Ribbed For Her Pleasure: Scifi Alien Dragon Romance (Celestial Mates)

by Miranda Martin

  "That's better!" he exclaims. The loud smacking sounds again and he's gone.

  "Take me back home you son of a bitch!" I scream at the now empty space.

  The alien dragon-man stares up at the spot where the cherub disappeared from and looks disappointed. Maybe dragon-man wanted to eat him. I've wondered several times if he wants to eat me, the way he looks at me. We've been stuck together ever since the tiny jackass left us alone on this hell hole with a cheery 'have fun!'

  "Damn it," the dragon-man says.

  I jerk my head painfully to stare at him in shock. "What did you say?" I ask as my eyes go wide.

  Anger at the dwarf is swamped by my surprise. Did the alien dragon-man just speak? He turns around and I can see surprise on his face too. The colorful ridge of his brow furrows down, narrowing his amethyst eyes. The sun highlights the glint of scales on his sculpted jaw and his full lips purse. I realize for the first time that he's actually super hot.

  "Damn it?" he repeats, now staring at me.

  "I understand you!" I exclaim.

  I can see it hit him like a truck. "You're beautiful" he blurts out, like he's been waiting his whole life to say it.

  Shock hits me to my core and I stutter out nonsense trying to form words. I'm beautiful? Did he mean that?

  He smiles and for the first time I'm not afraid. Uncharacteristically impulsive, I step closer, rise up on my tip toes, and kiss him. His lips are soft and warm. I can feel his breath and boldly I lick his lips with my tongue. He tastes of something exotic, sweet with a hint of spice. I lower myself back to my feet and we stare at each other.

  "What was that?" he asks.

  "Huh, it was a kiss, I mean, I uh-, shit," I stutter and now everything is awkward. Fucking hell.

  "A kiss?" he asks, touching his lips with his fingers.

  "Yeah, of course, look sorry, it was just a moment, it won't happen again," I say, wishing I could crawl under a rock and hide.

  What the hell am I doing here? I'm so far from anything resembling my comfort zone and now I'm making a fool of myself by kissing the alien-dragon-man. His head tilts to one side and the wings on his back rustle while his tail shifts side to side.

  "I didn't say I didn't like it," he says.

  He steps closer, his wings spreading, and my core warms and tightens. His hands close on my waist and he lifts me up into his arms. Our lips come together with bruising force. Shifting his grip, his hands are on my ass as his lips move against mine. I wrap my legs around his waist as he thrusts his tongue past my closed mouth. I'm light-headed, my panties wet. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I press my hard nipples against him.

  For someone who just learned what kissing is, he's damned talented.

  5 BIAST

  Her lips are so soft! They taste sweet, fruity, something I can't put my finger on. It's exotic and erotic at the same time. I don't want to stop.

  The water sprays over the two of us and we both shiver. I'm so cold it's hard to move but it still takes an act of will for me to tear myself away from her. She smiles and my chest expands until it feels like I'll explode. She's so… different.

  "So I guess you're not going to eat me?" she says, laughing as I break our kiss but keeps her arms wrapped around my neck.

  "Uhm, no?" I say, trying to figure out what she's talking about.

  "Good."

  She kisses me again and I don't care what she was talking about anymore.

  The soft mounds on her chest press hard against mine. I like them, never felt anything like it before, but it's really nice. She doesn't have scales, which is really strange and she's warm against me. She breaks the kiss again, pulling back to look into my eyes.

  "We need shelter," she says.

  "I agree."

  "There's a cave up behind us."

  "Good."

  "Uh, you need to set me down," she says.

  "Oh, uh, right," I say, feeling self-conscious and awkward.

  I put her on her feet and fold my wings closed. My cock is hard which is embarrassing so I shift my feet a bit trying to keep from calling attention to it bulging out in my pants. Her eyes dart down then widen. I avoid looking directly at her. If I play it casual maybe it will pass-

  "Good god!" she exclaims, looking right at my crotch.

  "Sorry, uh, you know, I, uh-"

  She flushes bright red while I stammer. My cock throbs and jumps in my pants in response. I have no idea of our species are compatible but I want to find out. So much softness… No, stop thinking about it! Get control.

