Page 7 of The Warrior's Oath
A glowing warmth blossomed in her belly, radiating down between her legs in the most delightful tingle of sensation as she watched him walk. The way his muscles moved under his skin was enough to drive anyone to at least a little distraction, but the sight of the impressive, thick cock that dangled between his legs made Nyota’s pulse quicken more than a little and made her mouth involuntarily water. She stared, transfixed.
Rivulets dripped from its length, catching the light and accentuating the raised flesh that ringed his sizable manhood. She found herself wondering if the rings were purely decorative to his kind or if they served some other, moreinterestingpurpose.
The tattooed lines covering his body thinned and crossed his lower abdomen, dipping down and intersecting a small design inked just above his cock, right at the base of his pelvis. It was eye-catching, and with the heat between her legs most definitely growing, she suddenly found herself very much wanting to get a better, up-close look at it.
What are you doing? He’s an alien, she chided herself as her impulses registered.“You’ve got a head injury, that’s all. You are not getting worked up over an alien.”
The spreading glow in her belly knew that was a lie, even if her conscious mind wouldn’t admit it.
Korvin stepped ashore and shook the water from his body, his attention-grabbing length swinging from the motion, gently striking his thigh. He was close enough that she could just make out the wet smacking sound.
Nyota involuntarily let out a little groan as she shifted her thighs.
Korvin’s gaze darted up, his gold-rimmed violet eyes meeting hers. Calm, unabashed, he made no effort to cover himself, but rather began walking up the slope right toward her, his cock swaying in the breeze, his powerful thighs flexing with every step.
“You are awake,” he said, standing over her, on full display and even more impressive up close and personal.
“Uh, yeah. What time is it?”
“Morning. Late morning, actually. I did not wish to rouse you earlier. You needed the rest.”
“Yeah, I guess I did.”
“But now you are awake. Come, bathe. You will feel refreshed,” he said, reaching down and grasping her arm.
“Hang on. I don’t know about that.”
“Nonsense. You must be ready for our trek, and this will prepare you,” he said, pulling her clothes off with clinical efficiency.
Nyota thought to try to stop him, but he was huge, and if he wanted her nude, there was little she could do about it. But his motions were not ofthatnature. He was being calculating and precise, speeding their progress now that she was awake, nothing more.
She didn’t know whether she should feel relieved or annoyed.
“Ow!” she blurted as a rock dug into her foot.
Without hesitation, Korvin scooped her up in his arms and carried her down the slope as easily as if she weighed nothing. He was strong.Reallystrong. And his skin was so warm even while still damp from the stream. And on top of that, this close she could smell the faintest whiff of his manly musk. Not body odor, not sweat, but some unknown scent that was just a part of him, the aroma nestling pleasantly in her nostrils.
The cold water splashing up on her skin snapped her out of her daze as he waded into the stream. He stopped in the shallows, politely setting her down rather than tossing her in the deep end. Nyota wobbled a little, the cool water and upright position shifting her blood pressure enough to make her a bit lightheaded.
“I will help,” he said plainly, scooping up water in his enormous hands and pouring it over her body.
“I-I think I can manage.”
“Nonsense. You move slowly. I will speed the process.”
Without further ado, he began applying water to her body, rubbing it with his warm hands, his long fingers running over her, washing away the sweat and grime from their hasty arrival on this world.
The strangeness of having an alien scrubbing her down in a stream in the middle of nowhere aside, the cool water actuallywasbeginning to make her feel a bit more like herself. Korvin wasted no time, running his hands down each of her arms, splashing them with water before rubbing her back, easing the knots while being careful not to agitate the bruises settling in.
“Oh, that’s good,” she muttered as a million pounds of stress flowed out of her tight muscles. “Yeah, like that.”
Korvin worked in long strokes, pulling and rubbing, bringing warming blood flow to her body. His own natural heat was also radiating against her from behind in a most distracting way.
Nyota gasped as his hands slid forward around her hips, dipping low down her thighs, then sliding up her torso toward her shoulders, his fingertips grazing her rock-hard nipples as he did.
A jolt of sensation shot to her clit, her knees weakening for a moment as hot wetness pooled between her legs even as she was standing in a cool stream. His grip firmed, hands on her waist and breast, pulling her close and keeping her on her feet. She felt his flaccid hot length pressed up against her ass and turned in his arms, her hand grazing his cock as she did.
The slumbering beast between his legs twitched to life for a brief moment, but the look on his face made her wonder if it had simply been a physical reaction to contact rather than one of arousal.
