One of his wings dipped down, and he curved through the air, an absolute vision of predatory grace, and for the first time, a small spike of fear rose up in me. I let out another scream that had a lot more scream and a lot less giggle, and turned to run back the other way. I didn't make it far before the wind whipped around me, knocking me forward. Before I hit the ground, huge claws curved around me, catching me around the chest, belly,and thighs. They were broad and smooth, and didn't cut my skin, but the sudden lurch of gravity caused my stomach to plummet like I was on a rollercoaster, and the ground swept away from me at an alarming rate.
This time, my scream was very real.
As was my delight.
My mate held me against his chest, and I felt the broad warmth of his body, like a mountain radiating heat that had been stored in its stone throughout the day. His grip was gentle and warm, and I felt safe even as he tucked his wings and dove back down to the ground, backwinging at the last moment to settle down on his haunches, one front paw on the ground.
He strode through the huge archway, carrying me into a virtual den of luxury. I caught glimpses of gold before I was lowered down into a bed of softness. I ran my hands over synthetic furs, new, glorious fabrics that had come to Earth through our new access to alien marketplaces, renowned for their texture and ease of cleaning. I didn't have any time to admire them before he was over me, his wings spreading to cage me in, blocking my view of the room so that nothing existed but the gigantic monster that consumed my existence.
He was humanoid in all the ways that mattered for psychological comfort, but that didn't matter. What mattered was how he was different, how he was monstrous in his massive form and glimmering scales, his intelligence clouded by the sheer physical need to breed me, as the mating contract had promised.
He pressed his snout against me, sniffing me as he nosed his way down my body.
I giggled, running my hands over his strong brow, feeling the curve of his horns as he seized my skirt between his sharp teeth and, with a gentle yank, tore it from my body. My top got the same treatment, then his head was pushing open my legs, andhis huge, black tongue lapped at me, stroking over the full curve of my mound. I gasped as my hips arched up with the rough lick. Then he did it again, and again, his tongue rolling across me, licking my opening, my folds, then all the way up to my cleavage, his tongue swirling and lapping them, flesh dragging over the peaks as he tasted my flesh, his sharp teeth barely brushing against my skin. Then he nuzzled his way back down, licking me firmly between the apex of my legs, responding to me, chasing my hips as I arched and writhed with his attention, my pleasure flashing through my body as I lost myself to the overwhelming sensation.
Then I was curling in on myself, my hands reaching out to clutch at his horns as my hips bucked and I ground myself against his hot, wet flesh and shattered with the stars that exploded within me, supernovas of delight that tore me to pieces at his unrelenting touch.
I looked down to see him roll his tongue inward on both sides, forming a smaller cylinder, something I would be able to just get my middle finger and thumb to touch if I wrapped them around it. He slapped it down against my belly, then dragged it down over my sensitive nub, sending shivers of shock through me as I gasped, oversensitive and yet still yearning. He pushed his rolled-up tongue into me, stretching me, filling me until it was in me all the way, his teeth grazing my inner thighs as I let them fall fully open.
"Vaelith!" I gasped out as he began to fuck me with his tongue, in and out, loud slurps as he drank me down and filled me up with his warm saliva. I felt a pressure as he began to unfurl his tongue inside of me, still moving it in and out with languid motions, his eyes focused on me, pupils blown out as he responded to my every motion as if it was an attempt to escape, and chased after it, increasing the velocity and surge of his motions until I was climaxing again, this time from deep within,a raunchy raw cry coming from my mouth as my lower abdomen tensed and I felt myself clutching inside as he spread me even wider, his tongue rolling inside of me, teasing over the bumpy softness of my pleasure center.
I came down from it, my hips twitching, my breath gasping, as I lay there on the soft surface, his huge wings still blocking me from any sight but his glorious dominance. He withdrew his tongue, lifted his head, and his claws eased under me, wrapping one of the soft furs around my waist so that it was in between my bare flesh and his claws. His other paw was buried in the fabric below me. He lifted me away from the fabric just a little as he shifted his body over me. I watched as the soft scales of his chest turned into his underbelly as he repositioned us. Suddenly, I realized it was time for the event I had desired, feared, and trained for.
