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  He lifts me up and wraps his arms around me, his hands resting on my ass, and it feels like I’m floating, his cock still firmly inside of me.

  “I could go harder,” he smirks.

  “You couldn’t,” I tease.

  My hands slide around his neck and kiss him deeply.

  “Watch me.”

  The next moment I simply explode with pleasure. His hips are a blur as he fucks me senseless, bouncing me on his massive cock like I’m weightless. My toes curl, my vision turn to stars, and my core throbs with pure bliss, every thrust bringing me higher and higher.

  I feel Marcas grow harder and harder inside of me, and I know that can mean only one thing.

  He’s about to cum deeply inside of me.

  “Yes,” I pant. “Yes, do it, fill me.”

  I know just how much he cums, from back when he just woke up — it’s hard to forget that absolute volcano. The thought of all that seed filling my pussy… that’s enough to make me orgasm on the spot.

  We both come at once.

  He roars my name, his entire body shaking, leaning his back against the wall to keep his balance as his cock pulses and throbs aggressively. I can feel shot after shot of his Zoran cum fill me, and it sends me right over the edge.

  I’ve never felt anything this powerful, his pure, this primal. My legs tremble as wave after wave of pure bliss spread to every fiber of my being.

  New memories indeed! And this is only a taste. I want a whole lifetime of new memories with my pink Zoran…

  When I come down from my incredible high, Marcas is still inside of me, I’m still dangling in the air in his arms, and his hardness has barely subsided.

  “You’re still hard,” I say, stating the very obvious.

  “This is just the start,” he growls. He carries me to my bed and throws me down on it before laying down on top of me. His weight crushes me — in a good way. I like the feeling of having him on top of me, of protecting me.

  I feel safe.

  “I love you, Marcas,” I say. “I love you.”

  The words just slip out of their own accord.

  He looks at me, those beautiful teal eyes of him shimmering.

  “I love you, too, Lily,” he says.

  And I feel he means every word of it. Still, a small doubt lingers in my mind.

  “Really?” I ask. “What if… what if I did something terrible and that’s why they wiped my memory, and…”

  He shuts me up with a kiss.

  “I love you, Lily. Now and forever. No matter what. You are absolutely perfect in every way.”

  His tongue brushes against my bottom lip, and I open my mouth for him, my legs hooking around his waist. I’m ready for more.

  Forever more.

  “We picked up their signal.”

  “Excellent.”

  “It’s only a matter of time now.”

  “I’m proud of you Siya.”

  “Thank you, father.”

  Chapter Eleven

  Lily

  I wake up covered in sweat. Where am I? Sheets are all around me, choking me. I try to push them off, but to my surprise I find a hot, warm body instead.

  One so big I can’t ever move it.

  The body stirs.

  “What’s going on?”

  That voice…

  It all comes back to me now.

  The light flips on, and Marcas’s pink skin fills my entire view.

  I’m in bed.

  I’m with Marcas.

  Everything is fine.

  “What’s going on?” he asks again, his teal eyes looking at me, his brow furrowed.

  “Nothing,” I stammer. “I had a bad dream. That’s all.”

  “About what?”

  I close my eyes and touch my forehead. To my surprise, I’m burning up. I try to remember…

  It was like I was right there. In the control room of Onyx’s headquarters. Basil Onyx was sitting in his chair, a glass of whiskey in his hands. The room felt familiar.

  Like I had been there countless times before.

  Siya Onyx talked to her father and then she turned towards me.

  And she looked right at me.

  “I don’t remember,” I say with a faint smile. “It was just a dream.”

  Marcas gently runs a hand down my body. “You sure?”

  “Yes,” I lie. “Let’s just go back to sleep.”

  I lay my head back down my pillow. I don’t want him to worry about me — we have enough to worry about. However, try as I might, I can’t fall asleep.

  Every time I close my eyes, I see Siya Onyx, looking right at me.

  Peering into my soul.

  Marcas

  I awake next to my mate. It’s the best damn feeling in the world. If it was up to me, I’d never get out of this bed. I’m stay in here. Forever.

