Chapter 9
Nine
Elara spent the rest of the week thinking about punching the handsome face of her arrogant, egotistical, smug captain.
If she had only managed to wipe that damn grin off his blue face, perhaps he would’ve learned some humility. Instead, he was cockier than ever.
And the worst thing was that she couldn’t even get some space from him. Wherever she went, there he was.
At work.
At the cafeteria.
At night.
They spoke as little as possible, but the tension between them didn’t go away. If anything, it was increasing by the day.
Elara stewed in her anger, jotting down her thoughts while seated at the desk in the captain’s quarters. Jax lounged on his bed, his arms resting behind his head.
He looked relaxed and at ease, but that was just a facade.
The alien warrior was just as annoyed as Elara was. He protected the human’s honor — and she was angry at him?! He would never understand humans.
In fact, his blood boiled just looking at her.
There she was, furiously scribbling something in her notebook. Headstrong little brat. He had demonstrated his strength and shown her mercy, and this was the thanks he got?
The more she ignored him, the angrier the captain got.
This had to stop. She had to submit to him. One way or another.
“Enough,” Jax growled. “I will not endure your silence a moment longer, you insolent brat. Do you want to go for another round in the ring?”
Elara didn’t look up from her journal. “So you can publicly humiliate me again? No thank you.”
“The ring is deserted at this hour. I’ll kick any stragglers out, if that is what you wish. It’ll just be you and me, woman. No one else.”
The Dragan captain was certain he would win, of course. This time, he wouldn’t just grab her wrist. He let her off easy last time, and she hated him for it.
This time he would pin her down to the ground and make her submit.
Easy.
And then maybe, just maybe, he would take her right there.
In the middle of the ring.
He’d slip his hand under her skintight clothing and see if she was as wet and as eager as she was in the shower, when she plays with herself, and the captain pretends not to notice her heavy breathing and stifled moans as he slowly stroked himself.
It wouldn’t take long to get her to submit.
Her sweet, submissive, human pussy was probably already drenched and dripping for him right now.
All Jax had to do was make the headstrong, bratty human realize that this is what she wanted. What she needed. What she craved .
Jax shook his head. Elara Morgan was driving him insane. Thoughts of mating filled his mind at every waking moment. Every time he looked at her, he wanted to pin her against the wall and kiss her.
One way or another, things had to change.
“You know what? Fine,” Elara said. “Fine. No crowd this time. Just you and me. And if I so much as touch you, I’m taking the bed for the rest of the month. Deal?”
Jax grinned. “Deal.”
The blue alien was correct: the training ring was abandoned. Jax even locked the doors behind them to keep any unwanted visitors out. They were all alone out here.
No one would ever see what was happening in here.
Jax did a quick warm-up, a gleam of sweat covering his broad, muscled chest.
“I’m ready whenever you are, Morgan. Are you ready to submit yet?”
Elara narrowed her eyes. “To you? Never.”
Her heart thumped. She wasted no time and charged right at him. Jax easily stepped aside.
“Your attacks are predictable, human. Try again.”
She did. Again. And again. And again. Every attempt ended the same way — with Jax effortlessly dogging, weaving, avoiding. It was like trying to punch her shadow.
“Ready to give up yet?” The Dragan captain growled.
Elara Morgan gritted her teeth and charged. She launched a furious barrage of kicks and punches, throwing all her anger, her energy, her pent-up frustration into every blow.
Jax blocked, and dodged, and evaded, the cocky smirk on his face getting wider by the second.
Elara threw an especially wild punch. Jax caught her hand.
“You’re embarrassing yourself, human,” he growled, his intense Dragan eyes glaring. “Give up.”
“I’m not done yet,” she said breathlessly. She tried to pull her fist back. It wouldn’t budge.
“Are you sure about that?”
“Positive.”
Jax released her. “You have grit and determination, I’ll give you that, Morgan. But you should know when you’re bested. Surrender.”
She turned her back towards him and exhaled deeply. “What if… what if I surrender to you?”
“Hm?” Jax growled. He hadn’t expected the question.
“If I surrender to you… what will you do to me?”
Thoughts of the bratty human submitting to Jax filled his mind. What would he do to her, given the chance? Sit her down on her knees and make her use that mouth? No — bend her over and spank that big human ass of hers until it’s red and glowing. Wait — how about tying her up, then teasing her clit until she literally begged for release —
Elara suddenly dropped down to the floor and swept his legs in one fluid motion. Jax should have seen it coming, but his mind was occupied by intrusive, unstoppable thoughts of finally dominating the bratty human’s body and mind.
