I tapped my foot impatiently on the floor. Kaito joined in my frustration as eager to see his pregnant wife as I was to make love to Luke. Aata remained unaware of the changing atmosphere in the ship.
Anakim came into view after an hour of flying. Luke's nose pushed closer to the glass. Aata finally left him, taking his place back at the navigation system.
"Anakim, this is The Haven, come in Anakim," I said over the radio.
"Haven?! Oh boy, are we glad to hear from you. You vanished near the Milky Way. Search and rescue didn't find a single trace of you."
"We crashed on Earth. All crew is safe and well. We have a passenger."
"Oh."
"Tell my wife I'm on my way home," Kaito snapped.
"I'm here," she pipped up. "I've been here since your ship vanished." Tears pooled in Kaito's gold eyes. Aata sniffed, wiping his nose on his sleeve. Luke's hand flew to his heart.
"Baby, I'm coming home."
"There's someone here who wants to meet you." A baby gurgled into the radio. Kaito burst. All the emotion he held in while we were stranded gushed out of him.
"I'm a daddy," he yelled bouncing around the ship. Luke was first to offer him a congratulatory hug.
“Ahem,” I coughed blinking at the control panel. As happy for the new father as I was, crashing again this close to home was the last thing I wanted.
“Sorry,” he blushed, slotting himself back into his seat.
Air traffic control gave us permission to land. Aata yelled instructions at us, his gold eyes locked on the navigation screen. Luke oohed and aahed at the window offering us a running commentary on our home planet. His home planet, now.
“The sky is purple,” he almost yelled. “And look there’s two suns. Oh my God, that’s the most beautiful palace I have ever laid eyes on.”
“It's your new home,” I smiled.
“Wow!”
He stayed glued to the window, his breath steaming up the thick glass. Kaito and I landed the ship safely. The doors flew open. Kaito's wife rushed in with a squalling babe clutched to her breast. Kaito jumped from his seat sweeping them both into his arms.
News of our safe return spread thick and fast. Anakim's people swarmed around the massive ship, shouting and cheering. Luke swallowed, reaching for my hand.
“You will be fine,” I promised him, taking his hand. “My people welcome newcomers.”
It didn’t reassure him. He clung tighter to my hand, pressing himself up against me. I led him to the exit, following behind Kaito, Aata and Kaito's wife.
Luke inched so close, I heard the pounding of his heart. His proximity drove me wild. My dock throbbed in time with his heart. I thanked the stats for the thickness of my uniform. It held everything in place perfectly.
“Gin,” my mother raced to me with open arms. A wide from of relief lit up her face. Her turquoise eyes filled with tears. My return brought her so much joy she didn’t register Luke until she tripped over his feet.
“Oh,” she said, pulling back. Her hands brushed down her royal dress. Her crown sat askew on her head.
“Mom, this is Luke. I intend to wed him.”
Luke’s mouth dropped open. His hand gripped mine tighter and his heart raced harder.
My mother broke down sobbing, gathering Luke into her arms.
“I thought I lost my son,” she sniffed, “but he came back with a second son.”
She dried her tears on Luke’s shirt before releasing him. “A feast,” she yelled. “To celebrate the royal engagement.”
The crowd roared. Luke shrunk into me tucking himself under my arm.
I need to get him alone.
“It was a long flight, Mom.” I faked a yawn. “We’re gonna head back to the palace and, um, freshen up before the feast.”
She sighed but stepped aside, letting me pass. I dragged Luke behind me, pulling him into the private hovercraft.
“Home,” I yelled to the navigation bot. It whizzed to life. I hit the privacy button. The glass bubble providing a panoramic view of my world dulled.
Luke’s pupils dilated. Lust hung thick in the air, swallowing us both.
“Don’t you need to drive?” he breathed.
“No, it knows where to go,” I growled. My hands grabbed his blushing cheeks. Specks of warm honey glowed in his brown eyes. I pulled his face to mine, smashing our lips together. My tongue forced its way past is lips, tangling with his tongue. Between my thighs, my balls ached, my cock strained at the heavy fabric of my royal uniform. Luke’s heart pounded against my chest. I scraped my hands through his thick, dark hair feeling like luckiest Anakim alive.
My future husband is perfect. Brave, compassionate and kind and he’s mine, all mine. He will make a perfect future King for my kingdom.
His human aftershave filled my nose with the scent of exotic spices.
I tore at his shirt ripping it from his body. He won’t need his human army uniform any more. I never wanted him to go back. He is mine. He stays here with me. Beads of sweat listened on his muscular chest.
