by Renee Rose
Understatement. I wait for Kailani to freak out, but she doesn’t.
“No.” Kailani shakes her head. “I’ll stay right here. I won’t move.”
I squeeze her hand reassuringly, and she smiles at me.
She barely twitches when the doctor rubs anesthetic on her arm. And she looks right at the needle when it breeches her skin.
I’m mesmerized to watch her bright red blood flow up into the tube, and I anxiously check her face—but she’s all right. She looks pleased.
“You can take more,” she offers.
“That’s all we need.” The doctor finishes the draw and moves away to a table. He puts a vial into a machine that whirs and beeps.
“Everything is within parameters and normal. Thank you, Kailani. This is exactly what we needed!” He’s uncharacteristically excited. “This is perfect.” Dr. Daneth looks at Bayla. “Can you ready the second extractor?”
“This second needle is larger,” Bayla warns us. “Maybe you want to shut your eyes? It won’t hurt, but it might upset you to watch?”
“I want to watch.” Kailani’s voice is firm. “I want to see the magic stuff that comes from me that is going to help the babies.” A tear forms at the corner of her eye. “I’m made of good things, Khrys.” She starts to cry. “For so long, I was just a tool. Now I’m more than that. I want to see all the good things. So I know they’re real.”
I wipe her tears with my fingers. “Sweet little warrior, you’re full of amazing things.” I kiss her gently. “And I’ll show you every day how amazing you are.”
Somehow my voice is a little shaky, too. Veck, maybe I’ve been infected by her emotions. My eyes are a little hazy.
“All right, last needle, now.” The doctor approaches.
Kailani takes a deep breath and doesn’t move a muscle during the process.
When it’s over, I gather her into my arms. “You did that. You are incredible.”
“It didn’t even hurt,” she whispers into my ear. “And I’m here. And nothing bad happened to me.”
“Nothing bad will ever happen to you,” I promise her. “I’ll make sure of it.”
“You can take her home,” the doctor interrupts. “Ensure she gets plenty of nutrients, including these vitamin tubes.” He hands over a packet. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to take these immediately to my lab and get to work.” He begins to arrange a kit and bustles around the lab.
“Kailani, you’ll need to come back in three planet rotations for a follow up,” Bayla says, putting a small bandage on the puncture sites. “Just so we can make sure everything is all right.”
“Okay.” Kailani smiles.
I know she can walk just fine, but I scoop her up into my arms anyway. “I’m taking you to my domicile,” I tell her. “Our domicile, now. We can get a nicer one now that you’re here with me.”
“I don’t care what it looks like.” She wraps her arms around my neck. “As long as we’re together.”
The sun is warm on my neck as I stride across the square. Beings are watching us, but I don’t care, and I definitely don’t stop for introductions. They’ll get to meet Kailani soon enough, and right now, I have just one thing on my mind.
“You spoke of good things inside you,” I murmur into her ear. “I have a really good thing I plan to put inside you just as soon as we’re alone.”
“Oooh, I like that good thing,” she says immediately, biting my ear. “I want you to fill me with it at least three or four times this planet rotation.”
I growl, and my cock hardens in my breeches. “This and every planet rotation, little warrior. And I’ll probably need to spank you a few times, too, to remind you to behave properly now that you’re a Zandian citizen.”
“Of course,” she agrees. “I may need more than one lesson.”
I can oblige.
Chapter 14
Kailani
His domicile isn’t rich or fancy, but the set of two rooms—a main living space with a sleep couch and a separate washroom are clean and organized. I look around, curious, running my finger over a smooth bench, checking the view from the window, which overlooks a busy Zandian thoroughfare below.
“I like it.” I turn to him and smile. “It has everything we need.”
“I suppose it’s a little better than the cave on Dentron.” He comes up to me and runs a finger down my cheek.
“Oh, there were a few things about the cave that I liked.” I push my body into his, so my breasts contact his tunic.
