Mated to the Alien King (Lords of Astria) (4 page)

Chapter six

"Let me go!" I yell ineffectively struggling against the guard carrying me. "I have to go with him."

The two guards carrying Mal between them are met by three men with a glowing white slab that floats on its own in the air. They lay Mal's unconscious form on it. One of the men climbs on top of it and starts doing something while the other two take off at a run guiding the floating bed down the halls of the ship.

"Please," I beg turning towards the guard. "I have to go with him. Is he going to be all right?"

Tears stream down my face. Fear has me in its grip. My stomach is knotted and nauseous. I can't stop thinking about Mal dying. Feelings I didn't know I had threaten to overwhelm me. The guard with Abby comes up next to us and sets her down. The one holding me puts me down at last.

"Is he all right?" Abby asks.

"I don't know," I scowl at the guards who are blocking the passage they took Mal down. "Super dick here won't let me go to him!"

I turn and slam my fist into his chest. My hand explodes in pain and he doesn't blink an eye. I'm sure I came out on the short end of that. I want to scream. Pressure is building in my head and I have no target to let out my frustration and anger on. I'm hurt, scared, and alone with my sister. The man I was just starting to get to know may be dying right now and I can't go to him.

"Missy," Abby grabs me by my shoulders forcing me around to face her. "Calm down. They've got space travel and shit, I'm sure he'll be all right."

I nod. She's right. I take a deep, shuddering breath and regain my composure.

"You're right." I turn to the guard. "Please, just tell me he's going to be okay. Please. Is there ... somewhere I can wait or talk to a doctor?"

The two guards glance quickly at each other.

Be calm. The Prince will be fine. Come with us.

They lead us through the ship then we're in a waiting area. A faceless, blank room with benches along the wall.

We sit down and wait for what seems like hours. It probably isn't but at last someone walks in and up to us. He's dressed in an outfit that looks like surgical scrubs from back home.

The Prince has asked for you.

My heart pounds and I feel dizzy. I follow the doctor down a small hallway then he stops before a door. The rectangular panel next to it lights up and then I see waves across it as it slides open. Inside there are ten guards along the walls that all stand at stiff attention. In the middle of the room lies Mal on the floating gurney.

He rises up onto his elbows as I enter and smiles. I can't hold back any longer and run, throwing my arms around him as he chuckles.

"Easy!" he says my tears soaking his shoulder.

"You're okay!" I cry.

"Yes, I'll be fine. Our medical team is very efficient."

"I thought I'd lost you."

"And you - cared?"

I pull off his shoulder then stare into his eyes. Shining through all the emotions warring inside is one I don't recognize. A warmth. A lightness of, well being for lack of a better way to describe it. I feel light and happy. I'm so relieved, so happy he's going to be okay. I don't want to live in a world without his bright presence in it.

"Yes," I say. "Yes, yes, yes!"

His strong arms wrap around and pull me tight against him. I pull my head back and then lean in kissing his lips. They're soft yet strong. Electric sparks shoot through me as our lips meet for the first time. A thrill of chills races up and down my spine.

"Leave us!" Mal orders.

"But sire," one of the guards protests.

"Now!" he orders and they leave without another word.

We're alone. Primal need takes over. Our lips meet once more with all consuming passion. He tastes of berries and I can't get enough. I lick them teasing my way past his lips until our tongues dance together.

His erection strains up as I climb onto the bed with him. I run my hands over his chest, touching the muscles I've dreamed about. The solidness of him feels amazing under my fingers. Dim concerns about compatibility fight for my attention but desire overwhelms it. My limbs quiver feeling his massive manhood straining for freedom, straining to have me.

The dress he gave me slides off my shoulders leaving my breasts exposed. He pulls back staring at me with open admiration before he pulls me closer and takes each of my nipples into his mouth. He teases them with his tongue until they're so tight they feel like they're going to explode.

"Oh," I moan.

My hands dive down between us searching for his erection. Hoping against all hope I can take it, that we're compatible. I can't be left in this state and I don't think he can either. Under the sheet he's naked. I find his rock hard cock and grasp it. He's massive, I can't close my hand around him, I'm not sure that both my hands would close. It throbs under my touch. I hesitate as fear grips me.

"What is it?" he asks breaking suction on my breasts.

"I'm ... scared," I say.

"Of what my love?"

"Are we... compatible?"

His smile warms me and I feel silly. "We are. It was something I had looked into before I chose you. I would never cause you harm."

I need no more urging. We work the sheet out from between the two of us then his erection is at my opening. I slide down onto it slowly, letting it stretch me out. I've never felt anything like this before. My walls are being expanded in ways I've never experienced. I'm filled.

It hurts at first, but then I grow accustomed to it and slide down a little further.

