Alien Romance Box Set: The Euthenian Battle Complete Series (Books 1-4): A SciFi (Science Fiction) Alien Warrior Romance

by Ashley L. Hunt

  I do worry too my father will make her so mad she hurts him or worse, kills him. No one could save her if she did that. Even if he weren’t the King.

  Murders are punishable by death on Euthenia. Even if you are a royal. About the only way to cause a death without paying the price for it is when you’re the King or the Queen and you order an execution. Which hasn’t been done in a hundred years or so.

  There is no way I will allow her to be killed, but I may have to allow some type of sedation to keep her under control if she gets out of hand.

  I hope that never happens, though.

  Her dark hair I move off her shoulder and place my lips on her soft skin. My heart swells with emotion with all I feel for her.

  It’s hard to believe so little time has gone by since I first saw her coming down the aisle to join me in this life. If someone told me all this would happen I’d have told them they were lying and crazy.

  My mother keeps flitting through my mind these last few days. She’s always there in some form or fashion. Here of late though she’s in it more often than not.

  It has two effects on me and they are conflicting. It gives me the idea that my life is on the right path by accepting the award of Kataline by the Earthlings. The conflicting feeling is that this was a very bad thing to have accepted.

  Change is evident. I look forward to it. But will my people?

  If I was to ask Kataline not to force her hand about the changes would she see fit to do as I bid her to?

  Would I be wrong to even ask that of her?

  If my mother were here, the changes would’ve already been made. Perhaps that’s why her memory keeps stirring in my brain.

  I had a dream the last time I was asleep that felt so real it was even painful. Someone was trying to take over our world. Someone from within.

  Could that have been a premonition about Kataline sometime in the future? Is she going to change herself with this power she has? Will it make her into something she isn’t right now?

  I’m both excited and terrified at this moment. Anything could happen. I know that.

  “Kerr?” Her voice sounds weak.

  “Yeah, Baby.”

  She turns in my arms and looks at me. My finger runs over her high cheek bone. Its red where she was lying on it.

  “They’re all going to be afraid of me, aren’t they?” Her eyes glisten with unshed tears.

  “I’ll try hard for that not to happen. You know, show them how you’re going to protect them, not harm them. I just have to be louder than my father that’s all.” I kiss the tip of her nose.

  She looks unsure of what I’ve said. “Kerr?”

  “Yeah,” I say as I brush the hair back off her face.

  “What if they are so afraid of me they do call for my execution?” Her eyes search mine.

  My heart aches. I swallow hard as I have thought about this too. Then it comes to me. “Then you and I will leave the planet together.”

  She blinks and takes in what I’ve said. “We could do that?”

  “You and I can do anything we want to. Some other planet would allow us to live there. You might not be allowed to use the powers you’ve acquired, but we could live together.” My hand runs over her exposed breast and I roll her pink nipple between my thumb and forefinger.

  “You’d give up your place as Prince or even King to be with me?” Her head shakes slightly. “I could never let you do that.”

  “You could let me do that. And I would do that. You are my life, Kataline. I would choose you over anything else.” I push her back and move my body over hers.

  Her hands run around my neck as I press into her. Her breath comes out in a sweet sigh. “You really love me that much?”

  “I do,” I say then press my lips to hers.

  Softly I touch her lips as I run my hands down her sides. Chill bumps pop up on her skin and she moves her body to accommodate me better.

  The way I feel when I’m inside her is phenomenal. I would leave with her. I would give up the throne for her. I’d do anything for her.

  This beautiful woman who looks at me with deep blue eyes full of love is my life.

  It seems impossible to me that I could be so ready to give everything up for someone I didn’t even know a little over a week ago.

  The pressure of her hot, wet walls on me feels beyond amazing and her beauty is beyond compare. “You will always have a home in my arms, Kataline. Wherever you and I are together is where home is. Whether I rule there or not. My place is with you, always.”

  Her breasts press against my chest like pillows and everything about her ignites something in me I never knew I had. A different purpose for this life than I’ve thought it was about thus far.

  This unique woman was meant for me. She needs my protection against the people who won’t understand her and fear her.

  It will be up to me to make sure she is accepted into my world. Her legs move up mine, sliding her silky skin against them. It stirs me and I kiss the soft skin of her neck.

  Her moan fills my ears and her hands move to tangle in my hair. “Kerr, you always know just how to touch me.”

  I nip at her neck and let out a growl. She giggles and bucks a bit.

  Moving my hand down one of her legs, I draw it up and place her knee near her head. My thick cock moves into her deeper and she moans with the feeling, “Harder.”

  Banging into her, I do as she’s requested and her breathing changes to panting in no time. Her nails scratch my back as I fill her over and over until she’s screaming my name.

