Marcas

There’s a dark-haired woman in front of me.

Not the Onyx woman, my captor — no. This is one is different.

This woman’s eyes are big, and filled with fear.

The Onyx woman is incapable of emotions like that. She only knows pain and suffering.

I cough up water and gasp for breath. A trickle of blood drips down my wrists, and I remember. I remember the sedatives. I remember the drugs flooding my veins, over and over again, keeping me in a coma for… Zora knows how long. I don’t know how many moons have passed.

I am groggy, I am tired. Still, I must go on. I must fight. This may be my only shot at freedom.

Despite my condition, my body still reacts to the human female. The sedatives have done nothing to hamper my biological instincts, for I can’t help but notice her clothes hug her body perfectly. The sudden urge to tear off her blouse and rip off her skirt takes me by surprise. I wish to take out all of my rage, my anger, my pent-up lust and frustration out on that curvy body of hers.

It would feel good.

It would feel righteous.

I try to stand up, but my legs won’t cooperate. I stumble and fall back down ungracefully. My eyes are closed as I chastise myself. I’m acting like a caged animal. What would Egon say? This is not the way of a trained warrior. I cannot let my emotions, or my lust, cloud my judgment. I have to use my wit and my intellect.

When I open my eyes again I see the human female is staring blatantly at my naked form. Her gorgeous eyes travel from my broad chest down to my cock, which I now notice is standing fully upright.

Seems at least a part of me is still functioning properly.

Her brown eyes snap up at mine, her cheeks now as red as a supernova.

“Are you okay?” she asks.

“Been better,” I growl. “Where am I?”

“An Onyx research facility, below Neo Atlanta.”

“Figures. Are you my captor?”

She shakes her head vigorously. “Heavens no. I’m Lily, and they want me to… well, it’s not important right now.”

The human female walks towards the screen and checks something.

“It seems they’ve sedated you, and it’ll take a while for it to get out of your system.”

“Could you… help me up?” I ask.

I hate asking for help. I hate feeling vulnerable. I’m a warrior — my strength and my speed are my greatest assets. However, the drugs have made short work of that…

“O-of course,” she stammers.

Lily walks over to me and extends her right hand towards me. I grab a hold and with an extraordinary amount of effort, I manage to climb up to my feet. Walking alone still seems to be out of the question though, so I slide one arm around the female’s shoulder in order to keep my balance. She wraps her arm around my naked waist, and together we hobble over to the other side of the room.

I can smell her perfume, her hair, even her very core, and it makes me so damn hard it physically hurts. I’m harder than I’ve ever been. Pulsing. Throbbing.

Is this a side effect of the drugs or… or this woman my mate?

It’s not unheard of for a Zoran warrior to mate with a human female, but here, in captivity… this is the last place I’d imagine I would find the one that my body and soul belonged to. Then again, the universe works in mysterious ways.

Stranger things have happened.

Lily guides me to a bed, and with her help I climb on top of it.

“Let me check your vitals,” she says as she grabs a scanner.

I lay down and watch her work. She is even more beautiful from up close…

“How long have you been, you know… here?” she asks me.

“Last thing I remember is the attack,” I tell her. “Egon, Kane, Torin and I were supposed to meet the CEO of Onyx when we were ambushed. I barely remember a thing after that, just images… floating… my anger simmering… voices in in the distance… it’s all vague.”

I thought it was a bad idea from the start, meeting with Onyx. However, Egon, ever the considerate one, wanted to give them a chance to explain themselves. He really expected them to apologize. I suppose he’s always been tad bit naive, but then again, perhaps I’m just cynical.

Egon always looks for the best in people — that’s why he took me on his team in the first place.

My light pink skin… some Zorans consider it a bad omen. Many generals didn’t want me in their ranks. Thought I was bad luck. Most of my kind are blue, green red, there’s all types of variations, but a pink like mine? A rarity.

I’ve been called a ‘human’ for as long as I can remember because of it by my fellow Zorans, because some of their kind share my skin tone. It’s made me hate humans. What I’ve seen of Onyx has only confirmed my prejudices.

Yet, this human… she is different.

Very different.

She places a stethoscope against my naked chest and listens to my heartbeat. Despite my instincts, despite my cynical nature, I feel like I can trust her.

Trust is dangerous. Trust is what has gotten me into that horrible tank. Trust is what has got me here.

Onyx locked me up.

She works for Onyx.

Therefore, she is my enemy.

Fact.

I have to stick to the facts. They’re all I have right now.

“Your vitals look fine,” she says. “You’re still a bit groggy, but I expect those effects to dissipate within the next hour or so.”

“Thank you,” I say.

“There’s just one thing,” she says. Her breath falters, and her cheeks turn red as her eyes dart towards my manhood.

