13 Defying destiny

Zorack narrating:

What problems could I have?

Besides Angel's damn short hair?

Two days! In those two days, she had managed to do something else to irritate me as much as to run the scissors in her hair? Of course, I really appreciated the natural color of her hair. I definitely liked redheads with green eyes.

Do you want to explain to me what kind of devil takes an angry woman to attack her hair with scissors? Satisfaction in annoying a man? What the fuck!

-We basically need everything: antibiotics, antiseptics and painkillers. Not to mention that bandages are never too much. Besides that...

Didn't the list end?

Sometimes it was a dilemma to be responsible in a place. I tried to pay attention to what the doctor was saying, noticing that Angel avoided my gaze.

The damn list could be more interesting. Underwear. Lace. I definitely liked the lace on her body.

Any woman would be in front of me making an endless shopping list.

Perhaps, jewelry and always expensive clothes. Females cost a small fortune to be pleased. I would be happy to buy all that for Angel and several other things that would enhance her beauty.

It was not asking that much of the destination.

My wife, however, seemed to disagree with everything in the middle of an alien invasion as we tried to survive a deadly virus. Doctors! She had to be a damn curious doctor! Studying medicine took years. The doctor had decided to do very quick training with Angel for our most urgent needs.

Didn't the list end? Please!

From what they said, I could bring all the hospital stock. Damn woman detail. One hour, Kalael was going to escape the time loop. It was just taking a while. It hadn't crossed my mind to be one of the survivors to be rescued on that planet.

"You did it!

Curse. Then ask if I was in love?

She wanted you.

I ruined it"

It had been two days.

I urgently needed a distraction. There was only one other detail. That beautiful redhead no longer stirred my desire. It had to be a curse. Of course, I had made fun of the doctor's beautiful daughter. Sex was just sex, wasn't it?

I wanted Angel.

I was an Edrian, probably dead.

If Ravenack didn't kill me ...

oh, I would hardly escape kalael's fury. The idea of ​​a time loop had been a masterstroke. Two years with that miserable Urodelan on my tail without knowing who I was. Most of the temporal devices had been destroyed. The neutral market when you had some influence was incredible. You bought everything there with the right knowledge.

What the fuck was she doing to me?

It was nothing but sex. She couldn't complain. I sighed and the damn list went on. It was a stranger who had landed on the planet. My world was different and very different. No female before had complained about me. My ego ...

Did I still have a damn ego at this point?

There was the Federation of Civilized Planets and the Galactic Confederation.

There were laws and treaties that governed the Universe. The Federation held several planets with different histories together and Earth was not one of them. There were basic guidelines that should be followed. It was essential to maintain conditions of cooperation between peoples, to end or avoid wars and interplanetary conflicts. The Federation's constitution was very clear.

I drummed my fingers on the cold counter.

Five weeks on that planet had undoubtedly succeeded in ending the brilliant diplomatic career I dreamed of. If kalael found a way to escape the time loop ... But what the fuck a Urodelan couldn't do that, why?

I really had problems.

Never imagined that the Spartackus would be an obstacle to my escape.

Angel had destroyed the last malet that he had still hidden with me. Without wanting to, the game was reversed. Irony. I needed as a condemned man that kalael would find a way to get out of that damn temporal loop.

And the old story that all conspires to keep the initial trajectory of events?

One planet accepted the terms of the Constitution unconditionally and could still maintain its laws and traditions, however two rules were basic: the death penalty was not allowed, with few exceptions and the other ...

Perhaps it was more important. We should not interfere with the course of a planet's history or its civilization. My crime of treason would cost me my death.

I sighed miserably again.

What more rules and guidelines would I end up violating because of that girl? It's because?

Angel. Hell. I hurt her.

It was a simple mission. Recognition, search and rescue. Only the Spartackus was stranded there like a scrap without the parts for the hyperdrive. And damn it kalael ... I can't believe he was stuck in a loop of time.

Of course, K'Aldriants were immune to most of the weapons we had.

The crew on the old Gargoyle freighter was one of those creatures and selected by Ravnack to obey my orders. The old guidelines would never apply to a clone. Only the field of betrayals is quite vast. They had never been content to experiment with just an unfortunate clone. They had used Angel without my knowing it.

"And don't we have enough in this place?" I asked.

