Venomous: Erotic Science Fiction Romance (Alien Warrior Book 1) (73 page)

The moment was wrong.

Though the discussion with their mate was a long time coming, it could wait.

“Part of my responsibility as a Hunter is to preserve the nature in my territory,” he continued, “but at sunrise an old Rä’Vek was caught unawares, and mauled to death outside his lair. His body dragged away to be eaten.”

Her lips parted as she gasped. “His Rä’Na must be devastated.”

“Indeed. I tracked this pair from the site of the tragedy because they developed a taste for Rä flesh, and would have taught this to their young. There were plenty of wild goodbeast, and other animals for them to hunt. It was sad, but necessary for the safety of our old and young. Larger predators are too wary to come close to our lairs. Usually.” He clicked his teeth. “These two showed no such fear.”

Venomous said, “A hatchling fed them scraps during infancy, I think.”

“Yesss. It is likely.” Cobra gazed upon his mate. “Are you ready for the rain, my hearts?”

Her brilliant smile returned. “Am I ever. I’m wearing white because Fiercely said it’s better that way.” She looked puzzled. “I get this is a big deal as Rök is an arid planet, but why...?”

As she spoke the heavens opened.

A drop of blue splattered her shoulder. Splashes of yellow and green against her creamy brown cheeks.

Eyes round with wonder, Lumen held up her hands, fingers splayed.

Rainbow droplets sprinkled her palms.

“
Oh my gosh
,” she shrieked, “
This is incredible
.”

Smiling at her antics, his nest mates angled their faces to the sky, the spate growing into heavy drizzle.

Rä celebrated the rain, revered it with a spiritual fervour left over from their primordial origins when soothsayers considered the life giving waters divine.

Apathetic about the rainstorm, the Sylphs returned with a triad of fresh mounts, saddled and ready to ride.

Taking the reins of the lead animal, he asked Lumen, “Will you accompany me?”

Laughter chimed like a tintinnabulum over the pattering rain.

She whirled to him and nodded.

They rode in formation, Cobra at the head with Lumen perched on his lap.

She crowed with delight, and pointed out quartz structures dotted with trailing colours as they passed.

Rä stood outside with their faces turned heavenward.

Many wore white softsuits they’d keep in remembrance.

Rainfall was incredibly rare, occurring once an aeon or so.

Hatchlings played in puddles, splashing and chasing each other.

Elder a’Rä not blessed to find life mates stood amongst their kindred and rubbed the liquid gemstones into their scales, praying to Grandfather for strength and Grandmother for wisdom.

Mated couples inched closer together than was proper, and the bold exchanged touches of affection.

Old and young, wealthy and deprived; all were coloured equal when touched by the rain.

Asking if she could drink it, then rolling her eyes and answering her own question, yes, Lumen opened her mouth then stuck out her tongue.

She waggled it provocatively whilst wriggling her brow filaments.

The males chuckled as she proclaimed it refreshing and delicious.

“How long will this carry on for?” she asked soaked to the skin as they dismounted a span later.

Venomous warned their mate could
catch cold
.

Cobra and Fiercely had deduced her flesh might freeze if its temperature dropped too low, implausible in the arid climate.

So, he was not yet concerned.

The weather was muggy and her flesh felt warm.

“Through the night until first moon,” he answered.

Hands encircling her waist, he set her down on the blue grass then helped her to balance as she wrestled with the sodden fabric wrapped around her ankles.

Deeply satisfied with caring for her, he pushed wet spirals off her face.

The kinky strands appeared longer and darker when weighted with water, reaching below her shoulder blades, the length of his quills.

“This is my favourite place.” He clasped her hand between his, and held it over his hearts.

Filled to bursting with emotion, he walked her towards the glossy pool he’d swum in as a youngling, leaving his nest mates to tie up the goodbeast.

A watercourse ran through it, and meandered into the flowering brushwood.

“After my parents perished, here, I found peace.” He glanced at her, nervous, wondering if she thought it sentimental foolishness. “Perhaps it will become a place of reflection for you too.”

Shoal a ring of black pebbles, the silt bed glowed with bioluminescent algae.

