The Alien's Challenge: A SciFi Alien Warrior Romance (Drixonian Warriors Book 6)

by Ella Maven

  He held the base of his cock in a tight grip and fed it into my mouth, just as he said he would.

  I closed my lips around the velvety head and moaned, knowing how good the vibrations would feel zinging down his shaft.

  He exhaled roughly and pulled his cock out before plunging it back in, his grip on my hair still firm.

  The piercings on the underside of his cock would leave my lips bruised and swollen tomorrow, but I didn’t care. Right now, they felt amazing, and I let my bottom teeth catch on them with a click as he withdrew his cock. His lips pulled back, and a low growl rumbled from his chest. His cock leaked in the back of my throat, and I grinned around the massive dick in my mouth.

  He plunged his cock into my mouth further, gagging me with the tip in the back of my throat. When I choked, his eyes went wide, and he pulled back in alarm.

  I dug my nails into the back of his thighs, encouraging him to keep going. With my tongue, I played with the ring on the tip.

  After that, he didn’t draw it out, and he didn’t take it slow. He fucked my mouth hard, thrusting between my lips repeatedly, growling and snarling like I’d never seen Xavy before.

  I loved it. The taste of his libo was sweet and watching Xavy lose himself in me was pure bliss.

  He was using me, but he knew it was me.

  Our eyes locked the entire time, and I focused on the maelstrom of purple and black swirling there.

  With a final growl, he pulled out of my mouth. He wrapped a fist around his cock and began to stroke. And I knew he planned to do exactly what he promised. When he finally came, he roared my name as a reverent, “Tabitha” that echoed off the walls and sent a bolt of heat swirling in my core.

  His release shot from his tip, catching me on the chin, neck, and coating my breasts. He seemed to come forever, until I was covered in him.

  His hand fell from my hair and his body wavered.

  I shuddered as the night air was already cooling the sticky fluid. With a thud, he hit the cave floor on his knees and gathered me in his arms, pressing me against his chest. It wasn’t until I caught my breath that I realized he was trembling while he chanted in my ear. “I’m so sorry, Tab. I’m so, so sorry. Please forgive me.”

  Xavy

  I knew this would happen. I’d gone too far. But the feel of Tabitha’s body, the taste of her, fleck even the smell of her had been too much for me to take. I’d used her, just as I said I would, out of my mind with lust. It wasn’t until I got a good look at her tear-stained face and bruised lips that I realized what I’d done.

  “I’m sorry, Tab. My sweet Tabby.” I couldn’t stop the words from pouring from my mouth. I should let her go. The last thing she probably wanted now was for me to touch her, but I couldn’t seem to pull myself away. Maybe I could at least comfort her now.

  I ran my palms over her hair, smoothing the curls back into place and massaging the area of her scalp where I’d held her immobile, a hole for my cock, like the flecked-up shet I was.

  I checked the rest of her body, wincing at the marks on her pale skin and ignoring the flare of possessiveness I felt at the sight of them. Surely this would be the last time I touched her.

  Lastly, I studied her face. Her eyes were wet, tear-tracks running over her cheeks. And her sweet beautiful lips that were the source of her gorgeous laughter, were bruised and swollen. I had done that to her.

  “Xav,” she whispered, her voice hoarse.

  I’d done that too. Fleck, she was covered in me. I’d shot my seed all over her like a salibri marking its territory.

  “Tabby, I’m sorry,” I rubbed my thumb over her lip. “I’ll never—”

  “Stop talking,” she said. “Can you get me some qua?”

  I grabbed at the nearby jug and held it up to her. She gulped a few mouthfuls before signaling she’d had enough. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

  I waited for her lips to curl with revulsion and for her to curse me out. But instead her eyes sparkled, and those swollen lips curled into… A smile?

  “That was awesome,” she dropped a kiss on my chin.

  I was speechless. “What’s awesome?”

  She laughed, my favorite sound, a loud burst of joy that filled the cave and sent my cora racing again. “Good. Great. Amazing. Wonderful.” She wiggled her eyebrows. “Really hot.”

  Was I dreaming? “But I hurt you.”

