6 Highway Haven

 

Abby

Abby nibbled her lip while staring at the hotel phone, debating if it was safe to call Hope. No doubt the Feds located them using her credit card. Who was to say they hadn’t tapped her sister’s phone, or the whole damn family for that matter?

“Nope, nope.” She threw her hands up. “Sorry, Hope. I know you’re going to freak out, but I can’t risk it.” She backed away from the phone like it was going jump out and bite her. “Shit! I hope they don’t detain her when she gets to the club. Maybe the cops will be gone already. Please, Hope, just keep driving if you see things are sketchy.”

Abby squeezed her eyes shut and concentrated real hard, attempting to send a mental message to Hope. It was incredibly foolish, but aliens were real, why not a little telepathy between sisters?

Her eyes went wide as saucers when the bathroom door flew open and Ash stormed into the room, like a soaking wet rampaging bull. His lips were curled back exposing sharp fangs as a fearsome growl vibrated out. Ash turned left, then right, then stopped dead in his tracks.

“Who were you talking to?” Confusion morphed his face.

She relaxed, realizing what happened. For a moment, she thought they were in danger.

“I was just talking to myself. There’s no one else here.” She put her hand to her chest, willing her heart to stop beating a million miles a minute.

“Oh. Sorry I frightened you.”

Water dripped from Ash’s disheveled silver hair, running down his bare chest. She followed the rivulets over and between his pecs, down to the stacked muscles of his abs, then gaped.

“Um, Ash?”

He was naked as the day he was born. His cock hung heavy between his corded thighs. The man was thick and long, with a broad crown. He was built just like she was familiar with, except his shaft was studded like a tricked-out sex toy. She knew she should look away but couldn’t. She couldn’t even lift her jaw from the floor. Ash’s cock grew stiffer the longer she stared, and her breath burst out in an audible shocked gasp. How could he possibly get any bigger?

“Abigail,” Ash husked her name.

She jerked her gaze to his face. This was the first time he’d said her real name. Despite the sensual velvety deep tone, she also heard the warning in his voice. She was frozen by his penetrating dark eyes. A frisson of nervous desire coursed through her as she realized she was tempting a barely leashed beast by staring.

“Sorry.” She licked her dry lips.

Ash stared at her breasts heaving in the bustier. Her nipples stiffened to hard points under his heated gaze. A subtle growl vibrated in Ash’s throat, growing deeper by the moment. She couldn’t catch her breath. The room felt like it was closing in on them. Ash was so damn imposing and tall. She backed up, attempting to get a grasp on her wayward emotions.

The slight move broke their feverish standoff. Ash swiftly captured her, his steely arms banding around her as his mouth found hers. The tension that had been building between them exploded. She opened up, reveling in the spicy sweet flavor that burst in her mouth. She shoved her tongue into Ash’s mouth, wanting more of the intoxicating treat. Their tongues collided, desperate and hungry.

Her knees gave out and she collapsed onto the edge of the bed. Ash followed her down, their mouths still connected. His hands tangled in her hair as he consumed her lips. For being new to kissing, he learned fast. She reeled at the euphoric tingling sensation that rapidly spread from where their lips meshed, wreaking havoc on all her senses. Her nipples ached and her clit throbbed, all from just one heated kiss. She gripped Ash’s broad shoulders, attempting to hold onto a shred of sanity.

Ash released her mouth. “Tell me, no,” he growled into her ear.

His mouth enveloped her earlobe and laved it, before moving lower. She took in rapid breaths as he placed open mouth kisses along the curve of her neck. The sensation of his fangs grazing her skin made her shiver. Ash reached the swell of her breasts and paused. He looked up at her with those fathomless ebony eyes, and the desire she saw swimming in their depths promised ecstasy.

“Tell me no,” Ash insisted again as he hovered over her breasts.

That would’ve been the smart thing to do, but she was way past that point. Her back arched, pressing her breast against Ash’s waiting mouth. He released a deep rumble of satisfaction as he gripped the bustier and ripped it down the middle. She gasped at the intensity of the impatient act.

Ash wrapped his lips around one turgid peak, his large hand palming the other. Abby kneaded his muscular shoulders as he laved her nipple. With each pull she felt a responding tug on her clit and her pussy flooded with more moisture. She rubbed her legs together to relieve the building ache. Abby whimpered when Ash released her nipple. He took in several deep huffing breaths as he moved lower, his nose tracing the swell of her stomach, till he reached the waistband of her shorts.

“I want to taste you.” His voice was deep and guttural.

Abby shivered as she reached for the button on her fly. Her fingers fumbled, and Ash had to help her. He quickly had her shorts undone, tugging them down along with her panties. Ash hastily pulled them off her ankles, leaving the strappy borrowed heels she wore. He sat at the end of the bed staring at the view of her naked body. A twinge of embarrassment filled her. She’d never had someone study her with such intensity. She attempted to close her legs, wondering if Ash was reconsidering this or found her lacking in some way.

“No.” Ash pushed her knees wider. She relaxed, realizing he was curious.

