by Maia Starr
“Forty-eight hours. This signal needs time. If my crew is out there, they will hear it, and they will come, but we have to give them the time.”
“Forty-eight hours! That is a lifetime! You don't understand. You don't understand what those cyborgs are doing to them!” She stood up.
“Then tell me. Tell me what they are doing and what makes it so urgent that we need to leave right now, putting ourselves in danger in the desert. We go for a walk, we might not survive!” I shouted back at her, also standing up.
Her eyes watered. She didn't want to tell me. Her lips pressed together tightly. Then she let out a grunt and turned away from me, stomping off into the sand.
“Wait! What are you doing?”
“I need some privacy, okay? I will just be behind this sand dune. Do not follow me,” she yelled.
I understood what she meant. I sat back down trying to retain my anger. Why wouldn't she tell me? Why wouldn't she tell me what the cyborgs were doing to the human females? I needed to know everything; it was important. Obviously, the cyborgs did something to her. I felt for her and the women but I had a mission, and I had to stick to it, no matter the sacrifices. Before I left Xeion, I promised that I would get back to her, and I would. Besides, I really didn't have a choice in the matter. I couldn't take on an entire city full of cyborgs on my own. That would be a suicide mission. We would have to wait here to see if we were found, and if we weren't then, we would need to find a village or some other means of support.
It was a long day. Waiting was not something I usually did. I was an action being. This was a necessity, however, it wasn't easy with Emma shouting at me for not doing more.
Around mid-day, she was at it again. “Did you check to make sure that thing is working?” she said pointing at the beacon.
“I don’t need to check it,” I said.
“You haven’t been in there in hours. I would think you would want to check on it at least,” she snarled at me.
“Is it beeping?”
“Yes.”
“Then it’s working,” I said.
“I would feel better if you checked.”
“Damn it! Fine!” I shouted and went inside the shelter. It was working perfectly.
There was little we could do to escape each other when our tempers rose like this. She would crawl inside the shelter, leaving me outside doing my watch. Then she would come out, but we wouldn't speak. It was a long day of this routine. My temper was constantly being tested. She would either have me raging in anger or raging with desire, depending on her mood. It was up and down all day. I was glad when the sun started to set because the temperature would cool off, and I was hoping that our tempers would as well. I sat down to watch it.
“Can I join you?”
“I don't know. Can you join me without arguing with me? I would like to watch the sunset in peace,” I said to her.
“Fine,” she said and then plopped down next to me.
We sat in silence staring at the beauty of the sunset. I was surprised that she kept to her word and didn’t argue with me. She just sat there and made small gasping noises that were driving me wild.
That night, as I slept in the shelter with her, I actually fell into a deep sleep. I needed the rest after the exhausting day I had. But then something woke me up. I opened my eyes to see Emma with her body against mine. She was shivering. I realized that it was a lot colder than the night before. I rubbed my arm up and down her body trying to get her warm. She stopped shaking. She moaned lightly in her sleep. Having her body against mine was making my blood run through my body, making my staff harder. She smelled incredible. I licked my lips subconsciously wanting to kiss her. Then I looked down and saw her eyes open. She looked at me. But I was surprised; she didn't look scared. She didn't pull away startled. She just looked up at me with her green eyes. I couldn't help myself. I lowered my mouth to hers. I kissed her passionately; to my surprise, she kissed me back.
Chapter Seven
Emma Garrett
The more time I spent fighting with the blue alien, the more I found him frustrating, impossible, and downright dominating. But the problem was that I didn't see any of this as a bad quality; if anything, it was turning me on. I had spent the day trying to separate myself from him because every time I saw him, I wanted to kiss him, so instead, I would create an argument with him until things got really heated. It was the only way that I could cope with what was going on: the fact that I was doing nothing to help the women that needed me. I was disappointed in myself. But what could I do really? If I left this blue alien, I would surely die in the desert, and they wouldn't get help at all. If I stayed with him, then at least there was a chance. Maybe this plan of his of using a signal would eventually work; I hoped that he was right. But I still had trust issues, and it was hard for me to trust that he knew what he was doing or that he wasn't lying to me. How could I trust an alien that took me from Earth against my will? I never could. How could someone that did such a thing earn my trust?
So when I woke up that night and found myself against his heated body, I was afraid. I wasn't afraid he was about to take advantage of me; I was afraid that I was about to kiss the alien that I could never trust. But when he leaned down and pressed his blue lips against mine, I lost all logical thinking. I kissed him back. I kissed him greedily; I wanted it. I wanted him. His large hands moved around my back slowly and softly. It felt good to be near him. I had never slept so well in my life, and in his arms, I felt so incredibly safe. Now my body was flooded with all of those feelings. I'm moaned into his mouth.
I could feel the heat radiating from his skin. His mouth covered mine in a long deep kiss that was sensual and slow. His lips brushed across mine, and my lips parted, allowing him to explore with his tongue. I was melting against him. The flimsy cloth of the dress I wore left little between my body and his. I could feel my hard nipples rubbing against his chest. His hands felt very large against my back as he held me to him. I felt small and petite lying against him on my side. My hand went up to his chest, and I indulged in feeling his strong muscles there. He groaned as I did this and it gave me pleasure to know that he appreciated my touch. This was completely different from the forceful and mechanical cyborg K2Q and how he took advantage of me. This alien was touching me sensually. He was enjoying taking it slow and moving in a way that brought us both pleasure.
