by Hunter, Luna
It’s even worse than I feared.
Not only did my father sell me and Lotak out to the Uttux, but he’s been in on their schemes from the very beginning. All the way back to the Dusk Wars.
Now the tables in the center of the room are filled with papers upon papers of Kraxal’s correspondence with Yban Sai Idan, the Uttux High Councillor who is responsible for our plight. I don’t know why my father kept such meticulous records of his scheming.
Perhaps he thought it was leverage against Yban.
Perhaps he wanted to get caught.
It doesn’t matter now. All that matters is the present.
I clear my throat. The entire chamber is looking at me. It is up to me to decide what punishment is fitting. I am at a loss. Death would be too good for this man.
I look to my side. Kiya smiles encouragingly at me. When I see her, thoughts of revenge disappear instantly. Together, we are going to build a new world, a new future. Together with every single Dohan clan.
“Why, father?” I ask finally. “Why did you betray your own people? Why did you choose the Uttux over the Dohan — even after they betrayed us all?”
“I-I didn’t mean to,” he stammers. His voice has lost all strength. “You have to believe me, my son. I never meant it to go this far.”
“You knew. You knew that the Uttux, that Yban Sai Idan was responsible for the Dusk — and instead of rallying the Dohan against them, you created discord, you lied, you cheated, and by doing so, you doomed our species. Why?”
“They said it was temporary!” Kraxal pleads. “I believed them! Please, you have to forgive me, my son. I was wrong, I see that now.”
“You could have intervened,” I say again, ignoring his lies. “Why did you doom our species?!”
“I had no other choice!” My father screams, his anger suddenly flaring back up. “I had no choice, okay?! What did want me to do?! Out myself as a traitor, as someone who knew the Uttux were conspiring against us?! My reputation — and of our clan — would have been ruined. No, better to keep my mouth shut, and pray that the Uttux would re-consider, that they’d re-instate our fertility now that we’ve learned our lesson… you have seen all of my correspondence,” he says, gesturing at the table filled with paper. “I have never stopped begging the Uttux to re-consider. We have no hope in fighting them. No one’s ever defeated them! They’ve ruled the galaxy for as long as history has existed. Better to stay in their good graces, to play their game.”
“Is that why you contacted them the moment I arrived with the humans?”
Father looks away.
“Yes,” he says. “I thought that if I offered you and Lotak, that I’d get on Yban’s good side once more. Perhaps he’d reconsider the Dusk.”
I shake my head. I can’t believe a word of what he’s saying.
“The Uttux are a formidable opponent, that much is true,” I say. “But that does not mean that our only option was to lay down and die. You exiled me, your own son! — and Xaldur, Lotak, and so many others, knowing we were right.”
My voice is shaking from anger at his betrayal. It cuts deep.
“So, will you kill me, then?” My father asks as he looks up at me. “Will you condemn your old man to death?”
“No,” I say. “No, death is too good for you. You have earned your place in history, Kraxal. Your reputation will outlive you — because your name will be synonymous with traitor. I condemn you to wander the plains of Doxhar. No clan will give you shelter. You have all the time in the world to think about your sins. That is all.”
I sink into my seat, adrenaline coursing through my veins as my Qrul guards drag Kraxal away. My father begs, pleads, curses and shouts, but I don’t hear any of it. To me, he no longer exists.
I am so lost in my thoughts I barely notice the other Elders paying me their respects before they leave. The chamber slowly empties.
Two hands slide around my neck from behind me, and instantly a warmth spreads through my tense body.
“I’m so proud of you,” Kayi speaks softly. “I know that must have taken a lot of strength.”
I try to deny it, but she places her fingers at my lips.
“You don’t have to play the indomitable Dohan warrior with me, you know that,” she says, nuzzling my cheek. “It must all take a lot of effort. It is okay to be a little stressed after that.”
