Alien Romance Box Set: Alien Heart Complete Series (Books 1-4): A SciFi (Science Fiction) Alien Warrior Abduction Invasion Romance Box Set

by Patricia Moore

  “I love you, Alice,” I say, sliding down to sleep next to her.

  She purrs in response.

  Chapter 38

  Alice

  It is many hours later when I awaken after the brutally satisfying love-making. I have a splitting headache and my mouth feels dry. It feels as if I swallowed a bitter poison. Besides that, I do not feel as enflamed as I did earlier. Making love to Erien has worked wonders on me.

  I am lying on my belly and my hand is stretched out before me when I stir. I am alone on the sofa in the corner. I can hear Erien’s footsteps. He is fussing over something. I heave myself up to see what has got him occupied. I light up when I see he is wearing a loose golden silk shirt over long dark pants and black boots. His hair is tied in a bun and I get to see his long sideburns. His fresh unshaven beard makes him appear very manly. He does look like a Prince; so dignified and poised.

  I am about to feel self-conscious about my clothes when I remember that I am nude. I have no clothes to wear either. There is a turquoise colored material in Erien’s hands. He is bent over it, trying to knit. He is so serious about it that he doesn’t notice when I rise up to stand next to him.

  “What are you doing?” I ask.

  He is startled. “Don’t stand in the sun!”

  “I am fine. I feel fine. What are you doing?”

  “Sewing your clothes; you need to look like the queen that you are.”

  I laugh. “The material is one of a kind. On the other hand, you are no tailor. I will find my clothes somewhere here.”

  “NO!” he shouts despite himself.

  “No?”

  “You need to look nice when we meet my family.”

  “I will look okay in anything,” I say.

  “Okay is not enough.” Erien suddenly recognizes that he is hopeless with sewing and throws the garb to the floor. He is upset. I cannot tell why.

  “I don’t know why this is a big deal. I have no clothes, it makes sense. It is nothing to fret about.”

  “It is everything to fret about. You do not know what Sasha looks like,” he says before he can stop himself.

  “Why do I need to know what Sasha looks like?”

  He bites his words. “Alice, you have a beautiful soul, and yes, you are appealing to look at but… but? But Sasha, her soul is as rotten as her body is gorgeous. She is striking.”

  I suck in air and remember how hard it is to breath here. Did he just call me ugly in a nice way? I know my looks cannot qualify me as miss universe. It just hurts for him to compare me with one of his exes. He put that Sasha on a freaking pedestal without even trying. Can she be that good looking? I ponder on Erien and his good looks. His mother Indigo is also stunning. I can only start to imagine what all the young women look like. God, what does Erien see in me? The Soleroid women are to die for.

  Erien must have seen the frustration on my face because he reassures me. “You are also a beautiful woman, Alice. You just don’t dress well.”

  “So what will you have me do?” I ask, suddenly feeling sorry for myself.

  “Nothing.”

  “Nothing?”

  “I will take care of everything. Come.”

  He takes me by the hand, leading me from the room down a backdoor stairway. It seems we are going further down and the air gets thinner to breathe – as if I am not struggling with that already. And at last, when we reach the base, my breath is taken away. Where the stairway ends, a boiling river begins. The steam rises like mist and spreads around the green nature encompassing the natural wonder. I have never seen a more beautiful place in my life.

  Erien doesn’t waste any time. He takes off all his clothes. My eyes are glued on his nude body until he enters the river. He beckons me with his head to follow suit. I obey. The moment I set foot in the water, I retract it. The river is scalding hot.

  “You won’t get burned.”

  “I am not like you. I can make tea with this water,” I say.

  Erien laughs. He thinks this is funny. I won’t risk getting boiled alive. A stray thought arrests my mind; what if these Soleroids actually eat boiled humans for meat? I quickly push the thought aside. It is nonsensical to think that. He would have eaten me by now if that was the case; it’s not like he has not eaten me in other ways. I blush at the thought.

  Erien emerges from the water to encourage me in. My eyes run over his silky dripping wet skin. It is getting hard to breathe. On Earth, Erien had looked god-like. In his natural settings, I cannot even begin to describe the powerful handsome aura he has. He walks to me and I can’t help but take him in from the soles of his feet to the crown of his head. He is barefoot, his calves are strong, his thighs are large and well ripped, his long shaft is erect and teasingly pointing in my direction, his torso is ripped, and his beautiful face is shielded by his long hair. If beauty could kill, I would be dead a thousand times over. Suddenly lightheaded, I faint.

  I rouse a few seconds later. I am on the floor and Erien is on top of me. His face is against mine. His lips are on my lips, and it is only the jolt in my navel that makes me know where his hands are. His is rubbing me between the legs.

  “Is this how you take care of my ugly face?” I ask, out of breath.

  “You are not ugly.”

