Her Alien Abductor (Aegarian Saga)

by O'Hurley, Alexandra

  “We had one reason and one reason alone for lengthening your life. Your soul mate is only thirty-two Earth years old. You are twenty-eight Earth years old. If you were to die at seventy-five, he would live another hundred or more years without you and that would crush him. If you choose to Join with him, of course.”

  “What if I don’t choose him? I will be sent to earth to live out my long two hundred plus year life? No, you assume too much. You assume I will say yes and accept this man with open arms. I’m supposed to believe all this hooey and give in to what you tell me?”

  “Hooey?”

  “Nonsense. Tall Tales. Bullshit. You understand those?”

  “Such fire. Makes my blood boil.” His sly grin and sarcasm just pissed her off all the more. “You will be granted access to the archive information which we uncovered and the research we did in the ten years which followed. You will be given access to this village, escorted by myself, or your lady’s maids of course, for your safety. You can ask any questions you may have. We have nothing to hide, and you can make the decision for yourself whether you believe the ‘hooey’ I have told you.”

  “For my safety, more like so you can keep an eye on me. What if I choose to travel the village alone?”

  “That will be your choice. But an Earthling wandering the streets of the village will surely be a sight for them to behold, even though you look so much like us it is apparent you are not Aegarian and there will be questions, I am sure. Their curiosity may get the better of them. And if the truth came out, some may not be happy an Earthling is the mate of the General.”

  The glimmer of threat in his tone worried her. “They would harm me?”

  “I should hope not. But I can’t say the answer is no. You are different. And not all our people may be glad you are here.”

  “So exactly where is here?”

  “You are in a village on Planet Dsh’Attar, the closest planet in our Empire to Earth. This is an Inoc planet, but this is a small settlement of Aegarians who have lived here for about 400 years.”

  “I thought you said the Inoc were the enemy you fought in the civil war?”

  “You follow along very well. After everything I just told you, I am surprised you remember.”

  “Be careful of what you tell me. Your words may come back one day to haunt you.”

  “The Inoc were our enemy, but that was almost two million years ago. We have lived peacefully with the people of the Inoc D’Attar for hundreds of thousands of years. Many Inoc are now on the Emperor’s council.”

  “For a civilization which has been around for millions years, I expected many more technological advances, yet this village looks very simple from what I see over the balcony.”

  “Actually, this colony was created by a group of our people who were tired of the pace of our cities and decided to make a quiet community on the outskirts of our Empire. They created a simple village with few of our technologies. Believe me, our cities can be quite overwhelming, another reason you were brought here. It is the closest planet to Earth in our Empire, and its quiet nature was a good place to introduce you into our society.”

  “You said there were subtle differences between our people. What are they?”

  “Well, for one, height and build. As you have probably noticed, our soldiers are all very tall. Most men stand around seven feet. Our women are all tall as well, most at least six feet. As such, our builds are thicker and stronger. Other things are larger on us, longer fingers and larger feet, but it is proportional to our heights, of course.”

  “Larger feet, hmm?” Kaya felt the red tide rush across her face, not believing she had even uttered the stupid, immature remark.

  “Yes, which is actually something I need to talk to you about as well.” Lord Fatel lifted a large case resting by his feet. “Your mate is indeed larger in all ways than what you are accustomed to in a human man. You will need to prepare yourself, in the event you do accept this life.”

  He opened the case and turned it to face her, and she nearly passed out with embarrassment. The case was filled with what looked like varying sized phalluses. Her blush crept over her again, and she felt like she would sink into the pillow she was sitting on. Or at least she hoped the thing would shallow her whole.

  “What in the hell are those for?”

  “Preparing your body, unless of course, you enjoy pain ripping through your vagina. Your Daya N’goul is quite large, equal in size to the largest B’itakke in this case. I suggest you find the one which fills you with the least amount of pain and stretching, and wear it at night. And when you get accustomed to the size, go to the next, until you are comfortable filled with them all.”

