The Zoran's Baby (Scifi Alien Romance) (Barbarian Brides)

by Luna Hunter

  I’ve never felt so safe, so protected before, and my body is responding in kind.

  Scratch that, my body is overreacting like mad.

  My pussy is dripping wet since the moment I felt his firm hands on me. My clit thumps in anticipation with every step Dost takes, as my fingers gently stroke the back of his neck.

  What’s happening to me? I’ve never been this turned on before.

  I take a deep breath, sucking in the alien air, trying to steady myself, but the opposite happens. With every breath, my arousal seems to increase by leaps and bounds. My nipples, hard and perky, are rubbing against my clothes, and I have to bite my bottom lip to stop from moaning.

  Dost looks down at me.

  Can he tell I’m dripping wet?

  The Zorans do have heightened senses after all…

  I can’t help but lick my lips as I look up at the gorgeous alien warrior. It’s like I lost all self-control, and my body only exists to please him.

  We enter the shuttle. He hits the button, and the door closes behind us.

  We’re completely alone now.

  There’s a single moment of hesitation, a second in which we lock eyes, and I can tell we’re both thinking the same thing.

  Is this really happening?

  Are we doing this?

  Should we stop?

  All of my doubts are washed away when Dost leans down and kisses me. His tongue brushes my bottom lip before entering my mouth, and I lose myself in ecstasy as our tongues meet.

  His lips taste like peaches. Sweet, juicy… delicious.

  I close my eyes. The waves of pleasure are taking me higher and higher, and I surrender myself to the rising tide. Our hands roam each other’s bodies with a fiery passion, as if the world itself was coming to an end all around us.

  I try to tear his suit from his body, but Dost beats me to the punch. He grabs my damaged spacesuit with his two fists and rips it. The protective fabric is torn apart, and ends up in a puddle at my feet. His hands find the zipper of my Federation uniform with ease, and slowly pulls it down.

  A chill runs down my spine as I feel the cool shuttle air hit my naked skin.

  The uniform drops to the floor, and I step out of it. I unhook my bra, and Dost’s hands move to my naked breasts.

  His touch, so firm, so powerful, sends pleasure coursing through my veins. I want to feel him. I want to see his naked form, admire his muscles, his greatness…

  My hands roam his body, but I can’t feel anything that resembles a zipper or a button on his perfect form. The jet-black suit is skintight, as if it was poured onto his muscled frame.

  Dost kisses my neck, right behind my ear, and my knees go weak. His hands slide down my body, his thumbs hooking into the waistband of my panties, and a soft moan escapes my lips.

  I can’t believe this is really happening.

  One tug later and I’m completely naked in front of the rock-hard alien warrior.

  He takes a step back and admires my form, his eyes traveling over every inch of me. Normally, I’d be self-conscious, but there’s something about this gaze that fills me with confidence.

  This proud, powerful alien general wants me.

  I can see it in his smirk, in the gleam in his eyes, in the hardness of his cock.

  His member is perfectly outlined in his jet-black armor. I can see every vein, every last detail, and I can see it pulse with every beat of his heart.

  Yet, I want to see more.

  I want to really see it. To hold it, to feel it.

  To taste it.

  Dost takes a step forward, his chest pressing against mine, and he backs me into one of the large, Zoran-sized seats. I sit down and gaze up at the large alien warrior in front of me.

  The general hits a concealed button, and the obsidian armor drips down his body as if it was made of water, revealing his gorgeous, muscled, fire-red body to me.

  It’s even better than I dared to imagine.

  Every muscle in his body is perfectly defined, and I have the unstoppable urge to run my tongue over every inch of him.

  Especially his cock.

  My eyes are inadvertently drawn to his alien member. It’s so big and hard that my mouth waters at the mere sight of it. The head of his cock shimmers like a jewel, already dripping with pre-cum.

  Fuck me, this is intense. I must be losing my mind, to surrender myself to his greatness.

