9 Bonded

 

Ashtoret de Origa

“Fuck me, Ash,” Abby moaned. “Take it out. I changed my mind.”

“I’m sorry it hurts so bad, Peanut.” Ashtoret grimaced.

“Shhh, shhh, shhh,” she panted, holding her head.

He wasn’t sure why the language implant hurt so bad when assimilated as an adult. Jorg their medic explained it, but he still couldn’t fathom why they couldn’t solve the issue.

Every one of his senses was heightened and focused on Abby since he gave her the conjugo mark. It wasn’t just that he hated seeing his bonded in pain, he could feel it. It radiated from her with every tremor. The acrid scent of it burned his nose.

I should’ve waited. It would be good having Abby understand him without his handheld doing the translating, but this was not the glorious aftermath to their reunion he desired.

“It’ll pass soon.” He gently rocked Abby while rubbing her back, helpless to do anything else.

Abby’s head popped up, her eyes impossibly wide.

“What is wrong?” Fear suddenly filled him.

She traced his lips then squeezed his cheeks. He sighed in relief when a smile cracked her mouth. Abby’s expression was still pained, but there was also awe in her eyes.

“Say something else,” she insisted.

“What would you like me to say, my beautiful bonded?” He smiled at the happy wonder replacing the pain in Abby’s eyes. He wanted the first words she heard from his lips to be memorable. “I could tell you how unbelievably sexy you are. That the hot way you writhe impaled on my shaft is unlike anything I could’ve ever imagined.”

Abby straddled his lap, her eyes drifting to a seductive half-lidded stare as she leaned in close to his mouth.

“Yeah, that’s just as sexy as those delicious growls.” She brushed her lips against his and he wrapped his arms around her.

“Or I could tell you how unbelievably lucky I am to have found you. I never imagined bonding with someone who is not only gorgeous, but funny, resilient, and brave. I am humbled and overjoyed you’ve agreed to be mine and will come home with me.”

“Oh, Ash. I’ve fallen pretty hard for you, too.” The catch in Abby’s voice spoke volumes.

Ashtoret gripped Abby tight as their lips met. Their kiss was passionate and sweet, conveying the emotions they couldn’t begin to express in words.

“I’m going to mount you if we continue this,” he groaned, loving the way Abby felt in his arms.

“You are a sweet talker,” she laughed.

“Are you hungry?”

“I think I could eat.” Abby nodded.

He picked Abby up and carried her out of the room. They reached the mess hall to find a few Cadi, Hope and Aculus still relaxing after the evening meal. Abby’s sister was busy scrolling through human music being transmitted by the Earth satellites. The cacophony blared through the sound system.

“Is this going to be okay?” he asked, worried it would aggravate Abby’s lingering headache.

“Yeah, the headache’s mostly gone. Hey, stop here, I like this one,” Abby declared to Hope as he set her down.

“The Rolling Stones are pretty classic.” Hope nodded. “I think this is a German station.”

Abby did a little twirl as she shimmied toward her sister. He admired the way his bonded moved to the music. Her hips swayed seductively, hypnotizing him. She lacked a tail, but that didn’t make her ass any less sexy. The way it bounced in those tight blue pants made him salivate with the desire to bite it. Hope laughed and did her own dance, meeting Abby in the center of the room. He wasn’t the only one who was smitten, the females had the attention of every male there.

“Hey. I’m sorry I snapped at you earlier.” Abby gave Hope a big hug.

“Christ, Abby, you’ve got just fucked hair.” Hope thought she spoke quietly enough only Abby could hear, but she forgot the rest of them had better hearing than a human.

“I do not!” Abby retorted.

“You sound jealous, Nadzia,” Aculus barked with a hearty laugh. “I would be happy to remedy that.” The male cocked one bony brow as he opened his arms in a welcoming gesture.

