Page 16 of Alien Prince Defender (Space Knights MC #4)

CHAPTER 16

GRACE

" M y brother Norin will be here soon," Tarax told me as we lay cuddling together the next morning.

"He's your twin brother, right?" I asked, curious about what it was going to be like when he arrived. "Does he look exactly like you?"

"For the most part," Tarax said. "Although he wears his hair long. He usually has it tied back in a single braid."

"That will be interesting to see," I said.

"You will like him," Tarax admitted. "He is the calm glue that holds our Space Knights together. He is analytical. He thinks before he acts — which as you know is quite important, especially in the world we live in right now."

"Yes, it is," I agreed.

Tarax's eyes canvased my body. He stroked my arm with one finger, tracing it up and down and giving me pleasure inducing tingles and goose bumps.

"Mmm…" I trailed off contentedly. "Keep doing that. It feels so good."

"Your skin is so soft and warm," Tarax admitted. "I wish we could lay here like this together forever."

I snuggled up closer into his neck, nestling, pressed up against his body. "Me too, darling."

Tarax started rubbing my back.

"Be careful," I said. "That might lead to other things."

"Is that a problem?" Tarax chuckled.

I gazed up at him and smiled affectionately. "Not at all."

Tarax leaned down and started kissing me. He made me feel fuzzy all over. His hands began to explore where they wanted to go, roaming down my naked body.

Electric tingles sent a shiver of euphoria jogging up and down my spine. Tarax repositioned me, gently laying me down on the floor. We had a few blankets, but it wasn't much. All of us in the group were just trying to make-due with what little supplies we had.

It was hard to deal with, but the hardness between Tarax's legs made it slightly easier to forget about our worries and our problems — at least for a little bit.

Tarax's stiff erection pulsed against my bare inner thigh. It excited me to feel its hardness He stroked my cheek and tenderly brushed my hair away from my face, gazing down at me with an outpouring of affection shimmering in his teal eyes.

He leaned in again and kissed me. I was floored by the passion. I arched my back under him and moaned, snaking my arms around his neck to draw him closer.

"You're so sexy," Tarax said, gazing dreamily into my eyes. "I love it when you moan like that."

"I want you to fuck me again," I said in a desperate voice.

My clit throbbed with excitement. His hard cock still bulged on my inner thigh, just beckoning me to let it glide like butter inside me.

"I want to fuck you too," Tarax said. His eyes burned with lust.

He started kissing a trail of delightful kisses down my body, between my breasts, sucking on my nipples. He rubbed my stomach as he continued a row of sensual kisses down to the top of my pubic bone. I was so aroused I could hardly breathe through the pleasure.

I instinctively parted my legs, opening them enough for Tarax to have his way with me.

"Your pussy is gorgeous," he said, staring at it with a ravenous expression. He glanced up at me with hope glazing in his eyes. "Can I kiss it?"

"Yes," I said breathlessly.

I thought I was going to die if he didn't kiss it — or at least touch it — within the next ten seconds.

Tarax put his head between my legs. I held his hands as he guided his mouth to my vagina. He started gently kissing it, softly brushing his lips on my engorged lips.

As soon as his mouth made contact with my sensitive flesh, I cried out with ecstasy, wiggling my hips and bucking them up in the air.

Tarax held me in place and directed my hips back down to the floor. He slid his tongue between the soft folds of my pussy and licked each and every crevice. He left no part of my female anatomy untouched.

His mouth wandered where it wanted, skating deliciously across my folds and creases until he found my clit. He began to suck on it, and that was when I started to feel like I was riding on a euphoric, sexual high. I was blinded by the passion. It felt so good.

Tarax alternated between licking my clit and sucking on it. Then, to drive me even crazier, he gently gave it these light kisses, just barely brushing the tips of his lips across it. I was quickly descending into sexual madness. My head was spinning. It felt like stars were bursting inside me. Everything went warm and dark.

I let out a scream of ecstasy, and then I lost all control. An explosive orgasm shook me from within. It raptured me. Tarax was ruthless as he slaughtered my pussy with his mouth and tongue. He knew exactly what he was doing.

