Married to the Alien Admiral: Renascence Alliance Series Book 1

by Alma Nilsson

  Tir saw that she was frozen. Time was passing. He was losing his moment. He began stroking her sex with his finger, looking into her eyes to watch her reaction. He brought her back to the brink again and then demanded, “Say it, Kara.”

  Kara’s eyes were closed. She was so close again. She was squirming closer to him. She wanted to find her release. He was holding her so tightly she was sure she would have bruises on her thighs. All she felt was the cold air on her sex.

  “Say, husband.”

  Kara opened her eyes and looked into Tir’s expectant face and could not bring herself to say it.

  Tir waited and then began again with his tongue to bring her back. This time took longer, but he thought for sure, she cannot resist this now, she must be almost in agony.

  Kara had never been so aroused in her life, and when he moved away from her this time, it only took a few seconds before she whispered, “husband.”

  “Louder,” he said sternly.

  “Husband,” she said impatiently.

  Tir rewarded her by going back to her with his tongue and working her up again.

  She wanted this so badly.

  He began putting a finger into her vagina and slowly moving it, in and out, while he licked her with his tongue.

  Kara thought she was going to die from pleasure. She even repeated the forbidden word to him a couple times more to make sure he would not stop again, “Husband…husband…” then it was just all sounds of building pleasure and she cared nothing for the shame in the word she was uttering, although Kara knew she would regret it later when her mind had control of her body again.

  Tir was so aroused himself at the sound of her words and the smallness of her sex, “You are so tight, Kara.” He had heard that human men had smaller penises, but he had not really considered what they might mean for human women until now. His wife was warm, wet, and tight, and it made almost crazy with lust. He had never wanted a woman so much.

  Kara was so wet she could feel her moisture against the top of her thighs. She was in ecstasy. Kara had no idea how long this went on for, but when he finally brought her to orgasm, it lasted for a few minutes, maybe longer and it took her several more minutes to recover. Then she began trying to take his clothes off, but completely unfamiliar with the Alliance clasps. Her shaky fingers were clumsy. In the end, she finally gave up and admitted, “I’ve no idea how to take off your clothes.”

  Tir watched her trying to figure out the clasps on his clothing and thought that humans might be the most adorable species in the galaxy. When she finally gave up, he showed her how they quickly came undone by applying pressure on the inside of the clasp.

  Kara undressed him now and touching his cold grey, muscular body with her hands that looked almost surreal next to his skin.

  Tir was watching her pink hands, marveling at the diversity in color, her human hands on his skin. He expected to be repulsed by an alien touching him so intimately, but unexpectedly, as everything else was with Kara, it felt natural.

  Kara managed to take all his clothes off and marveled at his muscular body utterly devoid of any body hair. She immediately went down to her knees to take his large, ridged penis in her mouth.

  “No,” Tir said sternly. He wanted to explain that it went against the goddess unless she was with child but could not, explain it at the moment. He just took her hand and urged her up and back.

  “I want to be on top,” she said, wanting to be more of an active participant.

  Tir was surprised but acquiesced to her request. He laid down, and she positioned herself, dripping wet over him.

  Kara began slowly taking him into her, her hand around his large penis, “You’re so big and the ridges...” she trailed off. He felt so good inside of her she could not speak anymore, but she did remember the Doctor was still there and made eye contact with him as she lowered herself onto Tir. It felt sexy that he was watching her, and Kara wondered if he would masturbate thinking about her later. That perverted little thought also gave her pleasure.

  Tir was watching Kara bring herself down on him and thought She looks like the embodiment of the goddess herself. The handsome necklace was nestled divinely between her breasts that moved gorgeously with her gentle movements. She was so tight, wet, and warm. It took everything he had not to orgasm immediately. He tried to focus on something else and asked stupidly, “Human men don’t have ridges on their penises?”

  Kara was not going to answer him now. She was beyond talking.

  Tir instinctually grabbed her hips tightly to stop her from moving, “Kara, open your eyes and answer the question.”

  Kara was shocked. He stopped her. She opened her eyes, “Just smooth, no ridges, now let’s get back to this. I don’t want your doctor to think I’m a terrible lover.” She looked up at the Doctor again. She could see the desire in his eyes too. She looked back down at Tir then and began moving watching him watching her. Watching his large grey hands move over her hips and breasts.

  Tir let her ride him faster and faster, even though he knew he was flirting with his own end. He put his hands on her breasts. He loved watching them sway gracefully with her small movements.

  “Put your hands on my hips,” she said breathlessly. Tir did, and then she said, “Press me down harder against you.”

  Tir had his hands on her hips, pressing down in circular motions so that she could grind against him for a few minutes. He then urged her up with his hands off of him, “Let me lead you,” then he balanced her slowly over him, lifting her up and down, just so the tip of his penis would gently touch her, flirting with her sex.

  “That feels so good,” she said quietly. “I’m going to come again, but I want you inside of me.”

