Chapter Twenty-Two

Chapter Twenty-Two

Guardian Benefits

For the rest of the day, Grace worked on being comfortable with her new body. She practiced changing her looks between her original form and her silver Guardian figure. At first, the changes were just one part at a time. She'd look at her hand and will it to be the skin she was born with—First Realm—human flesh and bone. The first time it got all pink and perfect, she screeched and did a cha-cha dance down the hall.

The best part of that was hearing Raptor howl with laughter. Baby just rolled her eyes. The cat was pretty used to Grace's method of celebration.

Raptor told her when she mastered those and could hold her Earth form even in sleep, that he would get her pictures of other humanoid life forms so she could practice with more difficult body styles. Anytime they were in other Realms or on different planets, they would need to blend in with the natives.

He explained some forms were easy to mimic, with only a basic skin and hair color change. But he showed her some of the harder ones, and they looked freaking impossible.

As she practiced, he tried to tell her things that would be helpful for her new reality.

He explained her new body would function great on four hours of sleep, but she needed to eat four full meals and have two snacks a day, or her energy would bottom out. She discovered he was right when she got extremely tired and cranky until Raptor shoved a tomato sandwich into her hand and demanded she eat.

Jerky was a good snack. Some of the dehydrated food they had in the kitchen was horrible, even if it quieted her food cravings. The packages resembled MREs, with no need for a heat source. Just add water and press a button. They cooked in the pouch and tasted disgusting. She dumped most of hers in the garbage, and then Grace promptly moved the rest out of the kitchen and to a crate in the loading dock of the ship.

Right now, they had lots of fresh fruits, veggies, and meat. Raptor assured her they'd get more before they left. He simply wanted her to know where the dehydrated foods were located and how to prepare them. Fine, she knew where they were—in a dark corner of the loading dock. So, unless something drastic happened, she wouldn't have to eat any of that crap.

It made sense to her to carry jerky and granola bars in her pockets at all times. Because her increased need for nourishment would never go away. Once she had more time in this body, she'd figure out exactly what she needed.

Looking in the mirror, she sighed. This wasn't working. She could go from silver to her human body in a flash. She knew what she looked like when she did that. Easy Peasy . Now she was trying to go from her original Earth body back to the tall, slender, almost statuesque silver Guardian form. She had to add about two feet to her 5‘5" frame and take off almost a foot in body width. Then extend the length of her fingers and arms, not to mention turn everything silver.

She'd mastered doing the bits and pieces, but putting everything together was just weird. She could do a partial change, but when she switched to the next part, she couldn't hold the first bit. Every time she caught sight of her weirdly stretched body in the mirror, she popped back into normal-Grace mode.

"Damnit."

Raptor walked into her storage room, where she was standing naked in front of the mirror, and smiled at her. "You're thinking too much, trying too hard. Remember when I said that we would move on to other forms once you could keep your human form even in sleep?"

She nodded and frowned.

"That is because your silver Guardian body is now your natural form. You aren't changing your body to this—you are relaxing the concentrated hold on your previous Earth form so your new self can take over. Just take a deep breath and close your eyes. Try to relax. There you go," he said.

It just took a moment to relax. Then she felt the changes this time, rather than watching them.

"Now, let's do something else for a bit and stay away from mirrors so your reflection doesn't startle you. Spend some time in this body form so it will get easier to come back to."

Grace turned to look at Raptor. He'd been in the human biker dude form when she was human. Now that she was silver again, he changed back into his Guardian body. He had explained that whenever she practiced a new form, he would take that form, too. He thought it would help her grow accustomed to seeing the different life forms she would encounter. She had enjoyed hearing some stories about the differences between humanoid life forms on other planets. But once they moved past Earth and Guardian forms, she figured it would become even more difficult.

"Come see what I've been doing while you were practicing." He took her hand and led her to his bedroom. They were both naked. But while she'd practiced for several hours, they'd both been that way. It didn't seem weird.

When she stepped into the room, she saw immediately what he'd done. Grace turned and smiled. "You did it! Quick, turn it on. I want to see."

Raptor had installed a huge monitor on the wall opposite the bed. This one was easily twice the size of the one in the kitchen. She scrambled onto the bed and propped her back up with pillows, and he followed to sit beside her. He had a remote in his hand and showed Grace how to turn the large screen on. She gasped at the view of the meadow. The sun was setting. The visual was amazing. She felt as if she were standing outside, watching the fiery colors paint the sky orange, red, and yellow.

