Owned By The Alien Prince

by Zara Zenia

  Owned By The Alien Prince: A Sci-Fi Alien Abduction Romance

  Alien Auction House - Book 3

  Zara Zenia

  Starr Huntress

  Edited by

  Elizabeth A Lance

  Illustrated by

  Natasha Snow

  Copyright © 2019 by Zara Zenia, Starr Huntress

  All rights reserved.

  Cover design by Natasha Snow Designs

  Edited by Elizabeth A Lance

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  This book is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locations is purely coincidental. The characters are all productions of the authors’ imagination.

  Please note that this work is intended only for adults over the age of 18 and all characters represented as 18 or over.

  Contents

  Mailing List

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Epilogue

  About Zara Zenia

  Also by Zara Zenia

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  Chapter One

  Harkzak

  I relished in the fact that the auction house was right by the ocean, off the coast of New Jersey.

  It was amazing to think that just around the bend from that deep blue sea was one of the biggest cities on Earth, Manhattan. I came alive when I came to this magical place.

  I treasured the feel of the wide open spaces. I pined to see the sunsets that turned into magnificent shades of pinks, purples and oranges. I don’t know why, I guess it reminded me of being back home.

  Those hues from the Earth’s own sun always made my heart dance and my mind go wild. I was a drifting soul, a wanderer at heart. I was never satisfied unless I was on the run somewhere.

  There was something about the coastal areas of Earth that made me reminiscent of back home. I had a soft spot for them, let’s just say.

  Even though I had been to countless places around the vast Earth, my native planet of Xicret was my home, my peace and my tranquility.

  There was nothing quite like Xicret, and I was hoping to find the perfect girl to bring back there with me and have her fall in love with it for the same reasons I had.

  This trip to Earth could go one of two ways. I would either get lucky along the way, as I trekked around for my quest, or things could turn sour in an instant.

  I always had to keep this in mind while traveling.

  I was feeling energetic tonight under the soft glow of the full moon as I ran down the beach.

  The sand felt so good between my toes and the rush of wind made my throat burn with a yearning I had missed. Running was my escape, my way of mind therapy.

  Being blanketed under the canopy of stars as the night sky fell like a cloak over the Earth wasn’t half bad, either.

  I wanted to go ahead and find a girl quickly to take back to Xicret with me. I was itching to have some hot Earth chick’s pussy, and the desire pulsed in my huge cock.

  It had been a while since I had tasted a ripe swollen pussy, touched an engorged clit of a virgin who needed a powerful man to take her and show her what it meant to be encompassed by the heights of passion and pleasure.

  Without sounding like a gloating asshole, it was true that Xicret men were notoriously adventurous, incredible lovers. I was no exception to that rule.

  It wasn’t just the sex I was searching for though. Every time my boisterous father announced another auction that would take place on Earth, I always jumped at the first chance to be on the hovercrafts that brought us to the human planet.

  Participating in auctions made me feel important, as if I had some sort of purpose bigger than myself.

  Being a part of those auctions made me feel powerful. I needed to feel the adrenaline rush of bidding on hot girls as they glanced out anxiously into the crowd.

  Being the eldest of four sons meant that my parents were pounding out the pressure on me to find a mate swiftly, and not just one I could toss aside once I got bored with her.

  I needed to find a girl who could be mine forever, bound by spirit and soul.

  My three younger brothers all had human brides by now, beautiful virgins that they took as their own.

  I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t jealous, but that wasn’t a fact that I was willing to admit to any of them outright.

  It was my father’s goal to have a blend and mix of the two species, and so far he’d been incredibly successful on that front.

  He took pride in mixing up the bloodline. Of course, everyone knew that the Xicret race was far superior to any of those on Earth.

  “Harkzak, it’s your turn. When are you going to settle down with a woman?” My father had questioned me the night before I left for the trip down to Earth.

  His eyes burned right through me, a silent demand that I knew I had better honor if I wanted to stay a part of our family.

  “I’ll settle down when I find the right woman, Father,” I had shot back sullenly, always one to be argumentative, especially with my parents.

  My father hated it when I acted rebellious and told me that one day I would have children of my own who would drive me crazy just like I did with him.

  As the oldest, I had always felt the brunt of the pressure presented by my parents. They were easier on my brothers and it wasn’t hard to tell a difference and feel the bitter taste of resentment for being treated differently.

