Alien Romance Box Set: Romantic Suspense: Alien Destiny: Scifi Alien Romance Adventure Romantic Suspence Trilogy (Complete Series Box Set Books 1-3)

by Ashley L. Hunt

  “Tell me what you know,” he says.

  He takes one of the chairs at the small dining table. I notice him looking at the tray and he lifts the lid. He makes a huffing sound as he sees I haven’t touched the nasty stuff.

  “Not going to eat what we give you, Princess?”

  “May I look at you, Sire?”

  “You may.”

  I raise my head and try hard not to glare at the man. “I am having an issue taking the live things into my mouth. My husband had told me he would help me until I got used to eating the food on my own. How is your son, sir?”

  “My son is fine. He’s come to his senses.” His eyes lock on mine.

  The fear in my eyes must be what he’s looking for. I’m positive it’s there as I have no idea what he means by Kerr coming to his senses.

  Does it mean he’s annulling our marriage?

  “May I ask exactly what that means, Sire?”

  “No, you may not. I want you to tell me what you know about the uprising on Euthenia.” He crosses his arms over his chest and waits for an answer I do not have.

  “I swear to you I know nothing about it, sir.” My eyes do not waver. There is only honesty behind my words and any person would know I’m hiding nothing.

  He rises and turns away from me. “I will be back to check on you in approximately one hour. Your food will need to be completely eaten by that time or it will be the hook and the strap for you.”

  “Will Kerr be coming?” I ask with hope.

  Spinning on his heel, he turns back and gives me an evil smile. “No. It will be me who administers the punishment if you do not eat every bit of what’s on that platter, girl. We do not waste things where you are going. Remember that, please.”

  The door glides back open, and he leaves me.

  And now it seems I must shove those awful snails down my throat or be tied up, naked, and beaten.

  It’s hard to say which is worse. My heart pounds as I find I want my husband more than I ever have.

  But does he still want me?

  What could the King have meant by telling me Kerr has come to his senses? Could Kerr be acting as if he thinks I’m capable of being involved in such a thing as an uprising on his planet?

  Did my father know of the impending uprising and award me to Kerr to get the royals and their guards away from the capital so this could happen?

  My father always acted as if he loved me. Is it possible he would do this to me on purpose?

  My head hurts as it spins nearly out of control. The door glides open and I nearly fall off the bed to get to him.

  “Kerr!” I run to him and he catches me in his arms and picks me up.

  His mouth covers mine and I melt as his tongue touches mine, stroking it and taking me to a much better place.

  I can hear my heart pounding as he releases me. “We haven’t much time. My father told me he would be coming back in here soon to see if you have eaten.”

  He pulls me with him to the table and sits down, pulling me to sit on his lap. “I have to eat this all or he will beat me.”

  “I know. That’s why I snuck and changed the monitor to your room then came in to help you with this.” He pulls the lid off the tray and takes a large portion of the snails and eats them.

  I wince as the things wiggle in the spoon just before he places them in his mouth. “Kerr, your father said you had come to your senses. What does that mean?”

  “It means I told him what he wanted to hear. He was going to keep me locked up if he thought I was going to fight him on this.” He grazes my cheek with the back of his hand. “You’ll need to eat a little of this. I don’t want you starving to death.”

  I give him a nod and close my eyes. “Just put it in, Kerr.”

  The metal of the spoon rests on my tongue, leaving a metallic taste in my mouth. He tips my head back and the slimy stuff runs down my throat without touching my tongue.

  I swallow and open my eyes. “Thank you.”

  His lips touch mine and his arms run around me, pulling me to him. Ending his sweet kiss, he holds his forehead against mine. “Kataline, I will get you freed. Somehow I will get him to see you had nothing to do with what’s happening at home. I will have to act like I’m on his side, though. So if he brings me in here, please don’t take anything I say or do seriously. It will all be an act to get him to trust me.”

  I nod. “So, you still want me as your wife?”

  “I do. Look me in the eye and tell me the truth, please.”

  Looking straight into his eyes, I say, “Kerr, I had nothing to do with what’s happing on your planet. I had no knowledge of anything, I swear on my life.”

  “I believe you, Kataline. Now one more bite of this for you and I’ll finish the rest.”

  With one more bite and him taking the rest, the platter is clean and I am no longer in danger of getting punished by the King.

  Kerr makes a low growl as he picks me up and turns me around on his lap to face him. He moves my legs on either side of him and pushes down his loose-fitting pants, exposing his desire for me.

  My eyes light up as he pushes the robe open and slides me down his long length. I sigh as he fills me. “I’ve missed you,” I say as I relish how he fills me completely.

  His lips brush against my hair as he pulls me close to him and lifts me up to stroke him. “I’ve missed you too, Baby.”

