Katieran Prime 4 - Kiljorn Prime (20 page)

A few years before, all the world’s government leaders had gotten together to form a one-world government, the EWG. They had two goals: find a way to resolve the overpopulation crisis the planet was experiencing and replenish Earth’s natural resources. Little did they know the solution to their problems would come from the most unlikely place, an alien race known as the Katieran Nation.

General Millian appeared annoyed. “Why are the Katierans being so stubborn about the military exchange? It’s like they want to keep us in the dark.”

General Clarkson agreed. “Of course they want to keep us in the dark. They know that we might pose a threat to them if we have their technology. That’s why we need ‘Operation Eagle Star.’”

Operation Eagle Star was an intelligence-gathering operation the EWG Military planned to initiate. It entailed selecting lesser officers from the EWG Military to be sent to the alien planet of Katiera. While under the guise of learning basic Katieran Military training and fighting techniques, they would gather Intel on weaponry and other advanced military technology and report back to the EWG.

“The Katierans agreed to a few hundred of our military. That Prime Commander of theirs has turned down half the people we sent to apply for transport so far. Did he state his reasons for the ones he rejected?” General Campbell passed out a copy of the most recent rejected applications.

The other two generals began to read over the report. “It seems as though the candidates the Commander rejects are either male, married, or over the age of 45,” General Millian noted.

“So it’s true then. They are only interested in unmarried women who are in their childbearing years,” General Clarkson grumbled.

General Campbell nodded in affirmation. “Yes.”

“Who do we have that they will accept?” General Millian asked.

“Colonel Stevens is bringing in a candidate as we speak,” General Campbell replied. He passed out the candidate’s résumé to the other Generals. They all took a few minutes to read through it, finishing just as someone knocked at the door.

“Come in,” General Campbell called out.

Jaxon walked into the meeting room following behind Colonel Stevens. She glanced around the room with her sharp eyes, looking for potential threats and possible escape routes, a habit from her training. Jaxon and Colonel Stevens stopped in front of the table where the three Generals sat watching them—no, watching
her
closely.

General Millian spoke first. “Thank you for coming, Master Sergeant Malone, on such short notice. Do you know why you are here today?”

“Yes, sir. Colonel Stevens says that you need me to infiltrate the alien nation of Katiera under the guise of becoming a ‘refugee.’ I am to gather Intel from the other side regarding all weaponry and advanced military technology and report my findings to you, sir.”

General Campbell nodded affirmatively. “I hate that it has come to this, but the Katierans are not being very forthcoming with anything. The medical advancements are great, but we need more than that.”

“I think they are keeping a lot more from us. We need to know what that is. We understand that what we are asking you to do is unusual and there are many unforeseen dangers facing you. We would like to compensate you by promoting you to the rank of Captain. Do you think you are up for the task?” General Clarkson asked.

“Captain? I’ve only recently completed my advanced program to be promoted to Master Sergeant. I don’t qualify and don’t have the years yet for Captain.” Jaxon didn’t like the idea of spying on this alien nation. However, to be promoted to Captain so early in her career, was unheard of. Could she really turn this down?

“What is your answer,
Captain
?”

“When do I leave?”

*****

“It’s going to be okay, Cassie. I promise,” Jaxon reassured her friend as they walk through the lobby of the hotel in Oklahoma City. Jaxon didn’t stop to ask the front desk for directions. Instead, she took an educated guess the group of women heading towards a ballroom were here for the same reason: to apply for relocation to Katiera.

Jaxon tugged on Cassie’s hand. She hoped that this relocation would help solve her friend’s predicament. Cassie was now a fugitive from the Earth World Government. The EWG, in an attempt to resolve Earth’s overpopulation problem, created a law stating that all citizens had to apply for a license to have children. If you didn’t have a license, you could resolve the unauthorized pregnancy by getting a government-mandated abortion.

Cassie’s loser ex-boyfriend had knocked her up almost six months ago and abandoned her. But Cassie wanted to keep her child, so she had gone underground—she had no license. If the EWG found her, they could still force an abortion on her and send her to prison.

