Alien Romance: Celestial Angels Complete Set: A Scifi Alien Abduction Romance (Alien Romance, BBW, Alien Invasion Romance)

by Rosette Lex

  Kanatel stood, leaning on the chair for support and stumbled his way towards the exit. The two brothers monitored the situation, making sure none of the buildings surrounding the one they had stolen suffered any damage. Jarillians flooded the area, pointing at Vintrahu and capturing the event on recording devices.

  Chapter 8

  Ellie swam in a sea of warmth and light. Aware of nothing except that her right hand was really hot and it felt as if something was tickling her head. Her entire body felt as if it was twice the weight, even though she lay in a soft bed. Nothing would move, her arms were like lead, her eyelids were fused shut and even breathing was an effort.

  Gradually, she came back to the world, and was able to crack open her eyes a fraction. Through the tiny slits, she could make out a dark, blurry shape and fright returned to seize her chest. Still weakened, she tried to get away from Lenitiris but had no chance. His deep voice rumbled slowly into her mind.

  “Being still, Ellie Rogers, you are safe now.” Her face screwed up in pain when her mind played cruel tricks on her, making her believe Kanatel was here with her. Kanatel was dead, dead and gone, she was never going to see him again.

  Her vision swam as she tried to make out who this was. Blinking away the tears and confusion, her heart nearly stopped as Kanatel's face slowly resolved itself.

  “Kanatel?” She whispered, not even recognizing her own voice.

  “Is being me,” He rumbled, “How you are feeling?”

  “Kanatel?” Ellie quizzed again, not able to believe he was really here. The Jarillian chuckled.

  “Kanatel!” She tried to scream but her voice was lost in a squeak. “How can you...? I mean, you were...” She could feel her mouth stretching in a silly grin she couldn't control. The bed tilted, sitting her up, which made her head swim a little but brought everything into focus more sharply. He was there, real, alive and in obvious pain. “You're hurt, what happened?”

  “I have been getting shot!” He replied in shock, “You are not remembering this?”

  “I thought they'd killed you.” Ellie breathed, feeling her chest release the pent up tension of the last few...however long it had been.

  Glancing down, she realized Kanatel was holding her hand and stroking her head gently. The contact was warm and welcome, and she squeezed his hand.

  “Not being dead,” Kanatel said needlessly, “I was needing to be finding you.” His words made her feel even warmer inside and she leaned towards him, trying to hold him, making sure he was real. Kanatel winced as her left arm wrapped around his solid neck, pulling him towards her.

  He reached up and took her hand away, “Not being able to do this right now,” He explained, “You must to be resting until drugs leaving your body.”

  “Drugs?” She wondered sleepily. Now that she had confirmed he was safe, she felt more tired than she could ever recall. Knowing she was safe too, that Kanatel would look after her, protect her, also meant she was able to let go and sleep. Ellie didn't hear what he said next, as her mind sank down into the depths of quiet darkness.

  She was hot. Uncomfortably hot and her eyes flicked open to see the sleeping form inches from her own face. Kanatel lay beside her, his big face relaxed in sleep and all the sweeter for it. Ellie could feel one of his powerful arms around her, holding her tight and close to him, as if he never wanted to let her go again.

  Despite the high temperature, which was boiling off him for some reason, Ellie lay where she was and enjoyed the feeling of being pressed up against the hardness of him. He jumped in his sleep and pulled her in even more tightly, growling something in his native language.

  Am I in his dreams again? I wish I could see what was happening in that room he had. Thoughts of Kanatel's dream recording room brought back the memories of him being shot and Ellie forced their brutality from her mind.

  She reached out and ran her hand across his face, noting the lines of worry, which creased his head.

  “Shhhh,” She soothed, “It's just a dream. It's not real.”

  Kanatel's massive body relaxed a little and his face slackened back to its former, calm state. His massive blue eyes opened and regarded Ellie for a few seconds while a broad grin spread across his face. Ellie felt a blush creep up her face but didn't know why.

