SIXTEEN
Just as the suns sank below the horizon, she saw them. Six giant, carved pillars of mountain rock depicting Luxirians, or what she at least thought were Luxirians, three male and three female. They stood in a circle, facing one another, like the Luxirian version of Stonehenge.
The pillars looked more…primal. The males were bare-chested, dressed in nothing but loin cloths, their hair braided down to their backs. Most of the horns were chipped off, or eroded with time, but some of the intricate details still remained, like stone piercings through the males’ nipples, or the band around one Luxirian woman’s upper thigh. She was was completely nude, her breasts heavy and full, and she held some sort of weapon at her side.
They were beautiful ruins. She could see no signs of a settlement or city, but Kate figured that that had been long gone and only these pillars remained, a reminder of the Luxirians’ past.
She knew that this was the rah-vrax-tour even before Vaxa had started a slow descent. They had arrived.
It was notably chillier as he landed the hovercraft just outside of the circle and she shivered in her gauzy shift dress, her nipples pebbling tight against Vaxa’s arm.
“The Fates,” he rumbled in her ear, gesturing up at the pillars that towered over the both of them. She craned her neck up high and marveled at the skill, the manpower that was required to create them. A light wind whistled through the circle but the air was silent. It was so peaceful that Kate held her breath.
“Are you ready, luxiva?” Vaxa murmured. “The power of the Fates is strong once we step inside. It is intense at first, but you will adapt.”
She smiled at him, a little confused, but nodded her head. As they exited the hovercraft, she peered around the pillar that obstructed most of their view and saw that there was a domed tent-like structure directly in the middle of the circle.
“Oh,” she murmured. “Is that…”
“Yes. It was prepared for our arrival,” he said, his eyes briefly straying down to her breasts, to her nipples pebbling through the dress. Typical male.
She swallowed, her arousal beginning to dampen her inner thighs. Kate walked with him, side-by-side, to the edge of the circle.
He began to speak. It was in Luxirian and she couldn’t understand a single word, but she knew that he was addressing the Fates. His language flowed from him, so beautiful and natural that tears pricked the corners of her eyes. She didn’t understand what he was doing, what he was saying…but she felt his words deep inside her.
Then he took her hand…and they crossed the threshold together.
Something happened.
Kate gasped, her mind whirring in disbelief.
A strange energy was building up within her. She began to panic as she felt it rise and rise. It was like it was seeking an outlet from her body, shooting to the tips of her fingertips and prickling her skin until the hairs on her arms stood on end. She clenched her fists, trying to contain it.
“Vaxa,” she gasped, squirming towards him. It didn’t feel unpleasant, but she didn’t feel in control of her own body. It was unnerving.
His teeth were gritted when he replied, “Hold onto it, luxiva. It will pass.”
“W-what’s happening?”
“The Fates are looking within us,” he said, not like she understood what that even meant. “They are determining if our purpose is pure, whether our matehood is to be blessed.”
Vaxa forced her to keep moving and every step felt like a shock. This was impossible, this energy. She looked up to the sky, at the faces of all the ‘Fates.’ She could see every single one of them clearly and they returned her gaze. She could feel their consciousness, feel their touch.
Impossible.
And yet, it felt real.
“H-how will we know?” she asked him. “Whether…whether…”
“You will know.”
And then, after a few more breathless moments, she felt it.
What started off like a warm flutter in her belly began to grow, spreading through her entire body. Her lips parted, her lids fluttered, and soft, waves of pleasure made her grasp more strongly onto Vaxa’s thickly muscled arm. A soft moan tumbled from her lips and her clit began to throb and pulse between her thighs.
“V-vaxa…”
He hissed out a breath and he rasped, “Tev, luxiva. Tev.”
Her breaths came fast. Her light, thin shift dress suddenly felt like it weighed a hundred pounds and she could feel every swish and scratch of the material across her skin. When a gust of wind lightly swept across their bodies, the dress scraped against her tight nipples and her knees buckled.
