War Games (Alien Instincts) (11 page)

Rae moaned in appreciation as her whole body was set on fire. The chill she had sustained since coming out of the lake was burned away, and in it’s place the embers of desire heated her skin till Rae couldn’t help but move to try to alleviate some of the fire. She pulled her arms more firmly around Markar’s neck and hefted her legs up to wrap them around his hips. His arm descended from her waist to grip her ass as his strong muscles helped to hold her tightly against his body.

The feeling of his groin rubbing against the apex of her thighs was almost too much for Rae to bear at that moment. Moaning again against his kiss, she realized that with every caress of his tongue within her mouth her passion seemed to rise impossibly higher.

Markar’s hand massaged one ass cheek, before an unexpected sense of gravity began to descend upon Rae. She gasped in alarm as he lowered her onto a soft mattress. Rae pushed up onto her elbows to stare at Markar in confusion. He had placed her on one of the small beds in the tent, but he remained at the end of it, his chest heaving as his eyes glowed brighter in the dim light than ever before.

With his golden gaze locked onto hers, Markar took deliberate, measured movements as his thumbs hooked into the waist of his pants. He pulled them down his muscled thighs, and Rae gasped as his entire body was now revealed to her. He was huge all over, and she felt some uneasiness at his size. He stalked towards her just as leisurely, but his movements contradicted his expression. Looking up into his eyes, Rae could see the utter desperation behind his composed actions.

“Rae, will you allow me to touch your body?” His voice came out in a harsh breath; formed in a question, but sounding more like a command. She looked up into his severe features and nodded, unable to speak at that moment.

Markar’s hands descended to her hips and tugged at the hem of her shirt. She lifted her hands as the garment was pulled over her head and her breasts were exposed to Markar’s scrutiny. His sharp intake of breath was the only sound as his eyes moved over her body and descended again to the hem of her pants. His large hands hooked the rest of her clothes and dragged them down her legs. Rae felt exposed as his eyes roamed her naked body, but she refused to hide herself. When Markar’s gaze traveled back up to her own his eyes were half closed, shuttering the light of his yellow irises. Rae heard what sounded almost like a purr come from his chest before his large body slowly began to descend over her smaller one.

Her ardor from Markar’s drugging kiss had cooled somewhat, but that didn’t stop Rae’s desire at seeing all of his perfectly formed body. She brushed her hands over his wide shoulders down to his muscled arms and heard the rumbling sound begin in his chest again. When he leaned down farther into her caress, Rae could feel the vibrations from the sound flow from his body and into hers.

Markar was now eye level with her chest and his gaze locked on the mounds as his head lowered. His tongue slipped out to lick the valley of her breasts and Rae moaned as she felt his chemical enter her blood stream once again at the contact. Her sounds seemed to urge him on as he began to frantically explore the rest of her as if she would disappear at any moment.

When he made his way to one nipple Rae’s sudden intake of breath wasn’t enough to prepare her for the wave of desire that unexpectedly made it’s way through her system at his touch. His mouth moved to cover the entirety of the nub and it was as if there was a direct connection from it to her clit as he sucked. Her hands moved to grip fistfuls of his long hair, not sure if she could stand the extreme sensation any longer.

Markar’s hands never stopped caressing her and one began to move lower over her hips. Rae hardly noticed when he placed his large palm over her mound, too lost in the haze of passion that Markar had her wrapped in. When one of his fingers breached the lips of her sex, however, she became fully aware. Rae gasped his name as his long digit found the results of her desire. He finally lifted his head to look at her. His lips were swollen from kissing her, his hair was tangled from her own hands, and his expression was so full of tortured longing it took her breath away.

“Please Rae?” he said in a hoarse groan, as if the words were forced from him.

Her hands cupped his face, taking pity on her beautiful savior. She lowered them to his chest and tried to push him off of her. Without his compliance, she would have never been able to move his hulking body, but he flopped onto the bed on his back in dejection. His eyes closed and his brows furrowed in sorrow as he breathed slowly in and out of his nose. Rae lifted up to climb over his waist and saw his lids open in shock at her actions. Smiling down at him, she positioned her body to take his and kissed him one last time before lowering down onto his straining cock.