  Softly we both moan as he lifts me up over and over to stroke his hard cock. My naked breasts rub the soft fabric of his shirt, making the nipples hard and erect.

  The silkiness of his long, blond hair has my hands moving through it and loving the scent released by the motion. It’s citrusy in nature with a musky undertone. I inhale deeply to take in as much of it as I can to keep with me when he has to leave me.

  The way his large hands bite into my waist as he picks me up to move my body over his sends sensations through me of being light as a feather in his strong hands.

  His warm lips touch my neck, sending chills through me. He bites it hard, igniting a moan from me.

  Moving my hands from his luxurious hair, I trail my fingertips over his muscled back then down his arms. His giant biceps move every time he lifts me up.

  I leave my hands on them, enjoying the feeling of the bulky muscles as they move beneath my hands. Trailing kisses along my neck, Kerr’s mouth finds mine, and he kisses me hard. His tongue twirls with mine.

  The feel of his muscles moving, his tongue stroking, and his long, hard cock filling me over and over again is taking my body to its edge. I blow apart inside with a quiet moan as I know we have to be quiet, lest we’re overheard and caught.

  Kerr pulls his mouth from mine and speaks through clenched teeth, “Come all over my hard cock, Baby. Give it all to me.”

  His words spark something in me and I ride him harder as my walls squeeze him, provoking him to join me in this ecstasy.

  With a moan, his body stiffens and heat fills me. It’s the best feeling in the universe. It’s all I want. To be with him like this forever is all I want out of life. And yet, for now, at least, this has to be short-lived.

  I’ll not be able to lie in his arms and fall asleep. I’ll not get to lie my head on his chest and hear his heart beating inside it.

  “I love you, Kataline,” his words come in a whisper near my ear.

  My heart pounds even harder. It has only been a few days since we’ve been together and truth be told, I never expected to hear the words come from him.

  He looks at me and I take his gorgeous face between my hands. “I love you, too, Kerr.” I place a gentle kiss on his plump lips to seal our confession of love.

  As I pull back from the kiss, I can see a new light in his blue-green eyes. It must be the love he claimed to have for me.

  I hope mine are showing him I really meant what I said too.

  “I have to leave,” he says with a frown.

  I nod and climb off his lap. He gets up and gives me a hug. “Please try to get him to believe m
e, Kerr. I want to be near you. This is torture.”

  “For me as well. I will do my best and I’ll come to you as often as I can manage. Don’t forget what I said about not taking what I say in his presence seriously. But act like you are. You know?”

  “I do. Thank you, Kerr.” I give him one last squeeze as he kisses the top of my head. “Come back as soon as you can. I miss you already.”

  “I will.” He lets me out of his hold and places his thumb on my chin.

  “I love you.”

  I look up at him and smile. “And I love you, my sweet husband.”

  Kerr pulls my robe back around me tight and ties the belt to hold it closed. One kiss he leaves on the tip of my nose then he turns away from me.

  As he leaves my room, my heart hurts with his absence.

  I have to make the King believe me! But how?

  Crawling on the large, soft bed, I climb under the blanket and snuggle down. My body feels more relaxed and satisfied after the love we made.

  I haven’t slept in a long time and now I feel as if I could fall asleep. Thanks to my husband’s visit. Though brief, it brought me much happiness.

  Just as my eyes close the door opens, and the King walks in. “I hope you’ve done as I’ve said to.” I sit up as he pulls the lid off the tray to find it emptied of the nasty contents it had held.

  Keeping my head down and eyes averted I wait for him to leave. Instead, he sits down on the chair. “Tell me all you know, Kataline.”

  “I really don’t know a thing about the uprising. I swear it to you.” My eyes dart up to his for a moment and I find him frowning.

  “I really didn’t want it to come to this. There are other ways to make you talk, girl. Surely you know that.”

  “Sir, I am begging you not to do anything rash. I was awarded to your son. That is all I was ever told. I was given to him as a peace offering from what my father told me. I am not saying no one on Earth was helping the Earthlings on Euthenia, but I have no knowledge of that. I’d like to add if I may, that if you allow me to, I will do all I can to speak to the Earthlings who are a part of the rebellion to get them to call it off. I want to help you. My new father.”

  I add the term to try to get him to look at me in a different light. Instead of softening him though it seems to be upsetting him as he says, “I am not your father. I will let you sleep on things tonight. Perhaps tomorrow you will decide you want to tell me the truth about things.”

  “I am telling you the truth, sir.” I lower my eyes to look at the bed in front of me.

  The man has me even more tired than I was before he came in. He’s a bully in my opinion. One who doesn’t listen to anyone, but himself and looks for something to take issue with.