“The rocks?” He tears off his tunic, and his glorious muscled body comes into view.
I shrug.
“Perhaps the dried branches. I hear humans like those.” He discards his breeches, and although I’ve seen his cock on numerous occasions, the sight of it makes me dizzy with need. “Strip for me, little warrior.”
I pull down my gauzy garment. “It wasn’t the branches. Try again.”
“The view.”
“Oh, I like this view, believe me.” I smile at his amazing naked body. “I’d gladly see it all the time.” I dart away when he reaches out for me. “I’ll look at it from here, so I can see the whole thing.”
He laughs. “Enough teasing. Get that delectable little body on the bed, all fours, and present your ass to your master.”
“That’s supposed to be you?” I raise a brow.
Then I scream in laughter as he moves like lightning and snatches me up.
“You know it is, little one.” He sits down and pulls me over his lap. “Unfortunately for you, I’ll have to remind you about it with the palm of my hand.”
He slaps my ass hard, once and again. “Humans on Zandia need to be obedient to their guardians. You’ve got just enough sass that I’ll have to spank you often to keep you docile.”
“Ow!” I yelp although I like the sting, which reminds me that incredible orgasms are on the way.
“Twenty of these,” he decides, “will probably be enough to convince you to present your pretty little ass to me immediately when I ask.”
He spanks me over and over. “Next time I ask, I expect you to obey me instantly.”
“Yes, Master,” I gasp, as the burn starts to grow stronger. “I promise. Please!”
He rubs my bottom. “Are you ready to do as I asked?”
“Yes, please,” I whimper, and once he lets me go, I hurry to scramble over and get on all fours, spreading my legs wide enough, so he can see my pussy—just the way he likes it.
“Very good,” he murmurs, coming up and rubbing my tingling buttocks. “Tilt your hips up just a bit. Yes, like that. Remember that pose for next time.”
“Yes, Master,” I whisper, adjusting my body. “I want you.”
“And you’ll have me. In just a little bit.”
He gets up from the bed, and I hear some clatter as he opens a cupboard.
“What are you doing?” I try to look over.
“Stay in position,” he orders, his voice kind but firm, so I look back at the cover and ensure that my hips are nice and high.
When he comes back over, he touches my back softly. “Dr. Daneth recommended this as a tool to use on human females. I’ll see how you react to it.” He drops something onto the bed near my calf, but I can’t see what it is.
I make a small noise of uncertainty, and he chuckles. “I think you’ll end up liking it. It’s a plug that goes…” he taps one finger on my exposed anus, “here.”
I squeak and try to close my legs, but he’s anticipated this, and grasps my thighs with his powerful hands.
“Relax,” he soothes me. “Have I done anything that you don’t end up enjoying?”
“No, Master,” I whisper.
“Then trust me.”
“Yes, Master.” I’m nervous about this plug, but he’s not wrong: Everything intimate he does ends up bringing me immense pleasure, so I decide to relax and enjoy this new experience with him.
“I’ve lubricated it.” He presses something cool at my entrance. �
�Keep your muscles loose, and it will go in more easily, Kailani.”
“Eeek!” I twist my hips instinctively.
He spanks my ass. “Stay still.” Then I hear the click of a lid, and he drizzles some liquid onto my bottom. “I’ll get you used to it first with my fingers.”
He uses his index finger to rub the lotion on my buttocks, and eventually works his finger to my anus. When he presses it inside, I make a little moan but attempt to relax my body as instructed. At first, it feels tight and foreign, but as he works his finger in and out, over and over, first deeper, then teasing the rim of my anus, it starts to feel… good.
Really good.
I squirm and gasp. “Khrys.”
“You like that?” He chuckles. “That’s what I expected.”
He pushes a second finger in with the first.
“Ow, oh.” I suck in my breath—it hurts for one second, then it feels even better than before.
He works his fingers in and out with one hand and uses the other one to reach under and play with my nipples. It isn’t long before I’m moving my hips up rhythmically, wanting more from him.
