Allies (Warriors of Karal Book 5) (7 page)

The cruiser landed, and almost instantly, Niko was out of his seat taking her hand and pulling her up, hurrying, as if they were children, impatient to get down to the beach so they could enjoy the evening. He stood waiting impatiently for the ramp to go down, and even before it touched the ground, they were walking down it. He stopped on the edge and bent down and took his shoes off. Petra did the same, an unusual thing, because normally on Earth, walking with bare feet often caused you to stand on caustic ground where the acid rain had fallen.

He jumped off the end of the ramp and she followed, feeling the soft sand beneath her feet. She stood still for a moment, wiggling her toes into the sand and smiling, the keen salt breeze blowing her hair, and she did something that felt almost childlike, she lifted her face to the sky and laughed.

Then he took her hand and they ran towards the ocean. She pictured them in her mind, how they would look to anyone watching, like two lovers on the beach. And that’s what they would be, she knew that now and she wanted it. For so long she had been lonely. Since the death of her father, her mother had become so distant, that she had felt alone, separated from anybody who cared for her, but here, with Niko, she had a chance to be part of the family again. They would have a child together and she would feel loved, if not by him, then by their child.

He stopped a few feet away from where the waves were lapping along the shore. And despite the breeze, he began removing his clothes, pulling his shirt over his head to reveal a well-muscled, toned chest, with a washboard stomach, and her fingers itched to touch him, to caress his smooth skin and conjure his colours again. Instead, she simply stood there and watched him, and then he broke the spell, as he said, “Come on, we can swim. It will be cold, but it will be worth it.”

“I’m not sure,” she said, shaking her head.

“Honestly, you will love it.”

She looked out at the clean waves crashing on the shore and she walked to the edge and stood, allowing the waves to wash over her feet, wetting the bottom of her pants. “I can’t swim.”

He came to her and stood by her side, his hand touching her cheek. “We don’t have to go very deep. And I promise I won’t let anything happen to you.”

She looked at him, gazing into his eyes, and saw the honesty there, as the colours swept over his chest and up to his face. She placed her hand over his heart, not quite touching him, but feeling the vibrations, as if there was an electric current running through him. Leaning forward she pressed her lips to his and, after a moment of shock and surprise, he reacted, returning the kiss.

She pulled back, and said, “I believe you.” She took a deep breath and began to undo the buttons of her shirt, easing it down off her shoulders and folding it neatly on the sand. These were her best clothes, ones that her mother had bought for her to attend the signing-in of the new President. Petra knew that they had cost a lot of money, and loved them, because up until then, she’d only ever had grey clothes. Not ones that had been dyed, the shirt covered in a pretty pattern filled with flowers that were long since dead. She stood in her bra and panties, feeling the cool breeze on her skin, and goose bumps rose along the length of her arms.

Before her, Niko was pushing his pants down over his slim hips, further down over his toned thighs, until he stood naked before her, like a god bathed in the suns’ rays. Her breath caught in her throat, as she looked at him. He was beautiful, and when her eyes moved lower, she saw that his cock was stiff with arousal.

Or was he like that all the time? She certainly hoped he wouldn’t get any bigger, because he already looked huge.

She turned away and self-consciously pushed her panties down over her round thighs, and then undid her bra, letting her voluptuous breasts free.

It was his turn to stare, and at first she wanted to cover herself up, to hide away from his gaze. But then his cock did swell, the head of it becoming larger and more bulbous, and she knew that despite her curvy body he desired her. Tilting her chin up she turned to him and said, “I’m ready.”

And with those words, she wanted to tell him that she wasn’t just ready to go into the ocean, but she was ready to be everything he needed her to be.

He took her hand and led her into the water, and they both caught their breaths and gasped at the coldness. Slowly, as they walked further into the ocean, it got easier. The water was so wonderful and clear, and gave off an energy unlike anything Petra had ever experienced.

“It’s perfect here,” she said. “I can see why you like it.”

