Crave

by Serena Simpson

  “I ran out the house taking the keys to my daddy’s car.” A shudder went through me as I thought about how my dad loved that car. Let’s not forget I didn’t have my license yet. “She was bloody Cole, hunched down as if she could disappear from the world. I took her to the emergency room. She wanted to go home, but the blood. They said she was raped. Not just raped when I got her to the harsh lights of the E.R. She was nothing but one big bruise. He beat the shit out of her. Her parents showed up. My parents showed up. Eventually, they took me home after I talked to the cops.

  “He was going to jail it was just a matter of time. Paula wouldn’t see me. She didn’t come to school for three months. I thought we could go back to the way it used to be. I didn’t know you never went back after that. She stayed away from everyone, including me. I didn’t know what else to do? I started following her making sure she got to class and home without any problems. The school year was almost over when it happened. Harold and his friends started making fun of her. Asking her how she liked it. He admitted in school that he raped her. What started as Harold and his friends became something that more boys got in on.

  “I asked my dad when he would be jailed. That’s when he sat me down. Back then it turned out that no one wanted to prosecute a teen from a good family. He was white, and his parents had social connections. As you’ve probably found out on earth, the color of someone’s skin can make a difference. Have you ever been so angry you didn’t know what to do with your hands?”

  That’s how I felt. I also felt defeated. My dad made it clear there was going to be no justice for Paula. It was the first time I felt let down by the system, but not the last. I was standing at the window looking out when I heard Cole walked up behind me. I knew he could walk silently that meant he wanted to make sure I heard him. His arms went around me. His front was to my back; he pulled me close. The heat from his body began to dispel some of the chill I was feeling.

  “What happened?”

  I still remember that day it will be forever etched into my memory. I hated school at that point. I hated myself too. They never say what happens to the loved ones of someone who has been abused as if it doesn’t matter. One person can destroy so many lives.

  “I kept watching Paula. She was never going to be the same, but I was always going to be her friend. The one who let her down.”

  “You didn’t let her down.”

  “Don’t please. You’ll never convince me. That day I took my eyes off her. I stopped to get water from those god-awful fountains they have in school. When I looked up, she was gone. I asked everyone if they had seen her, but all I got were no’s. I search frantically before I saw the janitors closet. I told myself I was being ridiculous, but I had to check. Harold was holding her down. He was…

  “Yeah, that. Everyone overlooks the little guy. The one that hasn’t caught up with his puberty. I tried to kill Harold that day. He’s alive because the janitor pulled me off.”

  “What happened after that?”

  “They took me to jail. I might be white, but our family wasn’t rich with social connections. One of the cops told me I was going to swing. I said my only regret was that I didn’t kill that son of a bitch. I was there for a day before my dad came and got me. There were no charges, no record. He handed me a piece of paper. When I opened it up, I knew it was from Paula. I knew her handwriting as well as I knew my own. Just two words. Thank you. My dad told me she was gone. Her family packed up and moved away all in twenty-four hours. I was sad and happy at the same time. Her life would always be a living hell if she stayed.

  “That’s the day I swore that I would no longer watch injustice being done, even if it killed me to fight back.”

  Cole turned me around. His eyes searched mine before he backed me up against a wall. Then he kissed me and life as I knew it changed.

  Chapter Ten

  Cole

  I was a bastard, and I knew it. I didn’t have to ask about the scar on his chest, but I couldn’t let it go. It didn’t make any rational sense to me, but I had to know if he was just a bleeding heart or did he understand pain in a primal way. No need to apply if you’ve never felt like you were dying.

  I might not understand what a bleeding heart was on earth, but I knew what it was on my planet. They were the people who swore they wanted to help you if it suited their illusion of life. Oh, you darling let me make things better for you, but I can only do it on this day. Then there were those people who were given a ticket to hell with no way out. They helped even when it hurt. That was Noah. I suspected, but I had to know for sure before I opened up to him. He already knew more about me than most males.

