Proselytize: Bound
#3 of Proselytize
there shall be more soon.
"Well, are you going to stand there gawking at her all day or are you going to go in and say hello?" Dmitri asked.
"Wait, what?" Was all Dalton managed to say before being shoved through the cell door.
Dalton's entrance into the cage was followed closely by the clang of the doors told him he had lost his only escape route. He spun around and slammed his fist into the door.
"Dmitri this isn't funny, let me out of here." Dalton yelled through the door.
"You'll be fine, she isn't violent...usually." Dmitri responded.
"Open the door."
"Fine you big w..." Dmitri started to say before being cut off by the loud speaker.
"Doctor Nevzorov report to Cpt. Clayton's office at once." Said the computerized announcement.
"Sorry Dalton, But I am required elsewhere. You two try not to get in any trouble while I'm gone." The Russian said before exiting the room.
Dalton turned around and pressed his back to the wall cursing the Russian under his breath as he searched for the creature. She was nowhere to be found. He scanned the ground double checking the shadows and corners. It seemed as though she had simply vanished. Until Dalton heard a soft hiss come from somewhere above and he looked towards the source of the sound. There she was hanging from the ceiling not five feet from him, her eyes locked with his. He noticed her muscles begin to tense but knew it was far too late to move before she pounced.
She shot forward and flipped herself upright before making contact with Dalton's chest and knocking him on to his back. She brought her face down until it was inches from his. Dalton would have held his breath had there been any left in his lungs after the collision. She shifted on top of him as she continued to study him and he could feel her poking and prodding his chest and arms with her fingers. She took several seconds more to take in his form before turning around and examining his legs.
Dalton could do nothing but watch her tail as it swished back and forth. She had him pinned and at her mercy and she knew it. She looked back over her shoulder taking in his features once again and made up her mind on what to do with him. She began to guide her backside over his face and lower it until it was only centimeters from Dalton giving him a perfect view of her ebony slit as her lips parted slightly and fluids began to leak out.
Dalton who was completely stunned up to this point began to struggle but soon gave up as it became evident he would not break free. He was forced to watch as the glistening fluids began to drip from her vulva down towards his face. She lowered herself further until she was pressed right up against his mouth marking him with her pheromone laced fluids and claiming him as her own.
Dalton couldn't help but to breathe in her scent nor could he stop himself from letting his tongue slip past his lips. He found to his surprise that he greatly enjoyed her slightly spicy and earthen taste and quickly plunged his tongue in deeper. The action caused the creature above him to arch her back and give a soft his of pleasure both at the feeling and knowing that her chosen mate had accepted her advances. Dalton continued it pump his tongue into her passage only stopping occasionally to kiss and suck her clit. It wasn't long before she began grinding her hips against his face in an attempt to increase the pleasure of her approaching orgasm. With one final thrust of his tongue Dalton pushed her over the edge sending her into a euphoric state causing her inner muscles to spasm around his invading tongue. Once the afterglow of her climax wore off she lifted herself up and turned to face her new mate watching his chest rise and fall. She moved closer pressed her head against Dalton's chest and lay down beside him listening to the beating of his heart as she drifted off to sleep.
Dalton could not believe what had just occurred. More so he could not understand her actions nor could he explain his own. He felt as though he should feel disgusted by what had just happened but instead he felt annoyed with himself for not being able to prevent it from occurring and to his embarrassment he felt very aroused.
Dalton looked down to the creature lying with him knowing that he should hate her for what she had done. He just couldn't bring himself to do it, he felt connected to her almost as if fate had bound them together. He didn't hate her, he couldn't hate her, they were a pair, partners, mates.
Dalton closed his eyes and laid his head back against the ground resigned to waiting for Dmitri to return. It wasn't long before he heard knocking on the window. He opened his eyes to see the russian staring at him through the glass.
"Well look at that. You've made a friend." Dmitri's voice said over the intercom.
"Dammit Dmitri, let me out of here." Dalton demanded.
"But you two look so cute cuddling together. You're the perfect couple." Dmitri joked, having no idea that he was hitting close to home with his little quip.
"Dmitri, open the door."
"Fine, you are needed down at the firing range anyway." The scientist replied as he opened the door.
Dalton shifted with a grunt in an attempt to remove himself from beneath the resting xeno.
"Ell, get up, we have things we need to get done today." Dmitri called from the hall.