Female Xenomorph Novels & Stories

Xari stepped back a moment before it swung wide, revealing Saint's crew and a few others that sat in the hallway. "Brae needs rest," Saint stated, but they ignored him and piled into the room. "Was she done like the others?" Phenrys asked, his pretty eyes watching mine. "Yeah, I think we finally found him," Eryx growled, and my stare slid to his, narrowing on him. He noticed my expression and exhaled. "We've been track- ing a monster who likes to use knives on females. He flays the flesh from their stomach and then places it onto their vaginas to make them appear..."

I whimpered, creeping closer to Xaden. Xaden’s Lycan form was headed towards another Lycan. This one was smaller and golden, the mounds on her chest placing her as female. He snarled as he approached her and she didn’t pause or even hesitate. She turned on all fours, presenting her rear to him with her head low and in between her paws. It was Lina, I could tell from her docility and eagerness to offer herself to him. Not to mention the fine gold fur on her bulk. He wasted no time in mounting her, climbing on her back in a flash, and inserting himself inside her.

Then that woman appeared, and somehow, everything he believed about himself cracked open. That shameless night had started as a meeting to discuss a new law that would be announced soon. Xen knew something was wrong with the wine the bot delivered. They all knew it. But they still drank it because they wanted to see who dared to pull a trick like that on three of the most powerful men in the galaxy. Then the heat came. Desire followed, heavy and sharp, but it was still under control. Their beasts and magical cores were too strong for that stimulant to fully take over. They could have stopped. They should have stopped. Then the door opened, and a petite girl walked in. She had bright blue eye

V: Venom As Aphrodisiac, Vampiric Feeding During, Voyeuristic Pack Members Bites that inject pleasure-inducing toxins. Blood-drinking as part of sex. Others watching as pack or group dynamics. W: Werewolf Knots, Wings, Water Creatures, Possessive Mine Claims Anatomical locking during mating. Winged beings using flight or wings during sex. Aquatic creatures in their element. Verbal claiming and ownership. X: Xenophilia, X-Rated Interspecies Attraction to the alien and other. Explicit encounters between different species. Y: Yielding To Superior Predators

Then I look and my own mother is the same crying mess but happy that her son finally found his mate. “Hello little mate I’m Trent can I please know your name?” “Oh sorry yes I’m Jessica. I’m Jake’s sister.” “Little mate I have to ask you smell different I can tell your a werewolf but there is something else.” Jess suddenly pales I can see fear flash in her eyes. This is something I was not expecting Jake told me she is half witch so why is she scared. Then my mate speaks up. “Jess it’s ok Trent and Kate will be ok with it you can be open here no one will hurt you or judge you.”

The woman winced in pain. “What?” Nadine asked. “I want you to finish me off so I can join Syd.” The woman said. Her condition chilled Nadine. This woman really loved Syd. “Fine.” “Good. There's only one person in our pack who has an unhealthy obsession for human males. Her name is Maya.” The woman said, coughing up blood. “Could you describe her?” Nadine. The woman did so before closing her eyes, “I'm ready. Do it.”

“She’s handling herself.” “She?” I asked. He nodded quickly. “Not one of ours. But… sir, you need to see this.” I didn’t waste time. I jogged up the incline, boots kicking gravel as I neared the clearing near the southern wall. The scent of unfamiliar wolves hit me immediately. But it was the female’s scent that threw me off. It was strong, the faint smell of copper reaching my nostrils. Benath the strong smell of pine was the faintest whiff of something sweet—vanilla I think.

Liam ordered the group. We all parted from Veronica, leaving her and two other girls that she was going to share this kill with. I licked my lips in anticipation. My beast wanted to laugh. How could we be intimidated by a female who couldn't even take down her own bear? It was funny. She wasn't worthy for our male. As much as she wanted to think she was good enough for him, my beast and I both knew she wasn't. Her mate would be at her level when she finally met him.

This woman was bad news, and she could feel it. "If you're here, that could only mean you've met my mate. Hmmm… there's something familiar about you," the woman said, outstretching her hand to Xenia. "Come to me. Let's get a closer look." The woman's voice was overly sweet with commanding power. Her gaze felt like a weight on Xenia's skin. Xenia wanted to move forward, but she hesitated. "No!" Did the werewolf just speak? That scared Xenia even more, but she felt herself moving. She didn't want to go, but she wanted to go. Why was she moving towards this crazy woman? "Get away now," the werewolf said.

It’s a horrible sight to see and I couldn’t stop the sickening feeling emerging from my stomach, making me retch and feeling squeamish. “Regretting now that you came here?” A female voice in a mocking tone caught my attention. Of course it’s Kelly. The only blue-haired-female of Xeno’s squad. I lifted my face to look at her mocking grin as she stared down at me condescendingly. I have no idea how they take clothes on after they morph because it’s clear I’ve seen Xeno’s pants ripped like pieces of paper after he morphed back to his wolf form. Her boots are so near my face and it feels humiliating.