By Zorack
I don't think even the electron whip made me so ... so ...
Shit, I didn't even have the words to know what I felt.
Remorse?
I did not do this! Please say I didn't do that.
Let Max and the entire crew burn in hell. Hell security protocol. It was only 24 hours, wasn't it? Since when had I started to behave like an awkward kid and excited about the first skirt-tailed female I saw?
-We can stop for a while and maybe you want to rest. - My voice was a source of pride without showing how I felt. You must be ..., sweetie, I ...
Awkward and putting my feet in my hands.
Silence! I hated the silence of our steps through the air ducts. The girl could not remain silent forever. It was worse. She completely ignored me and couldn't even blame her, could she? I was beginning to discover that there was something that didn't like much more than her dyeing her hair. Did I say I hate it when she won't let me touch her?
Imagining Angel as Ravenack's lover moved me and there was no point in denying it.
Fuck, I know I did everything wrong. You could help. I'm trying...
Apologize? And where had my plans for revenge gone?
I'm just a goddamn slave who bargained for freedom on the promise to deliver you to Ravenack. Before, I just wanted revenge. And that changed, I don't know-how.
I saw Angel stumble tired with slow steps and it was the most frustrated attempt of my life to try to help her. The eyes were gleaming and dark as they looked at me with contempt. She dodged me immediately.
-No, don't you dare ... Don't touch me! Get your hands off me.
I stared at her without words. Okay, I deserved all that and more. Only, anyone makes mistakes. I could have sworn Spike was Angel's lover. Hell curse! The natives on that planet did not appear to have any problems with changing body fluids. Of course, I had imagined that with Angel things would not be different.
She ignored me as if I even existed. I closed my mouth hard with an enviable list of bad words. Nobody did that to me. No one. Well, maybe Klaus .... Shit! Was I really thinking about Klaus?
She looks just like klaus! What a curse!
It was the same annoying way. Klaus always knew how to get what he wanted. Most of our fights were because of your jealousy. I looked at Angel with as much patience as possible. If Klaus was still alive ...
What did I think anyway?
My life had no place for marriage as humans knew it. First, there were my amorous adventures. I was the type of guy who liked to live dangerously. My life at the Academy might not be dangerous, but the double life of someone linked to smuggling in the Neutral Market in the N'Tirlay quadrant? I could consider it a miracle that was still alive with so many people hunting me. And there was a reward for my capture. If they found out who I was ...
Our customs in Édrin were quite different.
What humans could call marriage ... It was not any case of compatibility for species hybridization. It was more. Genetic studies showed that genetic inheritance for those who were gifted with skills was transmitted by female gametes.
Damn, she was no longer a child. It shouldn't be for the time in our world. Time is not exactly the same anywhere in the Universe. 50 cycles had passed. Angel was no longer a child at all and was even behaving like an unfortunate human adolescent. "You can drive anyone crazy."
It was the old history of genetic inheritance linked to the chromosome. There were genes inherited only by men, being transmitted directly from parents to children. ... And the mental ability to manipulate physical energy seemed to be linked to a female's chromosomes.
How had Angel lived for sixteen years without anyone finding her organism different from the rest? Now, what can I say? Edrians were still similar to the same gene pairs of the human species. No one knew how they managed to hybridize one of ours with K'Aldriants' genetic material.
And my expectations to relieve all the tension that the girl brought me had been the biggest failure of my life. I was getting pretty good at doing nonsense after she had come.
Everything, but everything because of the hothead. I was never very good at accepting provocations. Hearing the girl compare me to Ravenack. It had been my disaster.
Well, you shouldn't! "She had shouted, sketching her angry expressions." I should have let this Ravenack do whatever I wanted. He wouldn't be ...
-Damn it! I just tried ...- my words got stuck in my throat.
It was going to be the greatest luck of my life Angel to let me get close again.
"Well, you're just a coward for fear of these ... Lax! At the very least, you should know how to treat a woman!"
It's all right. I had really lost my mind. It was the thought of me defeated while listening to the words in my mind echoing over and over.
I saw the girl move with difficulty and pain. The theatrical and erotic scene came back to me when she entered that miserable bathroom. The sheet that slipped without the girl or calling when closing the door indifferent to my calls. I had cursed myself like a convict at seeing the blood marks.
There I started to think about why sex was not satisfactory as it should be. Ah, Scarllet ... I closed my eyes, gritting my teeth in anger and frustration over Angel. I was not in love with that unbearable brat. Not at all.