  She touched her lip. “A little, but I liked it.”

  I blinked at her. “I don’t get it. I used you roughly. I left bruises behind…”

  She shivered and rubbed her arms. “Let’s clean up and then we can lay down and talk. I’m cold again and you’re like a furnace.”

  I didn’t know what a furnace was, but I wiped us both down with a small cloth dipped in qua until we were clean of the mess. After that, we settled on our sides, using my pants wrapped around the pack as a pillow. She pressed her naked body against mine under the blanket and made a content sigh. “So,” she yawned. “Where were we? Oh right, you were apologizing for nothing.”

  “Your lips—”

  “Yeah, and I might not be into that all the time, but for now, it was hot, and I liked it. We need to talk about how you shouldn’t feel ashamed of what turns you on. As long as the person you’re with consents, and they’re uh, of proper age, it doesn’t matter what you do. On Earth, we call them kinks. Some people get off on all kinds of things. Feet. Dressing up as an animal. Dressing in leather.”

  I didn’t know a lot of her words, but I understood the meaning of what she was saying. Still, my training as a warrior and the creed I’d followed my whole life seemed at odds with what we’d just done. “I’m worried that if you tried to stop me, I wouldn’t have stopped.”

  “When I choked, you did stop. I urged you to keep going. I trust you, Xavy. Do you trust me?”

  I frowned at her. “Of course, I do.”

  “How about we have two signals that either of us can give when we don’t like what’s happening. We hear the word or give the non-verbal clue, and the other person has to stop. Would that make you feel better?”

  I nodded.

  “Okay, so if either of us says pineapple, we have to stop.”

  “Pineapple?”

  “It’s an Earth fruit. Just go with it.”

  “What does it look like?”

  “It has spikes on it. It’s about the size of your head.”

  “Does it taste good?”

  “Xavy, focus!”

  “Right, right, sorry.”

  “Okay, so the nonverbal clue will be this.” She rapped on my arm with her knuckles twice in rapid succession, paused, then followed up with a third tap. “There, now you do it back.”

  I mimicked her signal on her forehead with one claw.

  She laughed. “See? Now we have a solid form of communication.”

  I let my claw slide down her face to rest under her chin. I tilted her face toward me. “And you trust me to stop?”

  “I do.” She emphasized her answer with a squeeze on my wrist. “And this is all normal, Xavy. Couples… mates… have to learn about each other. I’m sure there will be a time you’ll do something I don’t like. And I’ll do something you don’t like. We tell each other and move on.”

  I drifted my hand further down her body to rest on her chest. Despite our earlier cleaning session, I could still feel a few drops of my seed left on her skin, and she smelled of me.

  My cock hardened again, and I swallowed as I gathered a drop on my finger and lifted it to her lips. Eyes bright, she drew my finger into her mouth and twirled her luscious tongue around my claw.

  Pulling my finger from her mouth, I kissed her, taking care to be gentle with her lip. I sipped at her mouth, lapped at her tongue, and combed through her hair with my fingers. She arched into me and wrapped her arms around my shoulders. I pulled back and rested my forehead on hers. “We need to sleep.”

  She yawned again and snuggled into my chest, drawing her hands up to clasp them at h
er chest. Her eyes closed. “Yeah, you wore me out. All that flying and crashing and swimming and pussy-eating.”

  I snorted. “I’m not the only one who ate.”

  She burst out laughing. “Oh ho-ho, look who’s got jokes?”

  I rolled onto my back, bringing her with me to rest on my chest. With a hand resting behind my head, I smiled at the ceiling. Tomorrow was a new day. As long as Tabitha was safe, happy, and could trust me, then I could begin to trust myself.

  Eight

  Tabitha

  I woke up to a hand between my legs and fingers plucking at my nipple. I opened my eyes to see a cave wall and two blue hands playing my body like I was an instrument. I wasn’t sure how long he’d been at me before I woke up. My pussy was already slick and my nipples a flushed pink. I looked down at my body, marveling at the myriad of marks all over my skin as a result of last night.

  “Tabby,” a smooth voice murmured in my ear. “I know you’re awake.”

