Worthy Prey

As she breathed out something minute tickled her attention, something so small she had almost missed it. Pausing where she was on the exhale, not even willing to risk her own breath she shut her eyes and felt her pointed ears twitch as she exerted effort.

It was a skill to listen like she was, but having six ears was not without its advantages. On the edge of hearing, locked away where her conscious mind always chose to ignore it, Lysera could hear the quickened thumping of her own heart deep within her chest, but it wasn't alone. Another heartbeat echoed in her ears and once she had made the distinction between the two beats, she could hear it racing.

When the marine came around the rock, rifle raised and shell casing flying free Lysera's Lancer was already arcing through the air. The first few rounds pinged off the rock, the marine having pre-fired and another struck Lysera in the shoulder guard, virtually the only armour she wore.

With a blue flash of power the Lancer's blue blade glanced off the barrel of the marine's rifle, the force of the impact levied by the spears length and Lysera's strength sent the compact little thing spinning from the marines now numbed hands, leaving it to skitter away across the rocks as the marine dove and rolled backwards, landing nimbly on her feet with knife in hand, the silver blade stained red with dried Isiri blood.

Lysera grinned broadly, her smile predatory and self-assured, her pose one of complete and utter dominance as she rose to her full height, taking in a deep breath that escaped in a needy growl, her eyes crawling over every inch of the humans crouched and ready form.

She was perfect, tall for one of her kind and beautiful too, her face young and symmetrical, though her expression was currently locked into a grimace. Her armour obscured body wasn't ripped with muscle like her own, but Lysera got the impression that this human was exactly as muscled as she wanted to be, a perfect example of strength balanced with speed all encased in a suit of enhanced poly-armour.

"Respected hunter." Lysera snarled, holding her Lancer down and to one side, ready should she need it to defend but not to strike.

The human tossed the knife from one hand to the other, shaking each as she did, trying to work life back into them, "Are you here to talk or fight?" The human spat back her long dark hair catching in the wind, her eyes fierce.

Lysera rolled her shoulders and stretched her neck from side to side, her joints letting out tremendously deep thunks as they clicked and settled, "You can't feel your hands. You are too easy to kill."

The human was silent for a moment before nodding and Lysera grinned still, this one understood their ways, understood that Lysera wanted a good fight and she was in no position to decline the hesitation in her favour.

"I could shoot you now." The human said and Lysera simply smirked, she had noticed the humans sidearm.

"I could throw this spear at you." She retorted, raising it ever so slightly to make a point, but then her voice acquired a warm, hungry edge to it, "But that wouldn't be as fun... And I want to have a lot of fun with you..."

The human snorted derisively, still passing her knife from hand to hand, "Oooh ho, I'm not throwing away this knife."

"You don't have to. Just the gun, for my spear." Lysera said on the level, eagerness making her patience a challenge in itself.

"You mean... You'll put down your spear and I'll put down my gun and we'll try to kill each other like civilised people?" The human answered sceptically, but as she thought about it and as she had more time to look over the chiselled imposing form of the massive Isiri, her eyes notably avoiding several key areas, she doubted her chances of winning should she go for her blade.

Slowly and with an open palm she reached down to unclip the still-holstered pistol from her belt, hesitating for a moment before tossing it away. Lysera grinned and laid her spear down respectfully, but stepped around away from it, putting it out of reach.

"Lysera." The marine said matter of factly and was welcomed with another wide toothy smile.

"You seem to know me. I should know my foe."

"Aurora." The marine replied, knowing enough of Isiri custom to use her true name rather than the odd family name that human's carried, "I need to know, where and when."

Lysera laughed a little, understanding the human, their minds and natures akin, "At the last, little Aurora. You had me fooled up until your climb. The tracks were too clear and your scent too heavy. You would've had to me walk into a narrow stone passageway where the tracks would suddenly end and I would've had nowhere to go... Right?"

Aurora grit her teeth, "Almost... You would've triggered a few stun mines first."