  "So yeah, well maybe we should see about that shelter," I suggest.

  "Yeah…" she trails off, still staring at my bulging pants.

  "Hey, you know, what comes up must be talked about right?" I quip.

  She looks up at me, her eyes crinkle, and a smile spreads across her face. She has these beautiful, blunt white teeth that shine when she smiles so big. Then she laughs. She laughs so hard that she can't breath. Water starts to leak from her eyes and there's an instant I worry that I broke her somehow but she keeps laughing so I assume she's fine.

  As she laughs the awkwardness fades. The sound warms my cold blood. I'm alive in ways I've never felt before. I shrug and flutter my wings as she wipes moisture away from her eyes.

  "You okay?" I ask bending down to look. On my home planet moisture is scarce and vital and I can't see the purpose of it coming from her eyes. We're surrounded by it here, I've never seen so much water before and it makes me tense.

  "Yeah, just… give me a minute," she says, gasping in air with her hands resting on her knees. "No idea why that is so funny but damn you're like a dragon comedian."

  "What's a dragon?"

  "You, well sort of," she says. "You don't know what a dragon is?"

  "Never heard of such a thing," I answer, shaking my head.

  "Must be an Earth thing."

  "An Earth thing?"

  "Oh good lord, next thing you're going to tell me is that you choose Star Wars over Star Trek!" she laughs.

  I shrug and smile since I have no idea what she's talking about. "Nope, but about that shelter?"

  She giggles. "You're funny," she says shaking her head. "Okay, I saw it this way."

  She turns and together we pick our way across the wet rocks. I keep an eye on that massive body of water. I've never seen anything like it. Never even heard of such a thing. It's freaky and I don't like it.

  "So how did a nice girl like you end up in a place like this?" I ask. "Is this your home?"

  "Home? Oh hell no, that dwarf-cherub bastard popped me here, you?"

  "Huh, same," I say and then she slips.

  I grab under her arms and hold her up, keeping her from falling. My hands graze the sides of the soft mounds on her chest. They cause such carnal thoughts, every time I come close to them my cock responds. They have no protective plates over them like a Zmaj woman would have.

  "Thanks," she says, holding on to my arms longer than is necessary.

  "No problem."

  Resuming our climb up the pile of rocks I aid her as I can while keeping an eye on my own footing. This place sucks. Everything is wet, cold, and slippery. She's reaching up and trying to pull herself up onto a boulder that is almost as tall as she is. Putting my hands on her backside I lift her up. She looks down smiling but I barely notice. All my attention is on the way the full flesh of her backside fits into my hand. Once more my dick is throbbing with need. Desire burns hot and tight in my core. It makes everything awkward.

  "Thanks," she says, looking down over the edge of the boulder. "Can you get-"

  A loud splash comes from behind us and I whirl to face the threat. I wish I had my weapon, my lochaber, but I didn't come here prepared. Out in the body of water that goes as far as the eye can see something breaks through the waves which are getting closer and closer.

  "You don't want to-" she starts to say then it rises out of the water again and I stumble backwards.

  Fear floods through me, white-hot
and burning all the way to my fingers and toes. My muscles tense, ready to flee. My wings flutter. Rising out of the water is a long, round thing that goes up and up into the sky. Tentacles wave in the air then it opens its maw. It reminds me of the zemlja but the tentacles are an unwelcome additive. Rows of sharp teeth gleam in the setting light then it dives below the water, creating a huge wave that crashes over the rocks reaching up until it covers my feet.

  "Damn," I exhale.

  "Yeah, tried to warn you," she says from above me. "Moby Cthulhu monster can stay the hell out there. All we need now is sharks with frickin laser beams and we'd be right smack dab in the middle of midnight madness."

  She says the craziest things, I think as I climb up the rock to stand beside her.

  Shadows creep in around us as we stand looking out across the endless water which rolls in towards us in a threatening manner. Getting higher seems to be the only answer as the water itself seems to be alive. Consciously moving towards us with an intention to consume.

