“He’s right, Emily. You haven’t been well. I wanted you to go to Dr. Gaston but if the commander can help, why not let him?” Gran turned to T’lan. Today she was wearing lavender spectacles, but the soft color didn’t disguise the fierceness of her stare. “You won’t hurt her?”
Emily thought he looked offended, but he gave her grandmother a solemn nod. “You have my word.”
“Her room is upstairs on the right.”
“Gran!” Her betrayed cry floated behind her as T’lan left the room and bounded up the stairs. He had to duck his head to enter her room, and even inside his horns almost brushed the ceiling. She waited for him to put her down, but instead, he turned slowly to survey her room.
Her cheeks heated at his observation. “I know it’s a little girly.”
It was an understatement. When Emily had turned twelve, she and Gran had decorated the room together. Pale pink walls with white trim contrasted pleasantly with the golden wood floor, partially covered with the floral rug that Gran had hooked. The wardrobe and dresser were old pieces that they had painted white and accented with tiny roses. The crowning glory was the white canopy bed with filmy pink drapes. She supposed she should have outgrown it, but so much love had gone into the room, she had never had the heart to suggest it. Truthfully, she still loved it.
“It suits you.” T’lan placed her carefully on her feet. She immediately stepped back, her heart beating rapidly with a combination of excitement and dread.
“It doesn’t suit you,” she muttered, but even as she said it, she knew it wasn’t true. The military bearing, the horns, the black uniform, not to mention his sheer size, should have been out of place amidst the rampant femininity. His presence was even more imposing in the small room but somehow, he seemed to fit. He looked like a barbarian prince about to take possession of a conquered princess. The notion made her remember some of the more exotic fantasies she’d had in this very room. Sternly suppressing that train of thought, she turned back to T’lan. He had pulled a cylindrical metal object from his belt.
She took a step back. “I’m still not sure about this.”
“You want to know that our child is healthy, don’t you?”
“Of course I do.” That didn’t prevent her from eying the object in his hand with distrust. “And that’s going to tell you?”
“Yes. This is the scanner. Now disrobe,” he said calmly.
“Disrobe? Are you crazy?” She backed away again, but there was nowhere to go. He was between her and the door. “Can’t your device work through my clothes?”
“No. I told you I would examine you. Have you not disrobed for your medic before?”
“Sometimes,” she admitted. “It depends on the type of exam.”
“To test the health of a child?”
“Since I haven’t had one before, I wouldn’t know.” She lifted her chin.
He merely raised an eyebrow and waited.
“I suppose,” she finally conceded.
“Then why are you hesitating? Remove your clothing.”
Half-turning away from him, she slowly slid her pajamas down her legs. She took a quick peek over her shoulder as she let them drop. He didn’t seem to notice because he was too busy staring at her ass. The cheeky pink panties she was wearing didn’t conceal anything from his hungry gaze.
“And the rest,” he growled when she hesitated. She turned towards him and he growled again as he focused on the area between her legs. Butterflies filled her stomach. Not fear exactly, even though she was overwhelmingly conscious of just how big he was.
“I don’t have to take everything off. I could just pull up my top.” She demonstrated, pulling her top up far enough to reveal her stomach. His eyes focused there, and she instinctively tried to suck it in, aware that it had been far from flat even before she became pregnant.
Lifting glowing green eyes to her flushed face, he spoke slowly and deliberately. “M’lee, if you don’t remove all of your clothing immediately, I will remove it for you. And you will feel the palm of my hand on that luscious little ass.”
Her eyes widened, and an unexpected tingle of arousal pulsed between her legs. He stepped forward.
“No, wait,” she said hastily. “I’ll do it.”