Lysera shook her head and her voice was a delicious mix of anticipation, glee and lust, "The ambush was too easy, your people mostly recruits. I wouldn't be surprised if you picked that coward civilian just so she would surrender and tell us that her mission was as a colony scout. But no..." She shook her head, feeling her cock, soft between her thighs between to swell, "No, your mission wasn't to shepherd weaklings around. You're like me. You're a hunter. The ambush, the redhead, the Isiri you wounded, the escape, the chase, it was all bait, bait for me. You were sent to capture a First and you made yourself irresistible prey."

Aurora stayed silent, but Lysera could see in her expression just how right she was. She could see the tension building, noticed she was no longer passing the blade from hand to hand, instead holding it steady in her right. The fight would start quick and be over quick, Lysera readied herself, letting the fire course through her veins.

"You have impressed me, respected hunter." Lysera bit her lower lip as her eyes trailed over the armoured body of her human counterpart, "But now I'm going to enjoy breeding you..."

The human raised her right arm and did something Lysera hadn't thought of, she had anticipated the human closing fast, getting inside her reach to try and carve her up with that little knife of hers, what she hadn't expected was to see the sliver of metal voluntarily released by its owner, or that it would be thrown at her.

Her body reacted before her mind could and, feet planted as they were, the only way to avoid the deadly throw was to allow her legs to collapse and to twist her body. The blade missed, albeit it only just and Lysera caught her fall with a hand, standing and unleashing an Isiri weapon seldom deployed.

She roared. Her shout so powerful that the sand around her stirred at it's passing, thrumming as if a deep vibration was coursing through it. The warcry was often enough to slow and daze opponents, sometimes even rendering them unconscious acting similar to a human stun grenade, but Aurora was unphased.

She had hoped the warcry would've bought her just a couple of seconds to find her feet and stance again, but Aurora didn't allow her the chance. She ducked under a heavily swung blow and slid through the sand, rising up above Lysera and throwing herself onto her back.

Lysera roared her anger as the battle lust took her but she felt the cold metal of the marines armour wrap around her neck, servo's and joints audibly cracking and popping as force was exerted, the enhanced armour locking up and cutting off Lysera's vital flow of air.

Her eyes squeezed shut and her mouth wide, spit flying as she tried to roar Lysera threw herself backwards, feeling the shock of impact run through her as Aurora cried out, crushed between Lysera's unyielding bulk and the rocky face.

As she rose to her feet she expected the human to fall limp, but instead she felt the woman's strong legs wrap around her waist, gripping and squeezing as she continued to choke the life out of Lysera.

Lysera realised how far she had run, how far she had climbed and knew then that while she had figured out her opponents strategy she had underestimated the armour they came clad in, with a flash of panic she realised she might be in real danger, her body needing more air than any human at the height of her fury.

She tried to force down the fury to give her a few more precious seconds of consciousness, the light in her eyes already dimming as she tried to peel off the marines arms or legs, but they wouldn't budge.

She thought about the armour, about what she had seen and about what it could do, tried to envision it through the growing haze of incomprehension and asphyxiation and had one last idea.

Lysera released herself, let go of every carefully constructed mental barrier, every studiously realised technique and allowed her fury to consume her. Power coursed through her aching limbs and she reached behind her with one hand, awkward and ungainly, but her fingers closed on a compartment on the human's lower back.

Lysera felt lust, she felt pain, she felt fury and she felt alive. She fed the fire with all these and more as her vision blackened to a single white point and with a final exertion of effort she sank her fingers into the very armour of the marines back, gripped the now sparking battery and ripped it free in a scream of mangled metal and cables, tossing it aside to bounce in the sand.

The effect was immediate, the marines enhanced armour, giving her strength comparable to the Isiri became a metal prison as she fell from Lysera's back, laying in the sand, twisting and writhing as she tried to come back to her feet.

Lysera gasped hard, never so grateful for the sweet taste of air as she fell to her knees, coughing and grunting with one palm in the sand.

As she turned her head towards Aurora she saw the human on her back, face white with sweat, her arm outstretched, fingers only inches away from the rifle that had been knocked from her hand just minutes before. She couldn't reach it.

Acting quick to rebuild her mental control before the fire in her made her tear this human in two for having the audacity to almost have killed her, Lysera laughed at the sight, the brightness in her own voice at her victory and conquest ringing long and true even as one of Aurora's fingers began to nudge the rifle's butt.

