Hara's Legacy (4 page)

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She tested the strength of his hold by trying to move her hands. She noted his eyes tracking her movements and a moment later, the hold on her arms released. She rested her hands on his shoulders, meeting his gaze.

“On the contrary, I want to hear anything you wish to share. In return I will share with you, as is only fair.” Her body trembled in pleasure as he began to thrust. “What are you called?”

“Justin,” he panted, his dick twitching in eagerness as her warmth surrounded him. “I’m sorry, I can’t last long this first time, but I’ll make it up to you.”

“It’s all right. Come inside me now, Justin.” She caressed his muscular shoulders. They were pleasing in a very masculine sort of way. This Breed was quite a specimen. He thrust hard a few more times and came in a flood, filling her womb. She purred with satisfaction as she felt the wet release within her channel. She thought he would leave her then, but he surprised her by staying, propping himself up on his hands as he loomed over her.

“I haven’t had a woman in years.” He kissed her once, gently. “Please forgive my bad manners.” He continued the kiss and nibbled on her skin, exciting her in ways she’d never experienced.

Truthfully, she was astounded by the Breed’s good manners. He was considerate of her comfort, releasing his power over her limbs at the first sign she wanted to be free. He was also well spoken and more intelligent than she’d been led to believe of the wild-living Breeds. His articulate descriptions of his past experiences would be helpful in her research and he appeared to have a quick mind, able to gather evidence and come to fast conclusions. It was all more than she’d hoped to find among the Breeds she’d selected for her experiments. He also had a great deal of stamina. She was surprised and pleased to feel him grow hard within her once more.

“When was the last time you had sex with a female?” He pushed himself up, rocking slowly within her as he met her eyes. “Since before your people’s attack on the Earth.”

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“It was a retuning, not an attack,” she felt compelled to say as he pulsed harder into her body. She was close to some peak she’d never climbed and didn’t want him to stop. He became ruthless in his thrusts as she urged him on. She was slave to her own body in those moments, the physical reaction from her pleasure centers making it hard to focus on the conversation. That had certainly never happened before.

But the Breed seemed not to experience the same difficulty. Curious.

“Maybe it was innocent from your perspective, but my great-grandfather was a Shaman. What your people did to the Earth changed it forever.” The Breed kept thrusting as she struggled to follow his words. “Your people killed many millions of sentient beings. It was wrong.” He seemed angry, but it only made her hotter as he thrust into her hard and fast now. She barely heard his words any longer, though somewhere in the back of her mind they were stored for later examination. She could only concentrate on the incredible sensations he was producing in her body.

With a pulse of telekinetic thought, Justin repositioned her legs around his waist, allowing him to push even more deeply into her. Still, he couldn’t quite reach the end of her gripping warmth. She was built extra long for a woman, with a long torso and long limbs. She had a long channel as well, her passage held him completely, but he missed feeling the ridge of a woman’s body up against the tip of his cock. He imagined what it would be like to fuck Janie this way, with her petite build, and it was enough to renew the fire in his veins.

But he’d be damned if he came again without bringing Mara off as well. He reached between them with one hand and teased her clit, watching in satisfaction as she jerked. A few moments of pinching her clit and she came with a squeal that nearly left him deaf. He powered through the discomfort in his ears and finished her with a thick load of cum she seemed to milk from him with her own powerful orgasm.

Her pussy was now so hot, it nearly scalded. Relief flooded him when he pulled out, releasing his mental hold on her legs. Justin flopped down at her side and shut his eyes, willing the strength back into his body. He

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had to find reserves of energy to make her come again and again, all night long. For one thing, Caleb expected no less. For another, she was the only willing female he’d encountered in years and he didn’t know when he might be so fortunate again. His cock needed as much as he could get from her to hold against the future when he would again be in the impossible situation of loving and desiring a woman he couldn’t have, but had to share the ranch with.

Plus, he knew he needed to somehow gain this woman’s sympathy. She was so analytical he could easily see her ordering all their deaths without a single shred of remorse. His family was at stake here. His beloved brothers as well as the woman he loved more than his own life. He would do anything?fuck anyone?to help keep them alive and safe. There was no question of leaving now. He would stay with Caleb, Mick and Jane, and see the family through the coming crisis.

With that thought firmly in mind, he turned back to the alien woman, noticing for the first time her pale blond locks had come loose from the intricate hairstyle, to drape enticingly around her head. She had beautiful features, if he could just overcome the cold, alien light in her pale blue eyes.

“Are you ready for more?” he asked bluntly, watching with satisfaction as her breath caught.

“Give me a moment more, then I will be ready for you again.” Her tone was clinical, almost detached, but her skin was hot when he reached out one hand to caress her nipples.

“What was that noise you made?”

“Did I hurt you?” she asked, a bit of calculation entering her expression.

Justin shrugged, palming one small breast now as he bent to lick the other one.

“No, I was just surprised. I’ve never heard a woman make such a racket before, and I thought your people were noted for their beautiful voices.”

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“Powerful, if not always beautiful,” she agreed. “It is one of our many strengths, but also some would say, a weakness.”

“How so?” He nipped at her body, sliding two fingers into her wet pussy.

She shuddered at his slightly rough treatment, but answered his question. She was a regular font of information and he had to believe she was either so confident in her people’s strength she could discount any possible threat from his fellow survivors, or she intended to kill him when this was over. He could believe either one from this alien woman. He’d be on his guard, but would get as much information as he possibly could to bring back to Caleb. It was his mission and he hadn’t failed his family yet.

