Krijero said.

  He covered her mouth with his free hand. She gasped against his palm as he thrust two fingers into her pussy. He stared down into her face as he finger fucked her hard, making her lower parts throb with arousal.

  “Everyone thinks Imdikos are so easygoing, especially with sex. We can be just as demanding as any Dramok or Nobek though,” he told her, his weight pinning her down. She sobbed as his thumb flicked her clit and lightning flashed through her belly. “Would you like me to show you?”

  His dark eyes and the firelight flickering over his face made Krijero look very dangerous suddenly. Dani’s heart pounded at his intense expression. She nodded.

  Yes, she wanted to see the more ruthless side of Krijero. Absolutely.

  He grinned, and her stomach executed a flip flop. Her sex pulsed out honey. She was in for it, and the anticipation made her giddy.

  “Lock your fingers behind your neck. Spread your arms wide. If you move them from that spot without my permission, I will punish you with a spanking.”

  Dani did as he told her, twining her fingers together, her palms against the hated collar. Krijero’s words brought up the memory of Gelan’s discipline when they’d caught her. That had not been a pleasant incident, but the way Krijero looked at her, the way he spoke the words as if promising her a bucketful of diamonds, made her pussy clench around his steadily driving fingers.

  He grinned, the expression full of evil intent. “There are spankings, and then there are spankings, my lovely little Dani. I’m not talking about the kind where you are brought to task for dangerous behavior. I’m talking the kind where you acknowledge my power over you and offer yourself to please me, even if it means laying your sweet, round ass over my thighs and accepting my hand turning it as red as your hair.”

  The thought of giving herself so completely to the Kalquorian made her gush around his talented fingers, a warm waterfall of excitement. He chuckled as the sounds his intrusion made in her pussy grew more liquid. Dani almost moaned, and then remembered Krijero’s insistence on her silence just in time.

  The threat of discipline, given as a part of sexual play, was as enticing as the serpent’s fruit in the Garden of Eden. She couldn’t deny the excitement that accompanied the fantasy, but she wasn’t sure the reality would prove to be so thrilling. It was an idea to be considered at a later time, perhaps. Right now, she enjoyed the less painful dominance Krijero subjected her to. With his hand still clapped over her mouth, her body trapped beneath his, and his fingers pounding into her open pussy, she felt gloriously imprisoned.

  She lay still only with the greatest of efforts and waited to see what he would do next.

  * * * *

  Krijero wasn’t worried anymore about falling in love with Dani. He was already there, and just as he’d told her, it scared him. She could trample his heart to pieces so easily and she knew it.

  But looking down on her right now, he couldn’t berate himself for putting his hopes on the line. Not when she lay beneath him so submissively, giving her body over to whatever his demands may be, not because she was his slave but because she wanted him.

  Her red hair fanned out, a fire-lit pillow beneath her head. Above his hand that kept her quiet, her expressive eyes watched him, looking both soft with need and sharp with unease as she waited for his next move. Her arms, bent and splayed to the sides from the position he’d commanded her to take, lifted her pretty little breasts high into the air. Her chest rose and fell in quick breaths, and he growled a little to see the stiff points of her nipples stab into the space between them. Her stomach trembled in minute spasms in time with the clutching of her pussy, which drew hard on his soaked fingers.

  “Spread your legs as wide as you can,” he rumbled, and she obeyed without a moment’s hesitation. Now she was totally open to him, her wet folds parted like a tropical flower in full bloom. He watched his fingers dive in and out of the velvet softness of her and added a third to the assault. A shudder overtook her body, and she caught her breath. Still, she managed to make no sound.

  He knew his playful threat to spank her had excited Dani. Yet it was obvious she wasn’t ready to take that step, to offer herself to the pleasures of discipline. Krijero thought about ordering her to give herself over for it anyway, to test her service to him. Would she resist if he did?

  Somehow he thought she would not. He thought perhaps she would acquiesce to such a demand as readily as she gave herself now. There would be that twinge of fear of the unknown, but something in those wide eyes told him he indeed owned her at this moment. Not just her body, but her mind as well. She’d gone to a place where defying him would never occur.

  He looked at the tender folds of her pussy, now accepting his fingers, soon to accept his cock. She was his to do with as he wished. The thought had him straining the crotch of his formsuit painfully as his body demanded he exercise his dominance right away. But he wanted more than to thrust into her like a mindless animal, fucking her helpless body until his seed filled her belly. He wanted to claim her thoroughly, so that she ached for his control.

  Krijero pulled his fingers free of her warm sleeve, smiling with satisfaction as her thick honey depended from his fingertips back to her core in a long strand. She shook her head slightly, her eyes silently pleading with him to fill her once more.

  “You will give your ass to me,” he said, one slick finger pressing against the puckered rosette. There was a moment of tightening as her body instinctively tried to refuse him entrance, then Dani was pliant again, her conscious mind overruling primal fears.

  Mine, the animal part of him announced, and he was more than happy to claim that part so many Earthers considered the ultimate taboo.

