Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Stars of Fate ❯ Chapter Twenty Three ( Chapter 23 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Yori's father's eyes narrowed. "I'm not implying anything that isn't true," he said. "You and my son.... You care about each other. Am I correct in assuming that you've been intimate as well?"

Alana eyes narrowed. "How dare you assume that! Our relationship is strictly professional! If you as so concerned about it, ask your son."

"You don't have to pretend," he told her. "I can smell you on him, and I'm fairly certain that if it weren't for your perfume I could smell him on you. I don't care who my son chooses to be with. As far as I'm concerned what you two have is a step in the right direction."

Alana's eyes softened. She looked around. "Please, come inside," she said and opened the door. She waited until he was in before closing the door and walking to the living room. Gesturing to the couch, he sat and she sat across from him. "You must know...no one else knows..."

He smiled. "Well, it wasn't that hard to figure out," he told her. "The way you touch him, and the simple fact that he lets you touch him like that was enough to point me in the right direction."

Alana twirled her hair in her fingers. "I...will try to be more aware of that. I thought I was being careful. I thought we were being careful." She looked past him to see Yori come down stairs.

Yori was just in his boxers as he hoped down the stairs. He started to ask why she was still dressed when he realized his father was there. "Umm, I'm just going to grab my clean clothes out of the cleaning room," he said, trying to explain why he was practically naked.

"Yori...your father smells me on you," Alana said softly.

Yori stopped dead in his tracks. "Oh...." He started to say something when his father raised his hand to silence him.

"Do you care about her?"

Yori looked at Alana and shrugged. "Yeah. I wouldn't put my safety and her safety in jeopardy if I didn't."

"That's all I needed to know." He then looked back at Alana. "Tell me. How deeply do you care about each other?"

Alana stiffened. "I...I think that's a little personal for me to answer..." she said and looked away while blushing.

He chuckled and looked at his son who had already managed to slink away. He was stealthy. He'd give him that. "Well, I would like to know," he told her. "Because if you and my son wish to continue this...relationship, then eventually it will be made public. Either by you or by the media."

Alana snapped her head to him. "It will never be public. Not unless the law is passed to let our races be together. I will not risk Yori's life or my own any more than I have," she said.

He nodded slowly. "What if I could obtain diplomatic immunity for you and him? It would set you apart from the law your president made. It won't change people's attitudes toward you, but it would keep you from being punished by the law. More importantly, if you made your relationship with Yori open, it might make people think more."

Alana thought a moment. "I would like to talk it over with Yori...but I would do anything for the cause. Of course...I'll need to heir more bodyguards...I'm sure that if we go public, people will be out to murder us both more so than now."

He nodded. "Of course. Talk it over with him tonight and then let me know what you wish to do." He stood and shook her hand, smiling before he gave her a hug. "I can tell you make my son very happy. For that, I'm grateful." As he pulled away he started for the door.

"I'm leaving, Yori. You can come out now." After the door shut, Yori stuck his head out from the second story.

"Is he really gone?"

Alana threw her shoe at him. "Coward!"

He fell down and avoided her shoe. "Well, that's one way to start striping," he smirked. "And I'm not a coward! I'll take a bullet for you, I just won't talk to my father about our...well...love life."

"That is what I call a coward! You just left me here! Must I do everything on my own!" she said and threw the other shoe at him.

He ducked beneath that one, sitting on all fours as he stared at her. "You're the politician. Not me. I just hit stuff and have amazing sex."

"I wouldn't call bruising and bleeding amazing. The only one feeling amazing afterward is you," she said and started up stairs.

"Isn't that what I said?" He looked at her with curiosity but shrugged it off. Grabbing her shoes, he threw them up to the second story as he began pulling out things to cook. "Get naked and get in bed," he yelled as he started cooking.

"I said you would get a reward! I didn't say I would do what you said!" she yelled from her room but even as she yelled, she was stripping.

"Right. Sure, whatever you say princess." He began whistling as he threw the fish on to the skillet after breading it and covering it in spices. His lips were already watering for more than one reason.

Alana moaned as her naked form slipped under the covers. She laid back as the cold sheets caressed her body. More than anything, she missed this bed. All day she had thought about it and finally she was with it. Just when she got settled, Yori came in with the food and she sat up. "Smells good. I pray that you haven't put anything in it to drug me so you can go all night long without me complaining."