  I reached behind me and sank my fingers into his har. “I am now.”

  He bit down on my ear and I arched into him. His hard cock leaked libo over my lower back as he rolled his hips behind me. “I want inside my Tabby this morning.”

  “You were last night.”

  “I want my cock inside you making you scream this time.”

  At his words, I felt myself grow even wetter. But I didn’t want to make this easy on him. Maybe it was too early to test him. Maybe I should just play along and have lazy morning sex, but we’d had an important talk last night, and it was crucial he had paid attention.

  I extricated myself from his clutches, which wasn’t that hard. After an initial tightening of his arms, he let me get to my feet. With my back to him, I stretched my arms over my head and rose up onto my tiptoes, gazing out into the mouth of the cave where the sun was just beginning to rise over the water. It was a gorgeous view—if I wasn’t aware of some giant tentacled monster waiting for me just under the surface.

  I glanced at Xavy over my shoulder. He hadn’t moved other than to roll onto his back. His narrowed eyes took in my bare back and paused on my ass. I shook it a little, and his chest decompressed.

  “What are you doing?” I asked.

  His gaze darted to mine and his eyes narrowed. “Laying here.”

  “I thought you wanted your cock inside me this morning?”

  I could actually see said body part twitch beneath the blanket laying loosely across his hips.

  His breathing sped up and I swore I saw a vein pop in his temple. “You moved away from me.”

  “I didn’t say pineapple.” I shook my hair out. “Maybe I want you to work a little harder for it. Convince me. Why should I let your big cock inside my tight little pussy, Xavy?”

  His eyes went dangerously dark, and as he rolled to his feet as gracefully as a panther, I took an instinctive step back as a small blare of alarm sounded in my head. Maybe I’d pushed him too far. But I’d told him I trusted him, hadn’t I? And I meant it. So, I swallowed and tilted my chin up as he prowled toward me.

  His movements were as fluid as water, and his muscles bulged as he seemed to flex and swell before my eyes. Lust swirled in my gut. If this went well, I expected to get the pounding of my life, because the promise was right there in the hurricane storm of his eyes.

  Xavy

  She was a tease, and it made me so flecking hard I could barely stand it. As I approached her, a flare of panic crossed her eyes before she tilted her head up valiantly. No word crossed her lips as I bore down on her. She wanted this, and I was going to give it to her.

  When I reached her, I immediately grabbed her throat and turned her so her back was plastered to my front. I ground my hard cock against her spine, and she went up to her tiptoes as I tightened my grip around her neck. Her pulse beat rapid fire against my fingers, and I loved the way little pants left her lips.

  Small bumps had erupted all across her skin, and a flush crept up those beautiful full tits of hers to spread around her neck. I slid my other hand down her body, pausing to press on all the marks I made last night. She squirmed but didn’t speak or tap her safe rhythm on my skin.

  “Who are you to say I have to work for your cunt?” I rasped as I dipped my mouth toward her ear. “Shouldn’t you work for my cock? I know how much you love being full.”

  “Oh fuck,” she whispered, her hands coming up to wrap around my arm.

  I slid my fingers into the curls at the top of her mound and immediately sought out her hard clit, giving it a flick and a swift pinch. Tab cried out, hips bucking as her body trembled against mine.

  “Say, ‘Please Xavy,’” I murmured, giving her wet folds a light slap. She jerked in my touch with a moan. “Say, ‘Please give me your cock.’”

  “I don’t beg.” Her lips said one thing, but her body said another as she ground her sweet ass back into my cock.

  “You’ll beg me, Tab,” I pinched her clit and slapped her cunt again, harder this time, and she screamed. “You’ll beg me until you’re hoarse.” She smelled like a flecking dream, so ripe and hot. My hand was already coated in her, and I hadn’t even slid inside. I let go of her neck, before giving her my command. “Get down on your knees. Spread your legs.”

  She dropped immediately, as if she were relieved she no longer had to stand. With her knees spread, her cunt facing the freshas, I knelt behind her and fisted her hair. As soon as I yanked her head back, I kissed her. Her groan filled my mouth, and I continued to play with her body as I dueled with her tongue.

