by Stella Sky
“Sounds like a smart Draqua,” I said.
“Yes. Most hybrids are highly intelligent. You will see,” she smiled.
“It has been quiet for some time now,” Luka said, interrupting our talk of motherhood and bringing us back to reality. Then the sirens suddenly went off.
“What does that mean?” I asked the queen.
“I am not sure. Let us stay quiet now that we do not have the siren to mask our voices,” she whispered.
We stayed quiet holding hands practically crushing them as we squeezed in tension. Then the wall panel opened. “Melody?”
The king’s voice was a relief. Melody let go of our hands and ran to the king. She emerged from the panel walls. Luka and I gave each other a look. We did not hear Dekario or Kavik call to us. We moved quickly and emerged from the wall into the king’s chamber. Kavik and Dekario walked in. They were dirty and blood stained.
“Dekario!” I shouted as I ran to him. I threw myself into his arms. I was so happy to see him alive and well. It was torture waiting for him without knowing what was happening.
“I told you I would come back. I always do,” he said.
“Yes, you do,” I said as I reached up on my tiptoes and kissed him. I looked him over and said, “What happened? Are you hurt?”
“I am fine. We got him. He’s dead. No need to be frightened any more,” he said as he hugged me.
“Phoenix?” I asked.
“He is fine. He went to the barracks with the warriors. He wants to start his training as a Draqua guard. I think he will be good at it,” Dekario said.
“Let’s go home,” I said.
“Yes, let’s go home,” he said. I turned to see the other two couples embracing as well. We were all happy and relieved. Dekario and I made our way home to his hut. We stayed in bed for the rest of the day until the next morning.
A week later there was a grand marriage ceremony as promised by the king. It was a lot like the marriage ceremony of Earth. I stood next to Dekario with my hands in his. Luka did the same with Kavik. Everyone was gathered on the beach to watch us become one. We did not have vows, but the Draqua official said a few words that formed our ceremony.
“This bond you both partake in. You are taking each other in union as mate and as husband and wife. From this bonding ceremony forth, you belong only to each other,” he said.
Then our hands were tied with a long vine. It was beautiful, and I had tears in my eyes the entire time.
“Are you happy, human female Reena?” Dekario asked me as he sat beside me on the beach during the large feast. The celebration was on the sand and food was being roasted over open fires. Draqua of all ages and hybrids or not were playing on the beach and in the water. It was a celebration, and everyone seemed to be having a great time.
“I am so happy. Are you happy, Draqua Lieutenant Dekario Dundra? I asked him playfully in return.
“I am happier than I ever thought I could be. You have made me a happy and proud husband,” he said as he leaned in and kissed me.
“And you have made me a happy and pregnant wife,” I said laughing. He fed me a piece of fruit and then I kissed him again. I could never stop kissing him. He was so damn hot with his long dark hair, brown eyes, and rugged good looks. Not to mention that he was always in a loincloth and practically naked.
Phoenix and Luka came to sit by me in the sand. Kavik sat on the other side of Dekario as they had their own conversation.
“Can you believe this?” Phoenix said. “If I had told you when we set out on our mission from Earth that you were not coming back and you were going to marry aliens, you would have put me in the nuthouse.” He laughed.
“That is true, and yet here we are, doing just that,” Luka laughed.
“No, never in a million years did I think that I would ever meet an alien life form yet alone be married to one,” I said.
“I think we owe it to Jason, Marcy, and Captain Wallace to be happy. To be very, very happy and in love. They sacrificed their lives for it. We need to make sure their deaths to not become taken for granted. They are the reason we are here,” Luka said.
“Yes, to the crew,” I said, raising my cup of water in cheers to them.
“And what about you, Phoenix? Where lies your happiness?” Luka asked.
“She’s over there,” he said as he looked at Antaris. She was staring coyly at him. Then he said, “We are taking it slow. She is barren, and we have all the time to just get to know each other a little more. But I fall in love with her more and more every day. But something was missing from my life. After I helped with the incident in the palace, I realized that I missed the work of a soldier badly. Now that I am in training, I feel great. I am learning about alien warfare tactics, and it is just badass!” he laughed.
“So we are all happy here in our new lives then,”Luka said.
“Yes, we are,” I said as I hugged both of them. We had come a long way, and the adventure was only beginning.