  I don’t need anything else. Lily is all a man needs. She has her back turned towards me, and I run my hand down her naked skin.

  Lily glances over her shoulder.

  “You’re awake.”

  “I couldn’t sleep,” she answers, looking tired. That careless smile she had last night is gone.

  “What’s wrong?”

  “Nothing. I’m just worried.”

  “There’s no reason to be. All we have to do is wait for Egon. He’ll come for us. I know he will.”

  “I don’t like waiting,” she says. “Siya Onyx isn’t waiting. They are probably planning and scheming right now. How can we sleep when our enemies aren’t?”

  “Spoken like a true Zoran warrior,” I chuckle. “Look, forget about Siya. We’ll never see her again — only in court to answer for her crimes.”

  “I hope so,” she says, though I can tell her heart isn’t into it. What happened since last night?

  “I know something that’ll cheer you up,” I say as I push her onto her back and kiss my way down her stomach.

  “What are you doing?” she laugh as she squirms, trying to get away.

  There’s no way I’m letting her go, though. I push her legs open and inhale her scent deeply. Her hands move to neck as I lean down and kiss her right on her most sensitive spot.

  “Oh my god,” she moans as my tongue explores her wetness. “Where did you learn how to do that?”

  She arches her back and her legs open, providing me with better access to her sweet, delicious cunt.

  I let pure instinct guide me. My tongue finds her sensitive clit, my fingers sliding into her pussy. Her moans guide me as I make love to her with my mouth.

  I savor the delicious taste of her wetness. I simply can’t get enough of it. I don’t stop until she cries out my name and shudders with pleasure, her knees closing, her legs trembling. I keep licking and kissing until she begs me to stop.

  “T-too s-sensitive!” she stammers, her voice breaking.

  I pull back and look up at her, satisfied. There is nothing greater than seeing your mate lose herself in ecstasy, to see her expression when she surrenders herself to you. When she shows her vulnerable side.

  “What did I do to deserve that?” Lily says with a grin as she pulls the covers back up.

  I cuddle up next to her, pulling her naked body close against mine. I’m happy to see the relaxed smile back on her gorgeous face.

  “You deserve a whole lot more,” I growl.

  “Oh god. I don’t think my body can handle it. My legs are still shaking.”

  “We have plenty of time,” I say. “I’ll train you.”

  “That sounds nice,” she smirks as her fingers coil themselves around my throbbing erection. “You can start by telling me how you like your blowjobs.”

  I raise an eyebrow. “What is a blowjob?”

  Her brown eyes twinkle. “Finally, there’s something I can teach you! I think you’ll like this one. Just sit back and relax…”

  I fold my hands behind my head and wait, intrigued by her naughty smile. The next moment, my eyes open wide.

  “You’re—”

 
; Lily smiles up at me, her outstretched tongue resting against the head of my cock. She looks right at me as she teases the sensitive edges of my head with her tongue.

  “How’s that?”

  “Amazing,” I breathe hard.

  Lily opens her mouth wide and takes me fully into her mouth. The feeling is beyond great. I lean back and let her work her magic, her hands stroking my hardness, her tongue teasing me and giving me pleasure in a way I’ve never felt before.

  Soon, I feel my cock grow even harder, the familiar feeling crawling up my spine. Her tongue feels so good, I’m about to blow.

  I grab her hips and pulls her naked body towards mine. Although she struggles, I effortlessly pull her pussy right down on my face.

  “B-but,” she stammers, crying out as my tongue dives back into her wetness. “I want to pleasure y-you!”

  “Nothing gives me more pleasure than tasting you,” I growl, my voice muffled by her pussy smothering my face. “Fuck, I’m coming!”

  She leans back down just in time for me to fill her mouth with my seed, my face buried inside of her, my entire body trembling as I unload myself inside her hungry mouth.

  I fall back down onto the bed, exhausted, happy and surprised. She snuggles up to me and gives me a peck on the cheek.

