Challenging the Arena

by Lily Thomas

  “Then let me show you.”

  Before she blinked he had her on the bed, pressing her into the mattress with his massive weight. His strength and masculinity had her heart thundering inside her chest. She felt like she might burst at any moment.

  “I’m going to make you scream my name as you come.” He promised before his mouth captured her nipple and began to suck at it greedily.

  “Oh my.” Evelyn closed her eyes and enjoyed the way his tongue danced around her nipple in gentle caresses, while his teeth lightly nipped her hard bud. Lust ripped through her and she felt her mind go blank. This was one of her intimate dreams, becoming the mate of a Vrak’rir.

  She could feel her desire pool between her thighs. She was beyond ready for him. “Raever. I need more.”

  He left her nipple and rose above her, and then pushed her breasts together. “Are you up for a little fun?”

  “Yes.” She panted breathlessly.

  He was straddling her hips, but slowly he crawled up the bed until he was straddling her lower chest, and then he placed her hands on each side of each breast. “Now push them together.”

  She did as he commanded and watched in rapture as he thrust his azure cock between the cleavage of her alabaster breasts.

  “You like?” He pulled back and the tip disappeared between her breasts, and then he pushed forward, sending the azure tip shooting out.

  “It’s the best adult peek-a-boo I’ve ever played.” Her eyes were riveted to the sight before her as his cock disappeared and then reappeared.

  As he continued to thrust between her breasts, she got the courage to lean forward and every time his cock shot through her cleavage, she would lick the tip of his cock.

  “Mmmm, you’re sweet.”

  “Your men are not?”

  “Nope.” Her sweet little pink tongue darted out to lick his tip as it once again appeared before slipping back between her breasts. “I’ve never done this before, but I’m definitely doing it again.”

  Her emerald eyes were coated with lust and he loved every moment of it. She was a responsive mate, even if she was a human and his cock couldn’t wait to seal the deal with her, but he had so much he wanted to explore with her. He was going to make this last.

  He drew his cock out from between her breasts.

  “Done?”

  “I have so much more I want to explore with you.” He slid down her legs appreciating her every curve.

  His hands slid between her thighs, spreading them wide for his eager gaze. He nearly groaned when her pussy was exposed to his view. “Your lips are glistening with your desire.”

  “Being the mate to a Vrak’rir has been my greatest fantasy.” She admitted.

  “I’ll be sure to do nothing but nurture your dream. Being a Vrak’rir’s mate is everything you’ve fantasized about and more and I’ll make sure to prove it to you.”

  “I want to feel you inside of me.” She panted.

  He bent over her and rubbed his cock between the wet lips of her pussy. “You need me?”

  “Yes.” She squirmed under him, desire moving her hips eagerly.

  Grabbing his cock in one of his hands he eased the tip into her wetness, her slick walls encompassing his cock. “Fuck. You feel so good.” His eyes slid closed as he continued to enter her, her tight walls pulling at his length, welcoming him with its warmth. Screw making this last. All he wanted to do now was pound her.

  Once he pushed into her to the hilt he stopped to enjoy the moment of having his mate wrapped around him. He’d thought of this moment since he was old enough to know what a mate was.

  Evelyn’s inner walls were stretched so wide around his large girth, and it felt amazing! A little uncomfortable, but amazing!

  Wrapping her legs around his waist she dug her heels into his hard buttocks, spurring him on. He began to thrust inside her.

  Evelyn whimpered as he continued to thrust into her, long hard strokes that built a raging fire inside of her. Her hips met his every thrust, the tip of his cock brushing the deepest part of her pussy.

  Raever began to move faster and she felt her breasts bouncing with their abandonment. Glancing up with a half-hooded gaze she saw him watching her bouncing tits as they waved in front of his face.

  Her fingers tightened around his biceps, her nails digging into his blue skin, as she began to clamp down around his cock. “I’m going to come.”

  “Come around my cock!” He roared as he plowed into her.

  Her pussy clamped down on his length coaxing him to his own climax. He shot his seed deep into her and she shuddered around him as her orgasm rocked her to her very soul.

  He collapsed on her, his pecs touching the sensitive skin of her tits.

  “Mmmm.” She was living off the high of her orgasm rocking her hips ever so slightly.

  He kissed her neck. “I might be in hell, here in the arena, but someone sent me a reason to survive and escape this damn place.”

  “Good.” She murmured as he continued to kiss her skin. “I don’t plan on dying here either.”

  A knock sounded on the door. “Can I come back yet?”

  “Demard?” She asked slightly irritated by the interruption to their blissful moment.

  Raever rested his forehead against hers. “I’ll kill him someday, if he isn’t careful about being a nuisance.”

  Extracting his cock from inside her he got off the bed. He threw a cover over her, but then turned back to her. “I can let you get dressed before letting him in or you can stay under there.”

  “I think I’d prefer to get dressed.” What she’d really prefer is to remain in bed with her Vrak’rir exploring their sexual side.

  “Can I come in?” Demard asked again sounding a bit dejected at being forced out of a room he shared.

  Evelyn jumped off the bed and threw on her clothing in the matter of seconds.