Jaxon had tried many times to persuade her friend to stay with her, but Cassie didn’t want to put Jaxon at risk. After she had accepted the mission to Katiera, Jaxon contacted Cassie and convinced her to come and apply for relocation. Cassie needed help and this may be her only chance.

The interviews for relocation were being held in a small ballroom in the hotel. Inside the room, Jaxon noted there were about fifteen human women mingling with a group of large men. They smiled and laughed amongst themselves. All of the men were tall, at least six foot six, and built like linebackers with huge, bulging muscles everywhere. Their skin had a golden bronze coloring similar to Native Americans. They had dark hair of various lengths and styles. They were the hottest group of men Jaxon had ever seen.
Yummy
.

They approached the center of the room. The men appeared to raise their heads and take a sniff of the air before they turned towards her and Cassie. Jaxon squeezed Cassie’s hand for support.

One of the men walked towards them. He spoke to them in a strange, alien language. The words were garbled and made no sense, sounding to Jaxon like he was saying, “Ayer token stada.”

Jaxon responded, “Hey big dude, we’re here to apply for relocation. Where do we sign up?”

Two more men came and joined the first one. All three spoke in the alien gibberish. “Sa Sa talles ayer token stada.”

“Right, well, ‘Sa Sa’ to you too. We would like to sign up for RE—LO—CA—TION. Please,” Jaxon said sarcastically. She checked out the rest of the room. A few other women were also experiencing the same language issues.

One of the big guys attempted to talk to Cassie but she shook her head, unable to understand what he was trying to say. Then he moved closer to Cassie and Jaxon reacted immediately to Cassie’s panic. She jumped in between Cassie and the big guy and yelled at the hulking man to step away. He spoke more gibberish and pointed at Cassie. The other men came over to support him. One of them tried to grab Cassie’s arm and Jaxon saw red. She pushed the man away roughly.

“Back away, King Kong! Don’t touch her again!”

The other women noticed the confrontation and came to help Jaxon and Cassie. One of the women with really short, blond hair pointed to Cassie’s stomach. Jaxon knew what she was silently asking and nodded. The women formed a protective circle with Cassie in the center.

Two men tried to infiltrate the protective circle. Jaxon took them down to the ground within seconds. When she glanced back up it seemed that everything was in slow motion. Two more large men ran into the ballroom and screeched to a halt upon seeing her. Her eyes locked onto the darkest pair of eyes she had ever seen.
Wow—just—wow
.

The newly arrived men yelled in gibberish. Jaxon tried to keep her mind on protecting Cassie, but the taller man kept drawing her eyes to him. There was something about him that called to her. She shook her head and tried to keep her focus. They were up to something, she could feel it.

The men surrounded the circle.
This was it
, Jaxon thought. They were going to make their move. She kept her eyes on the new big guy.

“Don’t fight them, Cass,” she yelled to her friend.

That was all she had time to say before the men surged forward and each grabbed a woman. Jaxon admired their timing. It was a perfect strategic move. The new big guy grabbed her before she had a chance to maneuver out of his hold—he was fast. She was pulled up against a large, muscular body. Oh God, he smelled divine—like woods, rain, and man. She was helpless as she watched the other newcomer move towards Cassie.

“No—don’t touch her, jackass!”

“Sa, Sa, talle,” a deep male voice whispered in her ear. The timbre of his voice sent shivers down Jaxon’s spine.

More large men ran into the ballroom. They wore something that resembled smocks. They gave each of the restrained women a shot in the neck with some kind of syringe looking device. When one of the men came to do the same to her, she struggled to get free.

“Key mile,” the huge man that held her said as the other man gave her the shot. It felt like air pressure against her skin. It didn’t hurt—it just felt strange.

“Sa Sa talle, key mile.” The big man repeated the words over and over until they started to make sense. “No, no, female, be still.”

“What did you say?” she demanded. She wiggled her bottom against his front in an attempt to free herself.

