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

  He kisses my hand in response. Everything else that follows is a blur. He turns to me, and then he is taking off my clothes. I help him out of his as well. I run my fingers through his smooth scales. He pinches my breasts with his teeth. I scream and yank his silky hair when he enters me unexpectedly. In one union, we roll on the bed; groping each other and forcing our tongues into each other’s mouths. We close our eyes to all our troubles. We feel each other on an intimate level, hoping that the bliss never ends.

  “I love you,” he pants, finally exploding in me.

  My orgasm comes at the same time. “I love you more,” I say, squeezing him dry.

  And then, we drift off to sleep while still inside each other. I feel at peace.

  Chapter Sixteen

  Alice

  It was a few days later before I am able to see the Queen again. It is not my choice. She is the one who summoned me. Erien assures me that his mother is not going to hurt me. I am not convinced. There is something Elertria has up her sleeve; I can feel it in the pit of my stomach. Still, Erien refuses to escort me. He dreads his mother as much as I do. I find myself walking timidly to a large natural hot spring. The Queen is already there and, with her, a dozen attractive girls including Sasha.

  “Alice, Queen of the West, I thought you would never come,” she says amiably. I know better.

  “My Queen,” I curtsy in politeness.

  I haven’t spoken to her since the McDonalds incident. That was a good waste of food, I muse. As I near the hot spring, I take off my shoes. I am clad is a short loose blue dress that dances in the wind whenever I walk. Even the simple dress is embedded with precious stones, at Erien’s insistence.

  “You have bags under your eyes,” Elertria points out.

  I stifle a yawn with the back of my hand. I am feeling haggard but I did not know that it was showing. “I… I… just woke up.”

  “You’ve been sleeping an awful lot. Don’t you know a lady of your caliber has duties?”

  It’s true. I have been sleeping a lot. I fear I am sinking in depression but there are other reasons too. As there is no real way to tell day from night in Solasis, sleep, eat and satisfy Erien is all that I do. Any curiosity to see the outside world of Solasis was crushed when my pale buttocks were exposed to every high-born Soleroid. I feel myself flush just from the memory. The Queen seems to have moved on.

  “Come, dear,” she takes me by the hand. “A future child bearer to the throne should have friends... don’t you think?”

  I gulp. Did she call me a child bearer? Is this another thing that Erien told me nothing about? I simply nod even if I wish I was back in Erien’s bed, with his large arms around my small body.

  The Queen continues. “Meet Pelum here, she is the best at lovemaking. Erien can attest to that for sure.”

  Elertria points at a Soleroid woman with a nice hourglass figure, round face and the largest breasts I have ever seen on such a healthy figure. She giggles at the Queen’s compliment. The second person Elertria points at is a tall athletic woman with a square face and short hair.

  “This is Kamala. She can charm the socks off any man. Ask her how many proposals she has received just this past month?” The Queen says. She encourages me. “Ask!”

  “How many?” I ask in a thin voice.

  “Twelve high-born Soleroids, and not counting those unworthy of me.” Her voice is husky.

  The Queen puts an arm on her hip. “And before Erien’s exile, did he not ask you to marry him while abed?”

  “Oh yes, he did. He retracted the proposal when he saw it was foolishness, but we had fun nonetheless,” Kamala confirms.

  I hold my breath, suddenly realizing a trend when the Queen goes on to the next woman. Have all these gorgeous women been with Erien at some point in their life? If they are bitter that he chose me, they don’t show it at all. I understand what the Queen is trying to show me. She wants to assure me that I am nothing special and that Erien would dump me whenever he was done with me.

  Queen Elertria introduces each of the dozen women in turn; some are best at giving head, others at making men cry, others at seducing married men, or some sort of craft related to the male gender. And of course, each of them has been with Erien and some have more interesting sex tales to tell about him than I would have liked to know. Finally, the Queen rounds up to Sasha.

  “You already know Sasha. Our most beautiful of all,” the Queen says and I agree. Sasha gives us a radiant smile. “Her beauty has led her to the bed of many powerful men including Erien’s. He contested heavily for her but, for such beauty, she can only deserve a King. Imagine how bland the Royal heirs would look if Kravis married Kamala for instance. No, it just won’t do, so Sasha it is. If Erien wants beautiful strong children, he would have to get a beautiful strong wife who doesn’t just sleep and cry all the time.”

  The girls laugh at that. I don’t find anything funny. In fact, I don’t understand my purpose there at all. Not until the Queen bids me undress.

  “What? No,” I say defensively. There is no way I will show my pale skinny body to these Soleroids. They are all much bigger than me, and I have lost a lot of weight. I don’t want them to tease the ribs poking out of my chest. And my breasts – on Earth, they are a healthy size, but here, they can enter Pelum’s breast ten times.

  “Oh, look. She is shy!” Elertria laughs.

  Sasha stands up. “Alice, we won’t hurt you. We want to help you be ready for what’s to come.”

  “What is to come?” I ask.

  “The wedding dance,” Kamala speaks to me as if I am stupid.

