The Complete Alien's Bride

by Yamila Abraham

  “Ohh.”

  “Here.” Hern stood and then plucked her up in his strong arms. “I’ll carry you.”

  “Mmm, I love when you sweep me off my feet.”

  He smiled and gave her a soft kiss.

  They must have gone on the moving walkway to get to Xaroth’s bedroom. She’d closed her eyes while Hern held her, to swim in dark heady euphoria. Then she felt that he was walking. They were already in Xaroth’s chamber. The older alien was shirtless, and exquisitely muscled.

  “I gave her Longo Root,” she heard Hern say.

  “And she quite seems to enjoy it.” Xaroth’s raspy voice had an echo.

  She felt the softness of a bed beneath her. Two large warm bodies moved up to either side of her. She turned to Hern first and caressed the side of his face. Then she looked into Xaroth’s eyes, dreamy and drunk. He gave her a predatory smile and lowered down to kiss her. His warm mouth sealed to hers with strength and hunger. He let his tongue pry between her lips at once. It was a carnal owning of her mouth, not the type of sweet kisses she shared with Hern. His passion made her sex clench, and heat stirred in her middle. The responses were pure sexual agitation aided by the drug. Pleasant, but without emotion. She wondered, half-heartedly in her floaty mental state, why she didn’t feel embarassed.

  The clips fastening the top of her dress had been opened while his kiss distracted her. Her bra-clad bosom and diaphragm was exposed. Xaroth broke from her mouth and his hand rubbed over one of her breasts causing her nipple to perk beneath the thin fabric.

  “I see why she so enchants you,” Xaroth said while fondling her. “Such an eager little creature.”

  Hern pulled her dress the rest of the way off her body. “That’s mostly the drug, but also her nature. She’s sweet and accommodating. She’s always ready to sacrifice herself to please a partner.”

  Xaroth tore open her bra. One hard pink nipple came free, perked atop soft flesh. He locked his mouth to it.

  Selena craned back her neck. She felt assaulted with tingly pin-pointed pleasure. A hand was caressing her stomach gently. Even that touch felt sublime. She started to feel an exquisite tightness between her legs. When Xaroth’s mouth popped free the tender flesh throbbed. He pinched and tugged, making her wince. Her drug-sensitized body was suffering arduous stimulation. She squeezed her thighs together against the burgeoning heat. Xaroth continued his torture to her breasts, this time sucking the other side. His body was over hers, making her belly quiver from the warmth he gave off.

  Soft lips brushed against her neck. She knew this gentler caress was from Hern.

  “Are you okay?” His whisper brushed her tender earlobe.

  She squirmed with the top half of her body. “So intense…”

  “Do you want me to tell him to—”

  “No.” The word came out as a moan.

  Xaroth dove his hand into her underwear. He pushed her thighs open, then pried his fingers between her slitted mound of flesh. His digits were met with wetness. He started rubbing up and down her labia with arduous pressure.

  “Ahh!”

  Selena’s back jerked up from the bed. The tightened flesh suffered a barrage of potent tingly agitation. He was pressing hard enough to make her sex buzz inside. Her clit got bumped by his knuckle and pulsated in response. She flailed out with her arms until she caught Hern and then clung to him.

  “Be gentle, Xaroth, please.”

  “No. I think she’s going to come for me.” He kissed her quivering stomach. “You like it, don’t you my dear?”

  She couldn’t form words. He was pulling an orgasm out of her with merciless strength. She clamped her thighs, but the power of his hand was unabated. He continued rubbing her slick cleft with two fingers. Again, it was pinpointed titillation. Her anus clenched and she whimpered. The prickly buzz inside her was being forced toward its aching pinnacle.

  “There…there.” Xaroth’s voice had turned husky.

  Her tender folds were contracting through a clitoral orgasm. Every ticklish spasm made her stomach clench. Xaroth teased her swollen clit with one finger to draw out her forced ecstasy. Selena felt as though she hiccupped through the convulsions. The pulsating twinges made her whole body seize and then shudder.

  Xaroth finally ceased and pulled off her underwear. “What a sensitive girl.”

  Hern kissed her softly. She felt him whisper against her lips. “Impatient brute.”

