Fire Planet Warrior's Lust_A SciFi BBW/Alien Fated Mates Romance

by Calista Skye

  The President of Space Expansion gave her a rare, tight smile. “It seems you were right after all. The friendly approach does work.”

  “Mostly. Sometimes it has to be mixed with some degree of ... um ... aggression.”

  “So noted. The Earth owes you a lot of gratitude. And Captain Xark'ion.”

  “Mostly him. He realized that the Kunuru are essentially cowards and that their urge to kill everyone else didn't run too deep. They just need a purpose.”

  “Don't we all. And you've fulfilled enough purposes for many lifetimes. I think that should be rewarded. So does everyone else. Whenever you decide to come back to Earth, you should get ready for a shower of medals and all kinds of honors. Heck, you'd be elected president of this whole planet if you came back now.”

  Ava laughed. “Then I'll make sure not to come home for a long time.”

  Goanesi smiled. “I understand your sentiment. But you might have to come here sooner than you think. I was fundamentally wrong about the right way to approach aliens. Now that your way has been demonstrated to work, and this thoroughly, I don't think I'm the right person to lead Space Expansion in the time ahead. But I think you just might be. You up for it?”

  Ava frowned. “Are you retiring?”

  “I'll resign from SE next month. They're offering me a professor's chair at Cornell, and I'm going to take it. It's for their new Department of Inter-species Relations. But it would be easier if I had a successor ready to go.”

  Ava thought fast. It was tempting. The Space Expansion tendency to meet every new species with the muzzle of a laser would be a thing of the past, and space would be safer for everyone.

  “Do I have to stay on Earth to do that?”

  Goanesi shrugged. “A major part of this job is to schmooze with government officials to get funding. Or rather, that's the way it has been. Now that we actually are in contact with many alien civilizations, I think that part will diminish. You can probably devise a way to make money for the organization without depending on Earth governments. I mean, a one-percent sales tax on goods that are traded with aliens would pay for about half our current budget. At the current trade level, which is tiny. So there's potential. No, you probably don't need to always be on Earth.”

  Ava thought about it. There would be no greater chance to influence the future of the Earth and make sure it went in the right direction. Peace, friendship, trade, cooperation. Her way.

  “How long do I get to think about it?”

  “Take a week. Then I'll want to know.”

  “Thank you.”

  “You are extremely welcome. You saved our bacon. Earth's, I mean. Goanesi out.”

  The two-dee image went blank and Ava got to her feet. Acerex still rotated outside, and she saw the night side with thousands of tiny, yellow lights. Camp fires and fires outside the tents in the villages. It must be about dinner time in the area the Friendship was just now flying over.

  Someone entered the room, and she could tell from the electric tension in her body that it was him. She didn't turn around, and he didn't say anything until his huge arms were wrapped tightly around her from behind. “You done with your secret conversations?”

  She leaned her head back onto his chest. “For now.”

  He nuzzled her hair the way he often did. “Are you conspiring to conquer Acerex for Earth, seducing our warriors one by one?”

  “Yes,” she said. “That's exactly it. We'll seduce you good and trick you all into marrying us. One at a time. Just a couple of warriors a year. So that in about a billion years, half your population will be Earthlings and then we will enslave you. No, enslave us. Actually, we don't really know who exactly we'd be enslaving at that point. Everything would be mixed up. Hey, it's a half-baked plan. But as they say, it's not so much about the outcome as about the process. And I'm really enjoying the process.”

  She reached back with one hand and found his bulge, hard and twitching. She knew she was just as ready as he was. He had that effect on her.

  “My love dares joke about the mighty warriors of Acerex,” he said into her hair. “She will be surprised when, a billion years from now, you try to enslave us and you realize that it's we who have tricked you into marrying us by the billion. Earth's most precious resource, their women. All ours. For free! How we will laugh! Indeed I will laugh right now: Haha.”

  Ava slowly rubbed his twitching bulge. “Maybe I dared joke a little,” she admitted with a dry mouth. She couldn't wait to have him inside her. “What's the mighty warrior going to do about it?”