  I can’t stop, I keep going as she writhes and twists as she comes undone. “Kerr!”

  The sound of shattering glass makes me pull my head up, leaving her neck neglected of my bite. I look over and find the decanter of some purple liquid has busted into pieces and has spilled all over the white surface of the table it sat on.

  The sound of her voice draws my attention back to her. “Come, Kerr!”

  My body jerks and does as she’s said to. I was nowhere near ready for that and it surprises me as the intensity takes me over.

  A loud groan comes out of me as I climax. The sensation begins to fade and I see her looking at me. “Wow, did I make you do that?” she asks.

  Taking in a deep breath, I stare into her eyes, golden sparks look as if they’re making little explosions in them. “You did.” I feel numb all of a sudden as a smile creeps across her face which is glowing.

  “Did you like it?”

  How do I tell her that I fucking hated it?

  I look into her eyes instead of answering her. The sparks of gold slowly subside. “Well?” she asks.

  “Not really,” I say.

  She looks away and pushes at me to get off her. I roll off and lie on my back as I run my hands through my hair in frustration.

  “Sorry! I won’t do that again. I didn’t mean to do it anyway,” she says as she gets out of bed and disappears into the attached washroom.

  A sudden guilt flows through me and I get up and go to her. Her body is shaking as she showers. She’s crying and now I feel awful.

  “Baby, I’m sorry.” My arms enclose her quivering body.

  “Kerr, I’m sorry. I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”

  The warm liquid flows over us and should be comforting the way it's designed to be. It's bringing me no such comfort as my wife cries in my arms.

  I kiss the top of her head. “I shouldn’t have said I didn’t like it. It’s just that it was kind of taken from me rather than me giving it to you. You know?”

  “I know. I do!” Her cries go into full blown wails and her body is shaking even more. “What’s wrong with me?”

  I have no idea what to say to her. “We’ll just have to work on this thing you have going on is all. We’ll figure it all out. With time, we can figure it out.”

  I trail kisses over her shoulder as she continues to cry. The water stops and I pick her up and carry her to the dryer. In moments we’re dry and I take h
er back to bed.

  While we were on Ulta Minor I had Bet go purchase some of the Earth food they sell there. I have a bag of what they call cheeseburgers in the food storage area.

  Lying her on the bed, I prop her up with some fluffy pillows and give her nose which is now red from crying a little tweak.

  “I have a surprise for you, Baby.” I make my way to retrieve the food and when I come back she’s stopped crying and her tears have dried.

  “What’s on the tray, Kerr? I’m really not in the mood to eat.” Her eyes look away from the tray.

  I’m sure she’s afraid it’ll be some of our food and be moving about on the plate.

  I pull the lid off, and her eyes dart to the steaming cheeseburgers. “Not even for this?”

  “Kerr!” Her arms are thrown around me and she kisses my cheek. “You’re the sweetest man alive. Do you know that?”

  “So does that mean you like what I got for you?” I ask with a laugh.

  She laughs, and the sound fills my heart with joy and love and I never want to hear her cry again.

  It seems to take a little piece of my soul when she does.

  Pulling a small chunk off the round sandwich, I place it to her lips. She readily accepts it and moans. “It’s really good. I love it. Thank you, Kerr.”

  She takes the rest of the burger and takes another huge bite. I laugh and go to find something to clean up the spilled purple stuff on the table and get the broken glass thrown away as well.

  As I look at the mess, it doesn’t skip my attention that it could be some type of foreboding sign. The purple representing royalty and the bursting of the glass which contained it our hierarchy.

  Then again, it could just mean her power got away from her and it means nothing.

  I know one thing. I’m sure as hell not mentioning anything to her about it either way.

  She looks content munching away on the food I gave her. That alone fills me with happiness.

  To think I could find joy in seeing her happy over a little thing like a greasy cheeseburger is nearly overwhelming.

  What all would I do for her?

  A wiggling little piece of me wonders if she’s manipulating my thoughts. Then I push that down and remember what my aunt and I talked about.

  She told me love makes you feel completely different. And I do feel different. That’s for sure.

  “That was delicious, Kerr.” I turn to see her licking the last bit of ketchup from her lips. “Bet told me there’s a man who works in the kitchen at the palace who knows how to make Earth food. Please tell me you’ll allow me to eat it.”

  Her eyes sparkle. As if she needs me to allow her to do anything. It’s fucking obvious I will have no control over this woman.

  And just like that, I feel my body being pulled and I just shout it out at her, “Stop!”

  She looks up at me as she was putting the tray away. “What?”

  “You were pulling me to you. I need you to stop doing that.”

  “I was?” She looks confused. Genuinely confused.