  She leaned up to rejoin their lips a moment. “It’s okay.”

  “It’s not. It’s only tolerable because you have the drug.”

  Selena hugged him around the shoulders and kissed his neck while whispering further. “That’s all it’s ever going to be between me and him.” Sitting up slightly made her dizzy, but she was able to focus her thoughts through her haze. “Stupid meaningless sex. At least he’s getting me off. I…I can be a dumb sex-toy for him—while I’m high.”

  “Mm.” Hern locked their mouths together with more strength. She could tell he approved of her perspective.

  Xaroth pushed her legs open wide and buried his face between them. Selena gasped. He sucked her agitated clit even harder than he had her nipples.

  “Ngh!” Her back arched. He made her pulse thud inside the tender knot. She dug her heels into the bed.

  Xaroth released her most tender part to lick the full length of her sex with a brutal tongue. It was only moments since her last orgasm and she was writhing in pleasure once again. Hern had to have noted the genuine ecstasy in her face. He swept his hand over both her moistened breasts, lighting ecstatic tingles on both peaks.

  She moaned while straining her hips. Xaroth seemed completely lost to the act of pleasuring her. He licked from her opening to her clit, taking care to mash the tiny delicate opening of her urethra as he passed. Then he paused to suck her inner lips, tugging on one tingling petal with his kiss, then lavishing the other. Selena was wincing. Her stomach muscles clenched and expanded through hissing gasps of breath. She hitched her legs over his broad shoulders and gripped both his horns. Xaroth seemed oblivious. His mouth savaged her florid sex with abandon.

  Hern huddled close to brace an arm around her. His free hand gently played with her breasts. She looked into his eyes whenever she found a moment of lucidity amid the maddening pleasure. His kind features reassured her. She knew it was fine to become so desperate. Hern was there to ensure she suffered no discomfort.

  Xaroth’s tongue speared her opening and undulated within her. His hands gripped her buttocks tight enough to hurt, but she was too overcome by rapture to notice. She let out a long cry. Her insides contracted around his busy tongue. She tried to stifle her sounds, but her body was quaking. Hern hugged her against him. She couldn’t reciprocate the affection. Her body jolted involuntarily through exquisite spasms of pleasure. She had a rush that made her mind swim and all her flesh light with tingles. She stayed in that place of ecstasy, convulsing with shocking power, until finally she became aware of Hern’s embrace, the bed beneath her, and the alien shifting upwards from between her legs.

  Xaroth’s hard member shoved into her. He was as thick as Hern, though no where near as careful. Fortunately her wetness let her open enough to accept him. She had her buzzing insides throttled by the gargantuan organ. His raspy gasps of breath filled her ears. Then she heard a whisper.

  “Is he hurting you?”

  “Nnn.”

  She gripped the bedsheets to brace herself against his thrusts. Her sex felt hot and over-stimulated, but there was a pleasurable tickle deep inside. Xaroth groped her breasts and then latched his mouth to her neck. He started grunting, and his thrusts became stilted. She felt his organ contracting. Seed spilled over the round of her thigh to soil the bed.

  He pulled out rough enough to make her yelp. She saw him wipe his mouth with his wild eyes sparkling.

  “Ngh…magnificent.” His member hung between his legs with a gleam of moisture.

  Hern hugged Selena close to him and caressed her hair.

/>   “Now she belongs to both of us,” Hern said.

  Xaroth stared at him, still looking wild. “Let me watch you fuck her.”

  He made no motion to obey. “She’s tired, Xaroth.”

  “I insist.”

  He remained beside her.

  Selena rolled over to face him. She reached up a trembling hand to bring him nearer. They kissed, and then she moved her lips to his ear.

  “If you want to, I’ll go clean up in the bathroom first. I know I’m disgusting right now.”

  “You could never be disgusting to me.” He kissed her neck. “I’m just angry that he brutalized you.”

  “He didn’t hurt me.”

  “Whisper, whisper, whisper,” Xaroth said.

  “He earned getting to take me that hard after how good his mouth was.”

  Hern’s eyes glimmered at her. He caressed the side of her face. “Ohh…you liked that?”

