Alien Romance Box Set: Alien Former: Sci-Fi Alien Romance (Books 1-5)

by Ashley L. Hunt

  I grip her ass and pull her up to gain better access to her delicious gift. Running my tongue up and down her folds, I tap it to her clit with each stroke.

  Her legs are moving as she’s obviously loving every lick, every suck, and every kiss. With nearly continuous moans and groans, she starts shaking. “Caleb! Yes!”

  Moving my mouth to taste the sweet release she’s given me, I press my tongue in to find the hot juices. Then I quickly move up her body and press my aching cock into her pulsing depths.

  I join her in moaning now. Her hot body squeezes my hard dick as it slows the orgasm and with the last little movement, I begin my strokes. Hard and deep I make them into her hot wetness.

  Her hands run over my back and she grips it tight, holding me tightly to her. The way her soft breasts smash under my hard chest is like Heaven to me.

  Her long nails trail lightly over my skin then she makes a bit harder trails. Our bodies move as one to reach the place we want to go.

  The smacking of flesh against flesh fill the room along with gasping breaths. Little moans here and there mark the only change in sounds.

  “Oh, Baby,” I whisper as I feel it starting. “Oh, Baby.”

  She starts to fall apart. “Caleb! Caleb!”

  With her body contracting all over my cock I can’t hold back any longer and give it all up to her. Our loud moans as our bodies move together to the best place in the world combine to form one of the best sounds my ears have ever heard.

  One kiss to her sweet cheek I give her. “Emerald, you make me happy every single day.”

  Her fingers trail over my flesh now supercharged by the climax. “Caleb, you are my hero and always will be.”

  I roll over and pull her to lie on top of me. “Sleep now, Love.”

  Our new lives are better than I ever imagined they’d be.

  CHAPTER 7

  Kataline

  “Look at me Grampa, I’m doing it! I’m flying the kite!” Our oldest daughter, Rosemay shouts out to Kerr’s father.

  It’s her birthday today. She’s seven, and we all came out to Hexultan’s place in the Earth settlement to celebrate the day. He built her a pond with ducks and swans on it. My father sent them from Earth on the last shipment from Earth to the settlement.

  Gleeu and our four-year-old son, Kerry, throw bread crumbs to them as they sit by the water’s edge. Every now and again I catch her looking at her husband.

  He’s lived apart from her at her request. Hexultan has made amends for his poor behavior. His brother enjoys the bedroom at the palace which the King’s things were moved to. Hexultan left all of his belongings to his brother, Xavultan.

  Hex started from scratch, first living in the shack Caleb had built for his wife. It was a hideous little thing. But Hex used his ingenuity and what he calls his Earthling spirit to make a new life for himself.

  He farms the land, by himself. And as a peace offering, I suppose, he sends bunches of the freshest and best looking vegetables to the palace each and every day. Along with a bouquet of wild flowers to place on the table each day.

  The flowers never fail to bring a smile to the Queen’s face. The vegetables bring a smile to mine.

  I sit on the blanket on the purple grass under a large red tree at the edge of the forest where Hex’s house is built. Leaning back on Kerr, as he leans on the massive tree’s trunk, he rubs my stomach swollen with our third child. Another boy for Kerry to play with as Rosemay is much too girly to play with him.

  “Look,” I say as I gesture at his father walking towards Gleeu. “He’s acting as if he doesn’t even realize she’s sitting there.”

  “I see that.” Kerr plays with my hair and I look back to see him taking a sniff of it.

  I giggle. “Look now. He’s saying something to Kerry.”

  I hear his father say, “The black swan is a male, and the white is a female. Tell me Kerry, which color swans will they make for us?”

  “Probably, gray ones, Grandpa. Cause when I mix white and black paints it makes gray.” Kerry tosses some more bits of bread to the birds.

  Hex laughs and so does Gleeu. Their eyes meet and then she looks away quickly.

  Hex kneels down beside our three-year-old. “Do you like the vegetables Grandpa sends to you, Son?”

  “I do. I like the yellow stuff the best of all,” he says then his arms wrap around Hex’s neck. “Thanks for that, Grandpa.”

  “You’re welcome, big boy. You about ready to become a big brother?”

  Kerry’s head bobs, sending his shoulder-length blonde curls swaying over his shoulders. “I am ready to be a big brother. And did Mom and Dad tell you what they let me name him?”

  Hex shakes his head. “No, they have not.”

  “I named him after you Grandpa. We’re calling him Hex, just like your name. On account of, I love you.” Kerry spins to look at Gleeu. “Don’t worry, Grandma, I love you too and Daddy let me get a puppy-fish yesterday and guess what I named her?”

  Gleeu smiles. “Let me guess. Gleeu.”

  Kerry shakes his head again. “Nope. Guess again.”

  She looks confused. “I have no idea then, Kerry. You tell me.”

