by Kylie Gold
I let her catch her breath from all of her running before asking her, “Why did you leave the hut?” I asked her.
She was silent for quite some time, but then spoke in a stammer, “I-I… I want to go back to the humans. I’ve been away too long, and my employees need my help and my family is probably starting to worry…”
While her words were completely reasonable and understandable, I just wasn’t buying it. Julia had been untied for a couple of days. Why didn’t she try to leave when all the warriors were away on a mission? It just didn’t seem as though that was all there was to it. But I couldn’t protest her answer without giving some sort of inkling that I had feelings for her. Her answer would just have to do. Giving a sigh, I spoke lowly, “I can’t let you leave, Julia. You’re a valuable prisoner, and the village needs all the leverage we can get.”
“Then why haven’t you tried to sell me back?” Julia snapped. Something about her tone didn’t suggest anger, but hurt.
I blinked rapidly, realizing I didn’t have an answer for her. Julia had been in the village for a little over a week, and I hadn’t even tried to sell her back to the humans. “I don’t know,” I sighed. There was no way in hell I was about to tell her that it was because I had been ridiculously attracted to her and fascinated by the attraction. I lowered her to the ground then, turning her around. My eyes raked over her curvy form and her gorgeous freckled face. “I have all intentions of selling you back to the humans. I will sell you back,” I spoke to her, as if I was trying to convince her—but perhaps I was trying to convince myself. There was only a fragment in me that still wanted to sell her to the humans, the fragment which was rooted in my hatred for humans.
Her pale sea green eyes looked up to my face slowly as she stood close to me. As her eyes locked onto mine, it was as though our bodies were trying to say the words we just didn’t have the guts to say. As I placed my hands on her hips, her small hands rested against my chest; I pulled her in closer. I had no idea what was happening and if she even had any sort of feelings towards me. Perhaps I was just reading too much into things. We hated one another, that had been clear during her time there—yet we were clearly attracted to one another. I had no idea what that could mean, but I knew any outcome of it would be a disaster. But the part of me that was so certain she was my mate after we slept together was just wanting to say ‘fuck it’ and give into any feelings I had for her. And with that, I craned my neck down and captured her lips with mine in a slow, almost sweet, kiss. It amazed me with how very soft and plush her lips were, and just how addictive they were. My hands kept to her hips as we kissed, Julia kissing me back.
But the personal, intimate moment was abruptly ended by the sound of feet in the distance behind us. The men must have caught on she hadn’t headed to Harp. I let out a groan and then grabbed her wrist. “We have to head back,” I told her, walking a bit ahead of her, keeping my grip on her wrist firm but not too tight. Tension still sparked between the two of us from the kiss, but I had to push it to the back of my mind so that I could focus on getting through the men and getting her back to the hut.
15
Julia
Being caught by Nova had left me more confused than ever; I could actually feel a headache beginning to form. At first, being grabbed by someone was terrifying, but then when I realized it was Nova… I was completely conflicted. Half of me was upset that I was caught by the man I was trying to run from, and the other half rejoiced. It was something I hadn’t expected, to say the least. I didn’t even try to fight against him or beg him to let me go, I just folded under his simple commands. Nova holding me and kissing me had left butterflies in my stomach. I was beginning to realize I actually had some strange sort of admiration for Nova; it wasn’t just in my head, it wasn’t Stockholm Syndrome, but I genuinely had sentiment for Nova.
He led me back through the jungle, his hand staying around my wrist. After a bit, we passed the men he had sent to look for me. While the men looked to me with burning hatred and disgust, Nova dismissed them and said he would handle me and assure I didn’t get away again. Nova didn’t wait for their approval before continuing to tug me back through the jungle. I wasn’t sure if it was just the leftover remnants of the kiss we had shared, but it was actually attractive to see him being so authoritative. Nova had always been very demanding and never one to explain himself. He definitely had the mindset that he was chief and he got things his way. That wasn’t to say he was a dictator, it was clear his people respected and relied on him. Before, I had found it repulsive and ridiculous—but I was starting to find a beauty in it, a beauty in him and his love for his people.
My mind was in overdrive as we made our way back to the village. I suppose my disappearance had caused a bit of a stir, people walking about the village as though they were looking for something. And then when we came into view, all eyes locked onto us. Nova didn’t even seem to notice, just rounding his hut and walking in, pulling me behind him. Walking into the hut, he shut the door and then pulled me into the bedroom area and shut the door to the room as well. When he turned back to me, I immediately grabbed his face and gave him a big kiss. His hands found my waist and tugged me closer, pressing me against him. But then he abruptly pulled away, looking around the room. “Not here,” he muttered. My brow creased in confusion as he walked around and drew all of his curtains closed. Nova then walked back to me, “They’re suspicious now. If they get curious enough, they’ll try to spy on you,” he told me.
