The Human Hunter (Alien Overlords 1)

He lets out an animal growl as my lips and tongue play over the abundance of flesh he has presented to me. With every lap of my tongue, he stiffens more and seems to grow inside my mouth.

“I need you,” he insists, drawing me up from my knees by my hair. He handles me roughly, but somehow without hurting me. That is no easy task given the disparity in our size and power. He is being careful even as lust takes over. Our passion flares, his claws rending the tatters of my clothes. He bents me over an old half wall and spreads my thighs. I feel naked and open, the most impossibly delicate parts of my body displayed for him. A sudden bolt of terror rips through me as I realize how easily he could destroy me.

“Are you ready, human?” He growls the words ever so softly and yet with complete menace.

“Yes.”

I don’t know where that answer comes from. Not from reality. I could never be ready for a monster of his size. I can feel the head of his cock rubbing along the seam of my lips. I am soaked with desire for him. I want this to happen. Even if it hurts. Even if it destroys me.

“There is something wrong with you, human,” he muses, his cock so close to piercing me I can almost feel him inside me.

“What’s wrong with me?”

He rocks his hips forward hard enough to make his cock almost press inside me. Its presence is like a beast preparing to strike.

“You want this. You want me. I was told humans had to be pinned down and forced to mate, but you are offering yourself as eagerly as any korabi female might. Even more eagerly than most.”

He has me in a very compromised position, hardly a place from which to defend myself.

“Do you not want me to want this?”

“I want you to want this, but your wanting this tells me what a strange little human you are. What a hot. Wet. Strange little beast you… are…” he begins to grunt as he pushes inside me. I am not made for him, and he is not made for me. “You are fuzkin’ tight,” he exclaims.

I gasp, and then I outright scream as he pushes forward, stretching me open wider than I ever thought I would go. I know I can take him. The human female body can stretch far wider than even this massive korabi cock, but still, it is not easy. As much as I want him, and as wet as I am, there is pain arcing through my body with every slow, careful thrust.

“Do you still want this, human?”

“I can take everything you can give, korabi!” I gasp the words through gritted teeth. I want his cock. I don’t want his pity.

He chuckles and withdraws to the head of his massive rod, then plunges back inside me with one powerful thrust. I scream and almost orgasm at the absolute same time.

What happens next is a rough ravaging that pushes me to the limits of my physical capacity for pleasure and pain. Rath seems to lose control completely, his cock carving out new territory inside my no longer remotely virginal body. It hurts, but it feels right too. I am being made anew while impaled on the cock of this alien ravager.

Rath grunts and growls and makes the most alien of sounds, his rod throbbing even more intensely as he releases a stream of alien seed inside me, his fluids mixing with mine in a manner that makes me feel instantly filthy and entirely satisfied. My orgasm matches his. My pleasure peaks with a rough cry which is lost amid his own animal sounds, my pussy gripping him so tightly he seems to wince in pain. This was not sex. This was genital warfare, and there is no doubt that we will both be sore and bruised tomorrow.

It is fast, this first time. We are both very much aware that if we are caught coupling by either of our factions, it could mean death for us both. A korabi may fuck an elite as a matter of amusement, but scum are forbidden.

If we were caught, he would be in more trouble than I was.

“You feel like home,” he tells me, his cock still throbbing and pumping hot semen inside me. I do not know the risks of allowing my inner self to be filled by a korabi, and I do not care. This is all part of the thrill. This is for the pleasure and the joy of living.

“Speaking of home, I have to go. The others will be waiting for me.”

I wriggle free from his cock and feel the hot flush of his pleasure running down the inside of my thighs, no longer contained by his cock.