Darkside Blues: SciFi Alien Romance (Dark Planet Warriors Book 4.5) (16 page)

“Oh.” He took a deep breath. “You’re not so different down there.”

“Our species seem to share a few similarities.” She slid a finger between her moist folds, stroking her sensitive flesh. A moan escaped her. Kainan was making her so damn horny. She was wet. It had been so fucking long. “My labia are elongated compared to those of a Human female, and I am hairless.”

“I can see that.” Kai kissed the mound of flesh just above her entrance. She fondled herself as he caressed her skin with his tongue. As she removed her finger, Kai closed his lips around it, tasting her essence.

He looked up and grinned. “And you taste just fine.”

Kai swooped in and sucked on her labia, his actions swift, firm, and unexpected. He took her soft flesh between his lips, making Zyara cry out, surprised by the intensity of the sensations that rocketed through her.

He caressed her with his deft tongue, slowly, then quickly, then slowly again. Unconsciously, Zyara began to rock her hips, moving to the rhythm he’d set.

She closed her eyes and saw the Universe exploding into glittering constellations in the darkness. That was how this moment felt.

She’d never wanted any male as much as she desired Kainan.

Her hands were trembling. Her body was trembling. Her mind was awash with his scent, his touch, his essence.

Slowly, tenderly, he pulled away, just as she felt the very first stirrings of a climax.

Even though she didn’t want him to stop, she silently agreed with his timing. “Look at me,” she said softly. “Naked as a newborn, and I haven’t even gotten a good look at you yet. On Kythia, you would be getting naked before me, and I would take my time admiring you.”

“Custom’s different here on Earth,” Kai said hoarsely, his beautiful lips glistening with her juices. “But if that is what you wish, my lady…”

Zyara was fumbling with the buttons of his shirt. “Get up,” she said, as he rose to his feet. He leaned in and planted a cheeky kiss on her lips, and she tasted her own musky sweetness.

“Let me help you with those,” Kai suggested, his nimble fingers brushing hers aside. His shirt was open in a flash, revealing his smooth, taut chest.

But what drew Zyara’s eye was the riot of color blossoming across his bare skin. Entranced, Zyara drew his shirt apart, revealing intricate, beautifully wrought ink.

“So this is also a Human custom,” she marveled, tracing her fingers across his chiseled pectorals. “This permanent ink.”

Whoever had done Kai’s tattoos was incredibly skilled. Bold, dark, fanlike lines curved over his broad shoulders and extended down the top of his pecs. They formed the backdrop to swirling blossoms and gliding fish and the writhing, scaled body of a serpent.

They were motifs of Earth, beautifully rendered.

The patterns extended down both of his arms, covering his skin from shoulder to wrist.

“Turn,” Zyara said, and Kai obliged.
 

His body was a living canvas.

The images on his back were even more brilliant, the swirling depictions of mythical beasts and blossoms and serpentine scales intersecting to form a living mural. The snakelike creature that writhed across his body stared out at her, its black eyes fierce and cruel. On Kai’s back, it was attempting to swallow its tail, its sinuous body twisting between colorful blossoms.

Zyara traced her hands over his skin, feeling his warmth, feeling the rise and fall of his chest. Here and there, scars marred his tattoos, tiny imperfections that added a harsh reminder to the beauty.

“Is this a Human custom?” Curiosity overwhelmed her, and arousal rippled through her. The warm flesh of her sex started to throb with need.

“It’s our custom; our tradition,” Kai rumbled, turning to face her. “These are the marks of my allegiance to my clan.”

“And the serpent eating its tail, what does it mean? I see it on the ring around your finger as well.” She stilled as he reached up and unfastened her hair, allowing it to cascade around her shoulders. He ran his fingers through her hair, a slight smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

“The
ouroboros
is the symbol of our clan. It represents many things. Infinity, wholeness, eternity, the never ending cycle of death and rebirth. But in reality, those things are just an illusion. That’s why my serpent twists amongst the branches, never quite reaching its tail. That’s what we do our entire lives. We reach for the impossible.”

“My Human is surprisingly philosophical,” Zyara said, as she unbuckled his belt. “But then again, you’re full of beautiful surprises.”

