Kiljorn Commander

by K. D. Jones

“You got it.”

  “If apologizing for no reason is the first thing, what is the second thing?”

  “Females want to feel like the decisions are theirs. So tell her something like, ‘I will support your decision’.

  TylOR frowned. “But I may not agree with her decision if it puts her in danger.”

  “Does not matter. If you tell her you support her decision, she will defer to what you think and you can manipulate her into deciding what you want her to decide to begin with,” AshOR said it like it was the most simple thing in the world.

  “That is very controlling and devious,” TylOR commented with a bit of disdain.

  “Hey, when it comes to protecting our females, we might have to be a little controlling and devious.” AshOR defended himself.

  “True,” TylOR admitted grudgingly.

  “Good luck, brother.” AshOR turned and walked away. TylOR headed toward his suite with dread and anticipation.

  *****

  Lizzie was furious. TylOR and AshOR were so…so male! She went to take a shower then she was heading to bed. Maybe she would be asleep before TylOR came home. She did not want to deal with him right then.

  She undressed, kicking her dress to the floor of the bathroom. She turned on the shower to let the temperature warm up. She turned it hotter than usual because she wanted it steamy. She stepped inside the large shower stall and felt the heat soak into her skin relaxing her immediately. She took the soap and washed her body then worked on her long curly hair. A sound caught her attention and she turned toward the bathroom door. TylOR.

  He stood there watching her with desire in his eyes. Oh no. That so not going to happen. “I thought I locked the door.”

  “I unlocked it.”

  “Go away.” She covered her breasts with her hands the best she could.

  He frowned. He did not like her covering herself from his view. He took his clothes off quickly dropping them to the floor.

  “Wait! What are you doing?”

  TylOR entered the shower stall. This was much better. Her lovely pale skin glistened with the water flowing down her body.

  “TylOR, why are you in here? I am mad at you!”

  He nodded his head. “I am wrong and you were right.” Wait, he was supposed to add something else to it. What was it?

  “You were wrong?” Her nudity forgotten with what he had just said. Men didn’t just admit they were wrong.

  “Yes.” What was he supposed to add? “You will forgive me now?” At her frown he knew he had said it wrong. “Will you…will you please forgive me?” Yes, that was it. He waited for the smile that was supposed to happen. Instead, he received a slap across the face.

  “Get out!” Lizzie pointed to the door of the bathroom.

  “I do not understand. You are supposed to forgive me.” TylOR refused to move.

  “So you think you can give me a false apology and all will be forgiven?” she asked him, crossing her arms over her chest, which drew his attention.

  “Yes. AshOR said…”

  “AshOR! You listened to AshOR?” She was livid that he would talk about their relationship to someone else instead of coming to her.

  “He has more experience with Earth females than I do.”

  “Listen up, buddy, your brother may be a bit of a player, but he doesn’t have a mate, now does he?”

  TylOR thought about it and frowned. She was right. He took advice from a male that was not mated. Not too smart. “No, he is not.”

  “I am just so furious. What else did he tell you to say?”

  “Maybe I shouldn’t…”

  “Tell me!”

  “He said to tell you that I will support your decision.”

  She fumed. “You would say that you supported my decision but you really wouldn’t, would you?”

  “Not if it put you in danger,” he admitted.

  “I am so mad right now!” She forgot she was naked and put her hands on her hips while she mumbled unpleasant things.

  Seeing her like that, worked up, breathing heavy, pinkened skin, those breasts bouncing with each deep breath she took was making him…aroused. He wasn’t the only one to notice his body’s reaction.

  “Oh hell no! You think you are going to get some after this little stunt…”

  He stopped her tirade the only way he knew how, he pulled her tight into his body and took her mouth in a searing kiss. She tasted just as delicious as she looked. He could not wait to get inside of her.

  Lizzie’s anger quickly shifted into fiery flames of desire. She reached up and clasped his shoulders pulling herself up onto him. She practically climbed him like a monkey climbing a tree. She wrapped her legs around his waist and rubbed her aching pussy against his thick hard shaft.