Vaxa swiped her up against his body and she clawed at his shoulders, trying to press into him closer. Lust and desire and need swarmed her veins. She hopped up into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist, as he palmed her backside. She gyrated her hips into his hard abdomen, mewing sounds she’d never made in her entire life falling from her lips, trying to ease the sweet pressure between her thighs.
Vaxa strode towards the tent. Every step jolted her clit.
“Vaxa, I n-need you,” she panted. “Now.”
“Patience, luxiva,” he grated, even though the tendons in his neck strained at his words. He looked like he was on a hair trigger.
Frustration ate at her. When he ducked inside the tent, Kate hardly took notice of their surroundings before she reached between them, her fingers sliding inside his thin pants to find his cock. His hips bucked as she tried her best to wrap her fingers all the way around, but he was too thick. She slid her hand down, her fingers gliding over the knobs she was so intrigued by, before her hand was thrown away.
Vaxa growled, the sound purely animalistic, and he tossed her down onto a bed of furs towards the back of the tent. When he fell to his knees over her, she clawed at his clothes as he ripped her dress from her body, the fabric falling in tatters in his grip. She felt creamy arousal drip down her thighs and Vaxa groaned, nostrils flaring, shucking himself of his pants and shirt until he was as nude as she.
God, he was magnificent. His muscles were bunched and strained, making him seem twice as large. His horns were stiff and his black, course hair tickled her breasts as he leaned over her. He looked untamed, wild, unraveled.
Kate needed him with a desperation that scared her. She didn’t want foreplay. She didn’t want to tease him and she didn’t want him to tease her. She needed his cock—that fucking wonderful, ridged, vibrating cock—deep inside her, thrusting and stretching and pounding, consuming her until she forgot about everything but him. Just him.
“Yes, Vaxa,” she cried when he pulled her thighs wide, positioning himself, readying.
“The Fates have blessed us, luxiva,” he growled, the head of his cock resting just outside her entrance. “You are mine now.”
He slid inside her with one powerful thrust of his hips.
Her scream tangled with his roar.
The purest of mating sounds.
Huge, huge, huge, she thought desperately.
Kate choked on her breath, her arms falling wide at her sides in surrender, a constant stream of moans being torn from her throat. He was massive inside her, so huge that his cock stimulated everything. Those hard knobs and ridges that lined his perfect, perfect cock? They aligned with her G-spot. Every thrust sent a searing path of heat straight to her clit. She groaned when he hit her cervix but it was the sweetest pain.
“Tight, female,” Vaxa rasped above her. “So tight.” He said something in Luxirian, but didn’t seem to notice that he’d switched languages.
He groaned, plunging inside her. He dropped his body down, placing his palms flat on both sides of her head as his hips continued to piston between her legs. His scent hit her hard and she cried out, raking her fingernails down his back, trying to hang on as he fucked her senseless.
Vaxa’s gaze pinned her and she’d never felt anything more intimate. His gaze was unwavering as mated her body. The way he moved, the way he stroked inside her…God, she loved it!
“Your cunt is taking me so sweetly,” he rasped down to her. “Your sweet, tight cunt.”
Mmm, and her alien loved dirty talk.
She was being claimed, she realized. Her alien warrior was claiming her and she loved every moment of it.
Her orgasm hit her, catching her unaware. And then she tipped over the edge.
Kate screamed, her head thrashing from side-to-side, her eyes rolling into the back her head as unbelievable pleasure crashed down on her, wave after wave, relentlessly hounding her, demanding its due. Her vision blacked out and she could hardly breathe as her back arched.
She heard Vaxa’s roar in the back of her mind as her pussy tried to draw his seed, clenching around him like a vice. But he didn’t give it up. Not yet. Her alien sex god had stamina.
When she resurfaced, she was panting, flushed from head-to-toe, and suddenly fearful. Another orgasm like that would surely kill her…but she moved her hips against Vaxa’s continued thrusts like the wanton, pleasure-seeking human she was.
He was nearing his end, but it seemed like he was holding back a little, waiting for something.
“Give it to me,” she rasped, her voice nothing more than a husky shell of what it used to be. “Let me take all of you, Vaxa.”