"So close little Aurora, but now you are mine." The force in the last word made Aurora wince, it was so heated and driven by passion, Lysera had meant the word 'mine' in every sense.

"Fuck you!" Aurora shouted and Lysera smirked, picking up her Lancer and strapping it to her back, the human could almost grab the stock of her gun with two fingers now.

She kicked it away a few inches and smirked, meeting Aurora's gaze, "You want me, don't you."

Aurora shook her head and clenched her jaw as Lysera squatted down over her, her cock swelling quicker now, raising and thickening.

"Tell me you want me, you fucking human slut." Lysera snarled, baring her elongated fangs. The fire might be contained enough to stop her from killing the human, but she let it burn bright enough to let her enjoy it.

Aurora spat and a line of pale saliva landed across Lysera's face, she growled low and reached down, grabbing Aurora's face and squeezing, eliciting a pained whimper as she drew their faces close.

"If you want to trade spit that's fine by me..." She dug her fingers into the corners of Aurora's jaw, forcing it open as she lowered her mouth. Aurora's eyes flew wide and her scream was cut off as her pink little lips, soft and perfect, were speared by Lysera's thick hot tongue.

Aurora struggled, a whine escaping her throat as she was held in place, her tiny mouth invaded and filled by Lysera's deep penetrating tongue, swirling and dancing inside her body, violating her and giving her a taster of the domination that was to follow.

As Lyseras hands clawed at her damaged armour, pulling off and tossing away useless fragments she pulled back from the 'kiss', being sure to allow a big drop of her own spit fall between the human's lips before she let go of her mouth.

Aurora coughed and sputtered, turning her head to spit as she felt cool air against her breasts, hardening her nipples, realising only then that her whole chest piece had been torn away with the integrated mesh beneath it. She felt the hands ripping and tearing lower, removing her armour before tearing the mesh away and she fought as best she could, but without her surprise or tools, she was just another human under another Isiri.

She gasped and cried out as she felt Lysera's teeth nip at her neck, expecting her life to end then and there but instead feeling the hot silky texture of her wet tongue as Lysera dragged it up from her neck to her ear, her breath hot against the lobe as she whispered in a heated snarl.

"You taste so fucking good..."

Aurora shivered and felt real fear, she knew what was next, more than most did, but she was powerless, quite literally, to stop it.

The intrusion of cold wind spread until it kissed at her core, sending a new wave of terror into her, she twisted and screamed, roaring and flailing with one now unarmoured arm, but she felt Lysera shift, half standing over her, her hands grabbing Aurora by her steel encased legs and lifting them towards her.

"N-no! Fuck no!!" She yelled as her legs were lifted up and spread wide, her vulnerable pussy on full display as Lysera looked down with a smug grin. Her cock was huge, thicker than Aurora's wrist and near enough the length of her forearm. She slid it up and down the human's tight slit, marvelling in the velvet warmth of her vulva even as she spread her pre, lubing and preparing.

"You're going to fucking learn to love my cock, you'll spend hours bouncing on it and more besides on your knees worshipping me like the perfect little breeding bitch you are," Lysera growled, voice full of promise and desire, Aurora's hand slapping ineffectually against the Isiri's abs as she tried to push herself free.

"Fuck you!!" She screamed, shrill now and she felt Lysera's position shift, her motion still, her cock begin to push, "Nooooo! No no noo! You bitch!! Fucking ah!! Fucking don't!"

Lysera grinned broad, enjoying the colourful language as the thick tip of her cock was pressed flat against the tight folds of her pussy, trying to just conquer that first step.

The human's screams became incoherent as pain welled up inside her, but the very tip of her cockhead found its mark and parted the humans slick pussy.

She gasped and arched her back, face paling further even as she felt an odd burst within her, Lysera's cock pumping more and more pre into her pussy, so much so it felt like she had been cum inside of already, though she knew that to be distant and wishful thinking.

Lysera's eyes rolled back into her head and she moaned low, feeling the pussy stretching around her cockhead, just kissing it now, but she knew that would change. Panting hard through parted lips she looked down at Aurora, so beautiful and gorgeous like every fantasy of Lysera's brought to life. Trapped like an animal beneath her, pale and sweaty, desperate and helpless.

