Alien Alphas: Twenty-Three Naughty Sci-Fi Romance Novellas

by Grace Goodwin

  Table of Contents

  Alien Alphas: Twenty-Three Naughty Sci-Fi Romance Novellas

  Promised to the Alien by Sue Lyndon

  Sold to the Enemy by Sara Fields

  Their Zandian Mate by Renee Rose

  Fated Possession by Cari Silverwood

  Claiming His Virgin by Grace Goodwin

  Dark Warlord by Cynthia Sax

  Draekon Rescue by Lee Savino and Lili Zander

  Strangeways by Addison Cain

  Her Savage Mate by Kallista Dane

  Her Consort by Maren Smith

  Vanquished Mate by Ava Sinclair

  The Warrior’s Pleasure-Girl by Emily Tilton

  The Enforcer by Ashe Barker

  Conquering Kayla by Korey Mae Johnson

  Becoming a Private Pet by Ivy Barrett

  Finding Sitra by Jane Henry

  Under Contract by Jaye Peaches

  Her Biker from Mars by Katie Douglas

  Doubly Dominant by Loki Renard

  His Human Bride by Maria Monroe

  Dravven’s Submissive by Megan Michaels

  Swallowed by Darkness by Myra Danvers

  The Ghost in the Stars by Sophie Kisker

  Alien Alphas

  Twenty-Three Naughty Sci-Fi Romance Novellas

  By

  Sue Lyndon, Sara Fields, Renee Rose, Cari Silverwood, Grace Goodwin, Cynthia Sax, Lee Savino, Lili Zander, Addison Cain, Kallista Dane, Maren Smith, Ava Sinclair, Emily Tilton, Ashe Barker, Korey Mae Johnson, Ivy Barrett, Jane Henry, Jaye Peaches, Katie Douglas, Loki Renard, Maria Monroe, Megan Michaels, Myra Danvers, and Sophie Kisker

  Copyright © 2018 by Sue Lyndon, Sara Fields, Renee Rose, Cari Silverwood, Grace Goodwin, Cynthia Sax, Lee Savino, Lili Zander, Addison Cain, Kallista Dane, Maren Smith, Ava Sinclair, Emily Tilton, Ashe Barker, Korey Mae Johnson, Ivy Barrett, Jane Henry, Jaye Peaches, Katie Douglas, Loki Renard, Maria Monroe, Megan Michaels, Myra Danvers, and Sophie Kisker

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  This book is intended for adults only.

  Promised to the Alien by Sue Lyndon

  Chapter One

  The twin moons rested high in the star-encrusted sky, casting an ethereal white glow over the mountainous landscape of Tar-qua. Nighttime insects hummed and screeched against the backdrop of a breeze whistling through the trees. After weeks spent aboard the relatively quiet interstellar alien ship, the Zenallia, the swell of noise overwhelmed Lana. She paused on the walkway that led away from the landing platform, taking in her new surroundings. Her heart skittered and flutters climbed in her stomach as reality began to set in.

  This strange planet was to be her home. For the rest of her life. She had known, ever since she was a small child, that she would journey here shortly after her twentieth birthday, but despite an entire lifetime of preparation, she had never truly felt ready to face the future that had been chosen for her.

  Someone behind her cleared their throat, prompting Lana to continue down the sloping stone path to a set of stairs that descended to the city. Clutching her suitcase, she caught up with the line of women in front of her. Including Lana, three hundred and fifty-two women, one from each dome city on Earth, walked in silence through the night, flanked by over three dozen burly Tar-quan guards.

  Setting foot on this world and finally breathing in its humid but fragrant air left Lana with a stark sense of finality, but the beauty of this planet buoyed her spirits somewhat. If the world was this breathtaking during the nighttime hours, she supposed it would be more magnificent by the light of day.

  You’re going on an adventure, her best friend, Maggie, had said six weeks ago. I will miss you, terribly so, but you must not dwell on the past. You must focus on your new life and all the joy that comes with marriage and starting a family.