  I wriggle beneath his grip. It is making me feel good. I feel alive when he touches and kisses me. It is as if he is giving me strength whenever we copulate.

  “I am not sure if you will like this or not,” he says to me, his hand cupping my bare ass cheeks.

  “I think I will like it,” I say.

  He breathes heavily. His erect shaft is poking my stomach and I know he can’t wait to get inside of me. His free hand teases my breast. I let out a small moan of pleasure.

  “Not this,” he says. “I just realized something.”

  I study his face. He has a serious look. “What is it?”

  “You can only survive in this air so long,” he says.

  “What-”

  “Shh. Let me explain… I understand it now. This is not your world, you are too weak here.”

  “I’ll be strong as long as you’re inside me,” I purr.

  He scowls. “I know a way to make you strong but you won’t like it. We will have to go to Mother tree, just promise not to be scared.”

  It is my turn to frown. “What is that?”

  “You mean who. No one knows who she really is. She is wise. She will know how to help us… except there is one little problem, a big one actually.”

  My eyes widen with fear. I don’t think I can take any more suspense.

  “Any ordinary being who approaches Mother trees lair, dies instantly.”

  A sharp pain pierces my stomach. It is certainly fear, but there is something else there too.

  “I am hungry.” I realize I haven’t eaten for a day.

  Erien gives me a hearty laugh. “Let’s eat then. It’s almost like sharing a meal. You are a little thing. My cute little thing – now where do you want me to put this?” He grabs his shaft.

  I open my legs wide, passing my hand on the softness between my legs.

  “Put it there,” I tell him.

  “And where do I put my lips.”

  I squeeze a nipple for him. “Right here please.”

  Like a ravenous animal, Erien puts his mouth over my chest and my right breast disappears in it. His saliva covers my areola, leaving my nerves tingled. He then pushes my hips further apart and thrusts himself inside me as if his life depended on it. I grab his hair in my fist as he rides me like an animal. When he is inside me, I feel so alive. I pull his head to me and French kiss him while his hips smack against mine in a furious collision.

  It seems that being back in his planet has given him more potency than before. If he made love to me with such force back on Earth, I would have split in half, but here my body is craving for him like food. Our bodies move in unison until we reach climax and squirt our juices all over each other’s bellies. Then we lay together without a care i
n the world of where we are or who we are. It is just us; two lovebirds of a different feather, and yet together all the same.

  “I know where to get you a beautiful dress,” he says at last.

  “What for?” I ask.

  “I am going to present you to the king,” he says. “And my mother.”

  A shiver runs down my spine. I am intimidated. Erien is here to stay, as I am. When I drift to sleep, I wonder which is going to be worse; to die at the Mother tree or to meet Erien’s dreadful mother.

  Alien Breath - Book 3

  Chapter 39

  Alice

  Many people believe that if their wish came true, everything will be alright. I once believed that too and indeed, everything that I wished came to pass yet I am not alright. I lick my sore lips to taste the bitter tinge of blood. My breathing is erratic, and my eyes are swollen. Indeed,

  I am living my dream. I am away from my alcoholic mother, I met the man of my dreams and he loves me, and I am independent – sort of. All my wishes came true, though I suppose I should have been more specific about the circumstances in which I wanted them.

  I turn on my side and my bones crack in protest. My lover, Prince Erien Heluka, gives me warmth. His body radiates heat to keep me warm because I am cold, even if the weather is hot. This alien planet I am on has two sources of light and alas, it never goes dark.

  I suppose that it is not more than two days since my alien fiancé bid me to his home planet, Solasis, in order for me to prove my love to him. The stunt nearly cost me my life, and thus, keeping track of time is a liability to me. All I care about is my next breath, and more important than that, is that Erien does not leave my side. I cling to him as though my life depends on it – well it does.

  “Alice, I need to go,” Erien says to me for the umpteenth time.

  I open my blue eyes in tiny slits. I can’t stand the brightness in the atmosphere; however, I want to see the beautiful silver pupils in my lovers gaze. He is clad in a silk vest that shows off his broad masculine shoulders. His long white hair has gotten a new sheen since our arrival on the planet and his face is more vibrant. His face is radiant though I can tell that his skin is a bit red from all the exposure. I am certain he is missing the tiny scales on his skin that he had previously gotten rid of when on earth. I tug his vest. The silk feels smooth in my hands.

  “I am scared,” I confess to him.

  Erien purses his lip then, in thought, clenches his hard jaw. He looks so handsome when he gets serious. In reflex, I pass my tiny white hand beneath his clothes and rub his belly. I feel him stiffen as a reaction. He bends down and kisses my forehead.

  “You look terrible,” he tells me, in a kind tone.

  “I feel terrible.”

  “I know what you’re thinking… it’s a mistake that you came here with me.” There is a hint of sadness in his voice.

