I didn't take it. As much as I felt the world was no longer a place good to live in, I knew I had to stick around. For myself, and for the others who were still alive. Held up somewhere, afraid for their lives. For them, I had to fight.
It was with a deep sense of regret that I then procceded to strugle to open my eyes. After what felt like an eternity, I managed.
The light was blinding me, but I refused to close my eyes again. I was back, and there was no way I'd be leaving again. I heard movement, and turned my head. Blarion was sitting on a chair looking thing on the side of the place where I was. I looked down myself and realized I was in a huge, and I mean huge bed, with black sheets and hanging curtains. I raised the covers and looked at myself, promptly blushing. I was... naked.
I tried to speak, but realized I couldn't. So I used my second means of communication. I mentally screamed at Blarion.
"WAKE UP YOU PERVERT. HOW DARE YOU UNDRESS ME? I'M GONNA KILL YOU AS SOON AS I GET OUT THIS LOUSY BED."
He jumped out the chair, looking startled and confused. He said something in his language so fast I wasn't even sure he spoke, and then he was hugging me so tight I screamed in pain. Or tried to. He, however, heard the mental scream, and immediatly let me go. Unfortunatly, my injured shoulder was already bleeding.
"Look what you did you moron." I said to him mentally.
"Sorry, sorry, sorry, I didn't know. I didn't know." He spoke aloud.
"Calm down you airheaded. Just help me up. AND NO PEEKING UNDER THE COVERS."
"That's alright. I was the one who undressed you anyway." I was so furious I sent him a mental image of me cutting his marbles off. He put his hands there, looking pale faced. "Would u really take my balls off?"
"Test me..." I said.
He helped me up and then frowned in thought. "Why can't you speak?"
"I don't know... I just woke up, and tried to speak, but couldn't..." I murmured in thought.
He looked sad for me, but I shrugged off his simpathy.
I looked down at my shoulder and it was still bleeding. I had to stop this bleeding before it landed me in more trouble, cause obviously these guys didn't know how to treat humans.
I closed my eyes, and plunged into a transe. Blarion tried to shake me up, make me open my eyes, in reflexive thought, no conscious intention on my part, I backlashed him, making him freeze for a minute. I wasn't aware of anything, except my wound.
I started working on it, composing walls to stop the bleeding like a jigsaw puzzle. I felt his admiration through our mind link, but I wasn't paying any attention.
I took me half an hour to finish, since I was so week, but I did it.
Blarion realized he shouldn't mess with me while I was like this, so he was simply holding me up while I worked. I came around to find him looking at me with lust in his eyes, and I mentally yelled at him to control himself.
After that, I passed out.
I woke up again at night, only the light of the moon in the room, to feel a warm body spooned around mine. The feeling was so good that, even though I wanted to, I couldn't get alarmed. I turned myself around, altough even lifting a finger was harder than builting the egyptian pyramids single handedly. I was so slow to move, that Blarion didn't even felt my moving. Of course, cause he was the only one that could be with me... He considered me his.
I had never had the opportunity to observe them, him without hassle, to notice how they really were. His hair was so long it was at least waist length, it was white blondish, and very soft to the touch. His skin was white, like, ghostly white, but also soft. I knew, cause he moved right then, pulling me into his body. I gasped in surprise and shock.
He was made like normal men... except well. Male anatomy was the same, just... much... bigger. I could feel it pressed against me, and altough I was yelling at my body not to notice it, to ignore it, ANYTHING, I couldn't.
I fought with all my strength against these creatures, to now lose myself at the hands of their captain, general or whatever... I was disgusted with myself.
Something passed along my mind and I stopped. It wasn't one of my thoughts... so maybe it was... one of his?
I delved into his mind, for the first time, trying to not wake him up. Finally I did it, and the information passed through my mind in a flash...
Blarion Langus, 500 years old, Commander of the Angus army, original planet destroyed 200 years ago and since then searching for new one, unemontional unitl... and then I saw... myself. A picture of me. In his mind. He considered me his... soulmate. He... Loved... Me?
Impossible. I turned around again, anger giving me strength, and I jumped out of bed. In a corner, I saw my clothes, washed and folded, and I put them on. Ah I missed them.
I was trying to open the door noiselessly when a pair or arms came around me, and made me crash into a hard chest. I gasped, and he turned me around, and made me step backwards, trapping me between the wall and his body.
"Where do you think you're going?"
"Away from here." I said mentally. I still wasnt able to speak.
"You cannot go. They'd kill you on sight."
"Are you sure I wouldn't kill them instead?" I said handling my hidden daggers.
"Wow, where did those come from?" He asked, making me drop them on the floor.
"Secret." I whispered in his mind.
I wasn't indifferent to his nearness, as much as I wanted to fake it, and it was getting harder and harder to think straight. My efforts were completely blown off when he pushed me harder against the wall with his body.
Our bodies were touching everywhere, and I closed my eyes, tried to ignore it, SOMETHING. But he started touching me, kissing my neck. I tried to push him back, and he grabbed my hands, and raised them above my head, effectively trapping me.
I tried to make him back off by arching my chest violently, but it only succeeded in pushing my breasts against him. Which he, obviously, took full advantage of.
He kissed me on the lips, and my mind went off. Shut down completely. I only knew, that one moment I was against the door, the other, I was lying down on the bed his body against mine. Next moment, we're both naked, and then, we're together, bodies moving in synch, hands goind through each other's bodies, and an explosion of pleasure when we both climaxed at the same time.
I fell asleep exhausted, the only thoughts going through my mind "How could I do this" and disgust for myself.
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The Invasion
RomanceOut of nowhere, a huge band of creatures, similar to eagles start killing all humans out on the street. Lana is a cold 18 year old woman who has lived by the sword all her life. When all the shit comes down, she is the only one willing to fight thes...