  “I named her periwinkle. On account of Grandpa used to call you that as a nickname when you guys were young and in love cause those was your favorite flowers.” Kerry hugs her sweetly and kisses her on the tip of her nose.

  Then he runs away yelling for Rosemay to let him fly her kite. It leaves Hex and Gleeu alone and he looks at her for a moment then turns to leave her alone.

  “The flowers you send each day are very nice, Hex.” I hear her say.

  Kerr stops rubbing my stomach and looks at his parents. “Did I hear that?”

  “You did,” I say.

  “Well, I am very glad you like them, Your Majesty,” he says and takes another step away.

  “I see no meadow of wildflowers anywhere near your home, Hex. Where do you get them?” she asks. She leans back on her hands and stretches her long legs out in front of her.

  “She’s kind of flirting with him, Kerr.”

  “I see that.” Kerr’s leaning up to hear better I guess. His face is next to mine. “What’s going on?”

  “No,” his father says and takes a step back towards her. “The meadow is over that hill.”

  Gleeu looks up at him. “You mean to tell me you walk over that hill every day and pick wildflowers to send to the palace? And you have done so for years now. Do you have any reason why you would go to so much trouble?”

  He kneels and looks at her. My heart lurches at his actions. “I do have a reason, Your Majesty. I do it for you.”

  She turns her head slowly to look at him. “Hex, stop calling me that. You can call me what you’ve always called me.”

  “I couldn’t do that. It wouldn’t be right.” He looks away and tosses a piece of bread he found on the ground to the waiting ducks.

  “I’m asking you to,” she says and moves her hand slowly over the ground and touches the tip of his fingers. “I miss you calling me that.”

  “Then I shall, Glee.” He moves his fingers to lace with hers and sits down on the ground next to her. “The sun’s look so beautiful each evening as they set right over this pond. It’s why I built is here.”

  “I think it’s called digging a pond, Hex. Not building it,” she says.

  “You know you’re most likely right. I have no one to talk to so I tend to say things a little wrong now and then.”

  “No one to talk to?” she asks as she looks at him.

  He turns to look at her and their faces as close together. Kerr leans his chin on my shoulder. “I hope they kiss.”

  I smile with his sweet sentiment. And watch as Kerry runs towards them. “Crap! Call Kerry before he ruins it, Kerr.”

  Kerr makes a loud whistle and Kerry turns his attention to us and starts running towards us.

  “Kiss her,” Kerr whispers. “Do it!”

  I cross my fingers and use a little of my gif
t to make sure things go perfectly. I make a gentle breeze blow past them. Her long blonde hair blows over one of her cheeks towards him.

  Hex gently pushes is back behind her ear and her hand meets his. She kisses his palm and then leans towards him.

  “Oh my God,” I whisper as Kerry gets to us and nearly jumps on me.

  Kerr moves me quickly and catches our son in mid-air. “Whoa, slugger. Have to watch Mommy’s tummy, remember?”

  “I forgot.” Kerry squirms in his father’s grip.

  He looks back to find what I have already witnessed. His mother and father kissing and holding hands.

  “Now isn’t that something?” I turn to see a tear run down my husband’s cheek.

  I quickly run my finger over it to get rid of it or Kerry will have to ask why his big old daddy is crying. I know why, though. And my heart swells for him.

  “I wonder if things are about to change again,” I say.

  Bet they are!

  Emerald

  Opening day at the new planet has people coming off the shuttle in the thousands. Caleb is at his best as he greats as many of them as he possibly can and points them in different directions to check out the different areas we’ve made here to start new lives in.

  Caleb had us a huge home built near the cave we found Xavultan in. Water treatment processors were brought in and solar converters and a few low-rises were built for the initial people who will start the inhabitation of the planet.

  The Queen named it, The Euthenian Annex. I thought that was a bit bland. Personally, I wanted it to be called something a little less traditional, like Hoagpaths. But no one knew how to say that. So the Queen got her way.

  The large predator who eats birds he picks from the sky was found to be only one of his species and we managed to capture him and he’s in a large, contained area on display.

  Kerr loves messing with the beast and has staged a show for the newcomers. Kataline sits on the sidelines. No one else knows Kerr is completely protected be her shield and in no danger what-so-ever, but it makes for a good show and makes the planet’s funds grow with each performance he gives.

  And now a special ship lands in front of our welcome building. As I thought Gleeu and Hexultan come off the ship. Hand in hand.

  They got back together and now live out at his farm on the Earth settlement. And Kerr told us they might be coming to see about purchasing a place here.

  I go to greet them as they look around. Neither have ever been here. “Hello, Gleeu and Hexultan. How are you today?”

  The Queen is dressed in tan shorts and a white shirt. Her long blonde hair is in a long braid. Hexultan wears similar shorts and a blue shirt. His hair has managed to gain some color since their reunion.

