Elina

Lazarus is silent the whole way back to our room. Every attempt to start a conversation falls flat as he refuses to answer me. His posture is rigid and his jaw is clenched tight. He is definitely angry. But why?

When we get back to our room Lazarus picks me up and goes straight to the bedroom. He doesn't throw me down at the bed as he usually does but gently puts me down on the floor next to the bed. "Turn around and bend over." He instructs me in a stern voice. I raise my eyebrows in question. "You are getting a punishment for withholding this important information." He says matter of factly.

"And if I refuse?" I say cheekily and cross my arms. We stare at each other for a few minutes, none of us ready to yield.

Eventually he gives up and grabs me. He roughly turns me around and pushes me forward down on the bed while holding my hips in a firm grip. I catch myself with my arms and he uses his foot to kick my legs apart. He lifts up my skirt, grabs my panties and rips them apart.

I realize that I'm in the position he requested and I try to stand up. He places his large hand between my shoulderblades to keep me bent over. He lifts his hand and spanks me. "Ow! Lazarus no." He ignores me and keeps up his slaps on my bare behind. They are hard and fast and all I can do is stand there and receive. As tears start to run down my cheeks he stops and massages my aching cheeks. Despite the pain and my anger at him for doing this I feel my core moisten itself, ready to receive him.

"You should have told me earlier. What if you would have lost the baby when you fell last week. I will never forgive myself if anything happens to you." He murmurs and leans down to kiss my sore butt.

"If I had lost it last week it would not have been because I fell on my arse." I sniffle out between my sobs. He gives me another hard slap for my cheeky answer. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" I quickly yell, not feeling for another session of spanking. He gives my cheeks a firm squeeze, warning me of more defiant behavior.

I remain standing in the position he had placed me in. From all the punishment he has administered on me these past few weeks I knew what was expected of me after. I have to wait for permission before leaving my position or more punishment would be delivered.

His hand slowly moves down the backside of my thighs and then up on the inside stopping to rub my already wet folds. I moan as he reaches my clit and he rubs it in slow circular movements. I give out a moaning gasp as he inserts his thumb in my tight channel and I feel my walls contract around him.

"Even if that wouldn't have been the reason, it is wiser to be cautious." His voice is low and husky as he bends down to speak into my ear. I moan from his close proximity.

"Lazarus. Please. You're teasing me." I moan out. His fingers are too soft on my clit, not giving me enough pressure for release and his thumb is too slow. I thrust my hips back towards his hand to get more stimulation but his hand follows my motion. I give him a small growl in frustration.

"This is a punishment, Elina. I don't think you are sorry enough yet." His mouth falls to my butt and he kisses the skin there. He moves to kneel behind me and continues to kiss my red behind slowly moving closer to where he knows I want him. But he's teasing me. His mouth slowly trails down my thigh and then up the other. He has changed the position of his hand and now it's the thumb rubbing my clit and two long fingers that slowly moves in and out. I whimper at his teasing and the fact that he deliberately avoids giving me an orgasm.

Soon his mouth and tongue move down the crevice between my butt cheeks and I tense. This is not something I have ever done before. Jason never dared to go near the back door in fright of magically turning gay. And I am not sure that I want to try something like that out either. It feels unsanitary.

"No. Not there." He rubs my clitroris a little harder earning him a pleased moan from me. But his tongue continues down until it reaches my back entrance. I clench my cheeks and he gives me a hard slap on my butt. I gasp out in pain and quickly relax again.

"Good girl." He murmurs from behind me.

"I don't want you to go there." I pleaded with him.

"This is still a punishment. You don't get to choose your punishment." I whimper in discomfort. "Do you trust me, Elina?" He asks me, rubbing me harder as he thrusts his fingers into me. I nod. "Word Elina. You have to use words."

"Yes, Lazarus. I trust you." I moan out as he curls his fingers and touches my sweet spot.

"Do you trust me to never hurt you?" He licks my ass again.