He supports me letting me control the motion. An inch at a time he stretches and fills me. Expanding, sliding in deeper and deeper, then our hips meet. He's all the way in. He bites his lip, his eyes are half-lidded, and he moans.

I slide up, my slick juices cover his cock making it easy now to move up and down. The discomfort is completely overwhelmed by the pleasure of his cock. I ride up and down and he begins thrusting. He hits my core. Waves of pleasure crash against the rocks of my consciousness until they are coming up and over. I'm being swept away on wings of pure pleasure. My entire world centers around him.

It crashes in on me and the world is gone. There’s only the two of us sailing up and away. Staring into his eyes I mouth the words to him.
I love you.

He explodes inside filling me with his hot, alien seed. I feel it filling me beyond any capacity my merely human form has to contain. It flows out across us as I collapse on top of him.

We breathe in time with each other and I feel our hearts beating together. He may have chosen me but I claim him as mine.

Chapter seven

"Are you nervous?" Abby asks.

"No," I say resting my hand on the swell of my belly. "Jon-Atan says there will be no problems with the birth."

"Good."

"So when is Kal-Mansan going to make an honest woman out of you?" I tease her.

Abby blushes and looks away. "Soon I'm sure. Mal has been pushing him and he can't really go against the wishes of a Prince."

We walk through the palace together. How different my life has turned out than I expected! Mal indulges my scientific mind. I'm working with some of the top scientists in Astria to create a shield that will protect an entire planet. The Dark Nebulans encroach hasn't slowed down.

Soon I'll have to take time off that work. There will be a holiday when my child is born. A new Princess is cause for celebration.

We walk out onto a balcony that gives a wide view over the waters of Actabar. The capital city of Nashtakil rises up out of light blue oceans. Grand sweeping towers are connected by an intricate system of bridges. The air is fresh and wonderful with the slight scent of salt. In the distance a storm is brewing gray on the horizon but the sky is still golden and six of the eight moons hang in colorful brilliance.

"True," I say. "And since I'm the Prince’s wife, well my word carries some weight."

"Oh you wouldn't!" Abby exclaims.

"Wouldn't I? I have a responsibility to care for my little sister after all."

Abby laughs and shakes her head. "All right, all right!"

"Good," I say laughing.

My unborn daughter kicks against my hand. Life is perfect.

THE END

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"I wanted to possess you since the moment I first held you, from the moment I took you into my ship. But are you sure... is this what you really want, Nadia? Once we do this... we'll be bonded for life. And I can't guarantee that I'll be able to always protect you. Not like I did during the attack." She took his face in her hands. His beard had filled in on the journey from Earth to Gemna. Even though he had slept much of the way there, lines of worry were etched on his face. As she touched him, she knew it was worry that had been focused on her... from the very beginning. She closed her eyes, this time tapping into his thoughts. He opened them to her, showing her a future where the two of them were together, fully mated, traveling together among the star systems of Astria. He communicated that there might be danger, for them and for their children. But that there would always be love. It's what he had to offer. 

"Then take me. This is what I want." Kester paused for one moment, pushing a lock of Nadia's hair to the side.  

"There's no going back after this," he said. She nodded, fully understanding. Kester took Nadia into his arms, gentle with her petite frame. He drew her to standing and pressed her body into his, cupping her small, firm breasts. He pulled her thin white shirt off over her head, letting her breasts fall free. She gasped as the cool air hit her flesh, her nipples standing firm. A jolt like lightning shot through her body and she groaned, pressing into Kester. She breathed deeply and took in his scent, relishing in the intoxicating notes of his musk. He tossed her top to the floor and pulled her into an embrace, crushing his lips to hers. That kiss was more than just a kiss... it was a communication of comfort, of safety, of protection that spanned galaxies. It was a promise of adventure and beauty. And more than that, it was Kester's final step in becoming a true man. Nadia could see that as she closed her eyes. The gentle telepathic waves from Kester's mind showed her that she was the one who would complete him... she was his resting place, his home. 

He cupped her breasts roughly and pushed them together, lowering his mouth to her nipples, kissing one and then the other. Kester moved his tongue over Nadia like a man starved, sending an electric shock through her as he nipped at her sensitive flesh. Nadia grew wet at his touch, her sex growing slick at the thought of the huge alien man entering her and making her his mate. As she breathed in his mating musk, her entire body seemed to pulse, growing more open, more flexible... ready to be entered and fully taken. His touch slowed, and his body read hers, each movement of his fingertips prepping her more fully. Nadia watched as he extended the tip of his tongue to her nipple, his leonine eyes looking up to hers. He circled one nipple with his tongue, rolling the other in his fingers. Nadia threw her head back, letting the waves of sensation take her body over. Here, she would give herself to this prince. Here, her life would begin. 

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