For Love or Fear

((I did make up who the main people are in this stroy but I did not come up with the predator idea so it's not mine. Dose that sound like a disclamer? Oh and this is a lemon chapter just so you know))

It was only a few moments before Grave let me go. I was, from what I could tell, in side one of the beaten up huts I had seen earlier. I stumbled back wordlessly in the darkness. I could hear Grave's low growls from in front of me but there was anther sound, it was almost like a belt being undone. My eyes were once more struggling to adjust to the darkness. The time by the fire had made it harder to see in this thick darkness. I soon heard another sound; it was something metal falling. My mind was working in over drive trying to figure out what on him would make that sound. It was not his thin armor, no that would not of made the quick thud sound that I had heard. No it had to be his mask. But why take off the mask now? Goose bumps ran over my flesh as the thought ran threw my mind. Was he going to eat me? Was that it, he wanted to get his share of the meat be for the other two?

My feet started backing away from Grave, but I was fast against the wall of the hut. Grave started to walk closer to me I could see a small glimmer right in front of me. It was his eyes, or a reflection of them. There had to be light some were but for the life of me I could not see from were. Not that I was looking at the moment; My eyes were fixed on the glimmering dark gaze Grave had set on me. A low almost angry growl came from him, and when I started to slide down the wall muttering that I was sorry the growl became a low roar. I tried to scream but all that came out was a terrified shriek. I frantically started pleading with him not knowing what ells to do. My legs were against my chest as my arms rapid around my knees holding tightly to myself.

"Please, I'm sorry...I didn't mean to do anything..."

I could barely under stand my own words as I spoke them. The sound was not to Grave’s liking at all. He growled at me once more as he stood right in front of me. The sound shut me up but I was still shivering all over. The cold in this place was enough to send chills through me but that had nothing to do with this. I closed my eyes waiting for Grave to do what ever it was he had taken me away from the others to do. I was so lost in fear and images of what he would do to me, how he would kill me, which I didn't notice him kneeing down in front of me. Graves right hand was slowly hovering over my head just barely grazing over my hair then moved down following my head tell his hand was under my left ear. A few strands of my hair were bought to fall over the front of my shoulder as his hand followed my neckline down to the softer nook between my shoulder and my neck. The soft feeling was similar to what Darit had done when I bumped into his leg. Or what Zet had done to get me to repeat the purring sound. Was that it, what that why he did this to see if I would purr for him? It seemed rather odd, but maybe Grave was being competitive with the other two, I was not sure. But if purring would get me out of being made into dinner them by all means.

I relaxed some turning my head so Grave could easily run his hand up and down my neck, which he did vary slowly. He was making some odd clicking sounds at me that I did not under stand. But as I was the only one around I had to guess he was talking to me. The light stroking of my neck felt nice and I did what I thought he wanted me to do, I purred softly as my head rested against the wall. I was shocked back into a state of fright when he growled angrily at me. I was not sure what Grave wanted now. I was strongly wishing Darit and Zet were close by. I am not sure if they would stop him from killing me. After all I was just a human, a mild amusement for a few days tell I died. No reason to try and fight each other for my life I'm sure. But there was still a chance they could calm him down. I was alone though and Grave’s hand was not gentle any more.

His right hand was pulling down on my shirt en-tell my left shoulder was in clear view for him. His head was leaning in closer. I could feel his breath and in the closeness I could see the odd shape his mouth was in. I whimpered as I made out what looked to me like fangs. It was in fact the four mandibles that I was seeing but again I did not know this at the time. At my whimpering Grave almost purred himself as I felt four pinches in my skin. Two were on my back and two were on my front. The "fangs" as I thought they were had griped the nook of my neck and were tugging into it almost braking the skin as his teeth started biting down on my neck. It felt like he was looking for something. When he would bite down it was hard but not as painful as the pinching feeling his fangs were making me feel. Grave bite into three different spots on my neck all of them hitting a nerve, but not a good one. On the fourth try he hit a tender spot on my neck that a lot of women have. I went from whimpering softly at pinching pain to gasping at a sudden full body shiver, but this was a very good feeling. The second my body melted from the bite Grave seemed to calm as well. His teeth stayed on their mark holding to my soft spot, tugging every now and then. He was listening to me; he was reading my bodies response to him. Again I was lost in what he wanted. Maybe he was trying to one up the others but that seemed a little childish. The mandibles were still hurting me as they pinched my flesh, but after finding that one tender spot he had been moving the mandibles closer in to were his teeth were.

