Married to the Alien Admiral: Renascence Alliance Series Book 1

by Alma Nilsson

  Tir had to really try not to laugh then and thought to himself. She could never be a slave artist. She is a terrible liar. He reached over and picked up one of the heavy swords and stood next to her. She was still bent over with her yoga pants around her knees. He took the sword and rubbed the width of it against her rear.

  Kara felt the cold sword slide against her bottom and became so aroused with anticipation. Then, without warning, he spanked her with it, and she felt the tingling everywhere.

  “What else have you done to deserve this my human wife?”

  Kara had completely forgotten she was supposed to think of some other things. Her mind was blank with both pleasure and pain. “I had a fantasy about the doctor and masturbated to it.” He was silent then. She did not know if she had crossed a line or not. She still did not fully understand how sex and monogamy were perceived in the Alliance.

  Tir was surprised by what she had just said, and it took him a minute to decide if she were telling the truth or lying. In the end, he decided that she was probably telling the truth. So, he smacked her hard with the sword a couple times. “Do you wish he would have joined us on our wedding night?”

  “Yes,” she replied.

  He smacked her again a couple times and then put the sword down and rubbed her red bottom. He kissed it and licked her anus. “Would you like the doctor to put his penis in here? The place you told me I could never go.”

  His tongue was in her anus now. It was such an unusual but good sensation, she thought for a minute that maybe she did want to try that with someone. If the doctor hurt me, he could probably fix me afterward, she thought and then replied, “Yes, I want you both inside of me at the same time.”

  “You are so naughty telling me before you never wanted to do that,” he said, but he did not spank her again he just continued licking her, now he was moving her down to lay on her stomach while he began licking her vulva and vagina from the back and he had a finger in her anus. “We will have to stretch this out, you know?”

  Kara did not say anything. There were too many new and pleasurable sensations going on. She loved the feel of her breasts against the cold floor and his hands, fingers, and mouth on her most vulnerable areas while she lay with her pants around her knees. Soon he was making her climax and then seconds later he had his trousers down and was pounding into her. He held her by her hair then and pulled on it a bit roughly. “Yes, Tir. I am so bad.”

  Tir loved the feel of thrusting into her like this, he needed her to say something she may not understand, but it didn’t matter, “Say ‘We shouldn’t be here.’”

  “We shouldn’t be here. It is forbidden. It goes against the gods,” she smiled to herself, thinking, See I have learned a lot of things from you. She was rewarded by him turning her over then and pushing her legs down to one side as he began pumping into her roughly and one of his hands pinching her nipples. “This is so forbidden,” she said quietly for good measure even though she had no idea what was so forbidden, she thought having sex on the conference room table was much naughtier than this. Then a thought occurred to her if they were super naughty, she wanted to bring it to the next level for him while he was in the mood to go against the gods. She pushed him back and quickly began sucking on his penis before he could pull her off. She tasted herself on him, and she reflected that she had never done this with any man.

  Tir had only had slave artist lick and suck his penis before. Kara was so different as it was so wrong in this place and as she was not pregnant yet, but it felt so good, her mouth was so much warmer than an Alliance woman, he could not resist her. He had his hands in her short brown hair, intending to push her back, but it felt too good, he just ended up with his hands firmly in her soft hair while she pleasured him with her hot mouth. He was going to come soon. He said as much to her, hoping she would stop but she didn’t she just continued, increasing her speed and pressure until he started to come and then she was perfect, not letting go but her mouth became so gentle guiding the semen out into her mouth. Gods, I am going to die now, it is too good.

  Kara swallowed all of his semen which tasted exactly the same as human men’s, and she wondered then if they were the Lost People. She smiled to herself, Seriously Rainer, after all the other thoughts you have had about the subject, the taste of his semen is what sways you? Classy. Kara got up to her feet, pulling his trousers up as she went and then her own. She looked into Tir’s face with a devious grin, “Later you can punish me for that too.”

  “Don’t worry. I will,” he said as he tried to adjust her breasts back inside her shirt for her. Then he walked over and put on his shirt. “Let’s go. We can come back tomorrow.”

  Kara followed him out the door. There were fewer men practicing there now. They all stopped and gave Tir the respect he commanded, and he acknowledged them, and then they walked on. Kara wondered how many of them had heard them inside Tir’s private room. It made her aroused again just thinking about it.

  When they reached his quarters and went in, she said, “I am going to have a shower alone.” She wanted to have a hot shower now and think about everything. “Just tell me one thing, why was it so bad to have sex in the gym?”

  “Women have their own areas, and as I said before, men and women never practice with each other. Moreover, we are on a starship; Alliance women rarely leave the planet, let alone would go into that particular room on a starship. It was so forbidden, and I loved it.”

  “Even my mouth sucking all the semen from your penis,” she asked as innocently as she could, and he could not help but smile at her feigned innocence.

  “Don’t remind me, Kara, and it was all so wrong. We cannot do that again until you are pregnant. It goes against the gods.”

