Thrust into the Alien’s Arms

A LORDS OF ASTRIA BOOK

© 2015 Juno Wells

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Table of Contents

Sexy Sneak Peek

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Sexy Sneak Peek

Looking out from his large capsule at the purplish waterfall below, Adax waited for the go-ahead from Shauna. He began to fantasize about her earthly body. It was smaller than his, as was normal for an earthling – and definitely curvier. He had seen the females of many races, Eldazon being the tourist mecca it was, and he hadn’t been as impressed by many. Though his brother Cael had bragged about the six breasts of his Galorian girlfriend, Adax felt that four was more than enough, and two, perfect. After all, he had only two hands, large as they might be, and there were a lot of areas on a woman he wanted to explore. And although he could pleasure through telepathy alone, he liked to do so mainly manually, to really feel the sensations of touch, and leave the mind stuff for extra stimulation. An add-on, as it were. Bonus sexing.

When he got the sign that Shauna was ready for him, he initiated the mind fusing sequence again, and heard her thoughts: “Who is this Adax? What does he want?”

“I want you,” he sent back to her. “I want to make you happy, and want to be your man.”

“What do you look like?”

He sent her an image this time, rather than thoughts in words.

Shauna gasped, seeing the large alien’s look in her mind. He was exactly her type. Well, except for the light purple skin. But he was clearly tall, dark haired, muscular, ripped. “You’re gorgeous,” she thought involuntarily.

“As are you,” he came back. Almost as a habit, perhaps programmed by her mother, her mind immediately began thinking of all the ways she wouldn’t call herself gorgeous. Maybe a little hippy, she thought. And I can never get my hair to do that thing that the stylist always manages.

Adax shook his head, hearing her criticisms coming fast and furious. Clearly she didn’t understand how beautiful she was. He shook his head lightly, smiling. On Eldazon, she would be a true goddess – a dream come true. Silly, these earth people not understanding their unique beauty. He sent her another mental image, this time of her, how he saw her. Luscious curves, flowing hair, sparkling eyes. Kissable lips. Penetratable body…

Shauna received the image. “That’s you,” he said, in his warm voice. “How can that not be beautiful?”

Prologue

War been brewing for over 1000 years, but never had it been so close…

If humans knew the danger lurking in the shadows of Outer Space above them not one would be able to sleep at night. Fortunately for them the guardians of the ancient peace—The Lords of Astria— protected their planetary home.

A new threat, the Dark Nebula, threatened the little spiral galaxy that had been neutral space since the Treaty of Elyria had ended the Great War.

Word had reached the High Council of atrocities being committed at the border of the Milky Way - the neutral territory between Astria and the Dark Nebula.

Just when things seemed at an impasse, a clever solution was proposed: to invoke the ancient rights which stated that once two peoples were united by blood and marriage, they became, in effect, one people— and any treaties which bound one people, bound all of them.

A member of the ruling house of each planet would take an earthling as a spouse, and so bring Earth under the protection - all with the utmost secrecy. If the Dark Nebula made further moves to encroach upon the Milky Way, the High Council would be able to protect its territory with lethal force.

A leader of each planet would have to wed and procreate with an Earthling in order to assure the continued survival and safety of the United Federation of Astria.

And so, while these cosmic decision played out in the heavens above them, the ignorant Earthlings slept blissfully, never knowing that the swiftly titling planet they called home held the fate of the universe within its little solar system… unless they were called up to be the mother to an alien child, a wife to an alien lover...

These are their stories.

Chapter 1

Shawna was trying to concentrate on what her new boss was saying. ‘Fold the shirts, hang the blouses by color.’ But nothing was going in. She couldn’t concentrate because of the feeling she was getting again. She shifted on her feet, willing her mind to ignore it. It was the third time so far today.

It was hard to explain – it was as if there was something inside her, a wriggling feeling in her pants. It was touching her, stroking her, even lightly tickling her. But when she had gone to the bathroom the first two times to check, it was business as usual. Nothing out-of-the-ordinary there, just her regular underwear, just her regular mini-skirt. But this time, if it kept going, she was afraid she might have an orgasm. In the store. In front of her boss. She shifted again, face contorting with both discomfort and pleasure.

“Are you ok, Shawna?” Jennilee asked. “Because it seems like you aren’t actually listening.”

“No, for sure I am!” She hoped she didn’t sound desperate. Without this job, she’d be up shit creek without a paddle. Rent was due soon. “Fold the shirts, hang the blouses by color.”

The irritation showed on Jennilee’s face. “I said that five minutes ago.”

She felt the deep wetness of arousal drench her panties. “I’m sorry, I’m doing my… my… my best!” She wailed the last word, as the feeling thrust up inside her, right against her g-spot, sending her to brink of orgasm. As the waves washed over her, she struggled to say, “I’m so sorry Jennilee, I am not feeling well. I need to get to the bathroom.”