  His pain was tearing me apart. He needed to stop before I did something stupid. Too late, I pressed him against the wall needing to feel his full lips on mine.

  Control I thought as I lowered my lips to his. The pressure of his warm, soft lips on mine was enough to drive me crazy. I nibbled on his lower lip until he opened with a sigh. My tongue was in heaven as I pushed into the heat of his mouth. His spicy flavor wrapped around me. I felt my nipples harden as the taste went straight to my dick.

  He flipped the script, and before I knew it, I was pressed against the door. He was devouring my mouth. There was no time for me to plant my feet on firm ground. His hands were on my ass as he ground his thick dick against mine. All I wanted to see was him. Not just his dick all of him. I wanted him unclothed so I could appreciate his body.

  I started with his T-shirt; he moved back and stripped it over his head, so I did the same with mine. My hands were on the buckle of my belt even as I watched his slim fingers undo his buckle, then the button on his jeans. When the zipper came down, I almost swallowed my tongue in anticipation.

  Noah stepped back pushing his jeans and his underwear down, then stepped out of them. I started with his brown hair that swirled longer than his shoulders and moved to his blue eyes. They captured me. He was watching me as one after the other emotion played over my face. That’s when I wished I had the gift to read minds or at least sense emotions. I wanted to know what he was thinking. Did he like what he saw? My eyes caressed his lips as my tongue came out to lick my bottom lip. I drifted down to his neck. It was strong and straight. I watched his Adam’s apple bob as he swallowed.

  Lust? I was okay with that. His chest was thick with muscle more developed than my slender physique. He was strong I already knew that. I slid down to his abs, then my throat was working as I got my first look at his dick. It was thick and long. My back hit the wall as I felt something that couldn’t be happening. It was lust; I reassured myself. Noah could never be my future, not even half of it.

  Shaking my head, I went to the strong column of his legs and then down to his feet. I’d have to tease him wearing those army boots hadn’t been nice to his feet. Still, they were strong, and they carried my male and what more could I ask for. No, I reminded myself. Not my male, just a one-night stand.

  My hand shook. I looked at it like it wasn’t part of my body before I stopped the trembling and undid my zipper. Noah was watching my every move when I placed my hands on the waistband of my jeans and pushed them down. I stepped out of them and stood before him completely naked and totally open. I wanted to; I needed to protect myself. There was no way to do that. No matter what happened next, it would touch me.

  “You’re beautiful.” Noah told me.

  “Handsome.”

  “No baby, you’re beautiful.”

  My lips curved into a smile. I hated to be called beautiful but hearing it on Noah’s lips made me feel good. He took my hand and guided me to the bed.

  “We should talk.” He was pressing me down. I needed him to understand about me and how wrong I was made. It happened on my planet sometimes during the act of creation some wires were crossed, and parents ended up with someone like me. I was unnatural.

  “Top or bottom Cole.”

  There was no way I was going to bottom for him no matter what my ass was saying. I opened my mouth to te
ll him, then I looked into his eyes, and I knew. He needed to be in charge, not wanted. I could also see his acceptance. The realization that he was the human, the weaker of the two of us. He would bottom. Damn straight he would, but not today.

  “Bottom.” That word came from my mouth. I didn’t feel the stigma of my birth or the fright that had accompanied them in the past.

  His eyes said it all. I could see his thank you, and I knew I made the right decision. My male needed to be brought gently into my world. My male, it was a dream I couldn’t afford to hold onto.

  I was on my back; Noah was kissing me. I loved how he licked at my lips before his tongue darted inside.

  “You taste so good.”

  “Sweet talker.” My voice was husky.

  He tugged at my hair, and my dick kicked.

  “You like that.” He did it again as he kissed the side of my neck.

  I tried to squirm away, but he moved with me. Feeling someone kiss my neck turned me on. His teeth nibbled at the sensitive flesh there; I was a goner.

