Chapter 22

Helga

"Here, take these," Anna says, giving me a few lace undergarments. "They're clean."

"Do you always travel with lingerie?"

"No. I brought them for you. Just in case."

When I don't answer, she explains, "I knew there was a high possibility you'd have to get married on this trip back, if you agreed. I don't know anyone that wants to have their memory erased. And as you're European too, I assumed you'd want this kind of thing, but you don't have to. Alliance men don't really understand human undergarments."

"Neither do human men. When were these beautiful pieces of fabric ever about them?" I ask and we share a smile.

"The black one is especially beautiful. I've never worn it, so keep it as a gift. The others I want back. Is that terrible to say?"

"As something borrowed?" I ask.

"Exactly."

"I feel nervous," I confide in my newfound friend. "Even on Earth, who you marry affects who you become for the rest of your life, and now I'm agreeing to marry an alien and live a life I only have his word and yours on."

"Yes, but not just any alien. An alien who is a powerful man and someone you love, and who, in turn, will also give you more power to do your life's work. Imagine what you could do for humanity being a real player in this area of the galaxy? Alliance Force and Earth need you, even if Earth doesn't know it."

"It doesn't seem real. But thank you for bringing me up to speed about the Alliance Force's mission and their role. I don't think I could have made this decision without that information."

"I only gave you the facts," Anna says. "Now you need to decide if Fox is really the man for you personally."

I feel excited thinking about having sex with Fox. "I just wish it was more natural. I don't like the idea of pushing him."

Anna gives me a look of disbelief. "You're not pushing him. Trust me, many Alliance men have had sex with their wives before marriage. Fox will deal with it."

Just then, the door chimes. Anna opens it with voice activation.

"It's the man of the hour," she says, and I know my cheeks are red.

"I've come to ask if you've made a decision," Fox says looking at me.

"I have, and we can move on to the next step." I thank Anna again for her time and the clothing. Then Fox and I walk back to his quarters. We're both quiet as we walk, a kind of nervous energy between us. I'm thinking about everything Anna and I discussed, but when the door opens and I notice Fox has made the room as romantic as possible by programming the lights to be an evening sunset color, I become a little nervous.

It's been six months since I had sex. And even then I wouldn't have said I was good at it. Fox was truly impressive with his cunnilingus skills, genetic alterations or not. His tongue on my clitoris was divine. My body becomes a little aroused just thinking about it. What if he thinks I'm a terrible lover and doesn't want to marry me?

Thinking of the divine, I ask, "Did you repent our future sins?"

"I decided to save my energy for you and repent afterward," he says, and then asks, "I'm assuming I am correct and your conversation with Anna about life on Alliance Force was satisfactory?"

I've noticed that he sounds more formal when he's nervous. "Yes."

"Would you like some wine?" he asks me, holding up a ceramic jug.

"Definitely, but first I'm going to change my clothing."

I enter the bathroom and use the toilet. I still can't quite figure out how it works, but in the end, it does. I don't want to ruin the moment by asking now, but I keep forgetting to ask anyone else. I tell myself the next time I see that young doctor, I'm going to ask him.

Once I finish, I strip off my clothing and put on the black lace teddy Anna gave me. My breasts are bigger than hers so it's a bit more revealing on the top than I would have liked, but overall, I feel very sexy. I turn around in the mirror and look over my shoulder to see how it looks from the back. I like it. The black lace and satin stylishly cover my backside and climb up the middle of my back in a very seductive way. Content with my clothing, I braid my hair in a loose braid framing my face, leaving little waves to fall naturally. Finally, I pinch my cheeks to give myself some color. Then I walk out into our little room to Fox who's waiting patiently for me.

He takes one look at me and drops his cup of wine. Red liquid splashes all over the hard floor. He doesn't move. I don't move either. Doesn't he like this? Maybe it's good we're doing this because perhaps we aren't suited for one another.

I turn around thinking I should put my other clothes back on, but I don't even get a step away before I hear Fox cross the room and press his muscular body against mine from behind.

He says in my ear, "I was worried I wouldn't have the stamina to please you four times, but then you have reminded me of how lucky I am that you would consider me as a husband. My goddesses, Helga." He runs his hands over the lace and satin covering my breasts and vulva. I can feel his erection against my back and wonder with anticipation what his ridged penis is going to feel like inside of me.

"I want you to take me like this," I say. "Fast and against this wall. Leave your uniform on."

Fox only hesitates for a second before I hear him undo his trousers. I can imagine our scene, him almost fully clothed, entering me in this lace teddy against the wall.

He positions my hands on either side of the bathroom door so that I'm bent over. Then, running his hands heavily down my back, he focuses on the satin covering my sex. I move my hips against his fingers, and finally, he slips them inside the teddy and begins stroking my labia.

It feels so good, but I want him inside of me. "Enter me now. Take me, Fox. I'm ready."

He leans over to say, "I'll tell you when you're ready." He doesn't stop moving his fingers against my clitoris and labia, but he does push aside the fabric covering my vagina and positions his penis at my entrance. Teasing me. My body is already anticipating his girth after what Anna told me about Alliance men's penises and how they feel so good, the ridges scraping the top of our vaginas just enough for added pleasure.

I try to move my hips to sink him into my ready body, but he's so large, he will have to push himself into me, to stretch me out. "Please, Fox," I beg, almost falling over on the verge of orgasm.

