Savior (5 page)

No. no, I’m dreaming. I’m
drunk. Passed out on the beach. This can’t be real!
Opal glanced at him again and watched what she
had thought less than an hour ago were contact lenses grow a darker
purple. Before she could scream or try again to back away his lips
crashed down on hers in a hard, punishing, searing kiss.

“
Don’t ever move away from
me. I would never hurt you. You are mine. You said I was your
fantasy. Let me be your fantasy forever.”

Opal’s mind was screaming at her so
many things, but as soon as his mouth crashed on hers, her brain
went blank and filled with lust and pictures of all the fantasies
she had ever read about in books.

Forcing her mouth away from him she
stared at him, trying to let everything sink in. “How do I
understand you? You were speaking differently earlier?”

She ducked her head as the
images of last night flashed before her. Shouldn’t she be freaking
out more, terrified, pushing him away? And, of all the things to
ask, she wanted to know why she could understand him.
Opal, you idiot, you have a real live alien in
front of you. Couldn’t you think of some better questions?
Chastising herself, she made sure her attention
never left him.

His clawed hands raked through his
hair, and he made a sound like a groan before he looked at her
again. “Because I have placed a language translator device in your
ears.” She reached up and touched both her ears. “They are tiny.
You shouldn’t feel them, and the devices won’t hurt you. I would
never hurt you.”

Opal flinched this time when he gently
grabbed her hands, moving them from her ears.

“
You are mine. You are way
too valuable to me to let anything happen to you. I need
you.”

Opal started at him, a thousand and
one questions going around in her head. “Why me? Why Earth? Are
there no women on your planet? You said you aren’t going to hurt
me, so then why did you take us? Me? What do you want from
me?”

“
You are a lot calmer than
I thought you would be.”

She gaped at him for a
moment not believing his words.
Ha, he
thinks I’m calm. I’m anything but calm. If he could see into my
brain, he would know I’m freaking out,
Opal thought.

“
I’m not. My mind I don’t
think has fully grasped that I have been kidnapped by alien
beings.” She giggled. Oh maybe she had finally lost it, and was in
a padded cell somewhere on some really good drugs.

She looked at Mr. Yellow. He did look
like an alien character out of one of the romance books she read,
although their claws were retractable. Oh, and their hard plated
skin only turned hard when in danger.

She touched his long sharp claws with
one hand, while her other hand stroked his solid chest. “Can you
retract the claws, or can your skin turn soft when not in
danger?”

His head turned to one side then the
other, like he was trying to understand her. Or study her better.
“No.”

“
Okay.” Opal moved her
hands over his magnificent form, exploring every piece of him. Her
traitorous body didn’t care about him answering any of her
questions. All it wanted was for him to touch her again. Fuck her
again. Make love to her, or whatever they called it here—wherever
that was.

A little voice in the back of her head
screamed at her that this wasn’t right, that she should be freaking
out a lot more than she was, but the chocolate smell of him doused
her fear just as soon as his touch inflamed her desire.

He growled and captured her mouth and
kissed her. “You need to stop if you want answers, youmnda, because
if your hands touch me any more you will be waiting a while for
those answers. That I promise.”

She moaned as his mouth
came down on hers and her body went up in flames. His hands lifted
her arms above her head.
What is he doing
to me?
Was this feeling some alien kind of
magic?
All he has to do is touch me, and I
light up.
Opal had never felt anything
like this intimacy in her life. When his clawed hands caressed her
breasts, she arched into his touch, jumping when she felt a hand
rub up and down her pussy.

What the hell!
She looked down as his mouth moved down to her
neck, and a squeal of surprise escaped when she saw his tail-hand
playing with her clit.

“
Oh, aren’t you a clever
being, Mr. Yellow?”

He stopped what he was doing and moved
up so their eyes were focused on each other. “I am Danickra, not
Mr. Yellow. You, my little youmnda, will scream ‘Danickra’ this
time when you come around my cocks.”

Opal stared into determined eyes, as a
fat thick finger slid into her pussy. Moaning, she pushed down on
his tail-hand seeking more.

“
Say it. Tell me it will
be my name you will yell when I bury my dicks in you. I want to
hear you say it.”

His clawed hands became tighter around
her wrist, and he added an extra finger to her pussy. The hand at
her breast gave a hard pull on her nipple, stopping the orgasm that
was just in her reach. Closing her eyes she whimpered his name, as
fingers left her soaking pussy. “Da ... nick … ra”

His fingers found their home again as
he muttered against her mouth. “Say it again.”

His traced her lips, and her own
tongue came out to duel with his while she rubbed herself against
him. She felt an impending orgasm, only for it stop when he moved
slightly away and pinched her nipples again and removed his
fingers. “Say it again, and this time don’t close your eyes from
mine.”

She gave a nod, willing right now to
do anything just to come. This time it wasn’t fingers she felt
slowly slide into her. It was one of his cocks. She felt the other
at her anus, the tip tempting it. Once he was all the way in with
one of his penises he said, “You can take me there?”

Opal knew her cheeks right now would
be redder than a tomato. She averted her gaze from his. He growled
and turned her back so she focused on him. “Can you take me
there?”

“
Yes, but I’ve never done
it. You were my first.”

He smiled a wicked smile that showed
his sharp white pointed teeth. “Perfect. You are perfect for me.
Sometime soon we will explore this option. Right now, though, I
want to stuff you full with my dicks and fill you with my
cum.”

