Alien Warrior’s Second Chance by Sue Mercury

Chapter 17

Zorras carried Karla upstairs,taking the steps three at a time in his eagerness to finally mate with her, to finally make her his. He set her on the bed and ran a hand through her wet hair. He touched his own hair next and looked down at his attire. His warrior’s uniform was water resistant, but he was covered in drying mud from when he’d knelt on the ground during the downpour.

“Should we, um, take a shower first?” Karla asked, a blush tinting her cheeks. She peered up at him from under dark, thick lashes, her eyes shining with a radiance that stole his breath, and he thought she’d never looked so beautiful.

He glanced at the doorway to the master suite bathroom, but quickly decided against getting cleaned up before they grinded corn together. Whatever corn was. Perhaps it was a slang word for private parts. He made a mental note to ask Karla later.

After a long pause, during which he knelt in front of his sweet beauty to brush a hand through her damp, mussed hair, he said, “If we shower together, I will end up rutting you in the shower stall. But I want our first time to be in my bed. We will exchange vows, join our bodies as one, and become a mated pair in the eyes of my people’s god.”

She swallowed hard and nodded. “Okay, that sounds nice, but I’m kind of a mess. I bet I look like a drowned rodent.”

She tried to stand up, but he placed a hand upon her shoulder, forcing her to remain in place.

“You might not need to shower,” she said. “A little dirt just makes you look rugged and sexy, which, for the record, is super unfair. But I really ought to go get cleaned up quickly. I’ll just be gone for a few minutes.”

“No,” he said. “I like you just the way you are, Karla, and I don’t think I can wait a few minutes to have you. I long to kiss and caress every part of your body, to make you cry out in the throes of a release over and over again.”

Her eyes went wide. “Oh, well, at least let me fix my hair and get the mud off my legs, and maybe—”

He grasped her face between his hands and pressed his lips to hers, growling into her mouth as he swept his tongue inside, passion flaring within him. His blood heated with need and his cock thickened in his pants. He couldn’t wait to strip off his clothes—and hers as well—and physically demonstrate his love.

Raw desire surged within him, and he deepened the kiss, drawing a whimper from her throat.

When he finally pulled away, they were both breathless and panting for air. The sight of her lips swollen from his kisses made his cock harden further.

He stood and rearranged her on the bed, so that her head rested upon the pillows. He met her eyes as he began stripping off his clothes. Her mouth parted on a gasp when he shed his pants and his thick swollen cock sprang free.

After he finished undressing, he tossed his boots and clothing aside, then joined Karla on the bed.

He proceeded to trail kisses down her neck. She ran her hands through his hair and leaned into his touch with occasional whimpers and moans.

Her responsiveness pleased him and left him increasingly eager to claim her, this sweet beauty who would soon be all his. Forever. His heart swelled with joy at the knowledge.

Finally, Karla had agreed to become his wife.

He looked up from her neck and met her eyes, then gripped the front of her gown. “I will buy you a new one,” he said, ripping the garment straight down the front, exposing her heaving breasts.

She gasped as he bent down and latched his mouth onto one nipple. He laved at the hardened bud while cupping her other breast, and his rigid cock throbbed against her inner thigh. She shifted beneath him, parting her legs wider, and the enticing scent of her arousal reached him. A growl ripped from his throat.

As he tended to her breasts, sucking one and then the other, she wiggled out of her dress. He felt between her thighs and didn’t discover her wearing undergarments of any kind. She jerked against his hand as he ran a digit through her gathering wetness. He withdrew from her bosom and peered into her eyes.

“I thought most human females wore undergarments,” he said in an inquisitive tone. Now that he thought about it, he’d also heard human women liked to wear a contraption around their breasts. Something called a bra. Yet Karla wasn’t wearing a bra or panties.

Her eyes danced with mischief. “Well, I usually wear undergarments, but I know Vaxxlians usually don’t, so… when in Rome, right?

“Rome is a city on Earth, is it not?”

“Uh, yeah.”

“Are you saying citizens of Rome do not wear undergarments?”

She grinned and cupped his face. “Not quite. It’s another human saying. It just means to do something because everyone else is doing it. I’ll hold off on the human sayings for a while. I, uh, wouldn’t want to distract you from your task,” she said with a nod at her bosom. He glanced down and realized he was playing with her nipples, circling the tightened buds with precise movements. Goosebumps rose on her flesh and the scent of her arousal heightened in the air.

He sat back and admired her luscious curves. “Fluxx, Karla, you are stunning.” As he continued palming her breasts, he kissed her again, this time vibrating his tongue inside her mouth. She gave a surprised squeal but soon settled beneath him, wrapping her arms around his waist as she returned his kiss.

He situated his throbbing cock at her entrance and dragged the tip of his shaft through her moisture. Fluxx. His desire skyrocketed and he withdrew from the kiss to meet her gaze.

“We must exchange our mating vows,” he announced, “before I sink my cock into your depths.”

Tears glimmered in her eyes. She nodded, but before he could start speaking the vows, which he expected she would repeat after him, she spoke first.

“I, Karla, give you, Zorras, my soul, my body, and my heart. Upon this mating, I am yours and you are mine. May the Star God bless our union.” She offered him a brief smile. “After reading your letter, I-I might’ve looked up the mating vows. I read them so many times I ended up memorizing them.”

He stroked her damp hair behind her ears and pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead. Usually, a Vaxxlian male said his vows first, and the female repeated the words, but he liked that Karla had gone first. She was choosing him of her own free will. After her unhappy marriage to the dishonorable nescuxxa named Merle, she deserved the chance to forge her own path, and he thanked the Star God that he would be a part of that path, a part of her life. He resolved to treat her with nothing but kindness, and he would teach her what it meant to be loved and revered above all others.

He cleared his throat and peered into her pretty blue gaze, emotion surging through him at the look of absolute trust she’d leveled upon him. He promised himself he would never do anything to break that trust.

“I, Zorras, give you, Karla, my soul, my body, and my heart. Upon this mating, I am yours and you are mine. May the Star God bless our union.”

A joyfulness that knew no bounds rose within him, for he’d just finished exchanging mating vows with his one true soulmate.

They shared a long, affectionate look, followed by a smile.

He kissed her forehead again and settled himself deeper between her thighs, though he didn’t quite push inside yet. Knowing she hadn’t shared a bed with another male in over twenty years, he wished to go slow, to be gentle and take care not to hurt her.

“Are you ready, wife?” he whispered, cupping the side of her face.

She nodded and parted her thighs wider. An urgent look crossed her face, and she undulated her center slightly against his shaft. He growled and fought the urge to impale her with one rapid stroke.

“Yes, yes, I am ready,” she finally replied. “Make love to me, husband.”