Hara's Legacy (3 page)

Damned if Caleb’s visions were ever wrong, Justin thought as he rode up to the village’s only rooming house on his Harley. He’d stayed there several times when negotiating trade deals with the villagers or when he just needed to get away from the ranch for a while. Jane’s disturbing presence chipped away at his control until he thought he’d go mad if he couldn’t have her.

But she was his brother’s wife. It didn’t matter that Justin had known and loved her most of his life. He knew she cared for him deeply and he even knew she found him attractive. Her admiring looks and the unconscious way she followed him with her eyes were proof enough of that, but it made him uncomfortable, to say the least. He’d had to stop in the woods to stroke his cock and give himself some blessed relief from the hard-on she’d witnessed. That little encounter would be good for a few hundred fantasies and though he could have wished she’d never found him jerking off in his garage, in a perverse way he was glad she had.

He’d suffered in silence so long. He wanted her so badly. Only his love for her and the love and respect he had for his brother kept him under control. But perhaps most disturbing of all were the veiled hints he’d gotten from Caleb that somehow he just might be able to have Jane after all. He hoped to God that didn’t mean Caleb had foreseen his own death, because he feared that most of all. The thought of losing Caleb, like nothing else, had helped him get his head screwed on straight. Caleb was their leader and Justin vowed to do whatever his brother asked to help the family survive his dire visions of the future.

Caleb had never been wrong before.

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So there he was, parking his beloved Harley in the middle of the ground floor room, right next to his rented bed. He didn’t trust leaving the bike outside where anyone might steal it, and it didn’t take up much space. He hadn’t seen the woman Caleb mentioned yet, but knew enough to trust his older brother’s vision. If Caleb said he’d find a woman and screw her brains out, then he definitely would.

And just in time too. Justin didn’t think he could survive much longer without sticking his dick in a warm and willing pussy. Jerking off was fine to relieve the pressure, but it had been so long since he’d fucked a woman, he could barely see straight. Masturbating to visions of his sister-in-law was some kind of sin, he knew, but he couldn’t seem to help himself. He loved her and he always would. No matter what.

Justin settled his pack and bike in the small room, then left, locking the door securely behind him. He needed to do the reconnaissance his brother had requested, and he needed to find the woman.

Justin licked his lips and headed for the saloon. A couple of guys had set up a distilling operation and made some decent brews using different plant sources, including some of the grains he and his brothers grew and harvested. He could check in with the guys at the bar and get the latest news while discussing what they needed in the way of supplies from the ranch. Plus, he could get something stronger than the beer his sister-in-law brewed for him. He needed a little extra kick tonight after the disturbing revelations of the morning.

Justin pushed open the door and headed for the long bar, answering a few friendly greetings from the other men. The owners of the place kept order by virtue of the fact they were the only ones in town with booze. They could refuse service if a man got too unruly. Being refused service in the saloon was a fate worse than death for most men these days when liquor was the only easy form relaxation available.

He spent time in the saloon, learning the news and negotiating an order for more grain from the owners, but aside from the stiff shot of some kind of new bark brew early on in the conversation, he kept his wits about him. He didn’t know exactly what Caleb wanted him to learn here, but he would watch carefully in order to make a full report to his

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big brother. He’d learned in the old U.S. Army how to do a proper job of recon, and he knew from long experience, Caleb could use even what seemed to be insignificant information to verify his visions.

After a few hours, Justin headed back to his room to get some sleep. It had been a long day, and it only seemed to get longer when he noticed the door to his room was ajar. A light shown from within, so whoever was in there didn’t seem to fear discovery. Still, Justin was instantly on alert. He moved quietly toward the door, hoping for the element of surprise as he pushed it open with a crash.

What he found inside gave him pause. It was a woman. But was she the woman Caleb had foretold?

With the scarcity of women, it was hard to believe she could be any other.

She had tightly coiled, icy blonde hair and slightly pointed ears. She was tall and statuesque, with a fey quality that enchanted him on sight. She had small breasts and a willowy body, which was not his favorite body type in a woman, but he was so hard and desperate, he would fuck almost anything with a cunt.

She looked up in surprise as he entered, but no fear. She was an odd one, he thought, and she dressed in clothing like he’d never seen before. The fabric seemed to change color as she moved, fitting like a second skin against her tall form. She was thin and tall like the old fashion models, but she had a coldness in her sky blue eyes that chilled him.

“Who are you and what are you doing in my room?” Justin asked calmly, his eyes cataloging everything.

He sensed no immediate threat from the woman or anything else in the room. Stepping inside, he closed the door behind him with a stray thought, a show of his telekinetic power to let the woman know who and what she was dealing with. He was gratified to see her eyes widen and a somewhat pleased expression settle on her lips.

“I am Mara.”

Her voice was like music, though it held no warmth. Justin realized this woman must be an alien. There could be no other explanation for otherworldly appearance, total lack of fear of him, and the fact that she

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was running around apparently alone in the settlement made up mostly of single, hungry, horny men. And there was the voice. Tales abounded about the soothing, musical nature of the aliens’ voices, though Justin had never heard it for himself. Until now.

“Well, Mara,” he moved boldly forward, “what brings you to my bedroom in the middle of the night?” She straightened to her full height, which was close to his own six foot three and stared him down. “I go where I wish, Breed.”

“Is that so?” Justin unbuttoned his shirt. He watched her eyes flare with heat that she couldn’t hide. Oh yeah, he thought with satisfaction, she would be under him in no time, her tight little pussy dripping with his cum.

“I saw you ride in on this,” her hand gestured gracefully toward the motorcycle, “and became intrigued. I have never seen such a machine.”

“It’s called a motorcycle and there were many of them before your people came.” Her eyes shot to his. “You know what I am?”