  He grabbed her shoulders and turned her around, then cupped her butt and pulled her close. “I intend to ravish you.”

  She got up on tiptoe, trying to rub the crotch of her jeans on his now quite scandalous bulge. “That's your answer to everything.”

  “It always works,” he grumbled and impatiently pulled her sweater over her head.

  She stretched her arms up to make it easier for him. “It really does.”

  He stripped her naked and lifted her in that way he had that placed no strain on her and made her feel weightless. He placed her on the bed, on all fours, facing the large window.

  She nodded to the planet outside. “What if they see us?”

  “Then they will say, 'observe how Warrior Xark'ion is thwarting the Earthling plan to enslave us. Truly he is a patriot.'”

  Ava relaxed and rested her head on her arms, arching her back to thrust her hips up and presenting herself as openly and submissively as she could for her love and lover. Only Xark'ion had ever brought that urge out in her. But now, it was as natural as breathing.

  The bed flexed with his immense weight when he knelt behind her. As usual he took his time, and she knew he was admiring all her female charms.

  She pushed her hips up even further, luxuriating in the feeling of showing all of her to the man she loved and feeling another wave of liquid heat stream to her already dripping pussy. Stars, she was always ready for him.

  His hands stroked her feet, her ankles, her lower legs, both the good one and the sleeve, then continued up her thighs.

  “Mine,” he grunted in a thick voice. “All mine.”

  Then the head of his cock was at her entrance and she gasped as always, in delight and in expectation and in encouragement. Just a second from now, he would be deep inside her sex, making her his once more with all his bulges and ridges and spots that hit her insides just right. Every time.

  He slid the end of his rod up the down her slit, wetting it for what would follow. Ava jerked when it barely touched her clit. She had never been more highly strung. Fuck, she would come gushing the second her speared her.

  It was as if they'd never been apart at all.

  She felt his large hands on her butt, kneading and spreading even more. She had never known such bliss. And he wasn't even fucking her yet.

  She took a deep breath.

  Then he thrust.

  37

  - Xark'ion -

  The sky was cloudy, but it wouldn't rain. As far as he knew, it never rained on Bosh, the Fire Planet. Except it probably sometimes rained with some terrible, flammable liquid.

  The ground was green with the first little shoots of plants that came alive and shot up through the ash just a month after the Fire had passed.

  They had found a hilltop with a view many miles in every direction. It was an extra security measure and a way of making the scenery better for everyone. For himself, Xark'ion could think of many places with a nicer scenery. A muddy ditch, for instance. A brick wall. A bank of dense fog. This was the Fire Planet. And he would wish to be anywhere else. He had hated it. But after this, he wasn't sure how he could.

  Ava was right beside him, dressed in a sheer white fabric that was the custom on her world. King Vrax'ton and Queen Harper were a little behind them, along with Lily, the intense Chief Ravex'ton, Charlotte and the giant Captain Cori'ax. As well as many people from his village, his squad and Earthlings from the Friendship. He was quite sure t
hat there had never been this many people on the Fire Planet at the same time ever before.

  Only Groti'ax wasn't there. Certainly he had burned in the Fire after the funeral, but Xark'ion would have wished him here, now. Alive.

  Still, the grief wasn't as acute and black as before. Groti'ax wouldn't have wanted that. He would have loved to see Xark'ion happy and with his Mahan.

  The ceremony seemed to go on forever. But it didn't matter. Soon his life would be complete.

  And suddenly, it was.

  “I do,” Ava said and looked up at him with those warm eyes.

  “I do,” he said when prompted, probably a little less patiently than Ava had. He kissed her lightly on the lips, although he was curious to see what would happen if he simply tore the white garment off his wife in front of everyone.

  Then it was over and he felt much the same as before. Everything had changed, of course. But not today. It had changed when he was running to Ava, when he was fighting off the Kunuru's machines. He had been born anew, and this time, he had been born to the blade like nobody ever had before. Now the sword did as he wanted, effortlessly and without him giving it a second thought. Even Groti'ax's sword would, he knew, although he would never fight with it again.