  There was nowhere I didn’t touch, from rolling her nipples to caressing her cunt. Her hips rocked back and forth slightly, and I knew she was ready to be filled when I gave her lip another bite and her cunt another slap.

  When I pulled away, her eyes were glazed over, and her mouth slack and wet. “Beg me,” I murmured.

  “Please, Xavy.” She swallowed and fisted her hands on her thighs. “Please give me your cock.”

  I nearly came from just those words, which I felt over every inch of my scales like a battle cry. I hauled her into my lap, her back to my front, and as soon as her legs straddled my thighs, I lined up at her entrance and slammed her down on my cock. Her ass hit my groin with a slap, and she threw back her head, sending a cascade of curls across my chest while she shouted out my name.

  I didn’t give her time to catch her breath because I was out of my mind. I drove her onto my cock as I thrust up into her. I needed to hear her scream with pleasure at the end of my cock. I dug my fingers into the soft flesh of her hips, already eager to get a look at the marks that would surely appear there later on her pale skin.

  In front of us, the sun rose over the freshas, and the orange rays on her glistening skin made her sparkle, like a living image of Fatas. Her purple head turned, and she speared me with a wild gaze as she fell forward onto her hands. I followed her until she braced herself on all fours while I knelt behind her, pounding into her sweet cunt while she gushed and writhed beneath me.

  “Did I earn it?” I slapped her ass with the flat of my palm.

  She glared at me over her shoulder. “I don’t know. You didn’t make me come yet.”

  With a growl, I went down on one hand, while I slid the other down her belly until I reached her clit. There I pinched and rolled it between my fingers until a shudder ran down her spine. She fell to her elbows, and as she did, she screamed, bucking back into me while her inner walls squeezed my cock so hard I saw stars.

  “Coming,” she gasped. “Oh fuck, I’m coming.”

  She shook as her high-pitched moans greeted the rising sun, and when her movements slowed, she murmured in a slurred voice. “Okay, you earned it.”

  I ached to beat my chest, to announce to the entire planet that I’d earned this beautiful female in front of me, and I’d given her pleasure. My balls drew up tight, and I wanted to come in her sweet cunt, but I remembered how hard she came back at camp, when I’d prodded her back entrance with my tail.

  I pulled out
of her cunt and she collapsed onto her belly. “What—?”

  Prodding her back entrance with the tip of my cock, I pushed. “I earned your cunt and your ass, didn’t I? I earned it all.”

  I kept pushing, but she was tight as fleck. She was going to feel so good on my cock. She was going to squeeze it so tight…

  Vaguely, I registered shouting, and then a kick, two in a row followed by a third, slammed into my side. I darted my gaze up to see Tabitha scrabbling at the cave floor, trying to crawl away from where I held her waist tight.

  Her eyes were wild, her face red, and when she glanced at me over her shoulder, her lips were moving. “For fuck’s sake, pineapple, Xav!”

  Dread stopped my cora as every muscle in my body turned to a rotten goo. I fell back and scrambled away from her on my hands and feet, my movements uncoordinated and sloppy.

  Tabitha rolled onto her back and sat up, rubbing at her face with the heels of her hands. Immediately her expression went from anger to alarm. “Xav, no, wait.”

  “I hurt you.” I huddled in a dark patch at the back of the cave and dropped my head in my hands. “Oh Fatas, I knew this would happen. I knew it and still I touched you. Because I’m selfish.”

  “Hey, hey.” Her feet padded toward me, and then her soft hands combed through my hair and rubbed the back of my head. “Come on, you didn’t hurt me. I mean, not yet. You would have torn me in two if you hadn’t stopped, but—”

  I jerked my head up to face her. “I would have?”

  She winced. “Okay, maybe I shouldn’t have led with that. You stopped, Xav. Granted, I had to yell a few times and kick you, but you did stop.”

  “I almost didn’t,” I snapped. “No more, we can’t do this until I can guarantee I won’t hurt you.”

  She heaved a sign and sank bank on her heels. Nibbling her lip, she grabbed a jug of qua and forced it into my hand. “Drink.”