A low growl rumbled in my chest. I reached out running my palms down his bare chest. His skin pimples under my touch. Electricity sparked in the air. We both sucked in a deep gulp of air. Luke’s khaki green cargo pants tented. I hit cruise on the control panel, not wanting to land until we are done and I was satisfied.
My hands still in his hair, I pushed his head down. He understood what I needed from him immediately. His shaking fingers reached for my belt. He paused, tracing the royal emblem on my buckle. Frustrated, I gritted my teeth shoving on his head forcing his face into my crotch. He snapped my belt open. My cock jerked free, its head red and throbbing with need.
Once I make him my husband, I’m making it law that we make love at least three times a day.
His pink tongue peeked from hips soft lips, running over the top of my cock. I inhaled, leaning back in the leather pilot’s seat. Shoots of pleasure bolted from my cock to the pit of my core. Luke’s lips parted, he welcomed my thick cock into his hot, human mouth. I hit the back of his tight throat before I was a third of the way in.
His rough tongue rubbed the underneath of my shaft. Tears pooled in his eyes and his cheeks. He didn’t stop at his gag reflex, he inched his head down, twisting his head as he went. It was like he was everywhere all at once. I was a mess of sensation. The silk of his hair between my fingers clashed the roughness of his tongue and the shape hardness of his teeth scraping down my shaft. My balls tightened.
“Stop,” I barked, pulling back hard on his head. “I want in your ass.”
If he carried on any longer I would paint his throat with my mum and that’s not what I wanted. I grabbed his hips, slamming him chest first into the pilot seat. His ankles hung of the edge of the seat, his fingers gripped the head rest so hard his knuckles glowed white. I ripped his pants from his body. He won’t need those either. Once he is my husband he will dress only in the finest royal dress.
I didn’t have any lube on me, but his saliva coated my cock, making it slick and wet. Eager to give me what I wanted, he stuck his ads out. I held his hips, pulling him back on to my thick cock. A pained howl escaped his lips but he sank back anyway, taking me balls deep in his impossibly tight ass.
I reached around him, gripping his shaft, pumping his sick in time with my rhythmic thrusts. His pain turned to rasps of pleasure. A tightening snaked across my hips. I tossed back my head, screaming his name.
We came together. My cum filled his tiny ass. His spewed onto my hand and the leather pilot's seat.
“You have reached your destination.” The hovercraft’s robotic trill brought us crashing back to reality. I pulled him into my lap, pointing through the window to my impressive palace.
“Welcome home, Prince Luke,” I beamed.
A single tear rolled down his cheek.
Epilogue – Luke
I leaned across the handcrafted stone table in Gin’s expansive private chamber. A massive purple stone sat on my finger. Axel
Gin called it, Anakim's most precious stone.
Our wedding was next week. I’d only been on Anakim a week, but his mother wasted no time in making me part of her family.
The Anakim woman opposite us narrowed her turquoise gaze on me. Her long red tongue wet her lips.
“Will it be a natural conception?” she asked Gin, leaning forward. Anakim's two suns streamed through the tall windows. Her silver skin glittered in their rays.
“Absolutely not,” Gin snapped. “It will be in properly in a hospital.”
“Oh, okay,” she said.
The translator on my wrist changed their words automatically. Gin was teaching me Anakim but their clicks and tangled vowels made no sense to me.
I tuned out while he talked terms and conditions with the potential surrogate. As a future king, it was Gin’s duty to provide the throne with an heir. My sperm was to be used for our first child. Gin had cousins to carry on his family line. I was all that remained of mine after my brother's death. Gin was giving me the greatest gift anyone could, a family.
“I liked her,” he said as she left.
“Yeah, me too.”
“You ready to greet The Haven? Kaito should be landing soon. He radioed in a while back saying Bruce was getting on great with baby Luke. The president adores him too but is more impatient to meet with the original Luke.”
Kaito named his baby after me, the hero who saved him. I’d never been called a hero before. The army gave me medals for fighting in wars I hated, strangers called me brave when my parents were killed. Family called me tragic when my brother lost his life, leaving me alone in the world, but no-one ever called me brave.
When Gin offered as many guests as I wanted to the wedding, Kaito happily offered up his services as pilot.
I didn’t have many people to invite, really. Bruce was my brother’s best friend and he kinda attached himself to me after my brother died. He said he promised to watch over me. And if I’m honest, he grew on me after a while. He’s the only link I have left with my brother.
The president invited himself but whose gonna say no to the president of the United States?
Gin brought them all the way from Earth just to make me happy. Everything he did was to make me happy.
For a man who lost everything when his brother died, I landed on my feet with Gin.
“Yeah,” I grinned taking his hand. “Let’s go meet our guests.”
THE END
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