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Hostile Ch. 01

By: Nehkara



PREAMBLE

Hello Lit!

This is my first attempt at writing erotica.

This story starts off slow.

I would just like to introduce you to the main characters and universe first.

The year is 2347. Humanity has spread across many nearby star systems, colonizing and terraforming where possible. Many planets with existing ecosystems and flourishing life are found but regrettably no other sentient species have been identified.

Jake is a wanderer. The son of a rich man, he could do anything his heart desired. Since he was a boy his fantasies were fixated on adventure and exploration. In 2345 Jake's father buys him a small, though well-equipped, shuttle that is well suited for interstellar exploration.

At the age of 21 Jake left his home on Earth and began exploring the stars. He stopped at many colonies, spending weeks or even months visiting and getting to know the people that lived so far from Earth. Jake had relationships with several women, scattered across his galactic pit stops but in the end his desire for exploration always pushed him to continue his journey.

At the age of 23 his journey ends in a spectacular crash on an unknown planet.

Jake is 6'0" tall and weighs 190lbs with an athletic build. He has short dark brown hair, blue eyes, and a light skin tone.

Alie was just 2 years old when her ship containing herself and her mother (Jessica) crashed on the same unknown planet, 16 years before Jake's arrival.

Unfortunately Alie's mother Jessica had been beaten and raped repeatedly by her husband before escaping her colony with her young daughter in a small rickety shuttle. She loved her daughter but hated men with an all-consuming passion. Jessica had been abused by not only her husband but her father before her marriage. 

Alie was taught by her mother than men were cruel and brutal and never to be trusted. Jessica didn't think much of this as she was convinced they would never be rescued and would likely never see another person.

Alie lived with her mother on the planet for 6 years until Jessica passed away after falling ill.

After her mother's death Alie found a way to keep on going. She had been taught how to survive by her mother and she continued to excel at it despite her, at times, all-consuming loneliness.

Alie learned to be proficient in hunting, gathering, and fishing. Her preferred hunting weapon is a longbow made for her by her mother.

At the time of Jake's crash Alie is 18 years old, 5'3" tall, 120 lbs, and has an athletic body. She has long coppery red hair to the small of her back, steel grey eyes, and freckles across her entire body but most noticably on her cheeks and shoulders. Her skin is tanned from head to toe as she spends almost all of her time outdoors and often suns herself nude as there is little reason not to.

Now that you know the characters and the universe, I hope you enjoy. As this is my first story please send as much feedback as you can so I can learn how to improve! Thanks in advance for reading my story and any comments, positive or negative, that you have!

CHAPTER 1

JAKE

Bulkheads exploded all around me and I was flung against the console as my tiny ship was hit by weapons fire. Weapons fire? From who!?

A ship had approached rapidly and opened fire before I could even guess at who they were or why they were so set on blowing my tiny shuttle into space dust.

Alarms rang loudly in my ears and blood ran down my face, dripping in front of my eyes as I desperately worked to get the shuttle under control again. Most systems were down but I still had propulsion. A split second decision led me to slam the shuttle into full sub-light speed. I knew my ship was not going to hold together much longer but if I could just get back to that planet I had passed earlier in the day I might get out of this alive!

Perhaps now would be a good time to introduce myself. My name is Jake. Jake Anderson to be more precise. I am 23 years old and I have my very own shuttle and use it to spend my time exploring the galaxy, or at least whatever parts of the galaxy I can get to in the Bow, the name of my small ship. I loved this life, or at least I did up until 10 minutes ago when things took... a turn.

I could have been a banker, financial analyst, teacher, starship engineer, anything I wanted really. But I wanted to explore the galaxy, on my own. Adventure, that is what I wanted. Look where that got me.

So here I was, my propulsion system now showing signs of failure along with damn near every other system. I just needed to keep her together long enough to "land". As long as I could get down without dying I didn't much care what kind of landing I had.

My ears were now ringing from the explosions and alarms going off all around me, I had no idea where the other ship was. I was just focused on getting down alive.

The planet in front of me was gorgeous. Vast oceans and lush green continents. All I had time to care about at the moment was that it had an atmosphere I could breathe and solid ground to land on.

As I descended into the atmosphere I was working the controls constantly trying to keep the ship under control. I just needed a few more seconds. My hands flew across the panel and I managed to, for the time being, keep a good rate of descent. Then everything went black.

ALIE

Alie had just finished relaxing -- fishing -- along the banks of the Spring river when she heard a dull whining sound and then an explosion that thudded in her chest. She looked up in horror and saw a small craft, obviously out of control, tumbling and spinning as it plummeted towards the ground. Alie tracked it carefully with her eyes, trying to judge where it would land until finally she heard a dull thud in the distance and a cloud of what appeared to be dust rose, somewhere near Barrier lake.

Gathering her fishing pole, nets, and catch of the day (which she had thankfully already gutted) she jogged back to her camp.

Alie was intensely curious about the ship she had seen crash so near her home but she was also nervous bordering on terrified. What if she found someone alive? What if it was a man? Mother had told her about men. Alie had been told by her mother when she was young that men beat and raped women, that they were cruel and heartless.

She decided then and there, if she found a man alive in the crash, she would leave him to die so he could never hurt her. She had survived this long on her own, Alie had no intention of nursing a man back to health just so he could be cruel to her, hurt her.

Despite this, Alie desperately hoped there was someone alive in the crash, maybe a woman or girl who could be her friend! She had not seen another person in over 10 years.

The young woman gathered up some supplies, food and water along with a few basic medical devices she still had. They had regenerative fuel cells and she took excellent care of them, knowing that they would not last forever and there was no way to replace them. She also brought her hunting knife, the one her mother had given her, and her favourite weapon which mother had made for her before she passed. A beautiful longbow.

She left her camp with a small pack on her back, her knife tucked in her belt, and the bow over her shoulder as she began hiking towards Barrier Lake. She had good paths to the lake as she frequented it often and had been living in the area almost her entire life.

Alie knew the route well and despite its significant distance from her home she reached the lake in only an hour.

What she saw when she arrived overwhelmed her with emotion, both relief and sadness simultaneously. There was debris scattered across the lake and steam rising from where the main body of the ship had sunk into the depths.

Alie paced along the shore for some time before coming to the conclusion that there was no possible way anyone could have survived such an impact. She had also briefly looked for anything worthwhile in the wreckage that had washed up on the shore of the lake but nothing seemed useful. With a few searching glances back at the site of the wreck, she departed the lake and made her way back to her home.

Alie spent the rest of the night lost in thought, sitting around the fire. For the entire evening she felt enveloped by an overpowering sadness and loneliness. She had been alone for so long and there were days she could not understand why she continued living when it was obvious to her that she would always be alone.

After hours of contemplative silence, the young woman glanced up at the sky and realized it was now completely dark and that she had spent far too long thinking. She had not even had her evening meal. She was hungry but also too tired to bother making anything. Alie rose from her seat and walked slowly into her shelter. She had a nice bed which, many years ago, had been salvaged from the ship she had crashed in.

Alie collapsed into her soft bed and in only moments fell off into a deep slumber.

JAKE

Ringing.

Why was there ringing?

The incessant sound filled my head, which pounded fiercely with pain.

I shook my head and hesitantly opened my eyes to see that I was inside a small escape pod. How? I thought that system had failed along with most of the rest of the damn systems. I rapidly decided not to concern myself with how I survived the crash, I was just glad I did. I did not remember the final moments but either way I was safely on the ground.

I recalled from my training that the Bow's escape pod is a small capsule that, conveniently, encloses a pilot's seat and blasts him out of the cockpit if the ship is doomed. It then uses on-board thrusters to land softly. It is snug and uncomfortable but it obviously did its job. My current situation is thankfully one that the designers had taken into consideration.

Light flooded into the small pod. It appeared to be near dawn. With the base of my hand I hit the mechanical release on the hatch for the pod and very slowly, very gingerly stepped out. I hurt everywhere. It hurt to breathe but on a very cursory examination I decided my ribs, like much of the rest of my body, were bruised but not broken. I think even my hair hurt.

I looked around me, taking in my surroundings. I had landed in a small clearing in a lush forest of tall conifers.

"Son of a bitch." I finally muttered to myself as I took stock of my situation.

My vision was cast skyward in a furious glare as if I could actually communicate how pissed off I was with the ship that had shot down my beloved Bow and stranded me here on this damn planet.

I stumbled toward the base of the escape pod and after bashing it several times with my fist I was able to open the storage compartment. Thankfully designers of these capsules knew that getting the pilot out of the doomed ship safely did little if there were no supplies on board to keep the pilot alive for some time afterward. I pulled out a case full of medical supplies, a large pack full of survival gear, and a very large case filled to the brim with survival rations and bottled water. The rations and the water would last a single person about a month but thankfully there were some basic weapons and a water purifier stashed in with the survival gear.

I stood again, feeling my whole body protest against any movement at all, and looked around once more. The trees around me were tall timber which meant that I could see a ways into the woods as there were no branches near the ground. In the distance to the east (as best as I could figure) there appeared to be a lake. I decided if I was to be here for any length of time that the best place for a camp would be on the shore.

Slowly, very slowly in fact, I dragged both of the cases and the large pack through the woods and up to the shore of the lake. I noted with regret that the rest of my ship had obviously crashed into the middle of the lake, making recovery of any other equipment from it nearly impossible. Debris was scattered over much of the shoreline and across the water's surface. Later, maybe tomorrow, I would have test the water quality with the handheld scanner that I had found in the pack. The water purifier would allow me to drink the water even if it was somehow contaminated by the shuttle crash but if there were fish in the lake I would like to know if I could eat them without poisoning myself.

I rummaged around in the pack and pulled out a self-assembling shelter and placed it near the edge of the trees. I firmly pressed the button on the top of the small box and stepped back several paces. Over the course of the next minute or so a small shelter rose out of the box and assembled itself. It was big enough to have a storage area (for the pack and cases that came with the escape pod), and a good-sized raised bed as well as enough room to move around inside.

The final stages of the automated setup for the shelter, long rods extending out of the corners of the tent-like structure and embedding into the ground for stability, had just completed as I started dragging all of the equipment and supplies into the tent and stashing them in the storage area. I sat down on the raised bed and silently thanked the designers of the escape pods for their ingenuity and consideration.

I opened the case of medical supplies and withdrew the medical scanner. I ran the medical scanner over my whole body several times and then studied the readout. As I suspected I wasn't seriously injured, miraculously. I had small bruises and cuts over most of my body but it was all superficial and would heal quickly. Still, I was in a good amount of pain and had a wicked headache so I punched in a moderate dose of pain killers into the small device. It accepted this as a reasonable treatment and I reached into the case to pull out a vial which I knew was a common painkiller as I glanced at it. I attached the vial to the port on the side of the scanner, it examined the contents and prepared the dose. Near the top of the device a small circular, flat surface extended from it. I placed this surface against my neck and the drug was painlessly injected. Moments later my pain faded and my mind cleared, no longer burdened by the pounding headache.

I put away the vial and the scanner and laid back on the bed. A wave of exhaustion flooded over me and I slipped off into a dreamless sleep despite the trauma of the crash and it still being mid morning.

ALIE

Alie woke in the morning feeling much better than she had the night before but also famished. She rose rapidly and began puttering around, rebuilding the fire and preparing one of the fish she had caught the day before for her morning meal.

As she ate slowly she thought back to the lake and its wreckage-strewn appearance. She decided to trek back there in the afternoon to see if anything useful had washed ashore overnight.

Alie decided that her morning would be best spent gathering some fruits and vegetables to replenish her supply. Over her many years on the planet she had become very knowledgeable about the local plant life and what was available to be eaten.

Alie never wore a lot of clothing. The planet had no seasons and the location of her camp was in a temperate zone, it was almost always fairly warm. However, it was convenient to have something to cover her breasts to keep them tight to her body if she needed to run. She often wore a simple top with no sleeves that covered her chest and back to just below her breasts. She also wore shorts so she would have something to cover her derriere when she wanted to sit down.

This was her outfit today, made of leather from a deer-like creature she sometimes hunted that she simply referred to as a deer. Her mother had seen little need to come up with new names for the creatures on the planet and often simply called the local plants and wildlife by the name of the Earth-dwelling creature that they most resembled.

Alie took a basket, her bow, and her knife with her as she left her camp and walked south along the river. She hummed to herself as she filled her basket with the vegetables and fruits she needed to top up her supply. She took her time, enjoying the beautiful day and the familiar task.

When Alie returned to her camp it was near mid day and after stashing the bounty from her work that morning, she sat down to another meal of fish from the day before.

She ate quickly and then left camp, carrying her bow, knife, and gathering basket in case she found something of use at Barrier Lake.

The trip to the lake was once again about an hour and uneventful along the way, other than observing some of the familiar flora and fauna.

As Alie neared Barrier Lake she stopped in her tracks and stared with her mouth open, for just a moment. Then she quickly sank to her knees and ducked behind a bush. She peered across the lake at the shelter that had been erected on the other side, but that was not what truly drew her eye. It was the man working outside the tent. She had never seen one before but remembering her mother's description, it was quite clear what this figure was.

She watched as he dug a sizable shallow pit and lined the edges with large rocks, creating a fire pit.

Alie's emotions raged and swirled in her head. Part of her was elated to see another person. She had not see another person in 10 years! Then her thoughts turned to what her mother had told her of men and Alie's heart grew cold. She would not allow herself to be abused as her mother had been. Her jaw was set firmly as she concluded that the only way to remain safe was to eliminate this man.

Alie slowly stalked through the tall timber, always staying hidden but always keeping her eyes on her target. She had a long way to go around the lake and her slow approach took hours.

As Alie drew near to the shelter she knelt in the trees. The man had, moments before, stepped back into his shelter. Her plan was to shoot him in the chest the moment he was in full view. She brought her bow down off her shoulder and nocked an arrow, waiting patiently.

Conflicting emotions warred within her. She wanted desperately to end her seemingly interminable loneliness but she would NOT allow herself to be abused as her mother had been. No. The man must die.

As the figure exited his tent with some sort of tool in his hand, Alie drew her bow and held, waiting for the ideal moment. As her target stopped and gazed out across the lake, a mere 15 yards away, she fired...

Hostile Ch. 02



CHAPTER 2

JAKE

I heard a sound, a sharp twang, and saw sand fly up from just in front of my feet. I stared down at the arrow sticking out of the sand with a shiver of dread creeping down my spine. I spun quickly to see who had initiated the attack and there was nothing. Just empty woods. I quickly ducked back into my tent, throwing the scanner onto the bed, and pulling a small crossbow, equipped with quiver and scope, and a handful of bolts out of the survival pack. 

I loaded the crossbow quickly and stashed the remaining bolts in the quiver in mere moments as I stepped up to the door of the tent and peered out. My eyes scanned the beach as far as I could and, seeing nothing, I very slowly stuck my head out of the tent. I scanned more and more of the beach as it came into view but I still could not see any sign of my attacker.

I could feel adrenaline pumping furiously through my veins as I stepped out of my tent. I continued to scan the beach with my eyes but I knew that it was unlikely that someone who attacked with such stealth would show themselves at this point.

I glanced back into the woods again and raised the crossbow to my shoulder, ready to fire. I began taking slow steps towards where I thought the attacker had been, stopping after each step to scan the woods.

I searched the woods near my tent that way, slowly and carefully until I happened upon a depression in the moss. I studied it carefully and came to the conclusion that whoever my attacker was they must have knelt there to steady themselves for the shot. I looked back toward the lake and realized that I had not been more than 15 yards or so away. My thoughts whirled in confusion, 'How could they have missed from such close range? Did they miss on purpose? Was it a warning shot? Who attacked me!? Why?'

It was obvious that whoever it was, they were an experienced hunter. Other than the one spot where the attacker had knelt, there was no sign of them.

After continuing to search the woods with all of my senses for the better part of an hour and coming up empty, I slowly walked back to my shelter, glancing behind myself every few steps. 

"Its not paranoia if they are really out to get you," I muttered to myself coldly.

Before entering the tent I knelt down and picked up the arrow from the sand and carried it back into the tent with me.

Convinced whoever had been lurking nearby with evil intent was now long gone, I unloaded the crossbow and propped it beside the entryway. I sat down on the bed with a sigh and closed my eyes for a moment, allowing a shudder to wash over me as my tension eased somewhat. With my eyes closed images played across my mind of the events that had unfolded. It was very eerie to be attacked in such a manner and have no idea who had done it or why.

When I opened my eyes I still held the offending arrow in my hands. I studied it carefully. It was extremely well made, consisting of a smooth light wooden shaft, feathers for fletching, and a vicious-looking metal arrowhead. I also noted a nock carved in the end of the wooden arrow to secure it to the bowstring. The arrowhead looked as though it was crafted from a piece of a spaceship hull, likely from another craft that had crashed here. Both the arrowhead and fletching were secured to the arrow with carved grooves and some sort of adhesive resin.

I stared at the arrow for a long time, trying to get a full sense of what I could learn from it. The two significant pieces of information I gathered were that my attacker was exceptional at crafting weaponry and at least one other ship had crashed on this planet at some point in the past.

Finally I realized that there was work I needed to do and I could not afford to sit and stare at the projectile all day long.

I slung the crossbow over my shoulder, and wandered back out of the tent. I admired briefly the large fire pit I had created that morning. Now all it needed was a fire.

