Judged: A Dark Sci-Fi Romance (Alien Captured Mates Book 1)

by Ella Long

  He squeezed her ass cheeks and sat back so he could slap her, quite hard.

  “Oh!” she shouted.

  I wrapped my fingers through her hair and pulled, just enough for the pain to spike through the pleasure.

  “You didn’t think your little tantrum was going to go unpunished, did you?”

  She cried out again, and I stroked her hair as she buried her face against my hard abs and Ghislan moved his mouth back down. He grinned as he put his tongue firmly on her asshole, sliding down to suck on her clit.

  She spasmed through the hips, hands gripping me painfully. I didn’t mind and encouraged her to hold me even tighter. She started rocking back and forth as Ghislan ate at her pussy, pushing her forward as he tried to get his tongue far inside her.

  Suddenly she let out a yell, her face coming up off my belly. Her eyes were screwed shut and tremors ran through her. She shuddered hard and collapsed on top of me, letting out a series of short, breathy moans as her body turned into a melting mess of pleasure.

  She lay with her cheek on my belly, fingers gently tracing on my skin as she took deep, heaving breaths. Ghislan gave her pussy a final rub as he moved up the bed and laid down beside me.

  I just cradled Ashley even closer and waited for her to recover. Her body was capable of giving and receiving so much pleasure I was amazed. I knew it would only be a few minutes before she was ready to go again.

  She crawled up my body slowly, eyes closed. When her cheek came level with my shoulder she collapsed on my chest. Ghislan sat up, tugging his robe over his head. He moved closer beside us and started playing with her ass, rubbing at it and gently slapping the cheeks.

  I know we only negotiated for blow jobs. It seemed to have gone far beyond that now, but none of us cared.

  Ashley was clearly enjoying herself, no matter how hard or often we fucked her.

  And we would take every opportunity to fuck the daylights out of this woman every day for the rest of our lives.

  That wasn’t up for negotiation.

  Ashley

  All I was aware of was my trembling breaths and Sadhbah’s heartbeat against my cheek. I felt strange, twisting in my guts and fluttering in my chest.

  I didn’t have any power over these two massive, full grown men.

  Not men.

  Aliens.

  They appreciated my body and seemed to want my consent, but they had raging urges that needed to be serviced.

  Nothing would get in the way of that.

  I felt like prey, caught between them and helpless to resist. I stayed flat against Sadhbah’s body, trying not to let my nervousness show. Ghislan stroked my back gently, rubbing between my shoulder blades.

  Even after last night and just now I still felt somewhat shy. I’ve never done anything like this before.

  I could count my lovers on one hand and not one of them was half as exciting as this.

  Thinking about getting up and dealing with their lusty looks was making me nervous. They couldn’t know it, but my confidence was all bravado.

  So far, I had made it through the most confronting moments by just closing my eyes and focusing on the pleasure.

  Wrestling these elephant trunks down one by one required a great deal of effort. A lot of it wasn’t comfortable but focusing on the power of the act made it intensely pleasurable for me.

  Right now, I was just a mess of lust. I knew I couldn’t maintain my cool if I tried to sit up, so I just stayed plastered to Sadhbah’s chest, feeling his breathing lift me up and down.

  His hand touched my head, gently stroking my hair. He seemed to be in sync with Ghislan, something that I found uncanny.

  They didn’t look like twins or even brothers, but maybe the Xael had some kind of telepathic power I wasn’t familiar with.

  Even scarier, when they fell into rapport like this it was as if I could feel it. I could sense Sadhbah’s contentment and Ghislan’s pleasure. It wasn’t projecting.

  I could sense my own thoughts brush up against theirs just like their bodies pressed against mine. It was undeniable.

  When I felt like this, their bite marks ached. One on my left shoulder, one on my right. I was betting if you measured the distance from my neck to the teeth marks, they’d be in the exact same place.

  I felt like something bigger than me was happening here. It scared me, because my plan was to get out of here, ultimately.

  Wait for Ben to be better.

  For the kids to get healthy and enjoy full bellies.

  But I wasn’t going to stay here forever.

  Seven months.

  That was clear in the arrangement, right?

  But the longer I stayed, the more unlikely my leaving seemed.

  When the intensity of the telepathy increased even further, all the little tentacles started moving. Sadhbah’s against my belly and see Ghislan where he lay beside us.

  It was like they tossed in gentle waves, brushing back and forth to tides we couldn’t see.

  But I could feel it.

  If I let myself.

  I shook off the sensation and pressed my hands to Sadhbah’s shoulders to sit up. I tried to arrange my features in a stern expression but I just ended up wide eyed, almost begging.

  I squared my shoulders and looked down on them. Even though I was naked, sitting on his lap and covered in cum, I eyed him and Ghislan with my dignity intact.

  Or at least tried to.

  “Do you have clothes for me, or do I have to walk to the infirmary naked?”

  Ghislan gestured to a nearby chair, trying to sit up. I swung my leg over Sadhbah like I was dismounting a horse and strode over to the chair where a whole stack of garments were hung.

