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Chapter 8 by Sixth Sixth

What can Jason do?

Rescue her

This was the woman who had been sent to kill or capture him. Not that long ago she had been trying to do exactly that.

Jason knew that unless he did something now, she'd die.

Keeping low in the thermally heated water, Jason swam to the side, feeling every bit like a stalking crocodile approaching their prey.

The delirious woman did her part, staggering down the slope towards the pool, moving on instinct as the vile alien toxin clouded her mind and attacked her body.

It wasn't hard to sneak up her. The retired Ranger struck at exactly the right moment, leaping out from the crystal clear waters in a flying tackle that brought the woman crashing down.

The Z'orlock's toxin was all over him again, this time able to transfer from the guards splashed clothes directly onto Jason's naked body. Thankfully it wasn't as strong as before and the water was already beginning to wash it off. He could feel how it made him tingle, in his fingers as he worked to tear off the guard's uniform, on the sensitive flesh of his cock, on his bare chest, everywhere.

Clothes were flung aside as Jason worked to free his former attacker from the deadly prison of her infected clothes. Her boots were the hardest, laces needing tugged and teased before the military grade footwear budged.

Trousers, shirt and utility belt, also flung aside. She was pretty and young enough to be his daughter.

Jason ripped the struggling woman's bra off. It wasn't just because he now wanted go see her large tits, to get eyes on those fat nipples, standing peaked and proud as the toxin worked her body, but because her life could only be saved if she was completely washed and cleaned.

He was going to fuck her. The toxin transfer from the guard's clothes was no longer the only thing making his dick tingle - she was.

His large cock grew erect and demanding the very second he made the decision. Sexually charged, Jason yanked the woman's panties off, tearing the slim fabric and exposing her shaved mound.

She punched and kicked. Jason wasn't certain if she was trying to fight him off, badly, or whether the naked woman was still delirious. Her boobs jiggled, water splashed and her back arched.

Jason dragged her further into the poll, rolling her over, making sure the healing waters could wash every speck off the toxin from her. The guard's tight, round, ass was a special treat.

He rolled her again, back onto her back, climbed on top of her body and thrust his cock deep into her **** pussy.

No foreplay, no teasing her body, Jason just needed to satisfy his own lust. He went balls deep with a single push. And again and again, rapid, cruel, hungry fucking.

Balled fists thumped against his chest, but she was too weak and Jason simply gathered up the guard's wrists and pinned them over her head, holding her down with just one arm.

Her cunt was soaking and ready for him. Side effect of the Z'orlock or not, the body of the woman who had been trying to kill him, welcomed in his cock, making it easy to **** her.

Moans of pleasure escaped her lips, Jason just grunted, rocking his body forward so hard that each stroke wobbled her breasts.

And then he was done. His orgasm hit him hard and good. With a shudder of pleasure, Jason unloaded into her helpless body.

Rescued or ruined? Are they done.

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