Chapter 14
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Lila
“Susie and Mark are one hundred percent human,” Xavier announces to Agent Smith, who smirks triumphantly at Aura.
Aura looks at Xavier like he stabbed them in the heart.
“But unfortunately, they now know the truth about aliens and can no longer be trusted to return to their previous lives. We will be taking them with us to protect the secret.”
Agent Smith’s smirk quickly drops. “What? No. That’s not how this works,” he argues, shaking his head.
“They will return to their previous lives, and we will monitor them to make sure they don’t reveal any secrets.
” I see the moment Xavier’s cousin gets sick of Agent Smith.
He waves a discrete finger, and Agent Smith’s eyes glaze over before he continues.
“On second thought, maybe it is best you monitor them. Less work for us.”
“Okay, great, now let’s take a look at this last alien, the one you claim is Aaz’axian.
” Eric still sounds skeptical, but the smug grin returns to Smith’s face.
God, I hate this dude. My fangs ache to bury themselves into his neck and rip his throat out.
They click down into place, and I slap a hand over my mouth.
Whoa! My eyes widen, and I look at Xavier with panic. He takes one look at me and freezes the room, much like he did when Saxon was feral, and allows his mist to fade away once more.
“What’s wrong, phoeall?” he asks, pulling my hand away from my mouth. I peel back my lips to show him my fangs, and his eyes heat with lust.
“Hungry?” he asks, and I shake my head.
“No, the other H word,” I tell him, and he chuckles.
“Horny?”
Again, I shake my head. “No, homicidal. I want to rip that motherfucker’s throat out.” It’s comical how quickly the lust turns to concern, his eyes becoming as wide as mine and his mouth popping open in surprise.
“Not what I was thinking at all.”
“What am I going to do?” I whine pathetically.
“Well, I’m going to go out on a limb and suggest that your bloodlust is probably triggered by the fact you’re hungry.
Your body is probably still adjusting to the change, and you may need to feed more frequently until it evens out some more.
Remember this is all new to us too, but we will do our best to get you through it.
” He pulls me close to him and wraps his arms around me.
I rest my head on his chest, but all that does is make my fangs throb harder.
His blood rushes through his veins just below my ear, and my mouth waters.
Yup, definitely hungry.
“Can you pop me back to the ship so I can find Saxon?” I ask, feeling completely out of my depth, and his arms stiffen. I pull away from him and see he’s frowning at me. “What’s wrong? Did I say something to upset you?”
“Why can’t you feed from me?” he asks.
“Oh… Oh! I wasn’t sure if you would want me to. This is all new to me too, and I was afraid maybe you wouldn’t want to see that side of me.”
He loses the frown and cups my face with his hands. “Phoeall, nothing about you could scare me away. Everything about you is sexy and wonderful and kind, and this is just one more aspect of you. Please feed from me. I want to provide for you too.”
Xavier’s permission snaps the final thread I had been holding so tightly to.
With a growl, I spin and tackle him. We fly backwards down the space between both sets of cells until I slam him into a wall.
Although I’m kind of lost to instinct, I’m still cognizant enough to check that I haven’t hurt him.
He’s fine, if the bulge in his pants is anything to go by.
He’s taller than I am, so I climb his body and wrap my legs around him.
He spins us, supporting me between the wall and his body.
My pussy rubs against his hard cock, and I moan. God, that feels good.
I strike, my fangs sinking into his neck.
He shouts at the pain, but my venom quickly takes hold and morphs it into delicious pleasure.
I groan as the taste of him flows over my taste buds.
Just like his cum, his blood tastes like Twizzlers.
Fuck, how did I get so lucky? Suddenly, we’re both naked, and as I take a long draw of his blood, he thrusts his cock deep into my pussy. It’s my turn to shout at the intrusion.
“Fuck.” Xavier is lost to the potency of my venom and pounds into me, so all I can do is hang on tight and ride the sensations.
The tentacles at the base of his dick quickly work my clit to get me where I need to be, and I run my tongue over the stream of blood that escaped before latching back onto the puncture marks.
I take a couple of large mouthfuls as Xavier drives my pleasure higher and higher, my rock-hard nipples rubbing against his chest with every thrust.
Feeling full, I seal the wound and throw my head back against the wall, and when his eyes meet mine, we combust. My orgasm detonates, sending shockwaves of rolling pleasure through my body at the same time I feel Xavier empty his seed into me.
