by Maia Starr
Although I was outnumbered, I also outranked them, and soon had one lying on the ground struggling for life while the other was cornered. I shot the weapon out of his hands and he whimpered, trembling violently as he cowered away from me.
“What were you doing with her?” I demanded, aiming my weapon at his head. “You answer me now!”
“We were just going to get a little information is all,” he said, cowering.
“The Federation already conducted its investigation on her!” I shouted. “You are not to lay a hand on her or on any other humans! Do you understand that?”
He nodded emphatically, and I growled, pulling the radio out of my belt and radioing the Federation.
“We have a Raither who is going to go with the search party in the morning,” I informed them. “He was not a part of the original plan, but he is to be part of the team and stay behind on the planet until every last human and Raither are rescued.”
“Understood. Can we have his ID?”
I read the number from the tag on his wrist, glaring at him all the while. He quaked in fear, and I bound his hands and sat him down on the steps of the Base with a note for the crew when they arrived in the morning.
Once he was fully dealt with, I retrieved the human, picking her up carefully in my arms and looking her over.
“Are you all right?” I asked her.
She nodded, clinging to me, tears springing in her eyes. She could not speak, and I didn’t expect her to.
“Good,” I said. “Let’s go home.”
***
The human watched me, her oceanic eyes dubious as I slowly peeled off the layers of clothing away from my body. A creep of red colored her cheeks once my abdomen was bared, and then quickly turned pale.
“You’re hurt!”
She ran forward, her hand hovering over the wound as if she were going to touch it. I chuckled and nodded.
“I have survived worse,” I said, sighing painfully as I moved toward the cupboard in my greeting room, where I had found it most convenient to store my medical supplies.
Alice took them from me and led me to a seat in my common room, gently pressing my shoulder down so that I sat.
I sighed, pursing my lips as she worked, expertly tending to the wound and occasionally asking me what the liquids in the medical kid were intended for. I explained them all in depth to her; it was a welcome distraction from the pain searing my abdomen where the laser had pierced me.
Finally, the wound was dressed, and Alice sighed, her hand pressed against the flesh above the bandage. She looked at me, her eyes stormy with unspoken words.
“You could have been killed,” she finally sighed, her brow furrowing miserably. “I don’t want you to get killed…”
“I don’t think it was that bad,” I said. “I know what I’m doing. Human…”
I trailed off, unsure of how to proceed with the conversation. I had given in to the possibility that I might have to surrender her to her home planet. Now, her plan had failed, and I still had the option of providing her safe passage. But the words were stuck in my throat.
“Is it true?” Alice asked, her eyes heavy with emotion and serious. “Would you do whatever it takes to protect me?”
“Of course,” I breathed. “Every day of my life.”
She nodded, and for a moment I thought she might just lean down and kiss me. Instead, she sighed and turned away from me, looking over her shoulder before disappearing back to her room.
“Thank you,” she said. “Get some rest.”
***
“Come on, human,” I said.
A week had passed, and my wound was healed, and I had decided that it was finally time for me to bite the bullet. Despite my claim on her, our relationship was going nowhere. All I wanted was to make the human smile again, and so I was going to do the one thing I wanted to do least in the world: return her to her own planet.
“Where are we going?” Alice asked.
Ever since I had saved her, Alice had been kinder and more soft-spoken, doing small, considerate things around the house for me and even on occasion bringing me meals. It was strange, these shows of affection, but it almost felt as it had been when we were together on the planet Hexa. And yet, there was still tension between us. The pain of my betrayal. It was time to make that right.
“I am going to take you home.”
Alice froze, her face filled with a strange apprehension that surprised me.
“Home?”
“To Earth. Where you belong. If you are willing to get yourself killed to return to that wretched planet of yours, then who am I to keep you here against your will. You are free. Let’s go.”
To my surprise, Alice didn’t budge. Her face looked tormented, and she grew rigid where she stood.
“You mean you’re going to release me?”
“You were never my prisoner, human,” I said. “You were simply mine. And as that is not the way you want to live, then you are free to leave.”
Alice opened and closed her mouth, then slumped down on the floor, a sob wracking her chest. I rushed to her side and helped her back to her feet, holding her steady as we moved to a couch.
“What is it, human? What have I done wrong this time?”
She shook her head, as if unable to speak, and swallowed hard. “I don’t know…the thought of leaving…”
I furrowed my brow, unable to understand these humans and their strange, contradictory emotions. Did she want to go, or did she want to stay? I would never know unless she told me.
“It is a short trip. Perhaps two days at most. We can have you back before you know it.”
“That’s just it,” she exclaimed, her gorgeous eyes boring into mine. A forbidden surge of heat consumed me, and I was tempted to look away, but what she was saying seemed far too important. I held her gaze, despite my confusion. “I think I need to think about this.”
