Cave Alien (Ancient Earth Aliens 1)

Tres screams as I take her like an animal, thrusting into her from behind, her palms leaving marks on the cave wall as I plunge into her from behind, bouncing her bottom on my rod time and time again.

Tres

Is this what you wanted?” His hand is wrapped around my throat, pulling me back as he slams inside me, his cock rough and dominant. There was little warning, no romantic build up, only my testing and my teasing, my demand for him to take me as roughly and completely as I need to be taken.

I live in a world of confusion, twisted times, strange creatures, but this thing plunging between my thighs, this is simple and animal and right. This is what I need. What he needs.

“I’m going to spend myself inside you,” he growls in my ear. “And then there will never be any tearing us apart.”

“Yessss,” I hiss.

His other hand wraps around my hip, his fingers strumming at my lips, teasing the pleasure bud back and forth, helping me take the intense ravaging he is subjecting me to as he pushes my body to the very limits of capacity. He is impossibly thick and hard, and my body does not feel strong enough to contain him, but it must. I must prove that I can be his equal, that I can take what he has to give. And if I cannot, then I do not care if he destroys me, because I have seen the end, have felt the hand of destiny drawing me down. This feels so much better, riding a rough and powerful cock which slams inside me over and over, his hot snarling breath wrapping around me along with his massive clawed hands.

“Ungh… unggghh…. mnngghhh…” the sounds I am making are not coherent, nor are they pretty. They are primitive, guttural grunts each of which marks another rough intrusion to my sensitive core. I arch my back and lift my hips and submit my flesh to Vulcan’s lust, feeling myself tumble through levels of sensation and pleasure which are deeper than any that came before them.

I am wetter than usual, my juices mixing with his as he emits a fluid inside me, a slick substance which not only eases the passage of his rod inside my grasping sex, but which intoxicates my very soul. I feel our bonding as a physical thing. A connection is being formed that will never be broken, and as he jerks back and shoves his head forward, releasing hot spurts of potent alien seed inside me, I know I have been transformed.

“It’s done,” he pants, his fangs against my back, his massive hands holding me up so I cannot fall to the cave floor. “You’re mine.”

I am his aching, satisfied, forever mate. I feel his essence coursing through me, his strength mixing with mine. I feel new purpose, complete connection, and something I have never had in all my days - a true reason to live. Every life born into the world has its own force, I know that. I have seen it in every struggling blade of grass and bold insect flying through the air in spite of the threat of the birds above. But I was prepared for death for so long, it never occurred to me that I might be part of it all too. Vulcan has showed me what it is to belong. He has made me part of him, and I will fight for us, from now until our dying breath.

I would say that, but I cannot do anything but moan incoherently as he collapses to the floor with me, cradling me in his arms. We are both utterly spent, and ready for the deep sleep that only truly satisfied lovers enjoy.

Chapter Five

Vulcan

“Have you killed those Galactor peons yet?”

It is morning. My lust has been discharged. I feel good about life, even though it is taking place in the wrong place and time. Or at least, I did, until Krave started jabbering in my ear again.

“It was night. I had to protect her from predators.”

“You had to protect who from predators?”

Damn. Damn. Fuck. Tyank hasn’t told him, and now I’ve dropped myself in it.

“What’s her name, Vulcan?” Krave half-sighs, half-growls the question.

“Tres. And she’s mine as much as your girl is yours.”

“We’ll talk about girls later,” he says. “In the meantime, go kill those Galactor peons before they destroy the world.”

“Krave…”

“Fine. You can take the girl with you when we get you out of there. And we’re getting close to getting you out of there. So kill those Galactor peons, and come home.”

“I have your word on that?”

“Yes, Vulcan. We’ll pull the girl too. Tyank told me.”

“He told you? So you were fucking with me?”

“I think I’ve earned the right to fuck with you, Vulcan,” Krave drawls. “I’m supposed to be on a universal honeymoon with my girl, and here I am, trying to pull you out of a time crevasse.”