  Tir guided her hips down on top of him so that his penis was entirely inside of her again. He put his hands on her hips again and moved one finger closer to her anus. He was toying with it there to see her reaction. He finally gently put his little finger in and saw her pleasure. He put his other hand between them to make sure that her clitoris was rubbing against his thumb while she moved on top of him. It was not long before she was coming again. He had to think of his engineering instructor at that moment not to come himself.

  As soon as she finished, he tenderly flipped her onto her back, “You are so beautiful, Wife. I’m going to enjoy having sex with you every day.” Then he found her vagina and entered her again. The new position added new friction.

  Kara was looking up at this gorgeous grey man who was now pounding into her and thinking that maybe being married to an alien would not be all that bad for the time being. She was going to be with him. She lifted her legs so high that it was obvious she wanted him to take them over his shoulders.

  Tir held her ankles together over one of his shoulders as he thrust into her. It was not long before he lost himself in all the warm, wet exoticness of his human. Then he laid down next to her and pulled her close.

  After a minute, Siu rose and said, “May the gods be with you both and grant you many daughters.” Then he let himself out.

  Kara remarked lazily, “I forgot that he was here.”

  “No, you didn’t. I saw you looking at Doctor Siu every once and awhile.”

  “It was shocking to have an audience.”

  “You are a terrible liar,” Tir remarked. When Kara said nothing he continued, “I’m sure Siu found it just as arousing to watch you as you did to be watched by him. You’re gorgeous Kara, and you certainly put on quite a show.” Tir was absently rubbing the exotic hair on her vulva as he talked.

  “What do you mean?”

  “Human women are much more vocal than Alliance women, all your wonderful sounds. I’m sure that he has gone to relieve himself with another woman onboard, but he’ll only be disappointed she isn’t human.”

  “You’ve Alliance women onboard? I thought there were only men on Alliance ships?”

  “Of course, there are women,” he did not want to mention what kind of women they might be.

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��Are we married now, or is there a blood ritual?”

  “Yes, we are married, but we could add a blood ritual if you want?” he asked seriously. He had no idea what humans did to mark special occasions.

  “No, I’m fine without it,” Kara replied, wondering how often Alliance people did include a blood ritual in marriage ceremonies. Her mind was running to how the blood might be used, and if the witnesses were involved. Then she shook her head slightly to clear her thoughts and looked at Tir, “What do you expect me to do as a wife in your quarters like this?”

  Tir had never heard such a ridiculous question, “We’ll have children together in a monogamous relationship. The Alliance needs children, daughters.”

  “Is that it? How do you know we, Alliance and humans, can even have children together?”

  “We know,” he assured her.

  “I’m not like a pet or anything. What am I bound by?”

  “You’re bound by your loyalty to me and I to you. You’re not a pet,” Tir was beginning to realize Kara had no real concept of what a marriage was.

  “Can I leave your quarters?”

  “Not until you prove your loyalty to the Alliance and me, as I said before. But I’ll allow you to see your crew off and tell your women what is happening under the supervision of myself and my guards. And don’t doubt me, if you try to escape you will be punished.”

  “How do Alliance husbands punish their wives?” she asked, baiting him.

  Tir sat up and looked down at her, “Do you want me to punish you right now, just for the asking?”

  Kara looked at him and was ready for him to take her again in all new ways. She wanted to see his dominant side, “I’m hungry and need food, but then I do want to see you try and punish me for the asking… Husband.”

  Departures

  “How much do you know about Alliance culture?”

  “Not much,” Kara admitted. “What does this have to do with food? Call your young man and have him bring me some food, vegetables if you please.”

  “Kara, we only eat at certain times of the day.”

  “It must be close to eating time, right?”

  Tir shook his head, “We missed it.”

  Kara sat up in the bed, she was still naked, “When is the next mealtime?”

  “Seven in the morning.”

  “Tomorrow?”

  “Yes.”

  “And we can’t have any food now?”

  “It goes against the gods.”

  “I don’t believe in any gods. Get me some food,” Kara demanded.

  Tir sat up, “As an Alliance citizen and my wife, you do believe in the gods now. As such, you will pray to them every day, and you will obey the prescribed eating times. You aren’t a wild human animal.”

  “Did you just call me ‘a wild human animal’? You insufferable grey-skinned arrogant Alliance man. At least I never had to abduct anyone I wanted to sleep with.”

  “I didn’t hear any complaints from you an hour ago, wife.”

  Kara jumped out of bed and tried to put on her dress which she failed because she could not close the clasps. She stomped her feet in frustration and without closing her dress went out into the dining room, looking for any food.

  Tir followed Kara naked into his quarter’s small dining room.

  Kara was so angry at finding no food she took an empty ceramic wine cup and threw it at Tir who was standing in the doorway.

  He caught the cup quickly before it hit his face. Then he went over to Kara, picked her up, and carried her back to bed. All the while saying, “I’ll make you forget you are hungry, and tomorrow morning I promise you’ll have food.”

  Kara said nothing. She wanted to struggle, but she was too tired now and too hungry. The last fight she had was in throwing that cup.

  Tir removed her dress and lay her in bed gently. Then he lay down next to her. It wasn’t long before his light caresses became more intense, and within the hour they were making love again.