Head resting on his arm, Lumen peered into the rippling basin.

She cooed as silvered fish arced from the green beck to gobble hovering flies then hit the water with gentle plops.

Translucent beetles with dozens of skinny legs skated the choppy surface to hide from the downpour under porous leaves of aquatic plants.

“
Beautiful
,” she breathed.

“Yesss, you are.”

Her eye filaments were spiked when she jerked her chin up to look at him. “Thank you for sharing this with us.” Her arm swept out flinging water. “Thank you for coming into my life. Thank you for being kind, and generous, and bringing your quiet joy, your wisdom. For the things you do I’m not smart enough to know you’re doing. Just
thank you
.”

Cobra went to his knees.

He was thankful for her, for his clan.

He felt cherished, and longed to find the right words to express the depth of his happiness.

Return words of gratitude clogged in his throat.

He knew what it felt like to be trapped without hope.

Lumen set him free.

Speechless, he pressed his forehead to her breasts, rubbing his face into the soft mounds.

Nimble fingers tugged on the thong tying his quills to his crown.

Loosened, the jet lengths draped his face and bunched shoulders.

She massaged his scalp then trawled her fingertips from his crown to his nape.

Shivering, he hesitated then slid his lower arms around her to cup her buttocks.

The drenched cloth moulded to the ample globes, her curves, and he found them maddening, arousing.

He squeezed then muttered a harsh curse when she rocked against him.

She invites me.

With frantic roughness, he roamed her sensitive flesh.

He tried to temper his touch, but was swept away by a shockwave of sensation.

Then she was under him.

Cobra shoved a thigh between hers and gripped her softsuit at the neck.

He ripped it open to bare her breasts.

The startled gasp torn from her lips jolted him out of his haze.

Then the salty musk of her sex invaded his nostrils, and blanketed his mind with ferocious yearning.

It had never been like this.

As if he’d die if not inside his female.

As if his flesh would implode, and he’d cease to exist.

Cold water drops hit his back.

They slid down his heaving sides to wet her skin warm.

Their gazes tangled, breaths mingled.

“Cobra.” Lumen hooked a rain-slicked leg up his waist. She gripped his quills, and spoke with resonant belief. “Never doubt you were meant to be mine.”

Moaning, his head drooped.

Her words of possession seized yet another fragment of his soul.

He pushed downward to suck on her nubbins, as he’d seen his nest mates do.

She arched her back as he tongued the dusky nubbins until they wrinkled and puckered.

She responds to my touch.

He dragged his hardsuit down, and pushed the waterlogged skirt of her softsuit to her thickening waist.

Beauty,
he thought as his hand passed over her rounded stomach.

My offspring
, a hatchling of his heart and soul seeded by his nest mate.

His thigh connected with her bare core, and he shuddered.

Wet heat.

His lower hands spread her legs, and he impaled her on his turgid length.

Tender flesh yielded as he powered inside.

Lustful frenzy descended as her channel sucked him in.

Panting, grunting, he shoved into her until her body jarred with each hip kick.

Nails raked his back.

Roaring, he rutted her as if one with the beasts he hunted, driven by primitive instinct.

Fiery twilight glinting off metal, the point of a dagger pierced his throat.

Another pressed into his lower spine and stilled his violent bucking.

Incensed he’d been caught off guard, panicked his mate lay pinned and defenceless beneath him, his lips peeled back to bare dripping fangs.

Fiercely applied pressure.

Cobra’s neck moved with the blade lest it be severed.

His back bowed, forced upwards, yet he refused to leave the suction of Lumen’s sheathe.

He adjusted his hold, so he lifted her, speared on his distended length, as he bent.

“Animal,”
Fiercely snarled. “She swells with what is ours.”

A ruby bead rolled down Cobra’s neck.

He struggled to order his thoughts and understand the charge laid against him.

Lumen’s hand landed on the blade at his throat.

She closed it in her fist then carefully pulled it out and away.

Her fingers trembled, but she was strong, and her chin lifted. “Tisk, tisk.”

“
Too rough
,” Fiercely bit out.

“I make that call. Not you.” Her heated gaze took in his erect state. Her tongue dabbed her lip, as if imagining the tip of his shaft perched there. “Play nice.”