I began collecting firewood of all shapes and sizes, mostly driftwood and fallen limbs. It was a mundane task and my mind wandered as I worked, 'The ship is at the bottom of the lake. I have no communications equipment. No one will know I am missing because I had nowhere to be. It could be a long, long time before anyone even decides to look for me! Even then, they wouldn't know where I was when I disappeared. I had better settle in for the long haul here.'

Those thoughts transitioned into, 'Someone is on this planet with me and judging by this morning they are none too happy I am here. But if I am to be here for any length of time it would be nice to have some companionship. Preferably of the non-lethal variety.'

Before I knew it I had a good-sized pile of firewood stacked beside my tent. It pays sometimes to just work mindlessly, by the time your mind is back on your task you are done!

I realized despite my desire to sit around a fire this evening I had no seat other than the sandy beach.

I jogged up the shallow slope to the edge of the woods and looked around for the nearest sizable log that was not attached in some way to the ground. I quickly located an ideal candidate and began heaving and pulling it out of the woods and onto the beach. In a few minutes I had pulled the log up a few feet from the fire pit and I relaxed on my new-found seat, breathing heavily from exertion.

Once again I realized that I had a bit more work to do before I could relax. The sun was nearing the horizon and I wanted to finish up by dark. While I was working in the woods I recalled that when I had the close encounter with the arrow I had been intending on using the scanner to study the lake water and determine if the water quality had suffered due to the impact of my shuttle.

After recovering the scanner from my bed inside the shelter, I jogged down to the edge of the water and leaned in close to the surface, extending the probe from the top of the small device. It gathered a small sample of the water and in a few moments declared it safe to drink, although in the full readout it was apparent that some of the heavy metal levels in the sample were higher than I would have liked. I decided to continue using the water I had for the time being and continue to test the water in the lake daily to see if there were any changes. I also had the water purifier if I needed it but as I did not know how long I needed that equipment to last I preferred to save it for a time when I truly needed it.

After putting away the scanner, and recovering a box of good old waterproof strike-anywhere matches, I built a respectable fire and relaxed beside it, finally removing the crossbow I had carted with me all evening. For whatever reason just having it within arms reach had made me feel secure, though all evening I had still been frequently glancing over my shoulder to ensure there was no danger.

I chuckled as I regarded the crossbow and matches. The technology was centuries upon centuries old but the simple fact of the matter is that in a survival situation it is better to have something reliable. For a survival situation energy weapons were not particularly useful as they were unreliable and required a large number of heavy power cells. Crossbows were still produced, as were longbows and compound bows, for survival and nostalgic hunting purposes. For a variety of reasons, weapons firing bullet projectiles had ceased to exist over a 100 years prior. Those who wanted the best weapon had an energy weapon, those who wanted a traditional weapon used a bow of some sort. The matches were a simply a perfect firestarting method. They had been refined over the years to be completely waterproof and would strike and burn successfully even when soaking wet. At their heart, however, they were still very similar to their predecessors that had existed hundreds of years prior.

My thoughts now shifted to events of earlier in the day. As I sat beside the fire I contemplated how I would proceed, now with the knowledge that there was, in all likelihood, another human being on the planet. I knew that if there was any hope of avoiding the all-consuming loneliness that would come with an extended stay on this unknown planet, I had to try. I decided to venture out the next morning and see if I could find this person. I hoped that if I DID find them, that reason would prevail and I hoped that I could avoid another attempt on my life.

With that thought I got up from my seat beside the fire and retired to bed and a fitful sleep full of nightmares about dying at the hands of a well-placed arrow.

ALIE

Alie panicked. Her mind screamed at her as she released the arrow, 'You CANNOT kill your only hope for an end to this miserable existence.' She watched in horror as her arrow landed at the feet of the man. By some blessing, he looked down at the arrow before he glanced back into the woods.

Alie was fast. Very fast. And very quiet. She sped through the forest at lightning speed, making hardly a sound and keeping her steps light to avoid gashes in the moss which would give away her escape route.

As she slowed, finally well out of sight of the man, she was still panicking. 'I can't do it,' she thought with despair, 'I can't bring myself to kill him no matter how much danger he poses to me. I can't kill my only hope. I have been alone for so long...'

Alie now walked slowly through the woods toward her path home, tears streaming steadily down her face. As she stepped on to the path her eyes opened wide, still glistening with tears, and she realized that anyone who walked around to this side of the lake could easily see the path through the forest and it led directly to her home.

She began piling rocks along the path, pushing half-fallen trees across it, and generally making the path as unrecognizable and impassable as possible. She came to a point in the path there the bushes were thick on either side and the path was narrow. She gathered a myriad of boulders from nearby and built a makeshift wall that was about as as high as her chest.

If she thought about it she would realize that none of the measures she had taken would dissuade someone if they were determined and her efforts did little to hide the path. But Alie's mind was in full-on panic mode and she was not thinking clearly.

She reached the end of the trail near her home and she dragged several logs over the entrance. Alie nearly sprinted the rest of the way to her home and dove into her bed, finally collapsing in violent sobs that lasted until she fell into a deep sleep, her longbow lying forgotten on the floor of her dwelling. Her dreams were filled with the man she had seen at the lake, some frightening and others wonderful.

Alie woke very early in the morning still feeling wrung out. She rose slowly and changed into a fresh outfit, designed very similar to the one she had worn to bed the previous night.

Alie sat down on her bed and munched aimlessly on bits of fruit she had collected as well as some smoked and dried meat. As she ate her breakfast she contemplated her situation and the events of the prior day. She knew now that she would not seek out the death of the man at Barrier Lake. She could not kill him without cause. He represented too much hope for her.

Alie could not define her hope. All she had ever been told of men was pain and abuse but she could not keep from hoping that somehow this man might be the end to her loneliness.

Despite her hope she also would not seek him out. She could not leave herself that vulnerable. She blushed as she realized that if she never went to him and he could not overcome her efforts to make the trail impassable then they might never come face to face. That thought both made her feel safe and deeply sad at the same time.

Alie shook her head, breaking herself from her reverie. She needed to hunt today and she silently berated herself for getting caught up in useless fantasies about men who do anything less than hurt her.

Alie rose and recovered her longbow from the floor of her hut, feeling ashamed for not having put it away properly the night before. She quickly added her quiver and hunting knife to her ensemble and she stepped out of her hut and then began moving east, away from the river. There was plentiful game on the planet and since she was the only human hunter she tended to be very successful. She moved slowly, quietly and with purpose, keeping her eyes open and ears alert for any sign of her prey. After about an hour of skulking through the woods she came to a clearing in the forest where light flooded down. At the other side of the clearing was a small deer. She preferred smaller deer because she was better able to deal with them and because she preferred to take only what she needed. A large animal would go to waste.

Alie sank to one knee, extending her other leg out for support. She silently drew her bow as the deer lowered its head to feed. Without hesitation, Alie fired and saw the deer crumple immediately, the arrow having hit the deer in the neck.

Alie, flushed with the joy of a successful hunt and a clean kill, waited for a few moments to allow the deer to cease its final movements before approaching. She made quick work of gutting the deer but it was messy work. When she had finished the job she was covered in blood.

Alie swung the small deer over her shoulders, grunting from the heavy load, and began her short trek back to her camp after ensuring she had all of her equipment.

The walk back with the animal over her shoulders had further covered Alie in blood but she knew there was no sense in washing quite yet. Alie utilized a portion of the massive pile of firewood that resided beside her small dwelling to create a line of smoky fires. She then strung lines similar to clotheslines between trees and over the fires. Alie then returned to the deer. 

She quickly and efficiently skinned the animal and began cutting up most of the meat into thin strips which she hung orderly from the lines, over the fire. She kept a few choice cuts of meat intact. These she put into a small waterproof container, made from the stomach of a deer, and walked down to the river. The water of the river was cold and clear. Alie submerged the waterproof container and put a rock on it to keep it in place, then tied a small piece of rope from the container to a tree just in case, she had no intention of losing the best cuts of meat from her kill.

The fires would dry and smoke the meat hanging above them and keep the animals and bugs away long enough for the deer meat to be properly preserved. The cold water of the river would keep the meat she saved for immediate use from going bad.

Head to toe Alie was now covered in blood, soot and dirt. She dropped all of her equipment in her hut and then began walking purposefully north along the river.

After about 15 minutes she arrived at a large pool. At the far side of the pool was a sheer cliff and a towering waterfall. Alie smiled as she looked out across the beautiful and familiar pool. She eagerly stripped off her garments and left them beside the pool. She waded in, shivering for a moment at the cold water but thankful for the opportunity to relax and wash away the grime from her day's work.

Alie loved to swim and in keeping with this, she lazily spent the next few hours bathing, swimming, and playing in the pool and waterfall. She was completely, blissfully, unaware of the pair of eyes watching her every move. 



Hostile Ch. 03



CHAPTER 3

JAKE

I woke the next morning with a singular purpose. From the moment my eyes opened I knew I needed to, at the very least, discover the identity of my attacker.

I yawned and stretched my arms over my head as I rose from the bed. Between the crash and the work I had had to do to setup camp I was quite sore. My arms, my back, my legs all resisted my movements with insistent pain. I continued stretching this way and that, working to loosen my stubborn muscles.

Once I felt limber enough to move about I pulled a small backpack out of the survival gear and stashed two bottles of water and two packages of survival rations inside. I also left out a bottle of water and a package of rations for my breakfast and closed up the cases.

Survival rations consisted of foil-wrapped, dense bars that were packed full of calories, vitamins, minerals, protein, and fat. Everything your body needs. The bars of food were thankfully coated in chocolate. This gave them, at best, a mediocre taste. 

I slung the backpack over my shoulders and secured its strap around my waist, then slung the crossbow over my shoulder. I collected my breakfast and munched on it as I stepped out into the early morning sunlight.

As I was about to walk out of camp I remembered the arrow and felt I should take it along. I picked it up quickly and stashed it in my pack, its fletching poking out the top.

I decided my best course of action would be to search the woods around the lake for some hint of which direction the person had approached from.

After about an hour of slowly walking the edge of the woods around the lake I came to a clearing in the trees and a well-worn path. As I looked down the path it was obvious that attempts had been made to block or hide it. It was, however, a hastily done job and it looked as though I would have no issue navigating it.

I stood for a moment, taking a swig of my water, and considered, 'Whoever this person was they obviously did not want me to follow them. But, if no rescue is forthcoming, I have no intention of living out the rest of my days alone. I have to at least try...'

With those thoughts busying my mind I began walking down the trail, navigating felled trees, boulders, and other attempts to conceal or block the path.

Finally I came to a more formidable obstacle, a fairly high rock wall of sorts that blocked my passage. It was almost 5 feet tall with bushes encroaching tightly on either side of the path. The wall was certainly more formidable than the other challenges but after a few minutes to consider my steps I was able to climb up and over it safely and continue on my way.

I could see sunlight pouring into a clearing just ahead, past what were probably the last few obstacles on the path, and I could also faintly hear the sound of a river running nearby. To my surprise, now that I could see some sky beyond the trees, I also saw a thick column of smoke rising from just beyond the river. I ducked under a fallen tree and then came to the end of the trail where two large logs had been piled on top of one another, probably in hops of concealing the entrance/exit of the path.

I was about to jump over the logs when I spotted the source of the smoke. I quickly dropped to my knees and peered over the edge of the log. There was a well-established camp on the other side of the river about 100 yards in front of me. A lone figure moved about the camp, obviously butchering an animal. It looked as though the person was drying and smoking the meat as a series of smoky fires had been set up under lines stretching between a pair of trees. Even from this distance I could tell it was a woman from her body shape and very long hair.

I pulled my unloaded crossbow off of my back and, resting it on the log, peered through the scope. My first thought was, 'My god she is beautiful.' The woman was covered head to toe in blood and other grime but her beauty was still unmistakable. Her long coppery red hair hung almost to her ass and her well-toned athletic body was easily visible through her minimal clothing. While she was obviously athletic, very likely from having to survive like this, her body was beautifully shaped. 

She was probably just under average height, her breasts were not large but looked very nice beneath her tight top, her waist was slender, her hips flared out nicely, and as she turned to the side I could see she had a very nice ass beneath her shorts.

I shook my head sharply. Obviously the little head had taken over control of my thoughts and as I watched her I felt a familiar stirring in my groin. 'No surprise,' I thought, 'I haven't seen a woman in months let alone a gorgeous one.'

I shook my head again and tried to focus on her activities. It looked as though she was nearly done butchering the animal and I watched as she walked down to the river to submerge some sort of container.

A short time later she began walking upstream with a determined pace. I had a dilemma. 'Do I follow her or explore her camp and try and learn more about her?' After a short deliberation I decided to try to do both. I would investigate her camp first and then see if I could follow the river upstream and find her again.

I waited until she was out of sight upstream of the camp and then loaded my crossbow and held it at a ready position as I stepped over the logs. I moved slowly towards the camp watching carefully for any sign that there were other people nearby.

I waded across the shallow river and climbed the small hill to the camp, still alert for any movement.

I scanned the camp area with my eyes noting that it was very well established and looked as though it had been there for years. I was careful not to disturb the hanging meat which had clearly been expertly butchered.

Peering at the entrance to the small hut I moved across in front of it, trying to see as much of the interior as I could before I stepped inside. Once it was clear that there were no other people in the dwelling I unloaded the bolt from my crossbow, quivered it, and then slung the weapon back over my shoulder.

I stepped inside the shelter and immediately noted the beautiful longbow. Out of respect for the woman I did not touch her bow but I did note a number of arrows in a makeshift leather quiver and I reached behind me and pulled the arrow out of my pack. I laid the offending arrow on the bed and studied it again, then compared it with the arrows in the quiver and although they were not identical, it was plainly obvious that they had the same maker.

I sighed deeply and felt saddened. 'Of all the people to attempt to kill me and desperately stop me from contacting them,' I considered bitterly, 'it just HAD to be a gorgeous woman. Of course. Just my luck. Get shot down over a bloody unknown planet and then have, in all likelihood, the only other person on that planet try to kill me before we have even met. Good times.'

I shook my head, castigating myself for useless self pity. "She is probably just afraid of you, you idiot," I said harshly to myself.

I looked around the dwelling and camp critically. My first thought was she definitely lived alone, as there was only one makeshift seat around the fire and it looked as though only one side of the bed was regularly occupied. Then again, the bed was large enough for two and in the back corner of the dwelling was a neat pile of clothing that looked as though it had not been disturbed in years, on top of which was a necklace and locket. I stepped closer and studied the piece of jewelry, which lay open.

The locket had a thin film of dust on it and I didn't want to touch it but I could still see that it was a picture of a mother and young daughter. I had an immediate suspicion that the daughter in the picture was the young woman I had seen at the camp, as the mother looked much older. A few thoughts converged in my head and I looked around quickly again. My conclusion was that at some point both mother and daughter had lived here but it appeared only the daughter remained.

With that thought I decided I knew enough and I stepped out of the dwelling. I looked around critically once more, hoping I had not disturbed anything. Once I was satisfied that the woman would be unaware of my snooping, I left camp and began walking upstream. 

Unfortunately I missed the arrow I had left lying on her bed. 

After a short ways the thought occurred to me that if she decided to come back right away she would run right into me and I thought it would be best to observe her for a time before actually trying to make contact.

I crossed the river at another shallow area and climbed the hill on opposite side to the woods. I continued following the stream from just inside the woods until it came to a very large pool with a tall waterfall cascading down from a sheer cliff at the back.

On the west side of the river, the side I was on, the land had risen up such that my vantage point from just inside the forest was up on a high hill which had a steep drop-off to the water of the pool. I hunkered down behind a fallen log and spotted her quickly, bringing the scope on my unloaded crossbow to my eye to watch her as I had at her camp. 

The pool was deep but very clear and I saw her naked form gracefully swimming across the natural pool under the surface.

I watched her swim from one end of the pool to the other, her long red hair trailing behind her. She looked gorgeous even underwater. Finally she stood up and waded out of the water and my eyes bugged about halfway out of my head.

There, standing 50 yards from me was the most radiantly beautiful woman I had ever seen in my life. She looked quite young, younger than me, but was simply exquisite. I saw her at camp I knew she was beautiful but she was also covered in grime and blood from a hard day's work. Now there was no grime, no blood. 

She was amazing. My cock immediately stood at attention. Her long red hair was slicked back and plastered across her back down to her ass. I now noticed her body was covered in freckles which I found very attractive. The freckles were most prominent over her face, upper arms, and shoulders. Her breasts stood proudly from her chest, good-sized and obviously firm with small areolae and short pink nipples which were hardened from the cold of the water.

My eyes traced the rest of her body from her obviously powerful arms, to her flat stomach, her sparse but fiery red pubic hair, the lovely flare of her hips as well as her powerful thighs, to the remainder of her slender and beautifully tapering legs and dainty feet.

I looked back up and my eyes locked on to her ass, one of my favourite features of any woman, and I gasped quietly. The young woman's round shapely ass was enough to nearly cause me to bust right through my pants. 'It really has been far too long,' I thought with a wry grin.

Probably the most attractive thing to me, however, was the smile of pure joy on her face. She looked very happy, obviously having enjoyed her swim thoroughly.