  I felt like I was the experimental child that my parents used as a way to mold the rest of their parenting abilities they already tried out on me that didn’t work.

  It wasn’t enough for them that I had become a successful engineer. I loved my job, and it meant everything to me.

  My job entailed fixing hover ships and working to construct the most paramount flying vessels that could transport us to different planets in the galaxies as rapidly and efficiently as possible.

  The job in itself was complicated and involved brains and skill to pull off accurately. If somebody fucked up, then the ship could fail en route to another planet which would have disastrous consequences.

  I had worked my ass off my entire life and found my job immensely rewarding and significant, but sadly in the eyes of my parents, a life without a wife it was not superior enough.

  I did agree with them on some levels. It was lonely out there, going through life without a mate to bond with. I yearned for a person to call my own, a female companion who would encapsulate beauty, but also be smart.

  I didn’t want some shitty, idiot wife just because she was beautiful. I wanted her to create the entire pleasurable experience for me and be the total package of everything I could ever dream of having in a wife.

  On the other hand, I felt as if my father were a bit of a hypocrite as the leader of our planet. He couldn’t get enough of the girls on Earth. Hi
s metaphorical fill of virgins for the taking was never quenched.

  He was never satisfied no matter how many times he went back to Earth for a fix of human pussy. My entire life he had chased the same dream of taking ripe, fresh virgins.

  My poor, endearing mother had always turned a blind eye, even to this day she’d never admit that she knew anything of the sort of what my father had been up to all these years.

  That took an exponential amount of courage on her part, I was sure of it. She was just too proud to succumb to being a divorced woman on Xicret. She loved her lifestyle and if my father fucked virgins on the side, so be it, as long as she still got to live a life full of luxury.

  In some ways I admired my mother with the way she handled my father’s straying cock. In other ways, I pitied her immensely.

  My brothers and I never approached her to confront her on the situation and we never would. That was a battle all of her own to sort and figure out with my father, and it had nothing to do with my brothers or me.

  I couldn’t blame my father or his thirst for an unsoiled young girl. I loved the smell and taste of a young virgin pussy just as much as he did.

  I woke up starving in the night, hungry for pussy and thirsty to drink up the sweet nectar of a virginal, inexperienced girl. That in itself gave me an electric rush…an amplified thrill.

  I shivered with delight at just the mere thought or vision of a wet, juicy pussy to dive my hungry cock into.

  The initial drive of the tip of my shaft pulling apart a good set of female lips always gave me a rock hard cock and I craved the next girl I could take to spread her legs.

  Dreaming of sex day in and day out was somewhat of a trademark for Xicret men, me especially. The more divine the virgin, the better for me in my opinion.

  From the time that I could remember, my father went to Earth on long trips and didn’t come back for a while.

  I began to miss him after prolonged trips, and I knew my brothers did too. We were all equally suspicious of our father’s behavior, especially in our younger days.

  My brothers and I would question my mother, who would always avoid eye contact with us and would tell us that our father was out on another planet for a business trip.

  She never wanted to discuss the matter and if we pressed her, we would be sent to our rooms without supper. That’s when we began to realize that we were probably better off just keeping our mouths shut.

  As I got older, I learned about the auction house. There was no special name for it, just straightforward plain and simple.

  My mind wandered curiously about what kind of amazing, incredible things were happening there and why my father found it so appealing.

  My father, ever the clever leader came up with the idea for the auction house so that he could have his cake and eat it too, so to speak.

  The mystery of the auction house tormented me until I was finally old enough to venture off of my home planet and visit the place myself.

  His plan was to build his pride and joy auction house on the Earth. It was more convenient for him that way, and provided easy, ample access to as many virgins as he could ever imagine.

  He enlisted his friends and men with great physical abilities and talents for creating buildings effortlessly.

  Everyone on Xicret adored my father and would jump at the chance to help him, especially if it meant they would be named on a plaque on the gates and walls outside for their leadership abilities and willingness to help the king.

  Then came forth the auction house, which was used to transport abducted virgins and auction them off to the Xicret men of our planet.

  It might sound frightening, but the prospects on Xicret were limited when it came to the women. The ratios of men to women were far more in favor to the men, and my father was partly worried that the female gender would die out if he didn’t act rashly in some splendid way.

  This alone gave us the motivating fuel to press on with our quest to build a superior race together with the humans.

  We didn’t want our beloved planet to die out, and that was reason alone to justify us taking virgins home with us.