  The men both got up, Ghislan choosing a fresh white and gold robe from the closet. Sadhbah shook out his leather uniform and put it on while Ghislan helped himself to some food I had only just noticed.

  I forgot my nakedness.

  Ignored the clothing.

  Yesterday my mind had been fixed on a bath, food and rest. I had gotten clean, I’d had a wonderful sleep, but I’d forgotten to eat.

  Eyes wide with wonder I selected some citrus fruit and a fluffy pastry, stuffing my face without care. I went back for more, not even noticing the protesting of my stomach.

  I literally could not stop myself. When I finally paused and stepped back, both men watched me with big smiles.

  “You like to eat.” Ghislan said softly. It wasn’t a question. It sounded like he approved. I could only grin in response.

  I think every human being on the planet liked to eat and now that civilization had fallen, being fashionably thin was not a priority. In fact, it was downright dangerous.

  I turned back to the chair and saw someone had brought in an assortment of dresses and skirts for me. A lot of it was not clothes I would wear for an occasion like this. They were nicely cut and made of heavy, expensive fabric.

  For running around the house, caring for the children they were completely unsuitable.

  I found the simplest one, a white dress that hugged my waist and breasts before flowing into the thick skirt that swirled around my knees. I put on a comfortable pair of black flats, not a perfect fit but very close.

  When I looked up, both aliens were watching me with appreciation.

  Sadhbah brought me a brush and a ribbon and I put my hair up. Both of them sighed as my long, thick locks were bound up and I looked at them curiously.

  Ghislan nodded, eyes glowing in appreciation.

  “You look like a queen now.” He said softly.

  Sadhbah nodded his agreement as well.

  Finally, he gently placed an oddly shaped thin piece of metal behind my ear. A faint shiver ran through me as the cold surface touched my skin.

  “What is this?” I asked.

  “A translator chip,” Sadhbah answered. “Not all the Xael are as fluent in your language as those you’ve met. The device integrates with your aural pathways, should transform any language it’s been progra
mmed with into your native tongue.”

  Well.

  That was useful.

  And terrifying.

  I straightened myself up. I’d wasted enough time here.

  “I’m going to see the children. I will go every day. You won’t argue with me.” I felt like bridging my comment somehow, but I wanted to look strong.

  Ghislan smirked, but only nodded.

  “We won’t call it arguing,” Sadhbah added.

  Damn it.

  It was still early morning and yet the camp was bustling. Soldiers and warriors ran around everywhere and servants on urgent business were yelling at everyone.

  I felt scared straight away, but I kept walking, trying not to react to the strange sounds and sudden movements.

  On my way into the infirmary I saw that strange Xael sitting in his doorway whittling wood. His yellow eyes seemed to have an intense focus. He waved and I waved back, but I felt unsettled. I passed it off as my own feeling of discomfort.

  When I entered the infirmary all the kids ran to meet me at once. Mishra had them all in the large living room.

  Cartoons were playing but they all had paper and crayons as well. The little nanny looked to be in her element, and I was so relieved to see the kids doing so well I hugged her.

  When I pulled back, she had tears in her eyes. “You honor me, great lady.”

  I had no idea what all this reverent stuff was about.

  I was just a bargaining chip here, wasn’t I? The guys just needed physical relief, didn’t they?

  I just passed off the comment and headed to Ben’s room. The doctor was there, and we shook hands and smiled at each other.

  Ben was sleeping but his cheeks were full of color and the grey look was gone from his skin. His lips had been tinged blue the night before but were now a fresh pink.

  I leaned close to his chest and couldn’t hear any rattling.

  “Finbarr, you’re a genius!”

  The doctor ducked his head, patting Ben’s hand.

  “Just a minor adjustment to his immune system. I was able to clean the infection from his blood within a few hours.”

  “Human technology could not do that. His recovery would take weeks.”

  “Be assured my lady, you have the best of Xael medical science working for you. The boy will be up and running around before you know it.”

  I sat down next to him, looking at his instruments and vials.

  “Would you show me what everything does?”

  His eyes widened. “You are the lady of the great house. You don’t need to dirty your hands with commoner’s work.”

  I reached out and took his hands in mine.

  “My hands have always been dirty, my friend. No one should shun hard, dirty work, especially if it serves others. Those who heal the sick are not commoners, either. They should be the most respected of all in any society.”

  The warmth and friendship in his eyes was strange. Almost human. He smiled and began to show me his instruments.

  I had no idea what was going on here, but I was starting to feel very comfortable.

  Far more than I had been on the run, sure of myself in my hatred of both Xael and Najiik.

  Maybe, most of the humans were fighting the wrong war.

  Ghislan

  I walked through the camp, ignoring the bustle. People leapt out of my way as soon as they noticed me and I nodded to all, no matter how low or high ranking they were.

  Sadhbah had headed to the prison and I would join him there shortly. My first order every day was a walk through all the main command tents to ensure my people were working fairly with the humans nearby.

  As I went into the deployment area at the airfield, a few shuttles went screaming overhead. In the tent men moved back and forth, throwing weapons at each other and fitting ammo into their belts.

