Selas's Salvation

by Pearl Tate

  Yeah, I have faith that we’d have kicked their butts, but at what cost? Selas would’ve had no regard for tossing them fifty feet into the trees and how many would have died? Sure, some of them don’t deserve to live—like Benard, the asshole. But I certainly don’t want to be responsible for any deaths—deserved or not.

  By the time I reach Jack, he has a number of other males, stumbling and one even crawling over near him. They’re all the same, mating marks cover their necks, chests, arms, and upper thighs. All different designs, all different variations in color. Some are faint, but others look darker, with the beginnings of vibrant variations of color springing to life and swirling through them.

  As I come up behind a man looking at Jack, he spins to look at me shocked. “What… is this what it looks like?”

  “Yeah! Are these mating marks?” Jack looks at me with hope and another expression that I can’t quite decipher. His eyes flicker behind me, and I turn to see Selas is only a step behind me, Bren and Sol answering for us both.

  “They sure are!” Sol’s booming voice is loud in the strangely quiet setting. “We have hundreds of females on the Ashen’s ship above us. Hundreds of mates for worthy males.”

  “So, an agreement has been settled on?” It seems to me that was the question according to Jo-Anne. Sol was ironing out the agreement with the Ashen while on the Ashen’s ship on the way back.

  “Yes. Believe me, it was way easier than we thought I’d be. I have it for everyone to share and agree to, but there isn’t a down side. It’s very, very basic, and the advantages… our ancestors were idiots. Once you know what we lost, you can’t believe they were so selfish and stupid—”

  “I don’t understand?” Jack is looking at Sol with wonder. “Will everyone…?” He looks around the men crowding in to look at each other.

  “No, not everyone. Mating is a rite of passage. You have to be mature enough, giving enough, balanced enough…” Sol turns to look at one of the slack jawed losers only three feet away, swaying slightly on his feet. “Not like him!”

  “Thank fucking god,” I mutter, thinking about how horrible I’d be to end up mated to a stupid, self-centered asshole. Strong arms wrap around me from behind, and Selas’s familiar scent surrounds me as I sink back into him.

  “When will we meet our mates?” One of the larger men with Jack calls out from behind him.

  “Well, why don’t we get everyone back under the dome and settled in. It’s going to be a process due to the sheer number of mates arriving, but we’ll get a system set up. There’s a lot to decide, and we’ll need the help of everyone, and I mean everyone, to make this go smoothly. I’ve worked it out with my mate, and she’ll be coordinating the females with the other mates here. But remember, it isn’t just the males on the planet that have mates, it’s also males on the Discovery!”

  “Oh, wow! That’s why I have so many incoming urgent calls hailing me.” Bren takes a step back, turning away to deal with his communications.

  “Selas!” I turn as Selas grabs my hand and walks me over to where Benard’s still clinging to the cliff face. I wonder how long he can hang like that? Throwing his arm over his head and waving slowly, Selas answers his men who’re just breaking through the trees. “Are we under attack?”

  He gestures above him while Travek calls out, “No!”

  “We had to settle far out, but it looks like everything is under control?” He’s reached the base, and I’m impressed with the sheer number of them streaming up the sides at various points along the perimeter.

  Leaning down, Selas clasps arms with the man. The others arrive and begin to look around confused. “Are these all captives? And what’s wrong with them?”

  “Well, I’m guessing since you’re talking to me that you now have mating marks… and these are the men who don’t. The Ashen are in the ship above us and arrived just as the fighting started.”

  “Wait, what do you mean?” The men are looking at each other until one of them spots Jack’s group and tears open his flight suit.

  Throwing back his head, he jumps up, whooping with enthusiasm. I can’t help smiling as all the others do the same, looking at each other with shock and slowly dawning joy. A few of them look more shell-shocked than happy, but I guess that’s to be expected.

  “Let’s get everybody here rounded up and moving back toward the dome entrance.” Bren waves around at the men who appear in a trance scattered around.