  “Please.” She found herself begging for him. She had never begged any man for anything. But she needed him.

  “Forgive.” He growled, teasing her as he rubbed his tip against her pussy lips. He didn’t quite enter her, only giving her a promise of what was to come.

  “Yes. Just get…inside…me!” She clawed his shoulders and back trying to lower herself down on top of him.

  “You are mine, Elizabeth,” he growled against her lips as he lifted her up and then brought her down on him. He went to the hilt. “Oh Goddess!”

  Lizzie felt her back hit the shower wall. TylOR drilled up into her over and over hitting her G-spot within her. His hands were everywhere squeezing her ass to bring her closer to him. He released her lips to lean down and scrape his teeth against her shoulder. She tasted so good, so sweet.

  Oh God! Nothing felt as good as TylOR pounding into her. He went so deep. It brought a mixture of pain and pleasure. But she needed something else.

  “More! Give me more!” she demanded, using her feet against his tight ass to move her faster and harder against him.

  TylOR felt his climax building, it was like electricity along his spine getting sharper and sharper. He did not want to release before she did. He doubled his thrusts while pinching her nipples.

  “Release for me, baby.” He twisted his hips hitting her G-spot.

  “TylOR!” She was helpless as she felt her climax reach a peak and she clung to him as she fell off the precipice, falling into tiny little pieces in his arms.

  He soon followed with a deep growl. He ejected his hot seed deep within her. He held onto her as he shuddered and she trembled in his arms. Minutes passed then he lifted her from him setting her on her feet.

  “So not fair,” she mumbled against his chest as she buried her face against him.

  ‘What is not fair.” He gently used his hands to soap up her body.

  “How am I going to remain angry with you when all you have to do is fuck me into forgiveness,” she sounded more resigned than angry.

  He lifted her chin so he could look into her beautiful blue eyes. She truly was the most beautiful female he had ever seen. He could not help but admit it to her. “You are the most beautiful female I have ever seen. I have a hard time remaining angry with you as well.”

  “Really?” It was hard for her to believe that she might have the same effect on him.

  “Yes. I have no control when it comes to you.”

  “This bothers you?” She allowed him to maneuver her under the shower water to wash away the suds.

  “I have never had a female affect me so completely. You are everything to me, Elizabeth. I only want to take care of your needs and make sure you are happy.” He looked at her with some of the vulnerability he was feeling.

  It was the first time she realized that she could hurt this man. He may not have said the words that he loved her, but the emotions were all there shining in his dark eyes. She gave him a sexy smile. “There are some needs that still need to be taken care of.”

  “Oh Goddess, you are going to be the death of me.”

  Chapter Fifteen

  The next morning Lizzie was on the rooftop-landing platform with TylOR, Prime Leader KadEN, and Prima Lindsey. They sa
id their goodbyes and loaded up in the shuttle. AshOR had already left earlier with Stryker to go to the Colonial transport. They would meet up at the wormhole.

  The ride to the Kiljorn transport didn’t take very long. TylOR sat in the co-pilot’s seat and Lizzie sat in the seat directly behind the pilot. She smiled at the fact TylOR didn’t like to give up complete control. It was part of his personality. Something she would have to learn to accept. There were benefits to his controlling nature.

  Like when he held her down on her stomach on the bed and her ass in the air as he pounded into her from behind. He would not allow her to move until he was completely and utterly spent. It was one of the best nights of her entire life. It seemed so short-lived. She wanted to be alone with him and have him fuck her with his very talented tongue. The vibrations that went through her pussy when he growled was better than any damn vibrator she had ever used.

  TylOR looked back at her and smiled. Oh crap! He could smell her arousal. She blushed. “How much longer?” she asked, glancing nervously at the pilot. The man didn’t say anything but he had a smirk on his face. Damn their sense of smell!

  “We’ll be docking on the transport in about five minutes. Then I can have you in my quarters.”