A delicious shiver raked her body at
his words, and this time when his mouth took hers it was with an
almost desperate frenzy. Danickra’s hands and tail seemed to be
everywhere. Opal had never liked dirty talk even in her novels, but
coming from Danickra it only seemed to burn her fires hotter.
Running her hands up and over his rock hard body, she pushed
herself into his thrusts meeting him and feeling the second cock
rub against her. He lifted her up, stopping her hands with one of
his own while he used another to trace her lips as he nipped at
her.

Rolling, he moved them so she was on
the top. Opal stared down at her fantasy come to life, a shiny
hard-plated yellow skin, hunk of a man. Perfect high cheek bones, a
strong sharp nose, full, soft lips, one of only a few soft things
she had found so far on his body.

Opal truly didn’t think it had fully
sunk in yet that she was staring at and having sex with an alien.
It was hard to explain and understand her instant attraction, but
when she was with Danickra, she felt sexy, safe, and
adored.

Sliding down the bigger of his two
cocks, she again felt the second rub her bottom. Arching into him
as she rose and fell, she watched the look of passion and pleasure
on his face, which helped push her internal fire higher. She
continued her slow, leisurely pace until Danickra’s clawed hands
came up and cupped her tits.

. “I love your breasts. They are so
soft, full, and round. I have never seen any as perfect as yours.
Youmnda, your body is exquisite.”

He sat up and took her mouth again,
his pace quickening.

“
Danickra!” She screamed
as she came and felt his tail-hand guiding his second cock to join
the other. Opal felt the slow stretching and wondered how on earth
he had fit both in before. He murmured encouragement as he kissed
and gently sucked on her neck. The pleasure-pain intensified, but
the high from her orgasm helped.

Once both dicks were fully seated
inside her she tried not to move, but he was having none of that.
His mouth came off her neck, and he held her face so she stared
into his dark passion-blazing purple eyes.

“
Look at me. Watch what
you do to me. You taste better than anything I have ever tasted.
You’re the most enchanting creature I have ever had the pleasure of
laying my eyes on. Wrap your legs around me because we are about to
come again.”

She did as he asked, giving a squeak
when he stood up and moved her against the wall. He braced her arms
against the hard surface and started hammering into her, his pace
so frantic. “Oh. Danickra, let me … oh, I need … oh,
oooooh.”

Danickra roared his release, and his
eyes never left hers. She felt warm cum fill her channel while
screaming out her own release.

In a hoarse voice he spoke as he
slowly moved them back to the bed. “I have never seen, or felt
anything as incredible as you. I’m never letting you go. You’re
mine forever.” He brushed her hair away from her face and drifted
off to sleep.

Opal sat up and studied
him for a while, touching his shiny hard-plated skin, and traced
down his chest, stopping at his long, sharp claws. She was
surprised he hadn’t hurt her with them. Every time he touched her
he was always so gentle and careful. Even when they made love she
noticed he was so careful. She paused.
Oh,
I’m worrying about an alien being gentle.
Opal lay down and stared at the roof.
How long have I been here?
She
hadn’t asked how long she and Heather had been out.
Shit! Heather.

Opal slowly and carefully got off the
bed and slipped on the flimsy shirt she’d woken up in early. She
looked around the room for any sign of an entry point. She couldn’t
see anything. Heather would probably be freaking out right
now.

Opal tried to remember which wall
they’d come in from. She studied every panel, but she was too
scared to touch them in case she did something dangerous. Surely an
advanced civilization probably told a door to open and it did, so
she went to every side of the room and said that as many ways as
she could think of.

“
Open. Open, sesame.
Slide, Abracadbra. Let me out. Let me out, please.”

She heard a chuckle behind her when
she said. “Let me out now, you stupid ship. I swear if you don’t I
will find a way to melt you down, or how about turn you into scrap
metal.” She stomped her foot before she heard his chuckle turn into
a laugh.

Turning, she glared at Danickra spread
out on the bed laughing at her. “It is not funny. How do you open
the fucking doors?”

He smiled at her, and with slick
movements slowly got up and came to her. “Why is it so important
for you to get out?” He walked to her pulling her stiff body up
against his hard one. One sharp claw lifted her chin, and she
looked into his eyes.

“
I need to get to Heather.
She’s not like me. This will probably be making her freak out, and
she will be worried about me.”

He pulled her closer and tightened his
embrace. “Let’s go. I should have told you this earlier, but …
every time I see you I want you, and when you touch me it’s like a
fire ignites and I forget everything.”

He seemed to let out a deep breath and
lean down, resting his head against her forehead. “Salamanda called
me to command while you were asleep earlier, as it seems your
friend figured out before you that we are not humans as you
thought, but aliens. She attacked him, and because you are so
fragile and breakable he didn’t fight back. He just retreated. He
tried to explain to her. The only problem was the communication
devices hadn’t been finished yet.”

Opal pushed against him, angry that he
hadn’t told her about this earlier, or before they’d had sex. “What
do you mean she attacked him? Where is Heather? Is she okay?” She
punched his chest and regretted it immediately as pain ricocheted
up her arm. Shaking her hand now throbbing hand, she swore and
tried to move out of his arms, but he only loosened his
hold.

“
Why didn’t you tell me
this earlier? Take me to her now.” She stomped her foot, hoping he
would understand how angry she was.

He nodded and pressed one of the
buttons in the wall, grabbed her hand and walked down the
hall.

****

Opal didn’t know how he navigated the
halls because they all looked the same to her. They stopped in
front of a panel, and even from outside she could hear Heather
yelling. He stood in front of her as he reached over and touched a
pink button with a diamond shape on it. The door slowly slid open,
and Opal tried to move in front of Danickra. Heather looked
startled for a moment when she saw Danickra, and then Heather
glanced at her, trying to get out from behind him. Heather charged
towards her and grabbed her hand, and together they ran down the
hall Heather dragging her along.