  Then it dawns on me! “Wait! Jack, what was that device that you used to penetrate the dome?”

  CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

  - Selas

  My mate’s so clever as she points out what we’ve all forgotten. We now have a way to gain access into the dome from any angle. This will make getting back with all the additional bodies much quicker.

  Sol demonstrates with Benard, how easy it is to ask questions and persuade the Ashen controlled males while under their thrall. According to him, the Ashen don’t even have to consciously try to control them. It’s a by product of the way their minds work that make unmated brains fragment, trying to compute too many things at a time. Their body “short-circuits,” in exhaustion and begins to lie dormant. When focused, they can be questioned and directed, but simplistically.

  The dome penetration device is one of two. Benard had the other on him, and their plan was to let the others try first. If they failed, they would have a back up, and could even penetrate the dome at the same time using the others as a distraction. I’m relieved that it was these young, simplistic males that approached Karen and not the brutal followers of Benard.

  When Karen expresses an interest in walking back to our place, I immediately think she’d like to spend time helping Jack and his group get back. Cordon celebrates meeting up with his brother enthusiastically as they hug and talk, and I’m not sure they’ll need us, but it soon becomes clear she has something else in mind.

  Travek takes half of our men back in the spacecraft with the others who now have mate markings since they’re in poor shape after their trek across the wilds for Benard. This leaves the other half to lead the docile unmated males through the woods at a painfully slow pace. I’m relieved as she uses her jo as a walking stick and quickly pulls ahead of the others.

  We don’t say much at first. I’m torn between railing at her for her stupidity and just being thankful she’s alive and well. I know she’s capable, but I’ll never be able to let her face anything like that alone. Surely, she must understand that.

  I’m still contemplating what to say when she spins around, grabbing my hand to tug me toward the sound of running water not far away. “Do you think we could swim?”

  She doesn’t wait for an answer, instead springing ahead, trying to drag me along. The canopy opens up to a small pool that must run off from our supply water’s river further in. We split off from the group, pulling ahead right after we crossed into the dome, and even though there aren’t supposed to be any invasive and dangerous species on this side, they have been seen before.

  “Just let me just check the perimeter first.” My demanding plea is met with a small smile from Karen.

  “How about we walk around together, and if you see anything, you can teach me?” I love the way my mate’s so eager to learn and shows a real interest in getting better at everything she does. Thankfully, our short circle around the banks of the pool shows nothing that we should be concerned about. No sooner do I give the all clear, then Karen is stripping down and out of her jumpsuit.

  It’s the first time I’ve seen her in the sunlight naked, and I marvel at how much she looks like the original vision I saw of her. Dropping to my butt by the water, I watch the light shine through the canopy, illuminating her hair. She kicks out of her boots before unfastening her suit and peeling it off. Her full breasts dance in front of me as she releases them, and I can’t resist reaching out to stroke my fingers over one of the stiff peaks above me where she stands.

  Laughing, she looks down and teases, “I think it’s
time for me to make up for taking off on you earlier.”

  The thought of her foolishness has me scowling up at her making light of the situation. “Yes. It was the first time I considered what might be an appropriate punishment for you. Spanking definitely crossed my mind…”

  “Oooohh…” Her taunting is playful even though I was serious. “Now that might be something I’d like…” Is she kidding?

  The idea of reddening her backside while she’s draped over my lap, wiggling enticingly against my cock has me immediately erect. Groaning, I press my hand against myself, trying to regain control, before I snap my eyes open at the touch of her hands.

  Resting them lightly on my shoulders, she presses me back onto the ground before releasing the fastener on my jumpsuit. I’m not sure what’s more radiant, the sun through her hair or the smile on her face. Both take my breath away.

  Karen’s hands skim down my body before tugging the jumpsuit at my shoulders, and I quickly pull my arms out before the legs and leaving it beneath me. As I lay back, I watch her drop to her knees over me, a leg on each side of me before lowering her face to my chest where she begins to trace my mating marks with soft kisses. Each press of her lips sends a bolt of need up my shaft, and it jumps in time with her touches.