  She turned an even brighter shade of red. “TylOR!”

  He chuckled. “I meant I will take you to my quarters to rest.”

  She decided to ignore him the rest of the next four minutes. She looked out the viewing screen and watched as the shuttle entered through the docking bay doors. It felt different this time. She was coming onboard as TylOR’s mate. She was a little nervous. She bit her bottom lip. What would everyone think? Did she really care?

  No, she wanted TylOR from the first moment she saw him. He was larger than life and she loved that about him. She loved the way he made her feel. She just…loved him. That realization made her feel off balance. She had never been in love before. She had crushes aplenty. However, what she was feeling for TylOR scared shit out of her.

  “Are you okay?” TylOR asked at a kneeling position in front of her. He looked over and Elizabeth’s face was white as a sheet. Was she sick?

  “I’m fine. Just need to rest.”

  “Are you sure, I can call a medic.”

  “I don’t need a medic. Just a little time to unwind and relax.” She touched his cheek gently. He leaned into her touch and growled with desire. She leaned forward and whispered against his lips, “Not now, Commander, you have work to do.”

  TylOR groaned. “Do I have to?”

  She giggled, pushing against his shoulders to make him move out of her way. “Yes you do. I also need to send a message to Prima Medic Kat to let her know I will not be physically attending the culture classes but setting up video tapes of our classes for the refugees to see.”

  He led her off the shuttle. There were quite a few looks from the crew as word must have spread that their commander had finally mated. It wasn’t an official mating with a ceremony with witnesses, but it was supposed to be just as binding.

  TylOR greeted his second in command, TenON. “I will be in the Command Center in thirty minutes. I want to get my mate settled in.”

  “Yes, sir.” TenON didn’t blink an eye at being told Lizzie was TylOR's mate.

  “Come, let’s get you rested up.” TylOR led her out of the docking bay.

  “How long before we get to the wormhole?” Lizzie asked as they walked hand in hand.

  “Within twelve hours.”

  “Twelve whole hours huh? What shall we do?” she teased him.

  He gave her a lustful look. “I could think of a few new positions I would like to try.”

  “Only a few?” She blinked up at him innocently.

  TylOR’s cock hardened instantly. The female had no idea how she affected him. He took her arm in his hand and sped up their walking.

  “TylOR! My legs aren’t that long, I can’t keep up!” She gasped when he suddenly stopped, turned, and lifted her up throwing her over his shoulder. “Hey! Put me down!”

  TylOR growled. He was not letting her down till they reached his quarters. She wiggled and he lightly slapped her delectable ass.

  “You did not just slap my ass!” She was more turned on than angry. He did it again making her moan with need. “Get us there quick!”

  TylOR chuckled and quickened his steps even more. He was ready for his mate and it sounded like his mate was ready for him too. Almost there. He had to reluctantly set her back on her feet to get through the doorway. He opened the door and allowed her to enter first. She didn’t get far before she froze a few feet inside the room.

  “What the hell is this?” Lizzie demanded as all color faded from her face.

  “Elizabeth?” he asked, pushing around her to get into the room. Then he froze too. Inside his personal quarters, laying on his bed was MarjAY, completely naked. Oh Kitana!

  MarjAY frowned at Lizzie but turned her gaze to TylOR. “I thought I would welcome you back properly. If you get rid of the Earth female, we can have some fun like we did before. You told me I was the best you ever had.” She had the audacity to open her legs and show her pussy.

  Oh hell no! Lizzie didn’t even remember doing it but she launched herself at the other female jumping on top of her body and punching her. “He is mine! Ya have no right to be here, ya ho!” Her southern accent getting thicker the madder she became.

  TylOR stood there for a moment, stunned, that MarjAY was in his quarters. Then he became worried that Elizabeth would hurt herself. MarjAY was taller and stronger. He hit his comm link.

  “I need security to my quarters immediately!”

  “Yes, Commander!”