  My bigger cock will fill that too, and there’s nothing she can do to stop me. The thought gave him a thrill that raced from the top of his head, down the passage of his spine, and straight through that eager appendage.

  His power over her titillated, but Krijero had no interest in abusing that power. It was enough to feel it, to know it was his. If at any point she showed distress, whether physically or emotionally, he would stop.

  I love her.

  His finger pushed into her depths, readying her for the ultimate taking. Her eyes closed, and he felt her sigh against his hand. Her obvious pleasure made him harder than ever, and Krijero wondered if any man had ever died from resisting climax. His cocks hurt, the need for her was so great.

  He bowed his head to her chest, his mouth seizing on one pebbled nipple. He rolled his tongue over the tip, feeling her minute reactions as she fought to remain still. Krijero laved Dani’s breasts in turn, making the peaks tighter still until they flushed with color. All the while he continued to plumb her anus, delicately stretching the taut flesh to accept two fingers, then a third.

  The Earther’s heart hammered as if to escape her rapidly rising and falling chest as he played with her. Occasionally she jerked in helpless reaction as a touch or nibble taxed her abilities to lie still for him. Otherwise she lay immobile and open for him, so he opted to not punish those sudden quakes.

  Krijero scraped his teeth against one reddened nipple, and a slight moan escaped Dani’s throat. A small spasm shivered her rear channel, tightening the grip on his thrusting fingers. She was closing in on her glorious surrender, and t
he thought he’d pleasured her well made him feel a sense of pride.

  I will make her a good mate. I will show her, and maybe she’ll stay.

  His groin was pounding a steady ache, but he was still reluctant to raise his mouth from her delectable flesh, to withdraw his fingers from their tight prison. He made himself do so. Dani’s hips twitched upward in silent dispute.

  “Get on all fours.” Krijero was impressed that he kept trembling out of his tone. He was verging on desperation to claim her now.

  Dani obeyed with an alacrity that betrayed her eagerness. She crouched on knees and elbows, her delightful, perfectly round ass tilted up, begging to be taken.

  He homed in on that sweet orifice, pressing his larger cock in with steady smoothness that might have been too quick for Dani’s comfort, but was much slower than his body wanted. His smaller cock buried itself in her pussy, submerging into the hot pool of her juices. Her ass closed over his larger member, a tight grasping passage that left him gasping for air.

  Dani warbled a little tune in the midst of her pleasure. She convulsed all around him. The sensation made everything below tighten, grow heavier as his control threatened to slip away.

  “Quiet,” he growled in a low voice, his palm flicking across one fleshy butt cheek in a light slap.

  Dani’s breath caught, and she clenched down on him harder than ever. Her fingers dug into the soft fronds of foliage beneath her. Pleasure that she responded positively to the momentary discipline and animal need spurred by her reaction collided in Krijero’s fevered emotional state.

  The brutal need to take her, to fuck her until the pressure in his loins was relieved, rose like a black madness over Krijero. He held onto a small portion of self control with the most tenuous of grips. His hands closed over Dani’s shoulders, and he pulled her back onto his shafts as he thrust forward, filling her full of himself, making her take all of him.

  Her head fell back, her mouth wide open, but she did not scream. As Krijero moved their bodies until the barest tips of his cocks remained within only to drive them together again, Dani’s face suffused with pleasure. Her breath came in harsh gasps as he yanked her forward and back, the muffled sounds speaking of ecstasy better than words.

  Then Krijero lost sight of his woman’s enjoyment. His body was in full riot, begging him to take her harder and faster, the bright glare of fulfillment beckoning at the end of the dark tunnel. It rushed headlong at him, his belly filling, his sexes tensing, the raging need intensifying in monumental surges. He fought for the control that kept him from hurting his beloved, his mate, his Matara, fought for it with his last vestiges of sanity as climax broke over him.

  Pain from holding off for so long, burning elation, a vast storm of sensation swept Krijero as semen burst from the deepest pit of his body. It shattered like glass, tearing pulses of liquid pleasure from his cock, pouring rivers into the sweet well of the woman shuddering beneath him.

  Possessiveness, as instinctive as any Nobek’s, joined the rush of climax. Mine, Krijero thought, and he continued to thrust into Dani, asserting his right to have her. She mewled in his grasp, her sleeves clenching around his staves as her own orgasm rampaged.

  “Mine,” he growled, in an echo of Wynhod’s declaration the day before. The waves of climax were quieting, but the urge to stake his territory did not.

  Dani’s voice, as ephemeral as breath’s mist on a cold day, acknowledge his rights over her. “Yours.”

  Had the threat of Tragooms not hung over him, Krijero would have howled his victory to the stars. He had claimed his mate, and she had accepted his entitlement to her.

  After a few minutes, he regained his more civilized side. Still, Krijero was loathe to extricate himself from Dani’s warmth, so he shifted them to lay on the platform, his body spooning hers, his cocks still nestled within her warmth. He held her tight and she sighed a happy sound.

  “Sleep now,” he whispered in the delicate cup of her ear. “I’ll keep watch over you.”

  “What about you?” Her voice was already heavy with contented weariness.

  “Kalquorians can go days with no sleep without harmful effects. No need to worry.”