"Mmm. Yes."

"Then relax. I will not hurt you and if it becomes too much I will stop." He says and kisses my butt. "Spread your legs some more."

"Okay." I'm still hesitant but try to relax as much as possible and spread my feet a tiny bit more. He started over by kissing and licking my behind and down the back of my thighs. His tongue then makes its way up the inside of my thigh and then past my preoccupied sex and straigt for butt hole.

I shiver as his tongue slowly circles it. I can't believe that he has the stomach to do this. I know I'm clean but still. The hand that is not occupied with my vagina comes to seperate my cheeks for better access. He presses his tongue harder against my tight rose. Then he moves his hand from my pussy up towards my anal. I give out a whine at the loss of stimulation and then tense up, anticipating what he's going to do.

"Relax love." His husky voice catches me off guard and I do what he tells me. Then he firmly presses his thumb into my hole. I gasp and moan in both pain and pleasure. The feeling of his finger in my but is both nasty and exciting at the same time. "Good girl." He praises me as he slowly starts to move his finger in and out. He moves to a standing position behind me and I hear him unzip his trousers. My pussy is overflowing with my juices. "Look at that beautiful sight. You're so wet it runs down your legs." He says and I whimper as he increases the force and speed of his finger. His trousers and boxers drop to the floor and he kicks them to the side. "You are so ready for me. For me to shove this thick cock into your wet cunt." He rubs the head of his engorged shaft along my wet cleft.

"Aaah. Yes! Yes! Please Lazarus!" He roughly shoves his hard member in my waiting core with one fluid movement. The feeling of him filling me completely has me cumming hard and I scream out my release. He moans and gives me a few hard thrust for me to ride out my orgasm. Then he slows down and removes his finger from my butt.

"Fuck Elina. You are so sexy when you cum on my cock." He pulls out of me and turns me around. His mouth claims mine in a passionate kiss. He bends down to lift me up so that the back of my knees rest on his forearms. He aligned himself with my opening and with a hard thrust he is once again buried deep within me. With the help of gravity and the thrust of his hips he fucks me hard but too soon he stops.

He slips out of me and lays me down on the bed. He removes his shirt and crawls over me. Soon he's thrusting into me again and I feel his member swell. I have grown accustomed to the feeling now and with his help it doesn't hurt anymore. He grunts as he reaches the peak and bites my neck hard. In reaction to his bite I dig my nails deep into the skin of his shoulders.

The bite is a pain I haven't gotten used to. During our mating he refrained from doing it every time, but since he went back to work he bites me every time. I know that when breeding a Galdrian female the bite makes her ovulate, but there is also the aspect of claiming. Of showing other males that the female is well taken care of.

I have seen the glances the other males on the ship throw at my neck to see how recent my bite is. There was one time when Lazarus had to go to attend the bridge instead of another captain that fell ill. We didn't have sex two days in a row because he came back when I was sleeping and had to return first thing in the morning. The stares I got those days were a little unsettling. There was even one that had the audacity to touch me while he licked his lips. Fortunately his friend stopped him before he did anything too improper.

As he comes down he releases my neck and gives the bite mark a gentle lick. Since the puncture wounds of the bite are so small they heal pretty fast, but my neck is littered with small scars on both sides. I relax my fingers, retracting my nails from his shoulders as the pain subsides. He continues to swivel his hips and gives me deep thrusts and soon I'm cumming over and over again. Once the swelling has gone down he rolls off me and pulls me close to snuggle.

"I didn't mean to hurt you by not telling you." I murmur as I bury my face in his neck and draw a deep breath of his scent.

"Mmm." Is the answer I get from him. I can hear that he's on the brink of falling asleep.

"I thought that you finding out that I might be pregnant and me then getting my period and all was false alarm seemed worse." I lean up on my elbow to look down at him. He gives me a sleepy smile.