  She shook her head in disbelief and thought, I am so tired of hearing that. Then she took off her clothes and went into the bathroom. She sat down on the toilet and the toilet adjusted itself for her height, species, and for her specifically. Then she got into the warm shower. Tir had had the engineers take off the safety setting so she could have a much warmer shower than what any Alliance citizen could go into without being burned and she was grateful. She stood under the water for some time constantly telling the shower that she was not done yet when it reminded her that she had been under the water for too long and it would dry out her skin. Finally, when she got out of the shower, the mirror, her good friend, the mirror, greeted her.

  “Good evening Kara. You’re healthy today. Now all you need is a good night’s rest.”

  “Thank you, mirror.”

  Kara went out into the bedroom, accompanied by a cloud of steam the size of the bathroom door and found Tir already in bed probably asleep. She put on her stockings and nothing else, as she liked to sleep with socks on. And she especially liked the stockings Alliance women wore under their dresses as they were even better, warmer and softer than any human socks or stockings she had ever worn. Even more, they went all the way up to her thighs and never fell down. So, she put them on and then got in bed and drifted off to sleep comfortably, thinking all the while, When I escape, I am taking all these pairs of stockings with me.

  In the morning, Tir woke up at his usual time and looked over at Kara asleep. He touched her hair gently before he got out of bed. While he was getting dressed, he looked at her, and he realized that she was wearing her stockings in bed, as one of her feet was sticking out from under the covers. He smiled as he went over and ran his hands up the stocking until he reached her thigh, then he pinched her.

  “Oww,” she said and opened her eyes, “What are you doing?”

  He then playfully grabbed the top of one of her stockings and began pulling it down slowly. “Why are you wearing these in bed?”

  “I like having something on my feet at night, and I must admit these stockings are divine.”

  He took her other leg and removed the second stocking. “It is unhealthy Kara, and I find it a little unhygienic as well.”

  “Says the man who has no problem having s
ex all around his ship.”

  “That is different,” he defended himself.

  She shrugged her shoulders, grabbed the blanket, and turned back over to sleep.

  “Kara,” he said while he touched one of her shoulders. “It is breakfast soon. If you miss it, you will be hungry.”

  She didn’t move, “I am not hungry. I am just tired. Eat without me.”

  “That is bad luck. Come on. Get up then you can go back to sleep.”

  “No, I don’t care about food this morning. I really am tired. I think I’m ill. Please let me sleep.”

  Tir left Kara in the bedroom but was very concerned about her. He wondered if she had caught an Alliance flu, it was going around. He ate breakfast and checked on her again before he left, and she was sound asleep. He went by sickbay on his way to the bridge. Doctor Siu was involved in a private procedure with a patient, so he could not talk with him. But the human, Doctor John, was there and since this was about Kara, he asked him, “Captain Kara was so tired this morning she did not want to eat breakfast. I think she may be ill.”

  John tried to look the Admiral in the eye and not smile at his overprotective attitude. He had noticed that Alliance men talked about women as if they were so fragile and mysterious, he wondered how they ever managed any kind of equality in their civilization. He might have found these tendencies endearing if they were speaking about children or pets, but not adult women, “Does she have any other symptoms besides being tired?”

  “She said she was not hungry, and she just wanted to sleep.”

  “Maybe she just wanted to sleep?” John was just trying to be the voice of reason. “My captain would say if she were unwell.”

  “I don’t know how long you served with your Captain, but she never misses a meal, and she is never that tired. Although, yesterday she had a lot of exercise,” he noticed the doctor’s surprised face expression and clarified, “I was teaching her how to use a sword.”

  “Maybe she has her period? That can make some women tired. I am sure it is nothing serious. I can go and talk to her later if you allow me?”

  “Yes, as long as you take an assistant with you and then report back to me what is wrong with her.”

  John agreed and then watched the Admiral go thinking, I wonder what life is like for Captain Rainer with him taking such extreme care of her all the time? She might prefer to be alone in the brig rather than all his attention. John had not seen Kara in weeks because the Admiral did not want her roaming around the ship and escaping. So, he only knew of Kara’s current condition through the rumors circulating around the ship about her and the Admiral’s sex life and threesomes with the slave Sera. He did not know whether to believe the rumors or not. He assumed that Captain Rainer was doing whatever she thought she needed to do to try and escape, even if that meant having threesomes with these grey aliens. He was not one to judge. He was quite contently working in the Alliance sickbay.

  John was a prisoner of sorts too, but his invisible chains were to the sickbay and learning about Alliance medicine, which he welcomed as it was much more advanced than human medicine. In return, he was sharing information about human medicine, which was much more organic-based. It seemed to him as well that the Alliance doctors were mainly only interested in human fertility. He was surprised at first when he learned that the doctors onboard had never studied any aspect of fertility and that they were denied access to most medicine and procedures that involved only women. When he questioned this, Siu replied, ‘On our planets, doctors are all women. Men are only allowed to be doctors aboard starships and on colonies. When we are at home, women doctors treat us all.’ John was surprised by such a professional separation between the sexes, but he just accepted it as another major cultural difference between humans and Alliance citizens.