She was only out of the water for a few minutes, walking around the shore briefly, before she dove back in and headed for the waterfall. I loved watching her and I remained perched on the hill doing just that for what must have been a couple hours.

Finally my thoughts wandered as I tried to decide my next course of action, 'I want to meet her. I should be careful how I do it though. Perhaps this requires further deliberation without the sight of the magnificent woman herself to distract me.'

With that I decided to return to my camp to ponder matters for awhile and to drop off my crossbow. The last thing I wanted was to threaten the woman, despite her attempt on my life. She was really my only realistic hope of being anything less than miserable and lonely.

I carefully crept out of my hiding spot as the woman played under the waterfall.

I walked back along the river and then up the path, back over the obstacles, and back to my camp beside the lake. On my return journey I devoured another round of rations and water.

I started a fire when I arrived back at my camp, after stowing my gear in the tent. It was now early afternoon.

Before going to sit by the fire however, I had a matter to deal with. Since seeing the young woman in the water with the amazing breasts and gorgeous ass and... ahem. Anyway, I had had a very insistent and persistent erection since then and I needed relief. Badly.

I grabbed some tissue from the pack and flopped down on my bed after ridding myself of my clothing. As I began stroking my painfully stiff member, my thoughts were consumed by images of the woman with the red hair standing, wet and naked, in the pool. 

Then images flashed through my mind of my mouth on her wonderful breasts, my head between her thighs with my hands gripping her lovely ass, her kneeling in front of me with her pretty freckled face looking up at me as her mouth engulfs my organ, and finally my cock thrusting inside her as she cries out my name in ecstasy. At that moment I felt pleasure burst forth from somewhere inside of me and a blissful heat spread throughout my body as I deposited my seed into the tissues. 

Finally sated, I cleaned myself up and walked nude out of the tent. I chucked the tissues in the fire and walked to the shore of the lake to clean my hands.

After returning to my tent and putting my clothing back on I sat beside the fire and contemplated my next move. It boggled my mind slightly that my attacker was an incredibly gorgeous woman, younger than myself. I'm not sure what I expected but that certainly was not it.

It was obvious she wanted to cut off contact with me before it was even made. 'But why,' I thought to myself, 'would someone who is alone work so hard to keep from meeting another person? She must be lonely.'

Many possibilities flew through my head but the one that kept running through my head was that it was very possible that she was afraid of me.

With that conclusion came my plan. I would return to her camp in the early evening with no gear, so as to appear as little of a threat as possible. Belated he considered, 'It doesn't help that I probably tower over her but hopefully she won't consider that overtly threatening.'

I just hoped she wouldn't feel the need to kill an unarmed man. Idly I considered she may not speak my language but I decided to cross that bridge when I came to it, so to speak.

With my plan in place, such as it was, I downed another bottle of water and sat around the fire pondering the likelihood of getting an arrow in the chest in a few hours' time.

Once the time was right I trekked off in the direction of her camp with nothing but my clothing and a smile.

ALIE

Alie was laying out on a flat rock at the pool. She felt the gentle heat of the rock under her and the radiant warmth of the sun.

She felt wonderful, relaxed.

When she felt warm and mostly dry she stood and picked up her clothing and walked back to the camp in the nude.

At camp she got a very eerie feeling that someone had been there but for a few minutes could not figure out why. Then she saw it and gasped loudly, taking a step back. She should not have been surprised, there was no way the blockade of the path could have worked.

She stared long and hard at the arrow laying on her bed. She knew it was the one she fired at the man, it had sand embedded in and around the arrowhead and she remembered the fletching she had used, it was slightly different from her other arrows. Her hands, trembling, grasped the arrow and she inspected it further. It looked to still be in fairly good condition.

Alie felt a tightness in her chest, fear. He had been in her camp. In a sudden rush of anger brought on by the gripping tightness in her chest, she almost shouted, "How DARE he?!" Still gripping the arrow she swung her arms wildly as she shouted.

Alie studied the inside of her dwelling very carefully and then outside as well and found that besides the arrow there was no trace of his presence in her camp.

She was shivering slightly as she sat down beside the fire and willed herself to calm down. 'He was just curious,' she insisted.

Then she got a terrible feeling, 'What if he is still watching, still nearby?'

She got up quickly and pulled on a fresh outfit, this one a dark brown colour but of the same general design as her others.

Alie snatched up her longbow, quivered the arrow in her hand and selected a new one. She nocked the arrow and stepped out of her hut.

Alie began searching the perimeter of her camp, a ways downstream and upstream along the river and she peered down the path. There was no sign of the man.

She returned to her camp feeling a little foolish but much better. At least she wasn't being watched right now.

Alie stashed her longbow safely in her hut and then began preparing a meal of deer tenderloin, which she recovered from the container in the river, as well as mixture of fruits and vegetables she had gathered. She had prepared the meat with a variety of herbs she had collected, giving it a pleasant seasoning.

As Alie ate she let out a pleased groan as the delicious food sated her hunger from her very busy day. She ate with zeal a fairly large amount of food for a person of her size, but she had to in order to keep up her energy.

Just as she was picking at the last few berries she had selected for her meal, the man appeared in the clearing on the other side of the river. Alie froze and her eyes opened wide. She wasn't sure what to do. The man was not armed and could see her clearly. She just froze.

After a few moments he began to approach again and Alie let out a frightened squeak and jumped from her seat beside the fire, her heart pounding so hard she could hardly hear anything other than its beat.

She scrambled into her hut and picked up her longbow, her hands shaking as she nocked an arrow. She took one step out of her hut and drew her bow, aim leveled at the man's head.

After several attempts to speak she finally managed to say, loud enough so he could hear, "Stop! Don't come any closer."

The man stopped his progress with a wry grin as he was now standing in the middle of the river staring at her. As his grin faded it was replaced by a kind smile. If he was afraid of her, her bow ready to fire at any moment, he didn't show it at all.

Just as Alie was starting to get confused about the situation the man spoke up, "Hello. My name is Jake," he said with a friendly tone.

"I don't care what your name is, get out of here and don't EVER come back!" Alie's words were much stronger than her tone. She sounded shaky and unsure, even to herself.

"Why do you want me to go?" Jake kept an even tone.

"Why were you in my camp this morning?"

"Well... I saw you this morning at your camp and I was very curious about the woman who tried to kill me. I decided to investigate to find out more about her. How did you know I was here?"

"The arrow."

Jake slapped his forehead with his hand and murmured, "Stupid. Stupid, stupid, stupid," Jake's tone turned contrite and he said to her, "I'm sorry, I did not mean to invade your privacy. I was just curious."

"I think you should leave," Alie said with her voice steadier and even. She couldn't maintain the draw on her bow much longer, her muscles starting to twitch and weaken.

"I would like to get to know you. What is your name?"

"Why do you want to get to know me?" Alie was intensely curious and suspicious about his answer. This conversation had not gone as she had expected. He didn't seem afraid at all despite lethal shiny tip of the arrow pointed directly at his head.

"We are the only two people on this planet. I know you must be lonely. I know I am and I've only been here a few days. I want to get to know you so we may relieve some of our loneliness. I just want someone to talk to." Jake tried to inject as much emotion into his speech as he could, he wanted her to feel his sincerity.




Hostile Ch. 03



Alie's heart gave a thud when he mentioned loneliness. She was so lonely. Her expression wavered, a few tears rolled down her cheeks, and she dropped the draw on her bow. After a moment her anguish-filled voice continued, "I am very lonely but I cannot trust you. You are a man. How do I know you won't kill me, hurt me... rape me? I am all alone and I have to defend myself."

Jake stood for a moment with a shocked look on his face. Kill her? Rape her? Hurt her? He couldn't see himself capable of such things. It took him a minute or so before he responded, "I can give you my word that I will not do anything to harm you... but all I really have is my word. If you want I will I leave for now but I will come back tomorrow. I am not willing to be lonely if there is an alternative. Before I go, would you tell me your name?"

"Yes. You should go. I will talk to you tomorrow if you want but you must come just like this, no weapons, and you must stay on the far side of the river. My name... my name is Alie."

With a nod and a thankful smile to her he said, "I am happy to have met you Alie. Have a nice evening." Then he slowly turned and walked back up the hill and disappeared down the path.

Alie dropped to her knees and let heavy sobs flood over her. Her fear, loneliness, and wanting all overwhelming her.

Alie cried in silence, though her shoulders heaved with each sob, for several minutes before she got control of herself. Once her emotions were somewhat under control again she picked herself up, dusted off her knees, and walked back to her hut. She stashed her bow, stripped off her clothing, and lay on her bed under her blankets.

She thought about the man, what he had said, and about his body. His smile. His bright teasing blue eyes.

She only occasionally masturbated but thinking about the man's body made her tingle inside and feel like she was almost on fire. She wasn't sure why she felt this way but it felt good.

Alie's hands began playing across her skin, tickling and caressing. One hand pinched and rolled her sensitive nipples while the other dipped between her thighs. She was surprised to find that she was dripping wet and almost painfully sensitive. She caressed her inner thighs and began to rub her fingers through the folds of her labia, moaning as she felt the pleasure course through her. She was already very aroused and she felt a demanding need for her release. 

Alie's fingers now started rubbing the length of her slit with more urgency, bumping her clit at the top of each caress, eliciting a gasp. Her touch shifted to the base of her clit and she felt her pleasure rise. When she could feel that she was on the edge she briefly dipped her finger under the hood and rubbed her small node directly and she shattered. Alie's whole body began shaking and her cries of pleasure signified her release as pleasure flooded through every nerve in her body. She drifted off to sleep smiling as she could still feel aftershocks of pleasure, accompanied by twitching muscles in her abdomen.



Hostile Ch. 04



CHAPTER 4

JAKE

That night and the next morning I examined in my mind the conversation I had had with the beautiful young Alie. She had obviously been very frightened throughout despite her much more advantageous position. However, she HAD given me terms on which I could return and speak with her again. So that was something at least. Her comments seemed a little strange. She seemed to believe that simply because I was a man I would hurt her.

Early in the morning I finally decided to stop turning the events over in my mind and take her up on her carefully worded allowance of another conversation.

I quickly ate my standard breakfast of water and a survival ration-bar. I was only a few days into being stranded and the rations were already starting to grate on me.

After breakfast I began the hour long walk to Alie's camp.

When I arrived in the clearing across the river from her camp, I couldn't see any sign of Alie. There were a few wisps of smoke rising from the fire pit indicating that there had been a fire there in the past few hours but it looked as though she was not present.

"Alie?" I called out to see if she was perhaps nearby or in her dwelling. I called her name a few more times but when it was clear that she was not around I just laid back in the grass to relax, awaiting her return.

ALIE

Alie woke early in the morning feeling unsettled. Her thoughts were chaotic and that was an unfamiliar sensation. Living alone for so many years she rarely felt strongly conflicted about anything. Now she did. Part of her desperately wanted to trust the man but that part was losing a fierce war with the rest of her being that insisted he was a threat.

She knew that she needed to sort out her thoughts before he came back wanting to talk. She silently berated herself for even giving him terms by which he COULD speak with her again. It had been a moment of weakness.

After starting a small fire and preparing a quick breakfast she decided to go hunting for the morning, it was an activity she loved and it always seemed to calm and focus her.

She collected her bow from the hut and took off at a bit of a jog towards the pool and waterfall.

Alie knew she didn't need a large animal as she had just finished cutting and smoking the deer meat the day before. With this in mind she decided to hunt Gebins. Unlike the deer they did not look much like any animal her mother knew of from Earth or the colonies so they had come up with a name for the creatures. 

Gebins are fairly small animals, about 15 lbs, with blue fur covering their entire bodies. They possess six extremities, the hind four used for walking and running and the front two for grasping or walking. They eat plants and have only one eye with a small forking antler above it. Their mouth and teeth are similar to that of the beaver on earth as they eat very fibrous plants and even trees on occasion.

For Alie a Gebin is a treat, her favourite food.

She had seen some in the area north of the pool and waterfall so that was her destination this morning.

She walked briskly and after a short time she was standing on the shore of the pool. Her gaze focused on the beautiful waterfall and she smiled, this was truly her favourite place. She shivered slightly as the mist from the falls cooled her skin, prompting her to move along.

Alie walked carefully but quickly around one side of the pool where a break in the brush was visible, as was a steep path that led to the top of the cliff and the forest beyond.

Her climb to the top of the cliff was uneventful and she soon began stalking quietly through the woods, keeping her eyes alert for any sign of her prey.

She kept an arrow nocked as she crept along, as ready for the sudden appearance of a Gebin as she could be.

Alie spotted a flash of blue disappear into a tangle of thick brush just ahead of her and she stealthily stalked around to the other side of the small animal's hiding place, looking for an opening in the bushes to shoot through.

As she rounded the bushes they parted just slightly and she could see the Gebin crouching, munching on the tough branches of the brush that had concealed it. Alie drew her longbow with practiced ease and let fly an arrow that downed the small animal after it leaped once to try and escape the sudden pain in its side.

Alie noted that the animal had already died by the time she walked up to it. She leaned her bow up against a tree just outside the bushes and drew her knife from a sheath attached to her belt, beginning the process of gutting the Gebin. She did not get far in her task.

The young woman heard a soft footstep nearby and her head snapped up to stare into the eyes of a Jungle Lion no more than 10 yards away. Its four long fangs hung from its upper jaw and glinted in the sun. The Lion obviously was regarding Alie as a nuisance. He wanted the Gebin and she was in his way.

Alie quickly realized to her horror that her bow was out of reach and all she had to protect herself was her knife!

She reacted instantly in a moment of panic and broke into a full-out sprint, directly away from the Lion.

The Jungle Lion's instincts kicked into high gear, it felt an irresistible need to chase the fleeing woman.

Alie chanced a glance backward and her heart hammered fiercely in her chest as she saw the predator leap after her and begin the chase. Unfortunately for Alie she was nowhere near fast enough to get away.

Just ahead through the trees Alie saw the rushing river. She knew that the Jungle Lions were not partial to water and if she could just get across the river perhaps she would be safe. She was running all out, jumping over fallen trees and dodging through sparse undergrowth.

She almost made it.

As she took her first long stride into the river the lion leaped through the air, bringing its long claws down on her upper thigh and raking them towards her knee.

Alie let out a piercing scream as her whole body was wracked with unbearable pain and she collapsed into the river, her head striking a partially submerged rock.

The lion paced briefly along the shore, letting out a deafening roar before turning to go back to its stolen meal.

Alie blinked her eyes open and then pulled her head from the rushing river. She coughed loudly to clear some water from her lungs and tried to swim but her leg wouldn't move without excruciating pain. She was confused and disoriented, her vision blurred. She shook her head several times trying to clear her vision but once she did, all she felt was a deep foreboding for a moment and then the sickening sensation of falling, water all around her. She was carried over the waterfall.

As she fell towards the pool she had the presence of mind to point her toes, although even this hurt intensely, and she entered the water of the pool with enough grace as to avoid major injury from the fall. Alie was carried deep under water by undertow from the falls and she felt a pain in her side as her body scraped along the rocks at the bottom of the pool.

Horrible thoughts went through her confused and disoriented mind, 'So this is my death... alone in my favourite place. Perhaps it is for the best, I can't be lonely anymore if I'm dead, right?' She felt the strength pouring out of her through the deep gashes in her left thigh and cut along her forehead. 'It would be so easy to just give up,' she thought briefly.

Finally out of the depths of her mind came her instinct and desire to fight for her life.

Despite the deep ache in her head, her blood loss, and her lungs which felt like they were about to explode she found the last sliver of strength left in her and used it to fight. 

'I will NOT die, not like this. Not here. Not now.'

She kicked her uninjured leg and began pulling herself towards the surface with her arms. Before she could get to the surface, her body demanded she take a breath and, not thinking clearly, she gave in. One short breath underwater caused water to flood into her lungs.

As she broke the surface Alie was coughing incessantly, water spurting from her mouth as she desperately tried to draw in air and displace the water. The spasms of coughing wracked her body violently.

As her coughing slowed slightly she realized she was nearly at the shore. With all the willpower she had left, Alie crawled up onto the sandy beach and before she could even get her whole body out of the water, her vision went black and she collapsed. The pain, exhaustion, head injury, and blood loss would not allow her to go any further. 

JAKE

I blinked my eyes open. I must have fallen asleep. Where am I?

After a few moments I realized I had dozed off while waiting for Alie to return to her camp so I could speak with her. When I glanced at the sun I realized it had been several hours since I arrived. I also noted I was covered in sweat, it was a very warm day.

I glanced around and it still did not seem that she was nearby.

"ALIE?" I called loudly, hoping she was just out of sight but once again there was no response.

After several long minutes of fighting with myself I decided to break Alie's rules and cross the river to explore her camp briefly, to see if she was hiding in her hut or if there was some evidence of where she had gone.

A quick look inside her shelter indicated that neither she nor her bow were there.

'Hunting. She has gone hunting,' I thought to myself, slightly irritated that she had not stayed in camp this morning since I had mentioned I would be returning.

Since there was no telling when she would arrive back at her camp I decided to take a walk up to the beautiful pool where I had watched Alie the day before, and take a swim.

For a few moments I stood, simply daydreaming about the memory of her amazing body emerging from the water of the pool. As my pants started to tighten, my erection painfully contained, I shook my head to dispel thoughts of Alie's beauty. I set off for the pool at a slow place, enjoying the beautiful day. When I arrived at the idyllic pool my heart dropped like an anvil. 

