10 The worst of enemies

I should have gotten a lot worse.

It was the only thing I could think of. And that Spike had been terrified. The crises only got worse. Either I was going to end up dying like that or they would find out.

Damn it!

I opened my eyes slowly.

It was usually hot there at the base. We used the power of generators and had to be careful. There was a blanket over me. The temperature was almost cold. The notion of that managed to make my throat drier. If not, I was at the base ...

-Woke up? How does it feel?

The voice was anxious and anxious.

Damn it.

So much time hiding from him to end up like this ... It had been a problem convincing the doctor not to say anything.

I blinked my eyes stunned. Was it Spartackus? That cabin belonged ...

Zorack sighed, sitting next to me on the bed, and touched my forehead.

-At least it looks better! -His voice sounded strange. - You can already maintain your body temperature. Does it hurt somewhere?

I definitely didn't feel any better. I was beginning to notice a lot of details. Didn't I wear any clothes besides his panties?

Curse!

At least it was lace panties. And the bra wasn't even part of the ensemble. What the hell.

Had he seen ???

- Where ... - I tried to speak and swallowed hard.

Seeing Zorack sigh like that made me nervous.

I gladly accepted the water bottle, drinking quickly. It was nonsense that amount of muscles hunched over me like that. It wasn't going to work.

-You better drink slowly! - He rolled his eyes. - You were unconscious for a long time. Do you want to explain to me the madness of not warning me that you were wrong?

-Me...

-Rays! Since when did you decide to make decisions alone without consulting me?

"Since you decided to hang around having fun with the beautiful provocative redhead?", I Thought.

Our eyes met and I finally saw Zorack gesturing at the end of his patience. Sometimes words were unnecessary.

-Bitch who gave birth! Did you decide to act on your own because of Andie's bloody jealousy? Caillin! "He growled in bewilderment.

-You lost your mind? - I pretended a ridiculous indifference in that situation.

-Me? Or you? Do you want to tell me what the hell is going on?

Damn it, really.

He was terribly angry. Even so, the face was breathtaking...

I needed any distraction to escape the magnetism in his eyes. I knew that the unfortunate man looked without any hesitation at the blanket that covered my body and I held the fabric tightly.

-Did you dare to bring me to your cabin? - I finally found a reason. - Do you know what these people here will say?

He crossed his arms and shrugged.

- And? - the question made me dizzy. - They'll know you're with me. Nothing more natural. What do you call it right here? Husband? Engaged? Boyfriend? Rays! I do not care! Great. So no one will look at you or make fun of you. Do you really have to wear a damn short skirt? Or the pants so tight?

Unhappy man.

Had he noticed?

Curse!

Nobody gets married at sixteen. It meant saying I'm pregnant. I am a failure and I did not take care of contraceptives.

- What? - I managed to swallow my spittle.

He was playing.

The husband's story again? Is that what I stood for? Just possession for his male pride?

- You are not ... - I continued and shut up before the murderous male gaze on me. Damn it.

I wanted him to feel something for me. It wasn't asking too much.

Zorack's face tightened.

- They will comment that you are with your husband. Personally, I really like the idea. He just shrugged absently. - I don't really like the way you go around. It's a damn short skirt. Too short, showing everyone's legs. I don't even like them admiring what is mine.

Didn't he like it?

And since when did what he liked matter? I still remembered that redhead very well. My anger doubled.

"I thought you were too busy with Andie to notice," I replied, childishly.

-You were wrong! Zorack snapped, crossing his arms in front of me.

That usually meant problems.

He was furious.

-Do you have any idea what they will talk about? Why do you think a sixteen-year-old girl was getting married? - I asked possessed. - Everyone will think ... Damn it, Zorack! A girl my age like that ... They'll think I'm pregnant! Do you know what you did?

I finally got up my courage and got up out of bed, on wobbly legs.

Have I already written in this diary how beautiful and charming he is like messy hair like that? It was the image of temptation.

- Pregnant? he asked, more confused than he could.

It was the image of a confused boy. God!

How were babies made in his world?

How was I going to get off that ship and look at everyone?

I could only be crazy. Even so, I looked at the male mouth curved in a sensual and lustful smile desperately wanting him to kiss me. As before. Before that damned redhead.

-Yes! - I shouted without patience. - Pregnant! How do you breed in Édrin? More than drugs! What you are? Try to tell me the truth!

He stopped speechless. And I didn't even know if I really wanted to hear his answers.

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How so pregnant? I look at her.

I rolled my eyes without understanding her discomfort. I will leave it in my notes to reflect on later.

Nor did I mean to explain that in my world, women seemed to have lost that gift. Lives were created inside laboratories. Hell! I am a captain. Generally, I didn't give many explanations. I gave orders and was obeyed. That simple. Why did it have to be different from her? Soon she?

