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A spear is thrust at the very last second, finding the throat of the creature with the accuracy of a seasoned hunter. It impales itself with the force of its own powerful leap. The same energy designed to kill me was his undoing. A gush of blood explodes from the spear wound, coating me from head to toe. It would be a great honor, if not for the fact that I have not claimed the creature’s life. That honor belongs to a greater warrior than I.
I turn and see the human behind me, holding the spear in both hands. She did not bear the weight of the creature, because she had the sense to let the end of the spear slam against the bone ground. The weight of the creature was its own undoing.
For a brief, brilliant moment, I see the human as she has tried so hard to stop me from seeing her. I see her strong. I see her powerful. I see her ruthless and unafraid. I see an entirely different person.
She drops her gaze, lowers her head, and rounds her shoulders as soon as I make eye contact with her, hiding all those things.
“A… are you alright?”
“Yes,” I say. “You saved my life, human.”
She gives a little shrug. “I owed you. You’ve saved my life a hundred times at least.”
She is downplaying this moment, this glorious kill. I have never seen a single strike so perfectly placed. Perhaps it was chance, but I do not believe in chance. I think she is a warrior, whether she acknowledges it or not.
I do not press the issue, because I do not want to force her into the lies she will inevitably tell to try to hide her true nature from me, unaware that it shines through her in every breath she takes. The longer we spend together, the more I see of her.
I skin the creature and harvest as much of the meat as we can carry. This will nourish us all the way to alpha colony if dried. The big cat makes for a heavy pelt, and it will take many days of drying, but we are nearly out of the bone fields, and on the other side there are salt flats adjoining the ocean.
I had planned to rush toward Alpha Colony as fast as possible, but I intend to honor this kill and the hunter who brought it down. My feelings toward Tarni have been labile all this time, shifting, changing, deepening, and becoming more tender. Now they burst forth with gratitude.
“Tarni,” I say when she has finished the meal I prepared for the pair of us. “I would like to mate with you. Does that sound agreeable?”
She stares at me. “What does ‘mate with me’ mean?”
I need to be more clear. “I want to reward you and honor you. And I want to fuck you.”
“Oh,” she says. “Yes. I think I would like that.”
Our words are stiff and formal at first, but when I take her in my arms and press a careful kiss to her cheek, lips, and neck, and when I undo the bindings of the clothing I made for her when she was nothing but an animal to me, passion flares.
This has been between us from the beginning, a tension born in fear and hatred, now unleashed in physical passion. She tries to speak, but I cut her words off. I do not want to talk. When we talk we risk exposing ourselves, and I do not think either one of us is interested in the truth right now.
My clothing is removed, my body as naked as hers. She stares at me with incredulous eyes, running her tender fingers over the large slabs of muscle. I am so much larger than her in every way, including my cock, which rises emerald green from the apex of my thighs in a thick and imposing erection.
“You are so big,” she marvels, wrapping both of her hands around my cock. She does not cover all of it even in a twin grasp. “You could kill me with this thing.”
“I will be careful,” I promise. “Is this what you imagined when you toyed with yourself yesterday? Did you imagine a big, savage cock to claim you?”
“Yes,” she admits, blushing furiously.
I can smell her arousal, and I know she is ready for me. She has been ready for some time, existing in a state of almost continuous desire. I have kept myself at a distance, not wanting to encourage this kind of bonding. After all, once we reach Colony Alpha…
She puts her lips to the head of my cock and all thoughts of the colony disappear.
She has ignited my mating fever, and I can no longer physically stand being without her. I need to be inside her body. I need to stretch her. I need to claim her.
I pick Tarni up and lay her down on the mossy ground beneath me. She spreads her legs, a dark and pretty down of hair failing to hide the pink chalice of her pussy. She is making this easy for me. Or perhaps she is just so eager to be mated, she does not care for displays of maidenly shame.
I can tell she is not a virgin. I can only imagine she has been used before. I will not only use her. I will take her. I lower my hips and let the imposing length of my cock press over her pussy lips, and up and over her belly, measuring the depth. It will not be possible to fully enter her. It would kill her. But I will be careful. I will give her everything she needs.
The way her eyes widen when the thick green head of my dick starts to stretch her is so beautiful I can barely stand to keep myself back. It is tempting to simply surge inside her. Every instinct I have demands I claim her. She is hotter and tighter than I imagined. But she can take me. She will take me.
I claim her in the mating press, her thighs bent back nearly double with her body, my cock surging inside her spread pussy with rough domination. She is mine. Mine with every tight squeezing motion of her slippery wet cunt.
She reaches up for me, holding onto my horns, using them as grips to keep herself in position as I fuck her with ruthless strokes, feeling her tight human walls gripping my savage cock with obvious eagerness.
I have wanted this since I first laid eyes on her broken body beneath the mantid. I loathed myself for the desire. I thought it was twisted, or perhaps even perverse. But this was the natural outcome of things. This was what destiny and instinct had in store for us.
