Feral: A Dark Sci-Fi Romance

by Sara Fields

  “You’re a fool,” Saleos shouted. “She’s just a fucking human!”

  I watched, taking note of the fact that Saleos was no longer trying to fight, only to avoid Axel’s blows. It was like a well-coordinated dance. Axel would lunge, swiping his claws and Saleos would sidestep, just missing each strike.

  That’s when I heard the drones.

  My eyes tore to the sky, realizing the sun had dipped low enough in the sky. It was about time for the planned destruction of Echelon 67 to occur, taking me, Axel, and Saleos down with it. I swallowed, my eyes tearing around me, trying to plan my next move.

  I could run. I could make it to the border in time and escape. I was a fast runner. I could make it in time, but that would mean that I’d have to leave Axel behind, that I’d never have him in my life again. I wouldn’t even have a single piece of proof of anything that happened here, so no one would ever believe me if I did. The government would only cover up the story of the bomb, calling it some unfortunate gas leak and explosion.

  I didn’t really care about that though.

  I cared about losing the man I loved, the man willing to do and sacrifice anything to save me. My hand swung around and grasped the gun at my back, pulling it out and leveling it on the fighting pair.

  I knew my bullets couldn’t penetrate their skin, but then, Saleos turned his back to me.

  I noticed a single spot on the back of his beck, a round circular spot that was about three inches in diameter that was still the skin color of a normal human.

  I blinked. What the fuck was that?

  Then I remembered.

  All the floating corpses in formaldehyde. I had tried not to read too many of the plaques, but many of them that I had read had indicated a point of weakness on the back of their necks. A fair number of genetically engineered aliens had been killed by lethal injection in that very spot. A number of others were shot or maimed in some way. My mind flew and then, I remembered one dead alien specifically.

  Cause of death. Bullet to the back of the neck.

  The wound had been horrific.

  I grinned. Saleos had a weakness.

  I knelt, one knee to the ground and lined up the sights of my weapon, training it straight on Saleos. He was a moving target, far more difficult than anything I had ever shot, but I’d trained hard and I was a good shot.

  My forefinger curled around the trigger, just resting against it and waiting for the perfect angle to appear.

  The incoming drones hummed louder, still a fair distance away. They would be deafening once they arrived. I couldn’t wait that long though. I had to act now and somehow get myself and Axel far away from here. I had to figure out a way to save the two of us.

  Saleos feinted left, then right, his eyes only on his brother and not on me.

  Then he made a crucial error. He turned his back on me entirely, giving me the perfect shot.

  I pulled the trigger, feeling the mechanism within the barrel fire the bullet. Almost in slow motion, the back of Saleos’ neck burst open, showering the ground with black blood and he screamed in horror. At first, his hands desperately flew backwards in an effort to shield the area, but then, his limbs shook, stiffening until it appeared as though he could no longer use them at all.

  Saleos fell to the ground, his limbs quivering and seizing beside his body. He turned his head in my direction and the look of horror there was shocking. His eyes blazed with anger and sadness, full of emotion.

  “You were never going to help me, were you?” he spat at me.

  I shook my head and lowered my weapon.

  Axel pounced on his brother, tearing at him with his claws and Saleos couldn’t fight back. I hadn’t killed him it seemed, but I had paralyzed him. Axel would deal the final blow.

  The sounds of flesh tearing flesh echoed around us and I tried not to look.

  The fight was over. Axel had won. His brother, unable to fight and no longer a threat, couldn’t hold his attention for much longer.

  I couldn’t wait any longer. I had to move. I had to risk it.

  I tore toward Axel, the drones slowly getting louder as they traveled toward us.

  I ran, screaming for him, begging for him to come back to me.

  Bloodied, wild, and uncontrollable, he turned his sights upon me.

  He ran at me. I ran at him and when we got close enough, I fell to my knees.

  I knelt, bending over to place my cheek on the ground, submitting to him.