Curse. How long was it going to take for kalael to escape my trap?

-Don't we? - I insisted hopefully.

I knew that the question for others was almost irrelevant.

The base was home to almost two thousand people. If we were to stay there during the winter it would not be just medicines. We would have to reinforce the stock of groceries and provide clothes and warm clothing.

I hoped that such extreme measures were not necessary.

Of course, the unfortunate Urodelan was going to escape, wasn't he?

- It may be reasonable, Zorack. - I heard the doctor speak even more calmly. - If our isolation is prolonged, it would be safer to have reserve stock.

And maybe I could appeal to the cities that were there inside the planet. It was impossible that no one there had survived.

- Even so ... - I pondered.

I didn't appreciate the thought that Angel could stay out of my eyes.

She could have died. I had sometimes seen how crises like that ended. And it was not pretty. In disguise, I touched the mark on my wrist with disgust. They were scars covered with tattoos that hid the marks of organic handcuffs.

-Not to mention, Doctor, that we can find more survivors. - Angel observed reluctantly.

The doctor shook his head, serious as he wiped his glasses.

Damn it!

- They're human like us, Angel. - the observation brought me chills. - If they have survived exposure to the pathogen, they are asymptomatic or immune carriers like us. We cannot abandon them.

Like Eloas, doctor.

And things are never that easy.

Do you know the confusion I got into because of that?

I rolled my eyes. Who said I didn't interfere with the history of that planet?

I imagined the doctor's face knowing this. I was going to be at least lucky not to be expelled from the Confederation. Expelled? No. They were probably going to sentence me to the death penalty.

-At least these bizarre creatures seem to have forgotten the base, doctor.

Angel's voice reinforced my chill.

-Yes, but ...- I tried to get her attention.

Fuck.

Can you look me in the eye, hellish girl?

Damn it.

They hadn't commented that much. And I hadn't told the hellish girl to hurry out of the ship. I managed to distract myself by recalling the scene. The sight of furious Angel wrapped in a sheet had been a detail. Damn it!

Every couple had their fights ..

Angel could remember a pagan goddess with fiery anger.

I was two hundred years old at the time of those people. And I was corroded by jealousy of a pathetic boy who always stayed in my place. I didn't like to know that Angel and Spike shared the bedroom. Can you believe she almost set me on fire in a burst of fury? It was tremendous luck to be immune to my powers.

-Maybe two groups. - the suggestion was an unnerving calm. It is only a few kilometers.

They discussed how they intended to leave the base and security of isolation.

I was in bad shape. Ah, what problem could that be? Those invaders were just waiting for an opportunity and the two of them there were providing how to finish my job to deliver Ravenack a hybrid. Incredible indeed!

-Are we talking about rescuing people? - I managed to ask.

I tried not to notice Angel looking away.

Rays!

How long could her bad mood last? I wanted her to look me in the eye. Knowing what I thought, and everything I got from it was a kind of protection. Did she protect herself from me?

Of course, she protected herself from me. Why the hell had I decided to look for the unfortunate redhead to show myself that Angel meant nothing? Masochism? I had no other answer.

-Of course! -The doctor replied.

Did it cost so much to be kinder and not tease Angel? That glorious afternoon ...

-I can take care of the task of collecting the medicines by myself while checking in the vicinity. The hospital in the city center will be empty anyway. - Angel spoke indifferently to my sudden despair.

She?

Just leaving the base?

Maybe there were still organic handcuffs in my cabin.

Next time we were going to spice things up more with sex. Handcuffs. The idea was too suggestive. It was going to make the unfortunate girl beg for me to possess her after a torture of delicious caresses that were going to make her limp and breathless. That beautiful ass ...

-We can try to go out during the day. It sure is safer than the night for us.

Her suggestion made my eyes widen.

Of course,I had not heard well.

-And when did you decide that? Did you intend to tell me before? - I took a deep, cold breath. - Just as you also decided not to tell me you were sick?

-Why, that doesn't concern you and also ...- Angel replied indifferently.

-How so does it concern? Of course it concerns, shit! - I replied furiously.

I knew that another battle was going to start, and looked at the doctor in resignation.

She wasn't going to leave that base at all.

Even if it was necessary to handcuff her to my bed.

It was just a matter of making it clear there who was in charge after all. I was going to make that very clear to her and not let myself be carried away by the tempting eyes. Angel's safety depended on it.

