Dusan (Scifi Alien Romance) (Galactic Mates) Page 5

“We took a big dose of radiation due to that solar flare. Nothing the ship’s med-bay won’t be able to deal with… but we’ll need to stay in isolation for a few hours so we don’t contaminate the ship.”

  “Isolation?”

  I nod. “Right here.”

  I slide out of the spacesuit and walk over towards one of the panels on the side of the wall. After I input the necessary data the lights all dim, and the temperature goes up a few degrees.

  “What’s happening?” Cindy asks, her arms crossed over her chest.

  “The med-bay is doing its work. I suggest you make yourself comfortable, you’re going to stay here for a while.”

  Cindy gets up and removes the clunky spacesuit. Her clothes are sticking to her body, her face already red.

  “Is it supposed to be this hot in here?”

  I nod. “All part of the decontamination process.”

  Cindy sits down across from me, resting her head in her hands. I rest my head against the wall and pretend to close my eyes, but keeping my gaze fixed on her.

  “Thank you,” I say. “For going out there for me. That was a gutsy move.”

  “Don’t mention it,” Cindy shrugs. “You saved me before. Now we’re even.”

  We spend a few minutes in silence. I try to relax, but my eyes are drawn to Cindy’s beautiful curves. She’s huffing and puffing, her body obviously struggling with the intense heat.

  “You can undress if you want.”

  Cindy looks up in surprise. “I can what?”

  “Undress. You’re hot. Physically. Err, you know what I mean.”

  Her face grows an even deeper shade of red.

  “I won’t look. I promise.”

  My word is my bond, but that’s one promise I won’t be able to keep.

  After a moment of deliberation, Cindy stands up and removes the shirt that’s sticking to her body, revealing her beautiful midriff. A black bra is in the way, obscuring my view of her glorious orbs.

  My temperature is raised a notch as well, and my suit feels a tad cramped all of a sudden. I’d like nothing more than to slip it off, but I’m totally naked underneath.

  Her jeans come down next. Her thighs are pale and curvy, and would look great on my bed — or wrapped around my neck. Her panties match her bra: black and in the way.

  She lies down on a bench, resting her hands underneath her head. Her barely-covered form is only a few feet away, teasing me. Daring me.

  I want nothing more than to make her mine.

  “Don’t you want to take your armor off?” she asks. “You must be awfully hot in there.”

  “I do.”

  “Then don’t stop on my account,” Cindy says with a smirk. Her blue eyes, as bright as diamonds, are staring at me, a strange glint in them. “I feel strange being the only half-nude person in here.”

  I cock my eyebrow. “Are you sure?”

  “Of course, why wouldn’t I be?”

  Well, I could imagine a few reasons… but I’m not letting this opportunity pass me by.

  “If you insist.”

  I stand up and tap a button on my back. Instantly my obsidian armor disengages and clatters to the floor, revealing my pure, perfect, naked form.

  Cindy’s eyes grow as big as planets. She inhales sharply when her eyes drink in my impressive body. Her eyes travel all over my frame, from my broad shoulders and impressive pecs, right down to my six-pack… and further below.

  “Well,” I say with a smirk. Her blue eyes are fixed on my sunset-colored cock. “What do you think?”

  She rolls her eyes, but doesn’t turn away. “You’re unbelievable, Dusan. So cocky.”

  I rest my hands on my hips, giving her all the time in the world to commit every inch of me to memory.

  “That wasn’t an answer.”

  She leans on her elbows, tearing her eyes from my manhood to look me in the eyes.

  “And what do you want me to say, hm? That you’re god’s gift to woman? That I’m melting before your eyes?”

  “I want you to tell me the truth,” I say. “So yes, all of those things.”

  Blood is rushing to my cock, my manhood growing with every passing second. So brazenly challenging Cindy is incredibly enjoyable. Her eyes are fixed on mine, but I can tell she wants nothing more than to snap her eyes down and drink in my full throbbing length.

  “Go ahead,” I say. “Look. You might snap your neck otherwise.”

  “You’re a tool,” she says with a laugh, but her eyes do quickly dart downwards. “Holy… you’re packing heat.”

