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

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by Grace Goodwin


  Trissa had never been good with authority. Not at the Galactic Academy, not at school, not with her guardians. Not with Eudod. Not with anybody. She had precisely zero intention of letting some asshole alien boss her around just because he was tall and handsome and...

  His eyes made contact with hers again.

  “Down.”

  Her hands left her breasts at his bidding.

  “Undo that garment and let it fall to the floor.”

  Again, she found herself obeying him, casting her bra aside.

  He smirked and the intensity in his eyes lessened and Trissa swore.

  “Stop doing that! That’s fucked up!”

  “It is not my fault that your lesser faculties are so susceptible to suggestion,” the Kilvoy officer said. “Humans make such fun little toys. Take your panties off now.”

  “No...”

  He tried to look at her again, but she was smart enough to avert her gaze before whatever supernatural sense he had kicked in.

  “It’s not going to work this time,” she insisted. “I’m not going to look at you.”

  She felt his hands descend on her upper arms, holding her in place. Behind her, two more strong hands clasped her hips and yanked her panties clean off her body, leaving her totally naked. She let out a little shriek of shock as she found herself before the doubled Kilvoy officer who had once again somehow become two strong men instead of one.

  “Oh, you are fun,” he chuckled, seeing her look of surprise and shock. “Did you forget that was possible already?”

  “I’m not stupid,” she scowled, doing her best to cover her body with her hands. “I’m just... not used to weird alien men.”

  “I’m sure you’re not,” the officer smirked. “I’m sure you’re used to hardly anything at all.”

  She didn’t know what he meant by that, but she knew she didn’t like it.

  “This captain of yours,” he said, his eyes running over her now entirely naked form. “Did he attempt to mate with you at any point?”

  “No,” she said, looking between the versions of the officer until the doubled one faded and she was left staring at the original. “Of course not.”

  That was something she had been very grateful for. Eudod had not made so much as a single pass at her, even when they’d been millions of miles from absolutely anywhere and anyone. He’d often pointed out that he was letting her ride for free, but he’d never gone the old school cash, grass, or ass route she half expected.

  “Of course not, you say. So you know your value.”

  “I don’t know what you’re talking about. Can I at least have a robe or something? Please?”

  “You keep saying that the ship did not have any contraband cargo on it, but you’re wrong. It absolutely did,” he said, ignoring her request entirely.

  “What did you find?”

  “You,” he said simply. “You’re quite valuable in our territory. And in your condition, I’d say pound for pound, you’re one of the most expensive items a smuggler could haul.”

  She frowned as she tried to work out what he meant. She had been the cargo this whole time? That didn’t even make sense.

  “So what are you saying? You’re saying some slaver lured me onto his ship and was going to sell me and I just went along with it, not knowing anything the whole time?”

  “Apparently that is precisely what happened to you,” he drawled with no small amount of amusement.

  “That would make me really fucking stupid.”

  “No, that would make you a naive little human female, which is precisely what you are.”

  “And it would mean he left the most valuable thing behind, which is kind of dumb,” she pointed out.

  “Perhaps he understood that if he left something of high value with a Kilvoy inspector, that inspector might well be distracted and not pursue him and the rest of his cargo. Perhaps he simply considered you too much trouble to take with him. Whatever the reasoning, things are what they are. You are in my custody and you are utterly filthy.”

  He took a small pad out of his pocket and moved his finger around on the screen. She couldn’t see what he was doing, but the room began to shift and shimmer.

  She stood there, shocked, as a bathroom complete with shower materialized around her. One moment she was naked in an empty cargo bay, the next she was standing under a cascade of pleasantly hot water running over her head and body.

  “What the hell!” She gave a start and almost fell over from shock. The alien reached out to steady her, his arm getting soaked by the water.

  “Can you keep your feet?” He held her firm, looking concerned at her inability to remain upright in soaking wet conditions.

  “Of course I can. I’m just not used to... weirdness.”

  “Matter-charged compartments are a far better use of space than traditional constructions,” he explained. “We can keep our ships relatively small while maintaining several dozen rooms inside the matter projector. Whatever we need, we inject into physical being. When we no longer need it, it becomes something else. This room can be a bathroom, a bedroom... a cell.” His brows quirked meaningfully on the latter word.

  “They’re all cells if I’m not allowed to leave,” she said. “Doesn’t much matter what they look like.”

  “Oh, but it does,” he replied. “You could find yourself in opulent luxury—or you could end up chained to a dungeon wall. Now wash yourself, human. You are wasting the water.”

  “No, I’m not. The water isn’t even real. How can I waste what doesn’t exist?”

  “It’s very much real,” he replied. “Though true, it can be brought in and out of existence as needed. What I do not have an endless supply of is time and patience. So wash yourself before I do it for you.”

  “Leave me alone to shower then.”

  “Absolutely not.”

  In a naked, dripping standoff with an alien who towered above her, and whose gaze could break her will in an instant, Trissa knew she had no choice but to obey. What could she possibly do against someone this physically and technologically powerful?

  She reached up, took the showerhead from its perch, and let the water roam over her body. The alien stood back, watching with a satisfaction she found far too smug.

