*39 years ago, Planet unknown*

You stare up at Mack with certain eyes. Up until now, there has been no penetration in your games with each other. What started out as a simple 'lesson' turned into more as the nights went on. No one in the group knew what you two did after they fell asleep; most of the team were busy doing similar things with the other women in the groups. Mack had opened up a new world to you, showing you the pleasures that could be had through touch alone. One night, you invited him to help you and that progressed things to the next level. You came to crave these private sessions with him. Exploring now with touch and taste. But tonight would be a point of no return, once again, for you. Mack was different from Rick. Rick stoked the fire within and Mack became the passion you craved to chase away the horrors seen on the field. Horrors like the one you just went through.

"You're mine now…" Mack's voice almost felt like a growl as he lowered himself along your body, ripping at the pants and yanking them off in one move. You forgot how strong he was as you hear the fabric give way and rip in his grasp. He then grips your inner thighs and pushes them open. As he dives down, you raise your crotch to meet him. Tongue dives in first as you gasp in pleasure; this was your typical play during the nights. But of course, this was only the start. Tonight, Mack licks up to suck on your tip, diving two fingers within to push hard against your spot. The other hand reaches upwards to find a sensitive nipple and pinch hard, releasing a whimper from you. Mack knew this body now. He knew what got you going so late in the evening, and he used all knowledge tonight.

Your body starts to react to his pushing, sucking and squeezing by closing in on his work. Mack removes his fingers and raises up to stare at you. He places both fingers in his mouth and growls as he slowly pulls them out. His eyes start to glow in their silver color; a true sign for his race that he was fully aroused. You had learned that scent and taste were the most seductive experiences for his kind; that they identified their mates by these. That low growl echoes within his chest as he lowers a hand to stroke along his length. You look downward, instantly aroused at the sight of him. He was longer and thicker; it took two of your hands to wrap around the length of him while jerking him off. The memory of that tip within your mouth starts to pull you towards him as he leans backward to allow you access. You grab him, pulling his length up to your mouth to return the favor and envelop him within to suck hard, your tongue tracing the outline. You watch as his back arches and he begs you for more pressure.

Two hands push him backward as you reposition yourself to fully control his experience. One hand reaches down to his sack to grip and twist in the method he taught you. His hips raise up suddenly, thrusting his length further into your mouth as you suck with a greater intensity. Mack curses above you, telling you that if you didn't fucking stop, the night would come to an end before he had the chance to fuck you proper. With a chuckle, you back away and shoot him a sly look.

"Oh, poor baby… And here I thought you wanted me to do this. After all, you are the one who taught me…" You coo out in a sing song voice. While talking, you slowly crawl up the length of his body, never breaking eye contact. Mack is breathing shallower as his hands wrap around your waist.

"Fuck… I regret my decision…" he whispered.

"You do?" You question back, running a tongue along his chest. A sharp inhale from him is his answer.

Mack growls again and pulls your body the rest of the way up place you along his mouth. Your hands lay flat along the metal tent wall as you raise up on your knees, his tongue darting out and across you. Both hands claw into your ass as you scream out and start rocking your body. You hear Mack encourage the movement as he assists with his grip. Your head falls back as you gasp in time with the movement and him. Then he grips your hips again, tosses you backward on the bed and jumps on top of you.

"No more… games…" His eyes are intense. He reaches down to grab himself and slowly move his tip along the outside of your walls. Eyes are starring into yours as he speeds up the movement, causing you to buck. As your hips raise, he presses himself along your opening and pushes in gently. The girth of him excites you, and this is just his tip. You beg him to enter. His eyes become hesitant.

"Mack… I want you." You whisper up at him. He leans down to kiss you slowly.

"Please… please let me know if I hurt you. Gods… I don't want to scare you… I… please…" You can tell from that plea that there have been issues with other lovers in the past. Both hands hold his face as you smile.

"Promise. Now don't make me wait any longer lover."

Mack smiles, nods his head and starts to push into you. Once the tip is safely within, you arch and scream in pleasure as the girth and length stretch you. You beg for more, for him to push harder, for him to take you; and he answers. Another growl vibrates along your body as he pushes in to his entirety. You scream and dig in your nails along his back. He groans in return and starts the slow movement back and forth as you loosen up down below. Each thrust within fills you, knocking along the back and pulling out to rub along your spot, causing lightning to spark along every nerve. Without realizing it, you wrap your legs around him and arch your hips upward. Entry is smoother at this angle and you are rewarded with an increase in speed and momentum. Your breathing comes quicker as you hear Mack yell out and look down at you.

"You wanna… ride… me?" He gets out between thrusts.

"Oh gods please…"

Mack exits and helps you sit up. Another kiss is given as his fingers stroke along your tip. You lean into his play as you push him along the bed. Your hips grind against his hand as you hear a gruff laugh.

"Fuck, I love when you do this…"

"What exactly? Remember our deal?" Which was to always talk, listen, ask and answer.

"When you grind against me, encouraging the motions… when you take control of me."

"What?" You laugh at first. "Has no other woman done that?" Then you stop laughing at his serious look.

"No. They are afraid of me."

You stare into his eyes, shocked. Now was not the time to find out why, so you focused on another way to answer him. You straddle his legs below his hips. He pulls a pillow under his head to watch you and smiles. Slowly you run your hips along his length and back down, not yet entering. His eyes close at the motion and you continue a couple more times. After that, it is your body begging to slide him within. You raise up on your heels and grab him. Mack helps by positioning himself and holding it still while you slowly lower yourself along him. This position wracks your body. The full length within you while sitting was almost too much. You automatically move around on top of him, grinding against his crotch and feeling his length react to the small movements. Mack had closed his eyes, his fingers have a death grip along your hips. A beg for more movement comes from his lips as he starts moving you himself. His hips raise and lower while you pause and savor the feeling within. A gasp escapes and Mack darts his eyes open. A hand grabs the back of your hair and yanks you down to his lips. The other hand grips your ass tightly and forces you to move along his length. You moan into his mouth and assist with the motions. Back and forth builds a heat that causes the two of you to groan in unison.