“Hmmm. I think you’re ready.” He pulls his fingers out. “Ask me for the plug, Kailani. You won’t get my cock today until you’ve enjoyed a good session with the plug, so I suggest you ask me very nicely and convince me to put it into your pretty little ass.”
“Please Khrys.” I gulp. “I want that…” my face gets hot. I don’t want to ask for it.
He slaps my ass. “What do you want?”
“I want—please put the plug into my ass.” My voice is small, but I get the words out.
“Of course.” He puts the plug at the entrance of my ass. “I’d be delighted to plug you, little human.” This time, because my body is prepared, the plug goes right in.
“It will hurt for a bit, then it will feel good again,” he warns me.
“Ouch!” The rim of my anus burns as the thicker part of the plug breeches my body. I’m about to ask him to remove it, when the rest of it slides in, leaving me feeling full.
The pain fades. Khrys grasps the plug and begins to work it gently in my body—pulling it part way out, pushing it in. Twisting it.
Each sensation sets my nerve endings on fire in a way I’ve never known, and I know I need to come soon.
“Kyrs, please,” I gasp.
He pushes the plug all the way back in and spanks me once right on top of it. I almost explode right there.
“Oh, stars,” I mutter.
“Veck, Kailani, I can’t wait any longer.” He gets behind me, and his cock pushes at my pussy. “Are you ready for a good vecking?”
“Stars, please, yes.”
Like always, his huge cock seems like it will barely fit, even when I’m wet, and then when he’s inside me, I never want it to end.
He grabs my hips and pumps me, softly and then harder.
“Does it feel even better with that plug in your ass?” He pulls his cock out and drives it back into me, so hard I brace with both elbows and forearms on the bed.
“Yes,” I whisper. The scent of my arousal and his fill the air—an intoxicating scent that only turns me on more. “Yes.”
Then there’s no need for words as the rhythm takes over. We move together as one until the pleasure explodes over me, and I cry out my joy as he comes, too.
The feeling of his release spurs me on to even greater heights of pleasure, and I come again and again, my whole body suffused with miraculous sensations.
After a moment, he rolls over and flops down beside me, panting. I’m bathed in sweat and delirious with happiness, and I have just enough energy to fall onto my side and push into him. One hand on his thigh, one cupping his buttock, I lie there just existing and enjoying this moment with him.
Khrys.
My mate.
Time floats by, and the sun beams come through the window, lighting on our bodies, making everything glow, at least when I bother to open my eyes for a second here and there just to look at him.
But then—
Eeeeek.
A strange sound comes from a cabinet across the room.
Eeeeerp.
“Khrys?” I rouse myself from my delirious haze. “Is there something—what’s that sound?” I prop up onto one elbow. “It’s coming from over there.”
“Huh?” He blinks.
I smile—he’s as drunk on this feeling as I am.
“There’s a sound. I just don’t know—is everything okay?”
Sqeeeeee.
Suddenly, my eyes widen. “Oh, my stars, Khrys—is it…”
I don’t even want to hope, but it sure sounds a lot like my Whimmie.
He clears his throat and manages to drag himself to his feet. “I was going to wait until we’d relaxed a little bit, but I did something. For you.”
He pulls on his breeches and fetches a small container with air holes from behind the bench. “I got permission from our ag director to keep her for you. They checked her for disease, and she doesn’t have any, and she can’t reproduce so…”
He opens the crate, and there’s a blur of purple and blue.
Squeeeek! The creature races across the room and leaps onto the bed. In a second, it’s in my arms, licking my face with that strange rough tongue. It makes a rumbling sound from deep within its body.
“My Whimmie!” My heart leaps, and I laugh, holding her close. “Oh, Khrys. You got her for me. She’s here.” I hug her and kiss the top of her head. “And she’s all clean, too. Look how pretty she is!”