  “Hi” She said quietly. Kanatel looked straight up, puzzled.

  “Is being normal high I thinking.” Ellie giggled.

  “No, it means hello.”

  “Ah. Hello, Ellie.” His smile was constant. “How is it you are feeling?”

  “Well rested, it feels like I've been asleep for days. What happened?”

  The large alien shifted a little, getting comfortable and brushed an errant lock of Ellie's hair back from her face.

  “My family is being inventing of things. Sometime, my family are going to other planet and taking things for selling or telling Jarillians they have been inventing.”

  Ellie's look of confusion made Kanatel chuckle.

  “In my house, I am having machine, it can making me better from being shot.” He pulled back the thin robe he wore to reveal the ragged edges of the wound, which Ellie thought had killed him.

  Ugly, red welts radiated out from beneath some kind of plastic seal, which had been put over the place he had been shot. Rather than the beautifully sculpted muscles he had had before, the plastic bandage outlined a ravaged landscape of ridges and furrows, some being very deep.

  Ellie reached forward with a trembling finger but he caught her hand gently before she had a chance to touch it.

  “It is being very hurting still, do not be touching.” She squeezed his hand, feeling the warmth in his touch again.

  A huge lump had grown in her throat, partially because he was hurt and partially because she remembered what he'd looked like, laying there, broken and burned, surrounded by shards of glass.

  “What is being wrong?” He asked, pulling her chin up so he could look into her eyes. Barely able to speak, Ellie whispered hoarsely.

  “I thought you were dead, I thought I'd lost you.” She sniffed.

  “We have only just been meeting, why are you being worry?” Ellie was shocked.

  “You were the only Jarillian who was kind to me. Even though you'd bought me, it never felt like I was some kind of slave. I never felt like I was going to be used like those others Lenitiris has got.” Kanatel grinned.

  “Used to be having.” He said, cryptically. Ellie made a face.

  “What really happened?”

  Kanatel gestured with his head. “Come with me, I will be showing you.”

  Even though Kanatel didn't want her to, Ellie insisted on supporting him as they walked through the bowels of his ship, making him lean his weight on her and holding his arm over her shoulder.

  She was scared at how vulnerable the Jarillian seemed and by the time they reached the bridge, he was panting and sweating with the effort and pain.

  Another, odd looking, Jarillian appeared before them and spoke to Kanatel in their own language, leaving her out completely. Kanatel replied in the same language but she could recognize the tone of authority and command in his voice.

  The second alien left the room and Kanatel spoke to someone Ellie couldn't see. Answering in Jarillian, another voice seemed to come from all around them, making Ellie jump and move closer to Kanatel.

  One wall of the room began to change and Ellie watched in awe as images of the Vintrahu played across the screen. Kanatel provided a little commentary, explaining what she was looking at. When the video was over, Ellie turned slowly towards Kanatel with utter shock.

  “Are you trying to tell me you stole a whole building?” Kanatel looked down and spoke quietly,

  “When I am waking up, I am learning what has been happening. Lenitiris is shooting me and taking you away.” He looked up and into her eyes with an intense stare, which captured her complete attention.

  “I am having pain,” He said, “I am having so much pain in here.” He pointed to his chest. “
I could not to be taking it, I was knowing it was hurting because I not having you any more.”

  Ellie took a step back from the chair he sat in, completely overwhelmed.

  He did all this for me? Used a massive spaceship to come and rip a whole building off the face of a planet, just to get me back?

  “Ellie?” His voice had a little tremble in it as if he was nervous. Her eyes found his face, his open, honest face and nearly fell to the deck when the knowledge hit her.

  “Y-you did all this for me?” She breathed.

  “I was needing to be having you back.” Ellie was trembling, her whole frame shaking with the emotions she was going through. No one had ever thought much of her before, certainly not to the extent of what Kanatel had done.