  Slowly… almost painfully, she moves to my nipple before lightly tracing it with her tongue, around and around. When she stops, I realize I’ve closed my eyes and snap them open to see my hair follicles floating wildly around us both. Her lips descend again as she presses feather light touches over to my other nipple. This time, after circling it twice, she pulls the flat nub into her mouth, nibbling it before biting slightly. The jolt of arousal it sends through my body makes me buck under her.

  Grasping her hips, I keep her balance with her, apologizing profusely. “I’m sorry! Sorry… ah, it just surprised me. I wasn’t expecting that.”

  “But good, right?” Both my head and cock nod with enthusiasm as she laughs lightly.

  “It’s wonderful for me, too.” Looking down at herself hovering over me, she runs her fingers through her folds before pulling them away, glistening with fluids. My mouth waters as she wiggles back and wraps her hand around my base, lifting my cock towards her plump lips as she licks them slowly. “Maybe if you like this enough… you’ll forgive me?”

  Without waiting for an answer, her lips slide around the head of my cock, and I watch as my length disappears inside her mouth. Arching towards her, a deep moan escapes me as her lips slide down before back up, leaving a wet trail of need that lights up from the cool breeze floating through the air.

  Lowering herself again, I watch as her head begins a slow bob up and down, creating a need so intense, I’m having a hard time not pushing her off to throw her down and plunge inside her. “Mmm, Selas.” She pulls off, holding the base of my cock so it bobs between us. “You taste so good! Just like you’re made for me.”

  Her lips curl before her mouth opens again, and she runs the flat of her tongue and lips down the bottom of my cock, moaning until she reaches my balls. I have to watch, so I quickly gather her hair up into my hands, lifting it to see her tongue tracing me with precision. Her clever fingers are lower, rubbing a spot that I didn’t even realize was sensitive and would bring such pleasure.

  Karen has shown me a new world. One full of excitement where I don’t have to constantly be worried about striving to be perfect for fear of losing my standing here on the planet. Now, I have someone to love me unconditionally, even when I don’t always handle things perfectly. I know she’ll forgive me. I can tell we’ll have disagreements, and sometimes we won’t always act the way the other wants, but we’ll figure out a way to make it up to each other…

  I’m so easy, I don’t even feel angry any longer. Even when she left with the males from the wilds, I wasn’t nearly as worried about what Bren would think, I just wanted her to be alright. As long as she’s happy, we can make things work out.

  “Mmmm… honey.” Pressing her chest to my cock, she rubs her silky breasts up each side, squeezing my hard length with her breasts as she licks the tip of me. Pausing, she breathes out slowly, maintaining eye contact as she looks up at me. “Is now a good time to ask for forgiveness?”

  “What?” She wants to have a conversation? Right now? My cock aches with longing to explode!

  “Do you forgive me for leaving earlier?” Every breath has my cock jerking up, trying to press towards those plump warm lips. Sliding softly up my length, she presses me between her breasts again before lowering down slowly until my hard rod pops out the top and she can reach it to flick her tongue over it side to side, still looking at me.

  “Ah… of course… yes.” As soon as the words leave my mouth she releases me from her chest to sink her entire mouth over me, swallowing me down with such enthusiasm that it draws my seed up instantly. My “yes” response gurgles in my throat, never making it entirely out as my body tightens everywhere. I don’t even have the strength to warn her or pull her off me before I throw back my head, moaning as her hand tightens around the base to control my depth into her mouth.

  I shouldn’t have worried, because she swallows me down. As she sinks my length further down her throat, we both moan. Her around my cock, extending my pleasure as I’m winding down. Her actions make my release powerful and intense as my body shakes from the explosion that pulls me inside out. As I come to my senses, I realize I’m holding her hair tightly in my fist as she continues to lick me, sending twinges of sensation through my limbs.