  He stormed across the room and reached down trying to pull Elizabeth up off the bed. He hadn’t counted on Elizabeth having a tight grip on MarjAY’s hair. He ended up dragging MarjAY off the bed and onto the floor.

  “Let go of me you short, ugly, Earth trash!”

  “I’m fixin' to show ya trash ya overgrown, tight assed, dried up pussy, cock suck'n bitch!” Lizzie used her grip on MarjAY’s hair to pull her close enough for Lizzie to punch her with her fist. Damn that shit hurt.

  “Commander?” Two security liaisons rushed into the room. They stopped and stared at the scene before them. Their normally stoic commander holding the short red-haired female from Earth who was clutching the hair of a naked Kiljorn female. The Kiljorn was screaming and crying at the same time. “Should we take the little one from you?”

  “You touch my mate and I will rip your hands off your body!” TylOR glared at the other male.

  The two males scrambled over to the very naked MarjAY but Lizzie still had her hair in her clutches. TylOR frowned down at her. “Let her go, Elizabeth.”

  “No! I'm gonna rip out every last strand of her stringy hair, then I'm gonna kick her scrawny ass all the way back to Kiljor!” Lizzie wasn’t done. She tried to twist around in TylOR’s arms and kick the slutty bitch but she overshot and ended up kicking one of the security guards in the face, knocking him backwards. “Oh shoot!”

  “Mate? She cannot be your mate! She is a germ to our kind! I am supposed to be your mate!” MarjAY screamed as the two large security liaisons pulled her away from Lizzie who was still kicking and screaming, trying to get at the Kiljorn female. MarjAY too was kicking and screaming. They might have to call the medics to give her a tranquilizer. The female was strong.

  “Take her to the Medic wing for treatment then put her in a holding cell!” TylOR yelled at the liaisons.

  “Yes, Commander!” They dragged the woman out.

  “Let me go! I am not done with her!” Lizzie tried to pull out of TylOR’s arms but he wouldn’t let her go.

  “Easy, baby. She is gone now. Shhh. I do not want you to hurt yourself.” He held her close to his chest breathing in and out waiting for her to calm down. Once she seemed to be under control he lowered her to her feet. “Are you okay?”

  “No…I…am…not…alright!” She tried to make her way
to the door intending on tracking down that piece of shit twat to kick her ass all over again. TylOR stopped her, pulling her back into his arms.

  “She is gone now. She will not be coming back. Calm down. You are overreacting.”

  She glared at him. “Really? How would you feel if a man I had sex with before was laying on my bed naked waiting to have sex with me again?” She folded her arms across her chest.

  “I would cut off his balls and feed them to him slowly,” TylOR growled.

  Okay that was gross. “So you see why I need to shave that bitch bald?”

  TylOR smiled down at his mate. “You are adorable when you are fired up and protective of me. I did not realize Earth females could go into a type of protective mode like our males do.”

  Her anger and jealousy slowly faded away. She smiled up at him. “I keep what’s mine.”

  His eyes flashed with renewed desire. “I like that…a lot. I feel the same. Are you injured?”

  “Just a couple of scratches. She got the worst of it. I gave her a black eye.”

  “I noticed. I found it…arousing.” They stared at one another with anger now turning into passion. He took her mouth in a heated kiss and they started to rip each other’s clothes off. Someone must have closed their door because Lizzie only glanced briefly that way and noted the door was indeed shut. She didn’t really care. Nothing mattered except getting him inside of her right then and there.

  Chapter Sixteen

  An hour later, after making sure that Elizabeth was seen by a medic and that her security detail was in place, TylOR walked through the corridors heading to the holding cells. He had a ridiculous smile on his face, which caused quite a few people to turn and stare at him. He could not help it. He felt such joy in his heart after taking his mate several times. She was so responsive. She brought a sense of…peace to him he did not know he lacked. She balanced him.

  Right before he got to the holding facility he cleared his face of all expressions except anger. Elizabeth was his whole world now and he would do anything to protect her. Anyone who dared to hurt what was his would pay, whether they be male or female.