Yori stopped, looked down at the fish and then shook his head. "Nope. Not at all, but make sure to eat all of it," he told her as he set the fish down in front of her with a smirk. How did she know?

Alana smirked and pushed the fish away. "I'm so not eating that."

He smiled and pushed it back toward her. "We can do this the hard way or the easy way," he told her. "If you don't trust me I'll eat half of it."

She pushed it away and hardened her eyes. "I would rather starve."

He sighed. "Do you really think I'd drug you?" He took a piece of the fish and popped it into his mouth, licking his lips as he did so. "Even if I did, it wouldn't be anything harmful. Just something to make it more...pleasurable." He cut another piece off and ate it. The next piece he held out for her. "At least taste it."

She hesitated but leaned forward and took the bit. It was good. Actually, it was better than most fish she had had. Looking at him, she got serious and her hand went over his. "You said the other day that you would try...that night...I had never felt more attracted to you. That is, until today when you can into the bathroom and wrapped your arms around me." She rubbed his hand lightly with her thumb. "I was hoping...tonight would have the same feeling for me."

He put the fish down and ran his hand over her face. "You are all I have been able to think about today," he admitted. Leaning forward, he pressed his lips to her's. His touch was hungry but restrained. It was as if he was a starving man who was trying to make the little food he had go a long way. Pulling back, he just stared at her with a smile."I'd like to give it a try tonight," he said. "But not on an empty stomach. I can't think about not hurting you and being hungry at the same time. It won't end well." He winked and cut the fish in half.

Alana nodded lightly with a smile. She opened her mouth and he put another bite in for her. "You're a good cook," she said taking another bite.

He smirked as she ate. "Well, the Eldarian catnip might have something to do with the flavor," he admitted as he tore into his. It made Eldarian's particularly frisky, but in humans it generally elicited desire and heat unlike anything else.

"What?" she asked. "You really did drug me!"

He stopped and shook his head quickly. "I use it at a spice for most of my food. It makes it taste better."

"Well...what will it do to me? I'm not Eldarian."

He shrugged. "It usually acts as a very powerful aphrodisiac for my kind. For humans it's generally the same thing only a lot better. Though there was one rare case of someone growing a tail because of it." He stopped to ponder this for a moment.

Alana moved her hand to her back. "I swear if I grow a tail, I'm kicking your ass!"

"Aww, but I thought you said you wanted a tail." He smirked. It should be setting in soon. He ran his hand over her flesh slowly, watching the goose bumps rise.

Alana's body shook at his touch. She wanted to be mad. She really really wanted to be mad, but nothing seemed to register in her head other than his claws on her flesh. She inhaled deeply and placed her hand on his chest. "What did you do to me?" she asked in a heavy voice.

He smirked into her neck, his fangs grazing her tender flesh. "Nothing...other than turn you into a horny kitty for the next six or eight hours," he whispered.

She shivered. Hesitating she moved her hand to his cheek. "Don't break me..." she whispered then pushed her lips against his. She didn't wait for his mouth to open on its own. She thrusted her tongue deep in his throat and moaned into it while her hands pulled at his boxers.

He nibbled on her tongue as it forced its way into his mouth. This was going better than he thought it would. He let her pull off his boxers. He had her for quite a while, he was going to enjoy every minute of this. The thing about Eldarian cat nip was that as time progressed its effects got better and better. His hands trailed over her body, spreading her legs he rubbed her slit teasingly. Alana pushed him down on the bed. Her body felt like it was on fire and she wasn't in control. Her nails drug across his chest as she nibbled on his neck. Her hips rocked against his hand, begging and whimpering for me. As she pushed him down, for a second he thought he might have put too much in her portion of the fish. After all he had given her enough for two people. When he felt her hips rock against his hands he shook that though from his head. There was no such thing as too much. He gave her what she wanted, sliding three fingers into her and pumping in and out of her. His other hand grabbed at her breast, pinching its nipple and nipping at her flesh, he begged for her to claw and bite him, the pain was sheer ecstasy. Alana hissed with joy and she licked his chest tenderly before biting it and dragging her nails over his skin. She had never felt like this before. She felt...animalistic. Her body screamed for him, all of him and she needed him now.

