It was relaxing, had a large hot tub on one side and on the other side there was a small dining area. The bathroom was off to one side with the door being on the wall that was beside the bed and there was a large closet for her to put her clothes in. She was happy that she would be able to unpack when her luggage arrived and that she would not have to worry about having wrinkled clothes.
Jerome walked out of the bathroom and looked at her with the same disgust in his eyes as he always did. “Get up,” he said, “the planet has a ton of beaches and I want to see as much as I can while we are here.”
Aleah looked up at Jerome from the bed, “Beaches,” she asked, “you know I don’t like going to the beach. Plus, I am still tired from the sedative that they gave me. I just want to relax for a little while.”
She could see the anger building behind Jerome’s eyes, but she could not pull herself out of the bed. All she could do was to look up at him and hope that he did not get angry. That did not happen. Jerome grabbed the blankets that were underneath of Aleah and pulled hard on them, causing her to fly off of the bed. He rushed over to her and drew his fist back to punch her. As she cowered on the floor next to the bed the door opened and two men walked in.
The men were very large, muscular men. One had dark hair with blue eyes and the other had light blonde hair with dark brown eyes. As Aleah looked at them, she completely forgot that her husband was standing over her. They were the most beautiful men she had ever seen. They each had sun kissed white skin and were carrying her and Jerome’s luggage.
When they saw Jerome standing over his wife, both of them dropped the bags they were carrying and rushed toward him. Each pounding him with their fists. A dutiful wife would have screamed for help or pleaded with them to stop, but she just sat there. When they were done Jerome lay on the floor a bloody mess. The dark hair man walked over to Aleah and put his hand out to help her off of the floor.
“My name is Adam,” he said gently, “My friend over there is Stephen.”
Stephen walked over to Aleah as she stood. “Why don’t we find you a better room? You don’t want this bloody mess ruining your vacation,” he said, smiling and gesturing toward Jerome.
Aleah nodded her head and Adam asked which bag was hers. She pointed to her bag as they led her out of the room. She was completely quiet not knowing what she should say to them. She did not know if she should think them or if she should be afraid of them. They lead her to a room that was larger than the one that she shared with Jerome and told her that they would bring her a key. They also said that she should not worry about her husband that they would take care of her.
Adam asked if she was tired and she nodded her head yes. He told her to lay down and he would hang up her clothes for her. Stephen pulled back the blankets that were on the bed and helped her take her shoes off. Once she was in bed, she smiled up at him as he covered her up.
Aleah looked at Stephen as he stood over her. She was amazed by the beauty that she saw. “Are you,” she began, but paused, afraid to finish her question.
“Niribuian,” Stephen finished it for her.
“Yes,” Aleah managed to say.
Stephen sat on the edge of the bed and Adam joined them on the other side. “We are Niribuian,” Adam said, brushing the hair away from her face.
“Oh,” Aleah said with a meager smile.
“Are you afraid,” Stephen asked Aleah.
She looked at both men turning her head from side to side, then said, “I don’t think I need to be afraid do I?”
Stephen and Adam both let out a laugh, “No,” Stephen answered, “you have no reason to be afraid of us.”
“It seems like you should have been afraid of your husband, though,” Adam chimed in.
“Yes,” Aleah said, her eyes getting heavy, “He is a bad man.”
“We can talk about all of that later,” Stephen said, touching her cheek, “Rest now and we will come back later with dinner and drinks.”
Aleah smiled. She felt as if she were in a dream and wondered if she were actually still on the shuttle under the influence of the sedative. As she closed her eyes the last thing she was thinking about was the two Niribuians that had saved her from her husband. She felt like a princess rescued from the dragon.
Aleah slept for what felt like an eternity when she awoke it was dark outside. She wondered where the two men were and if they would return as they said they would. She also wondered where her husband was and what had happened to him. She considered going back to their room and checking on him, but instead decided she would wait until the next day.
Aleah wanted to take a shower so she gathered her pajamas that she had packed and headed to the bathroom. She had chosen a few different pajamas to bring with her the very sexy pajamas, an oversized shirt that fell just below her butt and the comfy flannel pajamas that Jerome hated. Tonight she wanted to wear her T-shirt. She was tired of feeling as if she were not sexy and the thought of Adam and Stephen coming into her room and seeing her half naked sent chills up and down her spine.
Aleah relaxed in the shower finally feeling better. She was glad that the sedative was finally wearing off, but became more and more aware of how hungry she was. She realized that she had not eaten since she had left her house and she did not know how long ago that had been. When she was finished with her shower, she carefully dried her body, applied a light scented body spray as well as her deodorant and got dressed. Once she was dressed, she applied her lotion to her legs and arms which always helped them to stay extra silky.
When Aleah opened the bathroom door to return to her room, she was surprised to find that Adam and Stephen were sitting on her bed waiting for her. She watched as both of them looked her up and down and swore she saw lust in their eyes. Aleah blushed with embarrassment, but then Stephen stood up.
