by Luna Hunter
I throw my head back, wanton moans leaving my lips as I slide down on Daruk’s cock. I am absolutely helpless, unable to do a single thing but give into pleasure as the Zoran warrior fucks me.
His size is not an issue for me. In fact, he fits perfectly, as if my body was made for this.
It certainly feels that way.
My toes curl, my nails dig into his back and my breath quickens as Daruk makes me his. He fucks me with slow, hard strokes. Every time he lowers me down onto his hardness it feels like bliss.
Not only our bodies, but our very souls are connected.
I never want this moment to end.
Daruk
The pleasure I’m feeling is nearly indescribable.
No victory, no battle, no amount of success has ever even remotely come close to what I’m experiencing right in this moment.
Lilith and I are one.
Our two bodies are made for another. My cock and her pussy, her mouth and mine — they were made for one another.
Lightyears once separated us, but now there are no more barriers between us.
Now, my cock is buried deep inside of her.
Every last inch.
My mouth presses against hers, our lips touching, our tongues meeting.
I don’t care what the Elders say. I don’t care what my father says. I don’t care what anyone says. Lilith is mine. A feeling this strong, this powerful, this good can’t be wrong.
I have made up my mind.
I will die for my mate.
Lilith
I don’t even know where my body ends and his begins.
My mind can’t make sense of it all anymore. The pleasure is too great.
I can’t believe I’ve gone my whole life without feeling this. All those songs, those movies, those novels suddenly make sense now.
This is what being connected, body and soul, feels like.
Daruk’s hips stop moving, but his throbbing cock still fills me, and the waves of pleasure still course through my veins. I rest my head against his, gasping for air.
“Are you close?” I ask. “It’s okay, I want you to cum inside of me.”
The old me never would have uttered that line. The old me would have been too scared of getting pregnant, of consequences, of the future.
Old me went out the window the moment his golden cock entered me. I’m on a high, and the only thing I crave now is to feel his seed flood my womb.
“No, I want to taste you,” he growls.
Flutters fill me.
“N-now?” I stammer. “But you’re…”
“I want to taste you.”
It’s not a question. It’s an order.
One I’m more than happy to follow.
Daruk lowers me down to my feet, his cock slipping out of me. I feel a tinge of regret, but the prospect of his tongue between my legs makes up for that. I have to rest against him for a moment, as my legs are still shaky.
When I feel steady enough to walk, I saunter towards the edge of the water, swaying my hips with every step. I glance over my shoulder and I’m happy to see his eyes are glued to my backside, following me every step of the way.
His attention, his adoration is making me feel sexier and more confident than I’ve ever felt in my life. It’s making me courageous. It’s making me crazy.
I drop down to my hands and knees on the riverbank, curving my back, offering my naked ass to the alien warrior.
It’s shameless. It’s downright animalistic, but that’s how I feel. Like we’re a pack of wild animals, surrendering ourselves to our instinct.
Luckily for me, Daruk agrees.
He drops down to his knees behind me, his open palm landing right on my ass, creating a perfect slap.
I wiggle my hips, glancing over my shoulder, curious to the effect I’m having on the Zoran warrior.
The wide smile on his face makes my stomach flutter.
“You are perfect,” he growls, his fingers sinking into my skin. “Absolutely perfect.”
Daruk buries his face between my legs. He kisses me from behind, his tongue finding my entrance, and a wanton moan leaves my lips. My fingers dig into the dirt, looking for something to hold onto as the Zoran warrior makes love to me with his mouth.
He eats me with as much fire and passion as he fucks. His hands roam my body, his tongue finding my swollen, thumping clit easily. I try to crawl away, as my clit is overly sensitive by this point, but Daruk is having none of it.
His strong, powerful grip holds me in place as his tongue explores my wet folds, coating every inch of my pussy with his saliva.
“Y-you’re going to m-make me…”
My breath falters.
I can’t even form coherent sentences anymore.