Now I at least felt safe now that the dangers that had been after us were eliminated. But I had learned that danger was always lurking as long as the opposition was out there. I knew that Dekario and the King thought that Commander Triq and Captain Hicium were not working alone and were only a portion of the opposition in hiding. But they were the immediate threats, and they were gone. Now there was just the distant threat. It still scared me, but I could not live my daily life in fear. I had already survived a lot. I knew that I was tough and could take on whatever the Draqua life brought to me.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
LIEUTENANT DEKARIO DUNDRA
Taking out Temuk was easier than I thought. Together we were able to stop him from escaping. But as we did so, we discovered something we did not know. While we were about to kill him, Temuk said something that gave us a lot of information. He said, “I only live a year. We all do.”
That meant that these Aeriwana Draqua hybrids could only survive a year, or maybe slightly longer. This was excellent news for us. But for now, I wanted to only think about living a new life with my new wife.
Reena Dundra was stunning in her wedding clothes of blue and green. Her long hair was braided with flowers, and her bare feet were delicate and beautiful in the sand. I loved her with more than energy than I could ever put into words.
So as I carried her into my hut after our wedding celebration, I felt like this truly marked the beginning of a calm life together. It was what I craved.
“What do we do now? What do the Draqua do on their wedding night?” she asked playfully.
“What do the humans do on their wedding night?” I asked in return.
“They consummate the marriage,” she laughed.
“That is what the Draqua do as well. Let’s get started,” I laughed as I carried her into the room and placed her on the bed gently.
“I feel like this is all we do all the time,” she said pushing her fingers into my hair.
“Is that a complaint?” I asked arching a brow.
“No, it is an observation. I am a scientist, remember?” she said.
“How could I forget,” I said as I kissed her soft neck. She moaned and moved around under me.
“I guess we should consummate the marriage and stick to tradition,” she whispered.
“As you wish,” I said as I hungrily moved her dress up to her knees.
She laughed. Then she said, “Since I did marry a dragon, I think I should consummate the marriage with a dragon.”
I stopped kissing her. I looked at her and grinned. I got up from the bed and moved away from her. In a flash, I shifted into dragon form. I spread my wings out behind me to stretch them out. Then I folded them behind me. I took off my boots and loincloth and moved to her.
“There’s my dragon-man,” she moaned. I crawled onto the bed and moved over her. I pulled carefully on her dress until it was over her head. Then I pulled off the cloths covering her swollen breasts. I kissed them lightly. Then I pulled off her loincloth very delicately. She
spread her thighs for me, and I moved between then.
“This is my first time entering you now that you are my wife,” I said as I positioned myself to enter her.
“And my first time having my husband inside of me,” she moaned.
I grinned at her words and pushed myself into her warmth. She felt so damn good, and it felt relieving to know that she was mine. She was now my mate and no one else’s, and I owned her body and mind and heart. She was my wife, and I needed that security of possession because she had been taken from me once and I would never let it happen again.
I pushed further inside of her, and her head arched back. I was so tall over her that I had to look down my shoulders and chest to see her. She was small and delicate underneath me. I hovered over her, carrying all my weight on my arms so that I did not press against her and her belly.
“That feels so good, Dekario, my husband,” she whispered.
Her words and husky whisper turned me on. She was so damn hot I could barely stand to not be inside of her at all times. She drove me absolutely wild. I loved everything about her.
“Are you all right still?” I asked as I looked down at her.
“Yes, I am okay. Keep going, please,” she begged.
“Yes, for you, anything,” I said as I moved in and out of her. I moved back and forth, savoring every single feeling and sensation. Moments later, we were both releasing in ecstasy. This was how we spent the next three days after our wedding. It was complete bliss.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
REENA RHODES
Months after our blissful wedding, our child was born. We had a beautiful Draqua warrior hybrid, a son. We named him Brenian. Luka also had a child, a son they named Xaser. I was glad that these two hybrid sons would have each other to grow up with. It was just like Kavik and Dekario; I knew that it was important to have another hybrid on your side. I was grateful that Luka and Kavik’s son would be like a brother to our son Brenian.
After our encounter with Queen Melody, she became a close friend to Luka and I as we confided in her in everything that we should expect from our new lifestyles. She had already lived through it and was of great help. Not the mention that she was the queen and had access to everything.
I never expected this much happiness when I set out on the science mission, but I was glad that I had found it. I was now a real scientist living out my own experiment as the wife and mother of an alien race. It was the adventure of a lifetime.
The End
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By Maia Starr
Chapter 1
MARISSA VOLANDER
Being CEO of the biotech company Gladonetics meant my schedule was always overbooked. So even as I ran across the front courtyard toward the doors of the glass skyscraper that housed Gladonetics, I was already running late for yet another meeting.
It was a blustery day out and I wished that I had pulled my long, brown hair into a tight bun instead of letting it loose with wild curls. I wished that I had worn a straight pencil skirt that was tightly fitted instead of the pleated, black skirt I wore that was riding the wind like it was surfing. It was hard to keep it down since I had digital tablet files in my arms as I scurried in my black heels. My hair was blowing in my face practically blocking my view in my flustered state when… BAM! I ran into a wall and fell backwards, flat on my back.
