Here's the next chapter. Let me know what you all think. I'd love to hear from more of you. Feel free to flame if you feel it's necessary. As always, I do not own Predator.
Viper watched as his mate and Cydney sat in the pink grass and played some game that consistent of them singing about a ooman female named Mary dressed in black as they clapped their hands together and against each others. He didn't really see the appeal in it, but the child seemed to enjoy it immensely.
They were only about three days a way from the Home Ship, but decided to stop off on Ulna to do a bit of hunting. It was a planet rich with game and vegetation. They still had plenty of meat, but Ulna offered Lu-mi. It was a delicacy and could be considered the best meat.
That morning as the child still slept, Viper had assisted Kenzie in skinning the flesh from her kills and polishing the skulls. Afterward, she had declined his proposal to go hunt and stayed back at the ship with Cydney.
When Viper had returned hours later with the rest of his brothers, he had found baskets of fruits and vegetables they had picked. Two of which he immediately asked if they consumed. When she told him now, he took them and threw them out, informing her that they were poisonous.
Now, he sat and watched them play, while he skinned the five Lu-mi he had killed and cut cut the meat into strips. His clan brothers were doing the same with their kills until they heard a shriek come from the child. They all stood quickly prepared to attack when they noticed Kenzie's finger quickly moving along she girls sides. She seemed to be in no pain and enjoying it. Slowly, Viper went back to what he was doing.
When he finished, he looked over to find his mate doing something to the child's hair. It puzzled Viper. He watched until she was finished and noticed that there were now two designs going down the back of her head on either side.
Taking his meat into the ship, Viper stored it in the cooler. Going back outside he began to carry the baskets of fruit and vegetables inside as well. On his third trip out, he saw his mate with a basket in her hands. He growled at her playfully before taking it from her. He felt a hit on his leg and looked down at the child.
"Don't you growl at Kenzie."
Viper trilled in amusement while Kenzie laughed before turning and heading back into the ship. When he came back out, he his heart almost stopped.
He found Kenzie, holding the child by her hands swinging her around at a fast pace. He was sure she was going to send her flying, hurting the child and damaging her honor. However, she did no such thing. He watched in relief as she gradually slowed down and placed the child's feet back on the ground. The entire time Cydney laughed and Viper figured it must have been a game.
Once everything and everyone was back on the ship, they took off again. Viper made his way to the kehrite were he found C'bra and Ma'iss engaging in brotherly combat. He watched them for a few moments before he decided that they could be at it for a while. So, he left them to it and headed to his quarters. He made his way into the lavatory and decided to bathe.
Removing his loincloth he stepped in and settled into the water. His mind went to the Home Ship.
They had not informed anyone of their decision to take in Cydney. However, Viper had contacted his Sire after they had decided, to see if he would oversee some things for him.
There was a small room in their living quarters that would be more than big enough for the child. He had planned to use it as an extra trophy room, but decided he could place them somewhere else. He had his father procure furnishing for the room. There was also a lavatory that housed a toilet and sink in the hall across from it. He knew that they were too large for her, so he had ask if his Sire could find ooman sized facilities, a shower included and have them installed.
He was sure it would be done by the time they returned. His Sire was very efficient. He hadn't told him what he needed the changes for, but he was sure that he knew.
Viper heard the door slide open and looked over to find Kenzie. She leaned against the wall and looked at him. He could tell that she had something on her mind.
"What is wrong, Mate?"
"I was just thinking about when we get home. Where Cydney will sleep and what not."
"I have already taken steps to prepare our quarters." He informed he, causing Kenzie to smile at him. He watched as she turned to leave, but called out to her. "Where is she?" He questioned.
"I put her in Ma'iss bed again." Kenzie responded with a smirk. "She's sleeping."
"Then join me." He stated holding his hand out to her.
He watched as she stripped herself of her coverings before walking over to him. She placed her hand in his and he helped her into the tub, pulling her to sit in his lap. He began to purr lightly. He had not had her since the night before the hunt. Four days was far too long in his mind.
Colby watched as the little animal finished her business. He then led it back into the living room and then to the kitchen where he poured it, what looked like milk and then gave it a strip of meat. He wasn't sure how he got stuck watching his sister's pet, but he had.
It wasn't so bad though. It was trained well enough to let him know when it needed to use the bathroom. It pretty much entertained itself with the toys she'd brought for it, so all he really had to remember to do was give it milk three times a day and feed it five times a day. The little thing ate a lot.
He left her in the kitchen to eat before going in the living room. He had the components of the bomb C'bra had given him spread across the table. They were so intricate. There were pieces their that he'd never even seen before. He knew it wasn't your typical bomb, but this was amazing.
Upon pulling it apart, he realized that he would have never been able to replicate it correctly. Anything he made would simply be a pale imitation to the real thing. There were so many alien parts within it. Nothing he could think of from Earth would have been good substitute for them.
The entire thing was intricate. Those intricacies made it a beautiful. It was a masterpiece. Colby couldn't help, but to admire it. Yet, he wondered if he could make an even greater masterpiece. Something more beautiful than what was laid before him with the alien technology.
Though he was young, he liked to consider himself somewhat of an explosives expert. He had been fascinated by bombs every since he was younger. When he had signed up for the military with his parents consent since he was signing up so young and would still have to wait to go to basic training, his goal was to be an IED specialist. He wanted to be the one to find and defuse them.
It was dangerous, but he was ambitious and it was what he wanted to do with his life. Now, that it was in the past he figured he could still work with explosives, make them.
He was pretty sure there was an explosive expert on the ship. He could ask Jay, but he doubted if she knew who it was. No, he would wait for Viper and C'bra to come back and ask one of them.