“Thank you, my gini,” I say as I turn the chair around and pull her on my lap. I kiss her deeply, and the touch of her soft lips makes the stress evaporate. We’ve barely had time to re-connect these last few days. The Elders wanted to know every single detail about human civilization — Kayi, Viliana and Sarina have spoken to them until their throats were dry and their bellies rumbled.
Meanwhile, I led the investigation of Kraxal’s files. I needed to know exactly how and why my father betrayed us all.
Now it is time to leave that all behind us. What is done is done. We must look ahead. Together with Kayi, we will lead Doxhar into a new age.
Time to give her that baby she deserves.
17
Kayi
Thokar sweeps me off my feet and carries me off.
“What are you doing?” I giggle as I slide my arms around his neck.
“Claiming my prize,” he growls. “We have waited long enough.”
He carries me up many flights of stairs — all the way to the top of the pyramid. “These are our quarters now,” he says as he carries me across the threshold of his father’s old room.
The decor has completely changed. Thokar has stripped away all of his father’s heirlooms, thrown out all the frivolous luxuries, leaving only the bare minimum furniture in the bright, sun-lit room.
“I like what you’ve done with the place,” I say.
“It needs some work,” he admits, “but I couldn’t look at my father’s things one moment longer.”
“I’ve got some ideas,” I say, my mind already conjuring up color schemes and moodboards.
“It can wait,” Thokar growls as he sets me down on top of the dinner table. Without warning he rips open my shirt and buries his head between my breasts. Before I even have time to shriek his perfect tongue is already on my nipples.
I wrap my hands around his strong, wide shoulders, one hand gripping his dark hair as I guide the alien warrior down. I tilt my head back and moan as he rips the rest of my clothes off, tearing them to shreds. I’m left sitting butt naked on the same table I studied that very same butt off to free my alien mate.
And now his hands are all over me, grabbing, exploring, squeezing, and I couldn’t be happier.
Through my half-closed eyelids I see the rugged alien landscape of Doxhar all around us — windswept plains, rugged peaks, and large swaths of desert, but the most beautiful sight of all is the one I’ve got my legs wrapped around.
Thokar’s hands move to my ass, holding me tightly, like he’s afraid I’m going to float off and leave him.
“I’ve missed you so much,” he says between passionate kisses, his tongue teasing my nipples. “I’ve missed your touch, your scent, your sounds.”
“I missed you too, baby,” I say as I reach down and kiss the top of his head. “I’m not going anywhere.”
“Damn right you’re not,” he says, delivering a loud smack on my ass. “You’re mine now. Mine.”
He kisses his way down and I can’t help but smile broadly. He pushes me onto my back and grabs my thighs. I’m naked on the table now, coated in sun-light, as he opens my legs wide. With any other men I would be self-conscious right now, but not with Thokar.
He can eat me out anywhere and anytime.
His tongue dives right between my wet folds and my fists bang against the hard table in a reflex. Oh god. I almost forgot how good he is at this! His tongue finds my clit right away, sucking, licking, teasing me to a perfect climax.
The Dohan warrior is not wasting any time. He’s got me writhing, moaning and panting within seconds.
“I’m going to — oh god!
” I moan.
My orgasm rocks my body, pleasure making my entire spine tingle. All I can do is grab a fistful of his hair and ride him for as long as I can, before the pleasure simply becomes too great.
Thokar climbs on top of me and pins me, his massive frame holding me down. The table creaks underneath us both, but the alien shows no signs of slowing down.
“This time, I’m going to properly claim you,” he growls.
“I’d like to see you try,” I tease, my eyes searching his. “You really think you’ve got what it takes to call yourself my gini?”
“Careful now,” he smirks. “Or I won’t go easy on you.”
I bump my knee into his hard cock, which swings between his legs like a fucking baton. It’s so big, I’m sure he could kill someone with it if he wanted to.
Just looking at it makes my mouth water and my pussy flood with anticipation. I’ve never wanted anything more. Too many times have I thought it was never going to happen, that I was going to die, that Thokar would never leave his cell…
But now his cock is mere inches away from me, and I can see every vein, every ridge, every bump. Plus I vaguely remember Riley telling me about a vibrating setting on that thing?