  “I only agreed to wait the month in order to learn and meet him; I did not say I would agree to have sex with him.”

  “If you choose to stay at the end of your month, if you choose to stay with your mate, you will take part in the Joining ceremony the very next day. In the Joining, you will have the blessing cast over your joined bodies, and he will fill you with his seed. I know you have not made a decision, but there is nothing wrong with preparing yourself, just in case. I would not want to see you hurt.”

  “I’m not going to go to bed wearing these. How would I sleep? There is no way.” More heat flooded her face, but she wondered if it was from the embarrassment, or the sexual need which began to quake within her core. The thought of being impaled with the large phalluses was enough for her nipples to tighten and her breathing to grow shallower.

  “Well, I will leave them, and you can make the decision for yourself later. You have been given a lot of information to ponder, and I will drop the subject for now.” Lord Fatel moved the case from view and smiled at her, a knowing look swirling in his eyes. “Would you like to see the village? I can show you around. We also need to deliver you to the dressmaker for measurements so she can create clothing for your stay.”

  “I would love to see the village, but I can’t go outside wearing this.”

  “You look beautiful in anything, but I agree about the sheet. What is wrong with your dress?”

  “You can see through the material. I don’t make a habit of exposing myself in public.”

  “This is the garb of our women, and you will become accustomed to it in time. Your body is a work of art. Why shouldn’t the people see what splendor you have?”

  Kaya blushed again, her eyes dropping and catching a glimpse of his erection again. Curiosity winning over embarrassment, she had to ask. “I felt you against my stomach yesterday, and now I see you’re erect again. I thought my mate was the one who was attracted to me?”

  “Your mate becomes erect once smelling your pheromones and feeling the effects of Daya N’goul. But that does not mean another man cannot find you attractive.”

  “But you’re my teacher, whatever that means. If I am to see you regularly for this month, I would hope you would control yourself.” A part of Kaya hoped he would lose control, but fear spiraled through her at the thought of where it could lead.

  “I will try to curb my passion, but looking at you makes it difficult to do such. You should take my erection as a compliment. I desire you. That does not make you feel good? To be wanted?”

  Yes … it felt wonderful to have this handsome, intriguing, arrogant man desire her. She felt the heat rise across her face once more and another heat blaze down to her pussy, thinking about him using his wondrous body to give her the pleasure he so obviously wanted to rend from hers.

  “No, I don’t see it as a compliment. I see it as you not being able to control your lascivious nature, but why should I be amazed Aegarian men were not so different from Earth men and their lack of control over their sexual appetites.”

  Her blush apparently showed him the truth, when she spoke a lie.

  “I can smell your wetness from all the way over here.”

  Kaya visibly blanched.

  “Which is another difference. Our sense of smell is more greatly attuned than humans, as is our he
aring and sight. So do not try to lie to me, I will know it for what it is.”

  “I’ve not lied to you.”

  Lunging over to her pillow, Lord Fatel pinned her down beneath him, pulling her arms above her head and holding them with one large hand. Her back arched instinctively to take the pressure off her arms and back, bringing her breasts in tightly to his muscular chest. Her heartbeat escalated; part in fear, part in desire. She felt the thrumming of it in her chest and could hear the noise within her ears. His weight on her made it difficult to breathe, but it also made her want … made her need … in a way she could not describe.

  He lowered himself down a bit and took a hard nipple into his mouth through the fabric of the sheet and suckled it, bringing a harsh moan from her mouth. How dare my body betray me like this? She did not want him to overpower her, but oh goodness; she didn’t want him to stop. He moved the sheet away and suckled her nipple, laying swirling circles around the tight bud with his tongue, and with each pull to the aching skin, a shot went straight to her womb. The pleasure building there became overwhelming, and she rubbed her groin to his, feeling his hardness rub against her mound.