  With one arm, I brushed the hair free from my neck, exposing my flesh to him. Giving it to him if he wanted to take it. He sniffed the air and I knew he had paused.

  I smelled of him. His seed was still damp between my legs.

  I lifted my head and saw him watching me. He had stopped for a moment. Slowly, I lifted myself off the ground and he growled, but I held my hands up and he paused once more. I took my shirt by the hem and lifted it over my head. Next, I unbuttoned my pants and slid them down my hips as I kicked off my boots. I tossed my clothes and my gun to the side.

  I dropped carefully to my knees once again.

  “Axel,” I breathed quietly as he strode toward me. He stopped, as he stood before me. He took his claws, dragging one across my back and I whimpered.

  I had to bring him back, so we could escape together before it was too late. I knew I was taking a chance. I knew this decision could bring about my death, either by his hand or the bombs that were minutes away from destroying us all. But we had a love worth dying for. I couldn’t live with myself if I didn’t try.

  He knelt before me and I spread my legs, exposing my naked, cum-slathered body to him.

  His nose smelt the air and the fiery blaze in his eyes burned hotly.

  I began to grow nervous. Would he just mount me instead, rut me until he was done with me? Or would he come back from the brink and leave the beast within him behind?

  This was no time for me to lose my nerve. We were both as good as dead if I didn’t succeed.

  I crawled toward him and he snarled, but I didn’t stop. I reached for him, curling my body around his leg, running my fingers up and down his heated flesh and he paused. I grew bolder still and rose to my feet as he continued to growl. I reached up and took his chin in my hands, bringing his lips down to mine.

  He tensed at first, not responding for a good long second as I kissed him. I grew more desperate, moaning into his mouth, crying for him until I felt his arms curl around me. He kissed me back then and I felt my body mold to his as he lifted me off the ground.

  My entire body hummed for him as he kissed me back and I knew then that I had succeeded. My arms wound around his neck and my legs around his waist and I clung to him.

  The kiss was liquid fire. I saw stars and at once, I had hope.

  I’d brought him back from the brink.

  Finally, I pulled away from his kiss and looked up at him. His eyes still burned bright and his skin was still red, but I could see him in there and not just the beast within.

  “The drones are almost here. We have to get out of here. Is there anywhere safe?” I shouted, the hum of the drones buzzing loud.

  I knew they were close. We only had minutes left.

  His eyes grew wide with fear and his arms tightened around me.

  He held onto me and tore off into the forest. Sprinting through the trees, he held me close as branches and leaves whipped against my naked body. He dove in and out of the trees until finally, he stopped and jostled me to the side. I watched as he pushed a few bushes aside, revealing a metal door beneath the brush. He grabbed the handle and the door flew open. He jumped inside, completely bypassing the ladder that descended down. He landed hard on the ground, at least twenty feet down and the door above slammed closed. He let me go and I landed on my feet as he used both arms to tighten a metal wheel on the wall beside the ladder. I looked above as I watched a giant metal plate move into place, completely cutting us off from the world above us.

  Lights hummed on inside, powered on by some sort of
either generator or other power source. I realized then that Axel had brought us to some underground bunker.

  Before we had too much time to explore, the entire structure began to rumble, and I knew the bombing had begun. I froze, and Axel took me in his arms, taking us further into the bunker. I shut my eyes, trying to focus on the beating of his heart and not the bombs pelleting the surface above, trying not to think how everything could collapse on us from above.

  When I finally opened my eyes again, Axel had brought us into a big, luxurious bedroom. He sat me down on the bed and knelt before me, pressing his lips to my fingertips.

  “We’ll be safe here for the next few days. There’s food and drink, supplies meant to feed a large group rather than just us,” he said.

  “How long will the bombing last?” I whispered, feeling the earth rattle around as one after another bomb exploded above us. I shook with what I could only identify as shock.

  “Another hour or so,” he answered.

  “But you said we’d be here for days? What kind of bomb is this?” I asked.