At one point you sit up again and bring your feet along the sides of his hips. You use your legs to lift and crash back down the length of him. He yells out and grabs your breasts to squeeze while you move. Your breath is coming faster as the inner walls start to pulse. You inform him that you are about to cum and he barks for you to get off. After you stand, Mack sits up and grabs your ass with both hands, forcing it to his eager mouth. With fingers and mouth, he brings you to a full orgasm. His strength keeps you upright as your legs give way to the sensations. As your body slows, Mack chuckles darkly and lays you down along the bed.

"Fuck girl. If you are to cum along my dick… that will be the end of our night."

"Then what do you have planned next?"

Mack smiles and turns you over on the bed. In your mind, in your dreams, you have envisioned this night before. Mack taking what was his from every possible angle. This, was a favorite thought. He lifts your hips upward and spreads your cheeks. You can feel his hot tip rub along you again. A little play along the ass from top to bottom and then he pushes himself within. You are still tight from the orgasm and he growls out again.

"Fuck girl… You're so tight… Gods, why did we wait?"

You answer by begging for movement. He is definitely one to please as he speeds up the motion to push all the way in. Once inside, he thrusts just enough to slam into the back of you again and again, driving another orgasm to build. Mack can feel the reverberations start and this time answers by pulling you up off the bed and along his body. The movement stretches you more and the feeling sends shivers along your body. Mack yells and he pushes you down against him. One hand reaches down to rub in circles along your tip. Both of your hands are drawn up to Mack's head as he bites your neck. You feel teeth dig into your skin and see the dark blue blood run in a small trail along your breast, downward. There is no pain though as he growls again against you. More tingles race along your nerves as his finger below speeds up the motion. You run a hand along his arms to see his markings start to glow a soft white. Another growl as the thrusting speeds up and the bite goes deeper. More blood spills and his hand below grabs the breast covered in it. He squeezes and flicks at the nipple as you arch your back and feel the wave take you over. The tightness from below creates a scream from you both as you grind against him. He pushes you back down along the bed and you catch yourself with your hands. You push yourself back along his length and buck as the second wave takes you. His fingers grip your hips as he slams into you several times and then releases within.

His breathing starts to slow and when he pulls out, creating a final wave to crash over you. Your head rises up as your whole body tenses suddenly and then relaxes with a cascade of pleasure spilling out of your skin. You fall on your stomach as Mack lays against the side of you, stroking your hair. When your breathing slows, he turns you around. Silver eyes are still glowing as he keeps your gaze and laps up the blood along your body. You watch as he playfully bites and then returns to your neck. The bite mark is starting to ache and you let him know. Mack leaves the room and returns with a salve to rub along it, helping dull the pain while your healing takes over.

"Fuck. That was amazing. No one. No one has let me bite them without horror in their eyes. Thank you. You have no clue. You have no idea what that means… I needed that…fuck." Mack kisses you again and you can taste the metallic taste of your own blood.

"That was primal, lover. Your race?"

"Yeah. Usually only during mating season. Could be now, who knows? But…" He looks into your eyes and then shakes his head. "Never mind."

"No. Uh uh. You made a promise to tell me everything. So spill." You trace his jaw as you speak.

"You still desire me?"

"Of course."

"Then this may happen again?" He asks silently.

"Yes." You knew you would not be able to stop now. This was what you needed. What Rick created in you. A passion, a desire to be wanted; no, the desire to be needed by someone.

"Good. I have been away from my people for over a hundred years. I have not found a lover like you. One that makes me react like a woman from my people. You spark the… Chanta… it's hard to explain…"

"You mean when your eyes and markings glowed?"

"My markings?"

"Yeah. Didn't you notice?"

"Had my eyes focused on other things… like your blood as it ran along your nipple…" Mack's eyes start to glow again and you feel him getting stiff below. A growl forms deep within as he spreads open your legs and positions himself on top and in between. He is lost in his sensations and you comply by raising your hips to him. Mack looks down and groans, pushing himself within again. You arch your back at his return and beg him to cum as fast as he can. An evil grin spreads across his face as he complies.

His speed is quick and along with his strength, all you had to do was close your eyes and focus on the pleasure. He supported your weight, he moved your body to his needs, he controlled you and you were happy to let him. Again, when he was close to the end, his markings glowed; this time brighter than before. He is yelling out words in his native language and you scream as another wave of pleasure rides along each thrust. As you cum, so does he.

"Fuck. Alright. Where was I?" He says between gasps for air.

"They glowed again, but brighter."

"No… no, no, no." Mack lays down on top of you, his head along your stomach. "Not with you. You're already married… I can't…"

"Mack…"

"It's a mating thing. My Chanta has chosen you." Mack chuckles. "My Chanta has never found anyone worthy. And now to find someone so young, and so married. Fuck."

"What does this mean?" Mack raises up to look at you.

"That I love you. To my core. Actually fell for you a while ago… but now… If that asshole you call a husband ever fucks up to the point where I can kill him… then…" He starts to stare off again.

"Mack? Why do I feel like you don't really want to tell me everything?"

"Because, my mate, I can't. Not with you married. But I can do something else…" Mack holds your face and looks at you, his eyes glowing. He speaks to you in his native language. You feel pinpricks form along your body at each word. Power builds behind each sentence. By the end, a wave of pleasure racks your body and he chuckles darkly. "By the gods, so shall it be."