  "We're almost there," she says.

  When I look up I see a dark opening.

  "That?" I ask, pointing.

  "Yeah, it's the only shelter I can see."

  We start climbing. I let her lead the way, partly to catch her if she falls and partly because I love the view and random ability to touch her. Also, I don't really want her to know I've got a perpetual erection bulging in my pants. She's sexy in ways I never imagined. So much different than the women of home. With soft fur on her head, her build is similar to a Zmaj but smaller and no scales or protective plates. She's less… harsh.

  I grab her waist and lift her and she's able to get her hands on the lip of the cave, climbing over and out of sight. Her head pops back out over the side looking down at me with a grin.

  "You coming big guy?" she asks

  "Sure, let me just jump right up there," I say.

  I find some hand holds that let me pull myself up until I'm with her in a dark and gloomy cavern. Debris litters the floor and some of it is wood which is helpful. The floor and space is thankfully dry. Nothing seems to live here but the cave goes back into pitch blackness. Outside the sun is almost down. We need fire for light and warmth.

  "If only I had a lighter," she says, gathering pieces of wood and putting them in a pile.

  "What's a lighter?"

  "A thing to make fire with."

  "You need a thing to make fire?"

  "How else would you do it?"

  "Just do it," I say, breathing out past the glands in my throat, lighting her kindling with crackling fire.

  "Oh my god!" she exclaims, looking at me wide-eyed then laughs.

  I can't stop the smile that spreads across my face. "You can't do that?"

  "You're a fire-breathing dragon!"

  "Okay," I smile shrugging.

  She sits down close to the fire. I'm on the opposite side feeling awkward again. I'm so cold that I can feel my hearts slowing which is bad. I need the warmth but first I have to figure out, do I sit by her? Is that too bold? Do I sit here or there? Pursing my lips I let the debate rage as I try to figure it out. I don't notice that she's watching until she speaks.

  "You going to sit or stand over there like a statue?" she asks.

  "Well the statue gig is pretty lucrative," I say and she snorts. "But since you offered."

  I walk over and sit down next to her. She scoots even closer once I'm down. Our legs are touching and we both hold our hands out to the fire soaking in the warmth. My heart rates start to return to normal.

  "This is nice," she says. "Much better at least."

  "If only we had some food," I observe, my stomach grumbling loudly.

  "Don't eat me!" she says laughing.

  "Fine, take all the fun off the table," I say and she laughs even harder.

  Do they do that in her race? Eat each other? Does she mean literally or figuratively? Some Zmaj women enjoy such attentions, or so I've been told. It's not like I have experience. I'm the funny guy, the friend guy, not the guy the girls go for. Not serious enough or something.

  "Well, it's dark and we're stuck," she says. "We should sleep. In the morning we can explore this cave, maybe find a way away from the ocean."

  "Is that what it's called?"

  "Is that what what's called?"

  "Ocean, is that what the huge water is called?"

  "What do you call it?"

  "Besides scary?"

  She laughs and I smile. "It's more water than I ever imagined existing in the entire universe."

  "Huh," she says, placing a hand on my arm. "You'll have to tell me more about your home."

  "Sure."

  All my attention and focus is on her hand on my arm. It's warm, enticing. The throbbing in my prime penis returns with a vengeance as if to ask if I missed it. Which I didn't, too awkward. She yawns, big, then smiles.

  She leans towards me and lies on her side. "Time to sleep."

  I lie down behind her leaving a gap between us. A moment later she scoots closer until she's pressing hard against me and I know she has to be feeling my erection against her backside. Tentatively, I lay my arm across her and bring my legs up so as to form a protective shell. In moments she's asleep. I lie awake for a long time, basking in the sensation and feeling of her closeness.

  6 JENNA

  BOOM! CRACK-BOOM!

  I'm jerked awake by the echoing sound. The cave flashes white with the intermittent lightning strikes outside. I jump, my heart leaps into my throat, then he pulls me close. His strong arm squeezes me tight as he curls his legs up holding me. My heart is pounding wildly in my chest. Shadows dance on the walls accenting each bolt of lightning. The sounds of it echoes down the cave coming back multiplied.