The tablets went everywhere, my hair was in my face, and my skirt was up to my waist, showing red panties and black, thigh-high stockings with a garter belt. I was mortified and hoped that no one had seen this catastrophe, but that notion was crushed as soon as I heard a voice.
“Allow me, human,” the deep, reverberating voice said.
“What?” I whispered while I was on the floor.
Through my strands of hair covering my face like a mask, I saw a large figure looming over me.
“Who are you?” I tried to ask.
Before I knew it, his hands had grasped my body like nothing and he helped me to my feet, holding me firmly against his body. I looked up into the face of a Drackon warrior. His long, dark-black hair was in tendrils down to his shoulders and his perfectly square jaw was adorned with full, pinkish lips. His eyes were a stark, sea green but with a long, vertical pupil, like the eyes of a cat. He was over seven feet tall, almost eight feet, and his thick, broad body was so hard that it was the reason I thought I had ran into a wall. But that was not the case: I had run into him.
Now I was in a precarious and ridiculous position with my head arched all the way back in order to look up at his face while his massive arm encircled my lower back, pulling me to him to steady me, or so I thought. But I could feel his hard member pressing against my stomach and my eyes grew wide as I realized just how big it must be. He must have known what I was thinking in that moment because he smiled at my response.
“You should watch where you are going, human. There are many that would prey upon your small, delicate size,” he said as he inhaled sharply, as though inhaling my pheromones—and he was.
This was what the Drackon did. They were a race of alien shifters with many abilities. The Drackon were a patriarchal, male-dominated society of warriors with a special ability to shift into part animal. It was this part animal that allowed them to sniff out pheromones in such a way. And although they looked like a larger and stronger version of males on Earth, they were vastly different in that they were able to shift into dragons.
This was not a complete dragon shift; it was a partial shift. When they did shift, large wings sprouted on their backs and shiny, colorful scale armor sprouted in various places on their bodies, but not into a full dragon. I had not seen it in person, but I had seen recordings of it. It was impressive.
Now one of these Drackon male warriors was holding me up and pressing his hard cock against me. A part of me wished that he was fully shifted at the moment, but he was not. In fact, he was well adorned and in regal dress.
He wore black leggings that were made of an unknown material with calf-high boots. His embroidered shirt was white and fit him in a snug manner, leaving little to the imagination. I had never seen a Drackon dressed so well. His face looked familiar to me, but I think I just wanted him to be familiar because he was so damn sexy. If I had met him at a bar later, I would definitely take him home for a one-night stand, but nothing else. But for now, I would have to put my oversized libido aside and remember that I was late for a meeting.
I placed my hands on the large beast of an alien’s chest and pushed myself away as I said, “Yes, thank you. I will remember that. If you will excuse me, I am late for a meeting.”
“Yes, I sometimes forget that the female humans are allowed to conduct meetings, just like the males. It is not so on my planet, and it never will be,” he said as he picked up my tablets that were thrown about the ground.
His words inspired an immediate rage reaction inside of me. I yanked the tablets from his hands as I said, “Yes, everyone knows that. That is why you come here and take human females from Earth: the Drackon treat their females so badly, there are hardly any left. It wouldn’t surprise me if they all ran away from you.”
He laughed. It was a loud, boisterous laugh that shocked me, as that was not the effect I was going for with my insult.
Then he said, “You speak as though the women are being forced to be mates of the Drackon. They willingly give themselves to us. They all register and there is a waiting list. You females WANT us, badly.”
I huffed in anger at his response. He was right. He was one hundred percent right. Ever since the Drackon opened lines of communication for finding human female mates to take back with them to their planet over twenty years ago, the waiting list ha
d become famously over populated. Every female wanted a Drackon warrior to claim her as his mate.
I was never on that list, nor would I ever be. I was too much of a tomboy to be claimed by a male of any species. Still, I did not want to admit this to him moment because I wanted to win this argument, if it was in fact an argument that we were having.
“Not all of us want you badly!” I said as I stomped off toward the door. I lied. I wanted him. I wanted him badly, but not for a life-long mate: just for endless sensual and lustful encounters.
As I entered the door, I looked back over my shoulder at him. He was still staring at me and I took this opportunity to take all of him in. I looked immediately at his crotch and realized that the tight-fitted, wet-suit like tights were there with good reason. He was hard, and I could see his long, thick bulge. If the pants were not made of such thick material, it would have created more than just a bulge in his pants.