-A/N-

Its gonna get nasty now, so don't you dare complain in the reviews regarding that or I will stop writing this. Lol

You have been warned.

-End of A/N-

Chap 11:

~Hands touching her, clawing at her body. She was back in the forest but she knew they were alone. The cold wet alien jungle seemed empty of all other creatures and life except for the monster snarling above her. Swiping viscously at her netting covering her body he left long bloody marks and torn netting in his wake. The pain seared at her mind. Crying she fought uselessly as the pale eyed guard lifted and spread her legs.~

The ghost like feeling of being ripped in half tore her out of her nightmare with a small whimper.

Sitting straight up, the leather sheet pooled at her waist as Camila struggled to catch her breath. The dream felt so real, so horrifying. Looking down at her stomach she ran a hand over the intact netting in relief. Camila didn't even remember falling asleep. She had been staring at the door, wanting to be alert and ready if Blade came back. Wiping the wet trail of tears from her face she looked around the dark room. The fire was low, barely lighting the area. The pattering of noise outside drew her attention. Looking up, she squinted at the skylights along the circular roof. Camila could barely see out of them, despite it being dark on the inside of the yurt. Water cascaded off the glass as occasional debris pelted the windows and the metal sides. The storm seemed stronger than it was when she initially laid down.

Chilled, Camila lifted the leather blanket higher around her breasts, tucking it under each arm. The cut on her arm caught her eye. Lightly she ran the pads of her fingers gently over the long orange rubbery substance above her cut. Blade had been in while she was asleep, even somehow managing to clean and dress her cut. She knew she should go back to sleep, there was no telling what tomorrow was going to hold. Blade could very well have her running through the jungle in this monsoon, and if that was the case, she needed to get as much rest as she could now. But she didn't want to fall back asleep, she was afraid to. Bowing her head, some of her hair fell down like a canopy around her shoulders as she tried to push the scenes from that nightmare from her mind.

"He is dead," she whispered to herself, trying to convince her fear of the fact. He couldn't hurt her now.

The memory of the guard's hand pressing over her mouth and holding her to the tree resurfaced. Holding her hand up to her mouth, she bit her lip, the memory was so real it was almost tactile. It was as if she could still see his cruel eyes above her as his clammy hand pressed into her mouth.

The deep vibrations caused her to jerk her head up. Looking around, Camila's eyes stopped on the dark corner of the room, where the dim fire's light barely touched. Bright, familiar green eyes appeared first in of the dark.

Camila didn't even flinch when she watched Blade step out of the inky shadows and fully into the fire's light. Standing on the other side of the bed, he stared down at her. How long had he been standing there, watching her?

Without a sound between them she watched him click the button on his cuffs, immediately retracting the netting over his body. His armor, she noticed, had already been removed leaving him standing only in his black leather loincloth. Gracefully like a big cat, he lowered himself onto the large bed with her. With his shoulders at the height of her head he turned and looked down at her.

The fear she had moments ago was gone. The guard that touched her was gone—dead gone. He couldn't hurt her now and she somewhat doubted any other guard or hunter alike would try that particular transgression again. But that didn't mean she was necessarily safe. A new fear crept into her heart as she watched Blade lay down with a deep rumbling sigh. Was he tired? Was this, Blade tired? She could only pray he was. Nervously she lowered herself flat onto the mattress, doing her best to keep plenty of space between them. Looking up beside her, she watched his massive chest slowly inhale and exhale as he breathed. When she looked at the massive male next to her, every emotion feminine and primal surfaced and whirled like a tornado in her heart. Dread, fear, anticipation, curious arousal: everything that shouldn't be there—was!

Blade was going to finish what he started earlier, she could feel it in her bones, and no matter what she did she wasn't going to be able to stop him.

*#*

Thunder cracked with a violent boom around them shaking the ground. Camila jolted at the noise, opening her eyes just a crack, she was somewhere between sleep and awareness but the thumping of her startled heart made it hard to go directly back asleep. The large hand placed on the dip of her hip didn't shock her as she thought it would, instead she found herself pressing the length of her body against the hard broad body next to her in response. Like being injected with a sedative, her body immediately relaxed against his and Camila shut her eyes.

*#*

The storm was getting stronger around them, even without waking Camila could hear the chaotic howling of the wind and the forest debris hit the metal yurt with intense speeds.

Drifting back to sleep, Camila only shifted slightly in her sleep at the light sound of fabric shredding. The sudden cool air on her breasts was replaced by a captivating warmth that left her frustrated and wanting more. Stirring with a frown, Camila tried to turn over onto her side and nearly groaned when she realized she couldn't for some reason. Quickly her brain tried to deduce as to why. Maybe she was tangled up in the leather sheet or maybe she was still sandwiched against Blade's body in a weird way that prevented her from moving. Agitated, she tried to just settle back down and fall back into her elusive deep sleep. But the building heat inside of her would not let her. It was driving her crazy. Camila could feel her chest beginning to heave slightly in response. The stirring heat over her breasts and in her core was drowning her inside and out. The moan on her lips finally pulled her out of her exhaustion.