  He leaves with no more words, thank goodness and I lie back and close my eyes.

  The man is going to prove hard to win over. If it’s even possible.

  CHAPTER 2

  Kerr

  The light in my room is dim, but not completely off. I wanted to make love to my wife in the total darkness. The sensory deprivation is supposed to lead to intense pleasure and unreal orgasms.

  It’s a thing I was very much looking forward to, but my father had to go and lock her away. For my safety he said.

  It’s infuriating he thinks the little thing could do me any harm anyway. I’m no fool, and I know she’s being truthful about her having no knowledge of the uprising.

  My father has been on the decline for years now. His mental stability has been in question for some time by the immediate family. It’s become worse since Mother passed.

  I recall my mother saying as he started to become so opinionated about the people from Earth that his blood was most likely tainted with Earthling blood. He had such an irrational hatred of them.

  My father was not born a royal. His was a commoner named Hexultan. My mother, Gleeu, was the heiress to the throne. Her father was King and he and his wife had two daughters. My mother was the oldest and first in line for the thrown.

  She fell in love with a commoner, my father. He began working at the palace when he was a mere twelve-years-old. His parents were pilots, bringing people from one planet to the next. It had them traveling all over the place.

  After a heated argument one night about what was rumored to be about who my father’s real father was, his father killed his mother and then himself.

  It’s not a thing which happens often on our planet and the news was everywhere. My father was left orphaned. He and his younger brother were all alone then.

  His younger brother went to live with some other relative, but my father wanted to work at the palace. Thanks to my grandfather, he was given a job in the gardens.

  When my mother was fifteen, and he was seventeen he began bringing her flowers every day to put in her bedroom.

  She told him she liked blue flowers, and he managed the gardens on either side of the palace to produce only flowers in shades of blue just for her.

  All around the palace had been purple flowers, and the change he made didn’t go unnoticed. When the King saw how much trouble he’d went to just to impress his daughter, the King asked my mother if she was interested in the young man.

  She was and my father went from gardener to Duke of Capital City in the matter of one day with one ceremony.

  Never had there been a Duke of Capitol City before that. My father will most likely be the only man ever to hold that title.

  A few years later when my mother was twenty, the two married. Five years later the King died and my mother became Queen. My father became the King.

  Some of the other male royals, true royals by blood, were not happy with the fact my father was not of noble birth and not even positive he was one hundred percent Euthenian.

  Controversy carried on for a few years before it was squashed by my mother who declared if another person spoke a negative word against her husband she would have them executed.

  She was tough like that. No nonsense, once she’d had enough. Straight to the old ways. Her father was the same, so all believed she’d do it. No one uttered a word about my father’s blood after that.

  Then she died and a little bit of the talk started up again, until her sister, Princess Narlobine, I call her Auntie Nar, came to his defense and reminded the people the order still stood whether the Queen was alive to enforce it or not, she would stand behind the King and help him to enforce it if necessary.

  I wish Nar was on this ship with us rather than on one of the other ships in the armada. Her help with my father would be greatly appreciated.

  Perhaps when we stop at the Ulta Minor space stop to use their sun to charge our ships up for the second leg of our journey I can get her to speak with my father about allowing Kataline to be allowed to be with me.

  My arms ache to hold her and my cock twitches at the thought of her.

  I wonder if she’s lying in her bed right now thinking about me. Her hands might be running over her body, remembering how I touched her not long ago.

  I sit up in complete frustration and pull on a black robe. To hell with this lying in bed by myself shit. Everyone’s asleep anyway and won’t be waking for another ten hours.

  My wife’s bed is lonely and I will not allow that. Not when I know she’s telling us the truth, and he’s just being an ass because he hates the people from Earth.

  As I move out of my bedroom, I stay close to the sides of the hall and pull the hood of the robe over my head. The surveillance will have a difficult time making out a figure if I stay close to the wall in this very dim light.

  My father has to take medication to help him stay asleep. So he won’t be able to catch me in the act. And if he does I’ll just explain how I have needs now.

  I’m not setting her free or anything. Just going to her room to get my needs met.

  Who wouldn’t understand that?

  Pressing the button to open her door, I see the room is dim, and she’s under her blanket fast asleep. I turn the light completely off and t
he room is void of light.

  Making my way to her bed, I get rid of my robe and climb up it until I find her. Her breath is coming out in tiny gasps and my heart is pounding as I take her lips in a gentle kiss.

  “What?” she shouts and I have to grab her so she doesn’t fall off the bed, trying to get away from me.

  “Shh. It’s me, Kerr, your husband. Be quiet, we don’t want to get caught, do we?” I pull the blanket back, and she wiggles into my arms.

  “Kerr, you came back. How sweet.” Her lips press against my chest as her hands run over me.