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Perfect Enemy	By : BloodyHarliquin Category: M through R > Predator Views: 2396 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Chapter 4 In medias res
**Notice** the following chapter holds a lemon! Smex, yummy bits… smut, porn… whatever you want to call it if you don't wish to read that sort of stuff feel free to skip this chapter, you won't miss much. However a plot thing is tied off here so please no comments on later chapters asking why I hadn't explained the attraction… Thank you… and happy reading ^_^
Echo went to bed before Rue-n' came back.
When he did, he let out a soft purr at the still girl, actively trying to goad her back into their 'game' from earlier.
In the yautja culture males usually had to work for the right to mate, so he was more than willing to do so with the woman, but she didn't stir.
Slightly he removed his clothing and laid down beside the girl who, almost immediately attached herself to him.
Rue-n' could feel the heat emanating from the girl's body, and he found himself holding her closer. Before long he too drifted off to sleep, alien body soothed by her warmth.
In the early morning, according to the digital clock Rue-n' set to earth time for her, Echo awoke.
Possessed
Her body ached much worse than before and it was then she realized she was pressed very close to a very naked male.
Acting of its own accord her hand runs down from where it came to rest on his chest. She ran it over his stomach and down, feeling the rough but not unpleasant texture of his skin.
Embarrassment struck and she retracted it, dragging her hand back up his pink belly. Minutes later she repeated the action, moving closer.
Touching his body, even just his chest and stomach seemed to have a placating effect on her body.
The next time she ghosted her hand over his body she came to stop, directly over his manhood.
Her pause is answered with an encouraging purr.
Surprised, her head shoots up a little too fast and she whimpers softly.
"oww"
The male places a clawed hand on the back of her head, drawing her closer. He thrills at her, sitting up and pulling the girl into his lap.
"Hi," she blushes, "how are you?"
He purrs again.
Her eyes fell back down, running over his body caressing it with her gaze.
"You said you weren't ready" he says, humor apparent on his face. "And yet you keep coming back" he nuzzles her cheek.
"I know" Echo averts her gaze, "but-" the smoldering need returned and her sight was tainted with a burning desire. "I need you" she whimpers.
Now the tide had turned, she needed him and he truly had the upper hand. The proud Yautja male had more control, and it seemed he had a desire to drive the female into madness.
"You said you were not ready," he lifts her off of him without much effort; "I would never desire a mating you didn't want" He stood and made for the door.
How cruel, he was denying her!
Echo would have been angry had she not been so drunk with her needs. Unsure of the best way to convince him, and being so wrapped up in her physical longing Echo couldn't think of anything else to do; she lunged at him.
Leaping towards him like a lioness attacking… well she couldn't compare him to a gazelle or zebra… he wasn't in anyway weak or docile. It was more like a lioness attacking a dragon or a Basilisk. No real contest
He caught her scent with little effort, not that he wasn't completely aware of her position the entire time. He was ready for her.
She was in heat! He knew that scent from his kind's females, and that meant he was in control. The same could not have been said when it came to Yautja females, but Rue-n' was enjoying himself too much to care about such things. He had the upper hand and this though made him shudder internally with the mischievous thoughts breed from it.
He turned and caught her seconds before she made contact.
She yelped.
He cradled her body against him, hands placed firmly on her bottom.
All too eagerly she wrapped her arms and legs around his body and began to nuzzle his neck, layering the crimson flesh with greedy kisses.
"It appears you changed your mind" he teases.
She responds with a needy whine.
"Hm?" he nudges her gently.
"I want it!" she whimpers.
"Want what?" Rue-n' could barely contain his laughter; truthfully he kinda liked this game.
She squirmed, but he was ready and held her tighter, and closer preventing her excape.
She huffs, submitting.
Rue-n' grins and places her down in order to continue his departure from the room.
"I want you! I WANT YOU!" she cries.
He pauses.
She moves closer and wras her arms around him from behind.
"I want to mate with you, to be yours" she says quietly.
"But last night-" he pushes her.
"I changed my mind!" she pulls back.
Maybe he pushed her too far? He turned to look at her. She looked torn, stuck somewhere between overwhelming lust and tears birthed from rejection. Rue-n' decided it was time to end the game and approached her rather meekly. Once close enough he scoped her up and nuzzled his apology.
"I couldn't resist" he tells her. Silently he scolded himself, it was a stupid thing to do; she cried enough on her own he didn't need to help.
She wanted to be angry, upset, but couldn't resist the scalding desire aching between her legs. She recognized it as the 'time of the month' where she would become insatiable in her need for a mate, it only got bad about twice a year.
Usually Echo would hide herself away, not desiring losing her virginity to some male she barely knew.
This time, however, it came early and she wasn't prepared. It was as if her body sensed the powerful male and kicked into overdrive to seize the moment.
Quickly, before she lost all chance for rational thought, she questioned herself.
Do I want this?
Him?
Yes, but now?
Then she remembered the plan, that pesky plan, it would have to be now, for in a few days they would separate and probably never see each other again.
She was placed on the bed, belly up, submissively and open. She would normally fight such a vulnerable position, but her body told her 'shut up and take it.' She decided she would be secure enough with the male, and shouldn't worry about such unimportant things.