  Lana thought back on her dear friend’s comforting words and hoped she indeed found happiness on this world. Perhaps her chosen mate, Tarrz, would not be as rough mannered as most Tar-quans. She could only pray. Swallowing hard, she entered the alien city with the rest of the human women. There were no streetlamps, but the moons, along with the brilliantly shining stars, provided more than adequate lighting. The houses were large with huge arching doorways, and vines blooming with tiny, glimmering blue flowers covered the sides of many buildings. Though the streets were cleared of trees, the spaces between houses and other buildings remained thick with vegetation.

  The din of the nighttime insects buzzed as loud inside the city as near the landing platform, making it difficult for Lana to sort out her thoughts. She gazed at each house they passed, wondering which one she would soon call home. Her breath caught in her chest, and her stomach did a little flip. She also couldn’t help but ponder what Tarrz would be like. That he would be tall, muscular, and dark-haired with reddish skin was a given, as most Tar-quan males looked similar in appearance, but would he be kind and patient?

  Though she had studied this world her whole life, even learning the native language, she felt a stab of self-consciousness knowing she wouldn’t likely acclimate to the Tar-quan way of life overnight. Their culture was vastly different from Earth’s, with a strictly male-dominated society. Females on Tar-qua didn’t work outside the home, and to even walk out the front door, whether on an errand or to visit a friend, she would need to obtain permission from her mate. The very idea of requesting permission for such a simple thing already riled her.

  In her dome city back on Earth, Lana had had much freedom. She’d gone wherever she pleased, no matter the time of day, without worry. Of course, dome cities were safe—free from crime and any dangerous predators. But here on Tar-qua, there wasn’t a dome to keep the scary things out. This world was wide open, intimidating, and there were rules and customs to adhere to that would take some getting used to.

  The guards directed the women to turn left, down a wide street lined with more houses and trees, until they came to a massive building decorated with glowing purple lanterns. Music spilled out from within. It was tradition that all the Earth women were married to their new mates immediately upon arrival, and with her pulse jumping, Lana realized this was the venue for the ceremony.

  Her mouth went dry and she placed her suitcase down outside the doors, as directed by the guards, and tried to will her nerves to calm. But it was no use. In mere moments, she would meet Tarrz, and not long after making his acquaintance, she would become his wife. His mate. She gulped and exchanged a worried look with Meris, the petite blonde she’d shared her quarters with during the last six weeks as they journeyed through the stars.

  Despite her obvious anxiety, Meris flashed Lana a smile. “Come on, then. We mustn’t keep our new husbands waiting.”

  “Right,” Lana said, rolling her eyes. “Somebody has to pay for all the energy it takes to run Earth’s booming dome cities. Too bad the Tar-quans won’t accept universal credits in exchange for their TS400 reactors. We could still be on Earth, with our families.
But instead, here we are. Bought and paid for by a race of barbarians.”

  “Females are worth more than universal credits,” said a tall alien, in perfect English, as he emerged from the shadows.

  Meris gasped and hurried into the building, but Lana froze and stared at the large Tar-quan who was walking closer and closer. He came to stand directly in front of her and gave her a stern look of disapproval, making her instantly regret her words.

  What had she been thinking, speaking so freely about her feelings regarding the arrangement Earth’s dome cities had with the Tar-quans? One of the first things she’d learned in school was that speaking against the trade agreement in any way was strictly forbidden. She hoped this alien didn’t seek out Tarrz and inform him of her lapse in judgement.

  He leaned down, until his face was level with hers. “I suggest you keep your opinion on the Earth–Tar-qua trade agreement to yourself, little human, unless you want to endure the strap on your wedding night. If I heard my mate speaking as you just did, I would punish her severely for disrespect. If not for the Tar-quans’ assistance, your dome cities on Earth would have perished long ago.”