Jax went crashing to the floor.
He landed flat on his back, his chest heaving with deep, angry breaths. A dirty ploy! Typical human strategy!
“Seems I got you, captain.”
Elara straddled his muscular, blue form, and pinned the alien’s hands above his head.
“You’re embarrassing yourself, captain,” she said, her voice husky. “Submit.”
Elara wasn’t sure why she decided to climb on top of him — it seemed like a power move at the time, but now her behind was pressing directly into something hard and firm, and she was staring directly into his glowing eyes, and she could feel his musk, his sweat, his essence all around her, and her heart was racing like mad.
Jax growled in anger.
With a burst of raw strength, the powerful alien easily broke her grip. Elara gasped. The Dragan grabbed her waist and flipped them both over. Now his strong hands firmly pinned her wrists above her head.
Elara stared at the blue alien towering over her. Their bodies were pressed firmly against each other.
Her heart raced. Heat pooled between her legs. Her nipples were as hard as diamonds.
This was bad. Very bad.
Jax leaned down. Their noses brushed.
Elara trembled. Oh no.
And then Jax kissed her.
His lips pressed against hers, his tongue tasting her. She moaned into his mouth as she returned the kiss, her body exploding with pleasure.
She felt sweet release in every fiber of her being.
Jax tasted her. Finally . Her lips were hot and wet and eager. His tongue slid into her parted mouth and he tasted her.
Elara groaned. She wrapped her legs around his torso and pulled him closer. She felt his hardness pressing against her stomach, and it only made her heart race faster.
She had been fighting this feeling for so long, but there was no stopping it now.
Jax kissed her deeper, his tongue claiming her mouth fully. He wanted more. He wanted everything .
Elara arched her back, pressing her body against his further. She felt like she was melting, like she was dissolving into nothingness, and the only thing keeping her grounded was Jax and his big, blue body.
His hands released her wrists and he cradled the back of her head. He kissed her harder, insistently, demandingly .
Elara surrendered. She submitted.
After it, it was just a kiss… right?
Their lips parted, both of them panting for breath. For a single fleeting moment, Elara thought she should put a stop to this…
And then Jax growled deeply and flipped her over. Her stomach pressed against the cool floor of the ring as Jax unzipped her pants and yanked them down to her ankles in one swift motion.
She felt the cool air on her naked buttocks and gasped. Before she had a moment to think, Jax spanked her.
Hard.
The sound echoed through the training ring.
Elara moaned loudly, her body shuddering from the impact. Jax growled again, and his hand came down on her other cheek, leaving a bright red mark there.
Elara’s face turned flush as her knees quivered. She had never been spanked before — no man had ever treated her like this, and she was surprised to find that she enjoyed it.
Immensely .
Every touch, every swat sent a jolt of pure, unbridled pleasure straight to her thumping clit. She realized she was pressing her hips up, wiggling her ass, asking, no, begging for more.
Every time she argued with her captain, she had never realized that this is what she wanted.
“You’re a brat,” Jax growled, his voice deep and husky with desire. “You will finally submit to me.”
“Yes,” Elara panted. “Yes, sir.”
Jax leaned down and kissed her again, his powerful tongue claiming his mouth. Elara moaned into his mouth, and Jax grunted, his hand grabbing a handful of her ass and squeezing hard.
His fangs bit her lower lip and pulled, and the human shuddered. Jax slapped her ass again, causing Elara to yelp.
The big, strong alien controlled her body completely now.
She was his.
Entirely his.
Jax tore her panties off. She was completely naked now, her ass bare, her legs spread, in the middle of the ring. Elara had never felt more exposed and vulnerable in her life.
And she loved it.
Jax licked his lips and knelt down behind her. Elara’s body quivered and tingled with anticipation.
Jax could smell her arousal.
It was divine .
The captain never could have imagined that this day would come. The bratty human had been a thorn in his side, a pest, a nuisance. She had undermined his authority in front of his entire crew. His blood pumped whenever he so much as laid eyes on her.
And now, he saw the glistening moisture of her swollen, dripping pussy right in front of him — and it was the most erotic, beautiful sight Jax had ever seen in his life.
Jax buried his face in the human’s wet and delicious cunt.
Elara’s fingers scraped across the floor, her face pressing against the cool surface, her eyes rolling back as wave after wave of pleasure hit her.
The alien added two fingers, pumping in and out of her. The human’s thighs trembled as he curled his fingers up, feeling her tight walls. Every stroke made the human moan.