“Go,” said her manager, sighing. This one was going to be trouble, that was for sure.

***

Shawna leaned against the bathroom sink, looking into her eyes. She shoved  her hand down her pants, feeling around for the foreign object that seemed to be penetrating and rubbing her. She had to be honest with herself, it was the best feeling in the world – and one she would enjoy if she weren’t trying her damnedest to keep her job at the clothing store. It was almost like a prehensile cock, if that were a thing – a tongue mixed with a hard member.

It was then that she heard a sound. But strangely, this sound as well as the feeling seemed to be coming from inside her. It was a voice!

“You’re beautiful,” said the masculine voice, deep and rich with a hint of playfulness. “Don’t be scared, now. I just want to make you happy.”

“Well stop!” she yelled inwardly.

“Doesn’t it feel good?” came the voice again.

“Well, yes,” she had to admit. “Wonderful. But! It’s not appropriate.”

“How can pleasure be inappropriate?”

“When it’s at work! Leave me alone!”

“When can I return?” The voice asked, a little hurt.

“Not while I am at work,” she whispered, this time out loud. “Do you hear me?”

“Loud and clear,” the deep voice answered.

“Great, now I am hearing voices,” she muttered. “Not only might I lose my job, but I am going crazy!” She rubbed her face, took a deep breath and steeled herself to go back out the door.

Chapter 2

Adax was confused. He had finally found the one he wanted to anoint as his mate on the Earth: a curvaceous, dark-haired beauty - and he had commenced the mating ritual. He had sent his finest pleasuring to the creature, scanning her, determining her erogenous zones, and making sure each of the strongest was stimulated in the ideal manner. From the readings, she had peaked several times due to his pleasuring, which made him very proud. So why was she responding so negatively? He looked at himself in the mirror.

Nearly seven feet tall, Adax was a strappingly handsome humanoid creature, with pale lavender skin. The skin was an adaptation due to the lack of sun on his planet – a development that had caused many evolutionary responses. The greater height and pronounced musculature, the greater metabolization of chemicals, the drawing of vitamins from the air – all had eventually become somewhat normal traits for the Eldazon race, due to the loss of their sun.

Luckily they had many resources, and much in the equivalent of earth dollars, as they were able to manage the sun’s extinction by creating one that was artificial. Hung in the sky and emitting all manner of colors onto the rich, lush beauty of the planet below, the artificial sun – or ARTsun – had become a tourist draw to B3-6. Eldazons knew that they were the kind of race who were themselves attractive to the majority of the universe’s creatures – not only physically, but gregarious and giving in manner as well. They worked tirelessly to make their planet beautiful and welcoming, and as such, B3-6 received eager tourists from all over the worlds as the premiere place to get away to, to relax. It was perfect - as long as an artificial sun wouldn’t put you off.

Adax couldn’t understand the reaction of this earthling. He never had trouble with finding someone to mate with. He was one of finest creatures – the epitome of the Eldazon race – a Lord of Astria, for crying out loud!

Which meant that the federation required him to marry an Earth woman.

But how could he win her over? He needed to do it soon, and the current system was not working. He’d have to work to pleasure her more. Perhaps as much as Eldazonly possible.

Chapter 3

That night Shauna was getting ready for bed, brushing her teeth and washing her face, carefully removing her makeup.

Her cat was winding around her ankles, hoping to be fed one last time before she hit the hay.

“Go away, Professor Meowington!” she said, annoyed.

“Professor Meowington? What does this mean?” The low voice, now familiar, entered her mind.

“You’re back!” She said, dropping the toothbrush to the floor, and quickly snatching it up again.

“What is this five-second rule?” came the voice.

“It’s the amount of time that it’s ok to leave something on the ground and still pick it up and put it in your mou-” she stopped explaining abruptly, realizing it was ridiculous. “Who are you! This is my brain! I’ll ask the questions around here.”

“I am Adax,” said the voice, low and rumbling. She had to admit, it was a bit sexy. Especially combined with the activities of late.

“Adax. I’m Shauna,” she said.

“Yes I know.”

“Who are you and why are you doing this to me?” she finally asked.

“I am not important right now,” Adax’s voice almost purred. “You’re the one who is important.”

“What do you want from me?” The cat rubbed against her ankles again, not realizing she wasn’t paying attention to him. She pushed him aside with her foot. “Buzz off!”

“Many apologies,” the voice sounded affronted, shocked. “It’s my aim only to give you pleasure.”

“No Adax, I’m sorry, it’s not you, it’s Professor Meowington. He’s being a pain in the butt.” The cat wandered off, giving up for the time being.

“It is my only hope to be a pleasure in the butt,” Adax replied solemnly. She snorted.

