Chapter 13

She followed him back to his room, her body still aching from what they had just done back at the pool.

She couldn't believe she'd done what she did. She'd let this terrifying alien man play with her, explore her like she had him.

And she was ready for him to do more.

She took steady breaths, feeling almost high. It was the shock but also the thrill of having this moment with Draka. There was hardly any doubt now how badly he wanted her, and it made her feel a mixture of emotions. Nervous still but also giddy.

Maybe he even loved…

No. No way. He was just obsessed. He said he was in heat and that was getting to his brain. But maybe there was something more.

Maybe she wanted there to be something more.

Still, this was better than what she'd feared, seeing his wrath, being thrown off a waterfall for lying to him. This was way better.

When they returned to his room, she moved back to the bed only to look back at him in surprise as he hurriedly put on a pair of pants.

"I will be right back," he assured. "I just need to grab a couple of things."

She lay back on her side. "For this experiment of yours?" Her pulse pounded, wondering what it would be.

He smirked at her as he clipped his belt. "That's right."

He shut the door behind him, leaving her. She sat up and watched the window for a while, watching the snow drifting by, noticing her heart still racing. She put out a hand and saw it shaking a little, still dealing with the shock to her system of what just happened. She lay back and took steady breaths, trying to relax.

She felt something tickle at her toes and she jumped. She pulled back the covers and saw Crik there. She picked him up carefully, cupping him in her hands.

"You need to get out and explore, don't you buddy?" she said, petting his little body. She got up and crept over to his little rock house, setting him inside.

As she went to return to the bed, she paused as she passed by the table. There were maps there and, from what she could tell, blueprints. She glanced at the door, then turned back and flipped through them. Some just looked like machine parts, none really connecting to something she recognized.

Before she could examine them closer, she heard the door opening. She let the papers fall and turned to find Draka sliding the door open enough to fit himself through. Once inside he slid it back, and the look he gave her made her pulse pound in her ears.

"What is it?"

He gestured over to the bed. As she went and sat back down on top, she watched him place a black bag down on the ground. He took off his pants and kicked them to the side before kneeling down on the end of the bed. He opened the bag and took out a pair of what looked like high-tech goggles, handing one to her.

She turned them in her hands, peering through the lenses. "Um, what are these exactly?" she asked.

He placed the goggles over his eyes, adjusting them. "Put them on and see."

She arched a brow at him but did as he said. As she placed them over her eyes they went in and out of focus until everything was crystal clear, as if she didn't wear anything at all. She glanced around to see if anything had changed. Everything appeared the same.

"Look down, Oza," Draka said.

She turned her head downward, first toward him. It seemed almost as if his skin was more translucent than usual. Strange.

Then she looked down at her own body and her heart leaped to her throat. "Shit," she muttered.

She could see her innards. Bones and organs, even veins. If she focused on a certain part of her, she'd see all these things, but if she looked away, she could see nothing but the shadows of her body parts.

"Draka, what the fuck?"

He chuckled at her. "Never seen your own insides before, eh?" She looked up to see him tap at the sides of his goggles. "Useful tools to see inside of machines or, in Serbril's case, inside bodies if need be."

She stared at him, speechless. She swallowed, her throat suddenly dry. "And you want to…to…"

"I can see how I fit inside you better this way."

She cursed. "We could just feel around, couldn't we?"

He smirked at her. "But this is much more fun. And useful information."

"You want to write a paper about how humans and sidonions fuck and what it looks like?"

He tilted his head. "Not a bad idea." He turned back to her and grinned. "I think I could write a whole book just about you, my sweet Oza."

She sighed.

Again, he laughed. "Are you not curious?"

She shifted around. "Can we at least adjust it so I don't see every organ? It's disturbing."

He snickered. "As you wish." He showed her how to adjust the settings on the side so that she could only see what she wanted. She set the controls while staring down at herself until she only saw her uterus, her vaginal canal, and cervix. He set his controls to the same so as not to embarrass her like she asked.