  The world was brighter, fuller and more infinite than before. Because he had found his Mahan. This wedding was just a confirmation of fact. But it was wonderful, even so.

  It was over, and he put his arm around Ava. He had no intention of ever removing it.

  “Well done, Captain,” King Vrax'ton said and gripped his shoulder. “Both an Earthling wife and twins. An unprecedented accomplishment. But I suppose we should have expected no less from you.”

  “Thank you, Your Majesty. I did my best.”

  “Our alien enemies have disappeared and we are now not engaged in any wars or battles. For the first time in centuries. We can now rebuild. And with the help of Earth, we can increase the number of women on our world. Our own Acerex women, I mean, those who were so evilly killed by the Kunuru long ago. But we will not look back. We will look forwards and prosper more than at any time before. The future is bright for us, Captain. Very bright.”

  Cori'ax grabbed Xark'ion's forearm and squeezed so he thought the bones would shatter. “A worthy husband for one of my Charlotte's best friends. Imagine that just talking to aliens could accomplish so much! It would never had crossed my mind.”

  “Nor mine,” said Ravex'ton. “The arrow or the blade always did the talking for us. It only seemed proper. Now I wonder if we haven't wasted some time not finding another way sooner.”

  “Such thoughts are fruitless,” Vrax'ton said. “We would need someone like Ava to start the talking for us, and someone like Xark'ion to continue it. We're lucky beyond compare that they are both alive and working together in our time.”

  “Working together in many mysterious ways,” Ravex'ton said. “If twins are to be expected.”

  “Of course,” Cori'ax snorted. “Everything this warrior does is crowned with spectacular success. They say he fought his way through a thousand Kunuru war machines without breaking a sweat. And yet he himself would never brag about it.”

  “That is exaggerated,” Xark'ion said modestly. “There were nine hundred at the most.”

  Cori'ax roared with laughter and slapped his back. “See what I mean?”

  38

  - Ava -

  “Not a bad place for this,” Harper said and shaded her eyes with one hand, looking out at the plains around them. “We all need to associate this place with something nice.”

  “Charlotte gave me the idea,” Ava said. She'd finally been able to gently disengage from Xark'ion's arm around her shoulder so she could chat with her friends. “She gave birth to Elerea Blaze here, and I thought that was a pretty good idea. Because after that, she could never get a bad feeling when she thought about the Fire Planet. Now, this is where her daughter was born.”

  “That's right,” Charlotte said. “This wasn't my favorite place before. Now everything else has faded. This is where Elerea was born and where Cori'ax came to get me. I wouldn't say I love the Fire Planet now, but I don't mind it that much.”

  “We both hated it,” Ava said. “Xark'ion because of the Trials, and I because of those things that happened back when ... you know. When I was supposed to be your leader and I failed so hard. It was a dark presence in both our lives. Now I don't think it can be that anymore. This is where we got married. It will overpower everything else. I mean, it's not like we'll be coming here. But we have some peace with this planet now.”

  “You know what I like?” Lily said. “We came out on top. We conquered this planet. It tried its damndest to kill us and make us unhappy. And here we are now, surrounded by gunships and warriors, inside a safe perimeter where no dragon or herg or whatever can come. And we're here for a wedding! We chose to come here to watch two people get married, like this was the Maldives or Vegas or Hawaii or something. We've drawn this planet's fangs. I know it's still deadly, but to us, it's tamed. Finally.”

  “That's right,” Harper said. “I never knew you felt so strongly about this place, Ava. You didn't fail any more than we all did, back when I was abducted.”

  “I felt that I did. Anyway, here we are now. All of us. We totally tamed this place.”

  “I think we kind of did that the first time we came here,” Charlotte said. “Sure, it sucked back then. But if this place hadn't existed, we wouldn't have found these guys and we wouldn't now all be married to the best guys in the fucking universe. I never knew I could even be this happy.”

