Page 17 of Protected By the Alien Space Guardian

My fingers grabbed the material of the Cryon uniform she wore and I tore it in half. The sound was loud and harsh in the otherwise silent room.

Her tits were just as beautiful as I remembered them, but I denied myself and her the pleasure of suckling on them. Instead, I ripped her uniform more and pulled her pants down until my eyes feasted on her cunt, hidden underneath a patch of hair.

That wasn’t what I wanted to see either, though. Well, I did, but right then, I directed my sight at the markings on her hip, how they snaked up to her rib cage. Identical to mine.

Mine.

That thought pleased me because as much as I felt myself belonging to her, she was mine too.

I lowered my head and trailed my tongue over the lines, reveling in the shudders of her flesh and the hitch in her breath.

Her hands weren’t idle either. They roamed up and down my arms, and every time her fingers moved over the lines of my markings, I felt her touch deep in my soul. I sucked some of the marked skin into my mouth, and her body jerked. She was just as sensitive to her lines as I was to mine.

I licked my way down, down to where the line ended in the patch of her hair. Like an arrow pointing. Her legs opened for me, and suddenly, I forgot everything about crumbs and pride. Driven solely by the need to bring pleasure to her and to taste the sweet nectar of her juices.

She writhed underneath me when I licked her clit. Her soft moans turned into mewls, and I was determined to make her come, but she had other ideas. Her hands buried in my hair, and she pulled. I had no choice but to follow unless I wanted to lose a strand of hair. Which I wasn’t since this was not a battle. If it were, I would have lost the moment my lips tasted her flesh.

With a groan, I allowed her to lead me up and align myself between her legs. I pulled my pants down while her hands pulled my shirt up. Both our breaths were heavy now, both of us needing the bond of my cock and her cunt.

She was so wet that I slid in easily despite how narrow her parting walls were, which opened to me like gates opened to a conqueror, only to wrap my cock into its warm folds. The message was clear, her cunt welcomed me and accepted me, but it was her walls that were giving me pleasure at their will.

Like an invading army, I thrust in and out of her, deeper with each push.

I grabbed her legs and bent her knees against my shoulder to get in even deeper yet. I felt my balls slap against her flesh, but the desire to get inside her only grew. I was sheathed as deeply as I could, yet it wasn’t enough.

Her hips moved up and down, emulating my rhythm. With a groan, I surrendered myself fully to her, lowered my head, and pressed my lips against her opening, welcoming mouth. Our tongues met, our hands enfolded, and our arms aligned. Our soulbonds touched, and a searing light flashed through me. At last, we were one. Grunting and moaning, touching and seemingly fused together, our bodies moved in sync, connected in all the right places.

The bliss that moved through me erased any misgivings I’d had about having my destiny entwined with another person. With sudden clarity, I knew we were one. My goals were hers and hers mine.

I wasn’t Raasla the Space Guardian any longer. I was Raasla mated to Zoe.

My next thrusts were filled with fury at the mere thought of anybody daring to come between us. I would kill them indiscriminately. She was MINE, and the triumph over that simple truth brought me to the most intense climax I had ever experienced. Our souls soared and entwined. We were ONE.

“MINE!” I roared.

“Raasla,” she screamed as her body shuddered under the onslaught of her own orgasm, making me come a second time by calling my name in the heat of her passion. It was me giving her what her body needed, and it was me she was calling out to, who was on her mind.

The next few days flew by. When we weren’t fucking in his cabin, he took me to the bridge and showed me what he had learned, filled me in about his past and the mission that led him here, to me.

To me.

Even as the days passed by, I couldn’t believe that Raasla was mine. The alien who had rescued me had become the man I couldn’t live without. Every time we fucked, it brought us closer, and even though I had only met him days ago, I recognized deep in my core that we belonged together.

“So what happens after we deliver the humans”—yes, that was how I had begun to think of my fellow ex-captured cellmates, humans, as if I wasn’t, hadn’t been part of it, all that I was and would be was Raasla’s he was me, and I was him, it was as simple as that—“to Astrionis?”

“We will find a male named Noodar. He will have the answers we seek,” Raasla said, winding his fingers without conscious thought through my hair.

We saw little of the other humans, who greeted me now with obvious distrust. Gone were Peter’s and Eric’s friendliness. Their eyes lingered far too long now on how close Raasla and I stood to be comfortable. They never asked me about him though.

Besides curt, what will happen when we arrive, and similar questions, we hardly spoke. Which was fine with me. As a matter of fact, my impatience to be rid of them and to take off with Raasla alone grew with each parsec—which I gathered was the span of time it took to move lightyears

Once upon a time, Earth and humans had been my home and everything to me. Not anymore. Now there was only Raasla and the infinite universe we would explore together. He warned me that there would be danger, most of all, because he didn’t know how the Ohrurs, his bosses, would react when they found out about me. So we were going to keep me a secret for now, and Raasla would act as if he were still on the mission they had assigned him.

Often, I wondered how happy I had ever been on Earth and with the person I had been. Because I was changing every day, every hour, I was morphing into something more, something I had never expected or even dreamed of myself being.

Eventually, even the longest trip ends, and when we finally arrived on Astrionis, I was humbled by the alien beauty and structure. I was also surprised—even though Raasla had prepared me—to meet another human woman who had found her destiny among the stars.

Silla was as adventurous as I, just quieter. She and her Lord Protector Garth were populating an entire planet with humans and Thyres working together. Silla also told me about the bond between her and Garth, which was a similar fated-mate concept as Raasla’s and mine, but without the painful tattoos. She said that many Thyres and, curiously, other alien races were finding their soulmates within the humans. Males and females alike.

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