  It wasn't because he owned her but because he'd felt pain at being separated from her. Ellie's body calmed a little, the trembling subsiding as she turned back towards the alien. Desire pulsed through her and she wrapped her arms around his head, bending down to press her lips against his.

  His ruby lips were strong and firm as she took his bottom lip between her own and sucked it gently. He winced a little but brought his strong arms around her, running them up and down her back. Ellie breathed in his male scent, powerful and heady as she mashed her mouth against his.

  Wantonly, she ran her tongue over the middle of his lips, urging him to open them. His rough hands crept lower to skim over her ass and the top of her thighs, squeezing her through the flimsy cloth she wore.

  A deep grumbling moan came from Kanatel as Ellie pushed her tongue into his mouth. Finding it far hotter than hers, she sucked a deep breath in through her nose as her tongue found his. Battling wetly, their mouths locked, each tasting the other and finding them amazing.

  Ellie was the first to pull back, red faced and panting, her heart beating hard in her chest. She hadn't intended to kiss him like that, but once her lips had met his, she had felt a spark like something inside her and it was as if she couldn't stop. Kanatel was looking deeply into her eyes, his own seemed to have changed to a lighter blue, the darker points in the middle were pinhead small.

  “What for you doing this?” He asked with a smile, “I am not being complaining.” The Jarillian added quickly.

  It felt as if there was a powerful magnet, which drew her towards the big Jarillian, pulling at her endlessly like gravity drawing objects towards its center.

  “For saving me, for buying me, for...” Another lump grew in her throat.

  “Just because.” Kanatel nodded slowly.

  “Good answering.” He said.

  A sound came from behind them and the other Jarillian came back with a third who looked exactly the same. Ellie looked from one to the other. They had to be twins, they were so starkly similar. One came over to hand Kanatel something small and he acknowledged the gesture as the two moved off.

  Kanatel turned his attention back to Ellie and opened his hand. On his enormous palm sat a small, round, silver object about the size of a watch battery.

  “I have been having an idea,” he began in his deep voice, “You not being able to understand what other Jarillian people saying. This help.”

  He jogged his palm and the silver thing jumped, “Will to be telling you what Jarillian say.” Ellie eyed the piece warily.

  “Where does it have to go?” She wondered, taking note of its size.

  Kanatel reached a gentle hand out and traced a line up her neck to the back of her ear, making her shiver.

  “Putting it here.” He told her, pressing a fingertip into the softer area behind her jaw. Ellie swallowed.

  “Will it hurt?” She asked in a small voice.

  “Never will I be doing something to be hurting you,” Kanatel said seriously. “Might be feeling small strange.” He smiled.

  It would be easier if I could understand them all. She nodded at him and he put the little circle behind her ear.

  Surprisingly chilly for a small object which had sat in his hot hand for a while, there was what Ellie could only consider a creeping sensation as the little machine insinuated itself down behind her ear. Deep inside her head, an itch started getting more intense by the second until she thought it would drive her mad.

  Completely unable to reach it, she resorted to shaking her head in an attempt to make it stop. Abruptly it did and she felt completely normal again. She looked up into Kanatel's eyes questioningly.

  “What now?” She wondered.

  “I've no idea, Ellie, do you think it's working?” The wide smile that spread across her face was the only answer he needed. His voice sounded utterly different using his own language, far sexier than his halting English.

  “Say something else.” She told him in almost perfect Jarillian. Shock crossed his face as he heard her speaking. “What's wrong?”

  “I only designed the insert to translate Jarillian for other speakers. I don't know how you can speak Jarillian so well...at all.” He grabbed her shoulders.

  “How do you feel, is there any pain?” Ellie reached up and rubbed his forearms.

  “I'm fine Kanatel, don't worry.”

  “I have to worry Ellie. If there's one unanticipated side effect, there might be more and they might not be as benign.” Even though he was warning her about possible dangers, the only thing Ellie could concentrate on was his voice, the vocabulary he was using and how sexy he sounded.

  He looked into her eyes, “What?” He asked, noting her stare.