  “Damn right,” Lily said. “Marrying my Mahan is the best thing I've ever done. By far.”

  “Your Mahan? You mean marrying the man whose Mahan you are?” Ava said, confused.

  Charlotte tilted her head to the side. “Did none of you tell her?”

  “Hey, I was going to,” Harper said. “But before she got married, it could have been a little awkward.”

  Ava frowned. “Tell me what?”

  The other girls exchanged glances.

  “So here's the thing,” Lily said at last. “We're their Mahans. As in, fated mates that they'll love forever. But they're also our Mahans. Our fated mates that we'll love forever. We've often talked about it. But like Harper said, it's awkward and maybe a little cruel to talk about it with a girl who's not married. Like, look at how happy we are, you're not married, nyah nyah. But there's no doubt about it. We think we Earth chicks don't have the Mahan thing in us. But we totally do. It just takes a really good man to bring it out in us. Our fated mate. We love our husbands just as intensely as they love us. The idea of leaving Ravex'ton scares me so much I want to throw up. I'm around him most of the day pretty much every day. And we fight like crazy sometimes. And still I can't get enough of him. Even after all this time.”

  “That's right,” Harper said. “I knew it the first day. What I felt for Vrax'ton was special. Once in a lifetime stuff. Having him around me brings out all the good things in me. He's my mate for life. Heck, I've been surrounded by giant warriors for a couple of years now. Some of them are probably more handsome than Vrax'ton. But it never crosses my mind to even look at another man. They just have no appeal at all. There's only one man in my world, and I couldn't be happier.”

  “Exactly,” Charlotte said. “Nobody else holds any appeal. Cori'ax is not perfect, sure, but he's mine, and I'll love him with all my fucking heart until the day I die. Because that's just the way it is. It takes no effort. The two of us are meant to be. Completely. Hey, it sounds weird, I know. But it's totally true.”

  “It was fated that we would meet these guys,” Lily agreed. “How else would all four of us marry aliens light years from home? Everything that happened was just to that we'd meet our Mahans. It's fate.”

  Ava glanced over at her husband, surrounded by warriors and members of his tribe. He was talking and laughing and sending her a quick glance every two seconds, just making sure that she was still there. She
wanted to run to him again. “You know, just a week ago that would have made no sense to me. Now, I totally buy it. Yep. He's my Mahan.”

  - - -

  After half an hour he came sauntering up to her again, more relaxed and smiling than she'd ever seen him. “How is my wife?”

  Ava took his hand. “She's fine. How is her husband?”

  “He's tired of the masses of people and wishes they would go home so he can enjoy his wife.”

  Ava laughed. “Masses? These thirty guests?”

  “If there are more than none, I can't do that which I desire.”

  “Yeah. You'd better not start ravishing me in public.”

  He looked around. “How much longer now?”

  The guests were sipping champagne and nibbling on small snacks, conversing cheerfully.

  “Oh, I think we've proved our point,” Ava said. “The Fire Planet will always be ours now. We can leave and we don't ever have to come back.”

  “Wonderful. Ah ...” Xark'ion's eyes suddenly lit up like green beacons.

  “Oh my stars. You just had an idea, didn't you?”

  “Perhaps,” the warrior said innocently. “Perhaps just a small one.”

  “I think I can guess what it is. But tell me.”

  The warrior looked around the landscape with renewed interest. “Has anyone ... I mean, now that we're here, it would perhaps be just as well to complete our union. Fully. Here on Bosh.”

  Ava's pussy tingled with anticipation. “You want to first get married and then to ravish your new wife on the Fire Planet?”

  “It would make our victory complete.”

  “I guess it would. I don't think we'd be the first, though. I don't know the details, but Harper and Vrax'ton did spend some time alone here that first time, and she got pregnant right after.”

  “Being the first is not important. I'm more worried about not being scandalous.”

  Ava grinned. “We won't be. Everything is ready.” She gave Charlotte a sign, and her friend responded with a thumbs-up and immediately started packing the guests into the waiting shuttles, gently but effectively.