“I see. Well let me finish getting ready for bed and then if you like we can continue our discussion?”

“Very well.”

***

Looking out from his large capsule at the purplish waterfall below, Adax waited for the go-ahead from Shauna. He began to fantasize about her earthly body. It was smaller than his, as was normal for an earthling – and definitely curvier. He had seen the females of many races, Eldazon being the tourist mecca it was, and he hadn’t been as impressed by many. Though his brother Cael had bragged about the six breasts of his Galorian girlfriend, Adax felt that four was more than enough, and two, perfect. After all, he had only two hands, large as they might be, and there were a lot of areas on a woman he wanted to explore. And although he could pleasure through telepathy alone, he preferred to use his hands. Manually he could really feel the sensations of touch, and leave his mind for extra stimulation. An add-on, as it were. Bonus sexing.

When he got the sign that Shauna was ready for him, he initiated the mind fusing sequence again, and heard her thoughts: “Who is this Adax? What does he want?”

“I want you,” he sent back to her. “I want to make you happy, and want to be your man.”

“What do you look like?”

He sent her an image this time, instead of words.

Shauna gasped, seeing the large alien’s look in her mind. He was exactly her type. Well, except for the light purple skin. But he was clearly tall, dark haired, muscular, ripped. “You’re gorgeous,” she thought involuntarily.

“As are you,” he came back. Almost as a habit, perhaps programmed by her mother, her mind immediately began thinking of all the ways she wouldn’t call herself gorgeous. Maybe a little hippy, she thought. And I can never get my hair to do that thing that the stylist always manages.

Adax shook his head, hearing her criticisms coming fast and furious. Clearly she didn’t understand how beautiful she was. He shook his head lightly, smiling. On Eldazon, she would be a true goddess – a dream come true. Silly, these earth people not understanding their unique beauty. He sent her another mental image, this time of her, how he saw her. Luscious curves, flowing hair, sparkling eyes. Kissable lips. Penetrable body…

Shauna received the image. “That’s you,” he said, in his warm voice. “How can that not be beautiful?”

“I guess I am,” she said. “If you look at me that way.”

“And I do. May I touch you now?”

“Well sure, but don’t get so personal right away,” Shauna admonished primly. “That’s not how we do things here.”

“I’m sorry, I was calculating the most potential pleasure that I could give you at one time, and executing my movements to make that happen.”

“Well as I said, that’s not how we work.” She snuggled down into her covers, and slid a hand between her legs, stroking herself gently. “You want to kiss me first, touch me. And then we can start talking about what else we might want to do.”

“Yes, Shauna,” Adax’s voice said, smiling. “That’s good, tell me how to please you. It’s what I want most in the world.” He reached down, sliding his large hand under the waist of his robes, closing it around the thick root he found there.

“Maybe kiss me?”

Adax ran through the information logs he had stored on a chip in his brain. 4506 files devoted to the concept of kissing. It took him a minute, but he was able to process them.

“Do you want tender kisses, or do you want hard, searching kisses?” He asked, unwilling to risk another error for the time being.

“Well start with the first, and then move to the second,” she said. “It’s nice when things develop organically.”

Adax was excited. He had broken down the first barrier with this earth woman, the one who would eventually be his mate. Perhaps not as easily or quickly as he had wanted or expected, but as long as he didn’t mess it up, she would be a Lady of Astria, alongside his Lordship, and as such, a noble woman on Eldazon. He could see her now, in the traditional flowing robes of the B3-6 tradition. And the federation of planets would not see him as a failure.

Chapter 4

Shauna sailed into work the next day, after being taken to the height of ecstasy and beyond with Adax the entire night before. She was still confused as to whether he even existed, but she felt almost as if she had a secret admirer, or a sort of physical pen pal. A gorgeous one, who wanted her, who wanted to please her, a sex toy that even gave compliments. How could a girl want anything more? So what if I don’t get any sleep! I could get used to this!

Jennilee popped her head around the corner of the backroom door, and asked her into her office, which normally would have sent Shauna into a tailspin – but today, riding on the high of the night before, nothing could touch her.

“Yes, Jennilee?”

“Not sure what happened yesterday Shauna,” her manager said sternly, “but we can’t be dealing with problems every time we go through the instructions on how to fold. Am I being clear?”

The voice came into her head again. “Say that you are aware of the problem and are taking every possible step to correct it – and that you perfectly understand her concerns. It won’t happen again.”

Puzzled, Shauna repeated the commanded words. Jennilee was immediately mollified. Her face softened and she marked something down on her paper in front of her. “Excellent Shauna, I am glad to hear that. Now let’s have a productive day today, yes?”

“Of course, yes,” Shauna said quickly. “Let’s get to it!”