Gingerly, as if he thought he would destroy the pieces. He put the bomb back together. He had laid all the pieces out in the order they needed to be applied when he took it apart. His goal eventually would be to lay the pieces randomly and be able to put it back together form memory. He had been studying it often since his birthday and knew that he would able to do it soon.
Once it was back together, he picked up and headed into his bedroom, the animal followed him. He put the device away before looking down at his watch. He was supposed to meet Jay and they were going to watch a star explode.
Colby moved all of the little animals food and milk into the bathroom and locked her inside so she couldn't get into anything, or use the bathroom all over the house before leaving the house and making his way to Jay.
He found her at their usual window and wrapped his arms around her waist as he walked up behind her.
"Did I miss it?" He questioned.
"No." She replied, shaking her head. "It should start in a minute."
It took a few minutes, but the star finally exploded. It was a brilliant white that was almost blinding and Colby brought up one of his hands to shield his eyes. It slowly began to die down and Jay turned in his arms.
"It reminds me of fireworks." She told him.
"I don't remember them being that blinding, but yeah, sure."
She rolled her eyes at him and Colby smiled down at her. They stood at the window for a while longer until the white light faded. He listened while Jay told him, she enjoyed watching the stars exploded and though it sounded wrong, she like watching them die even more. The colors they apparently made were beautiful. He then asked her what was the difference in one exploding and once dying. Listening intently as she told him.
It was clear to him, that she had grown to love space. Stars. It had been evident the first time they hung out together, but now he knew it went deeper then he originally thought.
"Someone wanted to be and Astronomer when she grew up." He teased. She only nodded before leaning back against him.
Colby stood there with her, just watching the expanse of space. Promising that he'd watch a star die with her when she asked.
Kenzie collapsed on top of Viper, her chest heaving. He was still buried inside of her as their releases mingled together. She could feel the heavy rise and fall of his chest under her as one of his claws gently scrapped up and down her back.
They had started their lovemaking in the bathing pool where he had brought her to two releases before he found his own. She had thought he was done. That is, until he had brought her to the bedroom and taken her again.
Now, she was exhausted and her eyes fluttered as she began to drift off. The vibration against her cheek was soothing. It was like a lullaby. A magical spell pulling her into the land of unconsciousness and all she wanted to do was skip down the yellow brick road and follow it to dreamland.
She was almost sleep, when she felt him hardened inside of her again and she gasped. Clearly the man had a copious amount of stamina. She groaned and tried to protest, but she knew it was falling on deaf ears.
He turned them over and propped her bottom half up on some furs. He was so tall that if he laid over her, Kenzie was eye to eye with his chest. She had learned that he liked to see her and much as she liked to see him. So, he propped her up in order to stay upright some.
He retreated from her before sliding back in slowly. Kenzie let out a soft moan, arching her back. He retreated again before re-entering. This time moving his hips from side to side.
His moves were slow and deliberate and Kenzie had the mind to think that he was messing with her. Teasing her as she had often done him, even when they weren't having sex.
Her mate's hands came up to cup her breast and he continued his slow strokes. Kenzie knew that yautja were a species that partook in fast, hard matings. So, the fact that he was going so slow, being so gentle with her, was a testament to his patience.
His thumbs began to run over her nipples and Kenzie shivered as she moaned. She enjoyed the sensations the rough pads of his fingers caused when he played with her breast or her clit.
"Why are your torturing me?" She questioned through a moan.
"It is not torture" Viper responded. "It is slow. The ooman way."
Kenzie understood what he meant, but that was the way he had just given it to her previously. And while she appreciated that he could be gentle with her, she didn't always want it that way. She had discovered that upon the first time they slept together.
"I don't want it the human way." She told him as he rotated his hips, causing her gasp. "I want it the yautja way."
Viper stopped his movements and locked his green eyes with hers. "Request it." He growled.
"Fuck me." Kenzie responded.
In a blink, Viper had removed himself from her and flipped her over, bringing her onto her hands and knees. He entered her quickly and Kenzie groaned out in pain and pleasure, her hand gripping the furs.
He began to thrust into her forcefully, and Kenzie held on for the ride. Her moans filled the room along with his grunts and the sound of her ass hitting his stomach.
Viper was rough, it was what she wanted, but she needed a small reprieve. She reached back to push on his stomach, but he pushed her hand away and slammed into her harder, making her cry out.
"If you do not wish for me to pauk you harder then do not fight me." Viper growled at her.
She should have been turned off, afraid, or hurt; but she wasn't. Instead she was turned on. For a moment she had forgotten that in his culture the females fought the males and it made them more ravenous. She wasn't as big as their females though and anything harder could damage her. She knew though he was being rough with her, he was still holding back.
Kenzie felt her walls tighten around him and it wasn't long until she was releasing around him.
"Viper!"
He continued his rough thrusting for several more minutes. They became uncoordinated and bit sloppy after awhile. He leaned over, bringing his mouth to his ear.
"Will you take my seed?"
The words turned her on. It was the yautja rendition of dirty talk and it lurched her into another release.
"Yessss." She stated as her body began to tremble and shake. Seconds later she felt him shoot his cum into her. He growled his release as he gripped her hips his claws digging in slightly.
Kenzie collapsed and Viper slipped from her body. She felt his weight leave the bed and she head him leave the room. He came back a moment later. She was still in the same position. She felt him put some cream on her sides and figured it was healing cream, before she felt him rub it between her legs over her opening.
"I tore you." He stated with a solemn click. "I am regretful."
Kenzie wasn't and she was told him as much to ease his regret. She didn't want him blaming himself when she thoroughly enjoyed. She knew that he would be tearing her again in the future when he took her the way he just did and she didn't need him feeling guilty for it each time.
He lay beside her and Kenzie snuggled up to him. Her head on his massive shoulder and her arm and leg swung over him. This time it didn't take for mere minutes until she was drifting off.