Biting her lip, she pulled her shirt the rest of the way over her head. Her breasts bounced as they were freed from a built-in bra, and she quickly covered them with her hands, feeling her hardened nipples stabbing into her palms. She snuck a quick peek in his direction, hoping that he wouldn’t force her to remove her panties as well. His impatient gesture dashed those hopes. Taking a deep breath, she bent down far enough to slip them off, uneasily aware of her breasts jiggling with the movement. When she stood up, he was focused on the small patch of blonde curls between her legs.
“Lie down.” His voice was so guttural, she barely understood him. She opened her mouth to protest. He took a single step forward, and she squeaked and moved quickly to the bed. Her heart pounding, she crawled up on the flowered quilt.
T’lan twisted the scanner and a glowing screen appeared above her head. Indecipherable green characters flashed across the surface. He manipulated it for a few minutes before nodding his head.
“We will begin. Are your breasts enlarged?”
Her cheeks flamed but it did seem like something a doctor would ask. It’s just an exam. Pretend he’s Dr. Gaston. “Yes.”
“Are they tender?”
She focused on the ceiling. “Yes.”
He bent over, his hands reaching for her. She had a sudden flash of those cruel black claws and flinched, her hands flying up to cover her vulnerable flesh.
“M’lee.” It was a warning.
“Your claws,” she managed to gasp. “Please don’t hurt me.”
His face softened.
“Fear not, little one. I would never hurt you.” He extended his hand. His claws had disappeared, leaving black nails only a little longer than Sam’s had been. “Now, move your hands.”
Reluctantly, she let her hands fall away. His hands replaced them, enclosing her breasts in warmth, before he squeezed gently. Oh. That felt amazing. Any hope of pretending that he was the family doctor completely disappeared. His hands tightened and she fought the urge to press against them. His thumbs began to tease her nipples.
“And your nipples? Are they sore? Any discharge?”
“N-no.”
Taking each taut pink peak between a thumb and finger he began to roll them, gradually increasing the pressure. A low throbbing started deep in her womb and she could feel the slickness between her thighs. Unable to help herself, she squirmed against his touch. His grasp tightened until it was almost painful, but she didn’t want him to stop. “What—what are you doing now?”
“Testing for sensitivity.” He released her breasts, leaving them throbbing and needy in the cool air. “Now spread your legs.”
If she did, he would see how wet she had become. “I can’t.”
“You will.” Before she could protest, he pulled two slim ropes from his belt, fastened one around each ankle, and pulled her legs high and wide before fastening the ropes to the canopy frame. She felt completely exposed and vulnerable—and even more turned on than before. Nothing in her limited experience compared to the excitement she felt right now.
“Beautiful.” He gently spread her labia open before running a finger through the abundant wetness. He teased the entrance to her pussy, circling it gently. If she had been able to move, she would have lifted her hips to draw him inside. “Your little cunt is so hot and ripe, you’re dripping for me. I can’t wait to mate you. I will take you like this, with your legs tied open so I can sink my cock as far inside of you as it will go.”
He stroked the nub at the apex of her sex, and she couldn’t help moaning.
“Am I hurting you?” His green alien eyes glinted at her.
“No,” she managed to gasp. “I need...”
“What do you need? This perhaps?” His finger slowly circled
her clit before he scraped it lightly with his nail. She jumped and gasped.
“So sensitive. I could spend days exploring you. With my hands, with my cock, with my mouth.” That was another thing she didn’t have much experience with, but the thought of T’lan using his tongue on her sent another surge of desire through her body. She tried in vain to lift her hips to get more contact with his teasing touch.
“But we do have an exam to do.” With one last slow circle, he withdrew.
“What? No,” she protested before she could stop herself. Every nerve ending sang and her whole body longed for him to continue. No, she reminded herself—this was not the reason there were here. Ignoring her body’s demand, she focused on their purpose. Her baby. “I mean, yes. I want to make sure the baby is alright.”
“And that you are well, also,” he reminded her.
“I’m fine. But please, check the baby.”
“Very well.” He picked up the scanner and waved it over her breasts without touching them.
“What are you doing? You already examined my breasts.”