  I reach out and wrap my fingers around his hardness. My fingers can barely circle around his member. I can feel the heat in my hands, the constant throbbing, and every pulse of it sends a jolt of energy straight down to my thumping clit.

  I’ve never felt this alive, this aroused, this completely absorbed and in the moment before.

  The intercom crackles with static, breaking the spell.

  “Ready for take-off, general?” the pilot asks.

  Dost smirks at me and flexes his cock.

  Oh yes, we’re ready for take-off alright.

  I had already forgotten the world around us. There’s just me and Dost as far as I’m concerned. Luckily, the pilot is in a different part of the shuttle, far away from us.

  The alien warrior presses the intercom button.

  “We’re ready. Take us up slow and steady.”

  “Affirmative, general.”

  The ship rumbles as it prepares to shoot for the stars… just like we are about to do.

  Without warning Dost grabs my ankles and lifts them up, pushing my knees up to my chest, making my naked body completely available to him.

  I’m at the alien warrior’s mercy.

  There’s no way he’ll fit inside me.

  A thrill runs down my spine at that thought. Is he going to try? Is he going to force his hardness into me, one inch at a time, fill me up more than any man has ever done…

  Dost kisses my ankles, making his way down, his hands towards my thick thighs, and my body tingles with anticipation when I realize what he’s up to.

  He drops down to his knees in front of me.

  His face is only inches from my wetness, my core, my most sensitive spot.

  I’ve never been this exposed before. There’s nothing else I can do in this position other than be tasted, be used, be fucked.

  And from the gleam in Dost’s eyes, that’s exactly what the alien warrior has planned. He licks his lips, and I can feel his warm breath on my wet lips. My legs shake, and a soft moan escapes my lips.

  He’s yet to even touch me, and I’m already a quivering mess.

  His fingers dig into my skin as he licks my wet lips, all the way from top to bottom. All I can do is close my eyes, throw my head back, and moan as the alien warrior explores my most intimate place.

  I try to scoot away, as my pussy is incredibly sensitive, but Dost is having none of it. He holds me tightly in place as his tongue explores me, enters me, tastes me.

  I’m in heaven.

  Pleasure washes over me in waves, each one more intense than the next. My toes curl and my breath quickens as Dost flicks his tongue against my thumping, swollen clit.

  He growls when he notices my reaction, and doubles down on his very successful efforts to get me off.

  His powerful, skilled tongue has me moaning and writhing. I shut my eyes so tight that all I see is stars. Right now, Dost is the center of my universe.

  “Come,” he growls, and I can feel the vibrations of his low voice in my core.

  Yes.

  Yes, I’m coming.

  I’ve come before, but never like this. It has never felt like a dam is about to break, like a bomb is about to go off, like a supernova that is about to explode.

  I completely lose myself in the throes of passion, surrendering body and soul to the growly warrior between my legs. I scream Dost’s name while my legs shake uncontrollably, white hot pleasure erupting from my core and reaching every last fiber my being, wave after wave of it hitting me again and again like a tsunami, each wave more intense than the next.

  I’m completely ove
rwhelmed.

  I’m blown away.

  When I come to and regain a semblance of consciousness, after minutes of seemingly unending pleasure, I find Dost towering over me.

  He’s standing up, his cock looking fierce and proud.

  I want it.

  I reach out for it and grab it, one hand grabbing his firm ass and pulling him closer to me. I open my mouth as wide as possible and try to get as much of him into my mouth as I can.

  His taste fills my mouth, and it’s the best damn thing I’ve ever tasted. His pre-cum is sweet and delicious, and I can’t get enough of it. My tongue runs circles on his head, and the alien growls, his fingers finding my hair and guiding me up and down his shaft.

  I love the feeling of his hardness in my mouth, and on my tongue. I can feel the warmth emanate from his shaft, I can feel the beating of his heart in his throbs, a rhythmic, demanding, thump-thump-thump.

  I want it inside of me.

  I look up at the alien warrior, and the moment our eyes meet he knows what I want. I don’t even have to say it; my eyes must be begging for it.