  “What’s your name?” She asked the question as the water flowed over her naked body. “I need to know so I can swear at you better.”

  “My name is Kero,” he said. “Actually, it is much deeper and longer than that, but you’ll be able to form that word more simply when complaining, as you are clearly inclined to do with great frequency.”

  “Thanks,” she smirked. “You’re so kind.”

  * * *

  Standing back as the little alien woman began to wash herself, Kero could barely believe his luck. When he’d spotted the junk shuttle he had almost destroyed it on sight, assuming that it was a wreck containing nothing of value. Fortunately he had been intrigued by the small power signature and moved his ship into observation range. The ship had displayed some anomalous behavior, so he had naturally taken a closer look. And there she was. A pretty little firebrand squeaking in annoyance at his intrusion.

  He was still trying to come to terms with the realization that a human female had been delivered to him more or less gift wrapped. All smuggled goods recovered by inspectors became the property of the inspector. That policy was why Kilvoy space was so devastatingly impossible to get through. Everyone was motivated to catch smugglers and deprive them of their goods. The position of inspector was sought after and only accorded to those who had distinguished themselves in the military. As a sole posting, it was suited to those who could stand solitude and maintain vigilance over the long months of patrol.

  Kero had not seen anyone aside from the occasional smuggler in over a year. He was used to keeping his own company but of course he grew lonely from time to time. Now, here he was, suddenly not alone in the slightest. He had a prisoner, of sorts. Her company, though argumentative, was actually very p
leasant.

  He kept a careful eye on her, watching her every move as he did his best to understand her as quickly as possible. Humans were not common in this part of the galaxy. They were known as primitives, a species bordering the animal and the intellectual. Some were brighter than others. This one seemed quite intelligent, if naive.

  She was clearly given to criminal associations and behavior though. The smuggler had not tied her up or kept her by force, so she had obviously been a willing accomplice in the run through Kero’s territory. She had probably hoped to profit from the entire affair.

  He let his eyes run over her beautiful body, taking in the swell of her breasts and bottom, the pleasing curves of her waist and thighs. Human women were nothing short of stunning, and this one was no exception, with those bright plain blue eyes and red-golden hair.

  Kero had never imagined he would see such a creature, let alone have one in his custody. As she soaped and rinsed her body, he allowed himself the pleasure of simply watching her, much as he would have watched a beautiful animal on some wild planet.

  The awe of the moment was broken as she glanced over her shoulder, her eyes flashing with mischief then smirked at him and turned the showerhead in his direction, causing the water to arc out of the shower and all over him. Her laugh was so joyful and rebellious he didn’t have the heart to point out that he could instantly dry himself and his clothing using the very same technology that made water flow out of space.

  She was a naughty little thing who clearly wanted a reaction. She would get one.

  With a dominant growl, Kero hauled her out of the shower, her squirming body beaded with water. He sat down on the edge of a nearby bath and pulled her complaining, squeaking self over his lap, wrapped his arm around her waist to keep her in place, and started to spank her rear with hard swats across gorgeous full round cheeks that simply begged to be reddened.

  “Owwww!” Her complaint was loud and probably disproportionate to the actual discomfort she was in. “What the hell are you doing to me!”

  “When a naughty girl misbehaves with me, she is spanked,” he informed her, swatting her cheeks so they jiggled and bounced alluringly over his lap.

  “It was... owww!! God! Okay! I’m sorry!”

  There was a note of genuine surprise in her tone, as if she were shocked at actually being physically taken to task for her behavior. He wondered what she had expected him to do to her. Nothing, perhaps? How very wrong she had been.

  Her pretty legs kicked back and forth, her toes drumming against the ceramic of the floor as she wriggled over his lap, the curve of her hip grinding against his crotch. It was very stimulating to hold a young woman this way and punish her for her misdeeds. Kero rarely had the opportunity or inclination to do such a thing, but this girl needed a thorough thrashing.

  The punishment was not entirely necessary to make her behave, he admitted to himself. The truth was, he could turn her into a total puppet if he pleased. She responded so quickly and so adeptly to his gaze he was almost certain she had no real ability to resist him at all. He could have made her do any number of things, and perhaps, if she kept up the disobedience and if it became more tiresome than amusing, he would. In the meantime, he was going to enjoy her natural spirit.

  “Owww, please! I’m sorry, I really am!” She started to beg with some real desperation in her voice. The soft swelling rounds of her cheeks were bright red now, marked with his palm and fingers. It was an arousing sight, made all the more so by the scent rising from between her thighs.

  She had quite obviously entered a state of erotic need. Fascinating. To think that a punishment could spark the desire to mate. Kero found himself smiling quite broadly down at the beautiful human female, rubbing some of the heat from her cheeks.

  He stood her up and held her between his thighs, looking at her to gauge her reaction. What he saw was a very sad-looking girl with tears beading in her downcast eyes. If she was aware of her arousal, it was clearly not her primary emotional state. She looked thoroughly chastised and slightly shocked, leading him to believe that she had not been punished this way before. A pity, as it was clearly so effective in her case.