Smug satisfaction fills me as this strong, imposing being comes undone before me.
This powerful male wants me to be the mother of his children and fills me with his seed whenever he can.
I want to be dripping with his cum. His and Caspian’s and Link’s and Saxon’s and Nikos’s and…
. Holy fuck, that is not me. Fucking horny bitch kraken.
I’m going to be permanently pregnant if she has anything to do with it.
Xavier’s grip on me softens, and he leans in and tries to kiss me, but I quickly put my hand over his mouth. He arches an eyebrow in question, and I shrug. “Blood breath!”
He chuckles, jiggling us, and I catch something moving out of the corner of my eye.
Oh my fucking god! I turn my head slowly and see a shadowed figure standing in the last cell—a figure that, by the looks of his shadowy movements, is jacking off.
“Ah, Xavier, I thought you froze everyone,” I whisper into his ear. He hasn’t noticed the figure yet, and he leans his forehead against mine, his dick still a happy camper deep inside my pulsing pussy. His tentacles tease my clit, trying to encourage me to go for another round.
“I did,” he replies as I squirm, trying to get him to put me down. Finally, he withdraws.
I feel a gush of his seed slide down my leg as he lowers me to the ground and steps back.
I look down at my now naked and even more exposed body and squeak, pulling him back against me.
He giggles, sounding a bit delirious, and while I would normally be stoked at the power of my pussy and fangs, right now I need him cognizant.
“Damn it, man. There is someone in that cell, and judging by the puddle of cum that is now on the floor, I would say we just gave him a show that he hasn’t seen or participated in for a while.”
Xavier freezes, and I’m suddenly clean and reclothed back in my uniform, as is he.
He slowly turns to look into the darkened room, then he presses a button on the wall next to the cell, and it illuminates the room.
The being inside still has his cock in his hand, but he shields his eyes with his other.
“Holy fuck.” The words slip from my mouth as my eyes are drawn directly to his cock. I could blame the kraken for this one, but nope, it’s all me.
His cock must be covered in tiny little barbs, because his hand is covered in blood, as is his thick, long length. Although I just fed, my fangs throb in want once more.
Goddamn it. Back the fuck off, bitch. That cock is a lethal weapon that would tear my insides to shreds, I chide internally.
Big challenge, my kraken whispers, practically humming with anticipation. Oh my god, that’s it, she’s a fucking psycho.
“Holy shit.” Xavier stares at the creature too, but he seems to be both fascinated and revolted.
I drag my eyes away from the barbed, blood-covered cock and take in the rest of the creature.
Humanoid and wearing a pair of black cargo pants, which are undone and hanging around his hips, he is covered in long and short spikes.
The long spikes have sheer membranes draped between them.
There isn’t any hair on his head, just a crest of more spikes, but his color is stunning.
He looks like an opal, all greens, reds, blues, yellows, and pinks.
I look at his face, and staring back at me are black eyes with the smallest elongated slit of a white pupil.
His ears are pointy like Xavier’s, and he has the cutest button nose with full lips and high cheekbones that have a line of ridges along them.
He has little ridges on his chin as well.
The skin between his ridges, bumps, and spikes is smooth and shimmery, and when the light hits it right, it is kind of mesmerizing.
I realize that I should be repulsed, but he is strangely handsome in a very animalistic way that has me feeling things I shouldn’t be feeling.
“Agent Smith was telling the truth. This is an Aaz’axian.
Now where the hell did he find you?” Xavier sounds intrigued, and his words seem to trigger something in the alien.
He tears his gaze away from me, tucks his dick back into his pants, and swipes the bloody, cum-covered hand along his pant leg before he does them up.
His whole body starts to shimmer, and the alien is replaced with a human—or the glamour of a human.
He’s handsome as fuck, with shaggy black hair, piercing green eyes, and a golden tan over his bare torso.
He sneers at the two of us before stalking into the back of the cell and throwing himself on his bed with his back to us.
“Well, that was fucking awkward,” I mutter as we make our way back to the frozen group. “I never would have done that had I known he wasn’t frozen.”
Xavier looks down at me and scoffs. “Please, my beautiful intimate. You forgot I can feel what you’re feeling, and when you realized he watched, you got a secret thrill. You are an exhibitionist.”