Chapter 11

Lazarus

I can’t help the chuckle that falls from my lips as she marches out of bed to hide in the bathroom. She’s beautiful when she’s angry. And her body in that nightgown! The most delicious thing I’ve ever seen.

When she came to me early in the morning, draping her luscious leg over my waist, pressing her voluptuous breast against me, I almost came in my boxers. I couldn't resist feeling her up, feeling her soft thighs, her rounded behind. And when she moaned I had to touch a bit more. Perhaps I went a little far touching the outline of her pussy, even more so when I rubbed her, but those small moans and whimpers of pleasure she made in her sleep.

So here I am, alone in bed, with a painful hardon and since she’s in the bathroom I can't even take a cold shower. Perhaps I should join her. A mischievous smile slips on to my lips and I get up from the bed and make my way over to the bathroom. The door is unlocked. I don’t think she knows how to lock it. I don’t want her to know how to lock it. When the door slides open she gives a frightened shriek. She is standing by the sink with a towel in her hands drying her face. Seems she needed to cool down as much as me!

“What are you doing? Get out!” She shrieks at me, glaring at me in the mirror. If looks could kill I would probably be dead several times over. Too bad her anger only excites me more.

“I need to take a shower.” Is all I say as I stroll in. By the shower I drop my boxer briefs, then I turn to throw them into the hamper, which gives her a good view of my package. In my peripherals I see her glance at me and give a small gasp at what she sees. Then she quickly turns away, putting the towel over her face so that she doesn’t see anything again. I give her a chuckle. “It’s ok. You can look. All of this is yours anyway.” I tell her with a mischievous smile still on my lips. I can see the flush that by now covers her whole body.

“I don’t want to see anything.” She mumbles into the towel but she doesn’t make an effort to leave the room. I sneak up behind her, put my arms around her waist and hoist her up, turn around and walk straight into the shower. “What the fuck are you doing? Put me down!” I do as she says and turn on the water. “Aaah.” She screams from the top of her lungs when the water rains down on her. 

“I think this has to go.” I say and grab the hem of her nightgown and pull it over her head. She is still stunned by what I have done so she doesn’t give me much of a fight. Then I turn her around to face med and press her body against the tiled wall.

She opens her mouth to say something but before she does I press my lips against her. My tongue slips in between her soft lips to meet hers and she gives one of those sexy moans of hers. I groan against her lips and deepen the kiss even more. One of my hands comes up to fist in her hair at the back of her neck so I can angle her head any way I want. With the other hand I keep her pressed against my body. Her hands leave their place at my chest to snake around my neck and run through my hair. She gently tugs the hair at the back of my neck, earning another groan from me. She presses her body harder against mine and I in turn press her harder against the wall.

Elina

He just walks into the bathroom like he owns the place, like my privacy is something he can overlook. His erection is still obvious in his underwear, but he seems unfazed by this fact. “I need to take a shower.” Is all he says before he drops his boxer briefs. Then he actually turns sideways to throw them in a hole that I hadn’t noticed before. I wonder what that is for? Then I glance at him from the corner of my eyes, and it is huge! It doesn’t look completely erect but it still looks huge!

I don’t dare to take a long and good look at it. I feel my whole body flush and I hide my face in my towel. He gives me one of those sexy as hell chuckles and says. “It’s ok. You can look. All of this is yours anyway.” Like hell I’ll look at that! At least not while you can see me do it.

“I don’t want to see anything.” I mumble into my towel. Can he get into the shower so I can leave the room with as little as possible chance of getting caught looking? Then I feel his arms snake around my middle and he lifts me up against his chest. “What the fuck are you doing? Put me down!” Then I felt the water. He put me in the shower. “Aaah.” I let out a shriek of surprise and before I have time to react he pulls off my nightgown.

“I think this has to go.” He says and then he turns me around, presses me up against the wall and before I have the chance to say anything his lips come crashing down on mine. I gasp and he takes the opportunity to slip his tongue into my mouth and all I can do is moan into his mouth. He groans against me, slipping his hand into my hair and angling my head to deepen the kiss. His other hand is on my buttocks pressing me to his body. My hands snake up from their position on his chest to the back of his neck to press his lips even harder against mine.

Eventually he breaks for air and to move on to my neck. He lifts me up and I wrap my legs around his waist and he grinds his bare erection against my core, earning another moan from me. Thank god I still have my panties on.

My whole body is tingling from the ministrations of his hands and mouth. I rub myself against him as best as I can. The throbbing in my core is at an all time high and all I want is to be lead along the road to erotic bliss. “You are so beautiful. You taste so good.” He murmurs between kisses and licks along my throat. His hand slips down from my neck to grab one of my generous breasts. His fingers lightly rub over my nipple, but it’s not enough. 

“Please.” It’s the only word that can make it out of my mouth. My thoughts wrapped up in the feel of his hands and mouth.

“What is it you want, little one?” I can feel the smile on his lips as he murmurs into my ear ending his question with a small nip on my earlobe.

“Ahn. Please. Mmm.” I can’t find any words. My whole brain caught up in the pleasure he's giving me, and yet not giving me. I grind my pussy against him but the pressure is not enough, it doesn't reach all the way. Perhaps it would have been better without the panties. “Please.”