  That won’t do.

  I grab her neck and kiss her deeply.

  “Good morning,” I growl.

  “Good morning indeed,” she says with a wide smile.

  That is how we spent the next seven days — naked, sweaty, and in the throes of passion. There is not a place in this cozy ship that hasn’t seen naked bodies, or that we haven’t used to lean against as we explored everything this universe has to offer us.

  All the while, New Exon draws closer.

  And so does our fate.

  Chapter Twelve

  Lily

  This last week has been the best week of my life in many ways. Seeing as my memory is a hazy mist, it has literally been the best sex of my life, something Marcas was quick to point out with a chuckle.

  I couldn’t even imagine a better lover if I wanted to. It’s like our bodies are made for each other. He knows every nook and cranny of my body. He knows exactly where to touch me, where to kiss me, where I’m ticklish and where I want him to wrap his strong hands around as he fucks me with reckless abandon.

  At the same time, it’s also been the worst week of my life. Because I know everything has an end. And our carelessness, our peace, our happyness… I’m afraid to see it end.

  Despite the sex induced coma my pink alien puts me in every night, I dream of Siya Onyx. She stares at me, looks right at me, and says things that make my skin crawl.

  When I wake up, I don’t remember the words.

  I only remember the way they made me feel.

  Angry. Sad. And most of all: Anxious

  Anxious for what the future might bring. What we might find on New Exon. I feel like there’s something we’re missing, a piece of the puzzle that we’re so close to that we can’t see it.

  I’ve tried telling Marcas, but it’s hard. He’s so happy, so carefree. I don’t want to burst that bubble. I want to ride the high with him, as long as we can.

  Our honeymoon period comes to an end with a simple beep.

  ‘Incoming message’ the screen reads.

  “Somebody is reaching out to us,” I say, my voice hoarse. My naked legs are dangling around Marcas’s neck as his tongue works his magic on my swollen clit. He’s become quite adept at eating me out during this past week.

  He’s perfected his technique. I’m not complaining.

  Marcas tongue stops and he looks up from between my legs.

  “Who?”

  “It’s some type of code,” I tell him as I read it out to him.

  “That’s Egon!” he says, elated. “They’re here!”

  He stands up and taps in a new code. My chest rises with every deep breath — I was so close.

  “Sorry,” he smirks.

  Another beep, and my mate pumps his fist in the air. “They’re close, and going to meet us in an hour!”

  “We have to get ready then!” I say. I’m naked, sweaty, my hair’s a mess and I don’t even remember where my clothes are.

  “Not yet,” he growls, pushing me back into my captain’s chair. “I’m not done.”

  “But—oh god!”

  Before I can finish my sentence he’s buried his face back between my legs, and my knuckles turn white as I hold onto the side of the chair, a powerful orgasm washing over me.

  “Now we have to get ready,” he smirks at me. “Though don’t think for a moment I’m going to give up this daily ritual.”

  “You’re unbelievable,” I say, out of breath.

  “I try.”

  We shower hastily. A short hour later we’re both waiting anxiously in front of the air-lock. I don’t look as well as I should — my hair is a frizzy mess and my clothes are wrinkled.

  “Don’t worry,” Marcas says, feeling my trepidation. “Egon is amazing. You’ll like him.”

  He squeezes my hand. Egon’s ship is moments away from docking with us, and despite my mate’s reassurances, I’m still nervous. Will the other Zorans be as nice as Marcas?

  My mate speaks very highly of his squadmates, still. What if they don’t like me? Or worse, what if they don’t trust me — I did work for Onyx after all…

  The entire ship rumbles as a ship docks.

  “This is it,” my mate says. A wide ear-to-ear smile covers his face. “By Zora, how I’ve waited for this.”

  The door opens with a hiss. And the moment it does, my heart drops like a fucking stone.

  Siya Onyx stands there.

  Her hands cocked on her sides. She is flanked on either side by a dozen Onyx soldier, covered head-to-toe in jet-black armor with red insect-like eyes glowing on their helmets.