  “It’s a bomb with a very special addition that my kind is especially weak to. There’s this thing called a Nano swarm, where their only mission is neural shredding. Had I been out there, it would have turned my entire neural system into dust. It wouldn’t have killed me quickly, as my body would fight it, but eventually, I would have been killed,” he explained.

  “And for humans?” I pressed, almost afraid of the answer.

  “Instant death,” he answered.

  I closed my eyes, reeling from the information.

  “We’re safe though, hellcat. Saleos is dead and I’m alive, thanks to you,” he said softly, and I opened my eyes once more, meeting his.

  The fire was gone and what was left was the man I knew. The man I loved. My Axel. My genetically engineered alien super soldier.

  “You were so strong, hellcat. I couldn’t have done it without you. I’d still be out there, out of my mind, but you saved us both,” he added.

  His rough palms drifted up and down my thighs, calming me.

  “You’re afraid, I know. Let me help you forget, Cosima,” he began. “Let me take control and we can escape for a little while together.”

  I nodded gently, and he got up, only to sit down beside me. Quickly, he pulled my naked body over his knees and his rough, big hand settled over top of my backside. Something about it was calming. I knew he wasn’t punishing me but taking complete control of every aspect of my body. I adored him for it.

  If he wanted to spank my ass just because he could, he would.

  I lifted my ass and he palmed it.

  “I think you need a good hard spanking to settle you, hellcat. Then, you’re going to get fucked, good and hard until you’re screaming and begging me to stop. Then I’ll make you come again because I decide when your pleasure ends, and you don’t,” he growled seductively, and my pussy pulsed with pleasure.

  My ass tensed when he lifted his hand, only for it to come back down softly, teasingly.

  “Are you wet, Cosima? Does getting your little ass smacked like a naughty little girl turn you on?” he murmured, and I shivered with pleasure. “Answer me,” he demanded.

  “Yes, sir,” I replied, my voice no louder than a whisper.

  “Good, because you’re going to spend a lot of time over my knees if you’re going to stay with me, hellcat,” he said. My heart felt full. “I like seeing you with a red ass. It reminds you who owns you,” he added.

  I whined softly, slowly becoming nervous, but also very excited and incredibly aroused. The earth still shook around us, bombshells falling well above our heads, but it didn’t matter anymore. Axel was here with me and he had complete control, both of himself and of my body. His fingers ventured up and down the sensitive skin of my backside, caressing me, stoking the fire within me and I sighed softly.

  His palm cracked hard against my ass then and the air rushed out of my lungs in a single loud whoosh. I didn’t fight him as he spanked me, knowing that in that moment, he was giving me exactly what I needed, when I needed it.

  Over and over his hand smacked against my ass. At first, the sting was incessant, almost unbearable, but with time, I felt my pleasure beginning to combat the pain. Each time his palm connected with my skin, a delicious ache would burst over me, taking my breath away, but then, after a few seconds it would bloom into something more pleasurable. My core pulsed, hot and heavy with desire and without even meaning to, my hips rocked back and forth against his thigh, rubbing my naked clit on the rough fabric of his pants.

  He chuckled, spanking me hard for a few moments, making me lose my breath, but still I didn’t fight him. Instead, I just enjoyed myself, finding pleasure within the pain and love in the most unexpected of places.

  Before long, my ass was burning, and my pussy was throbbing for his touch. I wanted more. Needed more and I would do whatever I had to in order to get it.

  I ground my clit into his leg once more, trying to tell him I was ready, but he gripped my ass cheeks in his hands instead, spreading me for his view. I trembled, knowing he could see my tight hole and I felt his body lean over mine.

  I squealed when I felt his wet warm tongue drag across my naughtiest hole and I shivered from the wild pleasure that I felt from it. I trembled with my shame and he did it once again. I shouldn’t have enjoyed that. It was dirty, and it was wrong, but still it felt right with him. It felt perfect. When he did it a third time, I groaned with desire and humiliation.

  Next, he released me, taking me by the waist and throwing me down on my back on the bed. He threw me hard enough to bounce on the mattress and I sucked in a breath of excitement.