“That was an external examination,” he replied calmly. “Now I’m checking them internally.”
“Was the other part even necessary?”
“Of course.” At her suspicious look, he leaned closer. “I needed to feel my female’s luscious breasts. That’s another part of you I intend to spend days exploring. After I get my fill of your delectable nipples, I’m going to slide my cock between your plump tits until I spend my seed all over your soft skin.”
The erotic imagery left Emily speechless. He gently pushed her mouth closed and resumed waving the scanner down her body. He circled her abdomen, studying the screen over her head intently. All traces of lust left his face.
“Is anything wrong?” Fear seized her instantly and her hand went to her stomach.
“Everything is within normal parameters.” He hesitated and she seized on the hesitation.
“But?”
“There are a number of data points it was unable to detect.” He made a sound that would have been a sigh if it had come from a human. “I should do an internal exam as well.”
“With what?”
“With this.” He held up the scanner. Compared to his hand, it looked small and non-threatening but then again, his hands were enormous. Compared to her body, it suddenly didn’t look as slender.
“Are you sure that’s necessary?”
“Yes.” He nodded decisively and leaned forward to stroke her cheek. “Trust me, little one. It won’t hurt. You might even enjoy it.”
A wave of satisfaction swept over T’lan as his female nodded. He saw the signs that she was beginning to accept him, and he vowed never to betray her trust. He cast a worried eye over the scanning screen. He had not lied to her. The results it could detect were within normal parameters, but there were still a number of unknowns. Fuck. This was one of the reasons that attempts to interbreed were forbidden for a planetary cycle after they conquered a planet. His delicate human should never have been the first to experience a mixed pregnancy. He only hoped that the internal exam would reveal more data.
Despite his concern, he paused a moment to admire the pleasing picture she made, stretched out tied and naked in her bed. Her pale golden skin glowed against the pink coverings and every part of her body was accessible to him. His cock throbbed in appreciation. He had been hard since she began removing her clothing, and he suspected he would be in a constant state of arousal until they mated. At T’chok’s urging, he had given in to M’lee’s request to wait on the mating since she was with child. Although he had been annoyed at the other male’s interference, he did not want to harm her or the child.
However, he had no intention of waiting until she gave birth. While he would never force her, he had no doubt that she could be convinced, especially given her reaction to his touch. Once he was assured of her good health, he would see how much convincing she needed. He let himself appreciate her a moment longer. Rosy color covered her breasts, her little pink nipples still hard from his attentions. Her soft little cunt was a matching shade of pink and even as his gaze focused on it, another bead of moisture appeared. Good. That would make the examination easier.
Reaching between her legs, he gently pulled her labia apart. She gasped and tensed.
“Relax, little one,” he soothed. He warmed the wand briefly in his hand, then slid it slowly up and down, coating it in her copious moisture. He teased the small opening to her body, and she clamped down even more. She was so tiny there. He had never considered the wand particularly large, but it was definitely going to be a stretch for her. However, his cock was even larger. The examination would also serve as the first step in training her to accept him. He pressed the wand lightly against her channel, but her body still refused to let it enter. Very well. He would try another approach.
Still swollen, her clitoris protruded slightly from the top of her slit. Thanking the Ancestors that he had used the voyage here to review the findings on human anatomy, he circled the small nub with the smooth top of the wand.
“Oh,” she gasped. “What are you doing?”
“Ssh, L’chka, this will make it easier on you.”
Making sure his claws remained retracted, he used one finger to push against her channel. With the other hand, he continued the slow circles. When her hips attempted to writhe upward, he pushed more firmly. His finger slipped inside the delicate opening of her cunt and he almost groaned aloud. She clasped his finger in the hottest, tightest hold he had ever felt. He thrust gently but firmly until a fresh gush of moisture wet his flesh and her body loosened a fraction. He slowly added another finger. She moaned and he quickly checked her face. Her face was flushed, eyes closed, but no sign of pain crossed her delicate features.