When she was ready, she lay back down, resting on her elbows so she could see. She spread out her legs and tried not to tense as he knelt before her. He rubbed his shaft along her clit, his cock still slick from their previous act. He rubbed along her a few times before pressing himself to her entrance.

She watched him slide in, saw as her own muscles stretched and constricted against him inside her canal. At first, she was only fascinated, watching as he moved deeper, seeing it as well as feeling it. He moved in and out, stretching her more to deepen his thrusts, and she could see the ridges of him sliding along her. She shivered at the sight, then felt incredibly hot. Her muscles clenched around him, and she saw and felt his cock twitch in response.

"Like that?" he said in an amused voice.

She blew out a slow breath and nodded. "More than I expected."

"I can tell. Because I can see just how much it affects you." He pulled out then back in and she watched him do it, saw him slip back inside till he met resistance once more from the slight bulge at his center. "Now let's see how far I can go."

She inhaled as he slowly worked his way deeper, inch by slow inch as he made small thrusts. She could see him stretching her with each movement, she could start to feel pain at first, but as he kept going the coil of heat only tightened, and there was pleasure within the pain. Watching him fill her only made her pulse race even more, made goosebumps trail across her skin. A little noise escaped her, both shocked and aroused. Wanting him to go deeper, she bent her knees and lifted her legs back. As if understanding, Draka grabbed the back of her knees and bent them farther.

A few more harder thrusts, and the knot slid its way into her canal. The pain came just as before but was quickly replaced by an aching need as her muscles formed around him and his cock pumped faster inside her. She let out a gasp at the sudden intense pressure while also seeing him close to hitting her cervix.

"If you hit me there," she panted, "it will hurt," she warned him.

He had his teeth bared in a snarl, his face twisted from what she gathered was another release building in him, but he nodded all the same, fighting for control.

Knowing now he would try to avoid that spot, she focused on the spots he was hitting, how his ridges moved across her, how his knot made her feel more full than she'd ever felt in her life. It was almost too much, but seeing it somehow eased her anxiety just as it thrilled her. By whatever gods in the heavens, it was amazing.

The pressure coiled in her even more, bringing her to the edge. She was going to come, but she didn't want to throw her head back—she wanted to see.

The orgasm hit her, and she saw her muscles clenching like a vice, as if trying to get a hold of him while he slid along her. She let out a loud moaning cry as she stared down at her body and watched him come right after her, saw his cock throb inside her and his seed fill her.

Her body lit up, one wave after another. As if thinking in tangent, they both threw off their goggles, and Draka eased himself on top of her, his body jerking against her, a groan escaping him that turned into a low growl deep in his chest which she felt run across her whole body.

Little breathless moans rose from her, and she couldn't stop them. She lay there letting them go until she started to calm and slip into that quiet peaceful state. Draka lay still on top of her, but she knew he didn't put his whole weight down so as not to crush her. She felt his breath on her hair, then his hands slipped down her thighs in order to let them fall back to the bed. He caressed her hips, then her ribs, and said something too softly that she didn't catch. Breathless, she clung to him, petting his sides, feeling the smooth tight-knit scales of skin. She could feel his heart pumping away, felt his heat surrounding her.

"Draka," she whispered, letting her fingers brush along his chest and stomach.

He rose from on top of her and the warmth that was lost almost made her cry out. He glared down at her, and for a moment she thought something was wrong. She looked up at him and couldn't read his expression save for the shadow that passed over his gaze. For a split second, that awful fear came back to her.

He's had you, now he's done with you, a nasty thought whispered in her head.

She waited for him to give it all away, to see a murderous gleam in his eyes or a wicked grin before those silver teeth came down on her.

He didn't smile and there was no murderous glare. He looked like he wanted to say something but then thought better of it. He brushed his knuckles along her face yet the look he gave her still made a chill run down her spine.

"Stay with me," he said softly.

His expression told her nothing, but she forced that little fear down, deciding instead to ignore it. Because she still badly wanted to trust him. To believe every word he said and every look he gave. That he meant every single one.

"Okay," she said.

"Okay?"

"Yes."