Alien Breed

“I love you,” I say.

I didn’t know what that phrase meant until now. It’s something connected with the beat of the heart, the rhythm of the body that allows one to flow outward into the universe. It’s a freedom, but it’s binding oneself to another.

It comes with its own sorrow as outside forces threaten its sanctity.

No, I won’t let them have her. No matter how many fleets Earth Federation sends our way, I won’t let them. I need this feeling in my life.

I finger her pants button, edging it through the hole. I unzip her and pull.

“I want you,” she says.

“I need to put another child inside you,” I grunt, cock growing.

But we don’t have all the time in the world. Those outside forces I was talking about? They’re all around us.

If we let desire get in the way, we become targets.

Heavy healed footsteps echo from the entrance. We both freeze and look at one another.

Stationary, I motion to let her know I will check out the area.

The footsteps stop.

I slither through the long, dark corridors, listening for any sign of Zakar. The entrance bay has a new set of muddy footprints.

“Human,” I growl.

“Hands where I can see them.” A voice. A mealy, weaselly voice.

I turn. The man is shaken. “Captain,” I say, grinning.

He can barely hold the gun, he’s so scared. “I said, stand down!”

Taking the risk, I inch toward him. As soon as he takes one step back, he stumbles.

I grab the gun, mid-air, and crush it into two pieces.

“Don’t kill me,” he whimpers.

I laugh. My biology urges me to kill him, but this lov

e that I found allows me to think through these desires.

No, I won’t kill him. I might need him.

Behind the trembling, crying, and begging captain is Naomi. “Halloway? Is it really you?” she asks.

He twists and lets out a terrified yelp. “Naomi, you’re alive,” he says.

“I have kept her safe,” I say.

He looks back at me, sees my body. His eyes trail down, until he stops and gasps. My cock is a sight for sore eyes.

“Oh, no. Naomi, no...”

The look on his face is priceless.

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