  She nodded. “Show him how he’s supposed to make love to me.”

  This caused him a soft smile. He sealed his lips to hers with aching passion, joining their tongues eagerly together. Now Selena felt the warmth within her that had been missing. Hern caused ecstasy to flutter within her heart, as well as her body. He moved over her, letting their bodies combine. Selena clung to him. The absence of love between her and Xaroth came into sharp focus. With him she’d been a ribald courtesan. With Hern…she felt like a wife.

  He moved his kisses to her throat, renewing the tingling on her flesh. His lips wove a buttery trail over her bare shoulder, then across her collarbone. He knew better than to torment her nipples. They were still throbbing beads from Xaroth’s abuse. He simply caressed her gently, and then positioned his member to penetrate her.

  Selena gave a low moan as he pushed in. The embers of passion had renewed enough for her insides to stir with pleasure against his organ. She focused on his skillful movements with her eyes closed. Her breath already began to grow staggered.

  Hern paused and she wondered if he was already reaching climax. His body had grown uncharacteristically tense.

  “Don’t touch me.”

  Selena’s eyes opened. Hern was looking behind him. She couldn’t see past his large form to determine the trouble.

  “That’s what I thought,” Xaroth said. “Not even with this oil?”

  Selena’s heart began to race.

  “Xaroth!” Hern said.

  “Stop making a fuss. Here.”

  “How dare you!”

  Hern pivoted off her while also throwing Xaroth off of him. Selena curled up in horror. Xaroth was a few feet away with his clenched teeth bared. Hern’s face had darkened with fury.

  “I said no!”

  “You would humiliate me like this in front of the girl?”

  “She belongs to you. Not me!” Hern was yelling.

  “You think she’s what I wanted? I could have a bride all to myself from this rogue colony. I only accepted half a bride because you were part of the package.” He squared his jaw. “You’re the one who needs to belong to me.”

  “So you can have all the control?”

  “That. And you.” He looked away from him with grief lighting in the corners of his eyes.

  Hern rose and donned his pants. He handed Selena her dress. She hastily pulled it on.

  “We’re leaving.”

  Xaroth lunged beside her. He grasped her arm tight enough to leave a bruise.

  “You’re not taking her with you. She’s my wife as much as she is yours—and this is my time with her.”

  Selena felt tears building behind her eyes. Hern stood staring at them with his jaw quivering.

  “Leave you classless oaf!” Spittle shot from Xaroth’s mouth. “I can’t stand the sight of you another moment!”

  Hern looked downward. He had more despair than anger in his face.

  “Damn you.”

  He strode to the door and left. The first of Selena’s tears spilled. Not for her own situation, but because she knew how heartbroken Hern was to abandon her.

  Xaroth finally released her arm. “Damn me?” he said to the door. “No. Damn you.” He looked at Selena with cruel eyes. “Sleep on the floor, woman. And take care not to make a sound. You don’t wish to try my patience tonight.”

  Selena lay on the carpeted floor perfectly still and silent, until she heard Xaroth snoring. Then she gathered her undergarments and snuck into the bathroom to cleanse and finish dressing. There was still a touch of dizziness from the potion. She found it easy enough to fall asleep on the floor once she was no longer tainted by Xaroth’s seed.

  It had to be early the next morning when she woke. She realized she’d been roused by Let-Shurit’s panicked shouting.

  “What are you talking about?” Xaroth said.

  “Lord Elentinus,” Let-Shurit said. “He’s here! He boarded the ship!”

  Xaroth shouted at him. “For what reason? By the gods!”

  “He hasn’t said. He just demands to speak with you right away!”

  Xaroth shoved Let-Shurit away from him and trounced into the bathroom. Selena climbed to her feet. The flustered manservant looked stunned to see her.

  “My—my dear—are you well? Why were you on the floor?”

  Selena raked her fingers through her mussed hair. “That’s where General Xaroth had me sleep last night.”

  “Oh.” He covered his mouth with the fingertips of one hand.

  Xaroth burst out of the bathroom moments later while attaching armor to his black garb. Let-Shurit followed him to the door only to get shoved back once again.

  “I’ll see to this alone. You stay with her and don’t let anyone see her.”