  I swallow hard and realize that I haven’t had water in days. Erien knows that I will die if I don’t get any. He also knows that I won’t let him leave the room. I am afraid that if he walks out of those doors, he may not return the same Erien I know. After all, he is home now among his people and I am only an Earthling of no value. I swallow again.

  “You are my life now.” I don’t have any other choice, though I do not tell him that; the fact is as clear as day. If Erien abandons me now, there is no hope for me.

  “This is the best decision of your life, my love. Here, you will be a queen, my queen. We will be happy and maybe… maybe we will even have kids one day.”

  My blood freezes. Whilst I have been too busy struggling for my next breath, I haven’t thought that far into the future. I suppose I worry too much. Perhaps I will be happy here. Surely, what can go wrong?

  Erien intercepts my thoughts, “You just have to allow me to leave this room. It is driving me mad to sit in my palace and not move freely because you are afraid. You will be safe here, and I can promise you will be well if you give me a chance to get you some food and drink.”

  I feel like crying. Everything could go wrong the moment he walks out that door and is embraced by his family. Besides, his ex is engaged to his brother. What if they are still in love? What if their love rekindles? I gulp.

  “Fine, you can go,” I say, timid.

  Erien lets out a huge sigh of relief. I can see he has been containing his joy to burst out and announce his presence because of me. He understands my apprehension but that is not stopping him from being restless. I am holding back his joy. He is home. I may never go home. The thought saddens me. Erien does not share my sentiments as he is already rising to leave my side. He is standing up when I grab a hold of his wrist. The disappointment and mild irritation he feels toward that simple act are evident on his face.

  Not now,” I urge him, “please, I can’t stand to see you go.”

  “I am not leaving you,” his voice is mildly harsh.

  I prop myself up. My garment is loose and so my breast lies exposed to him. I do not know of my indecency until I notice that Erien cannot avert his gaze from my healthy pale bosom, with a tight cherry red nipple ripe for the taking. I notice Erien’s lips part slightly. He jerks his head sideways as he takes my limp body in.

  “Are you trying to seduce me?” he asks, a smile painting on his lips.

  “I simply want to be asleep when you leave this room. You do know the fastest way to put me to sleep, don’t you?” I tease.

  Erien swings his hip to one side, giving me a good show of his erect manhood. He is a huge man so any slight temptation can be seen through his pants. I let a smile play on my lips. It encourages me to know that he is still attracted to me and it wasn’t just a phase that would pass when he returned to his home planet. Giving in, he swings his hands in surrender.

  “Lie on your back,” he says.

  “What?”

  “Do you need to be smacked to obey?” he growls.

  I obey and immediately lie on my back. I don’t think my soft skin can take any smacking even though I love how it feels. I am too sore to enjoy any smacking and I know that Erien is a man of his word. I turn my head to gaze upon Erien and I see that he is pleased with my quick obedience. He reckons I am always stubborn to annoy him. Now I need him to be with me so I will not do anything to annoy him.

  Erien moves in behind me, propping his right knee on the bed. He pulls down his briefs, revealing a massive appendage. I suck in air. Whilst I am at my worst, he is at his best. Being back on his home planet has added to his prowess. A warm sensation jerks my innermost thighs. I did not realize how much I want him inside me until I saw his shaft. He pauses.

  “You will be able to take me?” he asks, a teasing smile on his lips.

  “Just get it over with and put me to sleep.”

  “There are other ways-”

  “Don’t you want me anymore?” My tone is accusing.

  He grimaces for a short while before smiling again. He deftly raises my leg with one hand and moves in toward me. Hot juices pour out of me even before he can touch me. I am slightly embarrassed that I want him so badly. I want him to want me more than I want him, but I am not sure that is possible, with regard to how much I adore him.

  Erien doesn’t share my sentiments. He has seen that I am moist enough for him and so takes me without any foreplay. He really wants me to be asleep so that he slips out. I won’t be easy to put to sleep, especially if he keeps thrusting himself into me that hard. My buttocks quiver with every stroke of his mighty shaft. I cannot see his body enter me due to the awkward angle, yet I can see the beautiful contortions he makes every time he penetrates me.

  His tall and strong body is stiff as he moves in a rhythm with me. His facial muscles contort with desire after each thrust, there is a bead of sweat pouring down his temple and, most inspiring of all is that his gorgeous eyes are tightly shut. His long dark eyelashes accentuate his eye line. His lips are partly open and he lets out a soft moan. I respond with a cry of my own. I wish I could kiss him instead I pinch my breasts
hard.

  “Oh God!” I cry out.

  I have hit orgasm multiple times but Erien is still as hard as when he just entered me. The intercourse is going on longer than I want. I would normally like it to be this long or more, however, I want to sleep and there is no way I can fall asleep when I feel his heavy shaft knocking against my belly every second. His rhythm has gotten so fast that I can hardly keep up. He is beyond arousal and I don’t know how to stop him. I want him to spill his seed inside me so that I can see.