“You want me to touch you here?” His hand slips between us to rub more firmly against my throbbing pussy.

“Yess.” I hiss out at the contact of his fingers on my clit and I throw my head back against the wall. Fuck that feels good.

“Then I think we need to remove these as well.” He hooks his fingers in my panties and with a forceful tug he rips them. Aw. I really liked those. His fingers don’t waste any time but quickly return to my most intimate part. They slowly glide between my folds that are already drenched with my fluids to make his intrusion easier. “Mmm. You're so wet and ready for me.” I give him a small whimper as his fingers retreat to rub my clit. His fingers leave my magic bud again to travel through my soft folds to find the hidden well and when they do a long thick finger slowly dips in.

I’m a gasping and moaning mess here, giving in to everything he does to me when yesterday I promised I wouldn’t. But his mouth feels so good, and his fingers as well. There is like a strange force attracting me to him. Lust and something more that I can’t put a name on. Just a taste. Just one go is all I need. Then I'll go home.

I pull his hair silently telling him to return his lips to mine and he obeys my wishes. His tongue is wrestling mine in the same slow pace that his finger slips in and out of me. He slips his finger out of me and goes back to rubbing my clit, and then he gives my clit a firm pinch. I throw my head back against the wall giving out a small cry somewhere between pain and pleasure. Lazarus takes this chance to attack my neck again and his fingers travel back towards my opening. This time he presses in two fingers and I feel myself straining to accommodate him.

“So tight! I will have to warm you up well before you will be able to take me.” I whimper at this and rub myself on his fingers. Then he abruptly stops kissing me to look deep into my eyes. He is serious and I feel myself sober up, at least somewhat.

“When Galdrians mate, it is for life, till death do us part. It is the same when we mate with other species.” He leans in to kiss my lips. His fingers are still slowly working my pussy. “The male bites the female and injects a hormone into the female's bloodstream. The chemical makes it possible for the female's body to accept the seed of her mate and bear his child.”

What does he mean? He wants to mate with me for life? I thought all that this was an experiment, we were going to try and see if I could get pregnant. So even if I agree and we try and it fails, they are not going to put me back on earth? He gives me a passionate kiss. At the same time he curls his fingers hitting just the right spot and I almost come undone. Just a little bit more. “I’m going to bite you now.” He looks into my eyes to see my response.

Wait?! What?! He’s going to mate me now? My whole body stiffens and he stops moving his fingers because I clamp down so hard he can’t move them without causing discomfort. “Stop.” I push him away from me feeling the panic run through me. I don’t want this. At least I don’t think I want this. “I’m not ready for this. I still haven't given my consent in any of this.”

I rush out of the shower without looking at him, grab a towel and run out of the bathroom. To mate with him for life, is something that I would want? I don't even understand what that means. Every time they open he or Skillys mouths they reveal one more condition to this plot that they have. And none of the revelations benefits me or my situation. It feels like they are trying to force me into accepting their terms. I should come up with my own terms, perhaps demand to be returned to earth without further delays. Yes! That's what I’m going to do.

Lazarus

I fucked up big time! But I couldn’t go through with it without her knowing what was to come. Could I fuck her without marking her as mine? Perhaps. But I might have marked her in the heat of the moment and that's not good. She needs to know that she can trust me. That I will never do anything without her consent. I know she still doesn’t know me enough to trust me. And I only know what I have seen and heard on the surveillance, but I feel a connection with her.

Frustrated with myself I run my hand through my hair feeling the water fall down my body. I shouldn’t have done that to start with, but she looked so sexy being all flustered about my nudity. I can’t help the smile that falls on my lips at the memory of her hiding behind the towel. My dick throbs begging for release and I put my hand around it pressing hard. Slowly stroking myself I think of the swell of her breast, her moans as I kissed her, touched her. The softness of her folds, how slick she was allowing me to slip into her warmth. How her tight pussy clamped down on me as I licked her neck and massaged her breast. My hand works faster and I feel my cock swelling indicating I’m close to release. A deep moan slips out and I gasp for air while painting the wall in my cum, imagining its Elina that's stroking my cock.

After the initial ejaculation my cock is still hard, swollen and releasing more cum, and it will last for at least ten to twenty minutes. This is the worst with being a Galdrian. No quick releases. I keep stroking myself to hopefully make the ejaculation finish quicker, but since my thoughts wander off to Elina it takes almost a full 20 minutes before the swelling and sensitivity finally goes down.

I give a content sigh. I may want more than a wank off alone in the shower, but I should take it a bit slower with my little human. She has had a big change to her life so to make a big commitment as ‘for life’ might be a little bit much for her. At least she needs to know what to expect about the mating. But it is hard to resist her, to go slow when all I want is to fuck her sensless.

Perhaps I should show her what she can do on this ship, show her the pool, the gym and perhaps one of the playrooms. And I should introduce her to some of my friends and crewmembers. Leave our living quarters so that there is a lower chance of me forcing her to do something she doesn’t want, yet.

As I leave the bathroom to dress I have a smile on my face thinking about showing Elina her new life.

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