-Could you excuse us, doctor? I asked in a silky smooth voice. I was shaking with anger.

I continued with a mask that betrayed my most intense feelings. Fear. She wasn't going to be safe away from the base: I believe Angel and I need to talk.

There was no question of the girl leaving the base. My wife wasn't going to go around showing off as a trophy for those damn sucker invaders.

Damn it!

Since when did I think of Angel as my wife?

Since when?

This was the biggest disaster. Had I really fallen in love with that irritating teenager who didn't even know how to behave like an Edriana?

And she was making me know a hell worse than N'Tirlay with the hurt that green eyes mirrored when they strayed from mine.

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Earth year 2020

I was an officer. My name is kalael.

My position involved obligations and responsibilities. In a civilized environment we generally kept some types of discreet thoughts. Sharing thoughts in the midst of a collective could sometimes be very complicated.

The thing was, that earthling made me very uncomfortable.

There were mitigating factors for her behavior, of course. I had observed disgusted black oil residues on the pale skin that they generally used to stoke the libido of simpler creatures for hybridization processes. It was a major temptation.

The whole issue was my control.

Control and control.

Why hadn't I woken the rest of the crew yet? For all comets, I never had a vocation for celibacy. Her curiosity piqued my instincts. My fins on the back were bristling like steel. And anyone would notice. Except for her.

Wasn't that a damn irony?

Three months in space and abstinence could make a big difference in evaluating principles. Personally, ah ... I had a thing for aliens. And she was warm-blooded. Could you imagine?

The whole problem was my senses.

The keen perception. And her scent. My heart racing when she imagined scenes that were beginning to make me very aware of an erection.

At first she intended to refuse the bathing request. In a few hours and with some sleep, I knew that the effects of those drugs that were absorbed by the skin evaporated. It was wrong. Totally wrong!

-I wanted a bath. - Her voice came in an agonized and embarrassed groan. - My body is all ...

I rolled my eyes miserably.

Rare cases of allergy to the compound they used in those drugs were rare. Only her distress at that point was too genuine to be ignored.

A shower?

What harm could there be in a simple and innocent bath, isn't it?

-Can you stand up? - I risked bothered and disguised my most basic reactions.

It was a female. Her scent piqued all my instincts. I could feel my groin stiff and throbbing in the unfortunate uniform pants. And appease my little nymphet's curiosity.

We were in my cabin. Dorms were used when we weren't in hypersonic on long trips. My tongue was dry and itched that it was a disgrace, imagining things much more pleasant.

Focus, Kalael!

I saw Caty leaning dizzy against the headboard of my bed and I shook my head in resignation. Why had I believed she would make my life easier?

-I think...

Of course you can't, can you?

A bath would be providential. End the drug's effects on your body. At least before I can create a riot on my crew.

It was erotic.

It was quite provocative the way she looked at me and half-turned her face ashamed and biting her lips. I took off my uniform clothes, leaving only the shorts that hid the rest of my body with a resigned sigh as I looked at myself in the mirror. What would be her reaction?

My skin was cold and hard. And my penis was starting to show me signs that I had really enjoyed a bath. I returned to the room, leaving the bathroom where the water filled the tank with a stronger sigh.

I turned my head and my eyes fell on her.

Impressive sight.

Her curiosity was tremendous. The thoughts seemed to be said out loud and clear. I knew that her eyes were fixed on my bare legs and moving up my buttocks until they stopped on the abdominal muscles achieved by exercises at the gym. And then the most unbelievable. The green eyes stopped just where I liked them most.

-Oh, please ... - I heard her pleading.

Slowly, I approached her, my hands pulling the shirt she wore by the arms when I lifted them and came across another more curious piece.

-That's ... - I started talking and stopped breathless. I managed to swallow.

They were breasts, weren't they? How much meat so exposed to be enjoyed and so little time. What bad luck!

It did not help her assessment of my body much, although it flattered me.

"Beautiful, wonderful and strong!", I caught her thought.

-You'll have to take ... -I, just me, was embarrassed by her spontaneous thoughts.

-The underwear? No. Please ..., just water.

I did not say anything. She breathed loudly as I took her in my arms and walked to the bathroom.

Slowly! I said to myself.

- I think we can fix a more complete bath as you want, little one.