I saw Alie. Her beautiful red hair splayed all around her head. She lay face down in the sand, blood covering her face and staining the sand from an open wound on her forehead. As my eyes, open wide with horror and sadness, moved down her body I saw angry red scrapes along her right side and deep cuts from her left hip down to her knee, blood still trickling from the wounds. A pool of blood surrounded her left thigh and her feet, still in the pool, were surrounded by a cloud of blood-tinged water.

I rushed over to her and carefully rolled the young woman onto her back. I noted that whatever ordeal she had gone through had shredded her clothes and they hung off of her in tatters. I quickly removed them and watched her carefully. I leaned in, putting my ear to her mouth and gazing down the length of her body. I heard faint breathing and saw her chest rise slightly so I knew she was still alive, for now at least. I quickly checked her pulse and it was rapid but weak.

My first thought was to take her back to her camp but I quickly disposed of that idea when I remembered all the medical supplies I had back at my tent.

I very carefully lifted her off the sand into my arms, holding her securely against my chest with one arm under her knees and the other under her shoulders. In order to try and stop the bleeding I pressed her lacerated left thigh to my body as tightly as I could. I could feel her shivering in my arms, her skin clammy and unusually pale. Looking down at her with sadness gripping my heart, I leaned in and kissed her on the forehead away from her cut and whispered, "Alie, I will take care of you. Just hold on for me. Please hold on."

As I began quickly walking away from the pool towards her camp and the path to the lake, I noticed drops of water collecting on her abdomen. I looked up into the cloudless sky, confused, before I realized there were tears pouring down my face and splashing onto the woman in my arms.

Pure adrenaline was overriding my ability to process my thoughts and emotions... all I knew was that I needed to get Alie to my camp. I had to. In this moment it felt more important than anything else I had ever done.

I arrived at the path to the lake and quickly turned onto it. I walked fast, deftly avoiding the many obstacles the young woman had placed across the trail.

The most difficult challenge was the rock wall she had constructed. I very carefully climbed up and over it but it felt like it took far too long.

I glanced worriedly down at the beautiful, broken woman in my arms every few moments as I hurried to my tent. She was still breathing but her condition looked to be getting worse by the minute. I arrived at the lake and hurried as fast as my legs would carry me, around to the other side and my small camp.

When I arrived at my tent I carefully laid her on my bed and examined her again. She was holding on for the time being but her condition seemed poor. Her breathing was still shallow and her heart rate accelerated.

To keep her warm and hopefully quell her shivering I wrapped the blankets around her and then retrieved all the rest of the blankets I could find in my supplies and wrapped her up in them as well. 

I quickly retrieved the medical case and opened it. I pulled out a box-shaped device and set it near her head. I pressed the button on top and the Medical Status Monitor or MSM whirred to life. It unfolded into a series of scanners and screens and immediately began assessing Alie.

Her blood pressure was low, heart rate high and respiration rate low. The display told me that her blood volume had decreased roughly 35%. I knew now that I had to give her blood. 

Thankfully blood-typing was a problem of the past. One side of the MSM had a compartment where you could deposit donor blood and it would prepare the blood for transfusion into the patient using information gathered by its scanners.

Unlike injections of medication, the method for collecting blood had remained the same for hundreds of years. Thankfully I had an interest in medicine and during my long months in my shuttle I read a lot about the subject.

I found that inserting an IV line into your arm was not the same as reading about it. After several painful missed attempts with the needle, I hit the vein in my arm and secured the line in place with a strap. I connected the other end of the IV line to the blood preparation compartment in the MSM and over the course of the next minute or so the machine withdrew a unit of blood from my arm. 

I disconnected the IV from my arm and carefully placed a fresh IV line into Alie's arm after freeing it from the blanket. I successfully got access to her vein on the first attempt which momentarily made me proud as I knew that it was always more difficult to put in an IV on someone who has lost blood. By the time I attached the IV line to it, the machine's display indicated it was ready begin transfusion. As I hooked it up I watched my blood flow down the tubing and into her body.

I sat back and stared at the monitors. I watched her blood volume climb along with her blood pressure, and her heart rate slowed. I knew she was stabilizing and as I gazed down at her I saw some colour return to her skin.

I finally breathed a sigh of relief and began shaking, the sheer amount of effort expended over the past hour coming back to hit me as the adrenaline-fueled high faded from my body. Tears once again rolled down my cheeks as I stared at the gorgeous and horribly injured woman laying in my bed.

After several minutes I was able to collect myself and went back to work. She needed a lot of care before I could relax again. I used bottled water and a soft cloth to slowly and meticulously clean her wounds and clean the blood off of her body. I took great care in my work, subconsciously examining wounds, her body, and her features.

Once the wounds were cleaned with water I used an antiseptic to further cleanse them and applied bandages. The blood transfusion was now complete and I inserted a bag of saline into the machine. It quickly scanned the bag and determined the proper rate before slowly beginning the infusion through her IV.

I was still concerned about her breathing which had only marginally improved. I decided to keep an eye on it and hopefully with time it would get better.

Her last bit of treatment for the night were doses of antibiotics, pain medication, and a sedative to allow her to rest.

It was early evening but I was completely and utterly exhausted. The emotional turmoil of the day combined with the physical exertion of carrying Alie had taken its toll. I briefly considered sleeping on the ground but Alie's skin was still fairly cold and I just felt a deep-seated need to be close to her.

I undressed and climbed into the bed, carefully rolling her onto her right side, and cuddled up behind her, gasping as I felt her chilled skin press against mine. My body was much larger than Alie's and I did my best to cover as much of her as I could, hoping to warm her with my body heat. Finally, I wrapped my arms around her, careful to avoid her IV, and quickly drifted off to sleep. 

Due to my exhaustion I had not even given a single thought to how Alie might react if she woke before I did.



Hostile Ch. 05



CHAPTER 5

ALIE

Pain. All-consuming pain. That was all Alie could feel as she opened her eyes. Her whole body hurt and she was so overcome by it that she couldn't even make more noise than a whimper. She then began coughing violently as she realized there was a heaviness in her chest.

It took several minutes before she collected herself and realized her surroundings were unfamiliar. Then she felt something... NO... someONE pressing up against her back, including an insistent poking at her behind. She couldn't remember anything after leaving her camp to go hunting and she was suddenly terrified.

'Oh no... Jake kidnapped me. He hurt me! No... no!' Alie quickly entered a state of total panic as she realized her situation. Ignoring the IV hooked up to her arm, adrenaline rushed through her body and she jumped up and off the bed, tearing the IV out.

Alie's escape attempt did not get far. She tried to take a step on her left leg and excruciating pain wracked her body as she collapsed to the floor of Jake's tent. As she lay on the floor another wave of uncontrollable coughing shook her and she was left breathless, whimpering once more.

Jake, now awake from her attempted escape, got up and walked quickly around to the end of the bed. He knelt down beside her with a sad smile on his face and asked, "Are you okay Alie?"

"No," She began shouting in anger, "You kidnapped me! You hurt me somehow... just like I knew you would! Let me go!"

Alie could see that each of her accusations seemed to strike him just as if she had slapped him across the face. Her mind was too occupied with intense pain to understand the meaning of this, however.

Jake recoiled from her slightly and replied, "No Alie. I would never do that! Now, I am willing to tell you what I know about what happened but you have to promise me you will not try to leave the tent. Not right now, you are too badly hurt."

Alie reluctantly nodded and he easily lifted her into his arms before placing her back on the bed, wrapping her up in the blankets once more and, for the moment, leaving the IV disconnected.

Alie didn't know what to think. She was in such pain and she felt confused. After a few moments contemplation she decided that, for the moment, she would have to go along. More coughing spasms rocked her small body and she resigned herself to being stuck here with him for a time, even though she still believed he had been the one to cause these awful injuries.

Alie's silence prompted Jake to continue, "I found you on the shore of the pool with the waterfall and brought you back to my camp because I have medical supplies here. I am sorry you don't seem to remember what happened but I am only trying to help you. I couldn't leave you to die."

Jake's tone was a strange combination of hope that she would believe him and stern finality. Alie lowered her head and whispered haltingly, "I am not sure I can believe you but... but it is obvious to me that I can't deal with this on my own. I... I need... your help. So if you are as well-intentioned as you claim I will judge on your actions, Jake."

Alie began to feel uncomfortable and she rolled her eyes a bit at the inconvenience. She needed to relieve herself and knew she couldn't even come close to doing it on her own. Alie looked at him and said quietly, "Uh... I guess you can start now. I need help up so I can... go pee." She remembered the phrase she used years ago when talking to her mother.

Jake seemed to ponder the problem momentarily. He then produced a few white squares from the storage area and lifted her into his arms. It was painful but he was gentle. He walked them outside and then set her down carefully so she was sitting on the large log beside the fire pit. He helped her so she was sitting just on the edge and hovered nearby protectively as she emptied her bladder onto the sandy beach. When she was done he handed her the flimsy white squares and she quickly guessed their use and once she was finished with them she tossed them into the fire pit.

Jake then lifted her back into his arms, again with utmost care, and returned her to the bed in the tent, safe under a pile of blankets.

Alie had watched Jake very closely the whole time, she couldn't explain what she was looking for but she was intensely curious about the man even though that was tainted by her fear and mistrust of him. She also managed to note some of what she assumed were features of men. Between his legs was an organ she certainly did not possess or recognize but gazing at it gave her the faintest of twinges deep inside, even despite her poor condition. She also noted he was much hairier than her. His face, arms, legs, and chest all seemed to have much more hair.

Unfortunately even her curiosity couldn't keep her focus on him for long once she lay back in the tent. The pain she was feeling caused her eyes to flutter closed just as she broke down into another coughing fit. When it passed she gave another soft whimper and relaxed, exhausted.

She was very thankful when Jake gave her something to relieve her pain and let her rest.

JAKE

I was worried. The MSM told me Alie was now running a high fever. Her escape attempt had been almost 12 hours ago and she had not been coherent long enough for another conversation. She was conscious fairly regularly but feverish and very weak.

I had suspected the problem and did a thorough scan of her lungs using the MSM. It reported that she was developing pneumonia even despite the antibiotics I had given her.

I began giving her a high dose of antibiotics through a new IV line I had set up. I hoped it would be enough as her breathing which had been getting better, was now beginning to degrade again.

Between coughing fits I could hear her occasionally wheeze or gasp for breath and as the day wore on my concern grew deeper.

At times I felt a hint of desperation set in, coloured with a touch of helplessness. I knew a good amount about basic medical care but if Alie needed an advanced procedure I was unsure of whether I could perform it.

While she was drifting in and out for hours I gently but thoroughly cleaned the cuts on her left thigh with antiseptic again. I then numbed the area with local anesthetic and slowly, painstakingly, stitched the long cuts closed so they could heal. I was not practiced at doing stitches but I found that I was quite good by the time I had finished. I was satisfied with my handiwork but deeply unhappy that I had had cause to learn the skill. Throughout the task I spoke quietly with her, explaining what I was doing, although I was unsure how much of my explanation registered with her.

If we had been at a colony or on Earth a hospital could have used a tissue regenerator to heal the gashes without stitching and she would be without scars. Unfortunately that kind of equipment simply wasn't available to me. When designing a survival kit apparently they decided to go with the basics only.

After I finished with the stitches on her leg I examined the wound on Alie's forehead near her hairline. As I suspected, it required stitches as well. I cleaned, numbed, and stitched that wound as well. I knew she would bear scars from the cuts on both her leg and forehead but the stitches would help heal the wounds and minimize the scarring.

I sat back and watched the young woman for a few minutes, feeling a deep determination to see her through this. I glanced at the monitors and her condition was unchanged.

I rose from the bed and gathered a small bowl of cold bottled water and a soft cloth and began slowly washing the fever-induced sweat from her body. She woke fully a few times, looked directly in my eyes with an unreadable expression before waves of coughing would wrack her body and result in her drifting off again. I took the utmost care in washing her, being very gentle as I could now see bruises blooming over many parts of her body to join the lacerations.

When I finished I gave her a dose of pain medication and then woke her gently. Her eyes snapped open but I could see, with an unexpected jolt of sadness, that she was very much in pain even with the painkillers and she looked utterly exhausted. I sat her up slowly and carefully and fed her half of one of my survival rations and insisted she drink as much water as she could handle. I laid her back down and tucked the blankets in all around her as another wave of coughing overtook her body.

It was getting late and once again I was exhausted. I began preparing a makeshift bed for myself on the floor of the tent when Alie spoke up for the first time since the morning.

"No. Jake. Come here." 

Just those few words seemed to cost her significant effort and her voice was merely a whisper but she pushed aside the blankets slightly trying to make room for me to join her in the bed.

This time I was facing her and her eyes looked into mine, silently expressing a storm of emotions. I gently kissed her forehead and smiled at her before drawing her in closer. She obviously did not have the energy or inclination to carry on a conversation but she smiled very slightly and closed her eyes, indicating she was pleased with me.

I held her close as we both fell off to sleep. It felt so good to hold her, even better to have been invited to do so.

ALIE

Alie was studying Jake's face. She had woken early and he still slept beside her. The man had made a distinct impression on her the day before. She still had an underlying suspicion about him... all her mother had told her about men could not be put out of her mind after only a day or so of knowing THIS man. But he had taken excellent care of her the day before.

She wondered how someone so gentle could be capable of the cruelty her mother had described. Maybe not all men were like that. Or perhaps he was just trying to get her to lower her defenses. It was possible.

The young woman had cared for her mother as she fought a similar illness to the one Alie was now battling. Alie couldn't help but feel that Jake had showed her as much care and concern as she had once shown for her mother. This was the cause for the bare beginnings of warm affection she felt for the man.

Alie didn't want to die but she was terrified that she would, just as her mother did. Alie's will to live was, in fact, stronger than ever. In part because there was a glimmer of hope in her heart that she would no longer be alone.

Alie felt safe in the man's arms. It confused her. What she knew of men from her mother did not, at this point, seem to apply to THIS man. He had been kind, gentle, patient, and made her feel good.

These thoughts didn't last long as doubts invaded her mind again, 'Maybe he is just fixing me up so I won't die, so he can use me like a slave. Maybe he won't let me go when I'm better. Will I get better? My mother didn't get better."

She felt conflicted but decided she wouldn't judge him negatively again until she saw reason to. She would observe him closely. For now she could not resist the warm comfort he so openly offered.

This morning Alie felt only slightly better than she had the prior evening. It felt to her like her fever was better because she could think more clearly but she still had pain and heaviness in her chest and a constant urge to cough. Her head, leg, and side still throbbed with pain but they were slightly better.

As her eyes fluttered closed again, fever and pain overtaking her once more, Jake's eyes opened.

When she finally opened her eyes again she gave a quiet squeak of surprise as Jake was now watching her as intently as she had been watching him.

His eyes sparkled as he looked at her. She immediately felt flustered but quietly asked Jake, "Can you help me up to pee again? I uh... after I would like some water and maybe something for the pain... please?" She remembered the simple expression from her childhood.

JAKE

I examined Alie's beautiful face, and smiled broadly as she opened her eyes and made the adorable noise.

When she made her requests I smiled and jumped up and began helping her. I disconnected her IV line and quickly administered a dose of pain killers to her. Once again I carried her outside to relieve her bladder and after returning to the tent and tucking her back in I reconnected her IV. I gave her another dose of antibiotics and got her a bottle of water and a ration bar.

She looked up with a broad smile on her face and thanked me for everything as I handed her her breakfast.

I examined the readout from the MSM monitor. Her temperature had come down slightly but she was still running a significant fever. Her breathing had improved slightly as well. The rest of her vitals looked fairly normal.

I watched her eat and drink for a moment and then sat on the bed beside the supine woman and asked her quietly, "Would you like to hear more about how I found you? Maybe it will help your memory."

Alie nodded.

"I came to your camp two days ago in the morning to speak with you again as you had said I would be allowed to. I waited for hours but it was obvious you were gone. I'm sorry Alie I kind of broke your rules. I went to look inside your shelter and saw that both you and your longbow were missing. I assumed you had gone hunting. It was a very warm day so my thoughts turned to having a swim. I walked to the pool and... and... you were... laying face down in the sand," I paused for a moment to collect myself, my emotions threatening to overwhelm my control, "There was some... blood around your head and a pool of blood around your left leg. Your feet were still in the water..."

Alie sat quietly looking stunned and pensive for several minutes before looking up into my eyes and saying, "Thank you. Thank you for saving me."

As the words left her lips she furrowed her brow and continued, "Am I saved? How bad is it? I know I am hurt badly and I seem to also be getting sick... will I be okay?"

My eyes misted slightly and I had to draw a deep breath to stop the oncoming tears. I looked down into her eyes and whispered with conviction, "You will be okay, I will make sure of it."

"Your left thigh has four parallel deep cuts from your hip to your knee which I have cleaned and stitched. You have an angry red scrape on your right side which I have cleaned as well. Your other major injury was a blow to your head. You have a cut on your forehead near your hairline which I also cleaned and stitched. You also have many bruises scattered over your body."

"Alie, the main reason for your cough and fever is that you have a lung infection called pneumonia. It is dangerous but I am keeping a close eye on you," I paused momentarily, smiling slightly before continuing, "I will take care of you if you will allow me."

