Genesis

Chapter 14

Tatsu entered his quarters, he still felt angry enough he had forgotten he had sent Roxanna there. He found her seated on the edge of his bed fidgeting with her hands waiting on him. He glanced at her before removing his armor. She sat silently as she watched. He soon disappeared to his bathing room, Roxanna stayed still, her heartbeat raced in anxiety. She was afraid, terrified.... she felt as if this was her last night alive. Her mind drifted to unpleasant memories of the place she once called home; the massacre, those alien bugs. Lost in thoughts she didn't hear Tatsu reenter the room, his body slick from bathing wearing nothing but a towel around his waist.
She jumped at his voice. "Undress." Her eyes went wide in shock.
"What..." she licked her dry lips. "I don't...I don't understand." She watched him sit down into his chair he always sat in while working on things or armoring up.
"I said undress... and come stand before me. I once told you your first time should not be against a tree," he looked around, "I see no trees. I intend to make you mine tonight." His voice was unnervingly sultry.
She quickly undressed, her face bright red and her hands shook as she tried to hide her breasts and secrets behind them in modesty. She stood before him a new fear replaced her last one.
His eyes, those fearsome golden eyes looked over every inch of her before staring directly into her own eyes. Her skin broke out into goosebumps even though the room was hot and muggy.
He took in her body, young and lovely. He had desired to possess Nina in a natural sense of male competitiveness, he indeed admired and adored the woman. He'd kill for her as he had before, she was his empress. But as he looked upon Roxanna he felt an overwhelming desire and pull to her that had been eating away at him since he had first laid eyes on her. He wanted to keep her, protect her against the worlds. He wanted to make her his in every way possible.The thoughts and feelings were absolutely ridiculous, sometimes he'd blamed it on spending entirely to much time with Nina...she made him soft.
She saw fire flicker in his stare. His hands slowly reached up and removed hers from her breast and her lower region. She didn't dare protest. His fingers closed about hers and suddenly he pulled her into his lap. She gasped, tensed and struggled; she wriggled in his lap and managed to face him. His thighs were solid beneath her, his chest, when she placed both palms against it, felt like hot solid rock. His arms wrapped about her heavy and relaxed, they might as well have been steel bands holding her trapped.
"Are you afraid?" He asked, his voice that utterly desirable deep tone flowed through her.
"Yes..." She whispered.
She felt his large hands move from behind her only to feel long fingers, hard palms, tracing her body, investigating every curve, subtly caressing yet with a deeper purpose....as if he was learning her. She held her breath. His hands continued to roam, tracing breasts, hips, the long muscles of her back, the backs of her thighs, the globes of her bottom. Slowly arousing her....and him.
His hands artfully cupped her breasts, he teased and pinched her nipples till they ached. She didn't quite understand why Now was the time for him to choose to "bed" her when she had so many questions, fears. Yet his skillful touch, his hard body, his overwhelming noticeable arousal she could feel right under her was distracting her mind from her worries.
"Hmm." He turned his head and looked into her eyes. "Snow and ice on the peak . . ." He referenced her pale flesh and blue eyes that had captured his attention. Looking down, he lifted his hand from her bare breast and trailed his fingers down, over the curve of her stomach, into the hollow at the apex of her thighs. "But fires burn beneath."
Roxanna sucked in a breath as his fingers lightly traced the line between her thighs. She couldn't suppress the impulse to squirm, and felt his fingers firm about her bottom. He held her still and continued to play, tracing the lines of her legs. His touch was tantalizing, she had experienced it before; she was breathing rapidly...her heart thudding in her chest.
Very gently, he stroked the soft flesh between her thighs, which had parted of their own accord. "I'm going to stir you until passion pours like lava through your veins. Until you're hot and aching and wet. Until you're so slick and needy, you spread your lovely thighs wide and let me taste your essence and enter you. Fill you. Until I bathe in your heat."
Roxanna closed her eyes and felt her body surrender, felt the slickness he drew forth. Felt his fingers slide and glide, over and between the throbbing folds. Sliding her hands from where they'd lain passive against his chest, to around his neck, holding him to her. Without thinking she leaned up, his mandibles already parted from excitement she kissed him. Her plump lips met his slick jagged teeth. He pulled his head back from hers quickly, for once a look of surprise and curiosity crossed his features.
Roxanna smiled coyly. Her voice husky with desire. "Let me kiss you." She pulled at his neck to lower his head and he complied. He let her lips meet his mouth once more, she hungrily kissed. She played at his mouth with her tongue until he greeted hers with his own. She felt a growl deep from within his chest.
His fingers continued to tease her sex, making her unbearably hot with need. She pulled away from him as she moaned breathlessly. She was so close, so close to breaking in his hand. Her hips instinctively met the rhythm of his torturous fingers. She cried out as blackness and stars took over her vision. Her sex convulsed around his thick digit that still stroked slowly and shallowly inside of her. She laid limp in his arms after the waves of ecstasy receded.