I was stunned when the human got up and walked away, shutting herself in her room and leaving me alone on the couch, wondering if I would ever possibly be able to do anything right by her.
***
“Kecha?”
I sat up in bed, startled awake by the human’s soft, almost pleading voice.
“Human? Come in. What is it? Are you well?”
“I’m fine,” Alice said quietly, coming closer to me.
“Sit,” I said, moving aside so the human could take a seat.
She did, and the room was filled with the sweet fragrance of her hair, and the gentle soaps that had been imported from Kerna that were just delicate enough for the sensitive skin of a human. It was intoxicating, and yet I would not make a move. Not when the human so resented me.
“Now tell me, what is it that you want?”
She turned to face me, her beautiful oceanic eyes filled with an emotion that was hard for me to interpret.
“When I left to stow away on that ship…”
Alice’s gentle voice trailed off, and I scooted closer to her, trying hard not to admire the way the bright moonlight highlighted the sensual curves of her body. She was here to talk, not for my unrelenting desires.
“Yes?”
“I found myself wishing I was back here. With you. Home.”
“Home?” I asked, startled by the word. “Is not Earth your home?”
“It was…” Alice said, looking down at her hands. “And I have been so angry at you for bringing me here, for lying…but…”
I took the human’s hands in mine, watching her closely. She was such a beautiful creature. If only I could show her just how much she meant to me…
“I get it now. Finally. I get that maybe you were scared, just like I was scared, to lose this.”
She laced her fingers through mine and lifted my hand up so that our hand was between us.
A deep, urgent desire began to simmer deep within me, and the human’s beautiful eyes flashed at me, as if she, too, were feeling the same thing.
“I don’t want to lose you,” she whisp
ered.
That was all I needed to hear. I lifted the human and brought her close to me. She let out an attractive gasp and closed her eyes, our lips finding each other’s in the dark. The sweetness of her breath consumed me, and my loins were engulfed in flames. I had never seen anything quite so beautiful as the human’s body, and now that I was about to feast upon it again, my need consumed me.
I could feel the heat of her desire pressed against my groin, my muscle hardening under the friction of her body. I took the initiative and stripped her slowly, my eyes devouring every delicious curve of her sensual body. She trembled and gasped as my lips tasted the supple flesh of her breasts, finding the hard, pink nipple and slipping it inside my mouth, enveloping it with heat. She melted under my touch, her body awakened by a sudden voracious desire. She was mine.
I shook my pajamas off, growling in bliss as I began to feel the soft flesh of her skin against mine. I wanted nothing more than to be one with this human, and I laid her on her back, climbing above her. She gasped as I pried her legs gently apart with my hand, and then slowly, carefully, began to encase my member in the soft, heated folds of her body.
Ecstasy rocked us both, and the expression of pure rapture on the human’s face nearly set me over the edge. I contained myself, however, for the time being, but once I knew she was all right, I knew it was time to unleash my full power.
Alice’s gasps grew louder as I showered her body with hot, tender kisses, my member sinking deep within her and embraced by the sensual walls of her body. We became one at that moment, our pleasure intrinsically linked as we devoured the bounty of our passions and explored the height of ecstasy together.
“You are mine,” I reminded her, a deep growl in my voice as I spoke into her ear. I felt her body tense up beneath me and then yield completely to the power of my desire.
I worked myself within her, again and again, until neither of us could suppress our climaxes any longer. A hot tingle erupted deep within my abdomen, and I hissed in pleasure as my hot seed began to burst forth. Together, just as I had wished, we would begin to repopulate my home planet.
The sensation of my seed as it poured into her sent Alice into a fit of trembles, her body surrendering beneath me to the height of her desire. I held her close, looking deeply into her eyes as she gasped, her climax contracting around my member sweetly, until we were both completely exhausted by the act, our bodies humming with the sacred implications of our union.
We collapsed together on the bed, and I gathered the human into my arms, kissing her gently on the temple as she began to relax, her breathing slowing steadily as we rested.
“Are you sure you do not want to return to Earth?” I asked her. “You are mine, and I will care for you however I must.”
“I’m sure,” she whispered. “Maybe just for a visit. There is so much I can explore on Yala.”
“We would be pleased to have you here,” I agreed. “There is much work for scientifically minded beings. And not only that, but there is much space in this home that must be filled. It is too big to live in alone.”
Alice gazed at me, her expression tender. “I will stay,” she said firmly. “Because I am yours.”
My heart soared, and I held her tightly all through the night, even as we slept. I could finally rest easy now. My claim had come to pass, and finally, we were both happy and safe. No Raither could ever ask for more.
The End
Karik-Weredragons Of Tivoso
By Maia Starr
Chapter 1
King Karik Korinth
“Where is Moxor?” I whispered to Azlo over radio communications on my armband.