Alie looked slightly guarded but she nodded silently.

I thought for a moment she would not say anything but Alie suddenly it seemed all her doubts found their voice, "But you are a man! Why would you take care of me? Why did you save me? Just so you can use me and abuse me when I'm healed?"

Alie's eyes flashed with a mixture of defiance and accusation, tempered by a prolonged coughing fit and a gasp of exhaustion at the end.

I watched her silently for a moment, trying to let my frustration drain away, and then responded, "I am not sure what you know about men in general and I won't go into that. THIS man," I said with conviction while pointing to my chest and leaning towards her, "WILL take care of you. I will take care of you because you are a human being and I would do the same for any human being. This is only reinforced by the fact that you are the only person on this planet besides myself and I don't want to be alone."

I thought for a moment I was done but I found my voice again, "I would never hurt you. I would never hurt a woman. I would never even hurt another man unless he gave me cause."

I tried to stop but one final thought burst from me before I could control it, "I will look after you and take care of you because you are a beautiful and intriguing woman. The thought of you dying before I get a chance to know you is unbearable."

Alie's eyes were wide and her mouth open slightly. She looked completely shocked by my outburst and rant. After a few moments she looked away and then looked back with a much more collected expression and whispered, "Do you really think these things of me? Why are you so unlike other men? My mother... my mother was abused and raped and hurt by men. That was all she knew of men. That is all I know of men. Why are you any different?"

I sat for a moment and pondered her words. A lot of what had happened between us made much more sense now. I wore a serious expression on my face as I responded, "I am very sorry for your mother. She experienced only the worst kind of men. Most men are kind and would never hurt a woman physically under any circumstances. I know after what you have been taught it is hard to believe but it is the truth. I only ask that you judge me by my actions alone and not by what your mother told you."

Alie smiled slightly and nodded, her body relaxing.

The look on her face was hard to read but she seemed to be pondering something, she glanced at my face and looked as though she had made a decision. "Jake," she started slowly, "There is something my mother only mentioned in passing. I want to know more about it. Can you tell me about... sex?"



Hostile Ch. 06



CHAPTER 6

ALIE

Alie saw Jake's eyes snap open wider than she ever thought possible and momentarily she regretted asking. She didn't know enough about sex to be afraid of asking the question and she was curious. Sex was the only act her mother had ever told her about that involved both men and women and wasn't completely based on abuse. Her mother's descriptions were very vague, however.

Alie recalled her mother's words...

"Sex is an act between a man and a woman that can produce a baby. Men often use it as a means of controlling or punishing a woman," Jessica had said in passing, aware her daughter would never need such information anyway.

As Alie snapped back to the present she could see Jake was finally collecting himself. He had sputtered a few times and started speaking only to stop again.

Now Jake cleared his throat and replied, "That... well... that is a complicated subject but I would be happy to tell you anything you want to know. I suspect you weren't told much."

Alie nodded her head in the affirmative.

Jake continued, "To start with the absolute basics, sex is the way in which humans reproduce. Make babies. Sexual intercourse itself consists of a man's penis entering a woman's vagina and depositing sperm there which, if the woman is fertile, can lead to the woman getting pregnant and having a baby about 40 weeks later."

While it looked as though Jake was going to continue, Alie asked, "My mother said that it was a way for men to control women... or hurt them. Is it always that way?"

Jake's expression darkened and he had to stop himself from getting angry. After a moment or two his expression cleared and he replied, "There are some men who use sex in that way. It is not common but it does happen. I know I only have my words to prove this but I am not like that."

Before he had a chance to go on, Alie said quietly, "If I do as you asked and judge you on your actions, which have so far been gentle and kind, I believe you."

Jake beamed a smile at her that could have lit the tent all on its own. He blushed slightly and then continued, "As I said, at its core sex is the insertion of the man's penis into the woman's vagina..."

Alie's eyes opened extremely wide, she finally registered exactly what that meant. She had seen his erect penis, or what she thought was his penis as she didn't know much about male anatomy, and the thought of trying to fit THAT inside her vagina caused disbelief, "Jake... no. There is NO way that can happen! At least not for me, I am tiny down there. Your... uh.. your penis is huge, it would never fit there!"

Jake lit up with a whole-body blush. His mouth clamped closed and, to further his embarrassment, thoughts of pushing his cock inside her caused him to become instantly erect. 

Alie looked at him curiously and smiled slightly, waiting for him to respond.

Jake finally collected himself, chuckled slightly and replied, "Your... uh... your vagina has the ability to stretch a lot to fit a man's penis inside. For many women it hurts the first time but after that it feels good."

Alie was still skeptical but did not press him on that subject. Instead she asked, "So sex is a man putting his penis inside a woman to make a baby?"

Jake thought for a moment and responded, "That is the core of what sex is about but that is just a small part to a very intricate experience. For many people sex is about love. People have sex with the ones they love for the pleasure of themselves and their partner. Beyond the basics there are other sexual acts. Men and women can use their hands and mouths to give pleasure to each other. The most important thing to know about sex is that it is the most intimate act two people can engage in."

Alie took all of this in with a mixture of desire, confusion, and awe. She thought a long time about this, drowsiness and coughing spells threatening to put an end to her thoughtful consideration but just as she was about to fall off to sleep she said quietly, "Perhaps... perhaps some day you can show this to me so I can understand better what you mean."

JAKE

At her final statement I gasped out loud and then let my breath out all at once. There was a part of me, the throbbing insistent part, that was demanding I show her right now.

I beat back those thoughts as I took in the sight of her once more. She slept quietly, the stitches along her hairline a grim reminder of how badly hurt she still was. Just the conversation had exhausted her.

Their discussions had lasted most of the day and it was now evening. As I glanced at the MSM which indicated Alie was doing better, I felt content for the first time in a few days.

I pondered our conversation. I was almost unreasonably happy at her final comment. It seemed to indicate that she was beginning to have a small measure of trust for me.

I concluded that I would take things slow. She was as inexperienced as it was possible to be. She had known basically nothing about sex and all the wrong things about men.

On top of all of that she was still badly hurt. I was happy with how she was responding to treatment though. She seemed to be improving nicely now.

I quickly devoured a ration bar and was drinking a bottle of water when I saw Alie's eyes flutter open, though she still looked very drowsy. She pushed the blankets aside slightly and motioned for me to join her.

Happy to cuddle the beautiful young woman, I climbed into the bed and wrapped my arms around her, both of us drifting off to sleep rapidly.

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Jake and Alie continued much the same way for the next 3 days, Jake holding the her each night. Alie slowly recovered, it appeared as though the early doses of antibiotics allowed Alie to avoid the worst of the pneumonia. She still was almost exclusively confined to the bed, however. 

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ALIE

It was now the sixth day since her injury and Alie was restless. Jake had been so kind and gentle to her that although she still held deep distrust for men she seemed to be able to separate Jake out from her concept of men in general. Him, she trusted. He had saved her after all. About 3 days prior she had been able to fully remember the attack by the Jungle Lion and that eliminated any lingering doubts she had had regarding Jake's sincerity in caring for her.

But she was restless. She was very unused to spending so much time confined to a bed and though she knew it was necessary she couldn't wait to be able to get up and move around again.

The other part of her restlessness was that strange feelings had been washing over her for the past few days. Jake would hold her at night which made her feel safe and comfortable but lately she also felt anxious and tingled all over when he was near. These were not bad feelings but she was unsure what to do about them.

When Alie woke this day Jake was gone. She looked around the tent and there was no sign of him. She was sore, all over her body. Laying down for days on end was making her neck, shoulders, and back tense. 

She felt irritable. Beyond the soreness she was also sweaty and felt filthy.

Just then Jake walked back into the tent and she snapped, "Where were you? I need some water and my leg hurts!"

As she registered his shocked expression her irritation vanished, "I am so sorry Jake... I am just frustrated."

Tears of shame overflowed her eyes, he had taken such good care of her and here she was yelling at him. She turned away from him and let her tears fall.

When she collected herself and looked back at him he held out a bottle of water to her while he gave her a painless injection in her neck to relieve the deep ache in her leg.

JAKE

I could tell she starting to get stir crazy from day after day in the tent and I decided to do something about it.

While she was drinking her water I gathered a few supplies and then, carrying the supplies in one hand, I lifted her off the bed into my arms. Alie wrapped her arms loosely around my neck and bit her lower lip as she looked up at me as I carried her outside.

Over the past few days I had cleared an area of the beach of debris. Thankfully when I had tested the water quality, it remained good.

I carried Alie down to the lake and dropped the supplies I had brought onto the shore, except a bar of soap which I still gripped in my hand.

I waded out into the water and I released Alie from my arms. She looked at me with an expression so grateful that I blushed and she whispered, "Thank you Jake."

She stood on her good leg, the water up to her upper thighs, and reached for the soap I held in my hand. As I shook my head with a wry grin she gave me a quizzical look until I began slowly running the slippery bar over the skin of her thigh.

Alie smiled shyly at me and nodded slightly. 

I began by wetting her skin and then used my hands, lathered with soap, to wash her. I began with her back, from her neck down to her waist. I was feeling playful and decided to push my luck. I finished my attentions on the small of her back, lathered my hands once again, and let my hands slide down over the globes of her amazing ass. She looked back over her shoulder at me with a shy smile and tentative desire smoldering in her eyes.

I continued rubbed my hands slowly over her beautiful behind, including briefly washing between her cheeks and letting my fingertips brush across the sensitive skin of her puckered anus, and she went back to staring out across the lake although I did notice her draw a shuddering breath and close her eyes for a few moments.

Eventually my hands moved down to the backs of her thighs. I started using the bar of soap directly on her skin as I was now washing her underwater. However, I still took my time and made sure she enjoyed it. 

At that point I moved around to her front, kneeling down and working on her feet and shins, and looking up at her face with a mischievous smile. She looked like she was enjoying the experience very much already. Her skin was flushed and she couldn't stop biting her lower lip as she looked at me. The fiery look in her eyes reflected a steadily growing desire.

She was standing with most of her weight on her right leg, her left foot just resting on the sandy bottom of the lake. I nudged her legs apart slightly and began washing her thighs. My fingers very gently washed the area around her stitches, careful not cause her any pain. Finally my lathered hands trailed up her inner thighs, washing attentively, and as I glanced up I saw Alie's eyes close, her mouth open slightly as her breathing became rapid.

As my fingers inched closer to her labia, my hands veered off and after lathering quickly again, moved up over her hips and across her flat, firm stomach. She squeaked in protest when I moved my hands away from her inner thighs and blushed brightly.

As I stood up, I brought my soapy hands to the back of Alie's head just as her arms wrapped around me and I kissed her firmly on the lips. My hard penis pressed into her navel as we kissed, thankfully she was not at all deterred by it. As the kiss broke, I kissed her again and again until, gasping for breath, she pushed me back gently. I looked in her eyes and saw unrestrained desire and happiness.

Alie blinked a few times and she asked in a small voice, "Is that how men and women kiss? I like it... a lot. My mother always kissed me on the forehead... like you usually do."

I grinned and replied, "Yes. That is how men and women kiss, Alie. I liked it a lot too."

I took a small step back and continued my previous, very wonderful, task of washing the petite beauty. I lathered up my hands and finished washing over the soft skin of her firm abdomen before trailing my hands up to to cup her breasts.

I moved my soapy fingers over every part of each breast except her erect nipples until she thrust her chest out slightly so my thumbs brushed across them, a shiver running through her body at the simple touch.

Alie sighed as I moved away from her breasts to wash her upper chest and her arms. I looked into her face and she was smiling brightly but had an anxious look in her eye. She opened her mouth to say something and I silenced her with a kiss.

As the kiss broke I touched my forehead to hers and looked into her eyes as my hand caressed across her flat stomach to rest on her mons. She bit her lip and moaned softly. Moving lower my whole hand cupped her pussy and I could feel, much to my delight, that her lips were dripping wet. 

I slipped a finger between her inner labia and ran it from the entrance of her vagina up to bump her clit. Shocked, Alie's eyes burst wide open and she cried out in pleasure. My finger continued to slip easily up and down her wet lips and she moaned into my ear, "Oh Jake that feels SO good. Please... please don't stop."

As her words registered with me I grinned widely and slid a finger deep inside her tight pussy and began rubbing her clit repeatedly with my thumb. She had been so aroused to begin with that she couldn't take it and screamed at the top of her lungs as her orgasm washed through her body, her muscles convulsing and her vagina clamping down on my finger. I continued rubbing her clit firmly with my thumb through her shuddering orgasm that seemed to stretch on for a minute or more.

I caught her easily in my arms as the strength left her body and I lowered her into the water, moving us a few paces back into the shallows. I sat on the bottom with her head laid in my lap, managing to keep my rock hard member from pressing against the top of her head, and the rest of her body floated in the shallow water.

Alie still had her eyes closed and was breathing hard, small aftershocks causing ripples across her midriff.

I reached over to the supplies on the shore and retrieved a bottle of shampoo. I wet her hair and lathered the shampoo into it, beginning the long and very enjoyable process of washing her long, beautiful copper red hair. Alie finally opened her eyes as I was massaging her scalp near her temples. Looking up at me with an expression of complete and utter relaxation with a tinge of adoration, she said, "Thank you for being so good to me. Thank you for the... uh... for making me..."

"I think the word you are looking for is orgasm. Many people also use the word 'cum' as in, 'Thank you for making me cum,'" I instructed with a giant grin on my face, "and you need not thank me as it was my pleasure."

Alie blushed and nodded in understanding.

I helped her rinse the shampoo out of her hair and the soap off of the rest of her body before helping her to stand on the shore. Between only having one good leg and the orgasm she had experienced Alie was quite unsteady but she held on to me and I dried her with a towel I had brought down with us.

Once again I lifted her into my arms and carried her back to the tent, laying her on the bed. Indicating I would return soon, jogged back down to the shore of the lake to collect the supplies and brought them back to the tent as well.

ALIE

Alie's head was swimming with pleasure and more thoughts than she could express.

She lay on top of the covers on the bed and smiled brightly at Jake as he returned to the tent.

"Jake," She began, "what you did to me or... or for me. Was that sex?"

"Yes, it was. Just a small part. Did you enjoy it?"

"Very much. Thank you," Alie said sincerely with a smile.

"It was my pleasure. Thank you for trusting me."

Alie blushed at this and nodded happily.

As she tried to adjust her position on the bed a sharp stab of pain arced across her shoulders and she closed her eyes with a grimace.

"Alie, are you okay? What is hurting?"

"My shoulders... my neck, my back. I think it is from laying in this bed for so long," Alie replied with a frustrated sigh.

"Can I try to help?"

"Oh Jake, if there is something you can do to help this... thank you so much."

Jake helped Alie roll over onto her stomach and straddled her rear. His still-erect penis pushed into the small of her back as he his hands started working on the muscles at the back of her neck.

Alie moaned as the stress was slowly released from her muscles, her focus shifting constantly back and forth from the warmth poking at her lower back, and the work of Jake's hands.

After several minutes Alie asked him quietly, "Jake, what does it mean when your... your penis is hard like that?"

Jake was silent for a moment as he continued his work on her shoulders before responding, "When a man's penis is hard it means he is sexually aroused. With me specifically, it means I am sexually aroused by you."

Alie gasped and buried her blushing face in the pillows. She was not upset but amazed that he kept doing and saying the perfect things to make her happy. Finally after withdrawing her face from her pillows she asked, "Your penis has been hard for a long time... does it bother you?"

"I will," Jake paused for a moment, "have to... relieve the pressure later."

"Can I watch you do it?"

"Uh... yeah I guess."

"Jake, you said there is more to sex than what we did. Would you...," Alie's voice shook as she forced herself to ask the question, "Will you show me the rest some time?"

Jake was silent for a time but the hard warmth pressing into her back jumped slightly and seemed to grow harder.

Finally he said with a hoarse voice, "I would love to Alie. Any time."

Alie relaxed with a very contented smile on her face, he had successfully worked out all the knots in her muscles and she felt wonderful.

Jake finished up and helped her roll over onto her back and looked like he was about to get off the bed when his eyes locked onto her crotch.

Alie watched with curiosity as he moved to spread her thighs gently and she cried out loudly as he leaned in and licked the length of her pussy. His tongue felt amazing and she was immediately lost in a sea of sensation.

She felt his tongue move all over her lips, up to her clit, and then plunge into her vagina over and over. Soon he slowly slid a finger inside her vagina, closed his lips over her clit and began tonguing and sucking it.

Alie's world exploded. She saw stars in her eyes and she barely registered that she was screaming Jake's name at the top of her lungs.

Alie grasped weakly at his head as he continued to bring her exquisite pleasure with his lips and tongue and fingers. Soon her second orgasm burst through her, followed quickly by a third.

All she could feel was pleasure, coursing wildly through every nerve in her body, and as a fourth orgasm approached she could feel herself not only on the edge of her peak but on the edge of consciousness as well. Her voice rose, "Oh Jake... oh yes... Yes... JAKE!" She screamed his name, her senses overloaded with pleasure, and abruptly she blacked out.



Hostile Ch. 07



JAKE

I had been wholly unable to resist the sight of moisture leaking from her pussy, I had felt an undeniable urge to taste Alie and pleasure her. I had been proud I was able to bring her such ecstasy but now...