“We brought you some dinner,” he said, leading her into the dining area. There were plates of food waiting on her. Steak, lobster, salad, potatoes, strawberries and even a slice of cake. They also had already poured her a glass of wine and she noticed the opened bottle sitting on the table.
Adam came up behind her and she felt his body brush against hers. Excitement flowed through her veins when she felt his touch. He pulled the chair out for her and told her to sit.
The two men sat with her while she ate the dinner that they had brought for her. She was careful not to eat too quickly she did not want to make a bad impression but that was difficult to do. The food was amazing and she was so hungry she could have eaten all of it in just a few minutes. Adam refilled her wine glass each time it got low and when she finished the first bottle he quickly retrieved another.
Aleah had not drunk that much in a long time. When she finished her meal and began to stand up, she fell right back down into the chair. Aleah burst out laughing at herself as the two men smiled at her. They each helped her up and led her to her bed where they all sat down together.
Adam began rubbing her back and Stephen had his hand on her leg. Suddenly she felt Adams mouth on the back of her neck. She knew that it was wrong, but it felt so good. She took a deep breath and sighed as Stephen plunged his mouth down on hers. It had been years since she had kissed another man besides her husband and she had forgotten how passionate it could be.
She did not resist the two men, but kissed Stephen back and reached around her placing her hand on Adams head. She felt Adams hands slide down her sides and he began lifting her shirt. Stephen joined him and before Aleah knew what was going on they had her shirt over her head. Stephen pushed her gently back on the bed and when she was laid down he removed her panties. She looked at the two men as they hovered over her.
Her body was craving their attention, but her mind would not allow her to forget about her husband. Adam lowered his head to her ear, “Don’t worry about Jerome, he will never treat you that way again,” he said, “tonight is all about you.”
Tingles went through her body as she focused on the two men. Stephen slid his hands up her legs t
o her thighs before pushing them apart while Adam focused on her dark brown nubs. She looked down at the two men, their pale skin contrasting against her dark brown skin and it turned her on even more. She had never been with a white man and even though she knew that these were not men she was still more excited that she had ever been with Jerome.
Stephen slid his hand over her slit and it was not until that point that she realized just how wet she was. As he reached the bottom of her slit he gently slid two fingers deep inside of her then dropped his face down and began gently running his tongue over the outer lips of her pussy.
Aleah moaned deeply, closing her eyes. When she opened them she found that Adam was taking his clothes off and as he pulled his pants down her reveled an amazing huge cock. She immediately wanted it inside of her and clenched her pussy around Stephens fingers.
Adam began rubbing his cock as he looked at Aleah’s body and she felt more desirable than she ever had before. Stephen lifted his head and Adam quickly placed his head between Aleah’s thighs. His cock was aligned perfectly with her hand and she began sliding it up and down his cock. As she did, he began flicking at her clit with his tongue. Aleah moaned as Stephen pounded his fingers into her both of them working as hard as they could to make her come.
When she came it was hard. She squirted all over Stephen’s fingers and a smile formed on his face. This was something that Jerome refused to allow her to do and said it was disgusting, but this time there was no stopping it. Adam raised his head and looked at Aleah trying to catch her breath as Stephen positioned himself between her legs and began sliding his huge cock into her.
Adam placed his at her mouth and allowed her to take it in as she wished. She could taste his precum as he slid in and out of her mouth hitting the back of her throat as she forced her head farther and farther down the shaft.
It was not long and she was coming again, which caused Stephen so explode inside of her. He howled as he filled her with is fluids and once she had caught her breath Adam took his place. Stephen laid beside her fondling her nipples and kissing her sweetly as Adam slid his thick shaft into her already exhausted body. He pushed her legs far apart and fucked her as hard as he could. Aleah squealed in pleasure as Stephen slid his hand between her legs and teased her clit. Soon she could feel Adam coming inside of her and just the thought of it pushed her over the edge.
The three of them fell asleep that night in Aleah’s bed completely naked and completely satisfied. The next morning when Aleah awoke the men were gone, but there was a note. It said: Shower and go see your husband. He is ready for you.
There was a heart at the bottom and even though she was sad to see them go, she knew that they had given her a night that she would not forget. Aleah showered and dressed but did not pack her bags. She was unsure if she was going to go back to Jerome or not. She would decide that by how he behaved toward her.
When she opened the door to his hotel room, she saw him sitting on the bed with his head down. She could see the dark marks on his skin before she was even in the door. When he lifted his head, she saw that there were cuts and bruises not only on his face but all over his body. It looked as if everything he had ever done to her had been done to him in one night.
Aleah walked to the bed and sat down. “I’m so sorry,” Jerome said and he started to cry. For the first time Aleah believed that he understood what he had put her through. They enjoyed the relationship conference and spent the rest of their vacation getting to know each other again.
Aleah did go home with Jerome but it was several weeks before she would allow him to have sex with her. She felt no guilt for what she had done, but decided he had to earn her back. The only reason that she had allowed him to have sex with her was that she found out 6 weeks after returning home from vacation that she was pregnant.