I ran my hand up into his long silver hair. As I did so, he moved his hand from my back onto my waist and then up and down the side of my body. His thumb reached out caressed my nipple. I gasped. His touched rushed through me, creating goosebumps.
“Are you all right?” he whispered in response to my gasp.
“Yes, don’t stop, please,” I begged between kissing his lips. I was lost in the lust I was feeling. I wanted him. I felt safe with him. Feeling safe was like an aphrodisiac in this place.
“I don’t want to stop touching you, Emma,” he whispered. I pressed against his chest and rolled him onto his back and then climbed on top of him, straddling him. He let out a bit of a laugh as I did so. Then I leaned over kissing his chest. With my ass firmly on his crotch, I could feel his hard staff against me. It felt long and thick. I couldn’t wait to get a look at it.
I moved my lips, softly caressing the skin of his chest, alternating between kissing him and licking him. He groaned underneath me. Then I sat up and looked at him in the dim moonlight filtering in. He looked up at me, and I could see the lust in his purple eyes. It made me feel very desirable. So I grabbed the hem of the dress and pulled it up my body, pulling it up over my head until I was naked. I pushed it aside.
“Fuck. Human, you are beautiful. I have never seen anyone like you before,” he said as his hands moved to my breasts. He massaged them, and I threw my head back, enjoying his gentle touch. I moved my hips, grinding back and forth on top of him, over his hard cock. He moaned.
Then he sat up and put his hands on my back and kissed me. “I need to taste you,” he muttered.
In a flash, he rolled me over, and I was on my back. I giggled at the move. His mouth hungrily kissed my breasts. His tongue playfully flicked at my hard nipples. I stretched my arms above my head, letting him take what he wanted. Then he moved further south, kissing my belly. I arched my back up as his large body moved between my legs. I brought my knees up and slid them against his body. He moaned as he moved down until his mouth was resting on my wet center.
“Oh, oh, yes,” I whispered as he lightly kissed my slit. Then he pressed his tongue against me. He moved it up and down, massaging me, making me feel like I was going to burst at any second. I felt the pulsing feeling between my thighs gathering, ready for the storm. He moaned again and again. “You taste so good, human. I could taste you all night.”
His words caressed my ears. I had never been with a male that enjoyed tasting me so much, and it was making me crazy with lust. I was losing myself in this blue alien.
“I’m going to cum. I’m going to release,” I whispered. Then the tremor rocked through me. I quaked. My body was alive and radiating energy of its own. I whimpered softly.
“Mmm,” he moaned as my body convulsed under his mouth.
Then he stopped. I looked down at him as he sat back on his knees. His hands moved to his tool belt. He removed it. Then he pushed down his pants, peeling them down to his mid-thigh. I looked at him. My mouth opened. Even in the dim light, I could see his long staff. It was thick, very hard, and no different than a human man, except in size and color. I could tell that it was blue, just like the rest of him. His chiseled body was perfect. His smooth, blue, striped skin was flawless, and his silver hair fell wildly around his face. He was breathing hard, making his strong, broad shoulders go up and down. He looked very primal, like an animal as he looked at me with his cock ready for me. I reached down and clamped my hand on it, wanting to touch it for a second.
“Fuck,” he gasped.
I arched a brow at his reaction and began to move my hand up and down it, stroking it. He moaned louder. Then he pulled my hand from him. He looked at me with a look in his eyes that told me he couldn’t take it anymore. He crawled on top of me. I felt the heavy weight of his body on mine. His lips kissed me hungrily.
Then he stopped and moved higher. I placed my hands on his muscular sides, feeling his rippling muscles. I opened my thighs wider, and he pressed his hips against them. I felt the tip of his thick cock press on my wet opening.
“Oh yes,” I moaned. I looked up at his strong pecs in front of me as the rest of him towered way above me.
He pushed his alien cock inside of me, deeper, and deeper. I groaned under him. My hips wiggled as he pushed inside of me until he was all the way inside. He growled a low growl. “You feel so good and tight, human. You fit me perfectly,” he said.
His word washed over me. Then he began to move back and forth over and over again. He slid his alien cock in and out of me. It felt so delicious. I was on the verge again, but I didn’t want to release just yet. I wanted to hold off as much as I could. I pressed my hands against his back. I could feel his muscles rippling there. I held on to his monstrous body as he moved faster and faster. His hips rocked back and forth in a swaying motion, allowing him to dip his cock in and out of me. It was more than I could take.
“I’m going to cum. I’m cumming, again…” I barely whispered the words before my body was curling up toward him. I pressed my face into his chest as I released. He slowed down. I could feel that he was angling his face toward me. Looking at me as I held onto him like I was afraid of flying away. I could hear his frantic deep breathing; his breath moved my hair from my back lightly.