  Since she left the palace, she also left behind the monikers which have followed her since her coronation many years ago. She no longer wants to be called Queen or anything to do with that title.

  She and Hexultan live like anyone else and they seem very happy together. Hard to believe people can get past such a thing as they have.

  “Kerr told us there’s a forest here with giant trees and you have built some magnificent tree houses in them,” Gleeu says as she runs her arm to wrap around Hexultan’s.

  “We’d love to see the tree houses.” Hexultan kisses her cheek. “My precious wife says she’d like to live in one.”

  “Follow me,” I tell them and walk towards the small area we have where pictures of the tree houses are. “If you like any of them by the pictures then I’ll take you on my personal craft to look at the ones you like in person. How does that sound?”

  I look back to see Gleeu smile. “That sounds wonderful. So how’s it all going so far, Emerald?”

  “Very good, actually. The team of scientists we put together to study the planet and how Euthenian’s might change to adapt to the much larger areas to live in have already studied many of the species here.” I point to some pictures on the wall in the corridor leading us to the tree house sales room.

  A cute tiny primate with thick pink fur and tiny purple eyes peers out of one of them. “These little guys, I named them puff balls, the scientist named them something else, though. It’s a long word I can’t even pronounce.”

  Gleeu runs her hand over the picture. “That is adorable!”

  “Glad you think so because they are abundant in the trees of that forest where the tree houses are.” I smile as her face lights up. “Through studying theses little guys, the scientists think within three generations of people living here, the reproduction rate will climb.”

  Gleeu looks relieved. “So it is like I thought. Given more room their bodies will reproduce more often. That’s what I wanted to hear.”

  She runs her hand down Hexultan’s arm and laces her fingers with his. “Won’t that be nice for future generations, Hex?”

  “It will.” He gives her nose a tweak. “And it was you who spearheaded this whole thing. What a treasure our people have in you, my dear.”

  She drops her head on his shoulder. “Thank you, Hex.”

  Leading them on to the room with the pictures all over the walls of the grand tree houses our construction crews have built, I see both of their eyes draw immediately to the same one.

  “The forest is called Rainbow Forest. As you can see, the trees grow on lines and each line is a different color. Blue, yellow, light green, and a pink color.” I follow them as they walk straight up to the picture they were drawn to.

  “What about this one here, Emerald?” Hexultan asks me. “This one in a blue tree.”

  “I love those precious little blue flowers which cover the tree. It’s perfect!” Gleeu claps her hands and looks at Hexultan with light in her eyes. “Just like the blue gardens you made me.”

  His hand runs over her cheek. “If you like it, it is yours, my love.”

  “Can we go see it?” she asks with the enthusiasm of a child.

  “Of course.” On our way out to my craft, Kerr and Kataline see us and come our way.

  “Mother, Father, when did you two get here?” Kerr asks them as he carries their latest child, Gweneth who’s barely three months old. Their fourth child.

  “Come with us, Kerr.” Gleeu holds out her arms for the baby. Kerr hands her over and wraps his free arm around Kataline.

  “Will do. Where are we going?” he asks.

  “To look at a tree house your mother likes.” Hexultan looks around. “Where are the rest of the children?”

  Kataline smiles. “We put them to work. They’re showing people around for us.”

  “How nice,” Hexultan says as he climbs into the back of my craft.

  The ride to Rainbow Forest is a nice twenty minutes outside the main hub. I look back to explain things to them. “There will be no roads made on this planet. Only hover crafts will be allowed.”

  “And why is that?” Gleeu asks.

  “We want to maintain the integrity of this planet for as long as we can. No digging, no mining, nothing that will hurt the planet. All the homes have been equipped with the latest technologies we have to make use of every little thing we can make use of.”

  Gleeu looks quite proud. “You young people have made it even better than I imagined.”

  Kerr laughs. “Thanks, Mother.”

  Kataline looks at Kerr with such love in her blue eyes. “Since women have been able to do more since the change, we’ve found some brilliant minds that were going untapped. So many people to help come up with innovative ideas has meant a big difference in this place.”

  “Here it is,” I say as I move up a bit higher to reach the deck of the house at the top of the huge blue tree.

  “This is adorable,” Gleeu says as we all get out.

  She hands the baby to Kataline and takes Hexultan’s hand. He smiles at her, “You love it already, don’t you?”

  They walk off, whispering to each other about things they can do with the house. Kerr, Kataline, and I hang back and let them have their privacy.


  “Looks like all’s well that ends well,” Kerr says as he plays with the baby’s hand who looks up at him with her mother’s eyes.

  “The new planet seems to be a hit. We’ll have what’s built so far filled in no time.” I lean up against the trunk of the tree the house is built around.

  So many things have changed, and I think that’s how life is supposed to be.

  I guess some people do get happy endings!