It also made little difference.

The blanket marked with many small and tempting details. I knew that Angel wore nothing. And that seemed very exciting at the time. I also knew that the girl was looking for reasons to stay away. I was able to make her nervous. And she moved me a lot. The cat and mouse game was over.

"I will end this damn stubbornness of yours now!"

I stood up like a beast cornering its prey.

The hunt was mine after all. I was the winner. She belonged to me. I think my face showed all the erotic images of her that populated my mind.

-No! Ah, nothing like that, Zorack! - Angel protested angrily. - Go have fun with others! Forgot your damn redhead? I'm not going to heat up her place because you must have been dumped.

The protest came indignantly when I managed to approach her as I wanted.

The blanket in the middle of our brief fight slipped. I could ask with all naturalness that redhead. The sight of Angel's body quickened my breathing. Rays. The two of us ... well, it was completely different.

I dreamed of Angel for a long time, knowing that she was my betrothed. I also knew a little smugly that her resistance to me was almost zero. I was going to take advantage of all the weapons I had in my power to seduce the girl.

-I'll have to confess that I've lost count. - I confessed with a devilish smile on my face. - Only none of them are you. Nothing is gained by doing the will of a female. And not even arguing! There are much better things! Today you will satisfy me. I will be inside you, listening to your moans as you come with my cock.

Angel could shoot me with her eyes. Only there were other details that she didn't even notice. Their reactions to my closeness were quite different. I could capture the confusion of the emotions she was experiencing.

And it wasn't just fear.

I attracted her. It was like playing with fire.

- go look for your damned females elsewhere! she teased and raised her hand.

My senses were very alert to her reactions. I managed to dodge the slap at the same time that I lifted her in my arms, ignoring her punches against the chest. That time the little arsonist didn't escape me. My stiffness throbbed. All I wanted to do was bury myself in it. I was going to make her need me the same way I wanted her. It was an act of well-deserved revenge.

-I already found the one I was looking for. - I guaranteed to put Angel on the bed. Before she could react, my body was on hers, the knee insinuating itself between her legs.

-Zorack, no! she protested, her nails scratching my shoulders. - I do not want it! Stop!

I managed to silence her protests, capturing that delicious mouth with mine. I was on fire, and invaded the sensual mouth with my tongue, deepening the kiss without giving her any chance. Slowly my hand moved down her body until it reached the lace.

-No! - Angel still tried to fight, her hand holding mine.

I did not hear.

My attention was lost at that moment. My fingers achieved what I most wanted. I felt her legs contract and try to pull away. I took the opportunity to take her fingers in her own intimacy in caresses.

-Zorack! - the voice came in a weak protest.

-Are you sure you don't want to? Can you feel how much your body wants? Hot, ready, and wet for me.

The reception was more than I wanted, and moved my fingers over her intimacy, delighting myself, looking for a specific point. Her resistance to push me away only facilitated access. My dick agreed and was excited by the friction of the bodies. Finally, I felt the girl shiver more tightly, starting to smooth and tease right there.

Angel protested without so much energy. I continued to taste the fresh mouth and my fingers were lost in caresses. Heavens! It was exactly how I had been dreaming. Warm. And wet. I started the movements carefully on her clitoris, massaging in circular and slippery caresses in ecstasy.

-Zorack! - I heard my name again.

Angel had stopped the fight. I could see it very slowly. I no longer had to force my fingers to reach my prize. Still... she still hadn't given herself up.

-That. I promise you will like it, cailín. - I sighed like a convict. All I wanted to do was invest once in it. - There's no mistaking it. Also wants. Your body speaks more than your words.

-No! - Angel denied without so much certainty. - I do not want it! I hate you! I hate!

-Not even? - I teased, my mouth sliding over her body.

Angel did not wait for my reaction.

I had managed to take her completely by surprise by spreading her legs, exposing her intimacy without any shame she could sketch when she backed up against the headboard.

My throat was dry. It was her scent. This was the best of aphrodisiacs. I held her buttocks, bringing what I wanted most to the mouth when I bent down and ended up tearing the delicate piece that still kept me away.

-Zorack ... - she moaned, disconcerted. - This is cheating.

-But you like it, sweetie.

I pretended that I didn't even hear the rebuke in her weak moan. My tongue teased her. It was her taste. I started to let go, giving vent to my needs. She knew that the position left her even more exposed. She had her shoulders compressed counting the headboard and could see exactly what I was doing between her legs. I let my tongue taste and plunder everything, delighting in her arousal, sliding my hand down. Another groan escaped the girl when I managed to penetrate her with my fingers and began to provoke her without mercy.