  "Good morning," he says.

  I extricating myself. "Morning."

  My initial scare is over, my heart slows, and the awkward feelings settle in. Suddenly it's just like always. I don't know what to say or do. I'm self-conscious as hell. Climbing to my feet I cross my arms and rub them trying to warm myself. The fire has died down to some embers which isn't helping.

  He sits up and stares at me. A smile plays across my face because I don't know what else to do. We didn't sleep together or anything, well we slept together but not slept together. I did feel his erection digging into me most of the night. I guess that means he thinks I'm pretty, maybe. Lots of guys think I'm pretty though. I get lots of comments on my Youtube channel and Instagram about how hauntingly beautiful I am and how they dream of me. That's from the nice ones, the weirdos, well there's plenty of those that like to send creepy things but I just trash all that.

  He's quiet as I pace the cave, sitting in the same place. I need to find my way home. Cloud is going to be hungry and pissed by now. His auto-feeder has to be empty. I filled it before I left for GameCon but didn't have time to refill it before I was brought to where ever here is. Turning around to pace back the other direction I see him sitting and watching. His shoulders are slumped and he only seems to be half there.

  I know how he feels. I want to go home. This has been fun and all but yeah, it's time for this to be over.

  ***MEANWHILE, DEEPER IN THE CAVE, INVISIBLE***

  CHERUB

  'No! Silly people, this isn't right! You're supposed to come closer together, not farther apart. You two are meant for each other.'

  She's pacing back and forth like that fluffy cat of hers and he's sitting and staring morosely. This is not the way it's supposed to go. People need to learn to respect the plan. I know they belong together, now how do I get them to see it?

  'Something to break them out of their shells, hmm…'

  Tapping my finger against my chin helps me think. No idea where I picked up this habit. Someone, somewhere or some-when, must have done it. Whoever they are it's quite brilliant. What do I know about these two?

  She plays games. Video games, lots of them. So she likes to fight monsters, make believe ones sure, but still she likes that kind of thing.

>   He's a Zmaj. Warrior-worker-slave race, genetically engineered to survive on the desert planet Tajss which is one of the most uninhabitable places in the known galaxies. He's a fighter, so he can fight real monsters.

  'Of course! Real monsters!' It hits me like a bolt from the blue. 'Put them in danger, it has to be something he's familiar with. I want him to win of course, that's the entire point. Hmm, ah, yes guster. They have guster on his planet. They look a lot like the dinosaurs in that movie from her planet, Jurassic Age or something. Yes, yes, yes! That Starlord fellow was in the movie so she'll have seen it. Right up her alley.

  This is perfect! They'll both be familiar enough to see the obvious danger. He'll save her then bam! Nature and biology will do the rest.'

  I port myself to Tajss to bring a pack of guster here. I put them further into the cave. This has to seem natural to work. Looking it over I'm satisfied that it will. Well, it has a ninety-four point two percent chance of working and that's not shabby at all. Have to play the odds a bit when you're romancing the galaxy!

  ********

  JENNA

  My stomach grumbles, loud. Frowning I look down at it. Man-dragon is sitting with his knees pulled up to his chest bent over so his head is hanging between them. His tail drags across the floor. We haven't spoken since waking. Yesterday seemed easier. Today, no clue what to say or do. Is this post one-night stand awkwardness or is it just me? Probably just me.

  "I'm hungry," I say out loud just to get out of my own head.

  "Welcome to the club," he says, but it sounds like a low hiss.

  "Hey, I didn't ask for this," I snap.

  My back hurts, my legs ache- well, everything aches. The floor was cold and hard and now I'm hungry and stuck here with a guy who I don't even know his name. Or his race, or species, or whatever the hell you properly call an alien dragon-man.

  "Like I did?" he grouses.

  I glare at him across the remains of our fire. There's nothing left within sight to burn so we're up a creek on that. So we either sit here waiting for the dwarf-cherub to return or we take fate into our own hands. I've never been good at letting someone else take control of my fate.