He worked a fourth finger into her, surprised by how loose and welcoming she was for him. Maybe tonight he could finally get all of himself into her. She was rougher than before, she needed it badly, and he was enjoying every second of this. She moved her lips over his and bit his bottom lip while moved her legs around his hips. She rubbed her clit against his cock and grunted at the feeling. Her back arched and she moved from his lips to cry out as she came her poured out over his hand and cock. Panting, she didn't miss a beat, her lips met his once more. She came already? He smiled into the kiss as his tongue moved into her mouth. He was going to have to get some more of that cat nip. This was amazing. He continued to pump her with his fingers, not wanting to give into her desires just yet. He liked seeing her beg for it. He liked seeing her look at him with need. Yes, he would definitely get more of this.

Alana grabbed his hand roughly and pulled it from her she pushed it to the bed, pinning it. "Don't tease me, Yori!" she said.

Yori looked down as she pinned his arm. "Did you get stronger?" he asked, completely ignoring what she was saying.

She moved off him and pulled him with her. Moving her legs apart, she moaned as he settled between them and his dick rubbed her hot core. Her hands moved to his shoulders and she dug her nails into them, drawing blood. He winced, but smirked as she began to draw blood. Yes, she was definitely stronger. A side effect from the nip? He was curious what else it was going to do to her. Pushing her down, he ran his fangs over her flesh. Grinding against her, he let his cock rub against her core, his dick pushing against her clit. Finally he gave mercy to her. Holding onto her hips he thrust himself halfway into her welcoming hole. Alana's eyes closed and she moaned with a smile. Her back arched and she pulled her legs up, making him slide in more. She pulled him down on her chest while her nails ran over his back and her tongue licked the blood from his shoulders.

As he slid into her more, he was surprised as her tongue lapped over his shoulders. Was it just him or was she acting more...cat like? He didn't care. He started to inch his way deeper into her as he thrust into her. Inch by inch he was going deeper. His hands ran down her back, trying hard not claw into her as he grabbed her butt as he thrust. Her head moved back and she dug her nails in his hips as he moved deeper in her. It hurt, badly, yet she didn't want him to stop. Her hips rose with him until he was all the way in her. She cried out and knew she was bleeding but she just couldn't stop. Moving her hips back down, she met his again, over and over. He couldn't believe he'd actually gotten all the way into her. He didn't think it was possible. At this rate he was probably hitting some type of organ every time he pounded in to her. Not that either of them seemed to care at the moment. While he kneaded her ass he continued to pump into her, groaning at the effort it took as she pounded into him as well.

Alana pushed at his chest harshly, watching him fall back on his back. She moved over him and let him enter her again. She placed her hands on his chest and started riding him hard while her nails dug into his chest with each thrust. Nothing seemed to make the burning stop. She needed to feel more. She needed to get more. He couldn't believe how easily she was able to shove him. As she crawled on top and started riding him, he pushed his hips up to meet her. She was insatiable, it seemed, but that was good. He was ready for a long night with her. HIs hands trailed down her flesh even as she began to claw up his chest. He could feel himself building, but he was honestly afraid that she would get pissed if he came now. She looked...hungry was the best way to describe it. She needed this she needed to be filled.

"Harder!" she demanded as she bounded on him. She moved one of her hands to her clit and started to rub in. Her other hand with to one of her nibbles and started pinching it.

There wasn't much he could do without causing serious damage to her. Grabbing onto her hips he pulled her down harder as she slammed onto his cock. Even as he rose to meet her it still didn't seem to be enough to satisfy her. He wasn't doing something right, she was sure of it. She would have to do it herself. Her hand worked hard on her clit until she started to build. She hissed with excitement and smiled while her head shot back. When she came again, he took that as a chance to come himself. He pulled her tight and rolled over so that he was on top of her once more as he pumped into her. As he spilled his seed, he sighed and leaned against her. That had been unusual, but very fun.

She looked up at him. "Why...are you stopping?" she asked with deep breaths.

"Because I came..." He said, looking down at her. Even if she wanted to go again it would take him a few minutes to get ready.

Alana moved her lips over his. She pushed at his hips until he was out and then she started to rub him again, working to get him hard.