Page 17 of Saved By the Alien Mercenary

After Ruby had eaten her fill from the meat I’d cooked over the fire and seasoned with whateverelse edible I’d recognized, she’d gone straight to sleep. That was good because I hadn’t wanted an audience when I devoured the rest of the prey animal raw, bones and all. I’d left nothing, and now my belly felt as close to full as it could be.

Stepping outside, I distracted myself from the growing desire to lie down with my mate. First, I’d wash any dirt andblood off with a snow bath, and then I’d dare a call to theVarakartoom. It was extremely unlikely the call could be traced, as I had Mitnick’s upgrades on it. But De’tor and his men had not appeared to be carrying anything that could have lifted our comIDs,anyway, so they probably had nothing to track us with. I froze with a handful of snow midway to my face. Unless… Ruby might have given her com details to De’tor that night at the Yengar Spacestation.

I was partially turned to gaze at the cabin, ready to barge in there and smash the com on her wrist to pieces. I halted myself just before the impulsecouldset me in motion. That com device and the clothes on her back were the only things she owned right now. It could be the only device she had that held pictures of her past, of her family. Knowing how much I’d give to have something like that, I could not bring myself to destroy it.

I raised theVarakartoominstead, my back pressed against a cool drift of snow,whichsoakedinto my flesh as it began to melt from my body heat. The snow was cleansing, and I reveled in that feeling, pushing all other worries away as I waited. It was the Sineaterwhoeventually picked up the call. “Brace, tired of playing bodyguard yet?” he drawled darkly.

I had alwaysfound the Sineater a male to steer clear of. He would come into the mess hallonsome days and just stand beside the hatch to the galley, looking straight at me, even though he wasn’t supposed to be able to see me. He was creepy and strange, and so was his symbiont,with its ever-shifting form. But hearing his familiar voice unlocked something inside my chest that I didn’t expect to feel. I washappy—actually happy—to hear Sin’s voice, sardonic drawl and all. I also remembered something I’d never put together before: after the Sineater’s odd visits, I always felt better, more settled.

“I don’t think I ever will,” I said to him truthfully. That did not earn me a mocking joke, derision, or even surprise. Sineater moved on to business as if I had not made a vague reference to how much Ruby meant to me. I gave him the rundown on her situation, and not long after, Mitnick joined the call and took Ruby’s com information so he could make an attempt to secure it from tracing. I did not have faith in that;it was better if the winged male had his hands on the device itself, but anything was better than nothing.

“Sit tight,” was the Sineater’s last advice. “We have finished our final run with great success and are headed for Rumcas. Six days.” The call disconnectedimmediately afterward,and I sat in the snow a moment longer as I appraised our options. Six days with a gravid female was a long time to hunker down in a cabin like this. She would need more supplies than meat, water, and blankets. What if the baby came while we were out here? Ruby did not seem to think that was a possibility yet, but I was not so sure. She looked big enough for it.

When I entered the cabin not much later, I had cleaned up,but my worries had not washed away. The cabinfeltvery warm to me, but I could tell the fire had burned low. I hurriedly fed it more wood, stoking the flames until it burned brightly again. Ruby was shivering beneath her blankets, so I climbed onto the firm mattress beside her and curled her into my arms. She settled down immediately, a soft sigh escaping her mouth, her head nuzzling into the fur beneath my throat. I could feel her baby kick firmly against my ribs, where her belly pressed into my side. A smile stretchedacrossmy face again, hope pounding in my chest. Maybe I could stay with her after all—both of them.

I fell asleep thinking about a future with Ruby and her child, and for once,my dreams were warm and pleasant. My slumber was not deep, there was too much danger looming over our heads for that, but when I woke several hours later, I did feel refreshed.

My mind was slow to rise to the surface and become aware of everything around me. The coolness in the cabin, the low light that indicated the fire had gone out. Ruby’s fingerswerestroking along my chest, her hand sliding over my pectorals, then down along my abs,growing bolder with each stroke of her hand. These weren’t motions she was making in her sleep, and as soon as I realized that, my eyes leaptopen. Part of my brain wassaying,No, stay away; give in now and I’d be forever tied to her.The other part—the bigger part—knew it was already too late for that. The question was, could I stay at her side and not harm her? Would she want to staybymy side if she knew what kind of monster I truly was?