Undaunted by the tension, Venomous prowled towards them.

He tore out of his hardsuit.

Blunt features contorted as he hit his knees then pressed his chest flush to Lumen’s back, hand cupping her slender throat.

His tongue flickered, expression awash in bliss as he felt the vital beat of her heart through her pulse.

His thumb hooked up to press into her mouth, pumped between her lips.

Eyes sliding closed, she sucked on it until her cheeks hollowed.

She licked his palm, curled her tongue around his fingers. “Touch yourself.”

The slow
smack, smack, smack
of his fist working his length caused a rash of bumps to pebble her flesh.

“Faster,” she whispered. “Make me feel it.”

Venomous made a rough sound then buried his face in the fragrant arch of her neck.

His upper hands clasped her breasts and squeezed.

He rocked into her with gasps and guttural notes of strain.

At her ear he rumbled, “Can you feel my cock, Lumen?”

Her head bobbed.

“Tell me how it feels.”

“
Good
,” she breathed. “Hard. Stroke it faster, babe.”

“When we get back to our lair, I am going to eat your pussy.” He nuzzled her neck, nipped her ear with a savage grin. “Then fuck it.”

Bright eyes opening, she laughed, breathless. Her fingers reached back to graze under his jaw. “Promises, promises.”

Cobra’s brille threatened to unveil his true eyes, so stunned was he at the hushed exchange.

Yet there was something intimate about it.

Titillating.

He wanted a part in creating this secret world.

“Why have you stopped?” Lumen demanded eyes stormy. “Take me.”

Her lips latched onto his, and the thrust of her tongue was brutal, sharp, tingly mentha.

Grasping hands traced the lineaments of his face.

She stroked his chest and stomach.

Flushed with heat, her eyelids fluttered, as if touching him overwhelmed her.

“
Cobra
,” she moaned, “
I want you.
” Her hips corkscrewed as she sank her teeth into his chin. Bit down with a mean little snarl. “Come for me.”

“
Rä’Na
.” Fiercely’s erratic breathing turned ragged, discordant with the erotic tide. “I need you.”

Lumen startled, the hoarse rasp breaking her from a trance.

She blinked realising she held his blade. “Free yourself.”

Hands shaky, he did.

“Give it.”

Shaft in palm, Fiercely hesitated.

His gaze dropped to her fingers wrapped around the blade.

He glowered at Cobra.

“
Now
,” she snapped.

Quivering under the weight of his arousal, he fed her his engorged length.

He choked a cry as she swallowed him with a happy noise, spat curses when she hummed, bobbed, and then swirled her tongue over his inflamed head.

Fiercely tangled his claws in her hair, tightening them to a fist that yanked her head back.

He pulled out of her mouth then drove deep, holding her at his mercy.

He propelled his hips in a steady thrust and retreat.

Soft slaps of Venomous’ fist on his stem grew louder and faster as his fingers tugged and rubbed her nubbins.

Shuddering, Fiercely again withdrew.

Lumen whispered, “Mark me.”

Full of him again, she quieted, but tugged the knife free of his white-knuckled grip to drop it at their feet.

Gazing up, her pupils dilated to starless voids.

Kaleidoscopic rain dripped from her eyelashes, nose and chin.

Her lips parted from where they wrapped around him on a breathed, “
Bukkake
me, sweetheart,” then they sucked on his swollen sac.

Head thrown back, Fiercely exploded.

His mouth wrenched open in a silent howl, expression a near grimace of pain as his loins bucked.

With each convulsion, pearly arcs painted the lips and tongue that lapped and suckled so greedily.

Undone by the sight, the friction of his shaft enclosed within pulsating flesh, Cobra surged into his mate with all the force his body commanded.

He bellowed as his throbbing testes drew up tight.

Spasmed
.

The slit in his crown tingled as it loosed his seed, each squirt a battering wave of pleasure that dragged him under.

Spent, the sound of blood rush crashing in his ears, he swayed.

Movement devolved to impatient jerks, Venomous snatched Lumen from Cobra’s arms.

He set her on all fours then pushed her head down.