I’m more than ready for him to take me as roughly as he wants.
“Then don’t. Give me all you got, big guy.”
Thokar leans down and kisses me hard, his tongue slipping into my mouth as his hands push my thighs back, making my body completely available to him. With his strong hands on me, there’s nowhere for me to go. All I can do is be fucked hard by this indomitable Dohan warrior.
He’s earned it.
“You’re playing with fire, human,” he says as the head of his cock rests against my entrance. My pussy is literally quivering. Just the feeling of his pulsing head against me is making my eyes roll back with pleasure.
“Then burn me,” I say, kissing him hard and nipping his bottom lip.
Thokar’s big, alien cock spreads me wide open as he enters me. He slides inside of me, inch after inch of his Dohan hardness filling me up more than I thought possible. My mouth hangs open, my eyes wide open as well, as Thokar claims me, as our mating bond is properly consummated.
“Oh fuck,” I breathe. “You’re so big.”
He slows his entry, but I place my hands on his strong round butt and pull him in closer. “No, keep going,” I breathe. “Give me all of it.”
“We have the time,” he smirks. “Your body isn’t ready.”
Pain mixes with pleasure as he fills me. “I can take it,” I say, biting my bottom lip hard. “Please.”
Thokar continues until he’s all the way inside of me, his cock buried to the hilt. I grab his neck and kiss him deeply, my tongue swirling around his.
“You’re my mate,” I say, the pleasure making me slightly delirious. “It’s really happening. I’m yours.”
“Yes, you’re mine,” he growls, his hands fondling my breasts and holding onto them tightly. “You’re mine, body and soul.” He flexes his cock to prove his point, and a wanton moan escapes my lips.
Fuck.
That’s the spot.
I can feel every ridge, every vein, every inch of him, and it’s perfect. It’s beyond perfection. It’s everything I ever dreamed it would be, and more.
And then he starts vibrating.
I can’t even begin to describe the immeasurable waves of pleasure rising up from my core to every fiber of my being. His cock pulses hard, and all I can do is moan, thrash, scream, and come harder than I’ve ever come in my life, each orgasm blending into the next, until my reality has become only Thokar’s vibrating, pulsing, throbbing, perfect Dohan cock.
“Do you want my seed?” He growls, pulling out before slamming himself back inside of me.
“Yes,” I pant. “Yes!”
He roars my name as he comes, his cock firing deep inside of me, filling me with his alien seed. I grab his ass and pull him in deeper, the vibrations setting off my own orgasm. He reaches down and kisses me, silencing my screams, as our bodies convulse in perfect pleasure.
“You’re mine,” he says between kisses. “Mine. Mine. All mine.”
“Yes,” I breathe.
His cock pulses and throbs. It’s not lost one ounce of hardness.
“You’re ready to go again?” I gasp.
“I’m not stopping until you’re pregnant,” Thokar says. “I’m not stopping until the twin moons have risen and fallen. I’m not stopping until we’re bonded, until your body and your soul are mine, my gini.”
Music to my ears.
Epilogue
Kayi
The last few weeks have been the happiest of my entire life.
Thokar and I have had more sex than I thought either of our two bodies were capable of. The fact that I can still walk is a testament to my body’s resilience. He’s shown me things I didn’t know were possible. Positions that blow my mind. Pleasure beyond anything I ever could have imagined.
In the rare minutes that I haven’t spent in bed (or bent over on the couch, or on my back on the dining room table), I’ve been re-decorating our spacious new quarters. Thokar has sent the finest Qrul carpenters and designers my way and told them to obey my every whim.
The place is really coming together, and it already feels like our new home.
There’s a knock on the heavy door.
“Come in!” I say as I grind the Qual leaves to bits and add them to the boiling water.
Viliana, Sarina and Riley pour into my quarters, chatting amongst themselves. I practically scream when I see Riley and fling my arms around her.