All I can do is moan and writhe in pleasure as Daruk eats me out, as his tongue flicks rhythmically against my clit, every stroke getting me higher and higher, until I shut my eyes so tight I see stars and my entire body is trembling in pleasure.
I scream his name as I come harder than I’ve ever done before.
I’m a quivering mess, putty in his firm hands, as the waves of pleasure wash over me like a tidal wave. Pure bliss floods my veins, filling every fiber of my being, transporting me to a different universe.
Daruk does not relent.
He keeps kissing, he keeps licking, and every touch starts a new wave of pleasure, each more powerful than the next.
Only when I have caught my breath, only when I beg and plead for him to stop, does the alien warrior finally let me go. I collapse onto the riverbank, exhausted, gasping, my legs still shaking. I roll onto my back, looking at my lover through half-opened eyes.
He has a smile fixed onto his face, one that won’t soon fade.
“Th-that was… amazing,” I gasp.
Daruk grabs my knees and pushes them up to my chest, making my body completely available to him.
“Yes,” he growls as he pleases his cock at my entrance. “And now it’s my turn.”
My eyes grow wide when I see his golden cock stand at full attention, pulsing, ready to fill me up. All this pleasure, and the yet is best to come?
I don’t deserve this.
Daruk
I’ve never seen anything better than Lilith’s body spread out before me.
Her pale skin is flushed a bright red. Sand sticks to her knees, her back resting in the dirt. I’m getting her dirty, but it doesn’t matter. Nothing matters now, except for my hard, throbbing cock and Lilith’s warm, wet cunt.
My balls ache to explode inside of her, but I wanted to taste her first. I wanted to make her writhe and moan, to make her scream my name, to taste her and kiss her and feel her come on my tongue… she did all of that and more.
Now, I have no reason to hold back. No reason to hold out.
I’m going to bury myself balls deep inside my mate and explode, fill her to the brim with my seed, mark her as mine.
I place the head of my cock at her entrance, my hands holding her curvy thighs. I lean down and kiss her hard as I thrust my hips, filling her with my entire being.
This is heaven.
Lilith
Daruk fills me.
Completely.
My legs are wrapped around his waist, pulling him in closer. My entire being is focused, ready, prepared. There’s nothing I want more than for his seed to fill me. To feel him explode, release, cum.
Drops of sweat drip down his golden chest. His brow is furrowed, a look of pure concentration on his face. He’s so damn gorgeous.
I place my palms on his chest. I can feel the loud thump thump thump of his heart, my own heart beating just as fast.
“Do it,” I whisper.
“Yes,” he growls, kissing me roughly, his teeth grazing me. “Yes!”
His hips are a blur, his cock growing even harder inside of me. He bottoms out with an animalistic roar, his teeth sinking into my shoulder as he cums. Hard.
Daruk’s entire body trembles as I feel his seed fill me up, bla
st after blast of it. My toes curl, my breath falters, every pump sending a jolt of electricity straight to my clit. I come together with my mate, both of us lost in lust, as our juices mix, our bodies entwined.
I don’t know where I end and he begins.
We are one.
Chapter Eight
Lilith
I snuggle up against Daruk’s warm, naked body, pressing my backside into him. Even after we spent the entire day and night repeating our riverside indiscretion, he’s still hard.
I reach back and run my fingers up his length. My Zoran warrior stirs in his sleep, and I smile to myself. I haven’t stop smiling since he lifted me up under that waterfall, effortlessly, and lowered me right down onto him.
He’s more forward than any human male I’ve ever met. What he wants, he takes.
And he wants me.
I turn around and nuzzle his chest. He’s so warm, my own personal heater. The hammock barely fits us both, but that’s okay. I want to be as close to him as possible.
The feeling we shared… I never knew it was possible to feel that strongly about a person. I felt completely understood, loved and accepted in that moment. I know it sounds crazy — we just met, he’s a Zoran, I’m human, and to complicate matters, his tribe is actively hunting humans… but I don’t care about any of that right now.