Just like the rest of him, it was bigger than most human males and Rae had a moment of doubt that the thing would fit, but as she lowered herself onto him her body slowly stretched to accommodate his. Rae gasped at the feeling of being completely filled. Her eyes snapped open to see Markar’s half lidded gaze. His body purred in satisfaction again before his hands moved to her hips and pulled her down even farther onto him.

Rae stilled for a moment to adjust to his size before tentatively moving her hips. Markar’s hands suddenly flew to grip the metal bar at the head of the bed, and his chiseled upper body was showcased to Rae. She dropped to her hands and leaned over him to stare into his beautiful golden eyes as she began to move in earnest.

“Rae!” he growled before all of his muscles began to flex as his body strained beneath her. His jaw tensed as his face contorted in the overwhelming pleasure. Rae leaned down to kiss his taut lips and felt his mouth open to welcome hers with the drug she now craved. Moaning into his mouth she could feel her defenses crumbling as the desire built to overwhelming proportions inside of her.

The walls of her sex began to tremble as the first waves of the orgasm hit her. Lifting her head from Markar, Rae cried out as her mind was flooded with pure bliss. Markar’s cock began to pulse inside of her as his own climax hit him. The sensation drew out her pleasure as he bucked beneath her and Rae’s body milked his seed from him.             Rae collapsed on top of him, out of breath and her energy drained. Markar’s hands released his grip on the metal bars to wrap securely around her. The sensation of being held was comforting, and Rae quickly fell into an exhausted sleep.

Hunting Ground

The lights eventually faded out inside the tent, but Markar could see perfectly in the dark. He held Rae in his arms still, reluctant to let go of her. His world had been shattered. Never before had he imagined that such ecstasy could exist, and now that he knew he never wanted to let Rae go. Markar felt horrible at the thought of keeping the earthling against her will, but didn’t think he could bear being separated from her now. His world was indeed shattered, and had been reformed with Rae at the heart of it.

Markar stroked one hand over Rae’s body absent-mindedly. Her skin was so incredibly soft, every inch exquisite to touch. When he had taken her from her home planet that first day, he had only wanted to study her for a short time to access a possible threat to the Morian race. She was a threat alright- he had become obsessed with her. Markar was startled to realize that he did not think he could deny Rae anything she desired. The control she could wield over him if she so desired was remarkable. Before his loyalty to the Morian race, his brothers, or his mission, there was Rae.

After considering all this, Markar realized that for the first time in his life he felt immense happiness. Not just contentment or resignation to his fate, but joy. It was a good emotion to have, a lovely emotion, but an all consuming one. He felt fear at the strange intensity of it, but at the root of that fear was a sense of rightness that he didn’t quite understand.

-

Both Markar and Rae hadn’t spoken about the night before, but from Markar’s constant staring, he definitely hadn’t forgotten. He looked like a man who had tasted of the nectar of the gods, to only find out he would always thirst for more. Surprisingly, this thought didn’t bother Rae at all. In fact, it made her very pleased.

Rae frowned at that. She had compromised her mission by sleeping with Markar, but yet she wouldn’t mind repeating the compromising position she was in last night. She would just have to alter her mission yet again. Rae could say she was studying the mating practices of the Morian race. Except… according to Markar they didn’t have any. They reproduced using cloning technology.

Everything had worked on him just the same as a human male. Rae glanced thoughtfully towards Markar, only to find he was staring at her again with a glazed look upon his face. He would need to snap out of it if he was going to be any help when they entered the forest. They were almost there. They had stopped to decide which direction to take, but it seemed that Rae was the only one actually doing any thinking.

“Markar, which way down the slope do you think we should take?” she asked, trying to break him of whatever spell he was under.

Shaking his head as if just submerging to reality, Markar’s eyes resumed their usual focus. “There is an animal trail over to this side that would be easiest.”