“Be still, female!” the big guy responded in a suddenly raspy voice. He lowered his head to take a whiff of her intriguing scent. With her scent and the movement of her bottom against his shaft, he became instantly aroused.

Jaxon felt his male response to her against her backside. “What the hell do you think you’re doing? Let me go!” She kicked back at his shin for good measure. The big man grunted and then released her. He watched for any sign that she might attack him.

Prime Commander KydEL rubbed his shin. “Damn female.” They stared at each other for a few seconds. Then he yelled, “Warriors, report!”

All the men scrambled to take positions in front of the Commander. “The breeding female is being taken back to the temporary medic room. No injuries to report, Commander.”

Commander—as in
the
Prime Commander—head of the alien military force of Katiera—the one she just kicked in the shin—well shit!

The Commander didn’t look at the female warrior as he tried to get his focus back. He still felt the female’s body pressed against his front. She was a damn distracting female. He ordered his males to take the females to a room for interrogation.

One of the warriors stepped up to the Commander. He was followed by one of the women with very short, flaxen hair. “Excuse me, Commander. This female says she is a human medic. She asks that she be allowed to check on the breeding female. I request permission to take her to the temporary medic room.”

The Commander nodded. “Permission granted.”

Jaxon was distracted by what the other man said.
Breeding? Did that mean they knew Cassie was pregnant? Did they plan to turn her over to the EWG?

Jaxon and the rest of the women were shuffled into a smaller conference room with a table and chairs in the center. They each took a seat and waited to learn their fate. Two Katieran men stood guard at the door.

Twenty minutes later the door opened and a tall, slim, human woman with golden brown hair came into the room. She was followed by the large Katieran man from the ballroom. The human woman introduced herself.

“My name is Lindsey Carreli. I am the Katieran Legal Advisor for Earth Relations.” She pointed to the Commander. “This is Prime Commander KydEL. We want to find out what happened in the ballroom today.”

All the women tried to talk at one time. It was hard to hear any one person’s explanation. Jaxon kept silent. She did not take her eyes off the Commander. He had the darkest eyes she had ever seen. They were almost black, with the gold pupils which all Katierans had. They were strange and beautiful—hypnotizing. She was so distracted that she didn’t hear the question the Legal Advisor asked her.

“Sorry. What did you say?” Jaxon asked.

Lindsey smiled. She had caught the looks passing between the Commander and the brunette in fatigues. It made the temperature in the room rise. “I asked whether you were with the EWG military team that will be traveling to Katiera.”

Jaxon nodded, “Yes.”

The Commander approached. “Is this how the warriors for the EWG behave?” he demanded as he breathed in her scent.

Jaxon stood up and got right into his face. “No, but this is how I deal with overgrown, walking, muscle heads that like to bully everyone around them!” She then proceeded to give the second most powerful man on the planet of Katiera the finger.

Excerpt from Prime Medic

Katieran Prime Book Three

By KD Jones

Prologue

Starla Star walked into her bedroom. She flicked her long blond hair over her slim shoulders. She started to disrobe as music played in the background. She sat on the bed with her long legs crossed and began to brush her hair as her large breasts bounced up and down with every stroke.

She glanced up when two men walked into the bedroom. One man was tall and thin, with short, blond hair while the other man was average height and weight with long, brown hair. They stopped to watch the woman. She smiled at the men and started to touch her breasts, squeezing them. They encouraged her. “Oh yeah, baby, squeeze them hard.” The men approached her slowly while taking off their own clothes.

The music became louder. A man’s rumbling voice sang, “Let’s get it on.” The men, now naked, stood on either side of the woman. They pumped their cocks with their own hands, up and down, harder, and harder until they moaned with pleasure.

She spread her legs and used her own fingers to tease her clitoris. The men responded by saying crude things that they wanted to do to her. She inserted one finger into her female opening, then she added another finger inside. She moaned from the pleasure she was giving herself.

The men sat down beside her and started to touch her. They trailed their hands along her abdomen, down her thighs, back up to the junction of her sex. She lay back onto the bed and moaned. The two men bent over to take a nipple in each of their mouths.