  He ruled with an iron fist, but at the same time he cherished keeping the people guessing. He loved surprising them out of nowhere with some grand and elaborate idea that he usually took all the glory of in thinking it up on his own.

  Yes, my father the king was quite clever. The only drawback? He absolutely fucking knew it too.

  The idea was to build the auction house which would allow his men to mate with fresh women who had never been touched. If they so desired, they could force the human girls to be their mates.

  My father might have had an insatiable appetite for young virgin human girls, but I was afraid I was coming up fast to match him in that little game.

  My father was ruthless, fearless and unforgiving. But I knew he loved my mom and my brothers and me.

  Even through it all, I still had massive respect for the man who had raised me to be the best I could be, and the future leader of our planet.

  It was never my intention to disappoint either of my parents because I knew they had high hopes and big dreams for me as their oldest son.

  They wanted me to set the bar for my brothers, but unfortunately, they all got married before I had a chance to ever find a bride who was suitable and worthy of my love.

  The women on our planet of Xicret were too demanding and brash. Most of them had a mouths for talking back, not willing to listen to directions or reason.

  I hated that personality trait and it seemed to be getting worse with each new generation. Earth women were far less domineering, and the virgins especially had personality traits that mirrored being timid and yielding.

  With the limited supply of females on Xicret, or those that were simply not worth giving it any effort for a relationship, I felt as if I had no choice but to fly to Earth and find a girl to bring home.

  I left Xicret with the idea that I would work my hardest to find the perfect girl who would be willing to love me back, and not just think of herself as my slave.

  The trip was going to be not only for myself, but to get my parents off my back too. I required a girl who was willing to be at my constant beck and call, no matter what and who would never argue with me.

  The women of Earth were more vulnerable and timid than the women on Xicret, and I needed a change from the drum and droll of the normal frustration around here.

  I had been outside with my father on the night before I left for Earth. “Your mother really hopes you find someone.” His eyes were playful and a smile splashed across his face. He was teasing me, even though I wasn’t really in the mood for it right then.

  It wasn’t like my father to be loose with his emotions. He never wanted to let his guard down, even when it came to his own sons.

  I had stuffed my hands in my pockets. “Yeah well, tell her not to get her hopes up.” I looked out at our moon, which was so similar in size, shape and color to that of the Earth’s moon.

  I had been in an argumentative mood that night, but only because I didn’t want to hear any fucking lectures from my father that night. I already agreed to go on the trip. Couldn’t that just be enough for him?

  I dreamed of finding a girl with a delicious pussy that I could devour as if it were a piece of candy. I wanted to suck on a beautifully wet and glistening clit, engorged for my tasting pleasure.

  I wanted to suck on pussy like it was a lollipop. What human girl could argue with that? If you asked me, having multiple orgasms was an accomplishment most girls should relish in.

  I could only hope that out there in the galaxy she was waiting to be rescued, somewhere, some place.

  I would be the solid solider who could swoop in and save her from whatever dark places she had plunged in her mind.

  It would be my job to awaken her to a new and better way of living. Even if she had to be a somewhat slave to me, her lifestyle would be far better off with me than back on Earth. I was sure of it.
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  “Well I wish you good luck. They have good crew members running the auction house now. It should be smooth sailing for you. There should be no glitches or problems. I’ll be waiting for you when you get back.”

  My father glanced at me. I knew he was trying to wager my internal conflicts, but I held fast to my poker face.

  He was wearing one of his golden robes. His blue skin like mine was strong and tough, and his stature towered over most human males, much as mine did.

  Unique markings like tattoos spread across his arms, just like my own. I was every bit a part of my father as he was for me.

  I loved him, and didn’t want to disappoint him. I was too proud to ever let him know that thought though, and for now I had the mission to find a beautiful girl to whisk away and bring back to Xicret. It would be my job to convince her that there was nothing for her back on Earth.

  It would be a challenge, that much was certain. To me, that was part of the fun and I didn’t mind convincing a girl she was better off with me than some asshole human guy back on Earth.

  I could be reasonable yes, but I had a weakness for impatience. Perhaps it was being the ruler’s son that gave me a spoiled demeanor, but I didn’t care.

  I was on the hunt for a perfect female and that was all I cared about at that moment and until that was fulfilled, I was on a mission.

  “Have you gotten the hovercrafts ready for takeoff tomorrow?” My father raised a quizzical eyebrow at me. He always doubted me, even at the last minute.