Ash grabbed her foot, lifted it to his mouth and kissed the inside of her ankle, then worked his way up her body. She bit her lip when he reached her thighs, knowing how wet she was. He extended one long finger and traced the seam of her pussy.

“You are so pink here.” He teased her moist lips, splaying them to see her hidden flesh. “Look at how wet you are,” Ash groaned in appreciation, as his fingertip rimmed the mouth of her vagina. “What is this little bead of flesh?” Ash asked, his finger grazing her swollen clit.

“My clit.” Abby pulled in a sudden breath, stunned by how sensitive she was.

“So, it’s true you have a pleasure center outside your body.” He gently rolled her slick clit.

“Yes,” she panted, pleasure arcing up her spine.

It felt like slow motion as Ash leaned forward, his tongue peeked out and circled her swollen nub while he intently watched her reaction. Her hands flew to his head and gripped his silver hair. Ash growled and attacked her clit with increased fervor, licking and sucking. His fingers found her quivering slit and slid in, stretching her inner walls. He pressed deeper, his knuckles grazing her nerve-laden flesh. She shoved her pelvis against Ash’s mouth and questing fingers as the pleasure mounted.

“Ash,” she panted as she started writhing.

He growled in response, sending vibrations through her clit. She cried out and bucked, attempting to flee the chaotic pleasure lashing her. Ash snarled and threw one arm over her waist, pinning her where he wanted her. His fingers thrust and twist, while his tongue rapidly flicked across her heated flesh. Abby mewled, tremors coursing through her, and then she broke. A flood of moisture and spasms erupted in her channel as the orgasm stole over her.

“Abby,” Ash rasped, his voice deep and filled with desire.

She opened her eyes to see him prowling up her body. He was painfully sexy. Oh, those strong arms, broad tattooed shoulders, muscular chest and abs. She bit her lip as she stared at his ribbed cock where it brushed against her thigh. Trepidation and want worked through her at the impressive girth and length aimed for her trembling pussy.

“If I take you, I’m going to make you mine,” Ash rumbled.

He came down on top of Abby, meeting her face to face, his arms braced on either side of her. She could only nod, seeing the savage need swirling in his dark eyes. Ash’s mouth claimed hers in a searing kiss, and she could taste herself on him. He nudged her legs wide, making room for his hips in the cradle of her thighs. Abby wrapped her legs around him, her heels coming to rest on the swell of his tight ass.

The engorged head of Ash’s cock pressed against her entrance, sliding in her moisture, as he attempted to penetrate her. The stretching sensation intensified the more he worked his thick crown into her body. Her pussy spasmed as she tried to accommodate his girth. She gasped into Ash’s mouth and gripped his straining shoulders with clamoring hands when the bulbous tip finally breached her.

A sheen of sweat erupted on her body as Ash pushed deeper. The knots ringing his shaft abraded her sensitive flesh. She tore her mouth from his and released whimpering pants. It was such sweet agony.

“I’m hurting you,” he groaned, his lips nuzzling her ear, while he pulled out slightly.

“No.” She tightened her legs around Ash’s hips, halting his retreat.

Ash kissed her shoulder before attempting to bury any more of his obscene length inside her. She stroked his muscular back, loving the way he trembled beneath her palms. He was just as affected as she was. Ash licked the crook of her neck and she tilted her head, giving him free reign to kiss the sensitive spot that made her shiver.

Her hips shifted, needing Ash to move. That kicked off a series of tremors in her pussy. Ash released a feral sound when she clamped down on the head of his cock. He bit down on her shoulder, his sharp fangs sinking deep, and she cried out. The piercing pain was quickly replaced by a delirious heat that suffused through her body. Abby arched her back as intense, unadulterated pleasure seized her. Ash’s mouth worked on her shoulder and she felt more of the liquid nirvana pump into her. His drugged kiss sent her pussy into uncontrolled spasms.

The beast of a man snarled into her shoulder and thrust hard, his cock impaling her to the hilt. She keened with pleasure and pain, her nails digging into his shoulders. More of the salacious chemical inundated her bloodstream as he began stroking in and out of her slick channel. The knots on his cock lit up her nerve-laden walls.

“Ash,” Abby moaned and bucked as the pleasure careened through her.

Each time his crown struck her G-spot, her muscles seized. Over and over, faster and faster he hammered. Her moans, pants and cries mixed with Ash’s strained grunts and the sound of slapping flesh. Her fingers and toes curled as the ecstasy swirled and built upon itself. The orgasm struck hard, sending a hailstorm of convulsions ripping through her pussy. Her back bowed off the bed, a broken cry piercing her lips. Ash impaled her deep, erupting with an echoing snarl. Jets of hot seed made her channel clench even tighter, milking his cock.

“You are mine, Abby.” Ash collapsed atop her, then rolled to the side, tugging her onto his chest along with the blankets.

Abby smiled blissfully, reveling in his rapid heartbeat, as she drifted into a peaceful deep sleep.

 

Ashtoret de Origa

Ashtoret awoke feeling the bed move. He smiled seeing Abby’s lush creamy body saunter toward the washroom. He loved the way her full hips swayed and her ass bounced as she wandered into the other room.

