Page 24 of Relyn
The rest of the suite was typical of a fancy modern hotel room on Earth. Furniture came out of the walls at the push of a button. There was also a replicator, but it had a credit lock on it, sounless Relyn gave her his code, she couldn’t use it. Nora stared at the puddle again. If he didn’t reform, she could actually starve in here.
In a closet hidden by a button, she found a large duffle bag that was hard for her to lift. It seemed to be the only personal object in the whole place, so she half carried, half dragged it out on the floor. Once she opened it and laid it out flat, Nora let out an exasperated huff. It was full of knives of every shape and size. Unless he liked to carry his knife collection everywhere he went, Relyn was awfully fond of killing people.
But he hadn’t killed the space gorilla, which had to count for something. He’d known, he’d been told that the thing was trying to murder him, and he’d shown mercy. Was that smart, or dumb? Nora didn’t know, but it did make her like him more. Nora left the knives on the floor and paced for a bit before forcing herself to calm down. There was nothing more she could do here. Working herself up accomplished nothing. It would be better to start fresh on the problems in the morning, or whatever time it was. She wasn’t sure how long she’d been sleeping before Relyn had awoken her. Judging by the fact that neither Bright nor Wendy had changed, it had probably only been an hour or two.
Nora lay down on the bed, and concentrated on taking a few deep breaths. She must have drifted off quickly after that, because when next opened her eyes, she found herself aroused. Nora never woke up hot and bothered unless she had a dream that she remembered, and she had no recollection of any dream. She was sure that Relyn would have featured very prominently if she had.
There was also something on her foot. It was tingly and warm and sending sparks of arousal straight up her leg. She looked down to see that Relyn’s puddle had made its way up the bed and immersed her foot.
“The fuck?”
Nora tried to pull her foot away, but he came with it, spreading upward and enveloping her calf. It was far from unpleasant, but it was alarming. The black oozed up to her knee and Nora had to remind herself to keep breathing. Waves of arousal flooded her, wetting her panties and tightening her nipples into prominent peaks that poked obscenely out against the thin silk fabric of her nighty.
She was about to orgasm and he had just passed her knee. What the fuck was that all about? Her brain wanted him to stop, so she could analyze the pulsing pleasure of it all, but as he continued up her leg at a faster pace, she felt herself spreading her thighs, giving him access to her center.
She came when he was still an inch away from touching her clit. Her hips bucked off the bed and she yelled out her pleasure. He apparently took that as a sign that she wanted more and slid up her torso to her breasts. She could see the black ooze moving under the negligee but only for a moment, because he covered the last inch and pressed against her clit. It was as if a hundred tiny tongues decided to play with her pussy at once.
She closed her eyes and a loud moan tore from her throat. A second orgasm bucked her hips again, followed quickly by a third. After that, Nora admitted that she lost count of how many and how long she spent covered in the slime that was Relyn. There was a form, though, after a while. She felt a tentacle push tentatively against her, seeking her entrance.
“Yes!” Nora heard herself cry and he penetrated her, sliding inside her, growing and pulsing, becoming less tentacle and more cocklike with every thrust. Even after multiple orgasms, Nora’s body realized that this is what she had been craving. She needed to be filled and fucked. The black puddle pulled away from her skin and began to take shape. It ripped the nightgown in two as Relyn, the purple warrior, began to reform, his cockstill firmly in her pussy. His hands encouraged her legs to wrap around his hips and finally, he was complete above her and completely inside her. Nora wrapped her hands around his neck and held on as he finished, building her continual climax to an even higher level. The world exploded into stars and Relyn’s mouth came down on her neck. She didn’t even realize he had bitten her until after he shouted and shuddered on top of her.
They lay there for a moment, breath heavy before Relyn withdrew and then flipped her over, draping her across his form.
“Okay. What just happened?” Nora finally asked.
“We mated,” he said as if it was a very simple answer.
“No, go back a little before that. The part where you went from a solid to a liquid.”
He sighed loudly. “That is me. As I truly am.” He held out his arm, made a fist and turned it into a black mass before reforming the hand. “I have merely borrowed this form.”
“You’re a shape shifter?” Nora asked, running a hand over the purple peck opposite of the one that her head rested on. “I thought those were just myth.”
Ever since the Suhlik had descended on Earth, bringing a myriad of alien species in their wake, humans had been obsessed with categorizing all the new species and their seemingly magical abilities, especially as women left the planet and started making babies with them. There were also the wacko conspiracy theorists that thought the aliens were there to replace them. There were aliens that could change their shape and camouflage their color, but none that could perfectly replicate anything the way that Relyn had.
“I am unique. Perhaps the only one.”
“Can you turn into anyone?”
“I can only replicate those of which I have a… sample.”
That sounded ominous. “So where did you get this sample?”
“The Suhlik assassinated him, after I refused to kill him,” Relyn said with such sadness in his voice that Nora almost didn’t want to press on, but she had too many questions.
“So do you liquify every night?”
“No, I don’t return to my natural state very often. For one thing, it unnerves people. Secondly, it’s not necessary. I can hold a form consistently.”
“Do you sleep? Eat?” she asked, leaving off the bathroom bits for later.
“I have learned to process nutrition in a way that is similar to the form I have. I do sleep,” Relyn said. “No one can know that I am not Sangrin. They cannot know that I take other forms. Our safety would be at risk.”
“That’s why you rushed back here,” Nora said.
“Yes.”
Several things dawned on Nora at once. First of all, she’d just let herself be carried off and had mad monkey sex with a practical stranger without too much concern for her fellow shipmates. As far as she knew, they might have left her behind, thinking that she no longer wanted to go back to Earth. Nora dismissed that idea pretty quickly. While she was still unsure of Bright’s role in all this, she doubted Wendy would take off without at least asking her first.
