by Maia Starr
The next morning I awoke feeling much better. I would try to put the past behind me and move forward. When my door opened a warrior was standing there with a box.
"This was delivered to you anonymously," he said.
"Thank you," I said as I took the box inside my room and opened it. Inside was a red muslin dress. It was absolutely beautiful. I was shocked to see it. There was no note, not that I could read Kalazaron. But I assumed that it was for the celebrations that evening. I put the dress away and then allowed the warrior to escort me to the reconstruction building and my work. I thought about the dress all day. It was either from my boss Marlac or from Finock. There was no way that it was from the arrogant as that had tricked me General Rendor Moscurn.
Everyone was abuzz and excited about the celebrations that evening. As I walked through the village base of Belvenreed I saw preparations being made for the celebration. Heavy wood was being piled in various spots to create bonfires. I noticed more food being brought in from the supply warehouse. There were even simple streamers as decorations being hoisted in the air. I felt completely honored. I had never had such an event in my name before, not even on earth. It almost brought tears to my eyes and it also replaced the unhappiness in my heart with happiness. To think a race of alien warriors that were so brutal could also be so kind. I guess it was that way with humans as well. It was all relative.
The day went by swiftly as everyone was in good spirits and constantly talking about the evening anyway, I swear it made it come faster. After my shift ended I went back to my chambers in order to wash and get dressed in the splendid red muslin dress. I felt like a siren in it. It was doing its job to make me stand out, that was for sure.
When I entered the center square of the village base everyone cheered and music played loudly. I nodded my head in acknowledgment and in smiles of gratitude. Then the simple festivities began. The fires were lit with a lot of fanfare. Food was roasted over the flames. Music played and everyone danced. There was no formal dance floor per se, they just danced where they stood. I mingled amongst the Kalazaron having a good time. I ate of the food. I watch the flickering flames of the fires, and even roasted a meat stick of my own over the flame. I danced a few dances with a few of the warriors. I listened to old stories and news stories, and I even spoke of earth. I was having a very good time and the beautiful too full moons above us made everything exceptionally beautiful. It was unlike any celebrations that I had ever attended on earth. I knew how special and privileged I was to be able to experience this, even if it was as a captive. Through out the entire night I felt as though I was being watched. I had to admit I did look for Rendor a few times hoping I would catch a glimpse of him being miserable and missing me but I had no such luck. He was probably off treating some other female like crap.
As it grew later into the night it also grew rowdier. The Kalazaron were getting very drunk, and some were either passing out on the ground or fighting amongst each other in friendly bare knuckle fights for sport. They were even taking bets. It was very brute indeed. I decided that I should probably be retiring soon before I got myself into trouble. But before I did so I took another lap around the celebration grounds taking in the sights and smiling and mingling in gratitude for the celebration in my name. I thanked as many Kalazaron as I could. I did not want anyone thinking I was ungrateful for this amazing celebration.
As I walked, I turned the corner around the building and immediately felt remorse for doing so. Rendor was leaning against the wall with a bottle in his hand. We locked eyes and I froze, then I turned sharply on my heel and began to walk away. But I was not quick enough as he grabbed my hand and pulled me very hard against him. My belly lay flat against his and I could smell the alcoholic libation on his breath.
"Let me go you arrogant ass!" I shouted it in his face in anger.
He mumbled in response, "It is not up to me. I am a General. I am to be with a Kalazaron female. It is not up to me. Can you not see that? I do want you. I want you badly," he said as his mouth moved over mine. His kiss was deep and passionate and I pressed the palms of my hands against his chest as I tried to push myself away. I knew that I would be giving into him if his hands move over me or if he kissed me for much longer. I needed to get away.
"Don't fight it. I have been trying to fight it ever since that morning. I cannot find it any longer," he said between kisses. Tears began to fall down my cheeks, as I wanted to believe what he was saying. My heart wanted to believe it, but my head was saying don't give in.
His hands began to move down my back and within seconds they were underneath the red dress groping my bottom. I moaned in his mouth and knew that I was lost.
"Do you like my gift? The dress? It looks damn good on you and I knew it would," he said breathlessly as he continued to kiss and grope me.
"That was you? It is beautiful," I could barely whisper the words out between kisses. His fingers on my bottom moved down my slit and I instinctively raised my knee against his thigh giving him better access. His fingers moved inside of me. I thought that I would come to climax right then and there as they pushed deeper inside of me and then out again. He moaned and dropped to his knees in front of me. In a flash his head was between my thighs as my knee rested on his shoulder. He plunged his face between my thighs and stuck his tongue inside of me. He licked up and down quickly and in a messy fashion as though this was going to go away any second. His tongue entered inside of me, and it was long reaching deep within me. Then he pulled it out and flicked it upwards at my clitoris pressing and flicking with the tip of his tongue. I moaned in ecstasy and knew that I could not hold out any longer. Then it hit me. This was wrong. This was very, very, wrong. He had treated me terribly after the last time we made love. He had fooled me and this was just another one of his tricks. I was falling for it. He was going to make me climax, and then he would put his hard cock inside of me because he knew I would not be able to stop. He knew I wanted it badly. I forced myself to come to reality and step away from fantasy.