  The war had started so many generations ago that we could barely remember its origin. There were tales of palaces being destroyed, planets being torn apart. All I knew was military posts and warships and vague memories of the home planet.

  We had weapons that could clean the Earth’s surface of the Najiik. We had been hesitant to use them at first because of the local population.

  Now we couldn’t use them because we were fucking stuck here.

  Our warship was in orbit around the planet, but it wasn’t going any further. The jump to Earth had been the longest ever attempted, and somehow, something had gone terribly wrong.

  The warship could not descend into the atmosphere for repairs because it was too large and it would completely disrupt the climatic conditions, possibly getting ripped apart by gravitational forces.

  It could even knock the planet out of its ellipse. The grav drives would tear the earth’s sky to shreds and snap the ship in two.

  We’d abandoned the warship, our home in space, to take up residence here, and brought the war with the Najiik with us.

  Technicians worked around the clock to find a way to repair the warship’s jump engines, but earth tech was difficult.

  It was primitive, crude. I was fascinated by how they used radio waves with electricity. The system was so barbaric our engineers were having trouble working with it.

  So here we were.

  And here we might stay.

  A human mercenary stood over a large map spread on the table. Swarton was a hardened old war dog and he could tell stories that would make the toughest Xael warrior shudder.

  The others called him ‘Sly’ as if this was some kind of compliment, but I didn’t get it. Some of the nuances of their language were beyond me, even when they joked that his name was also ‘Rambo.’

  More importantly, he was a strategic genius, second only to Sadhbah now.

  “What’s happening?” I snapped. There was far too much activity going on in here.

  “Najiik engaged human forces at dawn. The battle is running thick even now. We are sending out air and ground support. The humans were confused at first, firing at everyone, but they have started to coordinate with us,” Swarton answered.

  “That’s fantastic!” I couldn’t believe that we were finally starting to cooperate. We had a chance to make a dent in the Najiik force.

  “The battle is going on right through Denver. The human population has mostly gone underground and the armed forces are battling it out.”

  “Some of the military there is from my old base.” A young human named Charlie spoke up. “They recognized us. Xael and humans have come together across most of Denver. They are fighting together but not with complete trust.”

  “We could have a peace treaty by this time tomorrow.” I breathed. This wasn’t going to fix relations across the planet, but it would make a huge difference to Denver and Golden.

  Swarton shrugged. “I don’t know about a peace treaty. An alliance and agreed ceasefire, I think that might fly. They won’t deal with us on even terms, but they will join us against the Najiik.”

  “You’re in charge, Swarton.” He gave me a nod.

  I was pleased that the humans had been useful. Some soldiers said I was too easy on my hunting dogs. I always told them dogs remained loyal through consistency, not brutal punishments.

  I left the command area, watching the shuttles taking off and the ground forces charging off up the roads.

  Seeing Xael and human deploying together gave me a great sense of hope.

  I went back through our settlement. My eyes caught on a Xael named Lochin. He was sitting on the steps of his dwelling, a little caravan he had salvaged, a bit away from the rest of camp. He was supposed to be on medical leave.

  I couldn’t remember what for. He looked perfectly fine to me.

  Just as I was about to give him an order, Ashley came out of the infirmary a few doors away.

  She didn’t see me, but my eyes were filled with her the second she came into view.

  She moved with fluid grace and her smile was more of a joy to me than I could have predicted. She laughed as she ran down the stairs with
a ball, white gown flowing around her legs as the kids chased her down.

  All else was forgotten as I watched her run across the field, kicking the ball.

  Inside my head I groped for my train of thought, but it was gone.

  My memories were sensory. I could feel her touching me, sense her hot mouth. When my cock started getting hard right then and there, I decided I had better move on. It wouldn’t do to get hard as a rock right in the middle of morning rounds.

  Even as I turned and walked away, I couldn’t stop thinking about her. Every time I nodded my head, checked in with a commander or pitched in with some work, thoughts of her crowded my mind. I found myself smiling and joking with everyone I came into contact with.

  I had never been a hard leader.

  It went against Xael philosophy to look down on those you commanded. Anyone in the position of service demanded respect because of the submission they provided.

  As the Lord Commander, I could not complete my daily work without a team of underlings to take care of lesser responsibilities for me.

  Without them, the entire camp would fall into disarray. I respected all my servants. Still, I’d always held myself above them, being aloof and detached.

  Now I found myself indulging in jokes and even engaging in idle chatter. The others seemed to enjoy it, so I didn’t hold back, taking a bit more time with each sector than I usually did.

  It seemed Ashley was good for me on many levels.

  Finally, I reached the building on the outskirts of the settlement. It had actually been a prison, constructed for that purpose hundreds of years ago when the city was first built.

  The place had attracted people for the veins of gold that ran through the ground here.

  I had researched this stuff extensively and I still couldn’t understand why it fascinated humans so much.

  It wasn’t particularly conductive.

  It was soft and useless to build with. The color was quite insipid, even if the different hues when it was white or rose were quite enchanting. So far as I could tell it had no useful purpose. Manipulating it and wearing it around your neck seemed utterly pointless. The metal was so soft even as a decoration, it was prone to breakage.