  “Now, little one,” he murmured. “Behave yourself and I won’t have to do that again, will I?”

  Her eyes glistened all the more, she chewed her lower lip for a minute, and then Kero was shocked as she threw herself into his arms and buried her face in his chest as she started to sob.

  “Human...” he said, trying to comfort her as best he could, not understanding the sudden shift in mood at all, but sensing it was very genuine.

  “My name’s Trissa Teovy,” she sniffed.

  “Trissa,” he said. “Why are you crying?”

  “I don’t know.”

  He slid his hands under her arms and held her back for a moment to look at her. “Have I injured you? Was that punishment too severe?”

  She shook her head and leaned back into him. He let her, utterly bewildered as to what was happening. She snuggled into him like a little animal, curling her body up into his lap as he held her and rubbed her back and her sore bottom. Whatever her misery was caused by, it was clearly much more than a matter of being spanked for spraying water. This was obviously a moment of confused catharsis for her.

  “You don’t like to be disciplined, do you,” he murmured against her temple.

  “Even the academy didn’t do that to me.”

  “You were a student?”

  “Briefly,” she said tearfully. “They threw me out because I never followed any orders.”

  “Maybe if they’d been willing to thrash you, they wouldn’t have.”

  “Maybe,” she admitted with a sob. “There were a couple of instructors that wanted to, I think.”

  “I would be willing to bet that there were more than a couple,” he replied, patting her bottom.

  * * *

  Trissa was so embarrassed. She didn’t even know this strange alien man and here she was clinging to him for comfort. The spanking had been the last straw in all the frightening events that had taken place since she woke up on the wrong side of normal. Abandoned by her captain, captured by an alien, and now spanked as if she were just some little...

  “Tell me, Trissa,” he said, a little shiver running down her spine as he intoned her name in that rich masculine voice. “Why are you so upset?”

  “I don’t know,” she wailed. “I don’t know.”

  Trissa had been on her own for a very long time. If not physically, emotionally. In the academy she had been an outcast, a problem, a disciplinary issue who was eventually removed. The instructors there had never had time to talk to her, or do anything besides file demerits against her until she was arraigned for a disciplinary hearing. The whole process had been cold and formal. As for Eudod, well, he’d just been some junkie smuggler, not exactly on her side. Not on anyone’s side.

  She had been so stoic and so tough for so long out of pure necessity. Then this alien had spanked her and all of a sudden the walls she’d been building up for years came tumbling down. Trissa didn’t know him, but her animal brain knew what he represented. Safety, security, order. All of the things she had been deprived of or rejected, all of the things she had craved and yet denied herself. Kero was the embodiment of all of them.

  “I had heard that human women are quite emotional,” he said. “But you have been through a lot. You were betrayed, captured, punished. That would be a great deal for a soldier to deal with, let alone a young untrained female. I think it would be best if I put you to bed.”

  Spanked and put to bed. Was there anything more juvenile? Trissa sniffed and tried to dry her eyes as he manipulated the room once more. The bath he was sitting on became a couch, the water dried from her skin and his clothes, and in place of the shower was a large soft bed. The room was cozy, wood-paneled walls and low lights. As he lifted her up and carried her over to settle her down on the bed, Trissa kept a hold of his lapel, holding on to him.

  “It�
��s time you rested,” he said as he settled her down on the soft bed, reaching up to unfurl her fingers. “I will return when you have slept.”

  “Don’t go,” she whispered. “Please.”

  * * *

  He was supposed to be the one with the mind-shifting gaze, but as those pretty blue eyes begged him, Kero felt his resolve weakening.

  “A moment,” he said. “I am far too formally dressed for the bedroom.”

  She watched as he removed his boots and slid his coat from his shoulders. He stashed his weapons in a lockable cabinet she would not easily open. Then he removed his shirt, leaving himself in nothing but a close under-vest and his pants. He briefly considered removing all his clothing, but he sensed that might panic her.

  More comfortable, he sat down on the bed with her and let her curl up into him, his hand roaming her back and bottom in slow motions as she snuggled into him, instantly trusting.

  As he touched her, her fingers traced over his body too, exploring his chest and his stomach and...

  “Trissa...” he murmured her name warningly as his cock throbbed inside his pants.

  “What?” She looked up at him and he saw fresh mischief in her gaze.

  “You know what you’re doing, don’t you.”

  She bit her lower lip and shook her head. “I’m just touching you.”

  “Little liar,” he growled softly. “I’ll spank you again if you are not careful.”

  “You don’t like me touching you?”

  “It’s not that I don’t like it,” he said. “It’s that you need rest, not to be ravaged.”

  An adorable blush appeared on her cheeks.

  “Have you ever had a man, Trissa?”

  “No, sir,” she said, her eyes lit with interest. He could still detect her scent. She was even more aroused now than she had been before. How quickly her moods could shift. One moment she was clinging to him for forgiveness and comfort, the next she was, well... tempting him. He would have to be careful with this girl. She did not have any kind of advanced abilities, no doubling, no mind gazing, but what she did have she used to her full advantage.

  “You are a very naughty girl,” he said, swatting her bottom lightly.

 

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