“Shut it, bonehead, or I’ll find a way to shove my size seven tennis shoe up your ass. Those kinds of come-ons might work on an oversexed girl with five boobs from Rigel Nine, but not me. I’m not interested in some space playboy.” Hope cast Aculus a huffy stare. The armored warrior just grinned back.

Abby gripped Hope’s shoulders, capturing her attention.

“I’m going with Ash when all this is over. We’re really good together.”

“But, Abby…” Hope’s chin trembled.

“I know. I love you.” Abby hugged her sister tight.

Ashtoret grabbed food from the galley, letting Abby have a moment with her sister. He was happy to have Abby, but that also meant her family would be losing her, and Abby would miss them in return. The only thing that kept him from feeling like a total bastard was that Providence waited on Cadi. He returned and set two platters on the table. Abby was sitting next to Hope, and they were both trying valiantly not to cry. Aculus handed the females some napkins.

“Thanks,” Hope sniffed and mopped her eyes.

“My pleasure.” Aculus placed a gentle hand on Hope’s shoulder, casting her a concerned look before stepping back. The bony warrior was as considerate as he was antagonistic.

Abby smiled sadly at him when he pushed a plate her way.

“Those are good,” Hope sniffled, pointing to the Osivoire dried legume.

Hope leaned against Abby as she ate in silence, both soaking up their time together.

“Did you want to attempt to contact the male you spoke of?” Aculus eventually broke the silence.

Hope nodded.

“Do you feel all right about this?” Ashtoret asked Abby. They’d barely had time to rest from their ordeal.

“Yes, of course. We need to find Dad and Vintor as soon as possible.”

Once they were done eating, they followed Aculus to a small meeting room.

“After we connect, just speak and he’ll be able to hear you,” Aculus instructed.

“All right, let’s do this.” Abby nodded and sat at the oval table.

One of Aculus’ crewman tapped on the console. A staticky sound was followed by a repetitive tone.

“Hello,” a male answered.

“Frank, it’s Abby and Hope,” Abby replied.

“Abby! Where are you girls?” Frank sounded concerned, almost frantic, which pleased Ashtoret. Although the females knew Frank well, he couldn’t say the same.

“We’re safe. Did you know Ops trashed our house and took Dad?”

“I learned. Girls, I’m catching wind of some real disturbing intel and you’ve stepped right into the thick of it.”

“That’s an understatement. Frank, do you know where they’re keeping Dad?” Hope inquired, cutting to the chase.

“I have my suspicions. Look, girls, I’m worried about you. Where can I come get you?”

He watched Aculus bring up a map of the coastline on the screen. The bony warrior silently pointed to a few areas where they could land. Abby gestured to a spot and Hope nodded.

“We can meet at the zoo,” Abby suggested.

“I would feel better if I came and got you. You’re not safe,” Frank insisted.

“We’ll call you, noon tomorrow, and tell you where to find us at the zoo,” Abby reiterated.

“Fine,” Frank sighed unhappily. “That’s a good place. If you can make it there, it will be hard for the DOD to get to you without creating a scene.”

“Tomorrow then.” Hope nodded even though Frank couldn’t see her, and the transmission went silent.

“Now to get you females ready,” Aculus announced. “Let’s go to medical.”

Ashtoret tilted his head in confusion as they followed the bony warrior to the ship’s clinic. Aculus pulled an injector out and turned toward the females.

“Fuck.” “Not again,” Hope and Abby declared at once.

“This won’t hurt. It’s a tracker.” Aculus approached Hope. “If something happens, we’ll be able to locate you.”

“Except Vintor had a tracker and we’re unable to locate him,” Ashtoret countered.

“Your trackers have limited capabilities. This is Osivoire technology.” Aculus waved the injector.

“Don’t ever let Tytus hear you say that, he’d weep.” The Cadi engineer coveted and hoarded every bit of tech he could get his hands on in an attempt to make up for lost time. It was depressing to think how much Cadi sacrificed warring with themselves.