My feet brushed against his lower belly, and I widened them as far as I could. There was no way they would fit around his torso, but part of the mate training they put me through was a technologically aided stretching routine. Space alien magic got me my middle splits in record time, so I was ready to go for being flattened against him. He angled my body, bringing my opening against the massive head of his oversized meat.
"I'm ready!" I called out, not knowing if my words would get through the haze of his rut but feeling the desire to reassure him, even if he was focused on mounting and breeding me like a wild beast instead of the man he could transform into. I couldn't wait to get to know him, to spend my life traveling and being treated like a treasure, with my every whim and desire provided for, his only ask of me that I spread my legs and take his log like the monsterfucker I always wanted to be.
He grunted, and the tip of him pressed against me.
He began humping, a slow, gentle motion where he coaxed himself into me centimeter by centimeter as I took deepbreaths and tried to relax, letting him penetrate and spread me, rearranging me as he slowly used my body like a human-sized fleshlight, fisting me down onto his inside, rearranging size. As he reached the inside portion of my clitoral flower, I spasmed, my insides clenching and sucking at him as another climax crashed through me in unstoppable waves.
He shoved me down on his dick, sliding all the into me with a growl that vibrated all the way through me, the extra appendage shoving through my folds to hit my clit, taking my peak and smacking it straight up to another level as I came undone, again and again, stuffed, filled, and overwhelmed by the sensation of him spending his hot seed into me, my hole plugged up so completely that there was no where for it to go but deeper, molten fire of primal need that was warm and perfect with every crashing wave of pleasure that carried me through the experience.
I couldn't speak, I could only make garbled sounds as he began to use me, the breeding not done just because he had reached his own peak for the first time. The hot, wet noises filled the air with slapping slurping as he slid me up and down his length, fisting my body and squeezing me tight, not so tight that I could breath, but so tight that he had to be able to feel himself as he destroyed me and remade me a new into a toy that served his pleasure while getting lost in her own.
Then we reached another peak together, and all I could do was surrender to it, to him, as he carried me away.
Chapter
Four
VAELITH
My mate was passed out in my claws, her limbs limp, her head rolled back as I twitched inside her, filling her with even more of my seed. The first urgent madness of my rut had faded, leaving behind only the hardness of my length while giving me the clarity of mind to rock back on my haunches, holding her carefully in place as I looked at the readings on her medical wrist unit, ensuring her vitals were strong and that there had been no serious damage from the mating. I smiled at the readings. The Chyrrith scientists, the ones the Norratar had running this program, had provided me with all the details of her preparation so that I could bring it back to my people. I set the scanner down.
It was good that she was unconscious for this next part.
I shifted back while still inside her, my form growing smaller as I cradled her in my arms, gently lowering us both down to the furs. I arranged her, rotating her to her side with me behind her so she would wake comfortably, even as I pumped my smaller length inside of her until it swelled down at the base to the same size as my larger form, locking me inside of her. I would lie withher while she slept, and every time she woke, I would stroke her between her legs until she clenched down on me, her body sucking more of my seed into her.
I settled down, activated my wrist unit, and ordered food and beverages to be delivered by automatic trays. I reviewed my messages about the other tasks I'd set in motion, noting the ones I knew she would want to know about.
I would be fine for some time, but she would need to eat and drink while I bred her.
I held her against me, pressing my nose into her hair, delighting in the soft scent of her. We barely knew each other. She had agreed to be mine, to let me devote myself to her, and I would spend every day of the rest of our long lives proving to her that she had made the right choice. I ran a finger along the small scales that were starting to take shape along her bare arm, the hint of the transformation that was to come. It would take time, and many breedings.
The choice she made to be with me wasn't just leaving her homeworld behind; it was a choice to outlive all the humans she had ever known, to go out into a new world of time where lifetimes of exploration and discovery awaited, where any experience she wanted to have could be explored and devoured, all the precious treasures captured and collected.
She was mine, I was hers, and I couldn't wait to get to know who we became together.