  Kara didn’t know what time it was except that it was night. She was naked lying next to Tir. They both were awake. She touched the heavy and ornate necklace he had given her, “Do your people always give necklaces away when they marry?”

  Tir shifted in the bed so he could look at her. He ran a finger down the side of her cheek, down her neck and stopped at the necklace, admiring it against her golden skin. “No, we usually exchange bracelets, but I have none here. But we do give jewelry to our wives as presents the day after we marry, so I thought this would do for now.”

  “Bracelets sound fitting, like shackles,” she could not help but comment.

  He frowned and looked into her eyes, “I know you think I’ve forced you into this and in some ways, I have. But I also prayed on this, and I know this,” he touched his heart with one finger, “this is meant to be.”

  Kara assumed the finger over his heart meant he was speaking from his heart, “You forced me to marry you,” she ran a hand down his muscular grey chest. “But I don’t understand why we needed to be married at all? I find you attractive enough, but to be married as a human is a disgrace.”

  “As I have told you we have…”

  “I know, a demographics conundrum, you need women, but we don’t need to be married to do this,” she moved her hand lower to stroke his penis, and he closed his eyes momentarily. “Not that I didn’t enjoy the little show we put on. I don’t understand this need to say we belong to each other.”

  Tir removed her hand from his penis and pushed her on her back, holding her hands above her head. His finger found her vagina, and he followed with his erect penis, all the while looking down at her. “Open your eyes,” he told her.

  Kara could hardly obey him as he was giving her so much pleasure, “This is your new life. You’re an Alliance citizen, and that becomes before everything you knew before. Moreover, you are mine as I am yours. If you try and escape, you will be punished. If you manage to escape and I retrieve you, I’ll kill you myself.”

  “I don’t think you could ever kill me. You enjoy me as much as I enjoy you, as strange as this all is,” Kara said breathlessly. He was thrusting into her with his ridged penis in such a way she could hardly think. Of course, she would try to escape, and she knew in the back of her mind he would probably kill her for it, but for now, there was this, and she was enjoying herself.

  “Do you hear me?” he said a bit breathlessly.

  Kara nodded, but she had missed what he had just said.

  Had Kara been listening, she would have heard him mention a three-some with Doctor Siu, but she had been enjoying herself too much to listen and so she had just agreed to it.

  Tir then let go of her hands and grabbed her hips to thrust into her more deeply.

  She was lost in ecstasy.

  An hour later, Kara lay across Tir’s strong, grey, naked body, “Tell me again, what are the differences between humans and Alliance citizens?”

  He answered her quietly while running his hand through her short brown hair absently, “We all have grey skin and black hair with green or grey eyes. We aren’t as colorful or as beautiful as humans. And as you noticed, ridges in certain intimate places.”

  She smiled and put her hand down to feel the ridges on his penis, but they were only noticeable to the touch and not protruding against his skin as they did when he was aroused. She wondered why human men had not developed such a fantastic enhancement, given the two species were almost identical. “But there must be more differences?”

  “Well, there is the heat, men are comfortable at 15C whereas I think you like it at 19C?”

  “Try 23C, but it is not like I’m going to die at 15C, I just need warmer clothes.”

  Kara got up and went into the bathroom, then she came back out and admitted, “I don’t know how to work your toilet.”

  Tir joined her in the bathroom. He could not help but touch her arm gently as he passed her. He loved the way she looked wearing the large, colorful necklace with nothing else on. It hung beauti
fully between her breasts as she stood waiting for him. He touched a section behind the toilet on the wall, and a virtual menu appeared.

  “I can’t read Alliance,” she said. “Human translators are for the spoken word only. Maybe you could get me an Alliance translator? Then, I could speak and read with everyone in the galaxy.”

  “Not until you have proven yourself loyal to the Alliance and me, until then I don’t want you having access to everything in my quarters, so you will just have to memorize the basics.” He then showed her which buttons to press. “The toilet will remember you after this.” Then he left the bathroom and closed the door to give her some privacy.

  Kara sat down on the toilet that now adjusted itself for her height and thought about her situation. She decided she would turn her translator on and off when she could, to try and learn not only their written language but their spoken language as well. She figured it could not be too difficult as she spoke a few human languages and she was surrounded by the Alliance language everywhere onboard his ship. Moreover, it would be a key to her escape. Humans still loved their little nuances so unlike the rest of the galaxy where every civilization had one language, humans still had many, so their translators could be mentally turned on and off. It was also true that humans took the time to learn other world’s languages as well, something that aliens found useless and a waste of time. Kara smiled to herself, Not such a waste of time now as she knew how to learn a foreign language, how to look for the patterns and practice.

  Kara now focused on the task at hand. It took her some time to relax and pee. She took in her physical self as she sat on the toilet. Her vagina felt it had been well-used by his large penis, her nipples raw from all the attention they had just received and she was somewhat shaky from all the orgasms, but surprisingly, she was still aroused. After she finished, the toilet cleaned her, which was probably the most embarrassing part about smart toilets. Then she looked at herself in the mirror, her naked body and the necklace around her neck. She absently touched the Alliance jewelry, the foreignness of it and thought, This isn’t forever.