She buzzed around the store, selling a record number of pieces, as the other employees watched her in awe. Whenever she had felt unsure about anything, her mind gave her the exact thing to say to bring a sale to the next level. Even as she folded and organized, her fingers were flying, doing each task in half the time. Shauna had seemed like such a bump on a log, thought the coworkers, but today, she is on fire!

“Keep it up Shauna, you are doing great,” Adax’s voice was clear in her mind. “You are beautiful, and powerful, and strong and loving. You don’t need this job, but you do it for now because you are great at it.”

“Yes,” she said, mentally. She tried to push away the confusion. After all, she was doing great. Clearer and stronger than ever…wasn’t she?

Chapter 5

Adax was pleased with the boosts he was sending his nubile princess-to-be. She was 36% more productive in her work, and 52% more successful in her social engagement.

His eyes wandered to the window again, taking in the serenity of the landscape, the purple waterfall, the rich leaves of the trees, the multicolor hues of the sunrays. He began brainstorming more ways that he could improve Shauna, improve her life, her productivity. It wouldn’t be hard. Those earth creatures were easy to read, to anticipate, to understand and to reprogram when necessary.

No matter, he’d figure it out later. In one hour there would be a council meeting on B3-6, to discuss the current Dark Nebula threat. The aliens of that world were threatening the earth were getting closer, and time was of the essence. If he wanted to do his part and save face with the federation, he had to mate with Shauna, and right away.

Chapter 6

After a stunning week at work, Shauna was on a high. Jennilee had been extra-satisfied with her production, even going so far as to wonder aloud what had happened to her.

“Shauna, it’s starting to make me think you are on some kind of steroid or something,” Jennilee grinned. “You’re currently my best worker.”

“Thanks,” she said airily, but inwardly she wondered as well. She had been feeling extraordinarily powerful, but also a little unlike herself. The nightly pleasuring sessions had been increasing in intensity, to the point where she was getting probably an hour of sleep per night – not nearly enough. Underneath the high-strung, energetic exterior, she was feeling a bit winded. Her body was not used to so much activity.

Chapter 7

Jag looked at the screen that currently displayed the planet B3-6. He rubbed his lizard-like knobs on his chin in glee. The earth woman that the Eldazon Adax was trying to mate was a tasty little morsel if he had ever seen one. Curves for days, a body you could sink your teeth into, and a head you could bite off after mating, drinking her sweet blood to get your strength back. He was excited. And he liked the challenge, too. What a wonderful way to prove dominance over the Eldazon race, to snatch the intended of the Prince, mate with her and eat her!

It wouldn’t be difficult either. These earth women seemed to be indolent, easy to control, floozy-types. He knew that the Eldazon prince was already making progress with his Earth woman in the sexual stimulation arena. She had peaked several times and they only had just met. And he had done it with just his mind. Certainly with his superior ability Jag could do the same. He would show this earth harlot who was boss, who was the one who could deliver the most OPM (Orgasms per minute), and it wouldn’t be a little purple ninny like Adax. He couldn’t help himself and rubbed his barbed cock against the power console, the little points on his prick giving him an extra frisson as he pushed them against the buttons.

Oh to dig into that Earth slut’s canal and make her weep, he thought, closing his cold eyes in pleasure. He then imagined how it would feel shoving himself down her throat, the barbs digging grooves into the soft skin, the blood lubricating her passage so that he could ram harder.

He roared as a piddle of black cum trickled out of his member. He had the supreme urge to bite something’s head off, so he settled for one of the insects in his terrarium. He could always get more, he figured, as he crunched through the exoskeleton into the sweet guts of the creature.

Disappointing. They can’t even scream.

Chapter 8

The meeting went as meetings do, thought Adax as he watched Jaron blathering. He had gone off topic at least four other times, more in love with the gurgling sound of his own voice than with the continued safety and success of the earthlings that they had pledged to protect from the aliens of the Dark Nebula. He couldn’t help but think of his lovely Shauna, with her soft inside parts and her voluptuous curves that housed them. She was the most lovely of all earthlings, he thought as he traced a small Eldazon heart-shape on the council table with a pale purple finger. Shauna plus Adax, he wrote. He thought of things he could do with that finger. The ways it could move, and the speeds it could vibrate, penetrate, anything really, were more than any earthman could even dream of doing. He knew she would have to love him.

“And our only hope is to join this federation. Adax?”

He was jolted out of his reverie. What did Jaron want?

“Uh, yes?”

Shit, he hadn’t been listening, and now Jaron had called him out. The group chuckled and sneered as he clearly was at a loss. He was having a difficult time figuring out a way not to look foolish. Might as well scare them a little. He stood up, drawing himself to his full, impressive height, and leaned forward, fists on the table.

“Does someone have something to say?” he roared, “Or are all of you just looking to be fired?”

“Sorry your Excellency,” muttered a voice. Another joined in. It was his brother, Cael. Would he save Adax from embarrassment, or would he increase it? Hard to tell.