She stared up at him heavily panting. Roxanna wanted more from him, needed more. He had given her an orgasm before and again now. She wanted to pleasure him back, a thought flickered in her mind. She knew he had slept with Nina, a small twinge of jealousy went through her. She became curious if Nina had ever.....
Roxanna squirmed out of his lap and stood. He stood as well most likely thinking it was time for the bed. Roxanna stopped him from moving, it was her turn. She may be young and virginal but she knew the arts of foreplay. Her small hands played with his hot skin, admiring his broad hard chest. Entranced by all the scars on his body. Fully dressed, he was intimidating. Almost naked, he was mesmerizing. Fascinatingly, mind numbingly male....a potent, powerful presence just waiting to claim her. She let her hands stray lower. To his hip. Fingers reaching, she traced the wide bone, sensed the slightly different texture of his skin. Deliberately, she let her hand fall, fingers languidly trailing over his lower stomach.
His breath hitched and he growled. Just as she removed his towel and found him. Eyes still locked with his, she touched tentatively, surprised to find such delicate skin. And felt him quiver, then tense. Emboldened she slowly reached farther, and wrapped her fingers around the heavy length of him. Every muscle he possessed locked. The one in her hands throbbed.
Lips curving in a wicked smile, she stroked, and caressed as she lowered to her knees. She came face to face with his thick cock, he was much bigger than a human man, and it was textured with ridges.
She touched her tongue to the tip of Tatsu's cock as their eyes locked on each other; hers filled with lust his filled with apprehension as to what she was doing. She hummed, savoring the taste of his flesh and the thought she was giving him his first blowjob. Ravenous for more, she swallowed as much of his length as she could. His eyes bore into her with utter fascination and pleasure his jaw went slack and he tilted his head back as a growling moan escaped his mouth. His hand instinctively grasped her hair.
He smelled of fresh, clean sweat and untamed wilderness. Deep in her loins, dripping and warm, she felt the overwhelming desire to be filled by him. She wanted to surrender to the beast. Whimpering, she fought the urge and worked his thick shaft with both hands in swift pumping motions. She wrapped her lips around the head and deep-throated his length. As he started to throb, she pushed back, her lips wet and so was his cock.
"Take me please." She pleadingly whispered.
He growled pulling her to her feet and tossed her gently to the bed. She giggled as she turned and began to crawl further into his large bed. She gasped as she felt him stay her with large hands at her hips. Roxanna closed her eyes and prepared herself for first penetration. She released her breath she hadn't realized she had been holding when she felt his hot tongue on her sex. He held her there so he could savor her sweet essence, and savor her he did. Long and slow, languid and devastating, his tongue wove its magic, until fires burned under every inch of her skin, until her bones had melted and her nerves shrivelled and her wits had reduced to ashes. Until she was panting, almost crying in her need.
She was hot, she was needy.....she was ready. She was frantic. Then he pulled back.
"Tatsu!" Her cry was weak, a demand and a plea.
Tatsu flipped her over to her back. She felt delirious from desire. This was it, this was going to be her first experience of intercourse, and to her it was with the embodiment of raw power, strength, masculinity. She cared not that he was a monstrous alien; she could feel the passion mounting, bubbling through her veins, exactly as he had predicted. Her inner fires were raging, she was molten with liquid heat. And she needed to release it. He nudged her thighs open wider to accommodate him more. She felt his thick cock at her slick sex, he slowly and gently entered her. She tensed as she felt him reach her maidenhood, keeping her eyes tightly shut she tried to will her muscles to relax. She cried out as he broke through and buried himself completely into her. She grabbed onto him as she quietly cried at the burning pain she felt all around his thick large invasive member. He allowed her time to adjust, his hands rubbed her body and soothed her till the pain became a dull ache. She opened her teary blue eyes and it was his sign to begin. He slowly retreated from her and softly plunged back in, the rhythm soon quenched the pain and returned pleasure. His surging rhythm became hers, became her very heartbeat. He used his body to pleasure her, she learned to use hers to pleasure him back. He was a gentle teacher, he forced nothing but pleasure on her. She raised her knees and gripped his hips, and gave herself up to his heat, and the escalating pressure inside her. Till it finally gave and stole her mind, her senses, her very being, and left her floating in a void of delight. She only just managed to smother her scream; she wasn't even sure she succeeded, she wasn't even sure that she cared.
Tatsu felt her melt beneath him, the rush of that pleasant ooman female essence flood over his cock and her hard gripping contractions, her wild moans and soft callings of his name. With a groaning churr, he thrust deep and shut his eyes, blocking out the sight of her, the bewitching golden mane of her hair, a frame for her delicate face and sparkling blue eyes that were glazed in ecstasy. Racking shudders swamped him; he felt her grip him tight and crying out his name. He growled again and buried himself deep into her spilling his seed. She was his, only his, that thought made his pleasure deepen.