Marauder Fenrir: Scifi Alien Invasion Romance (Mating Wars) Read Online Free Page A

toward the window. I catch a glimpse of him grinning wildly at me just before my seat starts spinning back toward the window.
    My vision blurs and turns blood red under the intense g-force. With the seat locked forward, I’m at least getting pulled back into it rather than out of it. The restraints are no longer cutting into me, and there’s a smaller risk I will get pulled into the wall and die.
    Though, maybe the acceleration will just squash my organs against the back of my ribcage instead. What a lovely thought.
    My eyes water, the salty tears streaming back across my face. My jaw rumbles, and I clench my teeth together to avoid biting my tongue off.
    The chair starts to vibrate, and I worry it’s going to rip off the floor.
    Would Fenrir grab me with his tendrils before I died? He at least turned my seat around when he saw the restraints tearing.
    He’s protected me –in a very roundabout and frustrating way–twice now. Though this second time I only needed his protection from a situation he created through his stubborn arrogance.
    My vision narrows to a small pinprick, and I begin to feel light-headed.
    There’s a loud, violent jerk, and suddenly I’m weightless. The chair has torn off the floor.
    My vision floods back in a rush, and I see Fenrir zipping across the room, dozens of tendrils connecting to the handrails. He darts out of my way just before I slam into him.
    Great, he’s done with me. I’ve plotted the course for him, and he has no use–.
    His armor stretches out into a thin, teal membrane, and I slam into it.
    The membrane stretches out as it surrounds me, and I pull through it. I still see myself dropping down, farther and farther, Fenrir’s tall silhouette disappearing above me.
    Just before I hit the ground, the membrane pulls me back up toward him. It tugs against the acceleration, but it’s wrapped itself entirely around me now, and it’s somehow insulating my body against the intense g-force.
    And now Fenrir is inside the membrane, as well, being pulled toward me. And he’s totally fucking naked.
    Did I die already? Or am I hallucinating? Because his dick is just as big as the “ornamental” crotch armor hinted it would be, and it’s fucking teal.
    And the creepy armor-turned-membrane is pulling us toward each other.
    Our bodies slam together, and I feel his warmth envelope me as his arms wrap tightly around me. My face presses into his chest. It’s hard and wide, but I suddenly feel safe and protected.
    The membrane encircles us completely, and the g-force cuts off. I can no longer even feel the violent jerking or vibration.
    But then I do feel a vibration. Something big, long and hard is pushing into me, trailing from my belly button up to my breasts...and it’s vibrating wildly.
    I look down to see the head of his teal cock shoved between my breasts, and even though blood is rushing through my whole body–from my cheeks to my lips to my...other lips –I can’t help but reach up and slap him.
    I slap him as hard as I can up-side the head, but instead of causing him any pain, it just hurts my hand. So, I ball up my first to punch him. I hit him a few times, but end up hurting myself more than I do him.
    Each time I strike him, I feel his cock vibrating even more rapidly against my body. It’s not just beating or pulsing faintly like a human cock, it’s literally vibrating.
    “Damn it!” I shriek. “Stop it!”
    I tell him to stop only because my body seems to disagree. I feel my nipples hardening against my bra, and I worry that with his keen sense of smell, he’ll smell my arousal and guess just how wet I am.
    The membrane melts away, and we’re floating again in zero-g.
    “The engines have cut off,” he says.
    He’s still holding me tight, and his cock is still vibrating against me.
    “Let go of me!” I gasp, my face flushed in embarrassment.
    He lets go of his hold on me, and I shove his chest, pushing myself away from him.
    As I float away, I see his big, hard,