Jax pulled his fingers out and licked them clean, savoring the taste. Nothing tasted better than Elara. Nothing .
He buried his face back-in between her cheeks, his tongue lapping at her wet folds, tasting her sweet, human juices. Elara’s hips bucked and she squealed loudly.
Anyone still wandering around this quarter of the ship at this hour could hear her wanton moans, but Elara didn’t care anymore. She wanted this. She needed this.
She lost her freaking mind as her alien boss licked and lapped and drank and suckled on her quivering, sensitive pussy. His strong tongue flicked against her clit, and every touch got her closer to her sweet, sweet release.
Jax reached around, his big arms sliding up her shirt to toy with her breasts. His fingers teased and pinched her sensitive nipples. Elara cried out even louder. This man knew just how to manipulate her body to get her to lose her shit.
Jax growled in approval, lapping faster, her tongue going up and down her slit and then focusing on her clit again. He suckled on the swollen pleasure nub as his fingers teased her nipples, and Elara couldn’t take it for one second longer.
Her entire body exploded with pleasure.
She came hard, her cries echoing through the training ring. Her legs trembled hard, her vision reduced to nothing but stars.
Jax withdrew and licked his lips. Her thighs glistened with her juices. He removed his kilt and grabbed his erect, throbbing shaft. The captain stroked himself as he admired the trembling, sweaty, naked form of the beautiful, submissive human sprawled out on the ground before him.
“Turn around,” he growled.
Elara obeyed, her heart beating faster than ever. She sucked in a breath when she saw her boss’s giant blue member, hard and throbbing.
She had never wanted anything more.
“You want this, don’t you, human?”
“Yes,” Elara whispered.
“Louder.”
“Yes!”
“Say it.”
“I want you, Jax.”
“What do you want?”
Elara whimpered. Her clit thumped. Even now the cocky bastard was going to make her say it.
Fuck it.
It was just sex, right? Just a release she needed more than she needed to breathe.
“I want you to fuck me,” she said. “Please, Jax.”
Jax positioned the tip of his thick shaft at her entrance, and then, he filled her with his enormous cock in one, smooth motion.
Elara cried out in pleasure as her walls stretched to accommodate his immense size, her vision narrowing until her entire world was just Jax.
The alien growled loudly, his cock twitching with pleasure, the heat from her human pussy completely enveloping his throbbing shaft. He started pumping, slow and rhythmic, as her inner walls squeezed his thickness.
When she was fully ready, Jax gripped her waist tightly and pounded her sweet human pussy.
Elara was stretched, filled and fucked better than ever before. Her captain reached parts of her that she didn’t even know existed.
It was overwhelming. It was too much. Almost .
“Tell me how badly you need this, human,” Jax growled as his cock slid in and out of her wet pussy.
“Oh god,” Elara moaned deliriously. “I want this so bad, Jax. Fuck me. Use me. Please, make me yours!”
Elara’s mind was spinning, her body completely overwhelmed with pleasure. She couldn’t think. She couldn’t breathe. All she could do was feel, and she felt incredible.
Jax slammed his cock into her hard and fast, and Elara’s world dissolved into pure bliss.
Sweat trickled down the alien’s big, blue body. He was close. His rhythm got even faster and more intense, his cock swelling up even more. Elara’s walls squeezed his cock as her body tingled and her skin burned.
Jax leaned down and claimed her mouth with a hard, passionate kiss, his tongue entering her mouth as his cock exploded deep inside of her.
Elara closed her eyes and surrendered to the sensation of being filled to the brim with the alien’s potent seed, her mind drifting away in ecstasy. Jax roared as he came, his hot Dragan seed flooding her womb, filling her with his essence.
His hot little human climaxed, pleasure bursting forth from her core to every fiber of her being, her walls clenching his cock, her body trembling, her heart pounding loudly.
When Jax had filled to the very last drop he collapsed on top of her, his alien cock still buried deep inside of her. Elara sighed contently, her body spent, her mind at ease.
They laid together like that for a moment, their hearts beating as one, their bodies entwined.
Jax looked at the red, sweaty face of his mate. Hair stuck to her cheek. Her eyes were glazed over, a big smile on her lips, and his cock pulsed again.
He had gotten the release he craved, the tension between them resolved. She had submitted to him, just as he wanted.
He had pounded her sweet human pussy into submission.
What more could he ask for?
And yet, as Jax gazed into her eyes, he felt something… missing. Some things were still unsaid. Some things were not yet resolved.
Had it all been a mistake?