My ears told me all was silent outside, nothing but the faint call of a bird and the rustling of wind through empty tree branches. That left me with the sound of Ruby’s beating heart, threaded through with the rapid pulse of her unborn child. I also heard her breathing, and my nose picked up the scent of her growing arousal. My mate was in heat, for me.

Reaching down, I slid my hand along her spine until I could cup her rear with my palm. She hissed, shifting against me, and I saw the flash of heat in her eyes when she tilted her face up to look at me. “Good morning,” she said,hervoice breathy, causing my cock to swell with the stirrings of my own heat. She was so beautiful, and so sweet. Dipping down, I caught her chin with my other hand and kissed her while kneading her soft ass.

She moaned outright then, and the sound set me on fire for her. It seemed to light her flames too, for she ran her hand down my chest again, and this time she did not stop until she’d slid her hand into my loincloth and curled her fingers around the tip of my cock. I saw stars at the silky touch; my cock grew even harder, and lubricant leaked from the tip eagerly. If I could not bury myself inside of her tight heat soon, I’d explode. Though my mind eagerly supplied me with images of how my mate had taken my cock into her mouth last time, I did not want that now. I wanted to claim her;I could no longer hold myself back from doing so.

With each stroke of her fingers along my thick length, I was reminded of how small she was compared to me. With every pass of her hand, pleasure sparked and spiraled, weakening any semblance of control until there was only the desire to claim. Not a red haze of rage, but a haze all the same. Pleasuring my female was the only thing left on my mind. First, I’d eat her tasty, sweet cunt, and then I’d stretch her like she’d never been stretched—filling her with my cock until there was nothing left to take, then filling her with my seed pods until I was spent and she was quaking in pleasure

A last firm stroke of herhand along the sensitive, weeping tip of my cock, and I snapped. A growl rattled from my chest, vibrating through the cool air inside the cabin. My mate was not cold now;she was all heat and flames as I rolled her to her back and began stripping her clothes from her silky skin. “You are mine, Ruby!” I warned her when I’d bared her to my eyes. Spreading her legs, I cupped her folds—already wet—and made sure she knew what I was laying claim to.

Her breasts were large, the nipples tempting andfull;her belly,a beautiful curve that protected her child. The moment turned tender as I gazed at her belly button. Sliding my hand from between her legs, I stroked her skinandimagined holding her baby in my hand. “He’s mine too,” I said.“I claim you both.” She did not protest. Her eyes grew suspiciously shiny instead, and I felt like I had been granted the greatest gift of all. A chance at a family, and it was so close that I could already feel what it would be like to hold it—them. I had to make this work.I had to find away to control myself. And I had to tell her the truth, about me. That had to be her choice.

“Then take me,” she invited, and that was that. She had sealed her fate with those words, and even if she did not have all the facts yet, I could not careless. Only triumph filled my chest when I looked back at her glistening folds. Yeah, take her, I would. But first, I’d feast,so she knew exactly what she had gotten herself into.

***

Ruby

Waking Brace up by getting all handsy had not been the plan, but I’d been so toasty warm in his arms. All I’d been thinkingaboutwas how badly I wanted him, and how sexy he was. Built like a tank, yet soft and cuddly at the same time. And on top of that, he was so sweet and protective. I had never realized how badly I craved someone to have my back until suddenly I had Brace. A singed mark had shorn some of his pelt over one shoulder—courtesy,no doubt,of the shoot-out prior to my ship blowing up. Otherwise, he was marked only by his past. I knew that weighed on him, but I thought he was only stronger—and kinder—for it.

Touching his cock was like last time, it set him off, igniting the heat he always seemed to keep banked behind his eyes. He wanted me, and touching him shredded any control he had to hold that impulse back. I wanted that.I wanted him to know how much I craved him, so I told him, urging him on when he spread me wide with his huge hands and began lapping at my clit with his thick tongue.I shoutedhis name in pleasure when he pierced me with that tongue, spearing deep before curling with delicious results.

