Dangerous Attraction

The day had started out just like any other day. Nothing had strayed from her usual routine and nothing out of the ordinary had happened, but there was a tight feeling in her chest and it felt like there were butterflies trapped in her stomach and every now and then, icy finger tips danced up and down her spine. For the entire day she waited, looking out of her window at the sullen winter landscape, each time expecting to see something out of the ordinary, but each time she was wrong.

Once the sun began to set, the woman shrugged and sank down into her couch with a sigh as she curled up under a blanket to ward off the icy cold weather. Perhaps this time woman’s intuition had been wrong, and it was just a day like any other. Nothing but a silly feeling of foreboding that had dogged her all day, but in the end it had no substance. The mindless chatter of the television filled the silence of the darkening room as outside the sun began to set.

Suddenly, there was a blinding light and the sky looked like it was on fire. Red light seeped in through the window, coating the woman who trembled in fear in bright crimson. She scrambled from the sofa and ran to the window to see a large fire ball hurtling towards the earth. What had started off as a tiny dot of light was getting closer and closer until she could see the large ball of blazing flame charging towards a distant field.

The impact of the blazing object hitting the earth rocked the ground and her little house shook violently, sending her falling backwards onto the floor. With a startled yelp, she rolled quickly out of the way as her bookcase toppled over, threatening to crush her.

Trembling slightly and biting her lip the woman dragged herself to her feet, clinging to the windowsill to help her stay on her feet. That feeling was back again. She had been right, something big was happening.

No sooner had the vibrations stopped she was thrusting her feet into her boots and throwing on her coat. She did not stop to think that she might be in any danger or that if something bad did happen, there was no one about to help her, all she knew was that her curiosity must be sated. She ran to the field as fast as her feet would carry her, her breath coming out in little fogs of cloud and her heart hammering in her chest.

The crater was huge. It had eaten up almost the entirety of the field, and something large and round lay smoking in its depths. The woman edged slowly forward and peered into the clearing smoke to take a better look at the large metal object. Once the smoke had cleared, she noticed that the large object had a door and it was wide open. Inside there was a chair that took up the entire space and what looked to be a control panel on one of the curved walls.

She had discovered what looked to be an alien space ship. She gasped and took a step back, but yelped in surprise when her back hit something warm and solid. Trembling softly, she held her breath and slowly turned around. A tall man with wildly spiked hair and a broad muscled body stood directly behind her. There was a flash of white teeth as a grin spread across his scarred face and her shoulders were gripped by strong hands and something wrapped tightly around her waist causing her to be pressed tightly up against the strange man.

“What planet is this?”

His voice held the rumble of a growl as black fathomless eyes glared down at the frightened woman.

“E..Earth..”

The grin was replaced with a look of smug satisfaction and what looked to be a long brown tail tightened further around her waist.

“Perfect...”

The long furry tail slipped slowly from around her waist, the tip sliding tantalisingly under her coat and pyjama top to flick almost playfully over her stomach. The strange man’s hands slid down from her shoulders and took her delicate wrists roughly in his large hands, causing the woman to cry out a little in pain. He grunted, and surprisingly his grip became gentler as he remembered that Earthlings were weak, and easily broken. A slow seductive smirk played on his full sensuous lips as the tail wrapped itself tightly around her wrists, effectively binding her.

She could not speak, she could not move. Her breath was stolen as she stared up at the beautiful, yet feral looking man who held her prisoner. His midnight eyes narrowed suddenly and his head jerked upwards, looking behind her. She heard it then, the voices of curious neighbours finally venturing out to see what had caused the explosion. The man sneered, pulling his lips back once again showing pearly white teeth, and she noticed fearfully that his canines were pointed and looked sharp.

“Woman... which building is yours?”

Those eyes were upon her again, burning into her very soul with dark fire. She swallowed hard and tried to speak, but could not find her voice. Instead, she edged around him and gestured to her house with her bound wrists. Before she could react, she was scooped up into strong, warm arms and a large hand clamped over her mouth. She could no longer feel the earth beneath her feet, and the wind roared around them as they rocketed into the skies.

Unable to grab onto the hard warm body that held her captive, she screamed into the hand over her mouth in fear and shock, her feet flailing desperately needing something solid beneath the. Warm breath tickled her ear as a dark little chuckle escaped the man’s lips, and his voice growled out making her entire body tense.

“Hush now, Little One... it will be over soon...”

True to his word, no sooner had he spoken he landed nimbly in her back garden and placed her firmly back on her feet. She staggered a little and looked up at him as he smirked down at her, his arms crossed over his broad chest and his legs apart in an arrogant stance of power.

“Well... aren’t you going to invite me in?”