Now she lay unconscious and I felt slight concern. I knew it was not unheard of, for people to be rendered unconscious by sex but she was weak. Worry lined my face, unsure if something more serious had happened.

Suddenly her eyes popped open again, probably only 30 seconds from when she passed out but a relieved sigh escaped my lips nonetheless and I smiled happily at her.

She stared me with a look I honestly couldn't identify and she whispered, "That was... amazing. What happened to me?"

A small grin grew on my lips and I replied, "I'm glad you enjoyed it. I think you passed out Alie."

"Passed out?"

"Yes, it is almost the same as falling asleep but it happens suddenly and usually for other reasons."

Alie nodded slightly in understanding and watched me closely through hooded eyes for a few minutes. I could tell she was contemplating something.

Meanwhile, I had to do something about my raging erection that was now causing a deep ache low in my belly. As I moved to walk outside I heard her say, "I want to see it."

I turned and looked at her with a slightly puzzled expression and asked, "What do you want to see Alie?"

She gestured with one hand at me and said quietly, "Your... uh... your..." Her voice faded away and I raised an eyebrow at her. She blushed and then forced out, "Your penis, I want to see you... relieve it."

I stood still and watched her for a moment with only slight surprise. She had asked before but I wasn't sure if she really wanted to see.

I nodded and crawled back onto the bed, laying beside her. My eyes met hers and my hand began drifting toward my swollen cock. I desperately wanted to ask her if she wanted to touch me but I knew that I had already taken many liberties with a young woman whose trust of me was probably tenuous and who had little experience in sex.

With my gaze now drifting over the swell of Alie's breasts and the peaks of her nipples, to the soft curly hair of her mons, I slowly stroked my erection, knowing that I wouldn't last very long with my state of extreme arousal.

I was getting close when I finally realized that perhaps it would be best if this experience be educational as well as pleasurable.

My eyes slid back up to hers. I could see a storm of desire brewing within again as she glanced back and forth between my face and my erect member. Quietly I heard her ask, "Why does looking at it make me feel warm and tingly?"

"I think, even though you have never seen one before, your body may instinctively know what a man's penis is for... perhaps that is why you are warm and tingly?"

As Alie nodded in understanding I could see she was still unsure. I decided to proceed with my explanation.

I used my hand to draw back my foreskin and indicated to the swollen purple end, quietly explaining, "This is the head of my penis, it is very sensitive."

"The skin I drew back over the head is called the foreskin, it is to protect the head."

I slid my hand down my dick and continued, "This is the shaft, and the base. These areas are sensitive as well but not as much as the head."

My voice was starting to grow hoarse as her eyes stared so intently at my member, her face a mask of arousal and curiosity. Her rapt attention to my penis caused me great arousal, almost as if she actually were touching it.

Before I could say a word, she reached out her hand and gripped the head of my erection. Her touch was gentle and very arousing. A shudder flowed through my body and I was barely able to hold back from covering her hands in my seed.

Her eyes stared into mine, as if asking approval, and I whispered in a strained voice, "Alie... I will not be able to hold on much longer. When a man reaches orgasm, a thick white fluid called semen comes out of his penis. You don't have to do this but... it feels so good."

I saw a twinkle in her eye and a slight grin touch the corners of her mouth. She moved my hand away and stroked me very slowly and gently, watching my face.

I couldn't take it, it was just too much after the events of the day. A deep groan issued from my lips as I gripped the sheets and thrust my hips up towards her wonderful touch. A torrent of my semen blasted from my cock and landed on her forearm, then another landed on her stomach, with the rest puddling on my abdomen after she let go of me in shock.

With my eyes closed and my breathing rapid, I heard a delighted giggle. I opened one eye and glanced at Alie. She was examining the sticky white fluid on her skin, rolling it around with her finger. With a groan I watched as she lifted her finger to her lips and tasted my semen. She seemed to consider for a moment before a slight grin reappeared on her face.

I whispered, "Thank you Alie, that was wonderful." 

Her eyes swept towards mine and she blushed prettily as she saw me watching her.

"I liked doing that. I was a little scared when your... uh... semen shot out but I liked it."

I couldn't find my voice again. Not yet, I was too shocked and sated. While I lay there silently trying to find words, Alie was contemplating.

Before I regained my speech she continued, speaking rapidly, "I have enjoyed what you have shown me of sex so far. Jake... if you want to, I would like it if you would show me the rest. Everything. I have never known the kind of feelings that you have been showing me and everything you have done makes me feel closer to... I was so..."

She couldn't finish, it just seemed like her confidence faltered and she looked away from me. Seeing that Alie's lower lip was quivering, I carefully pulled her close to me, no mind to the mess I was making. 

Alie found her voice again and continued, "Jake, it feels so good to be here with you. I was alone for so long and just talking to you, feeling your arms around me... it is so wonderful." 

Words spilled from her lips and tears from her eyes, releasing some of the pain from her years of loneliness.

I smiled brightly at her and said, "Alie, I am so glad you are okay. I was so worried when I brought you back here that I would lose you before I even got to know you. I too feel wonderful being here with you."

We laid together that way, silently, for a time and soon Alie had drifted off into a comfortable sleep.

I rose slowly off of the bed, aware that a few things needed to be done.

I switched on the MSM and adjusted its position slightly. It showed Alie's vital signs were good, which I was happy with as it had been a fairly active day for her. I punched in a series of commands on its touch screen and it performed a detailed scan of her leg. Thankfully there was no sign of infection in the wounds and they were healing nicely. From the information presented it looked as though I could remove the stitches and get her walking again soon. Turning off the MSM, my thoughts turned to other tasks.

I collected a washcloth and some cool water in a basin and washed the cum off of Alie and myself, her eyes fluttering open for just a moment before she drifted off once more.

I grabbed a few ration bars, which I now truly hated, and a few bottles of water and climbed back into the bed with Alie. I woke her gently and smiled at her as she blinked rapidly.

We shared our nutritious but unappealing meal quietly, though we occasionally glanced at each other with a contented smile.

After the meal I helped Alie outside to relieve herself before returning to bed, cuddling close together.

ALIE

Alie was happy. More than that, she felt like she was floating. Jake had been so wonderful to her and she was enjoying spending time with him, even if it meant being stuck in the tent and mostly in bed.

Still, over the past few days she had begun to feel a strange uneasiness in the back of her mind. For now, it was easily shoved aside but each time it seemed slightly harder to do.

With a start Alie realized that despite her own realization a few days prior that her injuries were a result of a Jungle Lion attack, she hadn't told Jake. It was amazing to her that she had neglected to tell him.

Alie's head had been tucked into Jake's chest, cuddling close to him. She drew back and looked up into his face. Her words came slowly at first, "Jake, I have something I need to talk to you about."

"Go ahead Alie," was his reply with a contented smile.

"I can't believe I didn't tell you this before. I... uh, I suppose the memories just came back slowly. I remember most of the day of the attack now."

"Oh... Alie, as long as you know it wasn't me then I am happy. You don't need to relive it if you don't want to."

Alie smiled happily at him but replied, "You should know."

She sat with a focused look on her face for a moment, collecting her thoughts, before beginning, "I was hunting with my longbow that morning, the one my mother made for me. I had plenty of meat from my previous hunts and lots of fish as well. I just wanted to hunt to clear my mind.

The animal I hunted is what my mother and I referred to as a Gebin. They are small furry blue creatures. They are a treat for me, roasted Gebin has been my favourite meal for as long as I can remember.

Shortly after I climbed up on top of the cliff at the pool I spotted one and circled around to get a shot. I downed it quickly, leaned my bow against a tree, and went to retrieve my kill. But..."

Alie visibly shuddered as her mind's eye showed her the face of the Jungle Lion, fierce and terrifying. Her whole body continued shaking slightly but as a tear rolled down her cheek she forced out, "I ran... a Jungle Lion, huge beast... I ran from him. I should have been more collected and tried to get back to my bow but I just panicked. I ran for my life. I thought I would get away, the Jungle Lions hate water and I was so close. I actually got one foot in the river when he got me. I felt his claws... rip down my leg and I collapsed into the river."

Alie's hands were clutching the wounds on her thigh and tears still flooded down her face. Jake held her close and kissed the tears off her cheeks.

She then turned to Jake and, like the sun burning through the clouds on a rainy day, a bright smile lit her face and she whispered, "That is all I remember, until you. You were there, you saved me Jake. You saved me."

There were no more words as Alie pulled Jake in for a long and passionate kiss. She strung one kiss after another for many minutes before finally burying her face back in Jake's chest, feeling secure and warm in his embrace.

Jake finally spoke up, being largely silent for her story and the aftermath, "Alie, I am so sorry you went through such a horrible experience. I am so glad I arrived at the pool when I did. I can't stand the thought of you dying; not then, not ever. If you want, you will never have to hunt alone again. I can keep you safe Alie. We can keep each other safe."

Jake's words put Alie totally at ease and in moments she had fallen off to sleep for the night with Jake following close behind.

The next day seemed to be once again fairly normal for the only two humans on the planet.

Alie and Jake talked and relaxed for most of the day, Jake's thoughts occupied by plans to get Alie walking again and likely integrating their two camps. He would move his things to her camp and decide how to proceed once he had discussed the matter with Alie.

Late in the day, just when Alie truly believed the day would hold no surprises, Jake sat down beside her and explained, "Alie, we need to remove your stitches now. The wounds have healed well and leaving them in any longer could cause them to be too hard to take out. Are you ready?"

"Is it going to hurt?" Alie asked, slightly nervous.

"Maybe a little bit, not too bad. I will be gentle."

Alie chuckled and replied, "You always are. Its strange how completely different you are from what little I knew of men. I am... very glad."

Jake just grinned at her and sat beside her with a few basic supplies. He began by cleaning the area of her thigh with an antiseptic. The process for removing the stitches was simple but repetitive. Each stitch was lifted using forceps and cut with small scissors, once cut the stitch was carefully pulled out by the knot.

The process took a long time as Jake was gentle and careful and there were a great many stitches. Occasionally Alie would bite her lip or squeak softly as a stitch was removed but the procedure was largely painless.

When the last stitch was removed from her leg, Alie leaned over and kissed Jake lightly on the lips. She might be new to the idea of kissing on the lips but she loved doing it and Jake seemed just as enthusiastic.

Jake reminded her softly that he still needed to remove the ones in her forehead in a few minutes. Before he could do that he needed to clean the leg once more and bandage it as many tiny wounds were now open from where he had removed the stitches.

Repeating the process for the wound on Alie's forehead was more painful as the skin of her face was more sensitive but it was over quickly with only a few stitches to remove. To finish up, Jake placed a bandage on her forehead and a gentle kiss on her lips.

Alie watched Jake stash the supplies before climbing back into bed, she thanked him again and, as she had grown to love doing, she cuddled into him with her head on his chest and they slipped off to sleep to end yet another day in the tent.

JAKE

As I woke on the eighth day since Alie was attacked, I opened my eyes to see Alie's smiling face watching me happily. Before I could even blink the sleep out of my eyes and focus, she excitedly whispered, "Today, I want you to teach me everything else there is to know about sex. I want your penis in my vagina!"



Hostile Ch. 08



JAKE

My wide eyes stared into hers for so long they hurt. Finally forced to blink, a wave of heady arousal flooded my body and I knew she could feel the result poking her in the stomach. I tried to hold back but her words inflamed my desires too much and I brought my lips to hers in a crushing kiss.

The first insistent kiss broke and was followed with slight nibbles and kisses across her jaw to her ear. While my lips were on her skin, I rolled her over on to her back and climbed between her legs, spreading them wide.

I did have the presence of mind to be very careful of her injured leg but I was having difficulty controlling myself. I kissed her again passionately as my cock rested against her pussy which was rapidly becoming warm and wet.

My control was slipping, the head of my penis rubbing up and down the length of her moist slit. Suddenly my brain registered that behind the excitement in her eyes was intense fear.

That look from her allowed me to regain control of my passion and I released my lock on her lips and drew back from her face. I looked down at her, her chest rising and falling rapidly, and I said quietly, "Alie, I'm sorry. I was just... very excited by what you said to me. Are you okay?"

The expression on Alie's face was such a jumble of emotions that I wasn't sure what she would say but her reply came quickly, "Jake... I do want it. Truly I do, but please go slow and be gentle. I am nervous..."

A small smile played across my face and I nodded happily. I didn't reply with words.

With my fingers running through her long coppery tresses, I kissed her gently and lovingly on the lips once, then covered the rest of her face in light kisses as well. To keep the fires of her arousal stoked while also slowing things down, I stilled my hips with my member settling comfortably along the length of her deliciously warm slit.

My mouth blazed a trail across her skin of nips, licks, and kisses that started at one ear and moved along the sensitive skin of her neck to the other ear before starting towards my intended target.

The first major stop was her nipples which were hard as diamonds. Alie sucked in her breath, then groaned in pleasure as I took one and then the other of her nipples into my mouth.

I elicited all manner of squeaks, moans, and groans from her as I rained kisses and nibbles all across her breasts, always returning to suck and lightly bite her nipples again and again.

At this point Alie's breathing was laboured and I could tell she was very aroused. I could feel her warmth and copious fluids leaking out around my penis as I worked to bring her pleasure.

A deep groan of protest issued from her lips as I pulled my penis back from the warmth of her labia but I continued my assault as planned.

With Alie's breasts now thoroughly worked over, my mouth moved off of the wondrous peaks to the fertile plains below. Lightly my lips and tongue trailed a circuitous route all across her tummy. My heart swelled when I heard the musical sound of her giggles mixed with shivers of pleasure.

Finally her giggling died away as my lips approached her mons, her shivers of anticipation increasing by the moment. My nostrils flared wide at the intoxicating scent of Alie's arousal as my lips began to fall relentlessly on her inner thighs and outer labia. Occasionally I would stop for a moment to brush my cheek against the downy softness of her red pubic curls.

Alie managed to find her voice in a sea of arousal and, in a strained and imploring tone, said, "Jake, stop teasing me... please. I need..." With that her voice trailed off into a series of moans as I gently placed kisses along the length of her moist slit.

Despite her wishes, I proceeded to move away from her pussy. I heard a frustrated groan once again burst from her but her heart wasn't in it.

My teasing lips and fingers trailed down the soft skin of her right leg and then back up her left. By the time my lips reached her inner thigh again, Alie was whispering, "Please," between each gasping breath.

Deciding she had endured my teasing for long enough, I plunged my tongue as deep as I could into her dripping pussy before running it the length of her labia. I captured her hard little clit between my lips and started sucking on it and flicking my tongue lightly across the surface. Alie simply exploded.

Her hands gripped my head tightly, pulling it hard into her pussy as her pent-up scream of passion filled the tent. Without seemingly any mind to her injuries, Alie's back arched high, her hips coming off the bed, as her body shuddered violently with the waves of pleasure echoing around inside her.

As the pleasure wracked her body relentlessly, I held on as best I could. My onslaught on her clitoris continued until she pushed me away from the tiny oversensitive organ.

At long last I moved back up her body. Alie looked glorious. Her skin flushed and her lovely hair was splayed all around her head, her chest continuing to heave as she desperately tried to regain her breath.

When Alie opened her eyes, she grabbed my head and pulled me in for a fierce kiss. After breaking the kiss she whispered, "Thank you so much Jake. That was amazing... again."

A bright smile split my lips and I whispered back, "Its my pleasure Alie. Are you ready?" To reinforce my question, I placed the now painfully hard tip of my cock at the entrance to her vagina.

Alie's eyes which had moments before held pure contentment, now flashed once again with fiery desire. A hoarse whisper escaped her lips, "Oh yes... please..."

Thankfully years of running through the woods had done away with Alie's hymen. However, hymen or not she was a virgin and immensely tight. I captured her lips in mine and very slowly eased the head of my cock inside her.

Alie broke the kiss to say quietly to me, "Jake, this feels so good... just keep going slow." Her message communicated, her lips tenderly took mine again as we sank into another long kiss.

Being inside Alie felt better than anything I had ever experienced. I wasn't sure how long I would last but I was trying my best to keep control.

I began rocking my hips slowly and purposefully, drawing back slightly before pushing forward. With each thrust I sank a little deeper into Alie and, her lips breaking free of mine once more, she started whimpering in pleasure.

When I finally thrust the last half inch of my penis deep inside her, I felt the head hit the depths of her vagina. This bump into her cervix elicited a high squeak followed by a deep moan from Alie.

After only a moment of hesitation I began slowly sliding my full length in and out of her impossibly tight depths. Gradually we began to move with a rhythm, Alie thrusting her hips back against me as I bottomed out on each stroke.

Alie's whole body was aglow with pleasure and I could tell she was close once again to toppling over the edge and into the rapture of her orgasm. She found her voice and her composure just long enough to look deep into my eyes and whisper, "Please Jake, I need you. Harder..."

Her impassioned plea was irresistible and as the words left her lips I immediately began thrusting harder and deeper into her. I realized at this pace I wouldn't last long at all but I could feel her pleasure rising along with mine.

For a time, the intensity of the sensations stole Alie's her voice, her lips moving soundlessly. When she finally hit her peak, however, an ear-piercing wail erupted from her and her body began shuddering.

At nearly the same moment I felt my own climax flood over me and with one final deep thrust, I began pouring my cum deep inside her. Waves of ecstasy washed over me repeatedly, each one causing me to groan out Alie's name.