As a sort of insurance, he used his lesser talent of telepathy to send out a silent call to Mick. Mick was the only one who might be able to hear him over this distance. And Mick could be trusted to pass on whatever information Justin could send him telepathically if this bitch really did plan to kill him after he had served his purpose.

“We vibrate on a higher energy level than your human ancestors.” He could barely believe she was answering his question so calmly while writhing in pleasure from the fingers he was stroking in her pussy.

“Our explorers were treated to survive it, but we had to retune this planet’s energies before the majority of our people could be comfortable here.”

Justin settled himself between her legs. This time he didn’t have to use his telekinetic powers to keep her legs spread wide. No, this time, she did it eagerly.

“So that’s what the crystal bombardment was all about?” She nodded and moaned, the sound having an otherworldly quality to it as he slid into her. She was even hotter than before and he pushed her hard and fast toward orgasm. Each of his powerful thrusts drew a cry from her lips, lifting her off the bed, but he couldn’t come, even though she found her pleasure twice at least, ringing his ears with her loud cries each time.

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He withdrew. When she would have reached for him, he used his gift to immobilize her. With just his thoughts, he turned her over on her stomach, raising her slim ass in the air. He rubbed his cock over the line of her spread buttocks and down into her as she began to tremble again.

“Don’t worry. You’re going to love this. Trust me.”

“What are you going to do?” That damned clinical tone was in her voice again and it grated on his nerves.

“Have you ever been fucked in the ass?”

Her pussy clenched around him and he could tell the idea excited her.

“I need your sperm in my womb,” she reminded him and he was taken aback at how adamant she sounded. The last thing he wanted to do was antagonize her.

“Maybe later then.” He nipped gently where her shoulder joined her long neck as he drove in deeper.

Several hard thrusts later, he came hard within her as she shuddered with release. He let go then, allowing her to roll away. She lay on her back, watching him with those calculating eyes in a way he didn’t like.

“What is that symbol on your chest? Were you born with it?” Justin laughed at her assumption. “No, ma’am. It’s a tattoo. An artist drew it on me over several days using a needle to inject ink into my skin.”

She trailed her hand over the design, particularly the dragon’s tail that wound around and around down past his navel to the base of his cock.

“Why? What does it mean?”

“It’s a dragon?a mythological creature that breathes fire and symbolizes strength. I liked the design and I was young and somewhat foolish. It hurt like hell when the artist was doing the work and for a few days later, but she made it up to me.”

“A woman did this?” Mara seemed fascinated.

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Justin nodded with a smile of remembrance. “Jolea was very talented in many ways. I let her talk me into this as a way to keep my mind off other things.”

“But she is not your mate?”

Justin shrugged. “As far as I know, she died in the cataclysm. She didn’t have any psychic gifts that I saw and she lived on the West coast. Chances are she died in the tsunamis.”

“You said you hadn’t had a woman in a long time. So then you are unmated?”

“I don’t have a wife.” Justin found it disconcertingly easy to talk to this woman, whom he didn’t know from Adam. Probably because she was a stranger and would never be part of his life, he felt free to tell her things that he normally would keep inside. “But I am in love. I’ve loved one woman for just about as long as I can remember, but she’s not mine.”

“You’ve never had sex with her and still you claim to love her?” Mara sounded genuinely interested.

Justin faced her. “I don’t know much about your people, but humans form very strong emotional attachments to each other and to places and things. We love freely and most of us love very deeply. I grew up with Jane and I’ve loved her for many, many years.”

“Then why can’t you have her? Is she dead?”

Justin shook his head, his eyes dropping. “She belongs to my brother.”

“So why can’t you share her?”

Justin looked up at the puzzled alien woman asking the question that had plagued him ever since Caleb began to hint that maybe Jane would be willing.

“In the old days,” he tried to explain, “when there were about equal numbers of men and women, most civilized people believed that one man and one woman formed the family unit with their children. A man and woman would get married and their union would be legally recognized by the state and everyone else. Before your people came, Jane married my

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brother. They are together and faithful to each other according to the old traditions.”

“But I’ve noted in my research that many Breed men will share the same woman.” She looked simultaneously confused and fascinated, as if the survivors of humanity were lab subjects to be studied.

“Only out of desperation. Most women in the old days would have only one man after they married him.

They might have sex with others before marriage, as did men, but after marriage, they were supposed to be faithful to each other.”

“This is fascinating. I had no idea. But why do you cling to the old ways? Surely you realize your world has changed?”

“Out of respect for Jane and for my brother, Caleb. Though Caleb said something very similar to what you just said the last time I saw him. I’m beginning to think that maybe my frustration and anger at not being able to have a woman of my own is affecting Jane. She’s a strong empath, you see. She can feel what I feel, even from afar. I think my presence is hurting her.”

“And you don’t want to hurt her?” Mara was savoring the idea as if it were a foreign concept. Justin thought perhaps it was a good thing to give this alien woman a true idea of the emotions humans—or Breeds, as she called them—dealt with. Maybe he could win her sympathy, or maybe a little understanding if she was truly as cold as she seemed.

“It hurts me to hurt her. I would give everything I am to keep her safe and happy.”

“I never knew how devoted Breeds could be to their mates. It explains a great deal.”

“Your people don’t feel as strongly as we do?” Justin wasn’t sure if she would answer his question, but thought it was worth a try to ask. Caleb had sent him here to gather information and he’d do his best to learn as much as possible while he had the chance.