“Moxor is not in sight. I have lost sight of Moxor. Jex, do you have eyes on Moxor?” Azlo asked.
“No. No eyes on Moxor,” Jex responded.
“Shit, Moxor… Moxor, come in,” I said into the radio. There was no response.
“I see him. I see him. He's going in through the back. He's going in alone,” Azlo said.
“Dammit, Moxor. Stand down. We are going in as a team,” I said into the radio. But there was no response.
Moxor did things like this. Even though I was the king and leader of the Veruka weredragons, Moxor always wanted to disobey me. He was a hardcore weredragon soldier. But his ruthless and careless ways often put us in trouble. There were times when we had very close calls because Moxor would run blazing into fights and not wait for a signal. Like the time we went up against the Jitron monster on the planet Guidia. That was a close one. Now, he was doing it again. It was not that he didn’t respect my authority as his king; it was that he was reckless and insane.
“Azlo, follow Moxor in through the back. Jex and I are going in through the front,” I said.
“Yes, my king,” Azlo responded.
Everything had gone according to plan up until this point. Everything had been laid out carefully, but I should have known that Moxor would jump the gun on the situation. I knew I should expect it and work it into the plans from then on. But how was I to know that there would not be a next time?
We were launching an attack on a large building on Earth. It was a very important building. It was a building that was key in helping to turn the battle in the favor of the humans. The humans didn’t even know that we were doing this. In fact, they didn’t even know that we existed. Why would they? They weren’t an interplanetary species. They were not as advanced in space travel as we were. But they did build great machines. They built them so great that eventually the machines took over the entire planet and the humans were nearly extinct. This building was part of the machines. It was home to a cyborg repair facility on the continent that used to be known as North America, before the machines took over and all hell broke loose. This facility was where broken machines were brought to be repaired, or inactive ones were housed.
The building was guarded by the ruthless and machine-driven cyborgs known as the Clenok. I didn’t know if they gave this name to themselves, or if the humans had given it to them. I only knew that now, there were billions of them spread out on the Earth and they had one mission: kill humans.
Cyborgs were the hardest enemy to fight. Anything with a real conscious could be manipulated or maybe even reasoned with. That was not the case with a machine.
The machines did not feel. They did not have humanity or any empathy-driven conscious. They were pure machine. You could not reason with them. You could not negotiate with them. They were set to do their mission: take over the Earth and drive humans to extinction.
This was where we came into the picture. We needed something from the humans, and we knew that by helping them we could show them that we meant them no harm. So we decided to take out this facility.
We knew this facility was guarded by Clenok cyborgs, but there were more Clenok cyborgs that were out of operation than in operation because most of them were undergoing repair and were turned off. Therefore we only had to go up against the ones that were turned on to guard the facility, and if our previous scouting information was correct, it was very few Clenok cyborgs to deal with.
Our plan was to infiltrate and double assault, a team going in the front and a team going in the back. We had one important goal: set explosives and get the hell out of there. It was going to be a team effort, until Moxor decided to go in on his own terms, like he always did. I was impressed with his bravery but pissed off at his stupidity.
"Moxor, we are coming in!” I said over the radio.
“He must have turned off his communications or he is not responding on purpose,” Azlo said.
“Wouldn't be the first time,” Jex said.
“Alright, move in. Maybe we can still catch them off guard if we stay quiet and…”
Boom! Boom! “Shit! Shots fired! Repeat, shots have been fired from inside the Clenok facility!” Azlo shouted.
“Dammit! Move in! Move in now!” I shouted, and Jex followed me as we kicked open the door to the facility. Immediately, shots were fired in our direction, and we took
cover behind the massive concrete poles of the warehouse-like facility.
“I'm in! I'm in through the back! I cannot find Moxor,” Azlo shouted over the radio as we fought a full-on gun battle between the silver, metal Clenok cyborgs and us, the Veruka weredragons from Tivosa.
“Dammit!” I shouted.
“We have to set the charges now. We won't be able to hold them as soon as more Clenok move in,” Jex said.
“Azlo, find Moxor! Set the charges along the way even if you have to throw them like grenades. Just find him!” I shouted.
“Yes, my king,” he responded.
“Jex, you go around the right, and I will go around the left. Ready?” I said.
“Ready,” he said.
We began firing at the Clenok cyborgs as we went around in different directions. I was laying down explosive charges, dropping them and rolling them underneath factory tables and machinery as I went. The Clenok cyborgs were hard to fight. You hit them once, and they did not go down because they were made of metal. You had to hit them several times, hoping to burn out their circuitry. It took a lot of firepower and accuracy to make that happen.
“Moxor is down! I found Moxor; he is down!” Azlo shouted.
“Motherfucker! Get him out of there! Forget about the charges and take flight. Fly him out of there. If you come toward me, I can give you cover,” I said into the radio communications. I was pissed. Moxor had done this to himself.