Marauder Cygnus: A Scifi Alien Shifter Romance (Mating Wars Book 1) by Aya Morningstar Page A
Authors: Aya Morningstar
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the female clasping a shiny metal blanket all around her body.
“Update me on our status,” I say. “PLEASE!” I add loudly, after a brief pause.
“Shh!” she says, holding a finger to her full lips. “We have to be quiet!” she whispers.
I look around and realize all the lights are off. The only illumination is coming from Sol itself through the windows. I look out and see the red surface of Mars, Sol over its horizon.
“We’re here!” I say, forgetting to whisper.
“Shh!” the female makes that same sound again, this time in an angry tone. “We’ve gone dark. I’ve shut almost everything down to minimize our chance of being detected.”
“Why?” I ask.
“Someone is looking for me,” she says. “For us.”
“Who?”
“It could be someone Scorpio contacted to intercept us. I don’t know, but I barely managed to shake them.”
I move closer to the woman and notice her jaw is trembling. The blanket too is shaking, as her whole body must be freezing.
“You’ll die,” I say.
“We’ll die, too, if I turn the heat back on,” she says. “They’ll detect us and capture or kill us before we can slip away to the surface.”
“Then we abandon ship and go to the surface,” I suggest. “Before you freeze.”
“As soon as the dropship starts its re-entry burn, we’ll get snagged. It’s like a signal flare. We just have to wait them out.”
“I see,” I say, crossing my arms. “I have additional heat, however.”
She narrows her eyes at me. “What do you mean?”
“I don’t feel very cold, but you do. Hibernation has helped me retain a great deal of energy,” I say, moving closer to her. I float right next to her in her pilot’s seat. I lick my lips as I admire the freckles on her cheek and nose…like constellations of stars.
“I’m fine, Cygnus,” she says. “It’s not the first time I’ve gone dark and froze my ass off.”
I smile and pull at the blanket covering her. It opens up and I float inside, wrapping it closed around us both.
I see her eyes widen in surprise. I wrap my arms around her body and press myself snuggly against her.
“Extra warmth,” I say. “You see?”
She looks angry for a brief moment, but then her face softens, and I feel her small hands clasp around my back.
“Jesus,” she says. “You really are warm.”
Finally, I can feel her soft breasts, though the feeling is dampened through the thick fabric of her jumpsuit.
“And you are soft, human,” I say.
“Cygnus,” she says. “Can you call me Aura, just this once? PLEASE!” I include the loud, gruff command as added encouragement.
She evoked the full force of the command word, and though I feel it wrong to use her childless name, her eyes look fierce and serious, and I find myself unable to object.
“Aura,” I say. “I see you.”
11 Aura
H e sees me . What does that mean? At least he finally called me by name. It seems that using his awkward shouting of “please” did the trick.
His body is pressing against me and I no longer feel numb. As the feeling comes back to my limbs, I crave more of his warmth. I want to get closer to him.
His cock is semi-hard and pressing into my stomach, but I can’t see it through the blanket. It’s the closest we’ve been to each other, and I realize I don’t want him to let go of me.
“That was subtle,” I say.
“What was?” he asks.
“The way you got your naked ass under this blanket with me. It was a subtle trick. You’re a quick learner.”
“No trick, female—Aura—I needed to protect you from freezing.”
“So you don’t want to be naked and pressed up against me like this?” I ask coyly.
I feel a vibration on my stomach.
“My penis is vibrating,” Cygnus says. “It seems to think you are my mate.”
I slide my hand across his back, around his waist, and then I reach down to grab hold of his giant teal dick.
His eyes widen in surprise as I grip his cock firmly in my right hand and drag my fingers up and
“Update me on our status,” I say. “PLEASE!” I add loudly, after a brief pause.
“Shh!” she says, holding a finger to her full lips. “We have to be quiet!” she whispers.
I look around and realize all the lights are off. The only illumination is coming from Sol itself through the windows. I look out and see the red surface of Mars, Sol over its horizon.
“We’re here!” I say, forgetting to whisper.
“Shh!” the female makes that same sound again, this time in an angry tone. “We’ve gone dark. I’ve shut almost everything down to minimize our chance of being detected.”
“Why?” I ask.
“Someone is looking for me,” she says. “For us.”
“Who?”
“It could be someone Scorpio contacted to intercept us. I don’t know, but I barely managed to shake them.”
I move closer to the woman and notice her jaw is trembling. The blanket too is shaking, as her whole body must be freezing.
“You’ll die,” I say.
“We’ll die, too, if I turn the heat back on,” she says. “They’ll detect us and capture or kill us before we can slip away to the surface.”
“Then we abandon ship and go to the surface,” I suggest. “Before you freeze.”
“As soon as the dropship starts its re-entry burn, we’ll get snagged. It’s like a signal flare. We just have to wait them out.”
“I see,” I say, crossing my arms. “I have additional heat, however.”
She narrows her eyes at me. “What do you mean?”
“I don’t feel very cold, but you do. Hibernation has helped me retain a great deal of energy,” I say, moving closer to her. I float right next to her in her pilot’s seat. I lick my lips as I admire the freckles on her cheek and nose…like constellations of stars.
“I’m fine, Cygnus,” she says. “It’s not the first time I’ve gone dark and froze my ass off.”
I smile and pull at the blanket covering her. It opens up and I float inside, wrapping it closed around us both.
I see her eyes widen in surprise. I wrap my arms around her body and press myself snuggly against her.
“Extra warmth,” I say. “You see?”
She looks angry for a brief moment, but then her face softens, and I feel her small hands clasp around my back.
“Jesus,” she says. “You really are warm.”
Finally, I can feel her soft breasts, though the feeling is dampened through the thick fabric of her jumpsuit.
“And you are soft, human,” I say.
“Cygnus,” she says. “Can you call me Aura, just this once? PLEASE!” I include the loud, gruff command as added encouragement.
She evoked the full force of the command word, and though I feel it wrong to use her childless name, her eyes look fierce and serious, and I find myself unable to object.
“Aura,” I say. “I see you.”
11 Aura
H e sees me . What does that mean? At least he finally called me by name. It seems that using his awkward shouting of “please” did the trick.
His body is pressing against me and I no longer feel numb. As the feeling comes back to my limbs, I crave more of his warmth. I want to get closer to him.
His cock is semi-hard and pressing into my stomach, but I can’t see it through the blanket. It’s the closest we’ve been to each other, and I realize I don’t want him to let go of me.
“That was subtle,” I say.
“What was?” he asks.
“The way you got your naked ass under this blanket with me. It was a subtle trick. You’re a quick learner.”
“No trick, female—Aura—I needed to protect you from freezing.”
“So you don’t want to be naked and pressed up against me like this?” I ask coyly.
I feel a vibration on my stomach.
“My penis is vibrating,” Cygnus says. “It seems to think you are my mate.”
I slide my hand across his back, around his waist, and then I reach down to grab hold of his giant teal dick.
His eyes widen in surprise as I grip his cock firmly in my right hand and drag my fingers up and
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