My mate is gorgeous, he grinned wider as he rolled onto his back, folding his hands beneath his head.

He was glad it wasn’t quite light out yet. He was eager to languish in bed with Abby for a few more hours. Last night was better than he ever imagined it would be.

“What are you smiling about?” Abby asked as she emerged from the washroom and climbed onto the bed.

“I think you know.” He threw back the covers for her to join him.

Abby glanced at his stiff shaft and grinned. “Oh, I think I can see.”

He chuckled at her response and the way she wagged her brows.

Abby crawled toward the pillow. The erotic sight forced a groan past his lips as his inner beast stirred to life. He rose, knelt behind her, and began massaging her creamy ass. She wiggled her butt at him.

“Are you sore?” he asked as he attempted to tamp down on the rising need. He hadn’t been as gentle as he should’ve been with his bonded.

“No, not really. That bite of yours packs quite a punch.” Abby pushed her bottom back against his squeezing hands.

“That’s because you respond to my conjugo bite, just like I imagined you would,” he replied, pride and lust lacing his voice.

He splayed Abby’s cheeks to reveal her pink center. Ashtoret was amazed to find her glistening and slick with desire again. He always assumed his fellow warriors were exaggerating when they spoke about being able to mount their human mates all night long. But unlike a Cadi female, after just a short rest Abby was ready for him again.

Unbelievable!

He gently ran his finger through the moisture slickening Abby’s cleft. She moaned and rocked back against him when he circled her clit. She not only had the pleasure center on the inside of her tight slick channel, like Cadi females, but also this one on the outside. The bead of flesh was an unexpected treat. It peeked from her pink folds, eager for his attention. Such an easily accessible erogenous zone offered a host of salacious possibilities. He could feast on Abby’s body for hours listening to her moans and cries of pleasure. Just the thought of it had him hard enough he could burst.

“Roll over, female, I’m going to mount your sexy body again,” he rasped.

“No.” Abby glanced over her shoulder at him.

“You deny me?” His brows furrowed, wondering if perhaps he was wrong, and she wasn’t ready for him again. Abby certainly seemed slick enough, and the little mewls she made as he played with her body indicated she was willing.

“No, I’m not denying you.” She wiggled her behind, teasing him.

“Then roll over, Abby.”

“I want you like this.” Abby smiled at him, while she knelt on all fours.

Ashtoret tilted his head as he considered her position. This wasn’t one he was familiar with.

“Don’t tell me you’ve never had sex doggy style,” Abby giggled as she swayed her ass temptingly.

“It is not something the Cadi do.” Perhaps it was their tail that made it difficult, although animals seemed to figure it out. And animalistic certainly described the desire rising in him. “But I’m seeing the potential,” he rumbled eagerly.

He gripped Abby’s hips, lined up his shaft and shoved forward. She was still tight as a glove, squeezing him with her quivering wet sheath, but this time it was easier to breach her.

“Fuck,” Abby shouted the sexy groan as he burrowed deep into her body.

Ashtoret snarled as bliss gripped him. He could go so much deeper like this. He pulled back and thrust again, his hips meeting her full ass.

“Yes, Ash,” she called out while tossing her head.

Abby reached back and started playing with her clit as he started pumping his hips in a steady rhythm. Her channel quaked and spasmed harder around his shaft, making his pace become erratic. He tried to temper his passion for fear of hurting his little human mate, but it was hard; she was so sexy writhing in front of him, her spine arching.

“Harder. Faster, Ash,” Abby panted.

“Mother of Kali,” he groaned in disbelief as he hammered into her.

Abby’s arms gave way and she collapsed on the mattress. He followed her down. His hips curled faster and harder like she demanded. His tight balls slapped against her cleft with every glorious lunge. Abby cried in pleasure, her fingers gripping the covers. Her slick channel convulsed hard around his arousal and he nearly exploded but wanted more.

Ashtoret wedged his hand beneath Abby and found her swollen, pulsing clit. He vigorously rubbed it, eliciting a sweet keening cry from her lips as her body clamped down on his shuttling length. He pushed past her impossibly tight ring of quivering muscles, chasing a glory unlike anything he’d ever experienced.

He salivated, the conjugo serum meant just for her filling his mouth. Ashtoret struck, sinking his fangs into Abby’s shoulder, adding a second claim beside the first. She bucked and shuddered beneath him, chanting his name with ragged delirious cries. Amazingly, the spasms wracking Abby’s sheath deepened as she flooded with more nectar. The far recesses of her channel contracted in pulsing waves, insistently massaging his crown. He roared out his ecstasy as he thrust home. His seed erupted in jets, bathing her quaking womb. Abby’s entire body seized in a paroxysm of pleasure when the chemical in his release hit her bloodstream.

Ashtoret almost collapsed in exhaustion on top of his little mate but caught himself. She got him so worked up he didn’t know which way his tail pointed. He rolled to the side, taking her with him, his pulsing shaft still buried in her body. As he closed his eyes, the thought of Abby swelling with his young made him smile.