  Hours later, Kara woke up and still felt tired. She figured it was all the sword practice yesterday. She rallied herself to get up and dressed so she would not miss the midday meal. She told herself she only had to do one chapter of hieroglyphics, and then she could go back to bed. She had just left the bedroom when Mux came in with her food and said, “Doctor John will be visiting you after the meal.”

  She smiled at this news. After she finished eating, which she did faster than she usually did with the expectation of meeting John, she just waited for him in the sitting room. She waited only about 10 minutes before John, and an Alliance medical assistant came to the door.

  “John,” she said excitedly. “It’s good to see you.” She just nodded to the assistant. “I assume you are here officially?”

  “ I am. Admiral Tir was worried about your health as you missed breakfast.”

  She laughed a little, “I was just tired.”

  “I’m sure that is all it is, but I have to check because he is so concerned like you are a beloved doll.” John was taking her figure in now that he had not seen her in weeks, but it was impossible to discern anything under the Alliance women’s fashion for dresses with no definition.

  He took out a small medical device and held it over her as he talked, “How have you been? I heard you have been a prisoner here in the Admiral’s quarters. I have tried to come and see you, but obviously, I have never been allowed. I guess they thought I would be colluding with another prisoner.”

  “Yes, Tir is suspicious about everything” She sighed, “I’ve been as well as can be expected. I have been learning Alliance hieroglyphics to pass the time.” She wanted to say so much more, but the assistant was there spying on them.

  “I’m sure you are way ahead of me as I only know the ones on the medical equipment so far,” Kara interrupted him.

  “Green Doctor, Green.”

  He looked at her and knew immediately by her expression. She was very upset by something. Code Green was something used to signal an emergency evacuation. But he needed to keep talking as not to raise suspicion from the assistant, “Interestingly, I have been sharing a lot of information about human women’s fertility. I honestly think they are never going to solve their problem with less and less Alliance women being born. I just hope that whatever is infecting Alliance women does not spread to the human women that have been taken to the capital planet. I believe it is something in the environment.”

  “What about Alliance women living off-planet?”

  “You’re joking, right?”

  “No.”

  “Alliance women, except for slave artists, don’t leave the planet if they are of child-bearing years except under extreme circumstances. And slave artists are forbidden to have children if they have chosen that as their profession.”

  “Well, all of that is terrible.”

  “I know,” said John and he wanted to ask her about Sera and the threesome but held his tongue in case it wasn’t true. No matter what their situation now, he was still her captain.

  “I didn’t realize that Alliance women were so put upon. I thought they were more equal like on Earth. I hear conflicting things from Tir.”

  “I don’t know,” said John. “It is strange because some things for men seem skewed the other way.” He stopped scanning her then and asked, “Kara, you are six weeks pregnant, did you know you were pregnant?” He wondered if that was what the ‘Green’ was about, aborting the child.

  “No. I don’t feel pregnant. I think you must be mistaken. I can’t be,” she was genuinely shocked.

  He showed her his scan and said flatly, “Congratulations.” John looked into Kara’s eyes, and they both knew that this was trouble. He had thought, like Kara, that even though Alliance citizens and humans were genetically compatible in theory, the thought of mixing two species without heavy medical intervention was impossible.

  Kara immediately touched her abdomen, “Is it a little monster? Mixing species like this?” Images from horror movies popped into her mind of deranged doctors mixing species — aliens creating hybrid monsters.

  “It’s not a beast; it’s only a baby.”

  Kara was listening to all of this. Of course,
she knew this is exactly what Tir wanted to achieve. To show that humans really were the Lost People and that it was the gods’ will that humans be integrated back into their society. But she felt a bit of betrayal at providing this for him, for even welcoming his touch, as it may mean the extinction of humans. There are so few of them and so many Alliance citizens and too few Alliance women.

  “I feel sick,” she said and got up and went to the toilet to throw up. She was sick from the idea of being pregnant with a hybrid child and what that would mean to all the religious fanatics in the Alliance. When she finished, she splashed some cold water on her face.

  “You are dehydrated, Kara. You should drink some water.”

  “Why didn’t you tell me I was pregnant, mirror? I thought we were friends,” she said sarcastically.

  “Pregnancy is not within my parameters. Only men serve on starships.”

  Kara sighed and went back in to sit on the sofa across from John. “Tell me now what happens? How much longer until it is born?”

  “You don’t know?”

  “Why would I ask you if I knew? What do I know about babies? I was never thinking of having a child. I don’t want to be a mother.” She had ended her last relationship with a man named Micah because she didn’t want to sacrifice her career for a family. She never thought she would be able to become pregnant with Tir. Her menstrual cycle had been crazy this past year, and he was a different species, Wasn’t he? She noticed his assistant looking at her in shock and reminded herself to curb her comments.

  “Gestation in humans is 40 weeks and 45 for Alliance citizens. I reckon we should aim for about 42. Otherwise, you don’t need to do anything differently as you are hardly doing anything now. Just try not to become too stressed about the situation.”

  She gave him a scathing look, “Sure, I am going to have an alien’s baby on an alien ship that might just be the greenlight to overtake humanity based on Alliance religious zealousness, but you tell me that I should not get stressed out about it?”