Alien General's Baby (Brion Brides 7)(49)

Naima could taste precum on her tongue and Braen groaned, his cock growing even harder. She dragged her nails over his thighs, moaning while she touched herself, slipping two fingers into her pussy and working herself open for her gerion.

They were both too far gone to wait and enjoy a long, drawn-out foreplay. Naima whimpered in delight when Braen pulled her up to stand seconds after she'd felt he was close to coming, the general's large cock making her lips hurt with effort.

He pulled her into his lap, lifting her into the air without a second's warning. Naima only had a moment to grab a hold before Braen lowered her onto his cock and set a furious, wild pace that she couldn't hope to match. Holding her in his arms, the general moved so fast she could only scream and fall to pieces from the pleasure of it.

The thick cock inside her was tearing her in two in the most maddening way, punishing and healing her with pleasure in the same motion.#p#分页标题#e#

“Braen!”

Naima cried out her gerion's name time and time again, spreading her legs as wide for him as she could. The general pounded into her, going balls deep into her pussy with each thrust, sending them both to a higher level of pleasure. His face was rapturous, teeth bared in a feral smile- -

She was bouncing on his cock, Braen's cock hitting the spot within her so hard and fast she was already seeing stars. Close to blacking out from the rush, she screamed for him.

"Braen! Yes, don't stop – I'm going to... I –"

The general clearly didn't need a warning. He pulled her closer to him, capturing her lips and kissing her through her shrill cry of climaxing. Naima rutted against his chiseled body, her pussy clenching down on his cock in spasms and trembles. Braen followed her with barely a pause, catching the waves of her orgasm as he cummed too, biting her neck as a claim.

Naima was shaking from head to toe, unable to feel any of her limbs. Braen still had his strength. When he finally lowered her to the floor after a long moment of pause, she almost fell, but the general caught her. They sank to the ground together, warm water raining down on them as Braen kissed her, strongly and forcefully.

"If these are your fantasies, I approve wholeheartedly," he said, the dark sexy look in his eyes making Naima think of another round already, as soon as her body started functioning again.

It seemed that unlike Terran men, the general had no need to really recuperate. Not with her, anyway.

"I have more," she replied instead. "This is just a beginning. For everything."

To that, Braen had no protest. He caught her lips in another deep kiss and they didn't resume bathing for a while yet. Naima was too happy to enjoy anything other than the moment, the here and now, with Braen.

With everything that was going on, simplicity had its charms and what was easier than to love and make love to the man of her dreams?

You know, until the immortal monster aiming to gobble up the stars came back to haunt them, anyway.





29





Naima





Tucked away deeply in her newfound bliss, Naima had done her best to keep the worrying future out of her mind. That all came to a crashing halt when the Benevolent was about to enter the Darnetta system.

Even her newfound happiness wasn't enough to erase the problem that lay ahead of them. The Darnetta system, as unremarkable as it generally was, was home to a species that was, for lack of another term… difficult.

Uthers.

If there was ever a species that was devoted to not getting along with anyone, it was definitely those guys. Even Naima knew that and she'd barely had any dealings with the species. Mostly they dwelt in their own domain and didn't cross their borders for anything else but diplomatic relations, which were few and… complicated.

In short, they didn't particularly like anyone and no one really liked them.

Unlike several other species in the galaxy with the same general approach to life and strangers – vehement dislike for the latter, and general disinterest towards the former - , the Uthers were still standing and members of the Galactic union  .

For all intents and purposes, it was thought the Uthers were happy to be included. It was very difficult to tell with people who were constantly in a bad mood, but they took their membership seriously. They participated when called upon and didn't cause much trouble.

That was, as long as there was someone around who could trace the trouble back to them. They were more than capable of stirring up their fair share of problems if they felt like another species was encroaching on their solitude, or just being a nuisance. Which, funnily enough, was exactly what the Brions appeared to think of them.