She looked down at the tail which was still wrapped firmly around her wrists and lifted her arms up towards the smirking man with her head cocked quizzically to one side. Licking her lips nervously she somehow found her voice.

“Are you going to let me go?”

One jet black eyebrow raised in surprise and the smirk wavered a little. He had thought that he had intimidated her into complete submission, causing her to be speechless and easily toyed with, but here she was asking him useless questions. But still... it would be interesting to see what she would do.

With his smirk back in full force, he slipped his furry tail away from her wrists, freeing her from his iron like grasp. The woman sighed in relief, then swiftly turned on her heel and began to run full pelt back towards the field where she knew there were people gathering. Unfortunately for her, she didn’t get very far. The warm strong arms were suddenly around her once again and she was swept off her feet. A pained yelp was dragged from her throat as she was slammed back into her back door, the beautiful, yet terrifying man pinning her with his heated muscular body. She closed her eyes and trembled softly as his warm lips brushed against her ear.

“Silly little girl... now what made you think you could get away from me, hmmm?”

She swallowed hard and her breath came out in little shuddering gasps. The woman was afraid, so very very afraid. But there was something about this man, something about him that drew her to his feral, dangerous nature.

“Now... let us go inside before anyone notices anything is wrong. Are you alone?”

She gave a sharp little nod and her voice came out in a strangled whisper.

“Yes.”

Battle calloused fingers gently lifted her chin so that she was looking up into his black eyes which were blazing with amusement, and something else.

“Good...”

She turned and opened the door which she had forgotten to lock on her way out and led the way inside. The tall, broad man seemed to fill the entirety of her small narrow corridor and so she quickly led him into the kitchen which was the largest room in her modest little house. The woman could not help but sneak a glance at the man as he curiously wandered around her kitchen, opening drawers and cupboards and poking around in the fridge.

Now they were stood under the bright lights of her kitchen, she could get a better look at him, and he took her breath away. Large thick muscle rippled under honey coloured skin, and his wildly spiked hair was inky black, and despite its gravity defying style she imagined it to be as soft as cat’s fur. His upper body was encased in what looked to be some kind of armour, but it left his heavily muscled arms bare for her eyes to feast upon. His pants were so tight she could see every contour and line of his body and she felt a blush creeping over her face as he bent over to peek into one of the lower cupboards, allowing her the perfect view of his backside.

Suddenly he turned around and fixed her with a steely glare before grabbing one of her dining table chairs and sitting heavily down. The chair creaked, but thankfully did not break. He grunted and placed his feet up on the table and crossed his arms.

“I am hungry. Fix me something to eat.”

He sat there glaring at her expectantly and she could do nothing but stare dumbly at him. She suddenly felt very uncomfortable stood before him in her pyjamas, hiking boots and big coat. She must be mad, wishing she was dressed in something a little more desirable whilst in the presence of a dangerous, what she assumed to be, alien.

“Woman! I said, I was hungry!”

His gruff voice startled her out of her day dreams and without thinking she burst into action, grabbing things from the fridge and began to make sandwiches. Her hands shook and her mouth was dry as hundreds of carnal images of heaving flesh, and sweating bodies filled her mind. She wondered what he would sound like. Would he be the strong silent type, or would his whispered groans fill the air?

The man had been leaning back in the chair with his eyes closed as the woman busied herself with making him food. But his eyes slowly opened and a seductive little smirk played on his lips as the scent of her arousal filled the air. Whilst he was stuck here, he saw no reason in why he couldn’t have a little fun... He silently stalked up behind her and placed his hands either side of her body, gripping the counter. She gasped as she felt his hard body pressing into her back and pinning her to the counter. She bit her lip and swallowed down the little yelp of surprise as she felt his large, thick erection pressing insistently against her.

Her fist clenched around the knife she held, not sure if she wanted to defend herself from his advances or not. But she was not given time to make that decision, as the man easily wrestled the knife from her hand and drove it hard into the wooden surface up to the handle. She jumped in shock and tried to move away, but the hand gripped the counter once more and he pressed his body firmly into hers.

He pressed his face into her hair and breathed in deeply. Her scent was intoxicating, he wanted to surround himself in it and luxuriate in its lustful promise. A low growl trickled from his lips as he nibbled gently on her ear. She closed her eyes and allowed her head to fall back onto his broad muscled chest, causing him to chuckle softly and begin to trail little kisses, bites and feather light licks down her neck.

Those large, strong hands slid from the counter, up her arms and rested for a moment on her narrow shoulders, before gripping the coat and pulling it roughly down with a growl. He threw the garment to the other side of the kitchen and slipped one hand up underneath her pyjama top. The other hand wrapped her long hair around its fingers and tugged her head to the side, exposing the snowy white skin of her neck.