Then it faded to black, and Raptor showed her how to select different views from the cameras surrounding the ship. At night, the view from the spaceship roof was that of thousands of stars and the big, bright, half-moon.

She turned and hugged him. "This will be amazing anytime we're in bed or just in this room. I love it! Thank you."

He snorted. "I can't believe I kept sleeping in the kitchen and didn't think to put one in here to start with."

She settled back on the bed, getting comfortable. "Tell me something fun about being part of a Guardian pair. Something... unusual." Grace requested. It couldn't all be work and no play. Could it?

Raptor didn't even have to think about it. "The Guardian's Traditional Fifth Anniversary Trip." He offered.

She crinkled her nose and frowned. "What is that?"

He laughed and turned to his side, facing her. "I'm so glad you asked. We take several months off, and we'll just visit the planets that have interesting and unusual mating practices." He paused for a moment. "Or interesting and unusual genitalia. Like on Lah'cee‘Vus, the Ninth Realm, or on Zylar."

She laugh-snorted and demanded, "What the hell do you mean? Give me some examples."

"Okay, on the water planet of Lah'cee‘Vus, the men have two cocks. In the Ninth Realm, the men can duplicate their bodies. This means that one man can become two or three... and in this way, pleasure their mate in tandem."

Grace sucked in a sharp breath and grinned. "Really... how very interesting," she drawled. "What about on Zylar? What can they do?"

His smile answered the one on her face. "On Zylar, once a couple has mated, their bodies manifest chains that can be... well, never mind. You must see it before you believe it."

"Hey, that's not fair. I want to know how it works!" she exclaimed, reaching over to pinch Raptor's ass.

"Some of it is just too hard to imagine until we are on the planet where the forms are different, then we morph our bodies so that we fit in, right?"

She rolled her eyes at him and huffed, "You explained how we do that, Raptor."

"But think about this. With our altered bodies, I can pleasure you with two cocks on Lah'cee‘Vus, with multiple manifestations of my body in the Ninth Realm, and with the mating chains of Zylar in the shadow of that planet's moons. There is an entire list of options, Grace. With I think about thirty choices."

Grace went rigid next to him. She didn't move. Or breathe. She swallowed once and tried to speak, but nothing came out. Her brain short-circuited when she thought about what all those options might be like. When she finally managed to get the words out, they were just a whisper of sound. "What if I don't want to wait to see if you're telling the truth? Prove it...now, Raptor, show me something tonight!"

He rolled over her and looked down into her face. Smiled with a gleam of mischief in his gold eyes. "It is different, more intense when we're on the planets. I won't be able to get the size right, and your body can't morph yet to take my cock when it is that big... so that's alright. But I can do two cocks. Or to be truthful, I think the second, smaller one is called a schlong." He bent down to nibble at her mouth. "Do you want me to try, my love?"

When she moaned her agreement, he kissed her.

Grace parted her lips to his taste. Raptor. Mine . She thought. Trading tongue thrusts with her man for a moment, she enjoyed the seductive wonder of his mouth. Eventually, the lure to feed her craving for the Binding Pollen had her push against the inflamed gland. When it released, she could swallow more of the sweet heat.

Gasping, she began to burn with need. Ingesting the pollen didn't sate her hunger, it enhanced it. She reached up to pull Raptor to her and deftly rolled them so she was on top. She stretched over him, relieved they were both naked and she didn't need to deal with clothes.

Grace was also delighted to find his body was coated with the shimmering powder she had come to crave. It was just a tad bit different from the deluge that came from the gland. Besides. The powder she could lick from every inch of his wonderful silver skin. The gland gave her everything in a kiss. Not the effect she was going for right now.

She smiled against him as Raptor moaned in reaction to her darting tongue. Laving and sucking her way from the top of his head to the tips of his toes, she planned to ignore his magnificent cock. But it just wasn't possible. She blinked. Because right now, he had two cocks.

He added a smaller cock to his body, right below the real one. Grace decided she wasn't going to save that treat until the end—she was going to play with it now.

Taking hold of the large twitching shaft, she used one hand to pump up and down, while Grace rolled the small schlong in her other hand. This one was more like hard rubber. But it must have been sensitive because Raptor's hands were clenched on the bedsheets, knuckles white with strain. She frowned, but kept her hands moving. Finally asking, "Why do you suppose their bodies are this way?"