  “Oh, nothing,” She replied glibly, “Just enjoying listening to the sound of you talking.” He smiled but still had a concerned expression.

  “You just make sure you tell me if anything feels wrong.” Ellie put on a mock serious expression.

  “Yes, master.” She said in a submissive tone. Kanatel actually pursed his lips in exasperation, making Ellie laugh.

  Although she was surprised at how calm she felt – aboard a spaceship, with a group of aliens – Ellie knew she would probably come crashing down when reality actually struck her and a flicker of doubt wobbled through her mind.

  After a few seconds in which Kanatel just stared at Ellie, he shook his head and spoke again.

  “These are Zhondaki and Disrianva.” He pointed at the twin Jarillians but Ellie couldn't see any discernible difference between them.

  “Hello,” She offered a little self-consciously. Both Jarillians nodded at the same time and spoke in synchronicity.

  “Pleased to meet you.” They said. Ellie felt a flash of worry but couldn't explain why, even to herself. She turned to Kanatel.

  “What's likely to happen now you've done this?”

  “Difficult to say, actually.” Kanatel scratched his neck and Ellie had to suppress the urge to trace her lips down behind where his fingers had just been.

  “I can't see any way the Jarillian Planetary Alliance can allow me to get away with what I've done and allow it to go unpunished. Having said that, there's virtually nothing they can do while we're aboard Vintrahu.”

  He seemed to think for a second. “Vintrahu, report on the status of our guests.” The disembodied voice Ellie had heard before sounded again, this time she could understand it however.

  “All the Jarillians have come out of their anesthesia and are howling about unfair imprisonment. Several of the humans appear to have suffered serious physical and mental abuse and remain uncommunicative. Two further humans are lucid and responsive, however, they have no conception of where they are or what is to happen to them.” Ellie's eyebrows shot up as she heard all this but before she could ask anything, Kanatel was asking something else.

  “And what about Lenitiris?” His voice took on a vicious tone and Ellie saw his muscles tense.

  “He has remained unresponsive except to swear at me.”

  “Have food delivered to the humans, we will join them soon.” Kanatel ordered.

  “What action should be taken regarding the Jarillians?” The disembodied voice asked.

  “Drop them on the planet somewhere, bu
t keep Lenitiris aboard.” The Jarillian turned to Ellie, “Let's get you cleaned and fed, and then we can go see the other humans.”

  Chapter 9

  Ellie had stopped trying to figure out what part of the spaceship she was on. The maze of passages and corridors looked remarkably similar to her and she just relied on Kanatel's superior knowledge of the layout to guide them around.

  She insisted on helping the big Jarillian around, ostensibly for his benefit but actually because she enjoyed the close contact of being pressed up against his hard, masculine body.

  Feeling much better now that she'd eaten, washed and been given a new set of clothes – silky smooth, black and form fitting – she aided Kanatel into an area where the other humans, including Shirley and Johann, had been quartered. A door slid aside and they walked in.

  Shirley appeared to be relaxed, sitting at a table with a small meal. Her entire body halted as Ellie and Kanatel walked in, her hand hovering before her face with some kind of drink in it, her eyes locked on Ellie. Kanatel slumped down near the human who looked at him with a scornful expression.

  “Look out everyone, your new owner just stumbled in.” The Texan called out loudly. Johann turned but the rest seemed lost in their own misery, some chattering madly while others had curled back into their fetal position again.

  “I not being owner.” Kanatel explained in English, Shirley looked at him with surprise.

  “One that speaks a civilized language?” She turned to Ellie, “You landed yourself a prize there, girl.”

  “You not being much civilized.” Kanatel growled at her. Shirley looked at him with a scornful expression.

  “We don't kidnap folks and use them for profit and pleasure.”

  “No. You being making entire species on your planet to be dead. You be killing each other for lands and for different gods. You own persons being starved to death in one place when others have too much food. Jarillian people not like this.” Shirley's face had darkened and she was about to say something else when Johann spoke up quietly.