  “A shame I share a room with him. It would’ve been nice to watch you walking around with no clothes on.”

  She smirked. “You can let him in now.” Although she wished the same. It’d be fun to walk around in the nude and see how long he could last without bending her over the bed and taking her from behind.

  She watched Raever stride over to the door, still in the nude as she took a seat on the edge of the bed. She loved watching his muscles ripple under his tattooed azure skin. She couldn’t believe how easily she’d slept with Raever, but she wasn’t ashamed, far from it.

  She also couldn’t stop thinking how lucky she was. Now that she had a Vrak’rir on her side in the arena, she had a better chance of making it out alive… assuming the Frirens would let her out alive. She gulped but pushed that alarming thought out of her mind. She’d think about that later. She just wanted to enjoy the post-sex joy.

  “Couldn’t you wait any longer?” Raever flung open the door and glared at Demard who was standing on just the other side.

  “I knew when you were done.” Demard shrugged his large shoulders.

  She watched a mask of fury overcome Raever’s face as his onyx eyes darkened. “Were you listening in at our door?”

  Demard snorted. “Can you believe this guy?” He addressed her instead of Raever who was still glaring at his friend.

  “Were you?” Raever asked as Demard pushed his way inside the room and closed the door behind him.

  “I wasn’t. You guys were loud enough for everyone in the barrack to hear.” Demard laughed.

  “We weren’t that loud.” Her cheeks heated as she protested.

  “You’re welcome to ask half the arena about that.” Demard sent her a wink and a grin. “A lot of them would tell you otherwise.”

  “Don’t embarrass her.” Raever grumped. “Humans aren’t as open about sex as other species.”

  “Let’s just stop discussing this.” She waved her hands next to her cheeks, hoping the heat would go away. “Okay?”

  Demard took a seat on his bed as he nodded. “Agreed.”

  Raever took a seat beside her.
“If you’re hungry we can get some dinner. Tomorrow could be a long day and we’ll need the energy for the upcoming fights we’re sure to go through.”

  “Umm,” she wasn’t too sure she wanted to go out there to face all the aliens who’d heard her encounter with Raever but she was hungry, “sure.”

  Raever pulled his pants back on and then he guided her out of the room. “Forget what Demard said, he was probably exaggerating.”

  She nodded but wasn’t sure what to think since she didn’t know Demard all that well.

  They headed for the cafeteria, and he placed a hand on the small of her back as he guided her through the hall. She noticed people staring openly at them as they walked past. Some of them would put their heads together or raise a hand to their mouths as they whispered, and she got the feeling it was about her.

  “Either we really were making a lot of noise like Demard said or they haven’t forgotten your fight in the cafeteria.”

  “Let them wag their tongues.”

  “What did happen to that alien?” She eyed him as they continued walking.

  “I killed him.” His tone held no emotion.

  She nodded. It was like she’d expected a Vrak’rir not to kill someone threatening his mate. She may have wanted to be a Vrak’rir mate, but she wasn’t sure she’d thought about the other side of Vrak’rir personalities. They were more violent and it was okay in their society, but she wasn’t sure she was ready to bring that into her life.

  She eyed him from the corner of her eyes. The sex was good, but she might have to rethink wanting to be a Vrak’rir mate.

  “What interests you so much?”

  “What?”

  “You’re looking at me.” Raever glanced over at her.

  “No, I wasn’t.”

  “I saw you. I can also see you thinking behind those gorgeous eyes of yours. What are you thinking about?”

  Gorgeous eyes. She felt like gushing but shoved it back down. She couldn’t lose her mind every time he said something nice about her. “Just wondering about this mate thing and whether or not it’s something I really want now that I have it.”

  Raever stopped, and she had to turn around to look back at him. He looked hurt at her words.

  “You haven’t done anything,” she frowned and shrugged, “well… you have, but it’s you.”

  “What did I do?” He quirked an eyebrow.

  “You killed the alien that was chasing me down.”

  “Before he had the chance to kill you or me in our sleep for denying him access to his prize. I could have let him live and take you, but it didn’t appear as though you liked that idea much.”

  She grimaced. “Yeah, but you still killed him.”

  “I gave him every chance to say he wouldn’t come after you, but he refused. I couldn’t take the chance that this man would come after you.”

  She pursed her lips. “I come from a species who’s tried to leave violence in the past.” They weren’t always successful but they were trying their best.

  “This is an arena. There are killers in here, and that alien was not an innocent sent to the arena to die.” He shook his head. “I could’ve let him live and just hope he wouldn’t come after one of us.”

  “As much fun as this is to discuss, I’d like to get something to eat.” Evelyn didn’t want to keep discussing this because he had some good points. It was survival of the strongest down here. There weren’t any police, no one would help her if the gray alien hadn’t wanted to let her go. Raever had done what he had to keep her safe from any harm and she couldn’t exactly fault him for that.

  He relented and continued to direct her to the cafeteria.

  She was afraid of what she might see when they entered, but as they walked into the cafeteria she didn’t see any dead bodies lying around.

  “Did the Frirens clean up the mess?”

  “They did.”