“Brace!” I shouted when my first orgasm crested and fell, but he was not done. As determined as I was to let him know that I wanted him and no one else, he seemed equally determined to show me how much pleasure he could bring me. Panting, my body slick with release and aching to be filled, I dug my fingers into his mane and pulled. Finally, that made him lift his head, his tongue slicking from his wide mouth to lick at the glistening juices on his lips with relish. “Stretch me, fill me, please! I need you.”I almost said I love you,but I held that back at the last moment. I didn’t know how he’d respond to that, so I’d tell him after.

He raised himself above me, his eyes sliding from my center, across my belly, to reach my face. They were glowing brightly, and I could see him struggling to form words. I didn’t need any, that he’d said he wanted me and my baby, that was enough. I didn’t know what it meant yet for the future, but that claim he’d roughly growled at me said enough. We would sort out the rest later. This had been inevitable from the start anyway;I’d known he was my safety the moment we met, before I’d ever even seen him.

Giving up on speaking, he reached down and freed his cock from his loincloth with a rough yank. I propped myself up on my elbows as much as I could, then had to lean to the side to get a gratifying look at that massive dick. Just as pretty as last time, with a dark blue head andalighter cobalt shaft. Now that I knew he ejaculated some kind of marbles, the thick ‘veins’ along the exterior made much more sense. That’s what those beads traveled through,andthey were going to feel fantastic once inside me. If he fit.

He fisted his cock with one hand and ran it up and down his length until it glistened with the oily substance he secreted at the head. Last time, he’d stretched me with his fingers first and then managed to fit that big, sleek head. Now, he’d only stretched me with his tongue. Would he be able to fit that thick shaft anyway? I breathed deeply when he lined us up, his cock blazing hot. There was no fear,to my surprise, only excitement that we could make this work despite the massive differences in size. I was certain that whatever he coated that thick member with was a relaxant as well as a lubricant. Last time had been far easier than it should have been, and this time was no different.

He sank in an inch, grunted, and began to pull back out. I felt it burn as I stretched, but it was so little that I knew it would work. Out and back in, deeper this time. That was fuller, and I knew the hard part was yet to come. Was I going to fit that entire shaft? Thickness-wise, yes, but could he go deep enough? He pushed in, pulled back out,and more disappeared into my body. His eyes were locked on my folds, which had already stretched wide around his invasion, pink, exposed, so tiny compared to his huge shaft. It was obscene, and I wished I could see it better, but my belly was in the way.

Spreading my legs, I pressed my heels down into the mattress and arched my hips for a better angle. Just like that,my body sucked him in another inch, and he snarled in victory. Yes, I could take him—I knew I could—but he had several more inches to go. His hand came down on my neck then, tilting my chin so I was looking up at him, not down at our entwining bodies. I liked that too;felt claimed, possessed not just by his cock, but by his eyes. When he knew he had my full attention, he slid that hand down, tweaked a nipple,and pinched my clit with a slight amount of pressure.

Stars instantly exploded, and I came, my body clenching down hard around his thick shaft.I was so full, and I knew he wasn’t allthe wayin yet, but now he couldn’t move;I was holding him too tightly. His cock was twitching and growing thicker too, stretching me wide, and I felt a bump twist against my flesh. His expression was so fierce, his huge mouth pulled intoa snarl as he fought for control.He was close to coming, but he wasn’t going to let himself—not yet.

With a sigh and the soft thrumming of his thumb against my clit, I went soft again around him. My release had eased his way, and when he pushed back in, his eyes went wide. I had never been this full, but he pushed,and more went in. Then I felt the brush of his pelvis against mine, and I knew he’d gotten it all. Filled to the max, my body was a tight vise around his cock. He snarled as he thrust, and every ridge and vein, every delicious inch,inflamed my sensitive flesh. Another orgasm was right there, but it did not crest until Brace came with a last, firm push. The beads rose along his shaft, then jetted from his tip. I could feel them, count them,even. Three, one after the other.

We stared at each other as the pleasure faded. His hands were wrapped around my thighs, holding me wide for him, and I felt engulfed by his big palms. I trembled, not from the cold but from the force of all these feelings and emotions. My body felt like it had been taken to the brink, but my heart felt whole. So I whispered what I’d been thinking earlier, and that whisper was loud in the quiet cabin. “I love you, Brace.”

---