“Oh, I know,” Aculus chuckled. “I’ll help get the Cadi up to speed.” He then sobered. “I’m sorry I didn’t think to do this before you went planet-side. I assumed we wouldn’t have these problems given how undeveloped the humans are.”

“Hey!” Hope groused, not appreciating the comment.

“I meant no offense, ivory beauty.”

“Whatever.” Hope rolled her eyes. “Since I don’t want to be ghosted, where do you need to put this tracker thing?”

“In the flesh of your perfectly round backside,” Aculus replied, his gaze roaming over Hope.

“Ha! You’ve been trying to get me out of my pants from the moment I stepped onto this ship,” Hope retorted, her eyes narrowing on the bony warrior.

“This is becoming entertaining. Who do you think is going to give in first?” Abby asked him.

“Your sister seems adamant, but Aculus is also rather persistent,” he chuckled.

Hope glared at them while Aculus grinned and nodded in confirmation.

“Hope, just get over it and drop-trou.” Abby unbuttoned her jeans and exposed herself to Ashtoret.

He was so distracted by the sight he almost didn’t catch the injector Aculus tossed. He cupped the shelf of Abby’s creamy rear, enjoying the slight weight in his hands. She glanced back at him with one brow raised in amusement. He winked, squeezed a fleshy spot and injected the tracker.

“Not so bad, right? Nothing to be afraid of,” Aculus commented.

“I’m not afraid.” Hope scowled at the Osivoire. “Fine, just do it and get it over with.” Hope pulled down her pants and stuck her ass out at Aculus. “Get a good look, bonehead, cuz it’ll be your last.”

He repressed the laugh bubbling in his throat at the expression on Aculus’ face. The male stared at Hope’s behind like he was seeing the Promised Land.

“You have two seconds,” Hope informed Aculus when the bony warrior’s hand lingered on her rear a little too long.

Aculus grunted and injected her. Hope immediately pulled her pants up.

“Now it’s your turn,” Abby informed Ashtoret.

He grabbed the injector off the table, lifted his vestment and injected himself.

“Are you happy now?” he asked.

“Very.” Her hand snaked up his vestment and squeezed his ass with a smile. “Although a little make-up like we used the other day might also help.”

“I bet Aculus can produce something.”

“Ooh yeah, make-up is a good idea. We’ll need a truckload to cover Ash.” Hope considered Aculus. “Make that two truckloads if bonehead is coming along.”

“Yes, Nadzia, I’ll be coming, and I’m sure one of my techs can fabricate whatever we need,” Aculus replied, letting Hope’s snide nickname roll off his back like it was a term of endearment.

“Well, since that’s the case, where do I shove this thing?” Hope snagged the injector and jabbed it toward the bony warrior.

“Follow me to my quarters for the evening and I’ll happily show you,” Aculus rumbled, his red eyes flashing with amusement.

“Seriously, you two need to get a room,” Abby laughed. “Come on, Ash.” She grabbed his hand and headed out of the clinic.

“You’re not leaving me all night with this man-sized hard-on,” Hope hollered after them.

“I think you’ve got it handled, sis,” Abby retorted with a giggle. The sound lit up his world.

 

Abby

The most divine dream swirled through Abby’s mind. Her gaze languidly drifted down her nude body. Her legs were splayed, wrapped around the head of a silver-haired demon. Her heels dug into the flexing blood red, muscular back hunched at the foot of the bed. She arched off the mattress, shoving her pussy into the demi-god’s face as pleasure coiled up her spine.

“Mmm,” Ash groaned, his tongue working deep into her pussy for another taste, then retreating to flick her swollen clit.

Her eyes opened wide, a gasp parting her lips as she roused further. This was quite a wake-up call. Her hands flew to Ash’s head, grasping fingers tugged at his hair. She reflexively closed her thighs, but his broad shoulders kept them spread wide. She was at his wicked mercy.