  Uncurling my fingers, I release her hair, apologizing for the rough treatment. “I’m sorry, did I hold you down? Are you okay? That was a real out of body experience…”

  CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

  - Karen

  I can totally relate!

  The entire experience being here so far has been an out of body experience for me. A series of ups and downs that have kept me guessing. I’m so thankful that we’ve caught Benard and have been able to bring in some more males that didn’t understand what was truly going on.

  Releasing his hard cock, I give it one last lick before shimmying up to hover over his hips. Selas’s eyes watch my breasts above him, so I tilt forward, brushing them lightly across his lips and he immediately latches on. His strong hands pull my hips down firmly, and my body twinges as my clit rubs against him enticingly.

  His talented mouth tugs on my nipple as he cups me to his face, rubbing my free nipple between his fingers. Using my breasts for leverage, he pulls me up, and I feel myself give around his hard length. I’m so wet and ready.

  Throwing my head back, I moan as the thick head of his cock presses against the entrance of my pussy. Sliding myself down slowly, he enters me, his own enthusiasm gripping him as he sucks harder.

  “Oh, god!” Moaning louder, I fight the urge to come already. He’s not even completely inside me yet, but the incredible sensation of him splitting me open makes the urge right there. Selas’s hair around his cock, so controlled while I swallowed him begins to make itself known. I feel it vibrating wildly around my clit and stretched pussy, and I claw at the ground by his head, grasping for leverage.

  Spreading my legs farther, I arch my back, shoving down to stuff as much of him inside me as I can before pulling back up. His cock hasn’t softened a bit, and I slide easily up his length, shivering as the texture rubs all my sensitive tissue. My internal muscles clench tighter as I fight to lower myself further each time.

  When I have him seated completely inside me, I pause, enjoying the sensation of feeling so full and surrounded by him. Releasing my chest, Selas sits forward, bending his legs and planting his feet on the ground so he cradles me as our lips meet. Closing my eyes, our breath mingles as my lips part for him.

  Darting his tongue inside, he traces the inner shape of my mouth as I dig my fingernails into his shoulders, rocking on his length as it prods deep inside me. My body squeezes and releases as our tongues meet. He growls as he takes control, kissing me deeply as I moan with
lust.

  Selas moves one of his hands behind him to brace himself while pinning me in his lap with a hand on my side. Tilting his hips, he begins driving up into me at a furious pace that takes my breath away. Pulling apart our lips, I throw my head back and enjoy his bucking inside me as my pussy grips him tightly. “I need to be all the way inside you.” He cries out between thrusts as he pushes down on my body. “You look so good bouncing on my cock, Karen.”

  My hands fall from his shoulders, and I reach back to brace my hands on his knees as my body starts to come apart. I love the way his hands glide across my stomach, his callouses raking across my skin and sending prickles of awareness through me. His hand on my hip travels between us, finding my clit and rubbing in rhythm with his driving thrusts.

  My pussy spasms in ecstasy, and he groans below me as my body clamps tighter around his shaft. My orgasm shoots through me like a supernova, exploding out through my limbs, tightening my nipples as he continues to lift into me at a maddening pace before seating himself deep inside me, shouting loudly as he leans forward, wrapping both his arms around my hips. Pinning me to him, he comes again so powerfully that I feel every twitch of his hard length deep inside me.

  Collapsing back below me, he pulls me down with him until I’m sprawled across his body with my ear to his heart, listening to the pounding that matches mine. Good lord, this man is deadly!

  After a minute, I lift my head to rest my chin on him and peer up into his face. Selas’s eyes are closed, but he’s smiling. Brushing a kiss across his chest, I comment idly, “I sure hope we weren’t too loud. It’s hard to say how far away everyone is.”

  “I’m sure they heard us.” His smile doesn’t even falter even as he speaks.

  What?

  “Do you really think so?” I’m whispering even though it’s ridiculous considering we were just practically screaming, but my eyes dart around to the heavy canopy in between the trees. I don’t see anything, but that means absolutely nothing.