-Zorack, no!

I took a deep breath, holding myself back when I could catch her fear by the tone of her voice.

Curse!

It was always like that.

It was enough for the caresses to become more ardent and Angel withdrew. What bothered me most was knowing that fear was the reason for the denials despite their hurt.

Was she still a virgin? It was an answer that sometimes made me hot. Think of someone else touching her ... Damn it. I had never liked to share anything that was mine. Her hands gripped my hair. The girl still resisted. I penetrated her body with my finger, digging deep into her wet and hot channel, forcing the entrance slowly.

-Damn it, Zorack. - Angel complained in a breathless voice. - Me...

- Don't fight me, Cailín. - I asked away. - You like that, don't you? Don't think, just feel! This time doesn't make excuses to get away. I'll do everything I should have done after that bath. I want to see you touch and ...

-No!

Shit!

It didn't even look like the provocative Angel I had seen the first time ...

Something scared the girl. It was capable of driving me crazy. I was beginning to be sure that Angel remembered every moment of what had happened on that ship where she had been trapped.

Before our fight, I could hear her moans and fear in the words that pleaded. They had experimented with it. There was no other explanation. I wanted to know how to make her less anxious about it and I always put my feet in my hands.

I sighed in rapture, my teeth nibbling between kisses. I needed to see her reaction. See her eyes as my fingers moved forward. I wanted a heavenly spot there. One specific. I also loved to read. I was looking for exactly an erogenous point in her and her nerve endings. wanted a very sensitive area hidden behind the clitoris, which, when stimulated, produced great pleasure. This secret corner was known as the famous G-Spot.

Ah, I couldn't wait to put the readings into practice.

-Zorack.- I heard the girl gasp again.

This time the voice was shaky and breathless.

She was an invitation to my excitement. I was struggling with myself to move slowly and she was contracting. The customs there were different. She couldn't be more of a virgin, could she? Maybe no one would touch it for a while? I was still jealous of her connection to Spike.

- Relax, baby. - I tried to contain my lust. - We have a lot of time. Today you will belong to me entirely. You will appreciate receiving me in your body.

Angel gasped at my words.

I stopped, looking for her eyes. I saw the glint of tears on him, cursing mentally. I knew that her greatest resistance to me was to know that I had stayed with the unfortunate redhead. She had always been receptive to my caresses.

It had hurt her deeply. She was excited about my caresses, but it was very different from before. I could feel her grief over what was just an unimportant detail for me. And it made a tremendous difference for her. The girl stopped motionless under me.

- I hate you! - I heard Angel scream. - You want me? Well, go ahead! You can take the body because it will be just what you will have. Did you really remember me while satisfying that damned desire with that woman?

I shook my head in shock.

Curse!

It had just been sex. It was different from Angel. And was I going to have to explain?

Her hurt and her resentment towards me were my worst enemies.

The earth year 2020

It was the craziest trip I had ever taken. Once a boyfriend had mixed cocaine in my drink without me knowing it. It was an explosive mix. He had envisioned minimizing the unpleasant effects of cocaine-like excessive sweating, throbbing, headaches, tremors, and damn anxiety. Okay, I really enjoyed a cigarette and that's it. Needless to say, the courtship lasted very little.

What's on your mind, Catty?

It was the same feeling. The slowness of thought and movement. Good night fulminating cinderella. Thank goodness I was still not throwing up.

The whole place around me still seemed to spin.

- Is there no one else here with you? - I asked for some time when I woke up again.

Kalael stared at me for a long time and in silence. Hell! Where I was? I tried to sit up and my eyes widened, noticing the scarred cut on my arm. I wore nothing but a shirt and panties. I even struggled to keep my expression aloof. That alien had seen me practically naked.

I can swear that a smug smile lit up his face.

- The rest of the crew is entitled to a rest. Anyway, the freighter where you were ... It was a big old ship orbiting a planet and hurriedly abandoned. - The explanation still didn't make any sense to me.

God!

My head was spinning dizzily. My stomach still rumbled, warning me that I hadn't eaten in a long time. Damn it! I still had dried blood marks on my body after being attacked by that animal. It wasn't like asking for a bath like that, was it?

-I ... - the words choked in my throat. - I wanted clothes. And wash me.

It was a very simple request. Perhaps it was still the effect of drugs.

He sighed indecisively.

I stopped looking at that green and strong alien very tired.

- Right. I need to remember that your body does not accept the same dose of medication that we use. - The comment was paused. - I can help with that. If you really want, I can help you with the bath. You were probably doped by the Gargoyles aboard the freighter. It may help to metabolize the drug in your blood.

How do you help?