  “Yes…yes, master.”

  “Especially not Hern!” He exited.

  Let-Shurit placed his face in his hand. “By the gods…such a temper.”

  Selena walked over to him. He gave her a plaintive look. “I do hate bringing him bad news.”

  “Lord Elentinus isn’t the only thing that made him angry.”

  Let-Shurit looked away from her. “Let’s not gossip, my dear.”

  She sealed her lips. She wasn’t actually going to tell him what happened last night; she was only making sure he knew Xaroth’s foul mood had nothing to do with him. Still, she respected his devotion to him. That was more than she’d ever feel for the man.

  She utilized the bathroom for her shower. When she emerged, breakfast was laid out on the table for her and Let-Shurit. This was the first time Selena thought to notice that the Dak-Hiliah ate three meals a day, the same as Earthlings. A few things truly did seem universal.

  Let-Shurit sat at the table with her, but did not lift the cloche from his food. “I’m afraid I have no appetite.”

  “Neither do I,” she said softly.

  He examined her face. “Was he…quite brutal with you last night?”

  She shook her head. Her lack of appetite was due to fear of the future rather than distress from the past. She kept her mind blank, allowing her misgivings to turn into a hazy black dread that hurt her chest.

  An hour passed and their food became cold. The door made a strange buzz. Let-Shurit popped up.

  “Oh, that’s right,” he said. “I’d forgotten that I’d locked it.”

  Let-Shurit tapped the panel on the wall and the door only opened four inches. Selena could see Hern outside. She stood with both her hands bundled to her chest.

  “Let? Open the door. I need to speak to Selena.”

  “Oh no, I’m afraid I can’t. General Xaroth ordered that I don’t allow her any visitors.”

  “Let, please. I don’t have much time.”

  Let-Shurit’s voice became sharp. “Well that’s just too bad, isn’t it? You gave me to this master. I never asked to serve him. Now he’s told me not to let you see her.”

  “By the gods, Let. This is important.”

  She could hear Let-Shurit fuming through his nostrils.

  “I’m begging you,” Hern said.

  Let
-Shurit slammed his palm against the panel. The door opened all the way. Selena ran into Hern’s arms. He held her while turning back to Let-Shurit.

  “Leave us. Please.”

  Let-Shurit looked back with tears in his eyes. “He’s going to beat me for this. Do you even care, mas—General Hern.”

  “I do care, Let. I won’t let him find out. I’ll protect you if he does.”

  Let-Shurit bowed his head. “Just—just a short while.” He left.

  Selena hugged Hern as tight as she could. There was a swell of pain inside her that went beyond tears. Her dread had become desperate now. As though her intuition now warned her of some horrifying future event.

  “Tell me he didn’t hurt you.”

  She forced words out of her tightening throat. “No. I’m fine.”

  Hern pulled back to look at her. “Selena, my worst nightmare is coming to pass. It’s unimaginable. Unthinkable. Lord Elentinus demanded Xaroth reveal all his plans. I was there. Europa colony…he…he plans to conquer them, kill all the men, and imprison the women on planet Hok to be used as pleasure slaves.”

  Selena felt as though her heart had been stabbed. “What?”

  Hern’s face crumbled with anguish. “This…this would set a hideous precedent. It would negate any notions of compassion from here on. Our reputation as ‘noble conquerors’ would be irrevocably destroyed. We wouldn’t even be considered ‘civilized after this. Worlds would no longer surrender to us—they’d fight as vehemently as Earth did once they knew how cruel we could be. It’s sickening—barbaric. It’s nowhere near how we should be conducting ourselves in this new age. That’s Xaroth’s whole point.” He shot her sober glance. “Make—make no mistake. Were it my turn to lead the military I would conquer this moon also, but the men would be sent to your slave colony.”

  “They should be.” She was aghast. “We need more men there.”

  “Only the unattached women would be taken as Dak-Hiliah brides. I wouldn’t tear up human marriages or families.”

  Selena nodded with tears streaking her face.

  “The available women would be distributed to some of our soldiers—those worthy of brides, whom I felt sure would not mistreat them. Some would be handed over to our leaders to be placed with Dak-Hiliah aristocrats and noblemen.”