A harsh laugh escaped Kai. “There’s nothing beautiful about me, woman,” he rasped. “The only beautiful thing in this room is you.”

“I beg to differ.” Zyara pulled down his trousers, revealing his muscular thighs. Kai’s body was a testament to a hard life; there was not an ounce of fat on him, and his muscles were clearly defined. He was lean and chiseled and marked. He was a scarred, imperfect living work of art.

And he was so very deliciously Human.

His cock sprang forth, hard and ready, moisture glistening at its tip.

“Not so different,” Zyara remarked, grasping his erect length. She pumped him up and down once, and he groaned.

“Sweet Jupiter, woman,” he gasped. “You will be the end of me.”

“I’ve only just started,” Zyara smirked. She spied a second room through an open doorway. There was a bed in there. Zyara pushed Kai backwards. His eyes widened and he grinned.

Zyara couldn’t hold back any longer. She needed this man, and she would have him.

He found himself being pushed back onto the bed that he never used, Zyara poised over him with her lilac hair all wild and her bronze eyes burning with desire.

For once, he wasn’t in control, and he was loving it.

She was strong and nimble, her body a graceful mixture of lean muscle and curves. She had small, pert breasts and a taut stomach. The thought that she could probably match him in a fight sent Kai’s arousal through the roof.

She looked him in the eyes, smiled, then started to trail kisses down his body, sucking on ink and bare skin alike.

She reached his cock, taking it into her mouth. Kai closed his eyes and gasped as he entered her. Her tongue was all over him, caressing his hardness.

She moved her lips up and down, slowly at first, then faster and faster, as Kai surrendered to a new type of pleasure that he’d never known before.

The dynamic had changed. Now
she
was in control, and she knew it.

Kai threaded his fingers through her hair as she moved faster and faster, sucking him, bringing him closer to the edge. Kai didn’t want it to end. She went harder, taking him deeper. He closed his eyes and forgot about betrayal. He forgot about death. He forgot about the fact that his world was crumbling before his very eyes.

There was only Zyara.

“Oh,” he gasped, “my beautiful Zyara.”

She looked up, her silver skin luminous in the dim light. Gently, excruciatingly, Kai drew her towards him as she released him from her mouth.

“Let’s fuck,” he whispered. He rested his hands on her shoulders, braced himself, and flipped her so that she was lying on her back. She looked up at him, a Universe of emotion trapped in her molten gaze. She was hungry. Ravenous. He wanted to fill her with the pleasure she deserved.

He slid his fingers between the folds of her pussy, appreciating her silken labia. Increased in length, they seemed to give her greater pleasure. He rubbed her clit with his thumb, gently at first, then with greater pressure. She was wet as hell.

She was ready.

Kai was bursting at the seams. He couldn’t hold on for even another second. Threading his fingers through her ethereal hair, he inhaled deeply and entered her.

“Aah.” She cried out, and it was the sweetest sound Kai had ever heard. He wanted to hear her cry out again and again.

He thrust deeper, watching her face as she closed her eyes, her delicate lips parting. Her features contorted into a look of sheer pleasure, and it was the sweetest thing Kai had ever seen.

Being the one to satisfy this exquisite creature felt so damn good.

He slid his hands down to her breasts, fondling her taut nipples, before caressing the smooth skin at her waist and hips. He grabbed her hips and fucked her harder, desire taking control of his body.

He was powerless against it.

He fucked her endlessly, until his muscles burned. Until she screamed.

Until he roared.

Until he came inside her, and she was curling her legs around him, pulling him close in an impossibly strong embrace, her sharp claws digging into his back, and he didn’t care, because even as he bled and suffered exquisite pain, he was immersed in a world of pure bliss.

And his recklessness in going after her at a time like this was repaid in spades.

Right now, he could go insane and Darkside could go up in flames for all he cared, and it wouldn’t matter, because he was with the woman who made him feel alive.

And she didn’t care about his past; she didn’t care that he was a reject, an outsider, a survivor who’d lived a wretched life of violence and crime.

She brought out good things in him, and that rarely ever happened.

She made him want to be
decent
, whatever that was.

She was everything he’d desperately needed in his life.

