Sorry it took so long to get this short chapter. The next one might take even longer.
To be clear yes, Yautja are the aliens from the Predator movies.
"Ne'tha? You in here babe?"
She wasn't in the engine room but her crutch was. I'd had to build it specially to take her weight. I walked in and looked down at the navigation system she had torn apart.
I was grabbed from behind, spun around and slammed against the console. The magnificent huntress held my hands over my head as her mandibles grasped my face and her tongue aggressively invaded my mouth and wrestled with mine. As in any wrestling match with her I was hopelessly outmatched.
The predator/prey thing is pretty deeply ingrained in her species and she often stalks me, tackles me, pins me down as foreplay. Sometimes it startles the crap out of me but mostly I've come to enjoy it.
The kiss ended with me gasping. "Where the hell were you hiding?"
Her mandibles twitched with amusement. "That is my secret. Like why you always refer to me as an infant."
I chuckled. "I've tried to explain that. Of course I know you're not an infant, it's just a human thing. It means I care about you and have affection for you and I'd protect you." (Though the idea of
me
protecting
her
was kind of absurd.) I kissed her cheek. "It doesn't bother you, does it?"
She released my hands and I slid my arms around her neck. Her hands slipped down my body and squeezed my ass. "Not at all my strange, sweet human. And I will continue to call you my loveprey. It means much the same."
God, she was gorgeous! She was wearing what I call her jungle girl outfit. It consists of a short skirt that's just a ragged piece of green leather wrapped around her waist leaving most of her long, powerful legs bare and a similar piece of leather wrapped around her chest, showing off a lot of cleavage and her sexy abs. The skirt makes sense since it's not easy for her to put on pants with her cast but she wears it mostly because she knows how sexy I find it. It also comes off easily.
"Well then I am delighted to be your loveprey."
Her hand stroked the tent in my pants. "You
do
seem delighted." She lifted me up onto the console.
"Ne'tha! Careful of your leg!"
"It is much better. And you are not heavy." She was showing off as usual. I weigh 90 kilos. She has no problem lifting me but I'm not
that
light.
She unzipped my pants and pulled my dick out. "
Here
is my koloth snake." She had explained that a koloth was a large snake-like creature that frequently stood up straight and stiff waiting for it's prey. Apparently a yautja penis is more like a tentacle and never becomes hard.
Her mandibles grasped It gently as her long, flexible tongue slid up and down my cock.
I moaned with pleasure and stroked her head tendrils, which I still sometimes think of as dreadlocks. They're not hair but they serve a similar purpose and I love to run my fingers through them. Especially when she's servicing my cock as she is now. Her mandibles jerked me off almost as skillfully as her fingers and her tongue swirled around the head. She slid down, deep throating me while her tongue moved down to lick and caress my balls in a way a human woman never could, Her head bobbed up and down in my lap. Her throat was as tight and hot as her amazing alien pussy.
I groaned and held onto her head, thrusting into her mouth as I came down her throat. Her sharp teeth pricked the skin below my stomach but it didn't really hurt.
I let go and she slid off of my cock, panting. She can't breath when she sucks my cock but she says it doesn't bother her. She licked up the drips of cum and then kissed me again. A kiss with a yautja always involves tongue, they don't actually have lips, but I don't mind the taste of my cum when it comes with the taste of her sweet alien tongue.
"Now, to bed." She slung me over her shoulder.
"Ne'tha! At leash use your crutch!"
She braced it under her other arm and carried me toward my quarters. Apparently her leg