“Yes,” said Cael. “We are all just excited to hear how the pursuit of an earth creature is going. Have you found anyone yet who might be suitable?”

Thank god for his brother, Adax thought, sinking down to his chair, satisfied. He warmed up to talk about what had recently become his favorite subject.

“The earth woman I have chosen is named…Shauna,” Adax proclaimed. There were murmurs from the assembly as the others tried to pronounce the strange collection of vowels and consonants. “Quiet, please. Shauna is a goddess, clearly beautiful, strong and kind, a perfect specimen for the people of Eldazon to look up to, to be guided by.” He was feeling good now. “And I have made great strides already to have sexual congress with her – remotely, of course.”

There was a collective intake of breath as the assembly tried to process Adax’s announcement. Not only had the prince and Lord of Astria found an Earth woman, he had already near-mated with her, it seemed. Perhaps they would be saved, and this crazy treaty would work?

“Yes, I have great confidence that she will be the co-leader of the country with me, Adax. And B3-6 will continue to prosper as the tourist mecca for the free known universe!”

There was much rejoicing as Adax concluded his speech. People rushed to shake his hand, to press their foreheads together as in Eldazonian tradition, and congratulate him.

He enjoyed all their attention and the near miss of being humiliated by Jaron, but he began to doubt himself. Would he really be able to secure the earth woman? Because if not, he was really going to lose face in front of the council.

Chapter 9

Shauna lay in bed again, waiting for Adax to come to her. He was taking a long time. Where was he? Admittedly, she had gotten rather addicted to his nightly visits. She was feeling great and her general stress level was really going down, despite the new job. Her commissions were up and she was starting to think she might be able to move out of her apartment. It was a bit of a hole, and she had so recently been afraid she wouldn’t make rent. She had even bought herself some flowers and secretly pretended they were from Adax – but most of all did her best to pretend that he was real, and not some strange figment of her imagination.

She didn’t know who he was or why he had come for her, but she figured she had probably just developed some kind of delusion, maybe brought on by stress and lack of sleep. Maybe she had bumped her head and forgot about it, or perhaps there was something funky in the air. But gorgeous men who enter your body from within, she knew they didn’t exist in anyone else’s world. Still, a delusion who made you come harder than ever was a lot easier to take than the delusion of devotion she had nursed with a few of her exes. They were a motley crew, she figured, the men she had tried and failed to have relationships with.

But Adax still hadn’t shown up, and what’s more, he hadn’t told her he wasn’t going to be visiting her that night. No, and he had even outright said to her that he would be around as much as she needed him.

If he really were a figment, wouldn’t he be just as easy to conjure up tonight, as any night? Am I just going to have to do this myself? Shauna grimaced. But just as her hand drifted in between her legs, she felt it. It was the familiar sensation of being touched, when nobody else was there. Pleasure from within. She sunk deeper into the mattress as her eyes rolled back in anticipation. Something was rubbing against her slowly, thickly, and she began to gyrate her hips lightly. When she pulled away, she cried out. It was painful! What were those pointy bits?

What had happened to Adax’s prehensile cock? His fingers, his mouth?

This was something altogether different. And it felt like it was scraping its way against her. She yelled in her mind, “This isn’t fair Adax!” and covered herself. But it was difficult, since the intruder was imaginary? “Stop it! And never do that again!”

All she heard in response was a cold laugh, but at least the sensation ceased.

Shauna lay in bed, a little scared. Adax had never done any such thing before. Sure he had been visiting her for only a mere couple of weeks, but he had been concerned with her pleasure above all else, and her acceptance of him was paramount. His velvety-soft skinned stiff cock was not just a confusing surprise now, but a craving. So why was he suddenly playing these silly games? Did he not respect her anymore? Was he like all the other guys?

Why was she asking questions about someone that didn’t even exist?

She fell into a fitful sleep, tossing and turning.

Chapter 10

Much to Adax’s chagrin, he wasn’t allowed to leave after the assembly, and “meet” with Shauna as he usually did. Instead of adjourning like usual, the Eldazon council had decided to throw an impromptu party to celebrate his locating a bride. Adax had always been a bit of a playboy in the past, and his trillionaire fortune as well as his handsome looks had meant that there was never a shortage of mates for his bed whenever he had the mating urge come upon his perfectly sculpted body. All his good qualities made up for the occasional bad, one of which was the tendency for Adax to be a bit oblivious socially. Locals chalked it up to his being a prince, and always getting what he wanted – when sometimes he didn’t understand that everything he wanted wasn’t what they all may have. The things they did want were peace in their land and continued economic growth and success, and that all depended on Adax’s securing of an Earth bride. B3-6’s would do its part in keeping the Milky Way peaceful and united, and with it, would be accomplished, and with it the chance for greater success. As much as they tried to ignore the threat of the Dark Nebula when tourists came to their land, they knew that the shadow currently lurked behind every black hole in the galaxy.

