Untamed

Chapter 4

Jess woke to see the alien male staring at her. She looked at him puzzled at first and then just stared at him back. He just laid there, watching at her. Sighing she snuggled closer and enjoyed the warmth emanating from him. He trilled softly at her and Jess smiled. She felt lust rise again, the scent of this male growing heavy and Jess found herself feeling intoxicate. She didn't hear any gas, just the soft trilling of the male. Leaning in, she kissed him softly at first. The trilling stopped and he gently stroked her face. Jess pulled him closer and ran her hand over his face before kissing him harder, parting her lips and licking deeply into his mouth. He finally responded and kissed her back; his tongue rough and his taste sweet. His mandibles splayed wide, gently pulling her in, his tongue snaking along hers. He held her closer, feeling her soft body against him, driving him wild.

Malak had woken early and watched the ooman while she slept. He wondered what she dreamt of. She opened her eyes and saw the look of puzzlement on her face before she smiled at him. He enjoyed being with her, even if they had only just met. He wondered if the drugs were still in her system. He trilled softly to soothe and reassure her, to belay any fears she may have. She snuggled closer and inhaled her gentle scent. It was arousing. He watched Jess look back into his eyes and saw that intoxicated look again. Was she still drugged? It shouldn't last this long. Her mouth was already on his and kissed her deeply. Malak had never kissed a ooman before but found it just as enjoyable and possibly even better than Yuatja. He wanted more but he couldn't do it. He wanted her, to want him... without the influence of drugs. He stopped kissing her and got out of bed.

"Its my watch now on the bridge. I'll be back in a while." Malak didn't want to leave her but he had his duties to perform.

Jess tilted her head and shrugged her shoulders before shaking her head. Malak sighed; of course she didn't speak Yuatja. Malak thought hard for a moment, he hadn't used the ooman language in an age. He wished he had the translator implants from his clan days.

"Staaay hereee. I baaack sooon." Malak said slowly, hoping it was the correct words he was after.

Jess smiled when she heard the language and nodded. The smile lit Malak's heart, feeling like he made a connection.

"I'm Jess..." and extended her hand to shake his.

Malak looked at her hand, then back at Jess. "Jeeeesss..." he liked her name and smiled broadly.

He extended his taloned hand also.... "Maalakk". His hand hanging in the air, Jess grabbed his hand and shook it. The touch made his heart skip a beat. Nodding to Jess, he left her on the bed.

As Malak walked out the door, his heart pounded. He had never felt this way before, his mouth dry, sweating profusely all over. He felt foolish and happy at the same time. He marched on towards the bridge feeling happier than he had been in a long time.

Jess watched Malak leave and smiled. He seemed nice and for someone who lacked a proper mouth, kissed amazingly. She felt more like herself and although she was curious about this place, thought it was time to get out of here. Figuring he may be gone for a while, Jess devised her escape.

Malak now at the helm, started issuing orders for the pending landing at the secret rendezvous point for the slave market. He rostered the guards to take the slaves to the market with Yeyinde at lead. Checking the scanners, there was no other reports of any clan activity. All signs looked good and if the sale goes well, they would have the funds and supplies to complete their base they had been building in secret. Away from the clans, they would have a new life and left alone in peace. They could give up their life of crime and try to regain a shred of honour they used to know. Maybe he could take Jess here and start over. The thought gave him hope... what was it about her that made him feel this way?