  Their weapons pointed right at us.

  What the…

  “Well done, Lily. I’m proud of you,” she says.

  This time her smile is genuine — and terrifying. A cold shiver runs down my spine.

  This can’t be real. I’m having another bad dream. I have to be. This simply can’t happen.

  Marcas turns to me, a look of disbelief in his teal eyes. “W-what?” he chokes.

  I’m at a loss for words. I try to speak but my throat closes up. No words come out.

  We’re both stunned, frozen in place.

  “Where is Egon?!” Marcas growls in anger.

  “Don’t worry, you beast. You’ll see him soon enough. Thanks to you two we’re finally able to squash that pesky ‘rebellion’.”

  Siya’s looking even more smug than normal — and that’s saying something. A cold wave of terror washes over me. Did we… did we lead Onyx right to the Resistance?

  “Liar,” Marcas growls. “Liar! You’ll pay for this!”

  He jumps forward and the soldiers hose him down. My heart jumps into my throat as he falls to the floor, face down, and I realize I’m screaming as I drop down to my knees and turn him over.

  I’m expecting blood, but instead, he’s covered in countless tazers.

  “He’s not getting off that easily,” Siya says. “I want him to watch as his planet burns. Take him in,” she snaps. “And you, follow me.”

  My legs move out of their own accord and follow the sound of Siya’s high heels. My mind is a fragmented mess as I try to make sense of it all.

  What’s happening?

  I want to scream, I want to yell, I want to punch her in the back of the head, but my body is tired. I can barely. My will is broken.

  The soldiers lift Marcas up and drag him away, out of my sight, and my hope of a happy life leave with it.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Marcas

  My mind is swimming in nothingness. All around me is just… darkness.

  I’ve been here before. Longer than I care for. Longer than I want to remember. Back in the clutches of Onyx.

  We were
so close. What went wrong? How could they have found us?

  Was it the Sahr? It must have been. They probably bugged the ship they gave us, and called Onyx right after we left, sold us out… those damn rats can’t be trusted.

  Stupid mistake on my part.

  “Wake up.”

  The voice is human and female — but it’s not my mate. No, there is no warmth and no kindness in this voice. It’s pure venom.

  Siya Onyx.

  Slowly I open my eyes. What I see confirms all of my worst fears.

  I’m strapped to a metal slab, several locks holding my wrists and ankles in place. We’re in a round room with screens covering every inch of the dome. This must be the Onyx control center, the place from which they run their evil enterprise. Siya Onyx herself is sneering at me, flanked by Basil, her father.

  And standing behind them is Lily.

  My Lily. My love, my mate, my chosen. I have failed you, baby. I’m sorry.

  “You will pay for this,” I growl as I struggle against my bonds. “You will pay!”

  “Please,” Siya says, rolling her eyes. “You lost, Marcas. You lost. Admit it.”

  “Never!”

  I flex my muscles until my face is red, but it’s no use. They’ve got me locked down tight. I don’t want to admit it, but there’s really no way around it.

  I’m stuck. Trapped. Lost.

  Defeated.

  Our entire escape, our adventure… it’s all been a waste of time. We’ve ended up right where we started. The only difference being that Egon is headed towards these exact coordinates…

  If he ever even got my message.

  “That’s right,” Siya says. “Struggle all you want, you animal. It’s useless. Go ahead, look at me with those hate-filled eyes of yours. I love every second of it. That’s what you get for killing my brother.”

  She takes a cigarette out of her purse and lights it up.

  “A vice, but I think I’ve earned one. Ah, this moment is so, so sweet. Do you have any idea how long I’ve been planning this? No, of course you don’t. You just think with your cock, don’t you? Classic Zoran.”

  She nods at Lily, who is looking at the floor, avoiding my gaze.

  “What do you think? Pretty nice model, huh? Made her myself. I have to admit; I didn’t think it would work that well. I figured a jaded man like yourself would be a little more cautious. But no, you fell for it. Hook, like and sinker.”