1 [Sienna] Bunnies Don't Lay Eggs But... Aliens Do
Bunnies Don’t Lay Eggs… But Aliens do.
Quick intro: Sienna loved to watch the sunset from her rooftop, which made it super easy to be abducted by aliens. As an avid romance reader, she thinks the tall and Sexy Rabbit-like alien is going to claim her as his mate and travel the galaxy with her. Sadly, her fantasy is crushed when he unceremoniously handcuffs her and leaves her with a group of slavers on a hostile planet.
Thinking all hope is lost, she awaits her coming doom, but when she’s purchased by an undercover agent that looks like the sexiest raptor-insect combo she could have ever dreamt up, she begins to hope again. Yes, he claims to be her mate, and she is all for it. He, however, needs a bit more convincing…
Words To Know:
Zen: The MMC is a Xarken, a raptor/insectoid man that may or may not have had “some” inspiration from a certain popular anime that often has aliens and neglectful fathers that are somehow still the heroes (I’m just Sayan). He doesn’t often express much emotion and is hard to read. He is a deadly warrior, sent to the Space Station planet (I swear I’ll come up with a better name later, lol.) to uncover a dastardly slaving ring.
Sienna: The FMC is a bookish human woman that longs to be abducted by aliens and have an out of this world romance. She is a bit quirky and is always looking on the bright side. She also has no qualms about going after who or what she wants, at least since she’s left Earth. While she is shy on her own, being near Zen makes her damn near fearless.
Frack: Obviously it's Fuck in Xarken. That one shouldn’t be too hard to remember.
Sword: What a Xarken calls his dick, though he ends up calling it a cock anyways.
Aela: My everything, or mate, beloved, etc. in Xarken.
[Further on in the story, the couple finally gets to relax and truly be together. They have entered their private quarters on the Space Station Planet and are about to have sex together for the first time.]
*Sienna*
Zen was so tall she could just barely kiss the chitin that encased his beautifully sculpted chest, leaving her lips closer to below his ribs, or, where she thought his ribs might be. She could tell that he was taken by surprise when she dragged her tongue up the center, noting how stiff he had become, only the fluttering of his dragon fly like wings truly giving away his excitement.
“You’re sure?” His deep, melodic voice resonated through her bones, making her shiver with anticipation.
“Yes, I’m sure. I’ve been sure. Now please. Let me see you.”
She looked up at him to gauge his expression, which was very hard to do when his species was well known for their composure, but she knew she was wearing him down. It was only a matter of time. He gave an adorable little head tilt and studied her with his slanted red eyes that were slit like a predator and narrowed to enhance his glorious cheek bones. It was as if the top half of his face was a mask, separated by lines and a different shade of green than below his nose. Said nose was pointed yet didn’t protrude all that much. It was alluringly alien, along with his eyes that had once unsettled her, but now bore into her very soul with a hunger so deep he looked like a man- er, male starved.
He was still, just a moment longer, then nodded and stepped back. She had heard that his thick chitin was merely like armor to him, but actually seeing it? She marveled at the sight, watching it part at the front and down the middle, then he shrugged it off like a coat. She sucked in a harsh breath at the sight before her. Sienna thought he was sexy with the armor on, but without that thick barrier she could see that he was hiding a masterpiece. “Can I… touch you?” She asked tentatively.
He nodded and let out his next words in a shaky voice. “Please…”
It was a tortured plea, and without a second thought, she closed the space between them and placed her hand on his firm chest. His build was like a ninja and a gladiator combined, and he was a bit lighter green under the armor. His flesh was still quite hard, but smoother in some areas than others. In the rougher areas he had swirling marks that cascaded all the way from his collar and down his thick thighs. She gulped, seeing a very visible bulge at his groin, yet it seemed his cock was still concealed. She smirked and licked down the center of his chest and over the ripples of his firm abs. While she had never been very bold on Earth, there was something about being around Zen that made her feel like she could do anything.
“What are you…?” He asked in tortured confusion, seemingly attempting to stifle his moans, but couldn’t bear to hold back when her tongue ran over a very thin line just above his groin. The bulge instantly increased in size, and she became giddy, her desire to finally see his cock nearly driving her mad.
“Let me see it, Zen. Please. Just a taste.” She wanted a lot more than a taste, but she understood he needed a bit more… motivation. His kind’s females weren’t like humans, from what she’d heard, and didn’t show even close to this level of intimacy.
His ridged brows furrowed in confusion but he sighed in defeat, and his cock began to slowly protrude. It wasn’t at all what she was expecting, but she found that it may just be even better than her fantasies. The pointed, bulbous head emerged first in an almost teardrop shape in a green closer to the color of his chitin armor, and proceeded to darken as it went down. His cock had thick swirling ridges like on the rest of his body, but the largest of him began to make her mouth go dry. He was so big that there was no way she wasn’t going to feel some pain, but she was perfectly fine with that. Even at her uncomfortable crouch, her hips began to squirm, feeling her panties dampen at just the sight. She heard him inhale deeply, then he started to purr; a deep rumbling sound with almost a chitter laced into it. When he had first made the noise it surprised her, but now that she knew it meant he was either turned on or even just trying to comfort her, she swore her panties dampened even more every time she heard it.
His cock was almost fully out of its pocket now, and she noticed there was a slight bump up at the top center, but her curiosity of that was short lived because that’s when she noticed the thick bulge at his base nearly the size of a baseball. Her pussy clenched on nothing, wondering how good that would feel once she was stretched well enough. She couldn’t help it. The moment he was done “growing” she took her tongue to the tip and ran it through the tiny slit there. He groaned and quickly gripped her hair, the sharp sting of his claws against her scalp only spurring her onward.
So she licked down, slowly and around every swirling ridge. She shivered, wondering how they would feel inside her.
As she worked her tongue all around his cock, it started to get slick with some sort of light green liquid.
Curious, she gave the liquid a rough lick, then gasped at the same time he did, though for an entirely different reason. He tasted almost like a Caramel Apple, a sweet and sour combination that made her eyes roll back in her head, her tongue tingling a little as she gently lapped at it. It seemed to produce all around him, most likely from tiny glans she couldn’t see.
He groaned, his head leaning back a bit, the bite from his tightening grip feeling like pure bliss.
“That’s my oils, preparing to loosen up my female for me,” he spoke as if reading her mind.
She gulped, filled with both nervousness and excitement, and looked up at him, his eyes blazing into hers like an inferno. Then she smirked and opened her mouth wide. Without warning, she sucked the tip into her mouth and he gave an involuntary thrust.
“Frack! Siiiienna,” her name was practically hissed out as he continued to spout curses that she had no hope of recognizing, even with the translator implant.
Suddenly, she was scooped up into his arms and thrown onto the gel-like bed, making her move up and down a little like she was riding a wave. He approached her with purpose, eyes glowing, almost appearing angry, which momentarily caused her to tense up. Had she done something wrong? As he towered over her, he took one singular claw and gently traced it down her body, lightly ripping her clothing as he went until he was able to grip the pieces firmly and pull them apart, ensuring that she was nude within a moment. She didn't care for that generic grey body suit they gave her, anyways.