His chest rumbled and she gasped when his cock vibrated inside her, for just a brief moment.
“You want this, female?” he growled.
“Yes!”
Before she knew it, he reached over her head and came back with a sharp, black-tipped dagger. She sharply inhaled, feeling her pussy spasm around his cock. Kate gasped when he sliced a shallow cut across one of his pectoral muscles, a thin line of dark blue blood appearing.
“Do not be afraid of me, luxiva,” he murmured, stilling his hips for a brief moment when her eyes froze on the blood.
“I’m not,” she whispered.
He swiped the pad of his thumb across the cut, collecting a smear of blood, before holding it to her lips. “Then taste me.”
She realized that he’d dulled his claws. For her? They’d been sharp and lethal before. But now, they looked filed down slightly so that they wouldn’t cut into her delicate skin.
That knowledge warmed her and her body jerked when he gave her a hard, mind-numbing thrust. Without hesitation, she leaned forward and drew his thumb between her lips, sucking the blood off. Vaxa’s eyes flared, his pupils dilating before he leaned down and kissed her hard.
Kate gasped into their kiss, the taste of his blood sizzling through her. He licked the insides of her mouth, nipping at her bottom lip, mating her with his tongue.
Before she could respond, he pulled away and in a flash, he nicked her on the side of her neck. The blade was so sharp that she hardly felt the sting.
And then he fell on top of her, licking the red blood from her neck, eliciting a breathy moan from her.
“Take me, mate,” he rasped, before he began steadily fucking her once more, that thick cock filling her, stretching her.
She cried out and then she latched her lips onto his pectoral, running her tongue over his blood.
Blood bond.
She understood what Vaxa had meant now. There was a spark inside her and this blood bond was the tinder, building the fire higher and higher until it threatened to consume her.
What was most alarming was that she felt him. Not just inside her, but inside her. In her mind, in her blood. He was a presence, a warmth. She could reach out to him and she felt him respond.
Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God!
Kate began to cum again. And if she thought she couldn’t have cum any harder than her last orgasm…she’d been wrong. Very, very wrong.
“Yes, fuck yes!” she screamed before her words slurred into an endless babble. Vaxa surged forward, his thrusts becoming erratic, some long strokes, some short jabs. He fucked her so hard that their entire fur bed began to move, inching closer and closer to the tent wall. And then he began that purring/growling noise. His cock began to vibrate inside her, stimulating her G-spot and clit and the sensitive walls of her pussy. “Oh f-fuck!”
Those ridges…those goddamn ridges.
There were no words. No sounds. The most powerful orgasm she’d ever experienced raced through her body, curling her toes, lacing her blood with pleasure until she thought she would burst. With a growl, he pushed her head back to his blood and she licked and sucked at him desperately.
“Mine,” he snarled, changing his angle, which made another orgasm crash down onto her. It was endless and she gasped like a fish out of water. His dulled claws dug into her ass, before he licked off more of her blood. Her head swam with immeasurable pleasure, making her dizzy. “Tell me!”
“Y-yours, Vaxa!” she screamed. “Yours, yours, yours!”
“Luxiva!” he growled before his whole body gave a strong jerk. He threw his head back and roared as streams of hot cum suddenly bathed her walls, so powerful that each and every lash felt like a thrust. He emptied his seed inside her, fucking her until their bed hit the tent wall. In her mind, she felt his pleasure. It channeled her own.
And then Vaxa collapsed, rolling off her at the last moment, taking her with him so that they lay side-by-side, facing one another, with his cock still deep inside her. Kate felt high. She felt dazed, like an entire new world had just revealed itself to her. And in a way, she thought, thinking of the Fates, it had.
Vaxa had filled her up with so much cum that it leaked from between their bodies, trailing down her thighs. But neither of them moved a muscle. Kate didn’t think she could move even if she wanted to.
And as his blood flowed powerfully through her and her body hummed with a new, strange feeling that she’d never known was possible…Kate didn’t know if she could ever be the same again.