“I used to spend days on the beach by my house, when I was a child, searching the rock pools for
grilt.
Once we had caught enough, we would take them back to the beach and my father would light a fire and we would cook them.” The colours flashed across his chest, and she placed her hand on his skin, feeling the static electricity pass between them.

“How does that work?” she asked, her teeth chattering a little, but not so much from the cold ocean, but the thrill of excitement that coursed through her body at the closeness of Niko.

“It works a little like your emotions, so Darl tells me anyway.” He looked down at where her palm touched his skin, and his colours gathered around her hand, like a swirling cloud.

“So they show up when you feel emotions?” she asked.

“Yes, strong emotions, anyway. We are taught from a young age to control them.”

“But sometimes that’s not possible?” she asked, her eyes moving from her hand up to his face, and there he met her gaze.

“No. Sometimes it is impossible for us to control our emotions.” They stood staring at each, other and she was sure he was leaning down, his eyes flicking to her lips as if he was thinking about kissing her. And she wanted him to kiss her more than anything.

But then a big wave came towards them, and even though she jumped into the air, it splashed up covering her body, making her squeal in shock. The force of it nearly swept her off her feet, but Niko grabbed hold of her, and lifted her up into his arms, smiling at her as she wiped the spray from her eyes.

Feeling somewhat exposed, her nakedness more pronounced now she was out of the water, she didn’t know what to do. But as another big wave came toward them, and he lifted her so she was more secure in his arms, she settled for wrapping her arms around his neck.

“One day, you can teach me to swim,” she said.

“I would enjoy that,” Niko said, and then he looked out to sea. “The current has changed; the sea bed shifts and makes the tide unpredictable. We should go back to the shore.”

He didn’t put her down as they headed back to the beach, with the waves buffeting them, as one steady step at a time he carried her to the shore with ease.

Once there, he stood her up gently, and when she swayed, he put his arms around her and held her close. Petra froze for a second, not really knowing what to do. She felt the warmth of his body as her breasts pressed against his chest, small electric shocks passing between them, igniting another heat deep inside her.

If they were going to make love tonight, perhaps this was the time. She had never had serious boyfriends, but that wasn’t to say she had never felt the usual sexual urges of any young woman her age. She had always wondered what it would be like to be with a man, but the time had never been right since the death of her father.

She looked up into his face, trying to see what he was thinking, as flashes of colour sparked along his cheeks. Tentatively she lifted her hand and pressed a finger to his lips, feeling the fullness of them. Niko stood still, as if he was frozen in this moment. Maybe he didn’t want to break the spell, or maybe he was like her and didn’t really know how they were supposed to proceed.

“Have you ever…?” She couldn’t finish the sentence. But he seemed to know what she wanted to ask.

“We have no females here.”

“Of course you don’t. It was stupid of me to ask.” She looked down and removed her hand from his lips, feeling slightly embarrassed.

Niko took hold of her hand and pressed her palm to his lips, and kissed, his tongue slipping out and licking her palm in small circles that sent her arousal into overdrive. The heat spread through her body and pooled between her thighs, where a dull ache made her realise how much she wanted him.

She stood on tiptoes, pulling her palm away from him and replacing it with her lips. He responded, parting his lips and moving them against hers, at first unsure, and then becoming more confident as she responded. His tongue ran along her lower lip and then parted them pressing forward into her mouth. Petra wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers stroking his hair.

In her childhood, Petra had seen old romantic movies, where the woman always said that the Earth moved when she was in the arms of her man. And that was how she felt now, as if the Earth was tilting, no, Karal was tilting, beneath her feet. Then she realised it was. The tide had reached them, it was circling around their ankles, trying to drag them with it into the deep ocean.

Niko pulled away from her, breaking their kiss. Then, with her hand grasped in his, he pulled her further up the beach. She soon saw why he decided to move. The tide was racing up the shore and had nearly reached their clothes. He bent down and scooped them all up with one arm and then they were racing towards the cruiser, and they were like children again, carefree and happy. Emotions she had not experienced since before her father passed away.