The doctor had confirmed it and wanted to do an ultrasound, which Aleah had refused. She knew that the baby either belonged to Adam or Stephen. She knew it was not her husbands and she knew that it was not human. Fear filled her as she wondered what was growing inside of her and what it would do to her body.
She remembered all of the stories that she had heard about Nibiruians breeding with humans in order to eliminate the human race. She wondered if that were true. She wondered if they would come for the baby, if they would take it or if they would take her.
More than anything she wondered how her husband was going to react if she had a Nibiruian baby. She wondered if the baby would look like a human or if it would be a shape shifter and she wondered if the baby would be white. She would never be able to explain a light skinned baby to her husband given that they both had very dark skin.
Aleah was thankful to the two men that had joined her in her hotel room while she was on vacation. They had saved her marriage and maybe even her life, but as the days went on and the baby grew in her belly, she wondered if that was what they really had done. She feared that when Jerome found out he would become the man that he was before they had gone to Nibiru and she knew that even if the child was a hybrid she would love it because it was hers and she would have to do whatever it took to protect it. Even if that meant leaving her husband.
Finally, Aleah told Jerome that she was pregnant and he was filled with excitement. Then she told him to sit down that there was more. She explained about the night that she had with the two men and how she knew the baby was not his.
Jerome sat back in his seat, “It was my fault you couldn’t have a baby,” he said, shaking his head, “Everything that happened was my fault.”
Aleah just looked at him. He had changed so much since the trip sometimes she wondered if he was still her husband. He asked her if she wanted the baby and she told him yes. Jerome told his wife that he would raise the baby as his own and did not care what it looked like. He apologized for putting her through hell and for blaming her for everything that went wrong in his life. He told her he knew the entire time that he was to blame but did not want to admit it.
Aleah wrapped her arms around her husband’s neck. “I love you,” Jerome whispered in her ear. Aleah smiled, “I love you,” she answered.
THE END
The Cowboy’s Rescued Widow
Chapter one
I stand here shaking like a leaf and I have no idea how I’m supposed to deal with something like this. I didn’t know that Hank had been carrying this burden on his shoulders. Now that he was dead, those debts that he had incurred were now coming down on me. It was bad enough that he was gone, but now I was overwhelmed to the point that I wanted to scream. I was Hope Crosby and my husband was Hank, but I suppose with his death that the last name Crosby went with him. This really couldn’t be happening, but the sleepless nights were a sure sign that it was. I would wake up thinking that he was there, but only finding the empty side of his bed.
My mother told me that being beautiful was not something that I should take lightly. Having spun gold hair and an hourglass figure with birthing hips was a sought after commodity. I was just glad that I was off the meat market, but apparently those days were over. I was not one to mess with. I might have only been 130 pounds and 5’9, but I could be a force to be reckoned with. My family was very important to me and I would lay down my life to protect my husband and everything that he had worked for.
I was still relatively young at 22 and being married for the past five years with the man of my dreams was like my life was complete. I did not fall into the trap of settling and Hank was the man that I was supposed to be with. Unfortunately, he had succumbed to a rare disease. Nobody really knew what to call it and they were just thankful that it wasn’t contagious. I’d known that his father had died of the same thing, but I never knew that he would succumb to it himself.
I stand here in front of this man and he’s licking his lips and looking me over like I’m prime steak ready to be devoured. He tells me that my husband owes him for cattle. I had no way to dispute his claims. I had this funny feeling that he was not going to take no for an answer.
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“I don’t care about your problems, little lady. I just want what is due to me or maybe I will have to take it some other way.” He was not attractive, had whiskey breath, not to mention this growth of beard that seemed to collect food. His teeth were rotting, but it was his eyes that were the most unnerving. He was obviously undressing me and thinking of depraved ways that I could pay back the debt.
“You’ll get your damn money.” He tried to reach for me with those tobacco stained hands and I pulled away, while reaching for the pitchfork that was sitting by the door. If need be, I would use it to make a statement that would reverberate into the town.
“Hope, there’s no reason to get defensive. I’m just giving you an option and that’s more than other people are going to do for you. You’re certainly not going to get that from the bank. Just remember that before you start burning bridges. I’ll be back and I’ll expect my money.” I could see that he was perturbed and I guess I could understand his reaction. After all my husband had died and had taken his money with him.
I put my hand to my forehead, while my other hand was up on top of the door with the white paint peeling. I watched him get on his horse, his eyes still staring at me and making me feel dirty inside. There was no way that I was going to entertain that idea. It’s just that I was backed into a corner. I wasn’t exactly a woman of means and Hank’s family had died a long time ago. I wasn’t going to get any support that way. I didn’t have any skills, except for sewing. I suppose I could try my hand at making clothing.
When he was gone, I turned around and came face to face with that foreclosure notice. The bank had slapped it on my door, as a reminder that I had responsibilities to be fulfilled. That notice was mocking me, making me reach out to it and tear it off the door with my bare hands. I did it with such force that my fingernails had actually scratched into the surface. I balled it up in my fist and I stared down at it with hatred in my eyes.
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