"You are despicable! You lost all sense if you think that ..."
I didn't use to make mistakes like that. I could have sworn the girl was fully experienced in sex matters. I mumbled low. She at first despite the anger had reacted ... I closed my eyes again, and her moans before pleasure still echoed in my ears.
"You shouldn't! should have let this Ravenack do whatever he wanted. He wouldn't be ..."
I had felt her fear. Right at the start, she was just moaning as I rubbed against her, smoothing her buttocks. Anger and lust left me ready to explode.
I should have and could have prepared you better. Only I was rubbing my hips on that ass. And doing everything not to come, while rubbing her skin up and down with my swollen, rigid penis.
I had even imagined putting myself in that pussy and burying myself there to give vent to lust. Curse. It had gone in the wrong direction. That anus ... I noticed the girl catching herself the instant she understood what was going to happen. At first, I just wanted to circle your little hole and start sticking it very slowly without stopping the provocations in your pleasure center. She got to lock her buttocks, squeezing my dick and I started to apply pressure. She had fought to expel me. Ah, hell! With the pressure, soon my cock passed through the tight sphincter and I could hear her cry of pain when I advanced all the way inside her.
It was useless to try to stay still, even though the urge was too much to move. From then on, any caress failed to make her relax. I was on the verge of pleasure when my dick touched her ass. That wonderful ass ...
She had reacted in the most unexpected way that I could expect. Suddenly the girl relaxed in my arms and I even thought that she had accepted me completely.
Hallucinated, I had lifted myself up, holding the weight of my body in my arms and hitting my hips on that ass hard with every deep thrust. I wanted Angel there on all fours, screaming and enjoying myself.
Damn the devils! It was by no means my intention to hurt the girl. I didn't even notice that my thrusts in its rear opening hurt her, enjoying the limit of my strength and still collapsing inside her.
Of course, with the damn lust overpowering me, I had hurt the girl. No female before had despised my attentions after sex. Or ignored. I usually had a headache to escape them. That hellish and provocative girl who took on the look of an offended schoolgirl as well as having the mentality like anyone her age on Earth pretended I didn't even exist.
I felt like a condemned man. She could have screamed and cursed me. Her hurt and disappointed look at that moment so fast ... The lovely green sparkling eyes. They had been my undoing. I couldn't even block her from getting out of bed. I was overwhelmed to understand what had done. I could have tried to do anything to redeem myself from the damn mistake.
I was ready to embrace her and ask for forgiveness. Nestle her against me and make sure the intimate contact was much better than what I had shown her and I couldn't. I lay there listening to the muffled sobs as if the whip descended relentlessly on my skin.
In love?
Was I really in love with a teenager?
Since when had that happened without my noticing so much nonsense? It was not part of my plans to fall in love with anyone again after Klaus.
Rays! In Édrin she would already be a married woman with companions. There was the dominant male who should choose the mate capable of protecting a female for coexistence, guaranteeing her safety and the lineage of our race. A marriage always involved two males and a female because of children. And she didn't even know how our planet's customs worked.
-Angel, we need to talk ....
Damn annoying silence. I was not used to being ignored at all. My orders were clear and carried out without question. At least when I was not in the service of the Academy. could use the mental power to manipulate her will, making it more reasonable to hear explanations. Of course, could if Angel didn't seem to be as immune as Klaus had been.
Damn it! What a mess! Excuses?! What explanation will I find?
-We have nothing to talk about. - Angel spoke in a cold, neutral voice. - Just find a way to get out of the two of these mazes and take me home. I want to go home!
Home?
What a joke! But what house? I scratched my head resigned to her manner. Just like Klaus. I was in too much trouble.
"What did you expect, Zorack?"
-My dear ... - I spoke velvety in an attempt to overcome the barrier that she had erected. -Sweetie, I don't think you understand yet ...
That beautiful, prancing rear had been my undoing. The feeling of being buried in that tight ass with her squeezing me even more ...
-I WANT TO GO HOME! - Angel screamed suddenly giving in to emotions.
-Angel ... I can't. Probably everything you know and call home has been destroyed., baby. - I tried to soften the tone of voice. I went on with all the persuasion: I don't think you understand it yet. Outside that ship, there's a damn pandemic that won't keep anyone safe. It won't be like the others you've met. It won't be COVID-19. And not even 20.
Angel looked at me skeptically.