They raced up the ramp, still hand-in-hand and naked. She wondered what madness it was that made her behave like this. It was so completely out of character, but she liked it. She liked the feel of his hand in hers, she liked the way the salt on her flesh made it tingle, and she liked the breeze on her skin, which made the hairs on her body stand on end, magnifying every sensation.

As he led her to the hold of the cruiser, and pulled down some blankets that were stowed away on shelves, she knew what he intended, and knew she wanted it too.

So when he pulled her down to lie beside him, she did not fight him, and she did not fight her growing need for him. She had not entered the lottery, and had not wanted to come here. But here she was, and just as she had once done with every new challenge in her life, she made up her mind to make the most every single moment.

And enjoy every single part of her life with Niko.

He wanted her, more than he ever thought possible. This went beyond his duty to breed. His need for her was like a pain inside his chest, an ache that wouldn’t go away, one that spread throughout his body. His cock grew hard at thought of being with her, being inside her.

Memories of his time with the sim pushed at the edges of his mind, but he could not think of these two acts as the same thing. The sim had been stimulating, and he had enjoyed the experience, but everything that he felt for Petra had been non-existent with the sim.

Petra made him feel alive. Awake, as if the world around him was new again. Being with her in the ocean, feeling her body shiver in the cold water and then picking her up when the waves were too strong, made this place he loved so much feel fresh and he wanted to experience it all with her. He wondered what magic Darl possessed that allowed him to match two beings from two very different species perfectly.

They lay together side-by-side, neither of them knowing what to do. She seemed so unsure, and he knew that he had to tell her that he was almost as inexperienced as she was.

Stroking her damp hair away from her face, he leaned down and kissed her lips lightly. “I have only ever been with the simulation. It is how we learn about a human female’s body.”

She stroked his cheek, trailing her fingers along his skin and down his neck and then further to brush across his chest, her fingertips teasing his nipples. Excitement built in him, and his cock grew harder, and it was difficult for him to ignore the deep-seated need to take her right now.

“I knew when you said there were new no females here that you must be virgin too. But at least if you’ve been with the sim, one of us has some idea what were supposed to do.” She smiled up at him and he leaned down to kiss her again.

His hand slid down from her cheek and he cupped her breast in his palm, his thumb rubbing over her nipple, and he felt her squirm and knew that she was also experiencing intense arousal. Breaking away from her mouth, he kissed her breasts and then sucked her nipple into his mouth, his tongue circling around it, his teeth grazing it, and she arched her back, offering herself to him.

His right hand stroked down over her stomach, feeling the softness of her flesh, and then he stroked her mound, his thumb brushing her clit while his fingers pressed into her heated sex. She was wet, and he knew, from his time with the sim, that this indicated the intensity of her arousal.

In and out he moved his fingers, feeling her writhe with what he hoped was pleasure. Her breathing became rapid and her hands clutched at his arms, her nails digging into his flesh. She pressed her lips to his neck, kissing him and then nipping his skin with her teeth. He gasped, his fingers working deeper inside her, and then she tensed, crying out as if in pain, and he almost stopped. Then it was as if something had been released within her and he knew she was experiencing her first orgasm at his hands.

When her breathing slowed, and her orgasm passed, he moved between her thighs, wanting her to experience a second orgasm, but this time he was not going to use his hands. This time he was going to be inside her and experience a climax with her, and fill her with his seed. He would put a child in her womb, and they would raise it together, teach him what they knew, and explore the beaches where he had spent so many years as a child. Happy and content. And his child would not just have a father, but a mother too.

He looked into her eyes as he hovered over her body, guiding his cock towards her sex.

There was a moment of pure bliss as he entered her. She gripped him tightly as he pushed forward, and he felt her sharp intake of breath, as if she was in shock. Her sex was warm around him, welcoming. Compared to the sim, this was so much more. Petra’s response to each small movement was incredibly stimulating, and the friction as his cock grazed the walls of her sex, was incredible.