  Taken aback by his great size, she studied him for a moment. God, he was huge and muscular—intimidatingly so. Having glimpsed plenty of Tar-quans before, when they came to visit her dome city, she had not expected to see an alien this large here in the city, and she felt a stab of pity for whichever human woman found herself mated to this male. He was easily more than two heads taller than her, and aside from his size, this particular Tar-quan seemed overly stern.

  An involuntary tingle raced across her bottom at the thought of enduring a punishment from the no-nonsense male who was glaring down at her. Despite her fear, her face heated and a sudden ache throbbed between her thighs. She quickly lowered her head, hoping he did not notice her blushing.

  What was wrong with her? How could she experience such a visceral reaction in the presence of one of these savages? She lifted her chin, reminding herself of why she was on Tar-qua in the first place. Not of her own free will, that was for certain.

  She resented having to leave her home and spend the rest of her life here, and she’d promised herself she wouldn’t become attracted to her mate, or worse—develop tender feelings for him. But the odd tremors racing through her left her shaken, and she tried to push her sudden uncertainties away.

  She would do her duty and marry the Tar-quan that she’d been assigned to, but she would not develop tender feelings of any sort for her mate. Her marriage to Tarrz was a business arrangement and nothing more. Hopefully her mate wouldn’t stare at her with the same feral intensity as this alien, and hopefully he wouldn’t be as large and strict, either. Or as ruggedly handsome, she thought, fighting back another flush as she helplessly admired the way the lantern light danced over his reddish skin.

  “Excuse me,” she said, trying to walk around him. “I must get inside. My mate will be waiting.” The rest of the women were inside the building now, as were all the guards, leaving Lana alone with this fierce-looking alien. Her pulse thundered in her ears.

  The Tar-quan stepped aside, and with a sigh of relief, Lana entered the building and searched for the official crest of her dome city, New Leesburg, painted on the floor. It wasn’t difficult to locate, as most of the other women had already located their respective crests, and she rushed to stand at the base of the painting that depicted a sun rising over a lush green valley. She tried to shake off the pang of homesickness that resonated in her chest.

  This is home now. Stop thinking of Earth.

  Glancing around, she found it curious that a Tar-quan male already stood next to each woman, but her mate hadn’t yet approached her dome city’s crest. She waited, alone, as the crowd around her murmured, and on a dais high above the gathering, five males in red robes stared down. From her studies of this culture, Lana knew they were the priests that would perform the wedding ceremony. Her gaze traveled higher to a balcony section where dozens of Tar-quan males and females were seated, the latter being a mix of full humans and half-bloods. Some of the males were probably half-bloods too, but she’d heard such men usually didn’t differ in appearance from a full-blooded Tarquan. The trade agreement had been in effect long enough for the children born of the first Tar-quan–human matches to have reached adulthood already. The number of males, though, vastly exceeded the number of females.

  Where was her mate? Had Tarrz changed his mind? Or was he simply running late?

  Her mind spun as she considered all the possibilities for his absence, but before she could worry herself any further, a tall male came to stand beside her. His muscular red arm brushed against hers, and she glanced up, ready to greet him, but only a gasp escaped her lips.

  Oh, God. It was the same Tar-quan who’d scolded her outside.

  “Tarrz?”

  “Hello, Lana.”

  “You-you’re my mate?”

  “Yes, I am. You would do well to keep that in mind before you make any more brazen comments about the arrangement my people have with yours.”

  Before she could think of a response, the music ceased playing and the crowd quieted. The wedding ceremony was about to begin.

  * * *

  Tarrz inhaled the sweet, feminine scent of his new mate, Lana. She was a small creature, but pleasing to the eye. In fact, he found her to be the loveliest female he’d ever seen. His pulse raced and his blood heated as he stood beside her, watching as she trembled and stared at the floor while the priests bestowed a blessing on the mass of gathered couples.