  In one smooth movement he’s between my legs, my ankles on his shoulders, his hands on my waist, his cock resting at my entrance.

  This is it.

  He leans down and kisses me, and at that moment, his cock enters me.

  Pain and pleasure mix as he fills me up and stretches me out. He’s by far the biggest man I’ve ever been with, and I’m not built to take his size… or so I thought.

  Pleasure quickly wins out over pain, and every thrust of his hips brings me higher. He goes slow, in order to let me adjust to his immense size, and soon it feels like my body was made for this.

  I don’t know how, but he fits perfectly inside of me. I’m watching with wide eyes as every last inch of him disappears, sliding right into my wet pussy. I reach down and touch his shaft where he enters me, feeling his cock pulse, and my own wetness.

  My body was made for Dost’s big, alien cock.

  I’m his to use, his to take, his to fuck.

  And fuck me he does.

  When I’m fully adjusted to his size and he can slide every last inch of his hardness inside of me without a problem, he loses all restraint.

  The alien general grabs my ankles tightly and pounds the hell out of me.

  His hips become a blur as he fucks me hard, his balls slapping against my ass with every thrust, the wicked sounds of our lovemaking echoing off the shuttle walls.

  His naked body is gleaming with sweat, accentuating his many muscles, and the sight is beyond erotic. His brow is furrowed, a look of pure concentration on his face as he fucks me, and I’ve never seen him look sexier.

  My hands move to his sculpted ass, my nails digging into his skin as I beg him to fuck me harder and deeper.

  I hope he comes inside of me, fills me up with every last drop of his hot cum.

  I can’t believe the wicked thoughts running through my head, but my body wants what my body wants. And right now, that’s a womb filled with potent Zoran seed.

  Like clockwork, Dost’s cock pulses and grows even bigger and harder inside of me. I know what that means; the alien warrior is about to come inside of me.

  “Fill me,” I plead. “Come inside me!”

  His eyes narrow. “Yes,” he growls like an animal. His voice is thick with lust. “I’m going to fill you with my seed!”

  “Do it!”

  He leans down and forces his tongue into my mouth, wrapping one hand around my neck, the other digging into my thigh as he fucks me as hard as he can. My legs are wrapped around his waist, pulling him in deeper, but really, there’s not much I can do other than be fucked, thoroughly and relentlessly.

  He comes with a mighty, deafening roar. I feel him explode inside of me. I feel every shot, every thrust, every drop of his cum as it fills me. He bottoms out, forcing every last inch of his cock into me as he fills me with more seed than I thought possible.

  His orgasm lasts a full minute, his hand around my neck holding me in place, his tongue in my mouth as he pumps me full of his potent seed, flooding my womb.

  My hands roam his strong shoulders, holding him tightly in place. I don’t ever want him to leave where he is right now. His cock inside of me, his seed in my womb…

  This is how life is supposed to be.

  14

  Dost

  A Rude Awakening

  My body heaves up and down with every breath I take. I’m gasping for air after the most intense fuck of my life, and Aria keeps kissing me, making it hard to breathe.

  Slowly but surely, my cock loses some of its intense hardness, and I come down from the incredible, mind-blowing high I was on.

  I blink a few times and focus on the incredible sight right in front of me. Aria’s naked, pale body is wrapped around mine, my cock still snug in her wet pussy, her white skin flushed red from excitement. She looks up at me with the biggest, most thankful smile I’ve ever seen.

  “That was incredible,” she sighs blissfully, running a finger down my cheek.

  Incredible, yes, it surely was… but also unbelievable.

  What has come over me?

  What have I done?

  Mated with a human, that’s what I’ve done.

  And it was glorious.

  I’ve never felt so powerful, so great, so alive as the moment when Aria begged for my seed and I gave it to her, wave after wave after wave of it.

  Now, I have broken every rule I have grown up with. Every rule my father has ever placed on me. Every rule the Exon Movement holds sacred.

  Fuck them.

  If they forbid this, then their rules are not worth following. This… this is my purpose in life. To mate, to love, to fuck, to fill.