Rae was startled at his quick answer. Apparently, he was more aware of their surroundings than she had thought. “Oh. Well, then we should probably get moving.” Heading in the direction he had indicated, she marched decisively forward.

Markar moved quickly to step in front of her, once again taking point in their small unit. He was unusually jumpy this day, when he wasn’t watching Rae’s every move. His head flitted around, cataloguing all of their surroundings with remarkable speed. Rae supposed the jumpiness was understandable, considering a lake monster had almost eaten her last night.

In fact, Rae was shocked he had finally agreed to continue their exploration of the planet at all. She had done her fair share of begging to achieve that agreement, though. He had only given in after she had promised she wouldn’t leave his side. As if she wasn’t fully capable of protecting herself!

As they moved closer to the forest floor, the sounds of birds and other creatures could be heard. The animal noises made the planet seem less eerie and more like Earth to Rae. The cacophony of cries had brightened her spirits, making her attack last night seem like a distant memory.

“Do you think we’ll see that huge flying animal again?” Rae asked, moving closer to Markar. He glanced at her in displeasure. He wanted to be first to take on the brunt of any attacks, and he wanted to keep her behind him for her protection instead of by his side. Rae ignored his look, and waited patiently for an answer.

“That is what I am afraid of. I do not wish to encounter it, but I feel that it is inevitable.” Markar was not in quite as good of a mood as Rae. The sounds of birdsong had not made him smile when she had pointed it out, he had only sneered.

“It swoops in on its prey. If it didn’t see us walking on the mountain, it won’t see us underneath all those trees.” Rae pointed out.

“We do not know that for sure.” Markar murmured cryptically.

Rae frowned at that. Markar’s dark mood was starting to affect her. When they finally reached the first few trees of the forest floor she was distracted from any dark thoughts, however. The things were huge. Like a giant redwoods, the trunks spanned a couple feet across. Rae could tell they were some of the smaller ones by the height, which was well below many of the trees in the distance.

As the animal trail they followed took them underneath the canopy, Rae looked up in wonder. Everything was so high up, the branches of the gargantuan trees straining towards the skies. The leaves were large and varying shades of green. The sun could be seen shining through them, making them appear golden in the light. Deeper inside the forest, the light faded and everything began to acquire a darker hue. Furry creatures scurried about as their hiding places were disturbed, but none of them stayed still long enough for Rae to get a good look at them. Rae’s eyes were glued to the ground, watching the tiny animals’ movements when Markar got her attention.

He pointed towards the treetops and Rae followed his direction. “There are structures up there. There may be an intelligent species on this planet after all!” Markar sounded excited at the prospect. Rae was less enthusiastic. Living among humans, she knew intelligence didn’t always equal friendliness.

“Hopefully not.” she mumbled to herself before running to catch up with Markar. He was already scaling one of the trees. Not wanting to be left behind, Rae searched the base of the trunk for a way to follow him up towards the canopy. Carefully crafted small footholds had been carved into the wood. Taking a deep breath, Rae hesitantly placed one hand into the crevice. It dipped down slightly, creating a type of handle to give her purchase. Pulling herself up, Rae began to cautiously climb as if she was on a ladder.

A very tall ladder. About two stories in height later, Rae began to feel some anxiety. She only had a little while to go before she reached the wooden structures that looked like patchwork tree houses. Her muscles burned as she forced herself to move on, not wanting to miss out on anything Markar might discover in the tiny dwellings.

Finally heaving herself up onto one of the wooden ledges, Rae paused to catch her breath. When she looked over the edge to see how far up they really were, vertigo hit her like a slap to the face. Scrambling away from the side, Rae gripped the wood she was laying on in desperation, just to remind herself that she was not in the process of falling.

“Are you okay?” Markar asked as he looked down at her in concern.

“Yeah. Just a little higher up than I’d like to be.” she responded. Rae was breathing heavily; both from the climb up the giant tree and from her vertigo scare.

Markar frowned, as if he wasn’t sure if he believed her, but seemed to dismiss it. “Look. There are scorch marks all over this dwelling. I believe the beast has already scared off anything living here a long time ago. Much of this wood has begun to decay.”