I love him, and he loves me, and we’ll find a way.
Light filters into the cave, through the canopy of trees above, and I stir. I don’t want to wake up. I want to sleep here, right next to my mate, for as long as humanly possible.
For all eternity, if possible.
With him by my side, with our fingers entwined, I feel perfectly safe.
I slowly open my eyes, only to see a mysterious figure peeking down at us from up high. In less than a second, I’m wide awake. A scream leaves my lips as I grab the covers and pull them over my naked body.
Daruk sits up straight instantly, moving so quickly I nearly tumble out of the hammock.
“What?!” he growls, following my line of sight, all his muscles tensed up, ready for battle. He really is a warrior — he can go from lover to protector in the blink of an eye.
When he sees the stranger looking down at us, his shoulders relax.
“Yano,” he sighs, agitated. “Didn’t I tell you to stay away?”
The mystery man climbs down the liana, moving with the same grace Daruk exhibited. Now that I can get a closer look, I see the man has the same golden skin color as my mate.
“You did,” he says, “but I listen to orders about as well as you do.”
The man looks at me, a smirk on his face.
“Where did you find a human?” he asks. “And when were you going to introduce her to me?”
Daruk sighs deeply. “Lilith, meet my brother, Yano.”
Ah, it all makes sense now! The colors, the smirk, the eyes. Yes, I see the resemblance now. Yano’s a bit younger, a bit smaller, but definitely family.
Yano bows slightly. “A pleasure to meet you, alien visitor.”
I raise my eyebrows, holding the cover tightly. I’m still very naked underneath here, and even though he might be family, that doesn’t mean I want him to see me naked.
“I don’t think anyone’s called me an alien before,” I say, looking at the golden-skinned man.
“Well, you’re on New Exon now,” he says. “Though, technically, we’re colonists as well here… but don’t let my father hear that. What’s that?”
Yano cocks his head as he looks at me. At first I’m thinking he’s staring at my chest, but I soon realize he’s looking at my wrist instead.
“This? Oh, it’s my com, but it’s broken, I think.”
Daruk climbs out of the hammock and slips a piece of cloth around his waist.
“You shouldn’t let father hear a lot of things,” he growls. “Including Lilith’s existence.”
“My lips are sealed,” Yano says.
“They better be,” Daruk says. He walks right up to his younger brother, towering over him. “There’s something going on, and I wanted to keep it from you, brother… for your own protection. But now, you fucked that all up.”
“What did I tell you about protecting me?” Yano says defiantly. “I don’t need it.”
“You do, more than you know.”
Yano tries to shove his brother, but Daruk doesn’t move an inch.
“See?” he growls. “Can’t even move me.”
“That’s because you’re as strong as a fucking mountain,” Yano sneers. “You’re the strongest warrior on this damn planet. It’s not fair.”
“Ah, so you concede I’m stronger than father?” Daruk smirks.
“Of course,” Yano says. “But unlike you, father wouldn’t fight fair, so never try it. His ego couldn’t take losing to his own kin.”
“You’re right about that. Father doesn’t play fair. A human ship touched down in the jungle, two clicks to the south, two nights ago. The Special Forces, under father’s command, ambushed them, with the help of gray aliens I haven’t seen before. I barely managed to save Lilith… but the rest of the humans are being held captive somewhere.”
Yano’s eyes widen. “Are you serious?”
“Afraid so,” Daruk answers. “And I overheard the admiral talk about it with father beforehand… they knew the humans were coming as well.”
Yano sits down on a rock, gazing into the distance with a frown on his face. “This is bad,” he says.
“No shit,” Daruk answers. “It doesn’t make any sense. The Elders said we had to come here to start anew, rebuild Zoran society, live like our ancestors… but I’m fairly sure our ancestors didn’t keep human slaves.”