I had sent all the damn control to the air.

My hands slid over her belly and went down much more slowly, always keeping an eye on her breathing rhythm. It was my most developed sense. Smell. I took a long breath, knowing what my fingers were going to find in the fabric that covered it there. I explored the inside of her thighs, my mouth in a sensual smile and glued to hers.

-Kalael! -my name sounded like music in that inviting mouth.

-I also think we can satisfy some of your curiosity, right? - I teased, bending down to pull the tiny piece eagerly.

I could naturally smell her too. My fingers went back to exploring her slender legs and moving up.

I could also see her excitement and shame.

-This is not a bath! - the protest came weak.

-Not yet, but I want to see you.- I guaranteed bringing her to warm water.

I was very careful with the temperature, fearing a refusal with the cold tone of my skin. I sat in the tank settling in and pulled her down the middle of my legs, her bottom compressing my penis. And delirious.

-This is ... is ... - Caty stopped again without action.

It was sensual. Erotic. My hands brought the scented liquid to rub her body, while my rapid breathing was close to her ear.

-We shouldn't be doing this, my little one, only that your curiosity has no limits.

I parted their legs, sliding my fingers there, and was rewarded with a muffled groan.

The most intimate part of a female. Unable to hold the desire, I dipped my fingers into it with a sigh.

- You shouldn't ... - Caty protested and let out a groan that spoke directly to my hard and pulsating penis.- Oh ... I ...

- I'll rub you all over. - I said with satisfaction, feeling her squeeze my arms. - Even in the water I can feel you. You like that, don't you? Show me what you want?

Soaked. The little one was wonderfully ready for me to be satisfied with her body. Warm.

-Please, Kalael ...

I found her most sensitive and swollen spot by pressing harder and rhythmically.

-You are very impatient, little one.- I smiled with her satisfaction.

Caty relaxed in my arms when I was satisfied and pulled her over the edge of the tank. supporting your legs there. The smell of her arousal stirred me. I vented all the excitement, opening her legs wider and falling into paradise. A hot, wet pussy. I fell in mouth delighting myself while rubbing it Rhythmically. Stronger.

I plunged the tongue that was aroused and grew as much as my penis literally inside and exploring. Pressing hard, wanting her most sensitive spot. I could share Caty's thoughts on the verge of pleasure. I felt her first orgasm, continuing the strongest caresses on her supersensitive body. The little girl started to squirm despite her sensitive body and whimpered with a shudder. I went back to sucking and biting her there with all my will. Her clitoris on my teeth was damned.

-Kalael! - she moaned breathlessly, hands touching my head.

My penis is as hard as a huge, thick cock and it is all moist.

Ready. I just had to get rid of the rest of my clothes and satisfy the desire. Fuck at will and even get tired. Ah, hell. It wasn't going to be that way. I wanted the little girl to be awake and aware of what she was doing. I wanted her to know it was me inside that body with her arching and moaning.

I pulled back to catch my breath, still tasting her in my mouth like a condemned man. I wanted much more. The taste of her pussy was on my lips. And the shorts so tight they could easily tear.

Caty was still breathing hard and her look was astonished. I was still wearing shorts and my anatomy part called a lot of attention due to the size of the volume.

-I thought ... You are still ... - Her confusion moved me for a moment.

What was I doing?

Sex?

The sight of her small and fragile, still breathing hard from my caresses, had the same effect as an aphrodisiac. For me it was pure and concentrated pheromone. Hard to resist.

-Let's finish this bath when you are fully conscious and with all your senses attentive to me.- I suggested meekly as I took a towel and wrapped her body.

-Me? You can only be kidding. How did you even take your clothes off?

Even indignant and furious the little girl seemed to me the image of doom.

I smiled convinced as I took her again in my arms and walked to bed to lay her between the covers that I never used.

-I'll give you some advice, baby. Telepathy is quite common among us. I haven't satisfied all your curiosity yet, but I could taste it. Just try to keep your thoughts level, okay? I really need to wake the crew and it's difficult with you like that, nothing discreet.

She frowned and turned, pulling the blanket and cringing like a lost child.

Curse.

I expected what?

A court martial over a fuck? I noticed her breathing relax, cursing.

She was unconscious again. Perhaps the infirmary had a blood glucose inhibitor to control those crises.

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