The Alien’s Reward by Luna Kingsley
Chapter 16
Sarah
The chill setsin as soon as we reach the bottom floor. Bitter shocks of cold move from the cement through my bare feet as I realize shoes would’ve been an appropriate choice if I were thinking more clearly after that bitch of a nightmare. “This is where you’re keeping him? I thought he was one of you?”
Stux’an doesn’t answer as he unlocks the huge metal door. There’s a lone lantern on the wall providing the only bit of light for the entire space. It’s enough for me to see that there’s nothing but cells down here. No windows or other guards. Only a place where someone goes to be forgotten or punished—or both.
I’m not prepared for the sight of Vah’all once the door opens. His head hangs in defeat, his arms and legs restrained to the wall with massive chains. When his eyes finally focus on me, they lack the usual flare of possession I’ve come to recognize.
“Vah’all?” I ask.
From the beginning he’s elicited a strange mixture of fear and desire from me. More recently, less fear and more desire but I’ll save those conversations for the inevitable sessions with my therapist when all of this is over. In this moment, however, desire wraps around my fear and smothers it. The door closes shut behind me, leaving me locked in the cell with a chained alien but my feet move me across the floor toward him without hesitation. It isn’t until I cup his face with my hands that life registers behind his eyes.
“Sarah? You can’t be real. How is this possible?”
He moves against the chains, the heavy rattle so loud when they collide against the thick cement of the walls. “Why are they doing this to you?” I can’t stop myself from touching him now that he’s finally here in front of me again. After everything that has happened since leaving Earth, it finally registers that he’s not my enemy, no matter how hard I’ve tried to put him in that category.
Without answering me, he pulls me closer until he’s nuzzling into my neck, breathing in my scent. “They’ve treated you well? I sensed your distress.”
My arms wrap around him until our lips are mere centimeters apart. “My nightmares were back without you there to keep them away.”
His chest rumbles and the vibration passes through him into me. “I fought to keep them from taking you from me…but I failed you.”
He hangs his head again but he’s curled around my body, so he ends up encompassing me more. His masculine need makes itself known, pressing into my thigh as he kneads his fingers into my lower back. The ownership he takes with my body relaxes me, making it almost possible to forget we’re in a locked, dark cell together and he’s still chained to the wall.
Without overthinking it, I drop one of my hands between us and rub over the bulge in the front of his pants. Even though he’s been generous with his sexual intimacy with me, I have yet to see or touch his alien cock. After seeing him chained and defeated like this, I want to give him pleasure now.
“Take it out, Sarah. Let me feel your soft hands on me.” He licks slowly across my neck, flicking over my ear until his sharp teeth press into my soft flesh and make me gasp. A whimper escapes me as I fumble with his waistband, working to set him free. “Ahhh, that’s right. Pull them down.” He’s working me out of my jumpsuit at the same time I’m doing what I can while working against these chains.
“I want to touch you, Vah’all.” The urgency in my voice shocks me but my pussy is throbbing like is has its own pulse and I’m not sure how to explain it.
“Put your hands on me. Let me feel your body against mine.” It’s too dark for me to be able to see his cock so I use my hands to explore. Yes, hands. I need both of them as I stroke around and over his massive, thick erection. My fingers move over raised lines that I assume to be veins that wrap around from the underside but they’re more patterned, almost like a spiral. I’m still touching and exploring when a gush of fluid streams down from the head over my hands.
“Oh shit…sorry,” I say, quickly, pulling my hands away.
Vah’all is practically purring now and isn’t the least bit embarrassed or apologetic. “No, my only. This is my body’s way of telling you I am ready to mate. You can rub it anywhere on your body and it acts as an aphrodisiac. Or let it coat my cock so when I slam into your beautiful cunt it won’t cause you any pain. It’ll slip inside as if I was made for your sheath, no matter how large I am.”