Finally spent, I lay on Alie's chest with my head resting between her breasts.

We lay like that for a long time, recovering from our sexual bliss.

A broad smile graced my face when I finally looked up at her. However, my smile disappeared immediately as I saw tears streaming down her face.

Confused, I asked with concern, "Alie, are you okay?"

I am convinced that her smile in that moment could have reignited a dead star, even moist as it was. Her voice was small and shaky as she replied, "That was the most wonderful experience in my life. Thank you so much for showing me, for making me feel all those amazing things. I... I... don't know the words to tell you how grateful I am."

Once again she embraced me in a long, gentle, loving kiss and we stayed in that kiss until we were forced to break it to catch our breath.

ALIE

Alie felt pure pleasure, her whole body still tingling in the aftermath of Jake's attentions. She wrapped herself around Jake as much as she could and cuddled close, planting yet another gentle kiss on his lips.

Yet, the uneasiness that had been slowly growing in her mind over the past few days was becoming more and more insistent. That part of her seemed intent on placing all of Jake's actions within the context of what Alie had known about men before Jake's arrival. Despite this, Alie was still able to quell those thoughts and push them to the back of her mind for the time being.

Alie's eyes fluttered closed, for just a moment she was contented and at ease. Then her eyes flew open again and she looked searchingly at Jake's face. He was quiet and seemed happy.

After a long time studying his face, Alie asked slowly and quietly with a touch of fear in her voice, "Jake, when you were explaining sex to me you mentioned that it is the way men and women make babies. Am I going to have a baby now, after we had sex?"

Jake's hand raised to her face and his fingers gently began tracing her features. Despite her concern, the gentle action made Alie's heart skip a beat. His voice was even and comforting as he replied, "No. While what we did has the potential to make a baby under the right circumstances, I am not able to start a baby growing inside you right now. All children are implanted with a small device that is designed to prevent accidental pregnancy. In men it stops sperm from being ejaculated, so my semen has no sperm in it."

Jake hesitated for just a moment before asking, "Alie, were you born on this planet or did you crash here with your mother?"

"My mother told me I was born on the Tau Ceti colony. I was 2 years old when we crashed here. Why do you ask?"

"Well, since you were not born here. You also have a device, two actually, that stop your eggs from moving to your womb and stop any sperm from making their way to an egg. So, no, we did not make a baby."

Alie contemplated the information quietly for a long time before asking, "If we ever wanted to make a baby, is there a way we could?"

Jake smiled at her happily and replied, "Yes. The machine at the head of the bed here that I have been using to check your condition, it is called a Medical Status Monitor or MSM. Mostly it is just used to scan the body and present information about what it finds but it also has a few other functions. It is capable of turning off the devices in both of us if we so desire, in the future."

Alie just nodded with a small smile. She wasn't sure if she wanted a baby but for some reason it was a comforting thought to know she could have one with Jake if they both wanted to in the future.

Once again relaxed, Alie was drifting off when Jake moved off the bed. She growled in protest as he left her side, "Hey, come back. You're warm."

Jake did return but he had a small wash basin and a cloth. Alie continued to be amazed at Jake's thoughtfulness. "Thank you," she said quietly as Jake began to wash the sweat from her body. When he spread her legs slightly and gently washed the remnants of their sex from her, Alie gasped at the feeling of the cold cloth.

When he finished he placed the wash basin aside and asked Alie to sit on the edge of the bed. She moved as he asked and looked up at the man expectantly.

"It is time to see how well your leg has healed. I want you to try walking for me Alie," Jake said with a tone of encouragement.

Jake took hold of Alie's hands and helped her to a standing position with her weight on her good leg, her left foot just resting on the ground.

With Jake releasing her hands but hovering close to her, Alie shifted her weight to her left leg. She felt stiffness and aching pain in her thigh but no sharp or overwhelming pain. Gingerly she took a step, and then another, and another.

Over the course of the next few hours Alie walked back and forth the length of the tent repeatedly, her limp decreasing with each pass until finally her leg became too tired to do it anymore and she had to rest. Alie was physically and emotionally exhausted from the painful effort but happy with the result. She could walk again, even if only for short distances.

After some time to rest, Jake helped Alie outside, this time offering a shoulder as support. Once outside, Alie took a short detour to relieve her bladder before rejoining Jake, both of them continuing down to the lake to bathe.

Jake removed Alie's bandages before they entered the water, deciding they had been on long enough and the areas should be rinsed.

Alie tied her hair up out of the way as she decided it did not need to be washed today.

After wading waist deep into the water, Jake began washing Alie's body with a bar of soap he had brought down from the tent. As always, his touch was gentle and caressing as he washed her. Alie protested that she could wash herself but Jake simply replied, "I really enjoy doing it for you... and I like to think you enjoy it as well."

Alie blushed lightly and replied quietly, "Yes, I suppose I do. I get to wash you after though."

Jake grinned at her and said, "You can wash me any time you like Alie."

This, of course, earned another blush from Alie.

Despite the intimate act of washing, their sexual activity early in the morning seemed to keep both of them somewhat at bay. Alie did gasp when Jake took his time washing between her legs and Jake groaned when Alie took her time grasping his penis and washing his balls but these touches did not progress beyond teasing. 

By the time Jake and Alie returned to the tent she was truly exhausted and her leg ached badly. She curled up in the bed, the pain in her leg keeping sleep from instantly taking her.

Jake must have seen her discomfort because he whispered in her ear for her to roll onto her stomach. Once Alie had positioned herself as he asked, Jake began a deep massage of the muscles of her left thigh. 

The moment Alie realized what he was doing for her, she whispered her sincere thanks.

Alie felt Jake work her injured thigh and it felt like heaven as the sore muscles relaxed, the tension easing away. When Jake's hands finally moved away from her leg she thought he was done. 

Then she felt the warmth of his hands massaging her back and she realized she was in for a long and relaxing afternoon.

Jake explained, "Walking with a limp as you are puts a lot of stress on the other muscles in your body and even spending so much time cooped up in bed makes your muscles tense. So just relax and let me take care of you." 

When he finally finished over an hour later, despite it being only late afternoon, Alie was tired and the utter relaxation that came from the meticulous work of Jake's hands caused her to fall off into a deep sleep.

Alie awoke to darkness all around her. Horrible nightmares had plagued her sleep, nightmares of Jake violently raping and beating her over and over. Dark memories of these dreams found a foul partner in the growing sense of unease that had plagued her for the past several days to produce terror and panic in her mind. She had to get away. Her poisonous state of mind tainted all her experiences with Jake, twisting them into memories of subjugation and abuse. She had to get home.

Despite her injury, Alie was still a very agile young woman and she was able to creep off the bed and out of the tent without making a sound, grabbing a light along the way. She left the sleeping form of Jake on the bed without looking back.

Luckily for Alie, it was a clear and bright night. She wouldn't even need the light until she got to the path through the forest.

As she walked away from the tent she was limping heavily but her panic had adrenaline pouring through her veins, making her ignorant to the pain for the time being.

Alie slowly, quietly worked her way around Barrier lake to the path through the forest that led home.

By the time Alie reached the path she was feeling the familiar sense of exhaustion. Despite this, her mind remained determined and locked into its state of fear. She would make it home or die trying.

Alie activated the small hand-held, battery operated lantern and began working her way down the path through the woods. The obstacles she had placed along the path were challenging in her state but she kept up a steady pace. That is, until she faced the makeshift rock wall she had built. Normally it would have been an easy matter for her to scale it but she was drained and hobbled by her weak and painful left leg.

Slowly, painstakingly she worked her way over to the other side of the wall. Once there, however, she could hardly stand.

Alie's mind, still beset by memories of her awful nightmares which had seemed as real to her as any experience in her life, was now further bombarded by images of a Jungle Lion happening upon her in the dark, on the path, with her body so weak she couldn't fight back. Repeatedly in her mind's eye she was brutally torn apart by the creature's claws and fangs.

Fresh doses of adrenaline fueled her determination. She began moving forward again, her limp now very bad as the pain in her thigh worsened.

Each obstacle along the path became more difficult to overcome but overcome them she did, her determination was her only source of strength but it was unwavering.

Finally, she worked her way over the fallen logs at the end of the path. She switched off the light in her hand, now able to see well again.

Alie began slowly moving across the clearing towards the river. As she was crossing the shallows, Alie lost her precarious balance. She fell hard onto the wet rocks.

Somehow, the fall did not injure her but she was no longer able to get up. Alie gathered every ounce of willpower she had left and began crawling out of the water and up incline to her camp.

Fading quickly, Alie just managed to crawl inside her shelter and collapse on her bed before losing consciousness.



Hostile Ch. 09



ALIE

Alie woke early in the morning, screaming at the top of her lungs. The muscles of her left thigh were clenched so tight it felt like her leg was on fire. Wave after wave of pain flooded through her body as she desperately cradled her thigh and tried to massage out the cramp. 

When finally the tightness in her leg began to ease, Alie laid back weeping on the bed. However, her tears were not just from the agonizing pain but also from her memory of the night before.

Alie's eyes moved over her surroundings. A small part of her was glad to be home again but most of her mind was berating her for her stupidity.

Alie would give anything at that moment to be in Jake's arms. In only a short time he had grown to mean so much to her and she had left him. The pain and self-loathing she felt over her leaving him far outweighed the complaints of her muscles.

She knew that her actions had been driven solely by fear and panic but it disgusted her that she was so beholden to those emotions that they had completely disrupted her ability to think clearly. 

Alie could not understand why this morning she could clearly understand that her nightmares were simply dreams. She couldn't believe in her heart that Jake was actually capable of the things she had experienced in her nightmares, she had believed it the night before but now it seemed ludicrous.

The details of her journey the night before flooded through her mind and she shuddered when she thought of what could have happened to her in the woods. Naked, injured, and defenseless, she would have been the perfect target for a predator.

Alie felt sure Jake would be angry with her. He probably wouldn't want to talk to her anymore, or touch her, or hold her, or spend time with her. She felt a sudden deep longing to be with the man she had so recently almost murdered.

With sudden determination, Alie wanted to return to Jake. Talk to him and tell him about what happened, ask his forgiveness for leaving.

Alie attempted to scoot over to the edge of the bed so she could get up. Even just this attempt caused all-consuming pain, taking her breath away. She knew now there would be no return to Jake, not on her terms. She couldn't move her left leg without excruciating pain and the rest of her body ached deeply.

The young woman stared at the ceiling of her tent, tears silently cascading from the corners of her eyes, entirely disconsolate.

JAKE

Something was wrong. I could feel it before I even woke up. The bed was cold and empty.

My eyes opened groggily and after the prolonged process of clearing the sleep from them, I cast my gaze around the tent. Alie was nowhere to be seen.

I felt a jolt of worry but pushed it aside. 'She is just outside doing something, I'm sure,' I reasoned to myself, 'since she can walk again I should not expect her to always be by my side anymore.'

I rose from bed, planting my feet on the cool floor of the tent, and stretched to wake up my muscles.

I strode outside, expecting to see Alie somewhere nearby.

No sign of her. I looked all around the camp, and even called her name several times but she was obviously not nearby as I had assumed.

My mind, which I had managed to keep calm to that point, was having none of it.

Panic and worry began to overtake my senses. 'Where is she? Is Alie hurt? Did something take her in the night? Did she want to escape me?'

As my thoughts swirled, many of the possibilities seemed rather far-fetched but I was on an alien planet. Who knew what could happen here?

Finally my pacing and worrying brought me to footprints that trailed off down the beach. I looked closely at the path they created and it was fairly obvious that they were made by Alie.

As an experiment, to make sure they were not just mine from one of my trips to Alie's camp, I walked alongside the path and compared the two sets of tracks. It was significantly different, not just for the stride and foot size but also because the pattern was different. It must have been because of Alie's pronounced limp.

I hurried back to the tent and grabbed a few things. I threw some water, rations, and medical supplies in a pack and slung the pack on my back.

Striding out of the tent purposefully, I found the path made by Alie and began following it down the beach. The further she got from the tent, the more laboured her gait appeared.

I was beside myself with worry. Thoughts of finding her torn limb from limb by a Jungle Lion or other unknown predator, plagued my mind so much that it was almost too difficult to continue following her path.

I battled with myself to keep from panicking completely. My thoughts ranged between, 'She is a strong woman, I am sure she made it to her camp!' to 'She basically only had one leg. You will find her dead along the path through the woods. Then you will be alone, forever.'

I tried my best to calm my mind and reserve my panicking for when I actually had solid reason to do so.

I was now at the entrance to the trail through the woods and as I strode quickly down the narrow path, I attacked each obstacle with determination.

I moved quickly but also stayed alert for any sign that Alie had deviated from the path.

Before long, I was walking across the clearing to the river. As I reached the opposite bank of the river I could see long streaks of mud. My heart clenched painfully again when I realized Alie had been crawling at this point.

My feet carried me quickly up the incline to Alie's camp and I burst inside her shelter, no mind to whether or not she wanted to see me.

ALIE

Alie stared, shocked, at Jake for a moment. It hadn't occurred to her that he would come looking for her, especially this quickly.

She tried once more to raise herself up but her body protested and she lay back in resignation.

A worried expression clouded her features and she said in a small voice, "I am so sorry for leaving, Jake. I panicked... can... can I explain?"

Jake stood at the other end of small shelter, his eyes scanning her body, noting that she was filthy and looked very sore, before returning to her face. He nodded slowly with a wary expression.

Alie started talking rapidly, worried she would lose her nerve if she hesitated, "I had... terrible dreams last night. I couldn't wake up and I kept having them one after another... you were raping me and hurting me, keeping me in the bed so I couldn't get up. It was awful... awful..."

Her voice faltered, tears streaming down her cheeks, and she glanced nervously up at his face for just a moment before continuing, "When I woke up I was so scared... I completely panicked and I just had to get away. Then I was out in the woods and I was terrified I would get attacked by something and I guess that just kept me going and I made it here.

Jake, can you ever forgive me for leaving? I know you would never do those things to me..."

JAKE

I stood stock still for a long time, even after she finished her explanation. I was shocked at the things her subconscious mind had conjured up and wasn't sure how to react.

Finally I registered the look on Alie's face and it was a look that pleaded for understanding. "First of all there is nothing to forgive... you reacted in a natural way. However, you must promise me that in the future you will take a moment... just a moment, to try and think clearly."

I knelt beside her bed and kissed her gently on the forehead and continued in a low voice, "You could have died out there. I would miss you so much if you were gone and I would be alone. You have to promise me if you dream of things like this again that you will stop and consider your actions before you run off naked and injured into the woods."

Alie looked chagrined but replied quickly, "I promise you I will never do anything like that again."

I flashed her a small smile and nodded.

"You need to be cleaned up and it looks like you are very sore. I will help you out with that," I said in an even tone.

ALIE

*** Jake cleaned up Alie and relieved her pain with the medical supplies brought along. Alie noted throughout this interaction that the way he treated her had changed. He did an excellent job but seemed detached.

Days marched on into weeks and months. Jake relocated his camp and supplies to Alie's camp beside the river. Alie recovered not only from her original injury but her setback as well. She was now her old self, running around the forest with her bow, hunting all manner of creatures and spending the remainder of her time with Jake. They often swam at the pool with the waterfall or spent long days relaxing in camp. But something was missing...

Despite Alie's best efforts, a distance remained between the pair ever since the night she ran away. Although they slept together, Jake would not touch her the way he used to... and she couldn't stand it. Even inexperienced as she was, Alie tried occasionally to instigate sex but she was never successful.

Alie's frustration level was becoming high, relieved only by her increasingly long hunting trips into the woods, as she knew without any hesitation that she deeply loved Jake but she was becoming very concerned he did not share her feelings. ***

Alie strode back into camp in the early afternoon, her skin gleaming with a sheen of sweat from a rare unsuccessful hunting trip. Long ago she had resumed wearing clothing after her extended period of nudity. It was much easier to run and hunt with a tight top and shorts than it was naked.

Jake was sitting by the river, fishing, near camp. He wore a simple pair of shorts and had a bare chest. He heard her approach and turned to gaze upon her. He let out a soft gasp and his eyes briefly showed a burning desire. Seemingly marshaling himself, Jake took a deep breath and fixed his gaze back on the river.

Alie just sighed sadly, shook her head, and walked up to the tent.

JAKE

I was uncomfortable. Alie was amazing... so beautiful and desirable without even trying. Yet, every time I thought of her in that way all I could see in my mind was the tears on Alie's cheeks as she recalled me repeatedly raping her in her dreams.

That image plagued me and I couldn't shake it from my mind. However, it was not the only thing preventing me from acting on my desires. I thought it best to be respectful, it was wonderful to have her companionship and certainly if she thought I was trying to force myself on her she would do something drastic again. It was enough to be allowed to share a bed with her... even if it meant I had to take care of my desires privately.

Despite not speaking to anyone, I gave a sharp nod. My gaze shifted to Alie as she was walking back down to the river, now naked, holding a basket in one hand. My eyes lingered over every inch of her beautiful body and the passion for her returned to take over my thoughts. This was fueled ten-fold when Alie began splashing water from the river on her naked body to wash away the sweat and grime from her morning adventures.

When she was done, Alie walked up to me, her hair and body gleaming in the sun.