  “I know.”

  “You’re even bigger than your squad mates.”

  “I know.”

  She squirms on the bench, squeezing her thighs together. I notice her nipples are poking right through her black bra, and her voice has become huskier.

  “What do you plan on doing with that… thing?” she asks.

  “This?” I say, running a finger down my impressive length, all the way from the base to the glistening head. “Nothing.”

  Another lie.

  11

  Cindy

  I can’t believe what I’m doing.

  Dusan is towering over me, his hand wrapped around the base of his imposing cock as he slowly strokes himself… and I’m watching.

  And feeling sorry it’s not my hand that is wrapped around his giant girth.

  What’s going on with me? I hated him. Or I thought I did. Maybe it’s the heat, maybe it’s the radiation, maybe it’s the adrenaline of just barely surviving a walk through space… and maybe it’s just my true feelings coming to light.

  I lick my lips as I watch the growly warrior grow even bigger right in front of me. He’s already bigger than his squadmates — and he’s still growing with every second.

  Such length, such girth… that would never, in a thousand years, fit inside a little old human like me.

  Only one way to find out.

  “You’re looking awfully hot,” Dusan growls.

  You could say that again.

  “How about I cool you down with a massage?”

  He reaches behind him and pull out a bottle of oil from a small compartment in the wall.

  “Okay,” I say, trying to keep my voice from shaking. I want nothing more than to feel his strong, capable hands on me.

  Dusan squirts the white liquid into his hands and steps over me. I’m lying on my stomach on a bench, wearing naught but my underwear. The moment his hands touch my naked shoulders a shiver runs down my body.

  The liquid is cool and relaxing, while his grip is powerful. With one flick of his wrist he unclasps my bra, and spreads the oil all over my naked back.

  “How’s that?” he asks.

  Godly. Heavenly. Fantastic.

  “Good,” I murmur. The last thing Dusan needs is another feather in his cap.

  His hands travel down my back. His touch sends a spark right through me, igniting a burning passion inside of me. Subconsciously I arch my back, begging for him to tear my panties right off and make me his.

  I feel something hard and warm nestle between my cheeks. I glance over, sucking in a breath. Is that…?

  His throbbing cock is resting between the cheeks of my ass, pressing against the soft fabric of my panties. Dusan moves his strong hands down my back, the pressure feeling like a godsend, and with every movement he makes I feel his hardness throb and tremble against me.

  My entire body feels like it’s on fire. I moan lewdly as his hands move down further, his thumbs hooking into my panties.

  He pulls them down, excruciatingly slow. I arch my back and wiggle my legs, wantonly putting myself on display for him. I can’t help myself. I need him. More than I’ve ever needed anything in my life.

  Dusan slides my panties all the way down to my ankles, leaving me completely naked and waiting, my entire body available for him.

  I glance over my shoulder at the imposing Zoran towering over me. He stands over me like an ancient statue — every muscle in his godly b
ody perfectly defined, his rock-hard cock bobbing between his legs like a predator.

  Subconsciously I lick my lips.

  “You are beautiful,” he growls. “I love your curves, your skin, your softness…”

  His hands move down and grab two handfuls of my full, round cheeks. I yelp in surprise as his strong fingers dig into my soft skin. He slaps my ass, the sound reverberating off the walls.

  “Ow,” I yell, but there’s only pleasure in my voice.

  “You’re mine,” he says. “All mine.”

  I wiggle my butt. “So take me,” I whisper. I can’t wait a second longer.

  “I’m not in a hurry,” Dusan responds. “I have other plans…”

  Before I can turn back around to see what the dominant Zoran has planned now, he grabs my waist from behind and lifts me right up! My hands are resting on the bench, and the next moment a wanton moan leaves my lips as I feel his skilled tongue move across my wet lips.

  “D-Dusan,” I tremble. “Wh-what are you doing?”

  “Tasting you,” he growls.

  My legs are resting on his shoulders, his strong hands holding me up by my waist without any effort. He’s kissing me from behind, his tongue exploring me, tasting me, licking me.