  He lifted his head from her breast, and she whimpered in protest. The warm air felt cold against her wet nipple, as it was nowhere near as fiery as his mouth. He grinned down at her and bent again to lave the other nipple. She moaned in delight and began rubbing her pussy against his huge erection.

  Lord Fatel raised his head slightly, pulling away from her hard nipple. “Naughty girl. You can’t have my cock inside you, unfortunately. I would give you all you could take if I could have you.” He glanced over her head. “But I can give you something to take the ache away.”

  He reached above her with his free hand for the case of faux cocks. Opening it quickly, he pulled out the first phallus, the smallest of the bunch. He set it down beside her, and then used his free hand to pull the sheet up to her hips.

  “Please….” Kaya whimpered, her body betraying her, still rubbing against his hardness.

  “Please what? Please don’t? Or please don’t stop?”

  “No … don’t.” And that was all she could say as he forced her thighs apart with his powerful body and pushed the cock inside her. She nearly screamed in pleasure as the device was slowly inserted in her pussy.

  “No, I think this one is too small. It slipped inside you much too easily. But then again, you are just so wet and ready, which could be the case. How about we try another?” Before she could respond or consider the fact she should be embarrassed at her wanton display, he grabbed the next two sizes and pushed the smaller of the two inside her. “Too easy.”

  He then grabbed the third, and pressed it inside her, stretching her more. Sensing her momentary discomfort, he paused for a moment to allow her to grow accustomed to the size. After a moment her traitorous body was grinding against his hand, feeling the cock inside her massage the walls of her sex.

  “I still think you can accept more, can’t you, my wanton little Princess? Let’s try another.”

  Kaya whimpered and whispered a weak ‘no’. He smiled at her pathetic plea, knowing it for the lie it was. He took the fourth phallus and slowly pushed it against her opening. He rubbed the B’itakke against her wetness, lubricating the cock. He then pushed the head just inside her lips. After a moment, she began trying to pull the cock inside her with the muscles of her sex, grinding against the phallus, feeling the pleasure build to fever pitch within her body. Her brain was switched off, her body open only to feeling the pleasure his intrusions were creating within her.

  “I knew you would react like this. I can sense your heat, your desire, your sexuality. You are a prize for any man, smart, beautiful and full of passion for carnal pleasure.” He looked down at her and grinned. “I hope the General appreciates you as much as I do.” With that, he slid the large cock inside her with one thrust, making her scream out with her pleasure at the intense feeling of fullness.

  He waited one moment to allow her to adjust and then began the slow in and out motions of the sexual dance. She ground herself into his hand as he took a nipple back into his mouth, suckling her as he continued to pump the phallus within her. Soon after, he released her hands, and she wrapped them around his head and shoulders, arching her back more, pressing her breast closer to his mouth. She held his head tight and rocked her hips to the rhythm he was creating with the phallus in his hand.

  Kaya was so close … and once he bit her nipple hard, she came with a violence she had never sensed before. Wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her body from her head to the tips of her toes. She closed her eyes, and tried to catch her breath. Embarrassment prevented her from gazing upon his face, this man who had forced himself on her, yet had given her more pleasure than any other man in her life.

  “Open your eyes, little one.”

  She slowly opened her eyes to him, and her blush followed soon after.

  “Do not be ashamed at such passion. It is truly a gift in a woman to be able to feel such pleasure, to respond so to desire. You deserve to be loved and pleasured like that every day of your life, so do not feel embarrassed you found orgasm by my hand. You are too beautiful a treasure, as is your desire, to waste time on such guilt and remorse.”

  Tears formed in her eyes. The day had been overwhelming, with everything she had been told, everything which had happened thus far. He kissed the tears from her eyes and drew her into his arms, holding her close to his warmth. Unsure why she felt so safe in this stranger’s arms, she soon let sleep overtake her.