  “Please.” The word came out low. I wasn’t human, and I needed a bit of force. He bit me like he knew what I was asking for. I felt a bead of fluid escape my dick my ass made moisture. Did I mention I wasn’t human?

  He sniffed at me. “You smell damn good.”

  I didn’t want to explain that yet. He bit me at the base of the neck before he kissed down my chest. His fingers flicked my nipple making me let out a low growl of need. Then his mouth was there sucking on my small nipple before he nipped it. He followed it up with a bite. My hips punched in the air. I begged him to fuck me as my hands ran through his hair and then down his back.

  He was warm; I liked it but not as warm as I was. I was a furnace compared to him, and he was turning up the heat as he sucked on my other nipple.

  “Please, Noah. I need it.” I did need it. He had to be inside of me to quench the fire that started deep within me. This wasn’t supposed to happen. I had read all the prophecy’s and knew that I would live and die without feeling this heat.

  Noah didn’t care that this was impossible. He kept kissing down my body until he was staring at my dick. The traitor twitched to make sure he got a good look at it.

  “I can’t imagine how this will feel in my ass, but I want to know.” Noah’s gaze stroked me as my dick leaked pre-come.

  “Don’t worry baby. When the time is right, I’m going to ride you all night. I swear I’ll take care you afterward.”

  He flashed that smile at me. Then he leaned down and licked the head of my dick making sure he sucked the wetness out of me. I cried out as I pushed my hips up trying to get into the heat of his mouth.

  He laughed before he sucked the head in. I stilled my hips not wanting to choke him. I knew this was his first time. He tried to take me in deeper and choked.

  “Need to move. Place your hand on my shaft, work my dick like it was yours.” That did the trick. He was sucking while giving me a hand job. I could feel my eyes try to roll to the back of my head while his mouth was a hot, tight cave around my dick.

  I tried to push his head away. “Noah I’m going to…”

  He squeezed my balls. Rope after rope of warm come came from my body. He swallowed. Damn, he swallowed. I was alien, different, but he was humming, sucking and swallowing. How could I ever bring myself to give him up?

  “You taste good Cole.”

  I smiled at him. I was sated for a minute, but I knew I needed more, and so did he. My hand drifted down his body to wrap around his thick dick.

  “I need this deep in my ass.”

  “I never…not even with a female. I don’t want to hurt you.”

  “Trust me you won’t.”

  “Do you have lube?”

  “You won’t need that.”

  “I’ll go to the store I won’t dry fuck you. I will not hurt you.”

  I pulled him close to me. After the priestess made her proclamation over me. Everyone was out to hurt me. They did, more times than I can remember and stay sane. Not one person ever thought about my pleasure.

  “I promise you won’t. If you think you need lube, then I’ll lie right here and wait for you.”

  I turned over so that I was lying on my stomach. I wanted a taste of his dick, but I knew that Noah needed to claim me before his thoughts told him he was sick.

  His fingers worked down my spine like they did the first time he touched me. My dick came back to life as I shivered. He stopped at the tattoo on my back.

  “What does it mean?”

  “It’s a reminder to the Yenizen and the world in general that I am sick. Stay away.”

  “You were forced to wear this?”

  “It’s required by law. If somehow, I manage to escape my planet and live. I must mark myself as a warning to anyone who would think to touch someone so unpure.”

  I stiffened my shoulders. He wouldn’t know what the tattoo meant, but he would know enough to stay away from me. Noah’s instincts were not broken.

  I felt his warm breath on my back before his tongue licked the tattoo. It was over for me. I felt my body gush as it prepared my ass to be fucked.

  He caught the smell and growled. I didn’t know humans could still tap into the beast that was part of them.

  “Cole?” His hand was on my ass kneading my cheeks.

  “Please, Noah.”

  I went to my knees ass in air. He opened my cheeks wide to see the fluid my body was making in preparation for him.

  “I don’t understand.”

  “Surprise, I’m an alien.”

