Page 19 of Time Traveling Space Bastards

P oking a jealous, seven-foot-tall alien with claws who was threatening to rub himself all over me because I smelled like the man I’d ghosted and stolen his hoodie was probably stupid. But I felt like I owed it to the smut community to go there for science. Like, maybe he would just rub all over me until I smelled like him or maybe he’d make all my kinky alien fantasies come true.

They were just going to leave me here after I wrote this book, so they could at least leave me the memory of getting railed by one of them. I was curious about the cyborg with the eight-inch ding-dong who was created from my books, but I wouldn’t go there unless Enix made the first move because of his past. Kuka had the sexy nerd with lizard eyes going on, but he was also a prince and that was way out of my league.

So, the alien foursomes were totally out of the question.

Torrek threw me on my bed and started rubbing himself all over me. I wasn’t mad at that at all.

“Why do you smell like another male?” he growled.

“Because I stole his hoodie when I snuck out of his window after I decided the relationship was over,” I gasped.

Damn, this was very pleasant.

“It bothers me. If you want to wear another male’s clothes, I’ll give you some of mine.”

“Um, no, I’d rather you just rub yourself all over me if you need me to smell like you. Though, now that we’re alone, I wouldn’t mind taking all these clothes off.”

Torrek pulled back and gazed down at me. His pupils were completely blown out, and he gave me a grin that was mostly fang.

“Did you plan this, Baxter Holmes? Every Saki on my planet was taught the holy texts as children. The Devouring Mother always did have a cheeky side.”

“Um, no. I was just a little chilly and grabbed the hoodie I stole. I didn’t know it would set you off. Everything in my books is what me in my twenties made up based on what I saw when I was a kid, so I don’t even know if we can get naked and freaky or if you even want to. But wouldn’t it be interesting if we tried?” I said, hopefully.

Torrek just chuckled.

“I wouldn’t have reacted the way I did if I didn’t want to. Are you sure you want to? I don’t know how breakable humans are and I’m much bigger than you are.”

“You won’t hurt me.”

I mean, he could probably smash my head with those massive, toned thighs or slit my throat with his claws, but I knew he wouldn’t.

“The Saki are dangerous, little one. We’re built to kill. Most of us are soldiers, but some of us are assassins and criminals.”

“And then you have Omi, who is going to be a surgeon. I know you can hurt me but I also know you won’t.”

Torrek groaned.

“Don’t bring up my troublesome baby sister when I have you pinned beneath me. Omi can take a life just as easily as she could save it. I’m trying to make sure you know what you’re getting into.”

“And I’m trying to tell you that I’m not the most responsible person now that I’m free from my controlling parents, so you should probably get naked and fuck me.”

“Baxter Holmes, you should probably be careful saying that to a Saki.”

“I regret nothing.”

I didn’t think I was going to regret it when it was over, either. Torrek flicked his claws out and just shredded my clothes. That was hot. I mean, I would have been mad if they hadn’t transferred four million dollars to my bank account and I had to replace them on my bookstore salary, but now I could afford bras that were sexy and comfortable. So, if Torrek wanted to destroy my old ones, that was the death they deserved.

“Oh, holy shit,” I moaned.

Torrek crashed his lips to mine. It was a little different from kissing a human because his mouth was more feline shaped and there were the giant fangs, but damn. He was a good kisser.

Torrek also liked being in complete control, apparently. I had some control issues from being pinned down and forcibly injected when I didn’t want to take medication at certain hospitals. I usually hated it and made anyone stop if they pinned me down like this, but I seemed to like it when Torrek did it.

This rumble started up in his chest. It was almost like a cross between a purr and a growl. Based on the massive erection pressing into my thigh, I could just tell that was the noise the Saki made when they were happy. And it was sexy.

“I want to taste you. Do you mind?”

“I’m not going to say no to that.”

Oh! When he said taste me, he meant everywhere. He was licking and nipping all over. Torrek’s tongue was slightly rough, like a cat and it felt fantastic flicking across my nipples. Those canines were big and sharp. He pressed them down just enough to pinch just right but not enough to break the skin. When Torrek realized I liked it, he raked his claws up my thigh.

It hurt just right. And it was the danger of the thing. If he really bit down, he could tear out a chunk of my skin. If he wanted to, he could kill me with those claws, he could. But he wouldn’t. Torrek would never hurt me.

And then he licked and kissed lower and I lost my fucking mind. His tongue was different than a human tongue. It wasn’t just the texture. It was slightly larger because his mouth was a little more animal. My back arched, my toes curled, and I think I died for two seconds when he started flicking my clit with that tongue.

The rumbling in Torrek’s chest got a little more intense the louder my cries got. Yeah, I wasn’t going to last much longer. This was assault. Divine assault. I probably died again when I came. I experimented a lot when I ran away. No one had ever licked my pussy like that. Torrek might even be more talented than my knock off Hitachi wand and that was saying a lot.

Torrek sat back on his heels and smirked at me.

“Did that please you, my prophet?”

“You can’t expect me to talk right now. You just blew my mind, and it’s not currently working. You just ruined me for every human male on this planet.”

“You seem to be talking just fine.”

“No, I’m babbling. There’s a difference.”

“Should I be flattered I made the writer of our holy text forget her words?”

“Yes, but I think you should get naked and try again, this time with your cock.”

“Are all humans this cheeky?”

“No. Some of them are terrible. Some would see this glorious hunk of Saki and not even think about hopping on that. Sucks to be them. They probably think my Hitachi wand is the devil, too.”

“What is a Hitachi wand?” he asked, screwing up his face.

“Shh,” I said, placing my finger over his lips. “Girl sex toys are vast and bountiful. I couldn’t explain them all. I’m more interested in you.”

Torrek climbed off my bed and started to peel his clothes off painfully slow. But damn. I got a little more excited with every inch of skin he revealed. Torrek had muscles on top of his muscles. I whimpered when he finally pulled his trousers down.

His cock was long and very thick, but it was also striped like the rest of him. It also seemed to have ridges running along the side that were very promising. Torrek gripped his cock and started stroking it while looking me dead in the eye.

“Last chance to back out. I’m Saki. Once I start, I can change course if you ask, but I can’t stop.”

“Still haven’t changed my mind.”

“Good, because I didn’t want to stop,” he growled, pouncing.

Oh, damned. I’d read several variations of Ravished by the Alien from Planet Whatever and it hadn’t prepared me at all. This interlude would have been called Dominated by the Feral Saki if I had to write it.

He was gentle long enough for me to get used to the size of him and then he gave me exactly what I wanted and forever ruined me for human cocks. The ridges felt amazing, and he danced this fine line between too much and just right perfectly.

“Oh, fuck. I’m going to come.”

Already. I’d never been a penetrative orgasm type of girl. I used to think that was some kind of urban legend made up by men who didn’t want to learn where the clit was. But those ridges were something, and I was pretty sure it was about to happen.

“Then come. It’s not sex with a Saki unless you have at least three.”

I was an atheist, but oh.my.god.

And he was lying. It was more like four before he was finished with me. I was wrecked in the best way. I hoped no one needed me in the living room because I didn’t think I could walk.

“Is it agreeable to humans to snuggle after?”

“You’d better.”

Torrek pulled me to his chest and wrapped those massive arms around me. And I felt safe and content for probably the first time in two decades. He really did destroy me for anyone human.

How was I supposed to go back to my life when they went home?