A guard shivered in his uniform outside the party doors, another victim of the general stress that was making B3-6 less of a vacation spot and more of a cold war refuge. Their reptilian faces swam across his consciousness, and their reputation for being merciless bastards was not far behind. Every Eldazon knew that if a Nebulan got its hands on you, you were in trouble. Serious trouble.

Chapter 11

The next day three large coffees were not enough for Shauna. She dragged her ass into work, bags under her eyes, and was barely able to keep upright. She supposed the high of her delusions had peaked and now she was paying the price. Adax didn’t exist, and if he did he was a cruel bastard; or, her mind was playing tricks on her and she couldn’t trust even herself.

Her coworkers began to snark behind her back. “What’s up with Shauna?” muttered one. “Has she been on drugs this whole time?”

“I think so!” said another. “After all, last couple weeks she’s been the best performer, showing us all up, but now she’s looking like something the cat dragged in.”

“Totally. I always suspected she was an addict of some kind. Either that or completely loony.”

“Yeah, she might have some serious mental problems. Who else goes from that high to that low?”

Shauna overheard some of them as she was standing by the door to the backroom, but didn’t have the energy to confront them. What does it matter anyway? They won’t believe a word I say if I do tell them. I probably am loony.

The day was going by as slowly as Shauna’s pace. And what’s more, she couldn’t seem to make a sale if her life depended on it. Her spark was just extinguished. Part of her heart was, well, maybe not breaking, but at least dented. I can’t even trust the men I make up, she thought. Some part of me really did feel he was real though. And the sensations, they were real for sure.

“Shauna,” came Jennilee’s voice. “You need to come into the back room. We have to have a talk.” Just then she felt it again. That sensation of being touched, almost invaded.

“Get out of here,” she yelled aloud, unconsciously. “I told you, this isn’t appropriate. What are you doing?”

“Who are you talking to, Shauna?” hissed Jennilee, pulling her behind the curtain into the office area.

“What? I’m sorry. I don’t know. I think I have to go home.”

Jennilee’s face switched back and forth between anger, fear and concern. She didn’t know whether she should fire Shauna on the spot, or commit her. She settled on agreeing to her request and sending her home. This time. If it happens again, then the girl is out on her ear.

“Look Shauna, I need someone here I can count on. If you have issues you need to deal with, get them sorted and then we can talk about you coming back. But I can’t have you scaring the customers.”

Shauna had stopped listening to her boss. The scraping sensations were getting closer to her center, and she was starting to panic.

“Get away from me!” she yelled, and Jennilee hand furtively reached over to the security button under her desk.

A voice piped up between her ears: “Say that you’re sorry, but you need to go home. Either that, or take off your top. One or the other!”

What the hell? Adax always gave me good advice before, Shauna thought, shocked.

“I’m not Adax,” came the voice, quickly. “I am much better than Adax. I am Jag.”

Who the fuck is Jag? She thought furiously. She almost yelled this last question aloud, but was able to keep it under control.

“I’m sorry Jennilee,” she finally sputtered. “I perfectly understand what you’re saying. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I think I need to go to the doctor!”

She had said the magic words. Jennilee was mollified, and her hand slowly returned to her lap. “Ok Shauna, you do that. Let me know if you can continue work. But for now, just take care of yourself.”

Shauna practically ran out of the store. Her coworkers watched, whispering and laughing behind their hands. The best worker had finally lost it! Now it was time for them to shine.

Chapter 12

Safely in her car, Shauna decided to drive to a nearby park. It was always a haven for her, the way it abutted both the beach and the forest. She was just pulling into the parking area when she heard Adax’s low, rumbling, sexy voice in her head.

“Hey there Shauna!”

“What the fuck,” she snarled back at him. “Where have you been?”

“Calm down, what’s going on, what’s wrong?”

“Who the fuck is Jag?”

Adax’s blue Prince’s blood turned cold. Jag! That was the name of one of the Dark Nebulans. Certainly she couldn’t be talking about him! Don’t panic, Adax, he told himself.

“Why do you ask that question?”

“Someone named Jag has been invading my thoughts and hurting me. At first I thought it was you. Are you pretending to be nice to me or what?” She pulled the keys out of the ignition, got out of the car and slammed the door, running down to the beach area. It was fortunately deserted. She wiped angry tears from her eyes. “He hurt me, Adax!”

“He touched you?” Adax cursed himself and the silly party he had been at. Why had he spent so much time celebrating with the council, when the thing hadn’t even been accomplished! And now somehow a prominent Dark Nebulan knew about his plan to marry this earthling. This gorgeous, and beautiful earthling. In a moment of unusual consideration for Adax, he realized that instead of helping the earth and the federation, his actions had ended up putting this beautiful creature in danger. That should be a crime in itself! He was kicking himself.