Khrys rolls his eyes. “She’s tolerable.” He crosses his arms. “For the record, I still consider them vermin. But this one can live...here.” He wrinkles his nose. “With us. For as long...as you want it.”
He’s clearly not thrilled. Whimmie looks at him and growls. Then she jumps to the windowsill and arranges herself into a little bundle to watch the activities.
Khrys crosses the room and sits beside me. “She only bit me once when I fetched her from the ag center,” he says, holding up his hand. “I bet she’ll start to like me eventually.”
“Oh, I’m sure.” I take his hand. “Where did she bite you? Want me to kiss it?”
“Never mind the hand. You can kiss me here.” Khrys gestures to his breeches. “On a very certain area. I know that will make me feel better.”
“One way to find out.” I wink at him.
And the rest of the planet rotation goes very, very well.
Epilogue
Khrys
“It’s so beautiful,” Kailani breathes as we file into the royal garden and take our places. It’s true, the garden is exquisite, filled with flowers and fruit trees, vines and berries all around the perimeter. Hundreds of Zandians gather within the rebuilt palace walls for the ceremony and celebration.
Back when we lived on the Palatial Pod before we recovered our planet from the Finn, King Zander—who still went by Prince Zander—held a banquet for any and all living Zandians on one planet rotation every lunar cycle. We all had the pleasure of dining with the prince and his royal team. He sat on his throne and heard complaints and made rulings.
Now that we’re back on Zandia and the population has grown and spread, formal gatherings happen here and are often by invite only.
Today, Kailani and I are special guests.
King Zander stands at the podium and flips a switch to project his voice. “Greetings Zandians. And you all know by now, when I say Zandians, I include those born into our species as well as those adopted, mated and naturalized. He lets that settle in, his gaze sweeping across the mixed crowd of Zandians and humans and halflings.
“We are here today to celebrate the total and complete eradication of the Z4-A virus from our planet. Every being infected with the virus has now made a full recovery. There are no new cases of infection, and we have a vaccine to ensure we will never have another outbreak. Please join me in honoring those who dedicated themselves to finding a cure and caring for the ill. May I first
present to you my first honoree, the royal physician, Dr. Daneth.”
The crowd applauds as Dr. Daneth walks onto the dais and bows.
“His mate and assistant, Bayla.”
Bayla comes to the dais, curtsies and takes her place beside Dr. Daneth.
“Captain Khrys, the warrior whose methods may have been questionable but who sought and found the answers to a cure off-planet.”
I step up and bow, never taking my gaze from my beautiful mate.
“His mate, Kailani, who repeatedly offered her blood and cells up for our experimentation until Dr. Daneth and his team were able to develop the cure.”
Kailani climbs the stairs to the dais and drops into a graceful curtsy then comes to stand beside me. I wrap my arm around her waist and tuck her against my side, protectively, even though she requires no protection.
King Zander goes on to recognize other members of the team, but I stop listening because Kailani tips her face up to mine. “Dr. Daneth discovered something new in the last blood sample I gave,” she whispers.
On my other side, Bayla cranes her neck to see Kailani around my chest.
I frown. “What is it?” I murmur back, my heart starting to pound.
“I’m pregnant.” Her smile could light a thousand moons.
“Stars,” I murmur, touching her face. “Is it true?” I turn to look to Bayla, who is also smiling.
Kailani nods.
King Zander finishes delivering accolades, and the crowd cheers. I pick up my little warrior to carry her off the dais, suddenly not trusting her feet to touch the ground.
“What are you telling me?” I spin her around.
She giggles, the most beautiful glow lighting her face.
“We’re having a young? Truly?”
Stars, I never wanted young, but now, the thought fills me with so much pride and joy, I can hardly contain it.
“Should you be home in bed? What do we need to do?” I’m suddenly alarmed by the need to protect her at all costs.
Bayla is still near us, and she laughs. “She’s fine. She can keep working with you as an assistant trainer until the baby comes. But after that, you’ll have to find a new assistant.”