Raptor groaned. "It's a form of birth control. The man can't release his seed unless they bury the schlong in the woman's ass and go for hours, raising the man's body temperature."

"Huh." She had more questions but now was not the time. Slowly, oh-so-slowly, her lips brushed across the swollen head of his penis. Rubbing her tongue over the little slit at the top, she lapped up the first beads of spicy-salty pre-ejaculate. She kept one hand on the schlong—tugging and pulling while she slid her lips down his length and took him fully in her mouth. The rush of satisfaction had her humming around him, and Raptor jerked against her, trying to set the rhythm. Before she could really enjoy having him at her mercy, he reached down and grabbed her arms, pulling her away.

"Enough," he demanded. "I will be buried deep inside your hot sex when I explode!"

She giggled at the fierce look on his face. When he flipped her over, the laugh died. Pressing her stomach into the bed, he ran his hands over her flesh, down her back, to her ass, and over to her hips.

He pulled her hips up and backward. Positioning her on her knees, Raptor moved close behind her, cradling her against his groin. His large, swollen cock pressed against her center. Leaning over her back, he reached an arm around until he palmed her breast. He tugged on her nipple and bent his head to the sensitive area where her neck and shoulder met.

She shuddered violently and pushed her ass back against his hips as he pinched and rolled each nipple and sucked on the skin at her neck. As she rotated her hips, her urgency built as she tried to find the head of his cock and ensnare him in her channel.

She could feel both cocks at the entrance to her sex. As he pushed forward, she clenched, worried that both of them would go in the one hole.

Only that isn't how it worked.

With one last nibble, he released her neck and moved to clasp his larger shaft in one hand. With the other hand holding her in place, he rubbed the slick tip over her slit, stroking her into a quivering, clenching body of need.

"Raptor, please," she cried out. She could sense his satisfaction at her mindless plea and was rewarded when he breached the plump lips of her labia, just dipping into the creamy entrance to her womb with the large tip. He moved inside her a scant inch or two and then shifted back, working his hips in quick, shallow thrusts. That made her sex vibrate and her juices flow. She couldn't tell where the small schlong was. Not yet.

"More," she begged him and then sobbed with relief as he slapped against her ass and buried himself to the hilt. The feel of his pubic hair scrunching against her spread folds and the sensation of being filled to overflowing with his thick shaft was heaven. She didn't have to worry about having two buried inside her. Because when he surged forward and her tissues strained around the larger shaft, she felt the sliding stroke of the schlong against the swollen folds of her clit.

It was on the outside, rubbing in all the right places.

It didn't hurt at all. In fact, it felt amazing! "Oh, God. Move!" she encouraged him. The feeling was so enjoyable, so hot—she could barely breathe.

Raptor settled in and worked his hips, drawing back until she was worried he might slip away. Small back-and-forth movements with his hips caused that little cock to pulsate over her sex, and she lost it. "Oh, yes! Right there, perfect!" she panted, strained, and rocked against him to encourage movement and screamed in satisfaction as he drove his cock in and out of her. In. Out. Harder. Faster. He plunged and pushed into her as one hand dropped to play with her breasts as the schlong slipped across the taut, slippery nub of her clit. She screamed and shattered, her body convulsing around him. She cried out in pleasure-pain as he tugged her head back by her hair and turned her mouth to his.

"The gland..." he gasped as he fused his mouth over hers.

Happily yielding to his demand, she scraped the tip of her tongue over the engorged nodule, unleashing another deluge of excitement throughout their connected bodies as they tightened and vibrated together in a seemingly unending orgasm. Once again, she felt the connection, her soul and his... and Grace was ecstatic that they'd be together for the rest of their lives. She was his Keeper.

As if he knew what she was thinking, and maybe he did—Raptor lowered his mouth to her ear and whispered, "In any type of body, on any planet, or within any Realm, you are mine!" And then he increased his pace.

He shoved into her once, twice, and the third time was enough to send her vibrating through another unbelievably intense orgasm. When she recovered, she just wanted to crawl under the covers and sleep for a week. Except...

"You are still hard. Didn't you...?"

"No. I can go at least once more. When you think of tonight, remember one of the wonderful things about a male from the planet I've taken the anatomy from—is that it can take him hours to climax!" he whispered the words in her ear. "If we were truly on the water planet, we would spend half a day making love. Not just a few hours."

Grace panted and groaned. "I'm going to need to work up to that big guy."

Raptor laughed and exploded again.