  He buried his face in my ass and licked my hole. I wasn’t expecting that.

  “What are you doing?” My voice was shaky. No one ever touched me with their mouth.

  “Fucking my male.”

  I rocked underneath him as he rimmed me. Then he took a finger and placed it in my ass. How had I lived without this?

  “Baby you're tight.”

  I grunted, not up to full sentences at that point. He added a second finger. I pushed back on him taking them both deep into my body. I didn’t have a prostate, but I had something that worked the same way. If you hit it… I howled when he discovered it.

  His groan of pleasure worked its way through me.

  “I need to be in you.”

  Hell yes. I reached back and squeezed his ass. I was afraid that if I opened my mouth, I would beg like I was in heat.

  He withdrew his fingers. My head was turned so I could watch him. His mouth curved into a seductive grin before he sucked his fingers clean. Low sounds of need came from me. I felt my ass waving at him demanding he mount me.

  “Tell me you want this Cole. I see your slick ass; I tasted it, but I need the words.”

  “I need you deep inside of me. Don’t make me beg Noah.”

  We both groaned when he placed the tip of his dick against my hole. One hard push to get past the muscles. I felt him sink in a few inches. I tightened around him. The moan that came from his lips shattered me. He was going to kill me moving so slowly. I bucked up against him forcing his dick into my ass. A scream escaped our mouths.

  He was lying against my back trying to catch his breath as I hummed from the fullness of his cock deep inside of me. Then he turned my head and kissed me.

  I panted before he withdrew and nailed me one more time. He was so gentle until he couldn’t resist the squeezing of my ass around him. Then he went wild. In and out changing his rhythm riding me hard. I was so close then he would back off. That sparkle in his eyes saying I’m not done with you yet. He kept me on the edge as he pounded into my ass.

  “You’re going to be sore tomorrow.”

  I knew he was right, and I would love it. He reached down taking my dick in his hand. I knew he was ready. His paced quickened while his hand pulled on my dick. Small noises of pleasure left my lips until he hit my sweet spot one more time. My body shook as a growl of pure pleasure left my lips. My cock erupted spilling all over me, the bed and his hand.

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sp; Then he pounded into me one last time. I felt him stiffen behind me as he cried out in pleasure. The deep bass of his voice was my undoing as I had another orgasm with him. The feel of warm come filling my body left me with a feeling of rightness.

  I collapsed on the bed utterly boneless. He was whispering in my ear telling me how good it was. I ate up his words of praise. My eyes closed.

  It was Noah moving that woke me up.

  He whispered, “I’ll be right back.”

  He came back with a warm cloth and cleaned us both up before he slipped under the cover. He cradled me against his chest. For the first time in my life, I didn’t want tomorrow to come.

  Chapter Eleven

  Leta

  “Excuse me, ma’am the park is closed.”

  I looked over my shoulder at the cop that was standing there. The fountain that I had been staring at was shut down at twelve, and no one was supposed to linger after it stopped spurting water high into the air.

  “Sorry officer, I guess I just got caught up in my thoughts.”

  “No problem.”

  I reached down to pick up my oversize purse that was sitting on the ground at my feet. For a moment, I wondered if something had crawled into it. Then I reminded myself that insects were always the least of my problems.

  I threw the cop another smile before I edged my way past him. We were out in the open, but that didn’t stop my heart from thudding in my chest. It would be so easy for him to reach out and grab me. He was watching my every move. I licked my lips in nervousness. When I was far enough away, I started to run. His laughter followed me. Maybe the laughter was in my head; I could never be sure.

  I hated being outside as well as being inside. I hated the dark as well as the light. There wasn’t much in my life I did like. I assumed there was a name for people like me; I just didn’t know what it was. Not that I cared.

  I made the walk from downtown to station square to watch the dancing water and light show. Water squirting up in the air singing a song of freedom before it dashed itself on the rocks below brought me peace. It could be that in the end, we all go splat. Some of us sooner than others.