Naima was well aware that Brions had wiped several less conformable species out of existence.

Neither she nor Braen wanted to deal with Uthers, but they had no choice. The Fearless had grown too strong already and was bound to become even more powerful if they delayed further. It left going through Uther territories as the only option.

Space was treacherous around those parts and even the Benevolent had to slow down to go through asteroid fields that made up most of the section.

"So how is this going to play out?" Naima asked, watching Braen dress and don his armor as they were approaching the Uther border world, Nebulos. "I know Brions have politicians, but I haven't seen any aboard."

"There are none here," the general allowed with a smirk. "They don't have the best reputation on Briolina right now after the attempt to rise to power a while ago. I can honestly say I detest all of them, except maybe Elena."#p#分页标题#e#

Some of her instant jealousy must have shown on her face, because Braen snorted.

"She is not an old lover or anything of the sort. Simply a warrior who chose a path of politics. After the death of her gerion I've heard she doesn't look for male company much. I understand why. Her bond was a broken one. You might have even heard of it on Terra."

I never knew I was this jealous!

"I remember now," Naima said, pulling her green tunic over her head. "I've heard of her. Wasn't she a former general?"

"She is," Braen confirmed, "which is why I like her the best. In turn, she's the only one who can freely speak to my brother generals. I'm entirely certain Faren would make any other politician stupid enough to step on his ship a head shorter."

Naima shuddered, thinking of the rumors surrounding the most infamous Brion general and his legendary valor squares, rumored to have made him emotionless.

Perhaps we can have dinner with him and Aria some time… after we’ve dealt with the universe ending and all that.

Though she wasn’t entirely certain if she had the moxie yet to sit at a table with the feared and revered man. Not that rumors about her own gerion were much better, that was.

"You see what I mean," she continued then. "You are not exactly a species known for your negotiating skills. Perhaps I should speak and you should be there for moral support? You know, flash your spear, make angry faces, let them know we mean business."

Braen seemed amused by her suggestion. Still, he shook his head.

"That won't work," he said. "Uthers don't respond to offers and requests. They don't respond to violence either."

"What do they want, then?"

"Nothing."

Naima cocked a brow at him, but Braen didn't let that affect him.

"I'm not dismissing your question, I'm answering," he said. "They don't want anything, that's why it's so difficult to deal with them. No bribes, no gifts, no promises move them. The only thing they'll listen to is a command by the Galactic union  , but that is out of the question now. It would take too much time and we had not anticipated on this course originally to have it taken care of earlier.

“Uthers are so distrusting that we would basically have to have half the council aboard for them to believe us. No distant communications or a holocall would convince them."

"Okay," Naima said, taken aback by the diversity of species in the union  , even if they were a pain in the ass for them now.

She’d always been more interested in the minerals than the politics. Perhaps that had been unfortunate, considering the circumstances.

"Let me repeat my question then. How is this going to play out?"

"Some of my brother generals have had dealings with the Uthers before," Braen shrugged. "Unfortunately for all of us, Uthers stand in the way of a prosperous section that is often needed, even if their own corner of space is wholly uninteresting."

"How have they solved the issue then?"

"By force," Braen said honestly. "Our flagships are nigh indestructible, as you've said. Almost nothing can stand in our way if we really want to go through. I would rather it didn't come to that, as my Elders have been promoting peace, but I will remind them of the possibility."

"You're going to threaten them," Naima said.

"I am a Brion," the general replied. "Our mission comes first. If they leave me no choice, they are responsible for their own actions if they get in my way."

"I think killing people to stop the Fearless from killing people kind of defeats the purpose of our mission," Naima said seriously.

The general turned to her, looking marvelous in his shining armor, the great battle spear strapped to his back. He pulled her closer, kissing her deeply like that was an argument. Naima hated the fact that it worked, a little at least. For a long endless moment, she forgot about everything but Braen's lips against hers and his arms around her body.