When Grave moved in closer my left hand went up to rest on his chest. The idea was to stop him from getting to close to me but that was a silly though as his wait had my hand pressing against his chest and almost my own as he moved in closer. The constant tugging and nipping on my neck was urging small soft moans from me. At first I wanted to fight the sound but Grave seemed to be vary pleased with what I was doing or more to the point the sounds I was making. His left hand was soon moving my right hand out of his way as he slowly straitened my legs out and rapid his arm around my waist lifting me up some as he made me lay down on the dirt floor. His hips straddled my own, pining the lower half of my body under him, as he finally let my neck go. I could of sworn he was purring as his mandibles clicked together, his face lightly nudging my chin upwards so he could graze over the rest of my neck.

Being trapped under Grave's body should have been scary. Hell this whole thing should have made my skin crawl but for some reason it didn't. Some thing was coming over me as I lay there lessening to Grave’s soft almost purrs and soft clicking sounds. I wanted to play around with him. Rather or not I was thinking clearly didn't matter. I was in a huge pit of darkness, I was domed to either starve, or go mad. That is if the predators did not just cut me down to save me from madness. That part of my brain that held all the forbidden ideas of sex, the ideas your told are wrong or sick were opening now. Why not try him out, If he was of course compatible? Lord new the rest of his body seemed to fit well against mine. If I was going to die there was no real harm in taking some pleasure from it right. I was slow and careful to try and read his mood as both my hands roamed over Grave’s chest. I wanted to remove his thin armor but I could not find were it ended. My hands moved lower and at first Grave seemed to not mind the roaming I was doing but the second my hands grazed over the top of his semi sort bottoms he growled and both may hands were yanked up over my head almost pulling a mussel in doing so.

I winced in pain crying out some but he didn't seem to care. Grave was growling down at me his face inches from mine. I could see his mandibles twitch slightly over me. I was fast losing my will to try any thing on him but I had enough in me to try one last thing. I whimpered vary softly as my head leaned up and I carefully ran my tongue over his mandibles. My eyes were soft as I forced myself to relax. My hips tried to move up against him but the second they did his body pressed harder down on me. But I had done something right, he was growling but it was that almost purring growl. My breathing was light but I could feel my breasts grazing against his chest with every intake of air. My nipples were hardening fast from fear, excitement, and the natural chill in this place. I had not worn a bra to work that day so they were showing easily throw my shirt. Grave must have felt them against his chest be cause he was now looking down at my breasts.

For to long he simply looked down at me, I could feel a tingle going throw my body. I wanted him to touch me, to do any thing but just watch me as he was. My body wiggled slightly under his gaze, my back arching up to graze against his chest once more but he pulled back. When I made a frustrated growl of my own he seemed to laugh, or it sounded like one. His left hand made it's way down my arms as his right hand still held my wrists over my head. His left hand was soon running over my rip cage. He had yet to touched my breasts. If I didn't know better I would have sworn he was teasing me. But it didn't last long. Grave tugged my shirt over my head none too gently and rapid it around my wrists still holding me down. His hips eased off my body as his head leaned down. I only had a few seconds to relish the small freedom be for I could feel his mandibles pinching around my breast holding my right breast in there grip at the base. His teeth were soon tugging and biting on my nipple. His left hand was griping my hips holding me down as my body arched up from the feel his teeth and those four little fangs nipping into my breast. I wanted to rap my legs around his body to try and feel any familiar bulges, but he was not letting me. His legs were still to far apart, so his form was to wide for me to get what I wanted. However I could get my lets around his left leg, and I did.

Arching up I rubbed my body against Graves thick muscled leg moaning vary softly at the slight relief it gave me. My fingernails grazing over his right hand as he held me down under him. My body urging for more then what Grave was giving me. As I tried harder to free myself from his captive hold on both my hands and my waist. Grave growled, seeming impatient with my need to hurry him along in his exploring. My own frustration mounting I growled right back at him making him release my breast and star at me for a moment. It was only seconds later Grave's body moved off me. He stood up striping down to nothing then kneeling down once more. He tugged on my pants, when they did not give way he made a low roar then ripped them open. The button snapped off and the zipper was broken, none of that seemed to bother him any as he pulled my pants and panties down my legs tossing my shoes away as he finished striping me. My hands went to press against his chest but he would not let me. His right hand forced both my wrists down over my head again not letting me move them as his left-hand spread my thighs letting him lay between my legs with ease. He was wide and I had a little trouble getting in a computable possession under him but he did let me wiggle around a little be for pressing his full wait down over me. I was shocked but vary pleased when I felt something smooth and firm pressing against the folds of my sex. The sharp intake of breath I took seemed to please him greatly, as Grave made a sound that was a mix between a purr and a controlling growl. I had had sex be for a few times with a few, not many, but a few different men but nothing like what Grave felt like. He was much bigger then normal, my hips were pressed firmly against his body and the ground so getting a good mental pitcher was not hard, he how ever was.