"My kind usually mates for life" she says, looking up at him, silently begging for his understanding of her desire to stay. She wanted to tell him, let him know she didn't want this to be a onetime thing, but something stopped her, prevented her from further speech.
Her thoughts were stolen from her once she felt a clawed finger on her most sensitive region, which, do to her heat, was even more receptive. She shivered and tried to cling to him.
She was countered with a soft growl and a, red, clawed hand moving both hers above her head, keeping them locked there.
He quickly striped her bottom half and continued his fondling.
She squirmed when he held back, barely ghosting across her clit, and he let out a soft chuckle at her restlessness.
"Don't tease!" she hisses and gasps when, before she had time to finish her objection, a clawed finger penetrates her warmth. He clicks at her with amusement before adding a finger, moving both in a torturous and leisurely motion.
The male enjoyed her frequent whines and whimpers at his actions, he knew what she wanted, and, in due time, would give it to her.
But for now…
His hand left hers above her head and proceeded to follow her curves downward. It wasn't long before he relieved her of the last of her cloth confinements, and her body was open to his eyes.
The normal soft, milky flesh was rosy and warm to the touch. Her dark eyebrows, knotted upward in her anxiety, her mouth was gasping for air and Rue-n' couldn't help but appreciate the reaction he had caused.
Taking it up a notch he periodically brushed his thumb across her clit, causing a wave of pleasure to rocket through her body every time he did so.
With an internal smirk Rue-n' let out a deep and dominant, purr.
That did it, Echo's body twitched and she let out a strangled cry of pleasure as she came.
Lost in her own world where she tried to regain control over herself the girl barely noticed when the male separated from her body and laid next to her. His hand was idly stroking her torso as he waited for her to recover.
As her mind cleared and her body relaxed Echo's eyes slowly opened, and she turned to face the male.
"I don't want to stop" she says once her breath had returned.
In her mind she imagined herself lunging at him, taking his **cough** alien hood in her mouth and working him until there was nothing left. In reality she stayed put, leaving him to dominate.
Not that it seemed to hinder him any.
Looking up at him, she smiled.
Cheeks flushed, lips parted she moves towards him; lavishing his chest in kisses the way she found he liked. Her hands moved over his flesh and soon the heat returned.
"You haven't had enough yet?" he smirks at her.
She shakes her head, "I want it all" she said breathlessly reveling in the sight of his massive crimson form.
"As you wish" he moves on top of her, capturing her with his body.
Rue-n' brought a hand to caress her cheek before bringing it downwards in unhurried movements.
It wasn't long before the girl felt his hand on her thigh, rubbing gently before pulling it away from its sister, leaving it to rest against his own.
The girl was ready, wet, and stretched to the point tearing would be minimal, at any rate there was medical equipment on the ship.
Rue-n' moved into position above her as the girl clung to his shoulders, ready for the contact. She remained mindful, however, of her claws No matter what his skin would be stronger and she didn't want to lose a nail.
With a gentle nuzzle the male penetrated her.
Echo withheld a gasp or cry of pain. Instead she broke through the skin of her lips.
Rue-n' looked at her, silently asking if he should stop.
Echo shook her head and Rue-n' began to move.
He used practiced motions as the male tried to be gentle with the tender girl. It wasn't long, though, before Echo began to feel the pleasure through and finally over the pain.
With a dirty chuckle Echo decided her lonely self love helped prepare her for this, and a big part of why she wasn't in much pain.
After a while the pain was silenced altogether and she cried out as she reached her orgasm.
Once her toes uncurled and her breathing returned to normal Rue-n' pulled her up into a sitting position, his hands guiding her movements while clutching her ass.
In the morning she would most likely have marks where his hands adhered themselves.
The change in position, although more intimate, did little to stimulate the wonderful bundle of nerves above her warmth. So, without much thought Echo moved one hand from the place behind her mate's neck to rub the sensitive area herself.
Rue-n' watched as she did this, and, understanding what she was doing decided he didn't care at the moment and continued his movements.
As his release came his purrs became deep, guttural growls of dominance and his claws dug into the female flesh.
She hadn't seemed to notice, or otherwise care, so he didn't pull away. Her motions on herself became rougher and held further desperation as his thrusts became rougher and more bestial.
Rue-n' observed the way her flushed face contorted in pleasure while her mouth tried to form his name.
He growled at her. It was a howl of dominance and admiration not anger or intimidation; momentarily the male hoped she wouldn't misunderstand it as the later.
She cried out, as the final thrust where the male embedded himself as deeply as he could, brought her to a final orgasm.
Rue-n' filed her with his fluid and purred at her with guilt. Although the girl agreed to sleep with him, she really hadn't agreed to mate with him, and the male wasn't sure how she would react if it turned out she was pregnant.
Echo smiled and shrugged it off, even if she could get pregnant it was most likely too far along in her cycle, the burning need was kinda a last ditch effort with her kind. Besides, she couldn't help but hope that meant he wanted her to stay.
Once both partner's breathing had returned to normal they fell into the bed, thoroughly exhausted.
As she had the other nights, the girl attached herself to him squirming to adjust, avoiding the handprints tipped with the little crescent cuts that now marked her ass. Quickly pleased by each other's touch, both bodies were soon claimed by slumber.
End Chapter 4
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