Page 76 of Infala: The Alien's Bond
Heydar tried to pull back, always the gentleman, wanting to give her an orgasm first, but she held on tight, sucking even harder. He realized what she wanted and went with it, allowing himself to let go. It only took a few more glorious strokes of her tongue to make him burst into her mouth, his whole body tensing as she sucked every last drop of cum out of that magnificent cock.
Darla felt her body absolutely aflame as she swallowed with delight, licking his shaft clean while looking up at him with a deliciously wicked grin. Heydar twitched as her tongue slid up and down his shaft, pushing the last droplets out of his length, lapping them up with relish.
In a flash he rolled her onto her back and pulled her clothing free, exposing her glistening vulva to his eager lips. “My turn,” he said with a look that could have melted steel.
He gently lapped at her labia, licking all around before dipping his split tongue inside of her, tasting her as he did that amazing trick. He lingered there a minute, his low, happy moan vibrating her pussy as he worked her into a frenzy, clearly enjoying it nearly as much as she was.
With one fluid motion, he slid two thick fingers into her as his lips formed a seal around her clit, the suction engorging her even as his fingers rippled against her G-Spot. It had felt good the first time he’d done that trick, but their newfound intimacy made it even hotter.
“Ffffffuuuuu,” she gasped as she came almost at once despite trying to hold back, Heydar lapping up the gush of juices he had coaxed out of her.
He let her body stop twitching before sliding up and giving her a kiss, their fluids mingling in their mouths with their intertwined tongues.
“Hot damn,” she said.
“Indeed.”
They rested comfortably in each other’s arms a few minutes, then straightened up and gathered their gear. They still had a long trek ahead of them, but if they could somehow keep their hands off one another long enough, they just might be able to make it all the way back to the Oraku village by nightfall.
With their chemistry, Darla gave it a fifty/fifty chance.
The hike, and satisfying orgasms preceding it, made the miles fly by, the sun’s invigorating rays adding additional stamina to their legs as they hurried across the varied terrain. Darla felt the sunlight in a different way now, settling into her entire body rather than irritating various runes in an unpredictable series of fits and starts.
If Heydar was correct, that meant she was just about fully cooked, to use her mother’s old expression for completing some form of personal growth.
“So, are you ever going to tell me about this whole military commander thing?” she asked as they walked, thinking back to Kuxx’s words. “I’ve seen what you can do. Why did you let the Raxxians hold you prisoner?”
Heydar seemed reluctant, but he respected her curiosity. More than that, he felt she was deserving of an answer.
“My men and I were engaged in a fierce battle with the Raxxians. The world and circumstance are not important. We were overwhelmed and captured.”
“And you didn’t try to break free?”
“Initially, yes. But our captors made it clear that my men would be the first killed if another attempt was to be made. We were separated then, spread to different holding areas on the ship.”
“So, your friends were still up there.”
“They were, though I do not know how many survived after we were moved apart. But I had an obligation to them. To do all I could to ensure they might live a little longer.”
Darla realized now why he had been so quiet. So brusque. “You were holding back to protect them even though you could have saved yourself.”
Heydar’s jaw flexed slightly as he nodded. Darla knew better than to push. But this explained his eagerness to help find other survivors. It wasn’t just humans he was looking for, but also his comrades, if they still lived.
They walked quietly after that, content in each other’s presence, not needing to fill the air with aimless talk. Dusk was falling when the Oraku village came into sight, and Darla felt a strange tug beneath her shirt as they drew near. They quickened their pace in unison, eager to end the trek with a good meal, good company, and eventually a good night in bed.
The villagers came out to greet them as they drew near, a buzz of excitement stirring the air as they walked into town. Rohanna, the elder, was there, along with everyone else they had met. Zepharos was there, chatting with a very interested group of males. It seemed their fate was something of a question mark among them, and a few wagers had been placed. All were eager to hear what came of the rescue attempts.
“You return empty-handed, I see,” Rohanna said.
“Not exactly,” Heydar replied. “We did not encounter Raxxians on our journey, but we did come across some Dohrags.”
Rohanna crinkled her nose in disgust. “Dohrags. We have done well to avoid them but have heard of their unspeakable antics. Clearly, you managed to avoid them as well, gods be praised.”
“Actually, we were captured,” Darla said.
Gasps fluttered through the crowd.
“It’s okay. Heydar busted us out of there.”