Again a very disturbing thought came to my mind. He had taken off almost all of my clothes. I had had enough time to see and touch me. What part of my body was still a secret to him? There was an oily substance all over my body that bothered me and that was enough. I remembered the hands that passed the cream over my body with the bowels turning. I could die for a bath. I just wanted to wash.

He nodded reluctantly, looking around and sighed and all I could do was bow my head in agreement.

I think we were in a room, or what should be a room. I saw Kalael leave the room and enter through the side door and I stood there alone.

I had probably missed out on a meal and a shower. I noticed that he was coming back and the noise and water were like a dream. I tried to get up and my head spun again.

- Can you at least stand?

I saw Kalael very seriously and perhaps with the appearance of displeasure taking off his shirt and pants. He was dressed only in what looked like boxer briefs. It was definitely a breathtaking male specimen. There were muscles that could have been sculpted in the cold, green skin with minimal perfection.

-Please! - managed to groan in a tremendous effort.

Considering that I was totally high, it didn't make much difference if my blood boiled. Wow!! It was not my impression that he had a large size. He just came over and gently took off my shirt and stopped curious with the bra.

Beautiful, wonderful, and strong. His touch was icy on my skin. And absolutely indifferent, almost professional. I sighed miserably. Not on another planet! It had to be a plague. A wonderful god, half-naked and me there. Standing, dizzy, and praying not to throw up.

His fingers trembling and light went to my underwear.

Ah, if it was really a dream I would be wearing black lace panties. And certainly a matching bra. He stopped in surprise and swallowed. It seemed that any place far from there was better. And yet I didn't care. I could easily die from a bath.

-You'll have to take ... - He stopped again quietly.

The golden eyes gave the sensation of burning.

What is he like? The thought came to my mind a little embarrassed.

-The panties? Please, just water. - I groaned closing my eyes to the cold look.

I felt like never before the hands that slid down my legs, pulling on the tiny clothes I still wore and I didn't even complain about the bra. The lingerie tightened and choked.

He took me in his arms and walked with me to the same door as before. Was it a bathtub?

Of course, I was delusional by then.

Perhaps it was COVID's first symptom after all. Fever. And it must have been very high. I could die easily like that.

I realized vaguely with my head full of pumpkins being seated next to him. The tiredness was back. And it was perhaps the beginning of a crisis of hypoglycemia. I relaxed in the warm, pleasant water with my eyes closed and too aware of the hands that were running around my body and washing off the rest of dried blood. The hands massaged my head infirm, delicate movements. Strong and steady hands.

I don't even know how, but I managed to fall asleep again. At the very least, he must be dying. Naked and in the arms of a stranger from another world. Even so, I relaxed my muscles, and slowly I began to nestle with my exhausted body.

I woke up scared without knowing where I was and what had happened. I was generally severe at eating times and avoided skipping any meal. My dietary routine included fiber and protein. So I avoided crises, not having to resort to foods like soft drinks or sugar-sweetened juice to increase the blood glucose level. It gave me weakness, I started to sweat and sometimes lost consciousness. Just how I felt now.

-I brought you some food. - The Greek god's voice caught my attention again. - The automatic doctor evaluated the blood glucose levels and they were not good.

Damn it!

The malaise was still enormous. I shook my head in resignation, watching the tray of different foods. God! What was that?

I couldn't say I wasn't hungry and refuse! Curse!

Doesn't look like an appetizer! And I don't even want to know what that is!

The appearance was not even the best, but the growling stomach helped a lot. I ate in a hurry and choked too conscious that I did at least, but one day I didn't eat anything.

-Try to chew! You'll end up feeling sick. Again. - He grunted what looked like a bad word.

As I chewed and looked at him sheepishly, my face started to burn with embarrassment. Oh, that delicious bath and the hands that were rubbing me very carefully hadn't it been? Could you be ashamed of yourself? Had I really been naked in what looked like a bathtub with an alien?

Shit! Did I really shower with him? I'm going to die of shame!

I could apologize. You should apologize! My eyes met his as if the unfortunate man could read my thoughts.

The diabolical face expression was amusing.

I do not believe it. How can you think about it with all this calmness?

Just apologize and pretend for God's sake that nothing happened and that he is not beautiful to kill!

-I feel ...- the words choked.

His smile came across as serious and overwhelming. I was drowning in the sexy eyes that stare at me. It felt like a warm caress that could make someone lose their breath.

He coughed and cleared his throat suddenly tense.

-Just forget. As soon as I finish eating I will summon the crew. The computer warned of the presence of other ships in the quadrant.

And?

It was clear that there were going to be shipped, right? It was like a highway. There had to be shipped in space. Wasn't that how it worked?

Kalael shook his head patiently.

-The problem, Catty is that they don't have the Confederation emblem. And that usually means problems.

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