  My heart flutters. I am marrying Erien after all. A dance will be appropriate though I don’t see why I should take off my clothes for it. The Queen reads my mind and shatters my bubble without delay.

  “The wedding dance is a mating dance every Soleroid has to do when they bind a man to a woman. Witnesses will watch to see that the engaged couple consummate and break the restricting string on the man’s crotch to seal the marriage. It can take a whole day, but please don’t. I am not in the habit of watching my son make love to his women.”

  I gulp. I am completely lost. Is voyeurism involved too? What witnesses? Why would Elertria have to be there? Solasis is a strange place.

  “Did Erien not tell you?” Sasha asks me in the gentlest of voices as if pitying me. I hang my head. This is all too much to take. Sasha comes up behind me. “Let me teach you.”

  I am about to scream no when a maid interrupts the Queen. Everyone stops and listens while the maid whispers in the Queen’s ears before retreating from wherever she came.

  “Sasha,” Elertria commands, “the King sends for you.”

  “At once your highness,” Sasha curtsies and excuses herself.

  “Now, where were we?” Elertria asks.

  “The mating dance,” Pelum says. “Since the Royal Kings wife has been excused, I am the next best person to teach her.”

  The Queen clicks her tongue as she thinks. She concludes her thoughts by saying, “Only a Royal can touch our future Royal. Yet it will be a shame not to show her after we’ve promised the entire planet that our future Queen has riches from other galaxies. They won’t let her slip away that easy or we will seem weak. If she fails at the wedding dance, our prince will seem weak when really it was all done to a very poor choice. Boys do need their mothers all the time, don’t they?”

  I want to scream at the Queen to tell her that she was the one who abandoned Erien all his life. I have done nothing but love him. Here is Solasis, love is a serious flaw – Erien told me that much once.

  The Queen is still rambling, “You turn your head from your child once and he jumps from the table full of expensive delicacies’ and eats from the floor where he sees a common speck. I really have only myself to blame. I should have groomed him when he came to me in hell, but how was I ever to know that I would be King.”

  Pelum mustn’t have been listening. She was probably holding her breath so as to speak once
the Queen took a breather.

  “I would not be as crude as to touch her, your royal highness,” Pelum, Erien’s ex, says, “Yet, I am not afraid to demonstrate given a suitable man.”

  Elertria smiles and says, “And a suitable man you shall have.”

  Chapter Seventeen

  Alice

  The hours that follow turn out to be the most torturous and exhilarating moments of my life. I am disgusted, aroused, curious, and sickened at the same time. The Queen has brought forth a man that Pelum can demonstrate on. The big bosomed Soleroid is excited when a huge Soleroid – he could have been a giant – is presented to her.

  “Pelum, the Royal house is in great debt to you today for you have sacrificed your own freedom to show our foreign girl how the wedding dance is done,” the Queen says to a beaming Pelum. The man besides her stands like a statue.

  “It’s not like it’s her first time,” Kamala whispers begrudgingly. It is clear that she wished it was her showing the foreign girl what to do. I cringe at what is to come.

  “If this man manages to break the binding cord on you, he shall be your husband forever,” the Queen says.

  “At the service of my queen, I will do it,” Pelum blushes. Kamala grows dark with envy.

  “Good. Begin,” Elertria gives a go-ahead.

  Pelum starts by taking off her clothes. The huge man next to her follows suit. Their nudity is so raw that I feel Goose Pimples crawl up my skin. I always imagined that Erien has the biggest shaft I’ve ever seen. I was wrong. The giant’s balls hang like two tennis balls against his dark thick shaft that has green veins popping from it. And Pelum’s breasts are well rounded and beautiful, as much as they are huge.

  “Around his crotch, is tied a string. We must break this string to make the marriage pact. That way, if we ever want to break our marriage pact, he must wear the same string and we must make love until it is a whole string again. If not, one has to wait for the other to die,” Pelum says. She implies that there is no turning back on a marriage, which means that when I do the wedding dance with Erien, under no circumstances can I leave him.

  As soon as the preamble is done, the man lies down next to the hot pool. I take a moment to glance at the girls and I see that their eyes are full of jealousy and lust; even the Queen who can’t seem to get her eyes off the man’s appendage. I have a sick feeling that she will call the man to her bedchambers no matter the outcome of this engagement.

  With the man’s thick shaft pointing at the ceiling with a string tied around it and his balls, Pelum takes her position. Somehow, she swallows the huge appendage in between her fat thighs, taking him all up in her. The way Pelum moves is meticulous and almost artful. She doesn’t seem bothered by the huge shaft inside her. It is the man who is suffering. He grabs her breasts and pulls them as he tries to thrust himself deep inside her. Pelum breathes more heavily as she smacks her bottom against the giant’s thighs. There is wet gooey liquid all over them and even after several orgasms I understand that none of them will stop until the damned string between the male’s crotch is broken.

