Miah

“Here.”

I open my eyes to see the tall Zoran towering over me. I must have dozed off. I’m surprised he even returned — I thought he was going to abandon me for sure.

“Drink.”

I now see there’s a flask in his hand, and I suddenly realize how incredibly, unbelievably thirsty I am. I gratefully accept and chug the water down, emptying the entire container in one go.

The cold, fresh water feels fantastic. When I’m done, I see Beast is shaking his head.

“I’m sorry,” I stammer. “Was I supposed to save some?”

“You drink like an animal,” he says.

I follow his line of sight to see that copious amounts of water has dripped down my chin, and my top is now soaked. Luckily I’m wearing a bra, or else I’d have given the alien warrior an eyeful.

“Yeah, well, you smell like an animal,” is my weak retort.

“You are correct. We must bathe.”

A shiver runs down my spine. To see him completely naked… I don’t think I could resist taking a peek. I shake my head and try to get the thought of a naked, dripping wet Beast out of my mind.

It doesn’t work.

“We should get out of here,” I say. “We need to get to higher ground so I can orient myself.”

“The sand is not safe,” Beast growls. “I can only run so far. The worms would eat us.”

“We could try to scale the wall outside, try to get up to higher ground?”

“Too risky,” Beast says. “One slip and the worms devour us, and the cliff’s face is incredibly steep. I have a better idea: We go into the tunnel.”

“Into the darkness?”

“Yes. There is river there, and I saw fish in it as well.”

“But does the river lead outside? Or just deeper into the ground?”

The Zoran shakes his head. “I do not know.”

I swallow the lump in my throat. Small spaces make me nervous, and while I can keep it together most of the time, I’m not completely cool with the idea of heading into a cave to nowhere.

“You can try the outside,” Beast answers, gesturing at the sand. “Try your luck with the worms.”

“No, thank you.”

“Good. This is our best option. It has food, water, and shelter, and if the river doesn’t take us outside, we can always travel back.”

“Okay,” I say, taking a deep breath. “Okay. But you have to promise to stay close. I can’t see a damn thing in here. I can barely see you.”

Beast turns around and places my hands on his lower back. I can feel his hard muscles, and it makes my heart beat a bit faster.

“Don’t let go,” he says as he wanders into the darkness.

* * *

Beast

The way the water slipped down her chin, right towards that perfect bosom of hers… it’s as if she was tempting me.

Testing me.

Teasing me.

It took all the willpower in the world to stop myself from reaching out and tearing her wet top right off. Now, her hands are resting on my naked lower back, and every second that passes I feel the heat radiate from the tips of her fingers to every bone in my body.

I lead her into the darkness, going as slow as I can, deeper and deeper underground. I feel her hot breath against my back, hear the rhythmic thumping of her heart, and all of it makes my cock swell once more.

Luckily, it’s so dark in here that the human can’t see. I could take out my hard cock right now and stroke myself to completion, and she would be none the wiser.

That thought makes my member throb even harder.

I resist, though I can’t help but chuckle at the thought. We reach the river and I am glad, for it can give me a moment respite from my wanton thoughts.

“We’re here,” I tell her. “As I’m sure you can hear.”

The water is traveling at a rapid pace, the sounds of the many small waves crashing on the wet stones echoing off the walls.

I guide the human’s hands into the water, and I fill up the flask. A fish darts by, and in a flash I’ve caught it and smack it dead against a stone. The female recoils in surprise at the harsh sound.

“Eat,” I say, thrusting the dead fish into her hands.

“H-how,” she stammers. “Raw? Like this? Shouldn’t you cook it first?”

“How do you propose we do that?”

“Fair point.”

“You need the energy. Eat.”

The both of us eat in silence. It’s not a great meal, but it’s something of substance. Once we’ve regained some of our strength, we continue our journey downward into the bowels of the earth, the human’s warm, welcome hands on my back…

* * *

Miah

To my surprise, Beast is quite a considerate guide. I’m starting to feel safe with my hands pressed against his naked, muscled back, the heat from his body warming me. We head deeper and deeper into the caves, slow and steady. I’ve never been anywhere so dark. The only sensory input I have is the sound of our breathing and the rushing water of the underground river, and the feeling of his naked skin on my fingertips.

Our argument seems a distant memory, though it’s only been a few hours. It’s hard to tell how much time has passed in this darkness.

My foot gets caught behind a rock, and I tumble over, preparing myself mentally for the hard smack — but the Zoran warrior scoops me up before I hit the hit the ground.

“Careful,” he says.

I can feel his hot breath on my neck, and it sends a shiver down my spine. He lowers me down to the ground, and to my surprise, a tinge of regret passes through me. I liked the feel of of being in his arms.

“Th-thank you,” I stammer. “Sorry.”

“Are you okay?”

“Yes, just a bit tired,” I admit. My muscles are starting to ache, but I don’t want to admit it. We’re in deep trouble; sore muscles are the least of my worries. “It’s been a long day.”

“We need to press on.”

“I know.”

“I will carry you.”

“What?”

Heat flushes to my cheeks. If he could see me now, he’d know my face is as red as a beet… wait… he can see in the darkness.

Does the alien warrior have infrared vision?

If so, I’m lighting up like a Christmas tree.

“No,” I say. “I can walk.”

Beast doesn’t wait for my answer. Of course he doesn’t. No, the Zoran scoops me up in those big, strong arms of his. I feel as light as a feather as my arms, instinctively, wrap around his neck.

Before I know what’s happening, we’re on our way, Beast — a famous criminal, a murderer, the Federation’s number one enemy — carrying me like a groom carries his bride.

Fighting it is useless. Where would I go?

The safest place for me is right here.

In his arms.

As crazy as that sounds.

I rest my head against his naked chest, the rhythmic beat of his heart soothing me. I close my eyes, and just like that, I sink into a deep, deep sleep.

* * *

Beast

The human sleeps in my arms. I sensed she was at the end of her rope, but still, she persisted.

She has character.

What would the others think if they saw me now? Carrying a human — one who works for Onyx, at that?

They are the very reason I’m down here.

The reason why Zorans were deported.

The reason why I will never see the rest of my pack again. No matter where we go, the humans will hunt us down.

They are relentless… when it comes to making a profit, that is.

No matter the consequences.

They’ll damn whole planets, wipe out entire indigenous species, if they can make a few credits.

I swore I’d never trust a human again. I swore it on my family, my pack, my whole species. Not after what happened at Pazar.

And yet…

This one is different. I can sense it.

I can’t explain it. It’s a feeling. One that I can’t deny.

If my pack could see me now…

Oh, who am I kidding?

I’ll never see my pack again.

They’re all dead, imprisoned, or in hiding.

My old life is over.

All that matters right now is survival.

Pazar, New Exon, Earth; it’s all lightyears away to me. I have to make the best of this situation. I can’t worry about the past, or what the future will bring.

All that matters is the present.

And in the present, I’m carrying a beautiful human female in my arms, her scent making my heart race and my member throb with desire…