But what to do? How to solve the problem? Would he have to go down to earth? Snatch her up himself? Would she even choose to go with him?

Shauna sat on a log on the beach and looked out at the beautiful water, it’s calm waves lapping against the shore giving her some sense of peace. She loved nature.

“Hello Adax,” she heard in her mind. The voice was low, taunting. “I’ve found your earthling.”

“Jag – leave her alone. I am warning you,” Adax’s voice growled.

“You think I am frightened by a prince in a pretty-boy colony of a tourist destination? B3-6 hardly has the firepower to defeat us. And besides, I’ve taken a liking to your little princess here. Isn’t that right Shauna? And soon you will love me and what I have to offer as well.” She could almost sense him stimulating himself as he said that last, the curl in his voice somewhat unmistakable.

“No, I am definitely not interested. Get away, Jag!” The feel of a languid finger drifting up against her thigh. The feel of it being swatted away. “Why can’t both of you leave me alone!”

“Don’t say that, Shauna, please. I love you, and I can offer you everything. You can be a princess in my land. Your every need will be taken care of. And it is the most beautiful land in the galaxy!”

She could hear the laughs of Jag echoing in her thoughts as Adax spoke.

“Look I am coming to get you right now,” said Adax, “if you’ll come with me. If you don’t, I’m sorry, but you won’t have the protection of the Federation, and you’re going to need it.”

“You’ll come? You mean this is real, and not something I’ve just made up?” Shauna asked. “When will you arrive?”

“You need not go with him Shauna. I will take you places you could only imagine. Come with me,” Jag’s voice wheedled. “Besides, if you go with him, once we destroy his planet, you will also be destroyed. It’s only a matter of time.”

“I’ll be there, in earth time, well, right now,” said Adax’s voice. He hit the controls of the particulator beam, locking on the coordinates of the beach where Shauna was taking refuge.

In seconds, there was a bright light, on the surface of the water. Then, coming out of the foam, a very tall, very well built, lavender-skinned, dark haired man. He was naked save a small robe. Shauna gaped. This was the creature that had sent his image. This was the person called Adax. And he was gorgeous. Was he really there? She ran down to the place where the sand and water met. Adax smiled at her rakishly, desire in his eyes.

“Shauna, my beautiful princess,” he called as he strolled out of the surf, revealing the rest of his body inch by inch. “You need to come with me, and quickly. Will you be mine? Will you be my princess?”

I don’t have much choice at the moment, she thought. Either I go with him, and trust that he makes me safe, or I risk my life with Jag coming after me. Or I end up in the lunatic asylum, because this is insanity.

He reached her, put his hand out to touch hers, and enclosed it in his large, lavender palm. His touch filled her with longing, with peace. This was the touch she had been used to all these nights of bliss. This was the creature she had begun to love.

“Adax, am I crazy? Do you even exist?”

“No you’re not crazy, you’re wise, beautiful, kind – just the perfect princess for my people. The one that will make our planet whole, and who will cement B3-6’s place in the federation treaty. But most of all, the one who will make me very, very happy.” He took her in his arms, slid a finger under her chin, tipping her face up to his. “And yes, I exist.” His lips were parted, and just as they were about to touch Shauna’s waiting kiss, there was a crack in the air and another bright flash, this time on the beach.

It was Jag.

Chapter 13

After the flash, the sky seemed darker. Reddish. And contrary to the fantastically beautiful reveal of Adax, the more of this creature that appeared the more she felt as if she might throw up or faint, soil herself, or worse. She shivered.

“Hello Adax,” said the creature, in its preternaturally booming voice. “Fancy meeting you here. I have come to collect my princess.”

“Your princess!” sputtered the lavender-skinned Adax. “She is my princess.”

“Wait – are you talking about me?” Shauna stomped her foot in a display of bravado. “I am nobody’s princess! Not until I decide to be, anyway.”

Adax looked at her. Of course she was correct, he grumbled inwardly, as badly as that might turn out for her. And for him. There was no way the council on B3-6 would consider a forced marriage valid. The law on the planet would forbid it. But still, this was the one earthling he wanted, and Adax was not used to having to fight for anything at all, much less for the affections of a simple earth creature. And the very same one that he was charged with protecting! She couldn’t go with Jag, she just couldn’t! He wanted to stamp his own foot, but was afraid he’d look twee.

“You are the prize. Prizes don’t have opinions,” said Jag, with a malevolent chuckle. “If I want you, you will be mine. Come over here,” he ordered. “Leave that lavender ninny where he is and come to your commander.”