  “Are they okay with you killing other contestants outside of the arena?” Could be some good information for her story, which would probably never be finished. She was most likely a dead woman walking.

  “Not really, but they will tolerate the every once in a while killing. If someone gets out of hand they will be pulled from the arena.”

  “Released?”

  Raever shook his head. “Killed would be my guess, since they are never seen again.”

  “Interesting.” She’d store that away until she got out of here. The chances weren’t fantastic, but she still hoped she’d survive this and be able to finish writing her stories. There was always a chance until she breathed her last breath.

  “Sit here.” He pointed to a spot at a table.

  She plopped down and watched as he left and grabbed a couple plates and brought them back to the table. He placed one in front of her before taking a seat across from her.

  “What is this stuff? I ate it once, but I was too shocked to care, now I’m questioning what I ate.”

  Raever pointed a utensil at it. “It will keep you alive and that’s all that matters.”

  “I suppose so.” She brought a forkful to her mouth and took a bite. It wasn’t horrible, just bland. “So… what happens if two Vrak’rir have the same mate?”

  He just stared at her, blinking a few times. “What?”

  “Sorry, that was a bit random and out of the blue.”

  “You just took me by surprise.” He took a bite. “It’s not a question I’ve had to think about.” He tapped his fork against the bottom of his plate. “It would be extremely rare for two Vrak’rir to have the same mate. I’ve never known any to have the same mate.”

  “But if it happened?” She took another bite. She was interested in seeing what his answer would be.

  “If that happened, the Vrak’rir would fight to the death over the female.”

  “They wouldn’t share?” Slightly weird thought, but she was curious to know what he thought would happen. Maybe it could make another good piece for her to write about when she was done with ruining the arenas. Everyone loved a little sex talk in their lives.

  Raever snorted. “We don’t share our mates.”

  “What if two female Vrak’rir had the same mate?” She took another bite while she watched him think about the question.

  “They would fight to the death over him just like the men would. No Vrak’rir would be willing to share, no matter what gender they are.”

  “So, the same. Interesting.”

  His onyx eyes narrowed on her. “What is your profession?”

  “What?” Her eyes widened. “I don’t look like a natural born fighter?”

  He laughed. “A human female who asks more questions than anyone else?”

  She bristled. “What the hell’s that supposed to mean?”

  “Humans are weak.” He scoffed.

  “If we’re so weak why did I win an arena fight?” She puffed out her chest and glared at him, daring him to challenge that fact.

  “It was you?”

  “See!” She pointed at him. “It was so impressive, even you heard about it and you weren’t even there.”

  He eyed her like he knew something. “It was luck.”

  “Excuse me?”

  “It was luck, not skill.” His onyx eyes penetrated her, still acting like he knew a secret.

  “I can’t believe I slept with you.” She folded her arms in front of her chest.

  He leaned back. “And you will continue to sleep with me.”

  “Doubtful.” She snorted. “I don’t sleep with sexist pigs, even if they happen to be a dreamy Vrak’rir man all tatted up. I have standards.”

  He glared at her as he tapped the tips of his claws against the table top.

  “It was good, but not that good.” Those were fighting words, but she was in a combative mood.

  His eyes darkened, and she smirked.

  Before she had time to react he got up, strode around the table, and picked her up in his arms. One arm was under her legs and the other against her back. Automati
cally, she wrapped her arms around his neck to steady herself.

  “What are you doing?”

  “Taking you back to our room so I can prove to you that it was that good and that you’ll be hard pressed to find what we have somewhere else.”

  She smiled to herself. She couldn’t wait for him to prove her wrong. He made her like losing her mind.

  Chapter 6

  Raever strode down the hall. His long legs ate up the ground as he carried her back to his room.

  “Leave Demard.” Raever ordered as he entered the room.

  “Seriously?” Demard rose from his bed. “Again? Can’t you two hold in your lusts a little better?” But he made his way to the door and left, closing it behind himself.

  “Now that we are finally alone.” Raever smiled down at her in glee.

  She couldn’t help herself. She smiled back at him, his smile completely contagious. She might have doubts about their relationship, but this was her dream and this might be her last time to enjoy sex with him. There was no telling what the future might hold while she was here in the arena. Death was looming over her head and all she wanted to do was forget about it and have a little fun.

  Raever put her down on her feet and captured her lips with his. Then he broke away. “I love the taste of your lips on mine.”

  “Same.” Evelyn ran her hands over his chest, which was bare to her eager gaze.

  “Can’t resist me, can you?”

  She shook her head, her fingers scraping down his chiseled blue chest down across his abs and then lower to the belt on his pants. “I don’t think we need these now that we are alone.”

  Her fingers moved quickly over the buckle, undoing it, and then she pushed his pants down his waist and his well-defined legs. She sucked in a breath as she landed on her knees in front of him and his hard cock sprung up in front of her face.

  “What have you been thinking about?” She asked.

  “You.”

  “Anything in particular about me?”

  “All I need to do is think about you.”

  She wrapped her fingers around his cock and stroked it up to the tip, the foreskin following up and over the head. She licked her lips, wetting them before she slid her mouth over his cock as her hand stroked down his length.