Her chest was heaving as she struggled to breathe normally. She knew what she was doing was madness, but his mere touch sent sparks of electricity through her body and made the most sensitive parts of her body tingle with anticipation. She had never been so aroused in her life, as much as she feared him; she wanted him so much more. The hand that had slipped underneath her pyjama top pressed up against her right breast and squeezed it roughly, causing her to cry out. His teeth gripped the collar of her top and he wrenched his head sharply to one side, causing the garment to tear, baring her shoulder and half her back to him.

He bit down hard on her shoulder, just enough to hurt but not to draw blood. She cried out again and could feel her knees buckling beneath her, but the hand on her breast tightened around her, not allowing her to fall. He removed his hand from her hair, and with a snarl swiped everything on the counter onto the floor and roughly turned the woman around to face him. A low rumbling growl began deep in his throat, causing his broad chest to vibrate. He gripped her hips and lifted her onto the now clear counter before forcing her legs apart and settling himself against her.

His midnight eyes burned into hers, filled with lust and feral desire as he threaded his fingers into her long hair once more and dragged her towards him, crushing his lips against hers. Before she knew what she was doing, she wrapped her arms around his thick neck and pressed her body wantonly against his. Her fingers slid up his heated flesh and dove into his thick spiked hair. She had been wrong, it wasn’t as soft as cat fur, it was far softer. She moaned into his mouth as his strong hands tore away what remained of her top and massaged her full breasts. Battle calloused fingers rolled and pinched her nipples until the little red buds ached in both pain and pleasure.

He tore his mouth from her hers and trailed hot, sweet kisses down her neck, stopping only to nibble and lick at her collar bone before moving further down and taking one aching nipple into his hot mouth. She threw her head back and gasped as he sank his teeth into her breast whilst licking and sucking on the pert nipple. Pulling back, he laved her breast with his tongue before moving onto the other and bestowing his attention upon it. His bites and kisses were getting more savage by the moment, and she yelped in pain as he sank his teeth deep into her breast.

One hand travelled down to her pants and gripped the waist band before tearing the offending garment away, leaving her bare to him. Feeling a little braver, she reached up to his shoulders and began to unfasten the straps that held his armour on. He smirked down at her and began to nibble down her jaw bone as his fingers delved into her heated sex and stroked tiny circles over her clit.

She clenched her teeth against the shuddering moan that threatened to escape her lips and stuck to the task at hand. Soon she was rewarded, as the armour fell off his heavily muscled body and landed on the kitchen floor with a loud clatter. Slipping her hand into his tight pants, she curled her fingers around his erection, and blushed bright crimson when she realised she couldn’t get her fingers all the way around him. Huge just didn’t seem to describe it properly.
A low growl trickled from his lips as she began to stroke him and he began to involuntarily thrust into her hand. He slipped two fingers deep inside her whilst his thumb continued to stroke her clit.

She grasped his shoulder with her free hand and moaned wantonly into his neck as she felt herself moving against him, urging him to move faster. He gave her a devilish grin and licked her lower lip before capturing it with his teeth. He did not want to wait any more. He wanted to be inside his little earth pet now. Dragging her hand away from his cock, he pulled the tight material down over his hips and grabbed her buttocks.

Her eyes widened with shock and desire as she felt the tip of him nudging her entrance and then threw her head back and let out a long haggard moan as he thrust into her up to the hilt. She wrapped her legs tightly around his waist and locked her ankles tightly above his tail, holding on for dear life as he thrust into her hard and fast. The soft growling noise that he had been making before now sounded more like the purr of a contented cat as their bodies joined together.

She bit her lip against the surprised little yelp that nearly leapt from her throat as his long furry tail slid in between their sweating bodies and began to firmly stroke her clit as they fucked. He took her throat gently in one hand and pushed her back so that she was now laid on the counter, her head cushioned by one of her cook books on the windowsill. He looked over his prize with smug satisfaction and his mouth descended upon her breasts once again. Her orgasm was building deep within her like a fire that would not be put out. She felt half out of her mind, like she was going crazy with pleasure. The force with which he took her hurt a little, but it just seemed to add to the excitement, fuelling her pleasure further.

There was a sickening crack as the man’s fist came smashing down onto the counter, making the wooden surface splinter and concave. He held her to him, crushing her against his chest as he came. He let out a growling groan and spilled his seed deep within her, closely followed by her who snatched up his hair in a death grip and screamed her pleasure.

The man collapsed panting on top of her, laying his head upon her heaving breasts and gently stroking her hair. Licking her lips she finally found her voice.

“Who are you?”

“Bardock.”

“What are you?”

Black eyes looked mockingly down at her and a slow devilish smirk crept across his lips.

“You don’t want to know...”