"No."
I pulled away from him so fast. Because he was on his knees I caught him off guard and I was able to run away from him back into the middle of the festivities where he could not chase me. I quickly composed myself and smiled as though I had been there all along. I forced myself to regulate my breathing.
"Are you all right doctor?" Finock asked me as he came to my side.
"Yes, I think that I have just had too much fun and I am nearing exhaustion. Would you be so kind as to make sure I get back to my chamber?" I asked him.
"Of course, it is the least we can do for you for all that you have done for us," he said as he bowed before me. I was restraining tears the entire time that I walked behind him as he rambled on about something or other that I was not really paying attention too. I kept looking over my shoulder to make sure that Ren was not following me. I was disappointed to see that he was not, and I was relieved at the same time. This had been a very messy night, and I had hoped that he would come to his senses and just leave me be by morning. That night as I fell asleep I waited for him to come to me in my dreams like before. But he did not. I assumed he was passed out on some other female somewhere on the base. That thought made me very jealous. What had I let my heart get into?
Chapter 8
GENERAL RENDOR MOSCURN
I had spent the entire day trying to convince myself that what I was doing to Lavender was right. I was cutting her off before things got deeper and it would hurt more, for both of us. Yet while I was trying to convince myself that this was the way, I could not stop thinking about her. I thought about her wet skin under the light of the two moons as we swam in the pond. I thought about her long hair moving in the water like a serpent. I remembered how I watched her sleep just before sunrise when I woke her up just to make love to her one last time. If I had known that truly was going to be the last time I would have never returned to base. What was it about this female that would make me give up my post as a General? That was som
ething that I had never thought of before. I was sounding more and more like my cousin Dalik. That was a very bad thing.
Through out the day I would find myself walking to the reconstruction building and then turning around right before I entered. I could not believe that I was tormented by this, this is not who I was. I was sounding more and more like my cousin Dalik Moscurn as the hours went on. I was not sounding like the coldhearted General that had got me this far in life. My father would be very disappointed to learn that I was tormented over a human female. It was my duty to him and my father's before him to carry on the line of our blood. I did not know if the human females could cross breed with us, as that was still a mystery to us. But one thing was for sure I, General Rendor Moscurn, could not be the one to discover that. It was my duty to my family line to continue with sons of my own, Kalazaron sons. This is what tormented me all day. Finally in the evening before meal I found myself making my way to the reconstruction building once more. This time I entered just to catch a glimpse of her. It was just my luck that a female Kalazaron was right at the entrance and I took liberty to flirt with her. If the human female was watching, it would be good for her to see that I had moved on. It would be good for her to see that I was simply a sexual rogue that did any female that was willing.
"Good evening General," the female Kalazaron said to me.
"Good evening, you are looking prettier by the day. What have you been doing? What is your secret?" I said with a grin. As I expected she laughed and threw her head back in a flirtatious manner. Then I heard a loud ruckus and looked up to see that Lavender was leaving the building with Finock. My blood grew cold. Anger and jealousy flooded me. I could walk over there and pull his head off for talking to her. As they left out of sight I cautiously followed.
When I walked into the mess hall much later, she was sitting at a table having a grand time with Finock and a few other warriors. Everyone seemed to be in good spirits.
Then Finock surprised me as he stood up on top of the table and addressed everyone as he said, "Tomorrow night let us have a Govin in honor of the doctor and her skillful work in saving our friends!"
The room cheered and I was about to impose my power and veto such a thing when a warrior grabbed my arm and whispered, “The Master is on communication for you.”
I was annoyed by this but I had to take the communication.
“Master Bresh, what news?” I asked him.
“It seems that we are getting word of an impeding attack by the rebels. The attack you had on your patrol might be the first of many more to come this week. Keep all your patrols on lock down until further notice.”
“Yes Master,” I said.
“And what of the female human? I hear that she was somewhat of a hero during the chaos?”
“Yes her skills came in very handy. You were right about her,” I said not wanting to say anything else for good reason. I was no terrified that the Master would want her back in the city. He would probably want her for himself. I did not like that thought so I tried to downplay her expertise as much as I could.
“That is all for now. Keep up the good guard,” he said.