  I’m hanging upside down — literally and figuratively. With his mouth kissing my most sensitive places, his tongue entering me, or moving against my swollen, thumping clit, I don’t know left from right or top from bottom anymore.

  All I see are stars as pure bliss courses through my veins.

  Dusan can’t get enough of me. He’s eating me like a man possessed. His arms pull me closer, until we’re in an upside-down sixty-nine position. His warm, throbbing manhood is pressing against my naked chest now, the glistening head rubbing against my nipples.

  Instantly I move my hands up to wrap them around his thick, throbbing pole. I can feel his heartbeat, the hardness pulsing in my hands.

  It’s the most beautiful cock I’ve ever seen in my life. It’s the color of a beautiful sunset, but with a golden-colored head, like a bright, shimmering jewel. The sheer size of him is intimidating… but extremely arousing at the same time.

  I need to taste him.

  I lean back a bit so I can wrap my lips around the head. It’s not an easy fit, but I manage, my tongue sneaking out to taste him.

  He’s every bit as tasty as I imagined him to be.

  Dusan growls like a wild animal as I take him into my mouth, and those sounds fill me with wicked pleasure. I love that I can make this tough warrior, this brute, moan and quiver and groan my name.

  My hands move up and down his length as I take him further into my mouth, savoring every sweet inch. However, it’s hard to focus when his face is buried between my legs.

  Dusan’s tongue is flicking against my thumping clit, and every time he does so, a burst of pure pleasure spreads through my entire being. I pant and moan, shamelessly surrendering myself to his toned, colored body.

  He growls, licking me faster, his tongue rhythmically moving against me, picking up speed, going faster, faster, and my heart is racing, and my vision is blurry, and he goes even faster, the waves of pleasure building and building into an unstoppable crescendo, into a tidal wave that sweeps my consciousness away into a land of pure unadulterated bliss.

  I tremble and moan, his hardness in my mouth as I come. All I see is stars, all I taste is his sweetness, all I feel is pleasure, a never-ending wave of it, reaching every last fiber of my body.

  When I come down from my unbelievable high it takes a moment to orient myself. I find myself lying on my back on the bench, Dusan towering over me, a wicked grin on that chiseled face of his.

  My eyes travel down his imposing frame, right down to the big throbbing cock bobbing between his legs.

  Oh god.

  He grabs my legs and pushes my knees up to my chest, making my entire body available to him. Dusan leans forwards, his cock resting on my belly, his face inches away from mine.

  He’s going to make me take every last inch of him.

  The light-red warrior kisses me passionately, his tongue entering my mouth. I wrap my hands around his neck, kissing him back, the feel of his tongue and lips making my desire burn even brighter. All the fighting and arguing the two of us have done flows away as we share the deepest, most meaningful kiss of my life, our bodies, no, our souls melting together, feeling as though we are one.

  I want our bodies to be as connected as our souls are.

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  Dusan

  The feeling of Cindy’s tongue in my mouth is indescribable. Her lips are thick and tasty and beautiful. I love the feeling of them in my mouth, of my tongue brushing against them, of our mouths meeting. A feeling unlike anything I have ever known fills my body.

  It spreads from my chest outwards to every last inch of me. A warmth, a joyous, peaceful feeling that I feel right down in my very bones.

  Her naked, pale body lies underneath me. Waiting for me. Wanting me.

  My hands move up to her round, full breasts, my fingers digging into her soft skin. The moment I do she moans softly into my mouth, and my cock throbs with pure lust, my precum dribbling down on her naked stomach.

  I want her.

  I want to make her mine, to take her, to fill her with every last inch, to make her scream my name, to beg for my seed, to totally and completely fuck her.

  One of her hands cups my cheek, the other trailing down my back as we kiss. I’ve never felt like this before. Never. Cindy is the center of my universe.

  I throw her legs over my shoulders and move my hips down. The golden head of my cock slides down, brushing against her wet folds. Her entire body trembles as I line my colored cock up at her entrance.

  I grab her thighs, my fingers sinking into her soft skin. Our eyes are locked. We don’t utter a single word, but we don’t have to. I feel like we’re on the exact same wavelengths, our bodies, our minds working as one.