  “Okay. ‘Night, Krijero.”

  “Goodnight, sweet Dani.”

  He listened to her breath deepen, her face warm with a gentle smile as she passed into slumber. She felt so right in his arms, but Krijero knew how quick such a feeling could turn into a lie. Still, he had been drawn into love just as strongly as the quickmud had nearly sucked Dani into LXS-42’s ground.

  * * * *

  Dani woke when a cold, wet drop splashed her nose. She jerked, and Krijero flicked the offending moisture from her face. Her eyes were wide as the heavens outside their shelter opened up, spilling oceans of rain. Within moments, the shelter was leaking all over the place. The downpour pounded it so hard she thought it might fall down on them.

  Krijero sat up, taking her with him so that she rested on his lap. He slid to a spot where they could avoid getting wet.

  Dani peered at the sheets of rain cascaded outside the shelter’s opening. The world outside was silvery gray. “Tell me we’re not going out in this?”

  The Imdiko pressed a kiss to her ear. “Sorry, little Dani. We have to get to the ship before the Tragooms get to us. Rain won’t stop them.”

  She scowled at the weather. In full pout, she grumbled, “Don’t expect me to like it.”

  He chuckled indulgently and tilted her so that her head rested on his shoulder. His mouth found hers, kissing her without demand. Despite the almost chaste flavor of his embrace, Dani warmed all over.

  When the kiss ended, she regarded him with half-closed eyes. “When you put it like that, traveling in the rain isn’t such a bad thing.”

  He grinned. “Let me know anytime I can offer comfort.”

  “I wouldn’t mind being comforted for the next half hour or so.”

  That earned a burst of laughter. “I’d be glad to offer it, but we really do need to get moving.”

  “Then give me another kiss to sustain me.”

  He did so, and then they had a quick breakfast of smoked meat before crawling out of the shelter into the rain. The weather gods saw fit to cut them a little slack, and while they dismantled their shelter and hid the evidence of their overnight stay, the sheeting torrent slowed to a steady shower.

  The marshy area became a sludge pile, and Krijero and Dani were soon slathered in mud up to their thighs. “Let me walk ahead of you,” the Imdiko said. “I don’t want you finding anymore quickmud.”

  “Don’t be silly,” Dani panted, trying to pull ahead of him. “It’ll be a lot easier for you to pull me out than the other way around. What do you weigh, 250 pounds?”

  “I don’t know what the conversion from Earther pounds to my weight in Kalquorian measurements is.”

  “Definitely around the 250 mark, and you’re all muscle. What a moose.” She splashed as she tried to jump a large stand of water.

  “Thanks to Gelan’s love for hunting, I’ve got plenty of experience seeing obstacles. I’m better prepared than you to deal with the terrain. So get behind me before I turn that cute butt of yours red enough for the Tragooms to see for miles.”

  Dani blew a raspberry at him but fell behind. At least she had a nice view of his rear.

  It was warm enough that the continuing rain wasn’t too miserable. Slopping along in the muck left a lot to be desired however. There was less vegetation for their feet to grab onto, leaving the ground slimy and slippery. Dani fell on her ass once when her feet went out from under her. She cursed colorfully as Krijero helped her up.

  “I can’t believe I used to pay top dollar for illegal mud baths,” she fumed.

  “The rain will wash it away,” the Imdiko told her gently.

  Since he was trying to make her feel better, Dani held her sarcastic tongue from thanking him for his brilliant input.

  Minutes later, Krijero suffered his own fall. Rain couldn’t fix the da
mage it did to him.

  He came to an abrupt stop so suddenly that Dani nearly ran into him. They stood at the top of a slope that angled down steeply towards a small stand of woods. Dani was cheered by the trees. At least they wouldn’t be rained on so much down there.

  Backing up a couple of steps after nearly colliding with the Imdiko, she asked, “What’s up?”

  He frowned at the muddy slope. “We’ll need to be careful going down. It looks—”

  The ground beneath his booted feet gave out. An instant later, Krijero was somersaulting down the incline, falling hard all the way to the bottom.

  “Krijero!”

  As his body bounced one last time, the Kalquorian loosed a pain-filled howl. When his fall finally halted, he flopped about like a landed fish, holding his right ankle.

  Dani went after him, wanting to hurry but forcing herself to descend carefully. By the time she had gotten halfway down, Krijero had forced himself to sit up. He watched her come, his face drawn with pain and concern.

  “Slowly, Dani. Don’t get hurt!”

  “How bad are you?” she called, navigating around an exposed tangle of roots that wanted to trip her up.

  Krijero shifted, wiggled his foot a little, and hissed in agony. A stream of Kalquorian left his lips in staccato bursts. Dani had a feeling he wasn’t reciting poetry.

  When he’d recovered enough to remember to speak in English, he reported, “Not too good. I don’t know if my leg will hold me. Typical clumsy me.”

  Dani reached the bottom and ran to him. Poor Krijero looked bedraggled and miserable. “Let’s get you under some shelter. I’ll help,” she said.

  He huffed with disgust at himself. “All right.”