Page 9 of The First Alpha on the Planet
“Agreed,” I said, managing to choke out the words as my skin nearly vibrated, something squirming beneath it as a profound and urgent need to scratch overcame me.
Noel clicked the device in his hand again, a hiss and pop of another vial loading into a chamber, preparing me for more to come. I flinched, leaned my head back, and flinched far before the crack. Sound dulled over the odd whine in my ringing ears.
And ringing.
And by the time I realized it, the pain had gone, sensation faded, and my eyelids were far too heavy to lift.
Chapter Four
Roan
I was going to die.
Every inch of my skin crawled, my body betraying me. My insides, hot and oversensitive, drove me to unspeakable heights. I knew hybreeds were horny, and the changes were too new for me to adequately handle.
I sprawled out in my bed, a luxurious and expansive thing unlike on most ships. A warm body next to me snorted awake and glanced over, one of my crewmates. Robbald or something stupid. “Are youstillhere?”
He grumbled and sat up. “You’re a right prick after a lay, you know that, boss?”
I gazed at his lean form, all silvery scales with interesting patterns down his back, his tail a more narrow and whiplike thing. I didn’t like it. I wanted something thick and powerful and—I shook my head to get the image out. Still, my tail did this weird curling thing that the man reciprocated. “Possibly.”
I rolled over onto my front wordlessly, lifting my ass for him. I’d not had to ask once since we’d begun our journey. Half the males aboard the ship seemed to flick their tails, if they had them, and I noticed their scents change—the more Progenitor they possessed, the more interested in me they became. And while I was accustomed to being in control of my bed, and I’d fucked a handful of them, I’d only let himfuck me. He knew how to keep his mouth shut.
He mounted me quietly, doing his thing as I rode through the foreign pleasure. I’d never been a fan of being penetrated, but holy hell, I wanted him deep inside me. Anything, really. My cock leaked, the slit it came from leaked, my ass—of all things—self-lubricated.No wonder they’re all a bunch of whores.
I tried to tunehimout, leaving me with my own pleasure. At least he gave me the benefit of the reach-around, as it were.
“I hate to interrupt whatever this is, but we’re nearing the sector of space and you may need tonotbe fucking if they try to call in.” Leticia’s reedy voice interrupted my session, and I snarled as the male—Robard!—slowed his pace. Remembering his name drew me out of the moment, and I groaned, fisting sheets as I arched my back and clenched down on him. A shiver started in my spine and must have ended in his because our tails coiled against one another and blissful pleasure seemed to overcome every single inch of my body.
“Fuck!” I hissed as the male behind me stuttered and groaned. The haggard noises sawing from him did something to prolong my pleasure.Fuck, I needed that.
“Sorry, Tish! We’re finished.” Robard pulled out of me with a slick noise and a slightly patronizing pat to my ass. He didn’t shame me for it, though. Bottoming was…just something I never wanted to do. Not usually. Not beforeall this.
I rose from the bed and stared at the screen, wondering where the time had gone to. “ETA?”
“An hour and a half until we’re in short-range communication. I figured you’d want a shower before we positioned ourselves into orbit?” Leticia’s forever-disappointed tone ground out the last sentence.
“A hot one?” I glanced up at one of her sensors hopefully.
“After listening to you fuck for the past month and a half?” If she had feet, she’d be tapping one inconsolably. “Really? Having all the sex I can’t have?”
“Cold it is.” I sighed and slumped off toward my shower. “As long as the rest of the crew can have their desired temperature showers, I suppose.”
“Everyone except Tulio.” Her terse tone left me curious, and she must have sensed my curiosity because she sighed audibly. “He keeps using my TTS feature to read…”
I listened with bated breath as she hesitated. “Self-insert fanfiction.”
I shuddered. “Valid.”
The hum she gave me told it all.
So, I showered.
In the cold, wet silence.
Exiting the shower, I threw on clothes that barely fit me anymore, hanging limply off a frame that had narrowed at the waist, lengthened at the thigh, and had been barely altered in haste to fit my tail. The less people that knew of my newchanges, the better.
As we approached the edge of space, a communication sounded out, a repetitive chant of Naleucian welcoming home their missing sons. My implant barely kept up with it, as its lexicon was based off of data hundreds of years old. It’d synch up when I heard more of the language, I hoped.