- We managed to beat COVID. We create vaccines! It was eighteen months without studying and in the damn social isolation, but we did it. Let's go too ...- Angel crossed her arms against the body, undecided to believe me.
"Not? Is it the type that can provoke, perhaps let you see and not touch?"
"I don't want this and ..."
"Same? I think you would prefer that irritating boy then? Or maybe it is more ambitious. Ravenack."
I rolled my eyes cursing my bad luck. It was enough to have made some adjustments to the coordinates of the space-time probability generator. Why hadn't I safely taken the girl from the hellish planet before? The unfortunate guidelines of not changing the temporal space conjecture ...
-Rays! It won't work like that. They will not have eighteen months for testing, vaccines, or even isolation. Don't know or know ... Mercy ... As soon as K'Aldriants arrive ... your planet ...
I suddenly shut up. Her wide eyes for the first time really seemed to see me. And it was another curse. She looked like someone in shock. I didn't want to say more than she should have known. Not when we didn't know how your organism would react with hybridization chip inhibitors.
-What will happen when they arrive? Angel bit her lip apprehensively. - Are you trying to suggest ... This is not a story of the apocalypse of the stars. They can be friendly and ...
I lost my temper and my hands gripped her arms more tightly than I wanted when I shook her to understand my words. And I swore loudly when noticed the girl biting her lips when my eyes fell on the white skin marked by my fingers.
- They won't be friendly, Cailín. They never are. - I replied with more bitterness than I wished there. - They're predators! They will change everything your world knows about the food chain. Humanity will be lucky not to be extinct when the old freighter reaches the quadrant and manages to rescue 3,000 survivors.
Please. Don't make me tell. Don't need to know...
It was exactly as if Klaus were in front of me and forcing me to move into unknown territory.
The tests were conclusive by collecting his blood. Purposeful exposure to the virus ...
Klaus in an instant of apathy had only looked at me with absolute disbelief.
"Come on, baby. Not always exposure to the virus ..."
He had tried to convince me that everything would be okay when he knew it wasn't true.
The inevitable certainty of his imminent death had made me what I am today. I, in the marginality of the Confederation's guidelines, commercialize time-space. There were so many who tried to change their destiny. Change the past. Changing the weather always had unpleasant consequences.
I once again wondered why I hadn't taken advantage of it and returned to stop Klaus from being captured by Ravenack. Maybe if that damn day we hadn't argued ... If I had been a little more tolerant ... The field of probabilities was inexhaustible in my fault.
Why didn't I do it? There was a very important little detail when it came to space-time. Everything, but everything, seems to conspire for events to keep their course and not be changed.
Klaus had died in my arms. I had seen him agonize in terrible pain and hallucinations when the organism rejected a host's symbiosis. Naturally, he knew what his end would be. K'Aldriants had no appearance of their own.
They were creatures that reproduced by cloning and very quickly. That meant that in a short time if you were lucky enough to finish off one of them, several more would emerge. Furthermore, we had no really effective weapon against them. The attempt to create a biological weapon had not found any pathogen that could reach their genome.
I would just see him die again. That was why had the brilliant idea of the time loop ambush. Kalael would never rescue those humans. I would have the perfect opportunity for revenge.
For a long time, I thought that reaching Ravenack would be impossible. But even the strongest of all has weaknesses. Angel was his weak point. If I just killed her ...
Why didn't I do it?
There was the unfortunate detail that she was also my weak point. I burned with desire for a schoolgirl who still thought like a child. In love? I couldn't really be in love with her. Only the hurt looks made me burn a fire.
- Honey, I need you to trust me. There is no turning back. - My appeal was charged and frustrated. If there was only one chance ...
Angel seemed to be more fragile than ever that way. I was the most possessive type of guy. It aroused feelings in me that shouldn't have existed. And it was doom. My emotions were emerging without warning. And violent and intense.
-I want ... I want to go home! - Her voice was now shaky.
I could blow up the wretched kid if stayed close to her.
Without thinking much I pulled her to me, knowing the battle won.
Revenge plans?
My mouth sought my trembling lips with all the calm that I was forced to have. Her fullness moved me. There was nothing more pleasant than savoring that mouth ... Feeling the heat of her body ... And
There was an unexpected noise that made her cringe with fear, looking around. There were steps. I didn't even want to know who was approaching.
It was what Angel needed to slip out of my hands without giving chances for explanations and excuses.