She stared for a moment at the humans bouncing tits as she twisted and writhed, perhaps a handful for the human they were little more than bonus trinkets to her, especially when her own tits so easily rivalled her pets head in terms of size.

"You're so fucking ready for me, so fucking ready..." Lysera purred and increased the pressure, sudden and intense.

Aurora opened her mouth to scream but no sound came out of her same for the slick wet noise of Lysera's huge cock sinking into her tight little pussy. There should've been more pain, it should've probably been fatal, but instead as she stared down in shock she saw her modest core spread wider than it had ever been, wrapped tightly around the massive pole of meat that was Lysera's cock, hugging and embracing it like it had always belonged.

"N-no..." She said weakly, her voice a squeak.

"Yesss..." Hissed Lysera, grunting as she pulled back.

Aurora saw white for a second as it felt her entire body was being dragged out with the cock, but as it was just as roughly pushed in again, the screen of white became stars. She grit her teeth and swore, tears rolling down her cheeks as Lysera began fucking her in earnest, but there just wasn't any pain.

She wanted it, wanted to suffer for her failure and her loss of freedom, to undergo the torture she had been trained to expect, but to her absolute horror and despair, she felt only pleasure.

"Nooo!" She cried again, this time more a moan than a wail and Lysera knew she could break this marine, it might take days, weeks or months, but just as the redhead would break under pain and fear, this tough stoic marine would break under pleasure.

Lysera pumped her cock slow but unyieldingly into the perfectly tight pussy of her prey, feeling as it stretched and squeezed, milking her every inch as her own pre-mixed with the girl's juices, allowing her to go faster and faster.

Aurora gasped and whimpered, her breasts shifting and bouncing with each thrust into her body, her pussy so alight with new sensations that the only message to reach her brain from her entire worn out and beaten body was pure, unadulterated pleasure.

She arched her back and shook her head violently from side to side, trying to switch it off, trying to fight it, but her breathy moans and pink cheeks betrayed her. She could feel every single vein, every little ridge, every silken steely inch and the fit was so tight her body seemed to draw it back in each time she pulled back.

She closed her eyes, refusing to meet Lysera's mocking gaze as she forced her to enjoy being bred by an alien captor. Instead she tried to focus, tried to reign in the impulses sparking within her, trying to win back what little dignity she could before it was all gone.

Unfortunately, Lysera was in just enough control to know that Aurora was trying to stop herself from doing something truly and utterly humiliating, something that would take away a part of who she was as a person, something she wouldn't be able to get back again.

Lysera grinned and made a subtle change with the angle of her thrust, ensuring that each time she pushed into the beleaguered marine, the head of her throbbing cock dragged along the roof of her soaked pussy, grinding forcefully into her G-spot as she went deeper still, making sure as their bodies collided in the rich sound of flesh on flesh, Aurora's little clit was repeatedly pressed up against the base of the Isiri's shaft.

"A-ah!! Ah god!! God no you can't!!" Aurora pleaded, but Lysera didn't slow.

She hammered herself home without pause or mercy, forcing a rhythm into their animalistic rutting that allowed her to control when she pushed herself over that edge, but one she knew would have devastating effects on little Aurora.

The marines words had become incoherent, her hand pressed weakly against Lysera's abs as pleasure soared through her, her brain ignoring her own dire and dark thoughts to instead bombard her with messages that she was close! Oh so close! It felt amazing, it was the best sex she'd ever had, she'd never just cum from having a guy in her before!

"Nooooooo~" She cried out in a low wail, tilting her head back and squeezing her eyes shut, lost in the sickly sweet embrace of an Isiri cock induced orgasm.

She came hard on Lysera's cock and in return felt it pulse and swell, a new grunt coming from her captor as a flood of something hot and viscous exploded deep within. Her mind went blank, unable to comprehend the alien sensation of that much searing cum being released into her body and she felt like she might explode, might die, but instead as it forced its way around Lysera's cock to leak down into her own stomach, the pulsing of even more thick hot cum stirring up the load already deposited in her, all it did was force her into her second climax.