I was under the assumption nothing was going to come of the kissing then, so I was about to head to the cot to lay down, my legs aching from all of the running. But then he tugged on my arm, pulling me with him towards the bathroom. Walking into the bathroom, he walked to the door to the shower and walked in and turned it on. When he returned, he looked me over before immediately beginning to unbutton my shirt. My eyes looked to him, but he bent over a bit and began kissing at my neck. He pushed the shirt from my shoulders and then worked to get my bra off before flinging it to the floor. Getting the memo, I reached over and shrugged his shorts down, my eyes lingering on his cock for a moment; he was already half aroused. Nova pulled me closer to him, his hands reaching down and unbuttoning my pants slowly.
Something felt peculiar about this time. While it was already bizarre to have sex with an alien, I didn’t mean in that sense. Last time it was in the moment and rough and heated. But then, it seemed almost intimate. Nova’s hands didn’t tug at my clothes or jerk them from my body; he took his time. And the kisses on my neck weren’t sloppy and urgent, but slow and sweet. His lips would kiss at a spot, his tongue flicking and swirling over spots. Goosebumps trailed over my spine at the sensation, every fiber of my being surrendering to his touch. And for a moment, I had a brief glimpse of clarity. Why did I need to overanalyze everything? It didn’t matter what species he was, it didn’t matter if the humans on Shaviro were at war with the Navani; it didn’t matter that I was his prisoner—none of it mattered. For in that moment, I could feel the connection between the two of us, the one both of us had been covering with hatred and excuses. Those feelings shouldn’t scare me like they had when I ran away; if we were on any other planet, we would be embracing them. And I had nothing at all to do with the war, so the hatred between us simply didn’t make sense if we actually felt something for one another.
I stepped out of my pants when they landed around my ankles, using one foot to hold the back of my shoe while I pried my foot free, before doing the other one. His fingers then lightly grazed against the skin of my hipbones, the fingertips dipping into the elastic band of my panties. His long fingers traced the circumference of the panties, trailing around to my backside before finally pulling them down. Steam began to leak into the small room before the shower. Both standing completely naked, he finally pulled away and headed towards the shower; I followed close behind. The small shower room was filled with steam, and it was barely lit by two little blue laser lights on the wall next to the door with a small amount
of light coming from the skylight. It was completely private, tucked away from any possible eyes.
We walked over to where the water poured out of the wooden faucet. Nova stepped under the water first, holding his head back and letting it soak his hair. Water poured over his shoulders and glided down his chest and abdomen, giving his muscles a glistening look. He then stepped to the side and let me take his place. I stepped into the water, facing the faucet. Water covered my face and poured down my front. I thought the hot shower after being in the hot jungle would have been horrible, but it was actually relaxing my aching muscles. I dipped my head downward, letting the water soak my hair and glide down my back. I suddenly felt two hands on my shoulders. His fingers and palms began working on my shoulders, massaging the tense muscles. Nova’s hands then traveled to the back of my neck, letting his thumbs dig deep into the flesh to work out any knots he found. A small moan escaped my lips; I couldn’t remember the last time I was given a massage. I could hear a breathy chuckle come from him as his knuckles began to work slowly down my spine. His large hands then grabbed at my hips, his thumbs working into my back.
Nova’s lips were then on my shoulders, his teeth nipping lightly at my skin. My head turned to look up at him, his citrine eyes opening to find mine. I leaned in and kissed his lips, the kiss was deep and passionate. Nova kissed back, his hands turning me around. His strong arms wrapped around me, holding me as we kissed. My tongue prodded at his lip just once before his lips parted and his tongue met mine. His mauve tongue grazed against mine, sending spikes of passion through me. Nova’s hands trailed down to my bottom and then to my thighs before swiftly picking me up; my arms were wrapped about his neck. Leaning me against the wall below the faucet, the water still cascaded down, pelting his shoulders and back. My lips never left his, our mouths pecking, sucking, and biting at one another. I felt his arm move a bit, and then his hand was between my legs. Nova’s fingers rubbed against me once before his hand left me. The next thing I felt was the tip of his cock pushing against me.
I let out a sharp breath, not realizing just how turned on I was. Nova seemed to be breathing pretty hard as well as he slowly pushed the tip inside, “Oh fuck,” he mumbled under his breath. I knew it was because I was tight compared to his cock, part of me wondered if it was perhaps even a little uncomfortable for him—but taking the previous night into consideration, I didn’t think that was the case. I felt my legs tense around him as he pushed himself further in. “Are you okay?” he whispered to me, his hand trailing down my tense leg as he held me to the wall. I gave him a small nod. After a moment, he leaned more into me, completely pressing me against the wall. He held my ass as he pushed all the way in, a small gasp leaving my throat. He began pumping into me slowly, letting his cock withdraw to the tip before pushing back inside. Nova soon found a rhythm, and I was lost in the act. I hadn’t even realized we hadn’t been kissing, my head pressed against the wall as he leaned into me.