  Perhaps it is the solar flare’s radiation that makes our bodies burn with this intense, fiery passion, or the adrenaline of barely surviving the highly dangerous spacewalk — or it could just be that she truly is my mate, my everything, the sole reason for my existence.

  With our eyes locked, her hands resting on my cheeks, I enter her. A single thrust of my powerful hips is all it takes for my thick cock to slide into her, opening her, filling her. A powerful cry leaves her lips, her mouth hanging open, her blue eyes rolling to the back of her head.

  The feeling of being inside of her is exquisite. I let her adjust to my immense size for a few moments before I slide myself into her, inch after inch of my big, Zoran cock entering her.

  My forehead is resting against hers, my mouth kissing her mouth, her cheeks, her neck, trailing my lips across her. She moans my name as I enter her, going ever deeper and deeper. I want to bury myself into her, all the way to the hilt, but I take my time, savoring the feeling.

  After a whole minute I’ve done it — every last inch of me is inside her. I flex my cock and Cindy groans with pleasure.

  Now the real fucking can begin.

  I pull back, my big cock sliding out, until only the golden head remains inside of her. Cindy’s eyes fly open, her big blues staring at me, pleading with me.

  “What do you want?” I ask, my voice a throaty growl.

  “You,” she says, her voice shaking.

  I grab a tight hold of her hips and slam myself into her, burying my cock all the way to the hilt inside of her. I fuck her with slow, hard strokes, driving the human female up the wall with pleasure.

  I love the way she groans, the way her mouth hangs open ever so slightly, the way she sighs my name every time I enter her. I’ve never seen anything more beautiful, more erotic than her.

  I’ve never felt so alive.

  I grab a hold of her neck, roughly kissing her, my tongue entering her mouth as I fuck her. I build up speed, slamming myself into her, pounding every last inch of me into her. The sounds of our furious lovema
king echo off the walls.

  Her legs wrap around my waist and her hands move to my ass. She wants this as much as I do, begging for more.

  I can’t hold out any longer.

  I want to continue doing this, burying myself inside of her, pounding her body like a jackhammer, for all eternity if possible — but I feel my orgasm building. Pleasure moves through every inch of me, radiating outwards from my cock and reaching every last fiber of my being.

  “I’m going to come,” I growl into her neck.

  “Yes,” she moans, her hips bucking. “Yes, yes, yes!”

  My cock grows harder and harder until it feels like it can cut diamonds. I press my mouth against hers, forcing my tongue into her mouth as I come directly inside of her. I bury myself all the way to the hilt as my massive cock unleashes its seed. I pump her full of my potent load, growling her name as I do.

  Time seems to slow to a standstill. All the sounds of the universe disappear around us, the edges of my vision blurring. There’s only me and her. There’s only Cindy’s naked, quivering body, wrapped around my hardness. There’s only my big cock exploding inside of her luscious body. There’s only my cum filling her.

  With a loud, animalistic roar I collapse on top of her. Our bodies are entwined, are souls as one. I kiss her neck, her ear, her cheek. I can’t get enough of her scent.

  She lovingly rubs my back, planting small kisses all over my forehead.

  “That was…”

  “…Amazing,” she says, finishing my sentence.

  I’m still inside of her, still hard, still throbbing. Every pulse sends another wave of heavenly pleasure coursing through my veins.

  “I can’t believe we did this,” she whispers into my ear.

  I rest on my elbows, looking into her deep blue eyes.

  “Neither can I,” I admit. “But I don’t regret a second of it.”

  “I don’t either,” she’s quick to say, “but I thought you hated me.”

  “Hate? Never. Infuriate? Now that you do,” I grin. “You are strong-willed and challenging. You ask hard questions, and you don’t take no for an answer. That can lead to… a response.”

  “You can say that again,” Cindy chuckles. “You smashed your cup!”

  “I let my feelings be known. If I am pleased, you will know. And if I am furious, trust me, you will know. You can’t be surprised every time I destroy a piece of tableware,” I say with a grin.