  Father sent me on this mission to find my purpose, but I don’t think this is what he had in mind…

  However, as the mind-blowing sexual high is slowly lifted, my doubts increase. Why did I suddenly lose all control? Is Aria in a right state of mind, or is she still shook up from the tree striking her?

  Did I take advantage of the wounded, vulnerable human?

  “Approaching HF Boomerang, general,” the pilot says over the intercom.

  Ah, right.

  I nearly forgot. Moments from now the doors will open and a medical team will be standing by, to fully inspect Aria’s health.

  My crew finding me with my cock buried deep inside of her would surely be a breach of protocol.

  I stand up, despite Aria’s pleas, and slip my armor back on. Next, I locate her bra and panties and hand them to her. The human, her cheeks still glowing as red as coals, refuses to get dressed.

  It seems that whatever drove me to the edge of reason, whatever pushed me to ravage her like a wild animal is still going strong inside Aria.

  “Come on,” she says, spreading her legs. “We’re not done yet.”

  I avert my eyes, afraid that the sight of her pussy dripping with my seed will re-awaken the beast inside of me.

  “First we must check your vitals,” I say, wrestling with her as I slide her panties on. “Then we will continue.”

  “Promise?”

  My cock hardens at how easily the words roll of her tongue.

  “Promise,” I growl.

  I’m not sure if that’s a lie or not.

  “Okay,” she pouts, and she finally lets me zip her uniform back up. Now I’m certain she must be infected by some kind of fever, for her behavior is far from characteristic.

  Did I waste precious time, telling the pilot to go slow, while her very life could be in danger? Did I endanger her life by giving into my most basic instincts?

  With my heart now racing I press the button for the shuttle doors to open. On the other side of the door several medics are awaiting us. I hope they can’t tell from our faces what we’ve been up to.

  Not that I ought to care — I’m the general.

  I can do whatever I want.

  Still, it’s hard to shake the lifelong indoctrination I�
��ve endured at my father’s hands. I constantly feel like what I’ve done is somehow wrong. Sinful. Taboo.

  Which, if I’m honest, only makes me want to do it more.

  I lift Aria up and place her down on the medical bed they’ve prepared. To my horror, she seems to lose consciousness the moment she touches the soft bed.

  “Hurry,” I bark at them.

  The medics snap to attention, and wheel her towards the med bay as quickly as they can. I’m right behind them, taking long strides, my mind racing.

  It’s got to be something in the air on Delta Y. Because of my Zoran constitution, it possibly affected me less, but Aria… she is a human. Their immune systems can endure a lot less than a Zorans.

  If something is wrong with her, I’ll never forgive myself.

  “What do you think, doc?” I ask Dr. Singh, an elderly human male and the ship’s doctor, the moment we enter the med bay.

  “Terminal, I’m afraid,” he says.

  When he sees my look — a mixture of confusion and irrational anger — he apologizes.

  “Sorry, sorry general, doctor’s humor, you must forgive me.”

  “I’ll forgive you when you heal her,” I growl.

  I’m not in the mood for jokes, and certainly not any about the health of my mate!

  My mate.

  First time I’ve called anyone that… but it rings true.

  The feeling she gives me is undeniable. Strange, confusing, uninvited… but also undeniable.

  “I’ll see what I can do,” the doctor says.

  Meanwhile, the medics are busy taking all of Aria’s vitals, monitoring her blood pressure, breathing and heart rate.

  I can’t sit still. I pace at her side, wondering if I’ve made a terrible mistake.

  “Excuse me general, but are you going to wait here the entire time?” Dr. Singh asks. “You’re making all of us nervous. Her vitals are fine. A bit of a fever perhaps, but nothing that will kill her if you stop pacing around like a madman. Please, give us the time to run some tests. I’ll call you the moment I have answers.”

  I glower at the doctor. “How can you be so calm?! She’s unconscious!”

  “She’s asleep,” the doctor answers. “Her body is tired, that is all, most likely. Please, let us work.”