It was insane how responsive our bodies were to one another, seeming to go together perfectly despite being of different species. His hands explored my body, gripping at my curves and groping my breasts. Nova groaned softly each time his cock pushed all the way in to the hilt, my hands gripping to his shoulders. It was wildly intimate. Unlike the time the night before, we faced one another, and it didn’t just seem to be about getting off. Nova held me, leaned into me as he worked my body. His movements also weren’t aggressive and almost angry feeling, but they were gentle and passionate. It wasn’t like fucking, but it was expressive. Never had I experienced anything like it. Never had a human male ever been so emotionally forthcoming when it came to sex. Hell, neither had I. Yet there I was, completely consumed by the being before me, his body pressed against mine.
Nova got even more into it, his movements becoming a little faster and a little rougher—but it seemed as though he was trying to hold himself back. He mumbled something in what I assumed was Navanian as he pushed in again, his hands both grabbing my breasts as he used the strength of his body to hold me up against the wall. I moaned as his thumbs rubbed my nipples in a circular motion, his hips working at an angle to continue to thrust into me. Craning my neck up, I began to bite and nibble at the skin below his ear; I then dared to reach up and suck on the lobe of his ear. A soft growl sounded from his throat, one hand lowering from my chest and trailing down my stomach.
I heard myself gasp as his fingertip found my clit. His hips continued to move at a constant rhythm as he began to rub at me. Intense waves of pleasure coursed through my body, I could feel my sex grow even wetter as he rubbed me. “Nova…” I breathed, overwhelmed by pleasure. Just after I uttered his name, vibrations began to massage at the walls of my sex. Oh god, I was a goner. Nova’s forehead rested against mine as he thrusted his hips in and out in a jagged manner, his fingers still rubbing at the bud between my legs. The muscles in my legs locked up as my orgasm began to build. My pussy began to clamp around his cock, causing the vibrations to feel even more intense. His hand between my legs began to move faster, moans pouring from my lips. Nova’s other hand left my breast, going to my bottom to hold me securely.
His movements sped up even more as the vibrations grew stronger. My hands gripped his shoulders with intensity, my nails digging into his skin. When his fingers sped up even more, my climax peaked. My entire body twitched and seized from the intense release, my breathing labored and ragged. Nova still moved within me, panting as he moved roughly in and out. Within moments, the man collapsed against me, his own muscles spasming from climax. Withdrawing his cock, he laid his head against my shoulder, kissing at my shoulder absentmindedly as he came down. Nova’s arms still held me against him, silence falling over the bathroom. After a few moments, he lowered me to my feet and moved me to step into the water as we began to actually shower. His arms never left from around me.
16
Nova
I didn’t sleep that night, not even for a moment. My mind was completely plagued by conflicting thoughts and worries. I stared at Julia as she slept, trying to process all that had happened the past couple of days. I lost a large portion of my men and wounded most of them, I fucked a human, I lost that human and ran directly into the human to retrieve her, faced the reality that I hadn’t sold her yet or even thought about it, and then made love to her. Things couldn’t have been more twisted. It felt as though my soul was being mangled beyond recognition. I really didn’t even know who I was anymore. If myself from two weeks ago would have seen me then, I would have kicked my own ass. After so long of being repulsed by Dracon and his human, I was doing the same thing. I was falling for this human even when I couldn’t help it. She was passionate and smart, and Julia was in fact her own person. She didn’t think like the other humans and seemed to have a bigger heart. And I couldn’t shake the fact I was just completely drawn to her.
But I was supposed to sell her. The thought of doing so had escaped my mind for days at that point. My entire brain had been seized by my attraction to her. And now that it was brought to my attention… I had to. After losing so many men, the last thing I needed was for my people to start questioning me and wondering why I still had the human—I wouldn’t be able to give them an answer that they would like. And after she ran away like that, I couldn’t let that happen again or else my people would demand her blood. No, I had to sell her and quickly. My heart just ached at the thought, but I tried to push it away. It was going to be done and there was nothing I could do about it, no matter the connection I felt with her. My only hope was that with her out of sight, she would be out of mind. I couldn’t let her be a distraction anymore—I had to regain my name and status. Keeping her around would do nothing but hurt that.
I left the hut that morning before she woke up, going to find wisdom from our shaman, Bru. His small, minimalistic hut was not very far, resting at the top of the hill overlooking the village. None of the tribe seemed to be up yet, no one walking about to do chores. Good. I needed complete privacy. I knocked on the
door of the hut and stood back, waiting for Bru to answer. Only a few seconds passed before the door opened and the short elderly man stood before me. Bru was the shortest man in the tribe, standing only at five feet and eleven inches; he was also the only one to keep his head completely shaved, tribal tattoos covering the cap of his head. “Nova, what troubles you at such an hour?” he asked.
I looked behind me at the sky, realizing the sun wasn’t even out yet. Looking back to the shaman, I spoke quietly, “I seek your wisdom, Shaman. I must speak to you in private.” Bru waved me in and shut the door behind me.