After a moment or two, I was recovered enough to move, but I was still breathless and feeling hot, sweaty, and sticky with my own cum.

My cum was dripping down Tarax's mouth and chin. He licked up every last drop as if it were the most delicious nectar he had ever tasted.

He did this all while holding eye contact with me. It was a bold move. I was completely enthralled by him. He was exotic and smolderingly hot. He leaned in to kiss me again.

"Now that I've had the pleasure of going down on you and watching you come, I can fuck you," he said with a pleased smile.

I was still a little fatigued from the intensity of my orgasm, but I was soaked and ready for him to fill me up.

I was already laying on my back, spread out like a starfish on the floor. My legs were spread wide open. I was vulnerable and enticed, excited for him to bury his swollen cock inside me.

Tarax started to guide his cock in. I was wet enough that it didn't cause any friction. It felt easier this time, but he was still massive as he pushed his way into his claimed territory.

As soon as he filled me to the tip, he hit my g-spot. I made a spontaneous groaning noise and felt my face get hot. My mouth twisted with ecstasy and tried not to moan too loudly, but it was too late.

I was coming… again… already.

"Wow," he said… staring at me in awe after I had finished. "I am impressed. That has to be a record time."

I couldn't speak through the climax. I continued moaning as it hit me at a million miles an hour. As Tarax began to thrust, it made it feel completely dynamite.

He ground on me, rubbing our hips together.

"You are so big," I whispered. My legs were in the air and Tarax was cuffing his hands around my ankles as he drilled into me with his enormous cock. "That is impressive in itself."

"I'm glad you like it," Tarax said with a pleased expression again.

"Keep going in deeper," I moaned. "Right there… that feels so good." I arched my back again.

"I'll fuck you until you forget who you are," he said, giving me an enamored stare.

"Please…" I trailed off with a whine. "Never stop… make that a promise you'll never break."

"I'll never break any promise to you," Tarax said with a groan.

His eyes rolled back in his head. He looked like he was ready to come too. I hoped he meant it, the thing about the promises. I couldn't stand it when guys made empty promises.

It didn't matter in the moment. All that mattered was how fucking insanely good sex felt with him.

I was practically paralyzed with ecstasy. I squeezed my vaginal muscles tightly around Tarax's hard shaft and then I released them. Then I contracted them again.

Tarax loved it. He groaned and whimpered. His body went rigid. I continued to do Kegels while he fucked my brains out with his giant shaft that felt like it was made of steel.

"Tarax…" I whispered breathlessly in his ear. "It feels so good, baby."

He leaned in close to me, groaning with excitement.

I squeezed my thighs around his torso and dragged my hands through his hair. I raked my nails up and down his muscular back.

He stiffened again and let out another whimper. I felt a hot gush and then he pulled out right before he came. His warm seed went spraying all over me like a busted out paintball. It was slimy, sticky and felt so good as it hit my skin.

"I… you… that… amazing…" Tarax trailed off breathing violently.

He couldn't even form a complete sentence. Even as big and strong as he was, he was still destroyed by the pleasure, too.

I hugged him close. "Yes, baby… I know what you're trying to say. That was incredible. You fucked me good."

"Here," Tarax said, attempting to push himself up to his knees, but he was a little wobbly. He reached for part of the blanket lying beside us. "Let me clean you up."

"You made quite a mess on me this time," I teased, giving him a heartfelt smile.

"Sorry about that," he said sheepishly and began to mop up the loads of semen that had puddled on my stomach.

"It's okay," I said, watching him as he did it. "I like it."

He grinned and kissed me. "Good."

I was getting ready to tell him that I still wanted to cuddle for a few extra minutes before we got up for the day when a shrill alarm sound went blaring through the room.

"What the hell is that?" The blood drained from Tarax's face. His eyes went huge, and his jaw dropped. He immediately reached for his armor, and at the same time I reached for my clothes.

"It's a fire alarm," I said. "It's our sirens. It's coming from our trucks that are parked outside," I explained as the fierce noise wailed through the city.

