His Broken Human (Alien Overlords 2)

I hold her close, and I breathe her scent in. I have missed her. Throughout her journey across Megaris, I kept her safe. I saw her often, but I was not able to touch her. I have wanted to touch her so badly. I run my hands over her, feel the soft curve of her breasts and the rounds of her rear, the flare of her hip and the athletic length of her thigh.

“I don’t know if we are even. I think I may owe you more than I can ever explain,” I admit. “Though I am no longer in a position to give you anything. The limits of my power are the limits of these walls…”

“I think there’s something in your power you could give me,” she says with that playful tone which denotes desire. I am covered in cuts and bruises, and she is horny, this little minx of a human.

I want to be inside her. I need to be inside her.

“Don’t rip my pants,” she squeals softly. “I am going to need them! Let me get undressed. You can watch.”

She winks as she stands up, her thumbs hooking into the waistband of her pants. She swings her hips from side to side, lowering them ever so slowly. I feel a growl rising in my throat as she teases me. We do not have endless amounts of time. Sooner or later, they will realize that I am not alone in here. They will separate us, perhaps even punish her.

“Come here,” I snarl.

“Wait," she says, giving me an order in turn. She has grown bold in our short separation. I like it. I like how confidence looks on her, almost as much as I like how she looks without her pants.

Watching her disrobe herself is a small torture. I see the soft curves of her body coming into view a little at a time, that delicate flesh which pleasures me so completely when I plunge myself inside her. She is adorable and desirable, bold and brave. She takes misfortune and adversity and somehow thrives through it.

I grasp her by the hips and draw her close, pushing her pants down her thighs. I need her like I need oxygen. My cock is throbbing to an almost painful degree, but that is not the only reason I have to have her. I need to be connected to her again, to feel her flesh around mine, to become one creature with this beautiful human.

She is happy to be grabbed again. So happy she starts nibbling on my earlobe and down my neck. It is forbidden to eat the flesh of a king, but she is very close to doing just that. I roll over onto my back and hold her atop me, her legs spread astride me. She looks down at me with unbridled lust, and when I look down at her, I can see her soft pink lips pressed against my body.

Jax teases me for a time, gliding her hips back and forth, leaving a wet seam of desire along the length of me. It takes everything I have not to lift her up and thrust inside her. She is enjoying her moment of triumph, and I intend to let her have it.

“When you are done with me, are you going to leave again? Back through the wall to live with Rath K’zar…. oh FUZCK!”

She shuts me up when she plunges herself down on my cock. Not only do I feel the immediate relief and joy of her tight little cunt wrapped around my cock, I feel the emotional bond between us suddenly reunited. Whatever we have done distant from one another doesn’t matter anymore. We are one thing again.

I wrap my hands over her ass, one taking command of each cheek. I draw her all the way down onto my cock and hold her down on it, letting her squeal and squirm as she takes the thick length of me. She has always had trouble taking me fully, but today she has no problem. Her body is ready for me. She is ready for me. There is no questioning her desire as she lifts up, leaving my cock gleaming with wet gold in her wake.

“You look so good. You are the most beautiful creature in the entire world. There is nobody like you, Jax. Nobody. Ever. You are everything. You are…” I shower her with compliments while I fuck her slow and deep, watching that familiar pink hue come to her chest and her cheeks. She is always appealing to me, but in this moment, she is glowing like a goddess. This is more than sex. This is fuzkin’ redemption.

She has come to me at this moment of supreme loss. I have nothing. I am nothing. This human continues to desire me anyway. She is squirming on my cock, grinding her hips, and participating in what should be her ravaging, but feels increasingly like mine. She has come to devour me, and I am more than happy to be consumed.