"I understand. But you should not have played VR yesterday, or any other day after you found out. That's what the punishment was for." He gives me a stern, but sleepy, look and I pout at him. "Did you like your punishment?"

"No!" I give him a horrified look but he only raises his eyebrow at me and I sigh. "Okay, maybe a little. But it was scary."

"That's why I gave it as a punishment. That way you couldn't refuse." He gives me a sexy smirk as I swat him on his hard pecs. "Now let's sleep. I feel exhausted."

"Okay Captain." I say and give his lips a quick peck before I lay down my head on his chest and quickly fall asleep.

***

After a much needed nap I woke up to Lazarus still snoring lightly beside me. I raised myself up on my elbow to look at his sleeping face. He's so beautiful. Long pale blue eyelashes that rest against his prominent cheekbones. His square jaw is sprinkled with light stubble. He's always clean shaven but today he must have been distracted by my absentmindness. I find that I don't mind the light stubble over his jaw. I'm not much of a fan of scratchy beards. But I have to admit he looks sexy in his disheveled state.

I trace my finger lightly over his straight nose, over his soft full lips. They are a little bit full for a man perhaps, but I can always wish for our daughters to inherit them. I bite my lip as my fingers stop at his lips. Daughters. As in plural. Have I fallen completely for what he has told me? Do I really want several children with this alien?

Maybe. I smile to myself.

My fingers continue their journey down his chin and neck, over his collarbone and along the scar over his pecs. I lay my hand flat against his torso and feel his heartbeat underneath my palm. Then my hand continues down over his well defined abs, trailing the light hair that goes in under the blanket we have thrown over our hips.

He grunts a little as my hand softly travels down his stomach. A little ticklish maybe. A smile appears on my lips and I throw my eyes up to his face. He's still sleeping. I can see the bulge underneath the blanket. It has grown during my escapade down his body. Perhaps he's about to wake up.

My hand travels under the blanket to his semi hard dick. Even if it's not fully engorged it still is impressive. As I close my hand around him he groans and his hips jerk. Looking up at his face I see that his eyes are still closed but his face is scrunched up, almost like in question. I move my hand slowly up and down his shaft and feel him harden under my touch. His face is more relaxed but not completely.

I raise myself up on my knees and check my status. Yep, I'm wet and ready. Slowly I raise myself to kneel over him and align his hard cock with my wet core and sink down over him. He moans out in pleasure and his hands fist in the bedsheet. I put my hands on his chest to brace myself as I started to raise and lower myself onto his cock. His hands let go of the sheet and take a tight grip on my hips to press me down even further at the same time that he thrusts up. "Aaah." I moan out in surprise as he takes over the motion, thrusting up hard and deep into me. My eyes travel to his face and I see that his eyes are open in two sleepy slits.

"You thought that you could have all the fun for yourself?" His voice is raw and husky from sleep and desire. "Fuck that feels good." He throws his head back against the pillows. Being on top and seeing all his reactions to me is exhilarating. I moan as he thrusts up and reaches just the right spot. I reach my hand between us ro rub my clit as I ride him. "I could get used to this view."

"Me too." I moan out feeling my orgasm build up.

"Fuck me with all you got, love!" He says and gives me an extra hard thrust. "Squeeze me as you come." With those words my body explodes. My walls contract almost painfully around him. "Fuuuck!" He shouts as he drives as deep as he can and swells inside me.

I whimper as he swells. I haven't had him in this position before and the pressure is intense. It feels like he's going to tear me apart with how big he is. He's making sure to hold me still on top of him to make sure I don't hurt myself. His grunts and steel grip lessen and I relax. "This is definitely one of my favorite ways to wake up from now on." He smirks at me.

I whimper again as I gyrate my hips over him, chasing another orgasm. One of his hands finds my clit and the other goes up to squeeze my breast and roll my nipple and I explode again. "Aaah. Lazarus! Fuck that feels good." I scream out as I cream all over him. He grunts in pleasure as I squeeze him.