Ah, yes.

My cock is still standing upright, hard and throbbing, every vein in it pulsing. Every time I look at Lily I feel another rush of blood, another pulse of energy go straight towards my massive erection.

“My medical opinion,” she says with a husky voice, “is that you need a release. It seems you have some pent-up… energy. It might be a side effect of the prolonged suspensions in water.”

I try to raise my arms, but they are heavy and tired. The sedative is still keeping my limbs from functioning properly.

“I can’t do anything about it,” I say. “I’m sorry for making you uncomfortable. I cannot control it.”

Her eyes move up to mine, and within a second I see a multitude of emotions flash by in this big, brown eyes of hers.

There’s disbelief, contemplation, and finally a decision.

“This is purely medical,” she says, her voice barely a whisper. “Understood?”

I cock my head to the side. I do not.

She turns around and rummages through the drawers for a moment.

“Are you kidding me?” she mumbles under her breath. “No gloves? Ugh. Fine.”

Lily turns around, her eyes fixed on my hard cock.

“Purely medical,” she says again, but this time it sounds more like she’s trying to reassure herself than me. The human female takes a step forward and, to my complete surprise, grabs a hold of my cock with both of her hands. Pure pleasure instantly courses through my veins, a big drop of pre-cum appearing on the golden head of my cock. I can’t suppress a deep, low moan as her bare skin touches my sensitive rod.

“Oh God,” she whispers as her fingers expertly stroke me. “It’s so freaking huge.”

I love the way it feels, how the tips of her fingers explore my length. I’m not sure if it is because of the captivity, the sedatives, or simply because of my Zoran instincts, but I feel incredibly attracted to this human woman. I’ve never felt pleasure this great before. Her hands grip me tightly, and I can’t help but imagine how it would feel to sink every inch of my hardness into her glistening wet cunt.

I moan again and bite my bottom lip.

Her left hand grips the base of my cock tightly while her right hand moves up and down.

“So freaking thick, too,” she whispers. “I can barely wrap my fingers around… what am I even doing?”

Her eyes are laser focused on my cock, her tongue sticking out of her mouth in a look of pure concentration as she jerks me off.

Already, I can feel my hips bucking, my cock swelling as my orgasm builds. I want this moment to last forever, but even I can’t hold out. Not after all this time. Not after feeling the perfect way she touches me. Not after seeing the way she looks at me.

“I can’t hold,” I groan. “I’m going to come!”

I try to warn Lily, but she’s lost in a trance. Lost in a world of her own, all of her attention focuses solely on my beautiful, throbbing, magnificent Zoran cock. Her left hand moves down to my balls, massaging them gently as her right hand strokes me to completion.

“So freaking beautiful,” she whispers. “I had no idea!” I don’t think she realizes she’s talking out loud.

I explode with the power of a volcano.

I couldn’t hold it for a second longer. My hands are gripping the sides of the table, my hips bucking uncontrollably, and the last thing I see before my vision turns to stars is the first spurt of my seed hitting her square in the cheek, a few drops landing right on her beautiful, kissable lips.

For the next thirty seconds I’m completely lost to the world as the most powerful orgasm of my entire life rocks me to the core of my being. I don’t know how long it’s been since my last release, but everything I have is released — and then some. Lily’s hands keep working, keep pumping, and every movement of her wrist sends another jolt of pleasure straight to my heart.

I gasp for air as I open my eyes, my heart still clouded with lust, and what I see borders on the impossible. My chest, my abs, my thighs — it’s all covered in my own seed. Thick strings of it. Several drops still slide down my length, covering Lily’s fingers.

I look up at the human female and my cock pulses instantly.

I didn’t just come on her hands. Oh no.

Her very face is glistening with my love, so to speak. Her cheeks, her chin, her chest, it’s… it’s everywhere. Her eyes are opened wide and filled with shock. She finally lets go of my cock and takes a step back, looking with amazement at the mess I’ve made. For a second I think she’s about to explode in anger, but instead she just starts… laughing.

She throws her head back and laughs, and I love the sound of it. I can’t help but join in.

“Holy cow,” she says. “That was… something!”

“It certainly was.”

Her face is flushed and I can’t help but notice her breasts rising up and down with every deep breath she takes. I can smell her wetness from her, and if the sedative wasn’t keeping me down, I’d repay the favor, right here, right now.

“We should wash up,” she says, regaining some of her composure. She grabs a towel and covers my naked, glistening body with it.

“Again, that was purely medical, okay.”

I nod, but my eyebrows are raised.

There was nothing medical about that. It was pure passion, plan and simple, but I play along with the female’s charade.

For now.

But the moment the sedative is no longer keeping me down…

Zora have mercy.