Justin shrugged. “It’s easy enough to guess. You look like an elf.”

“A what?” He was glad to see he’d gotten her attention.

He shrugged as he threw the shirt aside and unbuttoned the top button of his jeans. She seemed fascinated by the huge double dragon tattoo that covered most of his chest. Chicks really did dig that tattoo. Lord knows he’d gotten some fantasy mileage out of Jane’s fascinated eyes on his dragon. He didn’t know if he was really looking forward to fucking this alien woman, but if he kept thoughts of Jane firmly in mind, maybe he could keep his dick up all night for her. Hell, a desperate man couldn’t afford to be picky.

Caleb had said to fuck her long and hard. Fucking her once or twice wouldn’t be a problem for a man who hadn’t had warm pussy in years, but keeping it up after the first few times would be another story.

Justin hadn’t ever liked to have sex with just anyone. He’d always enjoyed it more when there was some affection in the joining to make it special.

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Casual sex just hadn’t had much appeal for him, though like any guy, he’d indulged in it more often than not.

Justin crowded her, relieved when she stood her ground, even sending out one of her pale fingers to trace the swirling lines of his tattoo the way he’d known Jane had wanted to when she caught him coming out from a shower. He stifled a groan as his cock hardened and expanded.

“We have legends of fey folk who look like you. Tall, pointy ears, and fair-skin. We called them elves in the old country where my ancestors are from. It was calledIreland orEire . I can only guess now thatIreland was populated by descendants of your people, though they spread out and immigrated across the globe.”

“I had not heard of such before, but it does make sense. We sent an advance party, of course, but they were lost to us centuries ago, after surveying the planet and finding it suitable for our colony.”

“My guess is they liked it so much here, they stayed.” He smiled and stepped close enough so his chest touched the tips of her small breasts, gratified to hear her breath catch. “And they fucked like bunnies, spreading their DNA all over the planet, which I would assume the mothership hadn’t intended.” She shrugged, dragging her tight nipples up and down his chest. “If such is the case, it is an unforeseen complication. We had no idea until just recently that we could breed with humans. But the idea is intriguing.”

Justin moved away. “Intriguing, hmm?” He lowered the zipper over his straining erection. “Are you intrigued enough to want to try a human on for size?”

“You are not human,” she said quietly, her eyes almost covetous on his rigid shaft. “You are a Breed. I have encountered several like you in my research.”

He nodded, sliding one hand around her waist, surprised to find the shiny material of her jumpsuit warm beneath his fingers.

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“A telekinetic Breed.” He nuzzled her neck. “What gifts do you have?” Her breath came quickly now, and she was getting hotter for him, if he were any judge.

“None,” she said on a soft moan. “We do not have the same abilities as Breeds do.” He tucked that knowledge away for Caleb’s perusal. They’d always assumed the aliens had similar, or perhaps stronger psychic gifts than them. It was surprising to hear they didn’t, but Justin was careful not to let his astonishment show. If she were lying, she was a damn good liar, but he’d bring all his information to Caleb and see what he could make of it.

“So that’s what brought you here, hmm? You want to experience a Breed’s gifts up close and personal?”

She nodded as he kissed her neck, then moved to her lips, smothering her gasp of surprise as he thrust his tongue into her hot mouth. Her hands moved between them and suddenly, she was naked. Justin liked that. He liked it a lot.

Her features might be cold, but her body burned hotter than normal human skin, warming him immediately. He growled low in his throat in appreciation as he cupped her small breasts, trailing kisses down her neck to pert nipples that beaded for him as he licked and blew, teasing them.

“Have you ever been fucked by a Breed before, Mara?” His growled question overwhelmed her senses.

Truly, Mara had been unprepared for the reality of the male Breed. He was so sure of himself and so strong physically. What little she’d seen of his telekinetic power intrigued her and his cock looked hard and long.

“No.” She answered his question, her scientist’s mind always on the matter at hand. “But I’ve been intrigued by your people for some time. I’m studying your DNA.”

“How about I give you a semen sample right up your pussy?”

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She nodded, surprised at how easy her mission here was being accomplished. “I may require several of your samples,” she warned him.

She felt it was only fair to tell him that having been chosen as her test subject, she would expect certain things from him, but he showed no signs of stopping. If anything, his attentions to her nipples grew stronger and his caresses bolder. She’d never known nipples could be so sensitive, but his sucking and gentle bites made her very excited. She studied the effect until her knees unexpectedly buckled, but he was there to catch her, his heavily muscled arms easily carrying her to the wide bed.

He stood above her, looking down, his dark, intent gaze sending sparks into her bloodstream as he focused his telekinetic power on her. It was truly a wonderful experiment. He parted her legs using just the powers of his mind. Her arms were held in place above her with his thoughts. This telekinetic power was very interesting, and stronger than she would have credited. His cock seemed to get thicker as he examined her body and she offered a small smile she’d seen her human subjects use to convey invitation to their mates. It must have worked because he settled between her legs and fingered her pussy.

“It’s good to see that you’re made the same as a human woman. Everything’s in its usual place, except,” he tilted his head as his fingers disappeared up her pussy and she squirmed, “your passage is a bit longer than most women I’ve fucked before.”

Her scientific mind thought about his observation, pleased that he would share his discoveries and experiences with her. She’d been lucky to find this articulate Breed on her first foray into the small village.

“Probably because I am taller than most of your women. Everything is in proportion, you see.” He grinned, showing even, white teeth as he positioned his cock at her wet entrance. “Yeah, same with me. My dick is longer than most men’s, but you’ll take me easily. I’ve always had to be careful not to hurt smaller women, though I like the way a small cunt feels around me.” His eyes were clouded as he pushed easily into her. “But you don’t want to know any of this, do you?”