The Alpha Centaurians: The Beginnings

Chapter 2

                                                            BALEN

Entering Skye's room's I find her and Rylan locked in an embrace. So engrossed in each other, they don't notice me. "Is this what you want?" He asks her. "I want you." My heart breaks at those three words, and insane with rage I pull him from her arms. We attack each other ignoring her screams to stop. Finally she separates us, forcing us a part she demands that we leave.

Of course I'm not going anywhere. If Rylan wants to involve the colony leader, it would be to his embarrassment. Fortunately, he takes the high road. Skye leaves me to retire to the bedroom, while I straighten up the mess that Rylan and I made. As she showers, I prepare a light meal, of chickpea, and arugula sandwiches. It's setup on the night stand with a glass of wine.

Entering the bedroom she ignores me, and dives into the food. I want to know what she's thinking, but she's blocked me. She's been angry with me before, but not like this, she's completely shut me out. Lucky for me, the wine is starting to dull her senses. I get from her that she knows about our breeding habits, and that another woman requests her assistance with leaving this place. Then nothing, she's blocked me again.

Watching her, she's watching me. I'm waiting for the wine to take effect, her red stained lips drawing my attention. I've used other means to pleasure her, but now it's time that she gave me an heir. Taking the glass from her, I don't give her time to object. Filling her mouth with my tongue, she puts up a small fight but a trail of kisses down her neck stifles that. He's bit her, I can smell his venom in the small puncture wounds on her neck.

Biting into the wounds, I inject my venom. Her intake of breath, has me apologizing to her via telepathy, and she strokes the back of my neck, to say all is forgiven. My temperature rising, I can no longer keep my need for her at bay, I have to be buried deep within her. Literally ripping her clothing to pieces, as I trail kisses down her stomach, and spreading her legs, I dip my tongue as far as I can into her center. Sharp intake of breath, as I trail my tongue slowly up and down her femininity. Moaning my name, she thrashes about in ecstasy. "Balen... Balen..." Lapping at her nectar, my member swells to bursting.

Losing my self-control, I quickly enter her crevice. Filled to the hilt, she slowly grinds up and down my shaft. Lightly brushing her neck with my lips, I let her take charge, squeezing, and pulling my staff, with her core. The warmth and wetness of her canal, pulls me close to the edge. Our bodies in tune, she stops, allowing me to regain my composure, before resuming her squeezing, and pulling. Peaking, I'm quickly at the edge again. Running her hands through my hair, she pulls my face down to hers, in a tender kiss. With a low growl, pulling away from her embrace, I pump in and out of her, mercilessly. Holding her hips, as her body bounces off of mines, her center griping my length, as her juices run down my scrotum. Meeting my every stroke, together we quickly, and rhythmically build to a climax.

Gasping out her orgasm into my shoulder, I moan out my release as my seed spills forth into her canal. "I love you." I hear her whisper. Lying beneath me, gazing at me through halflidded eyes, she couldn't be any more beautiful. Gently touching her chin, my lips make a connection with hers. I love the intimacy of her touching my cheek, as we breathe each other in. The essence of her still on my tongue, she samples it. Sucking on my tongue, before allowing mines to explore hers. Our tongues vying for control, her need for me is awakened again. The slickness of her sheath, and her squirming causes my rod to go hard inside of her. One thing that I'm sure of is this, she belongs to me. Rylan will have to find another. "I love you." I whisper back. This time we don't rush, we take our time savoring each other's bodies.

                                              SKYE

The women are relegated to the apartment complex, and the park, I'm the only one who's been to the base where the Centaurian men reside. It's been weeks since I've seen Balen or Rylan, and I'm beyond pissed. Making my way through the woods, that separates the women's housing from the base, A few colorful words spewing from my mouth, I trip over a log, scraping my leg. The blood trickling, I ignore it and continue on. So consumed with what I'll say or do when I do lay eyes on either one of them, I don't notice the man stalking me until i.'m upon him.