ALIE

Alie happily noted the return of his intent gaze as she smiled down at Jake. Raising the basket, she asked, "Jake, do you want to walk with me while I gather some berries?"

Jake smiled brightly and nodded, setting his improvised fishing rod aside, but asked haltingly, "Are you uh... going like this?" He gestured, seemingly nervously, to her nakedness.

Alie grinned and nodded happily with a twinkle in her eye, replying, "It has been a long time since I have been outside naked like this. It feels nice and its not like I need to do any distance running to gather berries."

Jake looked slightly uncomfortable but eagerly followed her as she walked away from the river towards the woods.

Their conversation was light and without any depth, as it often was these days. Alie could feel Jake's eyes on her every time she stopped to pick some berries and after months of frustration she wanted to be touched so badly that her skin tingled under his gaze.

Alie used the lack of serious talk between them to teach Jake about the world he now lived in with her. She knelt beside a small plant with flower-shaped deep green leaves and large dark purple berries and explained to him, "My mother and I named these 'duskberries' because they match the colour of the sky at dusk. They are very sweet and I like to eat them on their own but they can also be used to sweeten other meals."

For hours they walked through the woods chatting and filling her basket. Alie taught him about dozens of different plants and each animal they spotted. After each of the dozens of times Alie stopped to pick berries, Jake looked increasingly uncomfortable... occasionally even gasping or breathing heavily. His desire was now more than obvious by the constantly present bulge against his shorts. Alie was thrilled by his reaction, to know he was still attracted to her, but her frustration was rising on all fronts; not only was Jake not acting on his obvious desires but his constant burning gaze had Alie extremely aroused and in desperate need of relief.

Finally, when they were almost back to camp, Alie bent low to gather some berries that grew right along the ground at the base of a tree. She bent over at the waist, as she had been doing often that day, because she knew it presented the most appealing view to her appreciative, if frustrated, solo audience.

All in just a moment, Alie heard the rustle of fabric dropping to the forest floor and Jake stepping closer. She felt his strong hands solidly grip her hips and his rock hard penis sliding inside her dripping wet vagina.

Alie issued a yelp of surprise and then long groan of satisfaction as tingling bolts of pleasure arced through her body. Worried he would stop she said quietly, "That feels SO good Jake... please... I need you..." Her words were cut off and replaced with moans of pleasure as Jake began thrusting hard into her tight pussy. She reached out and braced herself against the tree and began pushing back against him with enthusiasm on each of his thrusts, which were increasing in pace constantly.

Alie had wanted this for so long... had wanted him. She felt all the frustration that had built up over the months drain out of her. Suddenly she felt his hands leave her hips, and then a sharp scream of orgasm burst forth from her lungs as Jake cupped her breasts and pinched her nipples roughly.

Her whole body shook in pleasure as Jake continued stroking into her depths from behind. Her legs grew weak and started to shake and just as she thought she would collapse from the long and mind-shattering orgasm, Jake pulled her upright against his body. His hands still lovingly cupping her breasts, his fingers continuing their pleasurable work upon them. Jake continued thrusting into her depths as he held her up full-length against his body, and as his desire continued to rise he began eagerly kissing and lightly biting her exposed neck and shoulder, soft growls of pleasure rumbling from his throat.

Alie was now beyond herself, her eyes closed and her body given over completely to the wonderful feelings coursing through every nerve, soft murmurings of Jake's name issuing from her lips every few seconds.

Suddenly Jake's pace slowed slightly and then he thrust once more, harder than any of the others, penetrating her as deep as she could take him, her toes nearly leaving the ground. Alie snapped her eyes open wide and she screamed his name in fierce, shocked passion as a second orgasm ripped through her body. An instant later Jake's cries combined with hers as he joined her in the throes of pleasure.

As their orgasms subsided, Jake guided their collapse to the grassy floor of the forest, both of them breathing hard and fast, both with wide and languid smiles.

Jake lay behind Alie, his softening member still buried inside her, and he leaned in close to her ear and whispered with conviction, "I love you Alie."



Hostile Ch. 10



CHAPTER 10

JAKE

Laying there on the forest floor, I could not think of a better moment in my life. Alie lay silent but she seemed to exude happiness nonetheless. I held her close, unwilling for the time being to let her go, and spread gentle kisses along her shoulder and neck.

We lay like that for a few minutes until my long-neglected cock began twitching once again inside her, ready and willing to make up for lost time.

Alie turned her face to look at me, surprise written across her features. At the renewed look of desire in my eyes her surprise transformed into a sexy grin and a twinkle in her eye.

I pulled my member from her very wet depths and rolled Alie onto her back. She whimpered in protest but looked intensely curious as to my plans.

Thankfully the forests of the planet had a floor of what seemed fairly similar to thick moss. It was spongy and comfortable.

I crawled between Alie's legs and a quick glance at her face showed her looking up at me with shining eyes and adorably biting her bottom lip. My heart melted and for a moment I was frozen by her beauty.

After several long moments I managed to break her spell and began slowly moving my eyes from her face, lowering my lips to her flat tummy and placing light kisses all around her navel. I heard a quiet gasp and I felt the muscles of her abdomen flutter under my lips.

My lips trailed kisses down towards her sparse, fiery red bush. With a faint cry of need, Alie spread her legs wide and pushed her pelvis up towards my mouth. I continued trailing the lightest of kisses through her bush but just before my lips would have closed on her clit, I steered to the right, caressing the skin at the junction of her thigh and pelvis with my tongue.

Alie tried to move her hips over so my mouth would pay direct attention to her clit and the moist pink flesh of her slit but I continued to evade her, now caressing her inner thigh with my mouth.

I heard a sigh of frustration issue from her lips but it had no heat behind it. Slowly my lips and tongue paid homage to her inner thigh, the back her knee, and trailed down to her ankle.

Now moving to the left leg, I repeated the treatment. Throughout, I could hear Alie's breath getting more ragged with each passing moment. A glance at her pussy showed copious clear fluid leaking out onto her skin and the forest floor... long since washing away evidence of my previous orgasm deep inside her.

When my lips had completed their circuit of her lovely legs, Alie's whole body seemed on fire. She was squirming, moaning, and as my lips traced the left crease between her pelvis and thigh, she whimpered desperately.

But I was not done my teasing. I wanted to make love to every inch of this amazing woman. I had missed this dearly and now almost could not remember why I had denied us both this pleasure for so long.

I worked my lips and tongue back up over her flat, muscular, sensitive belly to the beauty of her breasts. With purpose I began lavishing attention on each of them, lightly licking their entire surface and waiting until the last moment to capture first one and then the other nipple in my suckling mouth.

I spent a long time licking, biting, and sucking her nipples until Alie seemed beside herself with need. Her hands reflexively gripped and released the deep moss of the forest floor and for the first time I heard her voice, "Jake... Jake, please. Please! No more teasing... I need you, please!"

I almost gave into her pleas but this time I needed to fully explore her. I intended to give her the release she so desperately needed... just not quite yet.

I kissed up her neck to her lips and locked her in a heart-stopping kiss, my tongue wrestling enthusiastically with hers. She wrapped her arms around me and tried to thrust her pelvis towards my hard cock but couldn't quite manage to capture the object of her desire.

I pulled back from the kiss and her eyes were a haze of desperation and longing.

I leaned in to her ear and after teasingly sucking her lobe into my mouth for a moment, I whispered in a low and husky voice, "Be patient my love, you will get so much pleasure you will chase all the animals from the woods with your screams. You once asked me to show you all about sex... well I would like to show you a little more."

My words sent a shudder through Alie's body and I heard another gentle whimper from her lips.

I moved slowly back down her body, once again covering her in tiny kisses, until I reached her hips. 

I lifted her legs and indicated she should hold her legs together against her chest. I saw a confused look on Alie's face but I smiled brightly to her in reassurance and she seemed to relax.

Now was the time to show her another aspect to her sexuality that I was confident she would both enjoy and be shocked by.

I leaned in and gave her juicy pussy a long lick from the entrance to her vagina to just before her clit. A frustrated sound escaped her lips that sounded like a mix between a moan and sigh.

My eyes moved lower to the tiny pink rosebud I had often wanted to show Alie the pleasures of. Her constant bathing and swimming kept the area almost always clean and fresh.

I lowered my mouth and gently licked the tiny opening. Her body jolted as if from an electrical shock and Alie moaned before asking, "What are you doing Jake?"

I flicked my tongue across her anal opening again before asking, "Do you like it?"

"Yes but... but... I didn't think..." Her words trailed off as another light lick sent more spasms through her body.

"Do you want me to stop? There is more I can show you," I asked, waiting for her answer before I made my next move.

"I," Alie paused for several seemingly interminable moments, "... what are you doing feels... wonderful. Don't stop, just... go slow."

Alie's great show of trust in me and the strain I could hear in her voice both pushed me to begin rapidly flicking my tongue across her rosebud, pushing two fingers inside her dripping wet pussy to massage the frontal wall of her vagina, and rubbing her clit hard with my moistened thumb.

I felt Alie's entire body go completely rigid before she released her legs reflexively. Her whole body lifted off the forest floor and I heard a high-pitched keening wail burst from her lungs. When her body returned to the ground, Alie shuddered uncontrollably. Her voice died out but a brief glance at her face showed her mouth still open in a silent scream of pleasure.

Throughout Alie's mind and body shattering orgasm, I kept up my attentions to all three erogenous zones up as best I could.

After what seemed like an eternity, but was likely only a minute or so, her body suddenly completely relaxed and I could see she had finally come down from orgasm. She watched me silently through heavily lidded eyes and with a small, exhausted smile.

I crawled up between her legs and slid my painfully erect cock inside her quivering pussy. A deep groan forced itself from my lips at the wonderful feeling of her warmth. I leaned over her body and lightly kissed the tip of her nose and her moist lips.

As I thrust glacially slowly in and out, Alie looked into my eyes with more love than I had ever seen from her or anyone else. She whispered in a hoarse voice, "Jake... you do such amazing things to me. I love you so much. Please never stop loving me. Never stop touching me ever again."

"I promise, my love."

I began rocking my hips back and forth faster, while I kissed Alie with every ounce of love I had for her. All of the time spent pleasuring Alie left me with a hair trigger and after only a short, but glorious, lovemaking I shuddered violently in release as my seed flooded Alie's depths. Alie shivered with a final small orgasm and laid back with closed eyes and a wide, satisfied smile gracing her lips.

ALIE

Later in the afternoon Alie relaxed on the grass slope by the river. Despite her protests Jake had carried her, as she held the basket of fruits and vegetables, on the short trip back to camp after their lovemaking in the woods and he was now off hunting as he wanted to make her a meal. She kept running the whole day over in her head repeatedly and couldn't wipe the broad smile off her face.

So long she had tried to get through the wall that had come up between her and Jake but it had eventually come down on its own, perhaps aided by her nudity.

She had little doubt now that they had loved each other all along, it was simply a matter of breaking through the misunderstanding and fear of rejection.

While running her fingertips lightly over the scar on her left thigh, Alie thought back over her time with Jake. She remembered with horror almost killing him, being attacked by the jungle lion, and her foolish "escape" but most of all she remembered the love and lovemaking, his gentleness and their happiness together. Her thoughts culminated in a tentative conclusion but it was one she would have to discuss with Jake, a decision should could certainly not come to alone.

Suddenly Alie felt energized and the urgent need to speak to Jake. Just as she was rising from the ground to go see if he was on his way back to camp, he walked into the clearing on the other side of the river. He wore a bright smile as he had successfully retrieved two gebins, Alie's favourite, for their meal.

Alie waited for him as he crossed the river but the moment he got to the other side she wrapped him up in a hug and loving kiss before whispering, "Thank you, my love."

JAKE

I was thrilled with my reception when I arrived back at camp with the key ingredient for Alie's favourite meal. Now, as we cuddled in the failing light beside the campfire, long since having finished our dinner, I was even more thrilled with the reception the meal had received.

Since Alie had, for so long, hunted and cooked for herself she was always exceedingly grateful to have the entire task done for her, even despite her love for hunting. I knew my cooking skills were not on par with hers but still she heaped praise on the meal. I had prepared a meal of roasted gebin with roasted vegetables and fresh berries, all of which were collected that day.

As we sat in comfortable silence, watching the fire, I could sense that Alie was working up to asking me something. I decided to simply allow her to work through it and discuss it with me when she felt the time was right.

After hours of cuddling, when the sky was alight with stars, Alie rose to her feet and pulled me along with her, guiding me to bed.

We made love for hours that night, trying to make up for lost time. When finally we both lay back, exhausted but completely satiated, Alie whispered in my ear, "Jake, I want to have your baby."

ALIE

Even though it was mostly dark as they lay in bed, Alie could see Jake turn to look into her eyes. His eyes were wide but he was silent for a long time.

Finally Jake leaned in and placed the most gentle and loving kiss on her lips. He whispered back, "I love you Alie. I am thrilled that you trust me so much as to want that. I want nothing more than to be the father of your child, but there are things we need to talk about before we do this."

Alie smiled, stifling a yawn, and simply replied, "I love you too Jake. We'll talk about it in the morning."

Despite the seriousness of their conversation, both were so tired from their repeated sexual escapades throughout the day that they fell into slumber moments later.

JAKE

I woke late in the morning, bright light illuminating not only the tent but the gorgeous sleeping figure beside me. For a long time I watched her sleep, propped up on my side. Alie's fiery red hair splayed all around her peaceful face.

Finally no longer able to resist, I leaned in and kissed her lips gently, causing her eyelids to flutter open. I pulled back from the kiss and smiled, whispering, "Good morning my beautiful Alie."

Alie blinked rapidly and smiled sleepily up at me. "Good morning Jake," she said almost shyly.

"Would you like to talk about our baby now?"

"I... yes, I suppose we should."

"The first thing I want you to know is that I want nothing more than to have a family with you Alie, I just think we need to discuss the implications of this decision. We are not exactly in a normal situation."

Alie nodded, considering for a moment before responding, "And I would love to be the mother of your children but you are right, we need to think clearly about this before going ahead."

"I have three major concerns about this, lets see if we can work them out..."

Alie grinned slightly and replied, "Okay, I'm sure I have similar concerns but go ahead."

"Firstly, I am concerned about your health throughout the pregnancy."

"Well, we have a lot of food saved up and combining your medical supplies with the devices I still have around we should have enough to keep me healthy even if things don't go completely smoothly. Also, I know how important we are to each other Jake... If I get very sick because of my pregnancy we will... stop it."

"Your mother spoke to you about abortion?" I replied in surprise, knowing we had never discussed it.

Alie nodded and replied, "I know she died when I was quite young but we had a lot of time alone here to talk and she told me as much as she could on every subject she could think of." Alie stopped herself before mentioning how unfortunate it was that she had also picked up her mother's distrust of men. Thankfully that wasn't a problem anymore.

I nodded and leaned in to kiss Alie lightly on the forehead. "My next concern is what will happen to our child if something happens to us?"

Alie shuddered just slightly and hesitated before saying, "Well we will just have to teach our baby all we can and if something happens to us..." Alie shuddered again and took a deep breath before continuing, "Then our child will have to survive like I did."

I looked at Alie long and hard before nodding. With a voice strained slightly by emotion I whispered, "I will do everything I can to keep you and our baby safe Alie."

Alie smiled lovingly up at me and pulled me down for a kiss before replying, "I know."

I simply stared into Alie's eyes for a few long moments before I voiced my final concern, in some ways my biggest concern, "Alie, we are the only people on this planet as far as I know. What kind of future does that leave for a child?"

Alie had considered this as well and replied with the only answer she had come up with, "You never know what the future will hold. A ship could land here, there could be a colonization attempt, another ship could crash, or there might be other people here that we don't know about. I know it increases the risk to me, Jake, but we should also consider having at least two children so they won't be alone if something happens."

Grinning, I replied, "One step at a time Alie." Continuing after a moments pause, "But you are right, of course."

...

SEVEN MONTHS LATER

...

I woke early in the morning to a cold bed. I groaned sleepily as my eyes opened to look at the empty side of the bed that belonged to my beloved Alie.

Yawning, I rose to my feet and stretched before plodding outside.

Alie was standing naked beside the faint glow of the banked fire, the first light of sunrise lighting her heavily pregnant form.

To me, she had never looked more beautiful. Her long red hair fell down past the rounded beauty of her rear and her skin glowed the glow of a healthy pregnancy. Her breasts had grown but her athletic figure kept them high and beautifully shaped. Alie seemed all but immune to the outward pitfalls of pregnancy. She had had fairly severe morning sickness at first but once that had passed she seemed to be sailing through her pregnancy with ease.

I walked up behind Alie, moving her hair away and placing a series of light kisses along her neck. With a content grin, she turned her head and captured my lips, drawing me into a gentle but loving kiss.

I broke away and moved to kneel in front of her, and with my hands caressing her swollen abdomen, I kissed each side of her tummy and said happily, "There, good morning kisses for all my girls."

Alie grinned widely and replied, "You are so sweet, now get up here and watch the sunrise with me!"

I jumped to my feet and turned to watch the massive glowing ball of light rise above the horizon, an arm wrapped protectively and affectionately around my love.

As we watched the morning's beautiful display, our eyes were drawn to a long fiery trail burning across the sky. Another ship was crashing.

The End