  My ass pressed against the soft bed, reigniting the burn from his palm once more and I sighed. He stared down at my naked body expectantly and I hesitantly opened my legs for him, showing him what I was sure was a very wet and very aroused pussy. I could feel my wetness dripping down my folds and my inner thighs as I did so, and he grinned. My pussy clenched hard as he stared down at my nakedness.

  “Look at that wet little mess of a cunt. I can see how eager you are, just lying there, begging for my cock,” he mused.

  I moaned softly under my breath. Leaning forward, his fingers explored every inch of my flesh, strategically avoiding my clit and my breasts at first. My nipples hardened as he teased me and eventually, he pinched the hard little buds. I cried out in pain at first, but then moaned with pleasure. My breath came in hot little pants as my body smoldered beneath his gaze. My back arched as he continued his explorations, and finally, his hand ventured in between my legs.

  Lightly, he allowed his digits to caress my folds, drifting just above my clit and across my thighs, sliding easily through my arousal. I should have been more ashamed of my body’s reactions to him, but I didn’t really care. I wanted more of it.

  “Slick. Wet. Ready for me to fuck you good and hard. Good girl,” he mused, and I shivered with desire.

  My body burned hot, every vein pulsing with pleasure. I lifted my head, breathing heavy with want and watched as he removed his pants. His cock was harder than I had ever seen, a massive club of a shaft that still left me nervous as to if it would even fit inside me. I knew I didn’t have a choice though. He was going to take me because he wanted to, and I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want him to fuck me too.

  He climbed on top of me and my hips automatically rose to meet his. I could feel the heat of his length, sliding along my pussy and I shuddered with ecstasy.

  “God, please!” I begged, unable to help myself.

  He leaned over me, his hands to either side of my head and I sucked in an anxious breath. His lips plundered mine and I opened for him. He kissed me hard, bruising and demanding, capturing me completely within his power.

  All at once, his hips slammed forward, his cock spearing me into two and he sucked in my moan of pain. He took every last ounce of my delicious agony and turned it into pleasure so consuming that I couldn’t think
, feel, or experience anything else but what he wanted me to.

  And I wanted it all.

  His tongue danced with mine and I forgot about anything else in the world other than me and him. In that moment, the world didn’t matter. The only things that did were his touch on my body, his cock in between my legs, and the love the two of us shared.

  His cock slammed into me, again and again. My body struggled to accommodate his massive girth and he didn’t pause to allow me to catch my breath. He used me hard and I loved it. Every last aching inch of it.

  He punished my pussy with his cock and I welcomed it, adored him for it.

  He pulled away from the kiss we had shared and stared down at me. His eyes met mine; I could see the wildness making its way back and I moaned excitedly. Fiery tendrils of a feral animal, a beast with eyes only for me.

  He purred softly, and my body went wild. My pussy clenched around his length and he grinned with victory, slamming into me harder than ever as he took what he wanted, and I willingly gave it to him. My hips rocked back and forth, taking him as deep as I could. I screamed with my pleasure, my need growing with every long, hard stroke. I could feel every ridge as I squeezed around him. He pulsed inside me and a strangled sound of pleasure escaped from my throat. One of his hands slithered around my throat, holding it gently and reminding me that he was in complete control of my body and my pleasure.

  So strong. So powerful and all mine.

  He fucked me even harder. I hadn’t thought that was possible.

  I felt my orgasm rising within me. Pleasure like I’d never known coursed through my veins, catching me up in a powerful riptide that I had no chance of escaping. I felt the wave of passion crest within me and I screamed with pleasure, riding his cock for all I was worth. My skin burned, my nerves tingling with fiery desire.

  Like a hot knife to butter, I melted. Ecstasy raced through my veins and I keened as he fucked me harder than ever. His dick throbbed, and the secondary tendril of his cock captured my clit. He teased my needy bud with it, forcing my orgasm to rise higher and higher until I was sure I was about to burst into flames.