  She awoke later in the large sprawling bed and found Lord Fatel cuddled behind her, fully clothed. Exhausted, she snuggled into his warmth, not allowing the events of the morning to cause her shame, and she slept the rest of the day away. Lord Fatel left her sometime in the night; she awakened at the loss of his heat, but she soon drifted off again.

  When she awoke again in the middle of the night, she wondered if the day before had been a dream. She realized it was no dream, when she felt her wet sex filled with the phallus just larger than the one he had last used on her the afternoon before, and her abused body ached with the pleasure he had rent from her.

  Newfound embarrassment made her blush, even without the presence of anyone in the room. Kaya had occasionally considered purchasing a sex toy over the years to ease the ache she sometimes felt late into the lonely nights, but had never had the courage to do it. She had even gone so far as to browse some of the Internet sites which offered the toys and creams, but felt fearful someone would somehow find out. And now, this incredible man had used one to destroy her body, to give her the most powerful orgasm to have ever ripped through her.

  How would she ever make it through a month with this man? Her eyes drifted closed once more as she drifted into a fitful rest.

  Chapter Four

  Besh stepped toward the round bed that held his lover. He glanced at her shrouded in the moonlight traveling through the doors to the balcony, watching her petite form ever restful in slumber. She was his, and it filled him with pride to have finally found his love. He gingerly sat on the edge of the bed and pulled the soft sheets from her, looking in awe at her soft, smooth skin and her beautifully formed body.

  He slowly stroked her cheek and let his hand slowly wander down her skin, gliding from her neck, then traveling to her chest, running one finger down the space between her firm breasts. Cupping one dense globe in his hand, he felt its weight. She stirred slightly in her sleep but did not awaken. He paused a second, not willing to awaken her just yet, needing time to thoroughly inspect her luscious form.

  Besh moved his hands down farther and rested one hand on her hip. What beauty she possessed. He was astounded by the lust rushing through his body. He had paused at the top of her thigh and detoured to the inner wall of her leg. He took both hands and slowly spread her thighs.

  The strong moonlight, with both the planet’s moons nearly full tonight, allowed Besh a wonderful view of her pussy. He squatted d
own on his stomach, facing her gorgeous sex. He paused, overwhelmed with desire, grinning when he found the large B’itakke inside her opening, covered with her cream. He slowly pulled the cock from inside her, pleased she was already halfway through the stretching of her vagina, in readiness for him. Then grabbing her folds, he parted her labia and bent down so his head was level with her and slid his tongue inside her cunt, tasting her cream for the first time.

  A soft moan escaped her lips, and her hips pressed forward, giving him permission to explore more. Her hands instinctively went to her breasts, and in her sleep she touched her hard nipples, moaning again.

  Besh smiled to himself and bent his head again to the work at hand. He slowly licked the folds of her sex, from the bottom to the top, coming to rest on her clit. A wave of pleasure rocked through her body, and he was pleased he caused it. He smiled again before feasting wholeheartedly on her nub. She began moaning in earnest and soon opened her eyes. She ran her fingers through his hair and held his head close to her mound, pushing him closer to her sex.

  She was moaning loudly and thrashing under his ministrations. He inserted one of his fingers inside her opening, all the while suckling her clit with the ferocity of a starving man. He began to move his finger in and out, emulating the sex act he would show her in mere minutes. The fast in and out of his finger and the pressure on her clit were building a fire inside her. He pressed within her with passionate abandon and quickly added a second finger, bringing her to a screaming climax.

  “Lord Fatel … Fatel … yes….”

  So, she desired her teacher, did she? He would show her real desire tonight. He pushed himself up to his knees and brought her wet sex even with his engorged cock. He was huge and hoped he would not hurt her tonight. She had prepared herself thus far, so he decided to try. He was too far-gone not to. Rubbing the bulbous head of his cock along her slit, he wetted it and readied himself for the assault of her sex he had envisioned. She was writhing and moaning on the bed. “Lord Fatel….”