A coughing fit takes Yano. It’s a rough, hard sound that makes the hair on the back of my neck stands up. It sounds far from healthy.
Daruk slaps his brother on the back. “Snap out of it, brother. I have a job for you.”
“And what is that?” he asks.
“I need you to keep an eye on father, try to learn what you can… but don’t take any unnecessary risks.”
“Will do.” Yano bows slightly. “Nice to meet you, Lilith.”
With that, he’s gone. He climbs up the wall as smoothly as Daruk does and disappears into the jungle.
“For a second there, I thought we had been discovered,” I say. “I thought… I was going to lose you.”
“Never,” Daruk growls, grabbing my hand. “I will protect you with my life.”
That’s exactly what I’m afraid of…
“Your brother's cough doesn’t sound good,” I say, changing the subject. If I think too long about losing Daruk, I might just burst into tears.
“No, it does not,” my mate sighs. “It has been plaguing him for a while. I hoped that this unpolluted world, filled with fresh air, would do him well, but unfortunately that’s not been the case.
“In that case, it’s really something he ought to get looked at,” I say. “Don’t you have any doctors? Or… healers, or whatever?”
Daruk laughs, but there’s no joy in it.
“No,” he says, shaking his head. “We have to return to the old ways, remember? Modern medicine is not a part of that. No, we must live as ancient warriors. If a disease, or an infection takes us, then it was meant to be. Then that is our fate. Then we weren’t strong enough.”
“Do you really believe that?” I ask, incredulously.
“I don’t know,” Daruk answers, averting my gaze. “Perhaps I did at one point… but with everything that’s happened, everything I’ve seen, I’m just not sure anymore. Perhaps it’s all a lie.”
“So… that’s it?” I ask. “You have to do something about Yano. You can’t just wait. I’ve heard coughs like that before, and they don’t just go away. That’s the sound of something very wrong, trust me.”
“And what do you suggest I do?” Daruk growls. “Don’t you think I’ve tried my best, tried to talk to father, to the elders, to Yano? What else is there I can do?”
“Go to the human ship,” I say. “There is a state of the art medical facility on board. Did a full check-up on me when I… well, how I ended up there is not important. What is important is that there are tools on-board. Tools that can save your brother’s life.”
“It’s too dangerous,” Daruk says resolutely.
“What? Why?”
“The Special Forces might still be around. If they see you or me poking around, they’ll capture us. I can’t lose you. I won’t risk it.”
“You avoided them before. You can do it again!”
“Even if I did, they might have laid boobytraps. They might lie in waiting in another ambush for any rescue-mission. Like Yano said, they don’t play fair. It’s much too dangerous.”
“If you’re not going, I am.”
Daruk turns to me, his eyes filled with rage. “You wouldn’t dare,” he growls aggressively. “I forbid it!”
I swallow the lump in my throat. I would dare… I think. I don’t like sitting here, letting the alien men take care of everything. I want to do something, be of importance. I can’t just sit and wait.
The look Daruk is giving me is extremely clear. He does not like being disobeyed. I suppose I’m going to have to ask for forgiveness instead of permission…
Chapter Nine
Daruk
“Where were you last night?”
Father is looking at me, his eyes narrowed. He never had a loving face, but I could never have imagined there would be so much malice in those eyes.
Yet malice is required to lay such a cowardly trap for the visiting humans. Where are they now, old man? Where are you keeping them?
His broad frame takes up the entire entrance to our home, his cave. I tracked back for some supplies, only to run into him.
“I was out hunting,” I answer, keeping my voice as flat as possible. “Tried to follow a pack of deer until they were exhausted.”
“And?” he asks. “Any success.”
I shake my head. “No.”
He scoffs. “Figures.”
My father turns towards his stash of weapons. A rack of swords, each one decorated intricately, stands in the corner of our cave. They are father’s pride and joy. I’ve never been allowed to hold one — if I so much as look at them, he growls.