“Really?” It’s coating my fingers but not sticky in any way…just like a thick liquid that’s warm and slightly tingly. Curious, I rub it over my nipples and gasp when they immediately begin tightening and tingling. Tight, hard nubs swell on my chest as warmth moves straight to my pussy, causing moisture to begin leaking down my thighs. “Holy shit,” I gasp.
Vah’all’s hands grip onto my ass and pull me closer, his mouth sucking one of my nipples between his teeth until I’m shaking so hard I might just explode. “Do you like how it makes you feel?” He whispers into my ear, his hands holding me against him so there’s no space between our bodies anymore. His cock is pressed against my mound and up against my stomach, not where I need him to be right now.
“God, yes.” My fingers grip his shoulders, clinging to him because if I let go, I’ll dissolve into a puddle on the floor. “More, Vah’all, please. Please.” It’s not just the feeling the liquid gave me, it’s also the scent of it in the air. We’re locked in this cell like it’s a goddamn sex box, turning me into a writhing, needy mess.
His mouth moves to my other nipple and the pressure of it sends another tremble through me. He’s latched his lips over my bud like a suction while his tongue flicks over and over again. He’s moving my hips against his cock, the slippery slide of our bodies mixed with my panting and his possessive growls the only sounds in this small cell. Occasionally his chains rattle, reminding me of our precarious position but in this moment…I just don’t care.
“I want in this warm cunt.” He pulls away and grips my chin between his fingers, staring into my eyes with burning intensity. It takes a moment for me to realize that this is his way of asking permission. Telling me what he wants and waiting to see if I’ll let him take it.
“Yes. I need you so much.” He moves his hands, spreading me by gripping the back of my thighs. “Take me hard, Vah’all. I need it so badly.”
Instead of taking me without wasting another moment, he growls again, his head rolling back on his neck like he’s trying to keep himself under control. With his neck exposed, I dip forward and pepper kisses there, my arms holding me tight against his body. Every nerve is as tight as a spring ready to pop off with only the slightest bit of stimulation.
“Vah’all,” I say, desperation lacing his name when he still hasn’t entered my body and given me what I need. I’m strung out with need as if I’ve taken too strong of a dose of the aphrodisiac. Or maybe it’s because it isn’t really meant for a human’s body. Whatever the reason, I’m going to burst if he doesn’t fill me up and relieve this growing ache within me soon.
“I’ve got you.” His fingers push inside, giving me a taste of what I need. “Your cunt is impossibly tight.” His voice is deep and raspy as he adds another finger, moving them back and forth while he explores the tight space. “I’m desperate for you, but I don’t want to hurt you.”
Pleasure grows in my core as he rubs against the walls of my channel and it’s difficult for me to form words. “I thought you said it wouldn’t hurt.”
“It’s not supposed to but you’re smaller than any other female.”
“I don’t want to hear about any other woman you’ve been with.” Unexpected jealousy strikes me fast and hot at the thought of Vah’all being with any other woman besides me.
“There is no one else but you. Only you.” Our lips press together, our tongues tangling frantically. His fingers disappear, leaving me too empty and too desperate for more. I’m about to beg him again to take me but it’s unnecessary. In the next moment he fits the head of cock against me and slides inside, working himself until he’s buried deep.
The air leaves me as I struggle to acclimate to his size. I can feel him everywhere.
“Breathe.” Vah’all’s kiss gives me the air I need. Now that I’m distracted from the size of his appendage inside of me, my muscles begin to relax as I melt into his arms. “That’s right. Let me in. It’s going to feel so good. I promise you.”
Vah’all shifts his body so he’s no longer on his knees. Instead, he’s sitting back against the wall while I straddle his hips. This slight shift in position eases the discomfort until my entire body is alight with sensation.
There’s no turning back now. He’s becoming someone who means something important to me and I lost any desire to fight whatever this is growing between us. My fingers dig tighter into his shoulders as I ready myself for what comes next.