  When he’d overheard Lana’s rude remarks outside, he hadn’t known she was his mate. The only thing he’d known of his mate beforehand was her city dome and her name, so he hadn’t any idea what his female looked like yet. However, when he’d overheard her rude comments about his people, he’d been enraged. She ought to be grateful his people were helping hers survive.

  Outside of the climate-controlled dome cities, Earth was a dangerously hot barren wasteland. Without the Tar-quan’s technology, humans might have had to abandon their planet entirely, and millions, if not billions, of souls would have perished. All that the Tar-quans asked for in exchange for the use of their TS400 reactors was the gift of a female from each dome city every year.

  The sound of a horn being blown by the oldest priest indicated the ceremony was over, and all the human females had officially become the property of their Tar-quan mates. Eager to escape the crowd, Tarrz grabbed Lana’s arm and guided her outside into the humid night air.

  “Where are your belongings, little human?”

  She glanced at him, wide-eyed, before nodding at a small black suitcase. He released her arm only long enough to pick up her luggage, then continued leading her away from the building.

  He couldn’t wait to get her home, alone, this little human female who was now all his.

  Of course, there was the matter of her disrespect to address first. He couldn’t ignore her earlier comments, nor the irritated tone in which she’d spoken them. He couldn’t have her speaking in such a rude manner again, particularly in public.

  If others heard her, it might cause discord among the human females. His people would not tolerate any form of rebellion from their otherworldly mates, thus any females who spoke out against the arranged marriages must always be dealt with firmly.

  Judging by her rapid breaths and her incessant shaking, Lana likely realized he hadn’t forgotten about their earlier conversation. She knew she was in trouble.

  They continued walking through the streets in silence, the rest of the crowd already dispersed, as Tarrz’s house sat on the very edge of the city. The breeze picked up, blowing Lana’s auburn locks about her shoulders, and bringing the sweet scent of her directly to his nostrils. Gods, she smelled like the rare lunar flowers that bloomed on the Gerrona Mountains. His gaze swept over her luscious curves, and he appreciated that she’d worn a form-fitting dress that hugged her in all the right places. She had ripe, full breasts, and t
hough she was a slender girl, her hips and bottom flared out nicely. He couldn’t wait to get his hands on her, couldn’t wait to strip her clothes off and claim her as his.

  Finally, they reached his abode. The front door automatically slid open upon their approach, and he ushered her inside and set her suitcase down, but remained holding her by the arm. He was not entirely sure she wouldn’t try to run from him, and he had no desire to spend his evening chasing down his new mate.

  “Luchunna amor-hel.” He gave the verbal command for his security system to lock all the doors and windows, and only then did he loosen his grip on Lana’s arm. If she tried to run now, she would not make it very far.

  “You-you have a beautiful home,” she said softly, but avoided making eye contact.

  Tarrz stepped back and stared at her, waiting to see if she would offer an apology for her disrespectful comments, but she pressed her lips together and said nothing more. She wrapped her arms around herself and shifted awkwardly in place.

  “Lana, I understand you don’t wish to be here, but you must never speak as you did earlier again. I will not stand for it.” He stepped forward and placed a finger beneath her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze. “Yes, you were bought and paid for, in a way. But remember, it was your people who sold you to me, and that makes me your master, little human. You had best not forget it.”

  Defiance flashed in her eyes and her jaw clenched, but still she said nothing. No apology, and no hint of acceptance for her new place in life. He took a deep, calming breath, and tried to expel his building anger. But as she persisted in her stubbornness, glaring at him in silence, his rage began to simmer anew.

  Didn’t she realize the price his people paid to maintain the TS400 reactors on her home world? Gathering the materials needed to fuel the reactors was a dangerous undertaking, and many Tar-quans had lost their lives while mining on the Feshinga Asteroid Belt. Tarrz had spent years there, living on a crowded ship in the cold darkness of space, until he’d reached his quota and mined enough reactor material to earn his retirement and his human bride.