Then, Fox brings me to orgasm and, without warning, pushes his large, ridged penis inside me at the same time. This keeps my orgasm going as my muscles contract around him, and he leans over and holds my back against his chest, his jewelry cutting into my skin, as I orgasm in the most sensual experience of my life. It's both pleasure and pain. The pain of his girth and ranking jewelry but also the overwhelming tenderness of his fingers on my body and his soothing kisses on my neck.

When my orgasm subsides, he asks, "Is this what you want?"

"Yes," I say, my voice still sounding like I'm begging. "I want you to take me like this, even harder. I want to feel you lose control."

Fox puts my head down with one hand and positions his other hand on my hip. He stands upright and begins moving in and out of me. Slowly at first. "You're so tight," he says. "My penis feels crushed by your warmth every time you envelop me. It's magnificent."

"Please," I say. "Harder. Stretch me."

"I don't want to hurt you. You're so small and tight."

"You won't hurt me. Please, faster and harder."

Fox begins to move his hips faster, plunging himself into me with more force, and it feels amazing. I struggle to hold on to the doorframe against the power of his thrusts.

"I never want this to end." I think I said that out loud. It's hard to tell, I'm so overwhelmed with this erotic experience.

Finally Fox is pounding into me so quickly and strongly, I realize I've never been with a man who is so physically fit before. And when he finds his release, I swear I can feel his hot semen shooting against my cervix in a primal way. Then he leans his chest against my back and wraps his arms around me. He kisses the back of my neck and my hair and says in my ear, "I hope that passes the first round of your sex test."

He's so cocky , I think to myself, but I love it. I revel in him holding me like this. His prize conquered. When he removes his penis from my vagina, which is now overflowing with liquid, I can feel his semen running down my legs. Thankfully Anna mentioned the surplus semen and just as she said, he takes his fingers and pushes it back into my vagina. I'm still so sensitive from the sex, these small movements feel incredibly good. Every time he does it, a small wave of pleasure passes through me.

After a few minutes, Fox picks me up and carries me over to the bed. He lies me down on my back and continues to push the excess semen back into me. When he's content, he retrieves a cup of wine and hands it to me. Then he takes all his clothing off, gets another cup of wine, and lays down next to me on the bed.

I drink the wine and think about the sex we just had. I want to tell him I don't know if I can have sex two more times because he's so well endowed. I hadn't considered what this would do to my body when I randomly said I needed to have sex at least three times. I'm out of practice. But then again, another side of me is greedy and wants to take all the sex I can get no matter how sore I am. I decide to go with the greedy side.

Fox runs a finger down the lace covering one of my breasts and he easily pops out a nipple to caress. Then he brings his mouth over, full of wine, and sucks on my nipple. I didn't think I'd be ready for sex again so soon, but look at that, a little wine on my nipple and I'm spreading my semen-filled vagina open again. Fox works his way down my body, dripping wine as he goes and sucking and licking it off. I've never had a man do this before and I wouldn't have thought it was so stimulating until now.

When he reaches my vulva, he soaks the satin by pouring the rest of his red wine between my legs and then quickly sucks on the fabric. The sensations are blissful, and I close my eyes and lean back, putting my free hand on his head. "Yes. How are you so good at this?"

Fox sucks the wine off the satin and then moves the covering aside and runs his tongue, his wonderful, genetically altered tongue, up and down my labia before finally circling my clitoris. It doesn't take long before I'm on the verge of orgasm again. Once his hands hold me open for him to completely devour me, I'm gone. I rock my hips against his mouth. "Right there," I say as if he didn't know. I come so hard again that I want him inside me immediately, but this time I want to watch him.

I guide his lips up to mine, take a sip of wine, and then open my mouth to his. We share the wine between our mouths, and then, with my hand on his hip, I urge him to enter me. "I want to watch you this time."

Fox leans over and activates something on the bed, and I almost have an erotic heart attack. We are now surrounded by a mirror that shows every angle of us. It's super sexy. I look up and see myself on my back, my breasts spilling out from the black lace, wine spilled over my body, and a big, grey man with long black hair on the verge of mounting me with his big, erect cock.

"Come into me."

Fox positions himself and does just that. He puts his weight on his elbows and kisses me as he very gently moves in and out of me. It's exquisite. And for a while, I don't think I want anything more from this. But soon my body remembers what his can really do, and I ask him for more. "Harder."

He straightens himself and holds my ankles up to his face, kissing the bottoms of my feet before he begins pounding into me. In the mirror I can see my breasts bouncing with his strong, sensual movements. I want to memorize this forever. But I have to close my eyes to continue to endure the satisfaction he's giving me with every thrust. His ridges are rubbing me internally in all the right places, and I feel something I've never felt before. A bond that runs deeper than just having a few things in common. Our connection is primal and I know now that I'm never going to leave this man.

He takes his free hand and rubs my clit, and that's it. I'm over. I'm in a daze of sexual pleasure. He could ask me anything now and I'd agree.

When Fox orgasms again, he doesn't remove himself from me for a long time as he holds me to him. My vagina if so full, and I'm sure now I'd never find this with any other man. I want to tell Fox we don't need to have sex again, he's passed my test, but I'm so tired. As I drift off for a cat nap, my last thought is that I'll tell him when I wake.