Two thick fingers delved into her slick pussy. She spasmed when they grazed the bundle of nerves on the roof of her channel. Ash applied suction to her clit while fluttering his tongue ever faster.

“Ash!” she called out as the orgasm struck.

Ash crawled up her body with the lithe grace of a predator. He hovered over her wearing a sardonic smile, his dark eyes gleaming with cocky amusement.

“Is this how you plan on waking me every morning?” Abby breathily asked.

She stroked Ash’s arms, testing the firmness of his impressive biceps. Her legs wrapped around his waist, urging Ash down. She loved feeling him stretched along the length of her body, his chest pressed against her breasts, his hips cradled between her thighs.

“That’s…my…goal,” Ash husked between kisses. Her tongue darted into his mouth, tasting the spicy flavor that was uniquely him.

“Mmm, Ash. What is it about your kisses?” She tilted her head, shivering as Ash placed heated kisses on her neck.

“Do you like them?” He nibbled at her ear, catching the lobe gently with his fangs.

“You know I do,” she panted.

“A Cadi male only releases conjugo serum when he’s found his mate, and it’s specially designed to drive you and only you wild. It’s in my saliva and my seed.” Ash rotated his hips, grinding his arousal against her pelvis. “It means I’m yours in every way.”

“Oh. I had no idea.”

The concept was so foreign. She thought they were mated because Ash bit her in the heat of passion, never realizing it was really the chemical in his bite that sealed the deal. Ash hadn’t just fallen head over heels, like she had. No, this ran so much deeper. If she had any lingering doubts, they vanished.

He’s mine, mind, body and soul. Abby smiled wistfully.

Ash sank the tips of his fangs into her neck, dosing her with the illicit drug. She arched against him as the euphoric chemical hit her bloodstream. The lustful sensation wrapped around all her most intimate parts, intensifying the desire that already overwhelmed her.

“Fuck me, Ash,” she begged, rocking her hips against his thick cock, rubbing her clit along his length.

Ash pulled back and thrust, the head of his cock driving deep. The knots on his engorged shaft lit up the nerves in her trembling pussy. She clamped down on him as he retreated, reveling in the instantaneous ecstasy. The man was a god, skilled in driving her to the brink of sanity in nothing flat, then throwing her over the precipice, only to ratchet her even higher again. Abby tossed her head back and forth, her hair sticking to the sheen of sweat that broke out all over her body. Every muscle quaked as he hammered faster and harder, grunting out his punishing rhythm. Bless him for holding on till she peaked before he found his own release. Unafraid of his satisfied snarl, she gripped Ash against her breasts, while his cock kicked and pulsed inside her. It was no surprise she orgasmed again when his heated seed bathed her trembling channel, but now she knew why her response was so intense.

Ash hugged her tight as they caught their breath. He was oddly quiet.

“You doing okay?”

“Just thinking about the meeting today.” He stroked her back.

“I know,” she replied quietly at the reminder.

The thought of returning to Earth filled her with paralyzing fear. Her government could imprison her, but the things they’d do to Ash were too horrific to dwell on.

“I guess we better get ready.” Before I lose my nerve.

She kissed his stubbled chin and dragged herself out of bed. They bathed in the bathroom connected to their quarters then dressed. Abby smirked noticing the Seminole logo on the giant maroon hoodie Ash slipped over his head.

“What?” he asked, seeing her expression.

“This is Hope’s doing. It was a nice addition making you look like a center on a basketball team, but my sister picked this logo just to screw with me.” She tapped the logo on his chest.

“How so?” Ash tilted his head.

“They’re a rival sports team of the university I go to.”

“Ah,” he chuckled. “Perhaps she’s getting back at you for leaving her with Aculus last night.”

“No doubt. Ornery bitch.”

“Here’s the salve one of the crewman delivered.” Ash held up a jar containing the creamy foundation.

“All right. Have a seat and I’ll put it on you.”

“Thank you, Peanut.”