Opening her eyes, Camila struggled to focus for a few seconds as she stared at the massive dark shape at the end of the bed. This time a moan did escape her lips. Shifting her pelvis, she felt the pressure inside her, it was the same feeling as before, her sex tightened with another wave of delicious heat.

With tremendous effort, she squinted through the darkness of the room and focused on the bright green eyes staring back at her. The two gazes locked onto each other, and Camila wanted to hold her breath to ready herself for something that felt unavoidable, but the brush to her aching clit tore another moan from her mouth. Having adjusted to the darkness, her eyes made him out clearly now. Sitting casually at the end of the bed facing her, Blade was working her body against her. Looking down she could see her netted suit had been torn down the middle so that it lay garishly open at the sides revealing herself fully for him. Her legs were spread wide on either side of his hips giving him full access to her wet heat.

"Blade," she whispered breathlessly, pushing herself onto her elbows she looked up at him. "Please, we can't…"

The growl cut her off as his finger inside her began to increase his rhythm. Throwing her head back between her shoulder blades, Camila whimpered loudly. Pulling at her thigh, Blade dragged her down the bed and further towards his lap. As if playing an instrument, Blade ran his thumb back and forth with perfect timing across her swollen bud of nerves as he added another of his thick fingers inside of her, causing her to groan at the tight stretch.

Digging her fingers into the mattress, Camila arched her back to the invasion. Never with any of her past lovers had her body responded lik this before. The forceful domination was unlike anything she was used to. The frightening feeling of being overwhelmed and dominated by this creature made her body react shamefully. She could hear his fingers gliding in and out easily with the wet sounds her sex produced. Dropping her shoulders back down to the mattress, Camila moved her hips in time with his pulsing fingers. Her body felt as if it was about to catch on fire. Ignoring her delirious mewling protest, Blade cocked his head to one side in apparent fascination as his movements speed up. Catching the tender bud between his fingers, Blade squeezed gently. Camila threw her head back in a sharp cry as her world imploded around her.

With her chest still heaving and her pussy pulsing with the aftershocks of her orgasm Camila tiredly focused back on the creature at the end of the bed. Standing up, Blade flicked his head eagerly from side to side whipping his dreads over his shoulder. Grabbing at the black leather loincloth he yanked off the material revealing his engorged length. Camila swallowed nervously as she watched him move toward her, every movement was exquisite and laced with lethal power as he prowled closer. Kneeling on the bed, Blade grabbed one her thighs easily with one hand, pushing her leg forward positioning her to accommodate his girth.

As if a trance had been broken, Camila held her hands against his firm chest to stop him. "Blade please, wait, I can't." She literally couldn't. Glancing down at his monstrous cock she felt the phantom pain from the dream again as the guard ripped her apart.

Blade's hand around her thigh tightened as he gave her a deep reverberating growl she was quite familiar with—no. Pushing her thigh up, he pushed her back flat against the bed and she nearly jumped as she felt the thick hot head of his cock brush against her wet folds.

"Please," she screamed desperately, this time she pushed herself into a full sit up and wrapped her arms around his neck burying her face in his rubbery dreads. "Please Blade, you will hurt me…let me…" she could feel the rumble of his chest against her naked breasts and she knew she needed to think fast. "let's try something else first," her mind found the answer but she could barely say it aloud. She couldn't believe she was even going to try it. "Let me do something else instead." Leaning back, her heart felt like it stopped when she looked into his bright eyes. Camila couldn't tell what he was thinking.

His mandibles flexed outward as he let out a low deep sound, the pressure around her thigh loosened.

Relieved he was going to give her a chance, Camila's body felt feverish at the thought of what she was going to do. Looking back up nervously, Blade's eyes grew brighter as he watched her. Silently she directed him to sit on the bed as she got up to move around him. His hand shot out and grabbed her arm as she stepped backward, away from the bed. Not saying anything, she let him hold her wrist as she continued to step back before kneeling down in front of him, never breaking eye contact. Camila almost smiled as she saw the confusion in his eyes. She figured with mouths like that no one has ever done this before with him. Kneeling, she was face to face with his throbbing erection.

Camila stared at the length with wide eyes as she gently grabbed it with both hands. It was surprisingly smooth and very hot to the touch. Long and thick it wasn't too different compared to the human male anatomy. Pushing down the foreskin she unconsciously licked her lips at the slight ridging along the sides. A huge part of her couldn't believe she was about to do this, but a tiny part of her wanted to feel those ridges against her tongue. Staring at it she suddenly realized she had never been with anyone who didn't have pubic hair, it was kind of nice she thought. Leaning forward she ignored the subtle ghost like twitch that went through his taught body and wrapped her lips around the fat head. Camila could feel his thighs tighten underneath her elbows where they rested. Just like his skin there was no smell, no clamminess nothing. Even human men had a natural musk around their dicks, but not him. Taking more of him into her mouth, she slid her hands fisting his thick shaft to the base before looking up and meeting his eyes before suctioning her mouth around him as she stroked up.