“Thank you and yes as always,” I said as I ended the communication. Now that it was over I could go back to the mess hall but I knew it was too late to call off the celebration. We would have to have it. The warriors morale would sink low if we had it. Though in this time of high alert we should not be having such a loud affair at night. But it was for her, for Lavender and she deserved it. I had treated her badly and at least this would lift her spirits. Not to mention that she truly deserved.
“Get me the tailor,” I said to a guard as I left the communication. She shall have a fine dress, though I could not let her know it was from me. I had to keep up with the notion that I did not care for her. It was the only way.
Later that evening, seeing her in the dress was too much to bear. She was damn sexy and it made me hit the bottle of Iccanis juice hard. I became very drunk and a complete mess. I watched her enjoying herself. I watched in jealously as she danced with my men and they lavished praise on her. I tried to stay out of sight when I could. Finally toward the end of the evening I was drunk enough to not care any longer.
I was leaning against the wall with a bottle in my hand. We locked eyes and she froze, then she turned sharply on her heel and began to walk away. But she was not quick enough as I grabbed her hand and pulled her very hard against me. The feel of her body on mine was enough to make me want to pour out my heart and the truth to her.
"Let me go you arrogant ass!" she shouted it in my face in anger because she was hurt and she had every right to be.
I mumbled in response, "It is not up to me. I am a General. I am to be with a Kalazaron female. It is not up to me. Can you not see that? I do want you. I want you badly," I kissed her as I let the truth escape my mouth. She tried to push away.
"Don't fight it. I have been trying to fight it ever since the morning. I cannot fight it any longer."
My hands began to move down her back and within seconds they were underneath the red dress groping her bottom. She moaned in my mouth and it was all the encouragement that I needed to keep going. We both wanted this. I wanted to forget the coldness that I told her earlier. I wanted to forget it all and just be with her, to just run away with her.
"Do you like my gift? The dress? It looks damn good on you and I knew it would,” I said as I placed kisses on her full soft lips. I wanted to lick and taste every inch of her. I was like a madman that had lost control.
"That was you? It is beautiful," she whispered. My fingers moved down her slit and she instinctively raised her knee against my thigh giving me better access. I took it. I let my fingers move inside of her warm body. I could not take it anymore. I needed to taste her. I moaned and drop to my knees in front of her. In a flash my head was between her thighs as her knee rested on my shoulder. I plunged my face between her thighs and stuck my tongue inside of her. I licked up and down quickly. I was lost in this deep fantasy of lust with this human female. I could not get enough of her. I licked and kissed her and tasted her. Then out of nowhere she said, "No."
She pulled away from me fast, and then she was gone. I was in complete and utter despair.
The next day I tried to make my amends to her. I knew that I had grown drunk and made a full of myself that I did not care. The truthful notions that I had said were not wrong. I did want her and had no control over it. I sought her out at work the next day.
"May we speak? "I asked as I snuck up behind her in the washroom.
She turned to me and I rolled her eyes and said, "leave me alone. Leave me alone for good. "
"No, wait just a minute, "I said to her but she had already walked out of the room. I followed her close behind. "Will you just give me a few minutes to speak with you, I wish to apologize? "
"No, I said leave me alone. I never want to speak to you again unless it is absolutely necessary for my work. I do not exist to you is that understood? "Her eyes flashed anger as she said the words in quiet restraint.
I thought it was strange that she was talking to me as though she was giving orders. The chips had turned. They had turned in her favor. She walked away from me and I followed again. Then she would walk away from me once more and I continue to follow until I grew tired of this. There was no point and we were beginning to draw attention. I left the building. But I did not give up the hope of speaking to her.
Chapter 9
DR. LAVENDER PROST
I could not believe that he was chasing me around the reconstruction building. It was very embarrassing for both of us. He was a General in command and he should not be seen groveling to a human female slave, yet here he was. It made me feel very good. It made me feel good to give him the same cold reaction that he gave me. I wanted him to know what it felt like. If he even truly cared and this was not some trick of his. Yet it still made me feel powerful to have this effect on him if it was real. When I first met him he was this sca
ry towering warrior and now he was begging me to give him a few minutes of my time.
I went about my work that day with a skip in my step knowing that I had the ball in my court. I was now the one that was turning him down and that made me feel confident. Still I did miss him. I did not know what I wanted from him or what I expected. His words when he was drunk made sense to me, he was expected to be with a Kalazaron female. Of course that made sense to me, why would he not be with his own kind? I'm sure it was expected of him and his long family line as it was for any Kalazaron warrior. Those thoughts made my heart sink and I knew that we could never truly be together and it was best cut it off right now before I felt any more feelings for the arrogant ass.
That night I lay in my bed wishing that I would at least have another sex dream about him like I had when I first arrived. At least I could be with him in my dreams. I began to think about him and to touch myself. I pretended that my hand was his and soon I was on the brink of climax. My nipples were hard and my breathing was fast. I was so wet.