Ash sat, but he was still obscenely tall, putting her face to face with him. She concentrated as she dabbed make-up to the bridge on his nose. Ash crinkled and wiggled his nose, making her job impossible. It was becoming a habit.

“You are rotten. Stop making faces at me,” she laughed and gently swatted his cheek. The man had a way of getting her mind off things.

“All right, I’ll behave,” he said while chuckling.

Once done with Ash’s disguise, they found everyone going planet side in the ship’s dining room, all dressed in hooded sweatshirts and slathered in make-up. They looked pretty good unless you stared too long. It was closer to lunch than breakfast, so she and Ash had to eat quickly so they could get going.

“You remember Payim.” Ash pointed to another Cadi man as they headed toward the loading bay. “He’s on our team.”

“Nice to meet you again.” She nodded to the man.

The two teams loaded onto the smaller ships. She held Ash’s hand and followed Aculus, Hope and Payim to the bridge. Ash squeezed her hand then attempted to release it, so they could get strapped into their seats. She realized she was tense when she had to consciously tell her fingers to release him. He smiled encouragement. She smiled back, but doubted it was convincing.

“A once in a life time view,” Hope declared as Payim maneuvered the ship out of the hangar.

It certainly was, and an amazing distraction. Millions of stars twinkled beyond the massive cratered moon. Space was so vast, but it wasn’t empty like she always thought. Her sister, Ash’s people and countless others lived out there. It was exciting and frightening to think she was going to experience such wonders. Earth emerged with its soothing blue oceans and green land masses as they circled the moon. Wispy clouds swirled in the atmosphere, lighting up with electric borealis along the North Pole. It was absolutely breathtaking.

Abby glanced at her sister and noticed Hope wasn’t just staring at the sight. Hope was looking at her silhouetted against their home. It was a poignant reminder.

“I know.” She reached over and gripped her sister’s hand. “I’ll miss you, too.”

Hope nodded quietly.

“Be ready to depart quickly. We’ll touch down in the field, then Payim, you wait in the nearby lake,” Aculus instructed as they hit the atmosphere and picked up speed.

“Jesus,” Hope hissed, staring wide-eyed at the screen.

“Fucking hell! This is the worst roller coaster ever.”

She held her breath as they rocketed toward Earth at an ungodly speed, passing through clouds, the ground getting ever closer. If they were in a normal airplane they’d slam into the earth and die on impact. Thank God that wasn’t the case. She felt none of the G forces. The cruiser didn’t shake or rattle, although the view onscreen was intense enough. She held down her lunch as the cruiser pulled up fast and came to the stop.

Oh thank Jesus!

“Come on.”

Ash helped her out of the harness and Aculus did the same for Hope, then they hustled to the exit. As the door split open, Ash swung her up in his arms.

“Nadzia, climb onto my back.”

“You’re going to carry us?” Hope asked while gripping the bony alien’s arm.

“Yeah. We need to move fast in case we attracted attention like last time,” Aculus replied while situating Hope on his back.

“I still would like to know how the humans managed that,” Ash rumbled as Abby gripped him around the neck and they descended the ramp.

She glanced at the Cadi and Osivoire descending from the other ship while trying to get her bearings in the nature preserve.

“The zoo’s that way.” She pointed in the opposite direction of Lake Winder.

The seven of them started running along the trails winding through the preserve, heading east. Soon the trails gave way to access roads, the occasional home and businesses. It was a blessing the traffic was sparse, though no one seemed to pay them much attention. The group veered off the main route once they hit a more populated area near the highway.

She knew Ash was fast, but it still amazed her how swift he could move while saddled by her. She attempted to hold onto Ash’s neck without strangling him, her legs locked around his waist. The piggyback ride wasn’t as bumpy as she expected; Ash’s feet hardly touched the ground long enough to jar her. They just had sex, so she should’ve been satiated, and yet she couldn’t help the way her mind strayed, feeling his muscles bunch and flex.