He just hadn’t known it.

Zyara stretched and found Kai gone. She blinked, looking around the room. The thick curtains were drawn, concealing the outside view, and a warm, languorous sensation had spread through her body.

Her pussy tingled in a good way.

She was fucked and spent and all kinds of satisfied.

She shook her head. It had been far too long.

The sound of running water drew her attention. Zyara slipped back into the other room and found her
kashkan
. She belted it loosely at her waist and went in search of the sound.

 
It led her to a gigantic bathroom where Kai was kneeling in the shower, water cascading across his magnificently inked skin.

He was babbling to himself in some indecipherable Earth language.

“Kai?” She walked towards him. There was no response. “Kainan?” she said sharply, louder this time.

Still, he ignored her. Zyara stepped into the shower and shut off the water. Finally, he turned to face her, but there was no recognition in his dark eyes.

“I’m sorry, mother,” he whispered, and it was clear he wasn’t talking to her. He was somewhere else, in a far-off place.

Panic rose in Zyara. She’d seen this sort of thing before. It seemed the trait of madness wasn’t just confined to Kordolians. Humans could go mad too.

Before she could think, she reached out and slapped Kai sharply in the face.

It was an impulsive, desperate measure. She wanted the old Kai back. She wanted the stoic, honorable, philosophical Human she was starting to fall in love with.

“Kai,” she said again, her voice cracking.

He blinked, his mouth opening wide. Confusion was etched across his face. Then, a glimmer of recognition.

“Zyara?” He blinked again as realization and horror dawned on him. “Ah, fuck.”

“What’s happening to you, Kai?”

“I didn’t think it would kick in this early. I thought I had at least a couple of days to sort everything out.”

“What, Kai?”

“It’s complicated,” he replied. He closed his eyes, shaking his head. His fists were clenched, the line of his shoulders stiff with tension.

He was fighting something.

“Kai,” Zyara said gently. “Did you forget that I’m a medic with access to the most advanced tech this side of the Universe? If you don’t tell me what’s wrong, I can’t help you.”

Typical male. Even Human males seemed to have an aversion to seeing the doctor. They never seemed to want to seek help at the right time, always leaving things to the last
siv
, when their symptoms were out of control.

Kai remained silent.

“Come on, Kainan,” Zyara urged. “I’m not losing you to madness after I’ve just had the best sex of my life. I’m not losing you after I’ve found you. Tell me what’s going on.”

Kai’s eyes opened again, and Zyara looked into their depths and saw a strong man on the verge of breaking apart. “A-are you familiar with neural implants?” His voice was shaky.

Horror rose in Zyara. “The Ephrenians do them,” she whispered. “Stupid, stupid devices. Oh, Kai, don’t tell me you have one.”

He nodded. “It’s been invaluable to me, but now a virus is attacking it. My mind is on the verge of falling apart.”

“We need to stop this.” Zyara’s voice rose as anger flooded her. “You knew about this and you didn’t tell me? What were you expecting to do, Kai?”

“Was going to get my tech people to look into it.” Despite the situation, he managed a half-cheeky smile. “But I had to fuck you first, just in case their fix didn’t work. The thought of you is more powerful than any madness they might try to infect me with.”

“Idiot.” Zyara’s anger dissipated as she looked at him. She couldn’t stay angry at this beautiful man, even if he was such a frustrating, infuriating male. “You should have told me. You can’t sort out everything on your own, Kainan.”

“Can you fix me?”

“I can irradiate your implant. That will neutralize it and stop the hallucinations. But the equipment I need for that is on
Silence
.”

“Silence?”

“Our warship. You’re coming into space, Kainan.”

“I’ve never been off-planet before.” Shakily, he got to his feet. He stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel, drying his torso and wrapping it around his waist.

That’s when the thin black band around his wrist started to buzz, flashing with an array of glowing symbols. Kai’s eyes narrowed as he pressed something on the band. “Banri, what is it?”

“Council enforcers are here.” The big man’s voice filtered through the band. He sounded nervous. “People from the
Jinkai
faction and Arik’s goons. Say they’re here to take you away. Something about holding yourself accountable before the Council. Did you know about this, Boss?”