His hip roses up a little tell the head of his dick was just entering my body. I was given only a moment to look up at him being for he drove into me. I screamed out in pain. Grave’s left hand covering my mouth not letting my screaming by heard by anyone but him. He was too big and he was not going slowly at all. His thrusts were fast and strong not giving me an inch of freedom. I could feel my walls stretching to there max and then some. The pain was almost over powering. My teeth bit into his left hand, but he did not stop me from doing so. He just growled angrily as he drove into me. My cries and whimpers were not headed at all. My eyes were filling with tears as the pain turned into an almost stinging feeling. It was my fault I was to eager and now I was paying for it. Just when I thought I was going to die from it all my back arched and a small but powerful wave came over me. The orgasm both eased and heightened the pain. He was moving a little easier inside me now do to the extra wetness but the mix of blood and fluids was not pleasant on my torn walls. After that first wave Grave slowed down for a moment looking me over for the first time since he had entered me. A rumbling purr was made then he leaned his head down nipping at my neck again. It was a momentary slowed time but it did not last to long. With a low and assertive growl he was driving into my body at full pace and his left hand was still covering my mouth to keep from alerting the other two predators. My arms struggled in vain as he would not let me go. I wanted to hold on to him, to make my nails bite into his skin to give him a small taste of the pain I was in but I couldn't. My legs were to week to rap around his body but they were bent up cradling him between them.

I could feel it, another wave was building up and my cries of pain were replaced with deep wanting moans, still his hand did not leave my mouth. But he new I was nearing another release. His pace increased and his whole body pressed down over me. My nipples flat against his broad chest. I could hear the sound of his breathing and of our bodies connecting. Then it hit me, my eyes shut closed tightly, my hands balling up into fists, and my legs holding tightly to him as best they could. I screamed my release against his hand. Even with his wait over me my back still arched off the ground a little forcing him as deeply inside me as he could go, despite the pain. It was only seconds later I felt a warm something inside me. He had reached his climax as well it seemed and was caching his breath as his thrusting became slow drawn out strokes into my now sweat ridden body. For a moment I thought he was going to sleep on me, the idea would normally be comforting but with his wait I would have been crushed after a few minuets. His right hands grip on my wrists was losing now and I easily freed them taking my shirt off from around them. I pushed as hard as I could at the time against his chest and he rolled to the side.

He was not as tired or week as I was but he was acting rather lazy for some reason. I moved to try and sit up but fell back on my back wincing in pain. He had hurt me more then I thought. The orgasms were a temporary pain reliever but now, I wanted to soak in a hot bath more then anything right then but I couldn't. My backside was covered in dirt, I was bleeding lightly and I was a mess all around. Grave didn't seem to care about the mess. He was sweaty and the dirt was now sticking to him but he just lay there. Rolling over on his back he put his hands on his stomach and closed his eyes resting silently next to me. Part of me wanted to yell at him for being so ruff and then just lying there like that but I was the one that was pushing for more when he was going slowly. Maybe it was a punishment or a lesson or maybe he just didn't care if I was hurt I didn't know. I had just slept with an alien, a creature that I knew nothing about. My mind was trying to think but my body was to tiered and sleep was coming over me. I had to clean up when I woke up. Plus I had to find out if there was water. But for now I slowly drifted to sleep lying on my back and holding my stomach.

As I slept no dreams came to me. But that peaceful sleep was something I would miss in the days to come. I didn't know it then but things were going to happen that would test every part of my sanity and pride. In that last peaceful night I would have slept on not to wake for days if I had know. But that is the funny thing about Hines site. So I would wake in the hours that were to pass as night to me, and when I woke it was not at all peaceful.


((Let me know what you think. I though it was geting to wordy half way threw so i went with a new way hope you guys like it. Tell me what you think. More to come but not for a few weeks. Also the next two or three chapters will be mostly story line not lemons. I have alot planed for this. Don't worry there will be more lemon chapters but most is the story it's self. Thank you to Silent_Void for randomy editing the first two chapters for me ^-^))