  The giant grows impatient with lust. He turns Pelum over so that he is on top of her. She turns graciously and suddenly she is on all fours. He pummels her from behind, grinding hard against in a desperate need to loosen the string. I am sure he wants to marry the sexy voluptuous lady so that he can have her anytime he wants.

  A loud cry goes up. Another one of Erien’s exes is crying and groping herself. She is too aroused to just watch. I can see the others are at breaking point as well, including the Queen. She is watching them with hate but only because she wants the man inside her too. While observing others, I had neglected to observe myself. I am shocked to find my fingers groping the wet bud between my legs in great ferocity. I don’t want this giant Soleroid; he’d rip my small body apart. I want Erien and I need him fast.

  I hear Pelum scream for the first time. There is liquid all over the place, and it is only a moment later that we see the string has been broken. Pelum is now officially married to the giant man.

  “And that is how it’s done,” the Queen says, breathless.

  Kamala comes besides me. She is also breathing shallowly. “Usually, only men watch the wedding dance, but we now have a woman king so the king will watch.”

  “Why are you watching? You are no king,” I say without thinking.

  “Because it is only a demonstration. It is not normal but it is nice,” she says, then adds, “And that’s why we do it here by the pool. After we watch, we will cleanse ourselves in the hot springs, and we will be virgins again.”

  I gape. I know that’s not how it works in the real world. Well, this is not my world so perhaps I am ignorant. I stare back at the mating couple. They haven’t stopped even though the string is clearly broken.

  Queen Elertria stands tall. She moves in front of Pelum and the giant. It is hard for the Soleroids to break off their rhythm even though the Queen clearly decides it with her stance. She has to command for them to listen.

  “Pull out of her,” she commands the Soleroid.

  He obeys reluctantly, his wet shaft plopping out of Pelum. It is so hard, as though he hasn’t had multiple orgasms already. Pelum obediently shies away from the Queen at one glance.The Queen licks her lips. She likes what she sees on the man and so, she lies on the ground, arching her back.

  “Take me now, harder than you took her, but do it with your tongue.” Elertria, Erien’s mother, spreads her legs open. My mouth couldn’t open any wider as I watch the giant run his mouth between the Queen’s legs. The very sight terrifies me while it arouses the other girls. They will have their turn I am certain.

  I run away from the scene. Perhaps the Queen will not have to call the man to her chambers after all. They will have their orgy right there and she can dictate whose turn it is. My feet feel like lead even as I go to safety; if only I knew how to get there.

  Chapter Eighteen

  Alice

  I am lost; literally, this time. I wish there was a telephone or something around here to call Erien. He is not my favorite hero right now but he’d know what to do. As I walk the glittering lengths of the castle. It is a stunning maze, but all so empty. I stumble upon a group of maids gossiping together. I walk towards them and they retreat.

  “Can someone help me? I don’t know where to go…” I say gently because they already seem scared of me.

  One of the maids smiles at me but she is quickly shushed by the others. They scurry off. I continue walking until my legs are tired. I do not think I can go on. The golden corridor is endless. In a bid to find a place to sit, I take a turn through flowing translucent curtains. The manner in which the wind is blowing assures me that I would be going outside. It is more reassuring that I can hear some voices drifting from there. I hope against hope that Erien is there. I wouldn’t mind meeting Kravis either. I just need to see a familiar face to help me get back where I belong – in my room, in my bed, and next to Erien.

  I walk past the curtains to a shocking realization. If only it was easier to pluck off my eyes, wash them, and put them back in. In front of me is Sasha, fully clothed, and yet on top of a strange man who has only his shirt off. They are on a large outdoor feather bed and she is fondling him. He turns and sees me before I can dash away. His gaze locks on mine and I note the familiarity at once. This must be the old king. This must be Erien’s father, Brodmit Heluka.

  “Who is this?” the old king asks.

  Sasha smiles with her eyes. “This is Alice – hell girl. Erien’s betrothed.”

  “I am not!”

  Sasha grabs me before I can get away. I tumble onto the bed next to the Brodmit. He wraps his long arms around me. I can feel his groin harden against my back.

  “No, fighting. You make a lot of noise, pig,” he says.

  “Let me go!” In my struggle, my dress tears off. He gets hold of me even more tightly.

  “I want this one, Sasha, leave us.”

  Sasha doesn’t hesit
ate to go. It is as if she does this every day. The struggle ensues and at the end of it, my hair is disheveled and I am breathless. I didn’t even see him come in. One moment, I am pushing Brodmit off me and the next person I see is Erien standing in the midst of flapping curtains. He looks at me with death in his eyes. It’s not what you think, I want to say but the words choke in my throat. Erien looks past me. He doesn’t want to see.

  “Father, I expected to find you here,” he says.

  “Erien,” I shuffle off the bed, tripping off my foot. Erien doesn’t even bat an eyelid.

  “My exiled son returns. Your mother has the crown, your brother the throne, so what is it that you want?” Brodmit greets his son with a cruel tone.

  I cross the distance between Erien and I. Before I can take his hand, he turns his back on me and walks away. There is no way to justify myself except… Sasha… Sasha?