Camila nearly jumped as she watched his claws dig into the metal bedframe on either side of his thighs. Pleased that he liked it, she began to take him deeper, her pussy clenching when she heard him groan. This wasn't supposed to be turning her on, she was supposed to be doing this to save her from being torn in half but as she stroked his fat cock even further into her mouth she couldn't help but look back up at him. His body was stiff as a board as he seemed to hold onto to the bedframe for dear life as she picked up the pace. They could both hear the wet slurping sounds her mouth was making around his shaft as she greedily sucked him deeper. Her mind was going blank, she was losing herself in this moment. To have this huge apex predator clutching onto the bed as she throated his huge dick was like a euphoric high. Moaning around his cock, she leaned forward on her knees so she could bob her head stronger against his thickening cock. Cupping his balls, her eyes nearly rolled back as she heard him groan and the metal on the bedframe bend under his grip, he was close. Fuck she didn't care. She planned on having him just come on her breasts but as she looked up and saw the violent need in his eyes she wanted him to come down her throat. She wanted to drink it all. The grip on the back of her head nearly made her come right then and there, as she felt him cup her head and bob her head faster along his dick. Up and down, up and down, she was moaning around his dick as she began to finger herself. So close, so damn close.

With a jerk of his hips, Blade let out a guttural roar as he released deep into her throat. Keeping her throat as wide and relaxed as possible Camila ignored the tears running down her face as she worked her throat to drink all of his come. Slowly, after one final spurt of his seed across her tongue he let his cock bob free from her mouth. Breathing heavily, Camila wiped the tears from her eyes as she swallowed the oddly tasteless sperm. Leaning back down tiredly onto her haunches she let a large sigh as she stared back up at him.

Still with one hand buried into the metal of the frame, Blade remained sitting on the edge of the bed. His chest heaved in and out like she never seen before. She didn't even know he could breathe heavy like that. Just as his chest heaved his mandibles over his mouth flexed in and out in time with his breaths. Odd rolling click she never heard before began deep in his chest.

"Blade, what's…oh no" Camila nearly choked on her words as she watched his cock stand back up. Alarmed she looked up at him and shook her head as he slowly stood up. "No Blade, I did that so…" He wasn't listening, his eyes were neon green and his body seemed to be pulsating with need. Reaching down he grabbed her arm yanking her to standing. "Blade don't," she screamed as he tossed her onto the bed face down.

Blunt claws dug lightly into her thighs has he picked her up with ease, adjusting her ass high and her face down on the bed. Her pussy clenched instinctually with traitorous heat as she realized what he was going to do.

"Blade you bastard, I only did that…Ahhh" her scream pierced the air as she felt him slam all the way into her.

Her breath felt like it was stuck in her chest as she groaned against the burning pain. Her thighs trembled from their kneeling position as she felt his hips lean into her ass. Fisting the leather blanket beneath her, Camila hid her face into the material as she began to cry. She could hear his low growling noise has he remained motionless inside of her. Refusing to move or participate, she stayed motionless as she kneeled there on the bed with her head down. Warm large hands began stroking the length of her back before settling on each soft globe of her ass. Slowly she could feel herself relax as he continued to stroke her soothingly all the while keeping his hips perfectly still. Reflexively she tightened the walls of her core as her body settled around the invading force. Camila could feel him twitch inside of her and his hands pause on her back as her body clenched around his shaft. God, she felt so stuffed, it felt like he was in her womb. The grip on her hips returned as he held her steady as he pulled his hips back.

"Blade," she whispered as she turned her head to look back up at him. She was scared. She was terrified that this seven-foot creature was going to cripple her or something. Even through his hands gripping her hips, she could feel the strength in him. She could see his stacked abs pressing against the top of her ass and she could see his biceps bulging as he prepared to piston himself forward.

Slowly he pulled back before driving himself forward again eliciting a strangled cry from her throat. Deeper and deeper until her body's resistance had no choice but to give away, Blade pounded into her body. Her screams only seemed to drive him further into a maddening inhuman pace. One continuous low shaking growl seemed to fill the room and reverberate off the walls as his hips slapped against her ass.

"Blade, Blade, Blade, Blade," she screamed over and over again with each deep thrust. Her mind was going blank, she was so close again to breaking.

The grip on her hips got tighter, almost painfully so, as his pace became brutal. Stars dotted her vision as her body exploded in her climax. Holding her limp body upright by the grip on her hips, Blade's release was deafening as he threw his head back in a carnal roar. Jerking his hips against her, Camila could feel his seed spill into her womb as her body shuddered against him. Boneless, Camila's body sank to the mattress when Blade finally released his grip on her. With a heavy groan she felt him lay heavily beside her.

Wrapping his arm around her stomach, Blade pulled her to him trapping her against his muscled arm and his hard chest. Too exhausted to fight, she fell asleep in his arms.