Page 41 of Claimed by an Alien Warrior

He was greeted by a blank blue screen. Where were the moving images? The TV at their prior shelter had operated like a primitive holographic projector, displaying moving images of humans, strange animals, and clusters of symbols.

He pressed a finger down on one of the buttons at random. A line divided up into little bars appeared at the bottom of the screen. When he pressed the button down again, several of the bars disappeared. He pushed another button, and the screen displayed four human symbols accompanied by a triangle pointing to the right.

Two humans appeared on the TV, a male and a female. The female was seated on a chair covered in a pale brown fabric. The male was standing nearby, facing away from her, dressed in some sort of uniform vaguely reminiscent of Stantz’s soldiers. Perhaps he was merely a differently specialized warrior?

“I am trying to investigate these crimes, Misses Haversnatch,” the male said with an oddly stilted cadence. “If you don’t cooperate, I’ll have to book you for obstruction.”

The female stood and approached the man with an exaggerated sway in her hips, grasping her shirt. “Does this look like obstruction to you, Officer Cumswell?”

Just as Rendash was looking for another button to press, the woman ripped open her shirt, and her large breasts sprang free. Rendash perked, back straightening and eyes widening. He’d never seen anything like them before. Was that what Zoey looked like beneathhershirt?

The male, Officer Cumswell, seemed to debate with himself. “I can’t have intimate relations with a person of interest in my investigation.”

The woman dropped to her knees in front of the male. “Maybe I can change your mind.” She tore open the male’s pants as easily as she had her shirt. His erection jutted toward her. “Looks like your interest is more than professional.”

Officer Cumswell moaned as the woman gripped his cock and took it into her mouth.

Rendash moved to the front edge of the bed and leaned forward to watch the bizarre mating ritual, resting his hands on his knees. The image zoomed in on the woman’s mouth as she slid her lips back and forth along the male’s shaft.

Their mating progressed rapidly through various positions and phases until they were both naked, slamming their bodies together with flesh slapping. Though the sounds they made seemed pained at times, neither of them slowed. They appeared to be enjoying themselves. Rendash was particularly interested in the male using his mouth on the female’s genitals, which were so open and welcoming compared to those of female aligarii. The man’s attentions seemed to drive her mad; her face contorted with overwhelming pleasure.

Immediately, Zoey’s face came to mind. What did her body look like without coverings? What sounds would she make if it was Rendash’s mouth between her thighs? What expression would she wear if she were filled with such passion and lust?

His cock stiffened with want at the mere thought of her in such positions. He dropped a hand to grasp his erection through the towel, hoping to alleviate some of the desirous ache. His own touch only strengthened his need.

He closed his eyes and stroked his shaft. Pleasure coursed through him, forcing him to grit his teeth and tighten his hold.

Control.

His gaze drifted toward the bathroom. If he couldn’t detach himself from his rapidly growing feelings for Zoey, how could he expect to control his want for her?

He looked at the screen again. The couple had changed positions; the woman was on her hands and knees with the male thrusting into her from behind.

Human fornication was simultaneously confusing and fascinating. He was unfamiliar with their reproductive process, but surely it didn’t takethislong for them to complete their coupling. This mating… This looked as though it were purely for enjoyment.

The concept was foreign to Rendash. He was unsure about greater aligarii society, but amongst the Khorzar, sex served only two purposes — a quick means of release for those in the field or a fulfillment of reproductive duty for those who had been cleared to mate. Female aligarii could not reach their peak until the male had blossomed, meaning it was best for those involved to reach the point of mutual fulfillment as fast as possible.

What pleasure was involved was brief and never served as the primary focus. For those who were not mated, it was only a release of built-up desires to allow a clearer path to control.

And they certainly didn’t use their mouths — at least not in his experience.

The bathroom door opened, and Zoey stepped out.

“I hope you like pepperoni be…cause…” Her wide eyes fell upon him, shifted to the hand grasping his cock, and then swung to the TV. “What the hell!”

“What is wrong?” Rendash stood and turned to face her. The towel around his hips fell to the floor.

Zoey stared at him — or, more specifically, his groin — with lips parted and cheeks reddening.

Rendash imagined his cock slipping past those lips and groaned.

“Oh, my God.” Zoey’s pupils dilated, and her breath quickened. “You…you’re sitting here, doing this, while I was…” She looked at the TV again, silently watching. Finally, she snatched up the remote and turned off the screen.

“I only turned it on. I did not know how to change the image,” he said, dipping into a crouch only long enough to snatch up his fallen towel and replace it. Though he felt no shame, he’d clearly made her uncomfortable. “I am sorry if I have violated your human customs again.”

She walked to the TV and pressed a button on the small device beneath it. A tray slid out of its front with a faint mechanical whine. Zoey plucked out a round, thin disc from within. “Guess someone forgot to take their porn with them,” she muttered, dropping the disc into a plastic bin on the floor nearby.

As she moved past him to sit on the other bed, he couldn’t help but look at her differently; he couldn’t ignore the curves he’d felt beneath his palms when he’d touched her earlier, couldn’t forget how it had felt to hold her the night before. The hunger that had already been growing in him was intensified now; hewantedher.

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