Scissoring his fingers, he tried to loosen the tight channel but despite his efforts, it clung to him. Pulling his fingers back to the entrance, he used them to hold her channel open long enough to begin inserting the wand. Her tiny entrance stretched around the metal cylinder; the sight almost obscenely beautiful. She groaned again. When he checked her face this time, her eyes were open and she was biting her lip. He quickly resumed his attentions on her clit, grasping the swollen nub more firmly.
Her breathing quickened. “It’s so big. I don’t know if I can take it.”
“Yes, you can. Just concentrate on how good I’m making you feel.” He tugged a little harder on her clit. Her body jerked and he slid the wand further in. The color of her cunt deepened from pink to red as her body fought to accept the foreign object. Her upper body thrashed restlessly and her hands went to her breasts.
“That’s right. Squeeze those tight little nipples. Pleasure yourself.”
Less than half of the wand had disappeared up her narrow channel. A brief check of the screen showed that he needed to go deeper. He pulled back slightly before thrusting against her natural resistance.
“T’lan! I can’t.” Despite her protests, copious fluids drenched his fingers and her hips kept trying to thrust upward.
“You’re doing so well, little one. Just a little bit more.”
Unable to resist the temptation, he lowered his head. Her legs were pulled far enough apart that his horns did not prevent him from fastening his mouth over her clit. Her juices flooded his mouth in the most satisfying explosion of taste he had ever known. Her body’s resistance lessened, and he plunged the wand deeper until his hand reached her swollen entrance. Incoherent pleas fell from her lips. He increased the pressure on her clit, flicking his tongue rapidly across the sensitive flesh as it became even more engorged. He felt her body tense and he sucked hard on the small nub, even as he thrust the probe deeper.
“Oh, God. T’lan!” He could feel her body clenching around the probe as another rush of fluid leaked through the tight entrance. His cock was so hard it could have cut metal, and he wanted to be inside her body more than he had wanted his first sword. Instead, he made himself pull away and check the screen.
To his relief, many of the previously unknown data points had been collected.
As he lifted his head, he saw some slight abrasions on the inside of her thighs where his horns had rubbed against the soft skin of her legs. He would need to hold her legs further apart next time. He ran a gentle finger over the faint pink marks, but she didn’t flinch. Very carefully, he removed the wand. This time she jerked, and he felt a flash of guilt at the sight of the red, swollen flesh. But he felt an even greater sense of satisfaction at the sleepy look of contentment on her face. The only thing that would make him happier was if his cock had been the one plundering the tight depths of her body. He cupped her gently with his hand, letting the warmth soothe the tender flesh. The redness had not diminished when he removed his hand and he frowned. Human flesh was so delicate. He would need to procure a healing gel for her.
“T’lan?” Her eyes half-opened. “The baby? Is she ok?”
“Everything is fine. Just close your eyes, L’chka.” He released the ropes and gently massaged her legs, pleased to see her eyes close again and her body relax. Once he was sure she was asleep, he covered her with a blanket. Turning his attention to the screen, he studied the data in greater detail. As he had assured her, the baby was healthy. Everything was within normal parameters, but one data point stood out. His hearts began to pound as he scanned the screen again. He needed to call the Supreme Commander at once.
Making sure he could still see her, he stepped outside of her sleeping place and tapped his communicator.
The Supreme Commander answered promptly. “Commander T’lan. You have news?”
“Yes, sir. But not about the investigation. I must ask to be relieved from that assignment.”
“Since you are aware of why I entrusted it to you, I assume you have a valid reason for this request?” The Supreme Commander’s voice dripped ice.
“Yes, Supreme Commander.” He took a deep breath. “I have claimed my L’chka.”
Taking advantage of the sudden quiet that met his statement, he hurried on. “I know that it is forbidden at this time, but it is necessary. She is with child.”
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