“You’re back!” I say. “We were so worried, my word.”
“I’m back,” she smiles. “And I heard I missed a lot of action?”
“You can say that. I’m not sure missed is the right word, though. I miss it like a toothache! I’m much happier now. Tea, anyone?”
The girls all sit down on the new, velvet green couch. I pour them all drinks and then sit across from them in the suede lounge chair.
“Where has Xaldur taken you?” I ask.
“Oh, all over!” She says. “He thought it would be best if we kept moving, just to be safe. So we trekked across what feels like half the planet! Because of that he wasn’t able to come sooner when the shit hit the proverbial fan. He’s still angry about that, but luckily everything worked out. You’re doing okay, right?”
“More than okay,” I say. “I’ve got some really good news.”
All eyes are on me. I look at Riley, Viliana, and Sarina. I let them revel in the tension a moment longer. Silence envelops the room. Who’ll be first to break?
“AND?!” Viliana screams. “What is it?!”
It had to be her.
“I’m pregnant!” I say.
The girls squirm and congratulate me as I smile from ear-to-ear. I knew it deep down already, but we’ve just gotten the confirmation from the healers yesterday. In six months, I’ll be putting a Dohan warrior on the face of this planet.
“Hardly a surprise,” Sarina says. “I’ve come by like a dozen times for tea, and every time a sweaty, half-naked Thokar has told me off! He’s been giving you quite a work-out, hasn’t he?”
“What can I say? The future of the Dohan is at stake. We can’t leave anything to chance.”
So if my gini wants to fill me with his potent seed three times a day just to be safe, I can’t really complain, can I?
“Speaking of saving the Dohan,” I say, eager to change the conversation away from my extremely active sex-life, “when are you two going to do your part, hm? Riley and I have done our civic duty.”
“And then some,” Viliana says, pointing to our two bellies. “Aren’t you scared? I don’t want to give birth to an eight foot tall alien baby!”
“They don’t come out that big. I hope,” I say, my eyes widening as I look at Riley. She shakes her head no. Okay. Good.
I’m so happy that she’s back. With Thokar by my side I know ever
ything will be alright, but I’m also happy to share my journey with Riley. Having an alien baby is not exactly standard fare for me.
“I’m happy for you both,” Viliana continues, “But I’m not sure having a Dohan baby is in the cards for me. Speaking of which… I guess I should just come out and say it.” She runs her palms across her trousers nervously. “This is never easy.”
“Come on, spit it out!” I say. Now it’s my turn to be the impatient one.
I’ve never seen Viliana look this nervous — she always has something witty and/or dirty to say.
“Don’t hate me, but… I’m going back to Earth,” she says.
“Aww,” we all croon simultaneously.
“Yes. I’m really sorry. You’re my best friends, especially after all we’ve been through together, and this was a really difficult decision to make, but…”
“It’s okay,” I say. “If you don’t feel at home here, no one’s going to hold it against you. Right?”
“Of course!” Riley says.
“Uh huh,” Sarina adds.
“Thanks,” Viliana smiles nervously. “That means a lot. You’re right, I just don’t feel that this is my place? So I talked to Xaldur, and he said they’re amassing a fleet to head to Earth and bring more human women back… and that I was welcome to hop on that flight and return to Earth if I wanted to. I said yes.”
“I’m going to miss you!” Sarina says as she hugs her friend. “Is it because of your dreams?”
Viliana tucks her hair behind her ears. “I have been dreaming about that… white-haired bastard, yes. Almost every single night I see him. I hope that a change of scenery will help me get some better sleep.”
“Well, you’re always welcome back here if you’re looking for a home,” I say. “And put in a good word for the Dohan back on Earth, hm? I’m sure they’ll need help convincing women to leave Earth behind and come here to give them babies! They’re not going to just kidnap women, are they?”
“No, they’re not,” Riley says decisively. “Xaldur has been very clear on that. They’re going to give women the choice to come here.”