  And now I wonder if I really can deal with all this.

  An entire life of this?

  ‘Given To The Alien’

  The Euthenian Battle Series

  Book 3

  CHAPTER 1

  Kataline

  A pounding in my head is making it hard to think. Twinges of sharp spikes in my brain make me gasp with each one. Though no one is in the room with me, I hear people speaking.

  I fear I’m going mad.

  The door slides open and my Prince carries in a tray of some drink he thinks will help ease my pain. I’ve yet to tell him of the voices I hear. He’s already worried enough.

  “This should help, my love,” he says as he comes to sit on the bed next to me.

  The liquid is pink and frothy and I have a feeling it’s made from some squished up bugs as tiny brown specks float in it. I will not ask, though. I take a sip as he puts it to my lips and find it tastes sweet and a little tangy.

  “Thank you, Kerr. I’m sure it will help.”

  He smiles and hands me the clear glass. “Drink it all, Kataline.”

  I toss the drink down in a few gulps and lie back. With luck, the pain will soon subside. In moments, the sharp pains turn into a dull throb and I can see it’s helping immensely.

  Kerr’s large hand runs through my hair and he leans down to kiss my forehead. “Your color is already starting to get better.”

  I look at the man who I was awarded to. Kerr is a miracle. Always full of hope. He’s a rock I’m glad to have as an anchor in this crazy life.

  The voices in my head grow quiet and I’m thankful for that. The things they say are horrifying. My body seems to be vibrating and then even Kerr notices the humming sound.

  He places his ear to my chest and listens then looks at me. “Your body is shaking, Kataline.”

  I nod and have no control over it. A pulling sensation starts in my stomach and slowly I move up off the mattress. Kerr lays his body over mine, but it does nothing to keep my body from lifting us both into the air.

  “Are you thinking about doing this, Kataline? Or is it just happening?”

  “It’s just happening,” I tell him.

  “Think about staying on the bed then. Learn to override this.”

  I close my eyes and picture my body back on the bed and I feel the sheet under my bare back. Earlier I pulled all of my clothing off as it felt as if burrs where covering me.

  I open my eyes and find Kerr smiling at me. “It worked! You could think past whatever it is which is making you do such things. With work, you can learn to control this. It’s great progress!”

  While happy to see him happy, I have my doubts I can do it when my mind is in the chaotic pain it seems to want to stay in without the aid of the magic pink drink.

  Again, I tell my husband only what will make him happy and less worried. “Thank you, Kerr. With your help, I’m sure to get this under control. Perhaps it’s the lack of gravity which has my body and mind doing crazy things. I read once of something called space fever. Maybe that’s what this is.”

  With a shake of his head, blond waves fall across his broad shoulders. “This is not from anything other than your unique genetic make-up. I do wish your father had sent along a list of the DNA used to make you. It might help us to figure out what can be done to help you.”

  I close my eyes as I feel the sensation in my stomach again and have to concentrate to keep it down. I am so tired. A battle wages inside me and I have no idea how long I can keep it down.

  Kerr’s hand runs over my bare shoulder and his lips touch mine. “I love you, my Princess.”

  I wrap my arms around the man. His muscles move beneath the thin shirt he has on. “Kerr, will you undress and get into bed with your wife, sir?”

  He obliges me and climbs under the blanket with me. “We should rest while the drink calms you. Would you like the complete darkness, Baby?”

  I nod. He reaches up and turns the lights in our bedroom off and it instantly goes to pitch black. I blink a few times and then reach out to him.

  “Kerr,” I whisper.

  “Yes, Baby.”

  My hand runs over his ample manhood. “Make love to me.”

  His lips touch my cheek and his hand runs over my breast. I fall more in love with this man every moment. He has gained such a mess in taking me as his wife and yet he never complains.

  My stomach tenses as his fingertips run over it, leaving heated trails behind them. One finger finds my pearl and rubs it into arousal.

  His silky hair beckons me to run my hands through it and his warm mouth moves to my neck. Soft kisses he makes over it until he gets just behind my ear. Tiny nips he gives me, making me moan.

  He knows how to touch me, stroke, me and make me feel more than I knew possible. As he plays with my clit, my insides get hot and my legs move, wanting to feel his body between them.

  His hand leaves my center and moves over the inside of my
thigh, stroking it and settling it down. My body responds instantly to his soft yet commanding touch.

  I stop moving and allow him to slowly pleasure me. Thinking I can do a bit for him, I run my hand to wrap around his large cock. It’s already hard and I find a bit of liquid has escaped the tip.

  With a long stroke, I run the wetness over his length and delight in how he moves with me to help me stroke him at the speed he wants. Slow and steady.