My heart froze, and then went into an instant panic. "What does it mean?" Tarax asked, ogling at me.

"It could mean a lot of things," I said, jumping to my feet. "But I can guarantee that none of them are good. Come on. We have to get out of here and see what is going on out there. Something triggered the sirens to go off. They don't just go off on their own."

I sprinted for the doors leading out of the lobby. This was the first time that I'd actually gone outside besides the roof, of course, since Tarax and I had been ambushed on our corner store raid.

As soon as I got there, Tarax drew me back. He gripped my arm and yanked me back with such tenacity that I actually skidded on my heels as he jerked me toward him and away from the doors.

"What?" I asked.

Now that we were closer, the siren alarm blared through my eardrums, making it feel like they were going to shatter. I didn't care how long you worked as a firefighter, you never got used to that emergency sound.

"Don't go out there." Tarax vehemently shook his head.

"But the sirens?—"

"It's not safe," Tarax panted. His eyes were alarmed and alert. "It could be a trap. You don't know what's out there."

I looked through the lobby windows at the fire trucks. "I don't see anyone out there."

"Let's go to the roof and look down to see if we can get a better view from that angle, first," Tarax said. "If we don't find anything, we can go back out there and turn them off. " I'll go… or Mike or David. Someone …" He trailed off with a pause and looked at me with worried eyes. "But not you. "

I didn't have time to argue with him. "Alright fine ."

I started racing toward the stairwell. I charged like a bull up the stairs, taking them two at a time. I burst through the emergency exit door that led out to the roof like I was a bat out of hell.

Tarax was hot on my heels. On the roof, we found Jennifer and David standing in front of each other. Jennifer was waving her arms animatedly. She was standing with furious posture. She had a stern scowl on her face. She was glaring at David, and from the looks of it — she was giving him a strong reprimanding, too.

David looked defensive as always. As we got closer to them, I realized that they were screaming at each other.

"What the hell is going on?" I asked as I jogged up to them.

So much for a relaxing and enjoying a post-sex cuddle with Tarax. The drama and the danger had gotten off to an early start.

Jennifer briefly halted her raging to look at me. She was huffing and her eyes were bloodshot. "The idiot David here turned the sirens on." She pointed an accusatory finger at him.

I looked at David, searching for meaning. "Why the fuck would you do that, David?"

I glanced over the top of the roof. There didn't appear to be any activity around the fire trucks, but the sirens were still screaming on a continuous, mind-fucking loop.

There was also a small blaster fire in the decorative bushes that lined the street about a block away.

I whipped back around, realizing that David hadn't provided an answer for his sickening behavior yet.

David's dark eyes were full of wrath. "David!" I screamed at him, uncertain at this point as to whether he could even hear me. "Why did you turn on the sirens?"

David stared at me, but his eyes were empty. He was staring through me. He just shook his head. He didn't say a word.

I looked at Jennifer, feeling frustrated. My blood pressure had reached a boiling point.

"Do you know why he did it?"

Jennifer shook her head. "I just saw him do it. He won't give me a reason."

"You're going to draw the attention of the remaining androids?—"

As soon as I said that — the silver, daunting robots began clustering together and hovering in the sky about thirty feet above the roof. They were curled up in their signature little 'flight ball' positioning, but I knew they were about to jump to our roof and start fighting us. We had to be ready for that.

"Dammit, David. We're supposed to be hiding from these fucking things, not inviting them over here ."

Our remaining robo Knights began to uncover themselves from the sides of the building and the roof. They bravely began soaring to the sky, ready to be on the front lines and battle these aliens to protect us. That's what they were programmed to do — and come hell or high water — that was what was going to happen.

One by one, the hostile androids began to shoot at the robo Knights, obliterating them, shattering them, turning them into shards of giant robot pieces that began raining down from the sky. We had to jump out of the way to dodge a few of the bigger pieces.

"The androids are going to lay siege to the building soon," Tarax warned. "We need to get ready to fight for our lives."