Then I lay back down underneath him as I got control of the intense orgasm moving through me. I looked up at him. He had a grin on his face. His white teeth gleamed. Then he began to move again, slowly.
“Mmm, that feels good,” I moaned as his cock slid in and out of me. I put my hands on his waist, feeling his strong six-pack abs. Elonu began to move faster and faster. His movements were harder. He was pounding me and sounds of our bodies slapping together filled the shelter. He groaned and grunted louder.
“Fuck, that feels incredible. Mmm, I don’t know how much longer I can hold out,” he moaned. I opened my thighs wider letting him move faster as his cock pushed inside me.
Then with a groan, he released. I felt his warm and sticky juices fill me. He convulsed on top of me with gasping breaths. Then he moved slower and slower until he stopped.
He rolled off of me, and we laid there, listening to the sandy wind. I laid next to him feeling sweet relief. My body felt alive all over. It was the best sex I had ever had in my life. It was sex that was filled with adrenaline. I laid on my back looking up at the material of the shelter. How did I get here? How did he get here? I turned and looked at him. His silver hair was wet from sweating and stuck to the side of his face.
“Elonu, why did you come on this mission? Why did you leave your home planet to go on such a dangerous assignment?”
“Because I promised her that I would. And I promised her that I would return to her on my home planet of Xeion. She is the reason I am here. She is my everything,” he said.
My eyes grew wide. She? Who the hell was this “she” and why had he not mentioned her before? I felt like a fool. I felt myself panicking. Why did I assume that he was a single alien? Did single status even exist among the Kynon? Maybe on his planet, each alien had several women! My heart was pounding fast. I had done it again. I put my trust in someone only to have it shattered.
“She? Who is…”
Beep. Beep.
Suddenly the beacon began to signal faster and louder. Elonu jumped up and pulled on his clothes.
“My God. What is it? What is happening?” I asked terrified. Were the cyborgs coming for us? He didn't say anything. He pulled on his boots and crawled out of the shelter. Then I heard him say from outside, “They are coming.”
Chapter Eight
Elonu Fiul
Being inside of the human female Emma felt incredible. I had never experienced anything like it. Mating with the human females was going to save our species, and it helped that it was a pleasurable experience. But with Emma, it felt better than any Kynon female I had ever been with. I wondered if it was like that with all humans, or if it was just her? Was she the reason I felt such passion when I touched her? Was she the reason why I lost myself and complete desire and lust for her? I had completely forgotten that I was in the middle of the desert being hunted by cyborgs and trying to locate my crew after we crashed until the the beeping sound of the beacon alerted me to our reality. I walked outside quickly. Then I saw a familiar sight. But it was a sight that shocked me. I wasn't expecting this many ships.
“They are coming,” I said loudly to alert Emma. A few seconds later, she crawled out of the shelter, clothed.
“Who is coming? Is it the cyborgs? Should we run and hide?” she asked frantically.
“No, it is not the cyborgs. It is the Kynon,” I said looking at the three Kynon ships coming in our direction.
“Really? Are you sure? How do you know?” she said.
“Because we are the only ones that have that kind of ship. We are the only ones that could detect the signal I have been sending out. I told you it would work,” I said to her.
“It worked. Thank god it worked. Now they can help us find the other girls,” she said with a smile.
I looked at her knowing that I was now bonded to her. She was my responsibility. I had mated with her, and I didn't want to let her out of my sight. A sudden feeling of jealousy came over me as I thought that maybe one of the Kynon in one of these ships was trying to claim her as his own.
“We are saved,” I whispered.
“Yes!” Emma jumped up and down and hugged me. Seeing the smile on her face made me smile.
The sound of the ships grew louder until they were hovering just in front of us. The door opened, and the ramp lowered.
“Did you call us?” Captain A
licron Qinov said with a smile.
“I did. I am glad that you were listening,” I teased back.
A few minutes later, we were aboard the ship. Lieutenant Vnor Gin greeted me, and the captain shook my hand.
“This is Emma Garrett. She is of our original cargo, with a story of her own to tell: there are Cyborgs on this planet,” I said.
The captain and lieutenant both looked at each other and smiled.
“Yes, we are both very aware of that, both of us. We also have our own stories to tell, but that will have to wait. For now, we are headed back to meet up with the fleet. You should get washed up, and there is a room for the human female as well to be made comfortable,” the captain said.
“The fleet?” I asked.
“Yes, we are not here alone. After we had our own run-ins with the cyborg armies, we had to get more resources. It is a long story, and we will fill you in, Elonu. Meet us on the flight deck in one hour. Soldier, show them to the two empty rooms,” the captain said to a soldier. The soldier saluted and led us down the hall. I was relieved to be on board a Kynon ship but even more relieved to have Emma in a safe place. I didn't want her out in the desert where the cyborgs could get a hold of her again. Now she would be able to truly rest. I would be able to come up with a plan with the captain and the lieutenant to find the other females. I wondered where the ambassador was. I would have to ask the captain when I reconvened with him in an hour; perhaps he was with the fleet. I was very glad to know that there was an entire fleet on this desert planet. We were going to need it to get the other human females back.