“Commander!” Shauna tossed her hair in indignant rage. “How dare you?” She quivered, but she was too proud to show her fear. The voices that were in her head were finally instead out in the open, and she was starting to feel more herself. Her strength was coming back in proportion to her fear.

“How dare I?” The pale creature looked at her incredulously, contempt shining in his beady eyes. “You are amusing, little one.” He advanced on them, closing the distance.

“I don’t have time to explain, Shauna,” whispered Adax as he kept his eyes trained on the hideous alien, “but you need to marry me. I know it sounds crazy. If you marry me you will be under the protection of the treaty. Earth will be that much closer to being saved. Trust me, little one. It’s our only hope.”

“Right now? How am I supposed to marry you, there’s nobody here to perform the ceremony!” Her head was reeling, that this was her only real objection – she had such little choice.

“You need to just pledge to me, and then the marriage is legal on my planet.”

Shauna thought a moment, biting her lip. The sky darkened ominously. “But I don’t know you!”

“Know me!? I’ve been in your mind for over a month! How could you know anyone more!”

She looked into his eyes, seeing worlds she had never seen in the blue orbs. But there was also trust, love, and devotion. Well there may not be not much choice, but at least with him, there’s hope. Jag was getting closer to them, and she could smell his putrid odor even from where she was standing.  His clawlike hands, his clear arousal evident from the erection in his pants. Adax quickly spoke as he was drawing near.

“Say, I pledge myself to you Adax the commander,” began the lavender alien.

She repeated quickly as possible, while Adax said the same to her, substituting “Shauna the earthling,” for his name and title.

“I will join you, honor you, and love you for the good of ourselves and the greater good of the federation.” Shauna almost stumbled over the last few words, but got them out.

“Auuughhhh!” Jag cried in frustration, as his hand had been just about to close around Shauna’s delicate wrist. “You watch yourselves, Federation slime!” he roared. “We will be victorious over you and your weak planet!” He shook a fist in the air.

“Adios,” said Adax, pulling Shauna to his side. Jag fell into nothingness, his body disappearing particle by particle into the mists of surf, into the atmosphere. The skies lightened as the sun came back out, once the specter of the Dark Nebulan had dematerialized.

“So, finally, you are my princess, my love,” said Adax, turning her body toward his. He took in her beauty, her hair blowing in the wind, her eyes glowing with relief and hope. He didn’t hesitate this time, his mouth claiming hers, searching hers, the trill of his tongue sending chills to her center.

As the wind whipped around them, they kissed wildly, as she leaned into his strong embrace, tangling her hands into his dark hair, until she felt the familiar feeling of probing inside her.

“Not here cowboy!” She admonished, smiling at the handsome prince in front of her.

“But you are so hard to resist,” Adax said, biting his lower lip in desire. “You are so sexy. All of B3-6 is going to go wild when they see you.”

“B3-6?” she asked.

“Well of course, my home planet. Our home planet,” he corrected himself, happily, delighted that he was able to achieve his objective on the Shauna mission. He didn’t want to lose face in front of all the revelers and the federation.

“What? I can’t leave Earth! What are you saying! What would Professor Meowington do?”

“Ah yes, your companion animal!” Adax furrowed his brow. “Well he’ll have to come along.”

Just then she felt a funny feeling in her stomach.

“Don’t worry, that’s just the particulator beam,” said Adax, reassuringly, as his image began to swirl in front of her. Then there was nothing but light and sound, and a long drawn out wail of protest – one that Shauna immediately recognized as the unmistakable cry of Professor Meowington.

Chapter 14

Arrival on B3-6 was somewhat shocking. Once she rematerialized, and got over the nausea of the trip, she was able to take a better look around. She was relieved to see that all the Eldazonians were humanoid and even most of the other tourist creatures were not as strange as she might have expected on a completely new planet. The splendor of the countryside and cityscape, the strange multicolored rays of the ARTsun were even lending a different glow her own reflection. It was somehow making her feel more akin to the purple-skinned creatures, and even Professor Meowington was looking otherworldly as he washed a paw lazily.

“How come I feel so calm?” she asked Adax. “Shouldn’t I be in complete culture shock?”

“B3-6 is engineered for complete comfort of all the travellers of the universe,” Adax reassured her, “from the chemicals in the atmosphere to the brightness of the ARTsun.” He smiled. “It’s a paradise on the Milky Way, where everyone feels both excited, and at home.”

This is utter madness, she thought as he droned on, extoling the virtues of his home planet like a proud papa. Most of all it’s crazy that I don’t desperately miss Earth. A fire had been lit in her for her handsome alien, and to be saved from death and treated like a princess had only stoked the flames. She looked at his perfect body hungrily, wondering, if he could do everything he did from another planet, what could he do if we were in the same bed?

A long, gleaming hovercraft slowly pulled up to them, the doors soundlessly opened, and they climbed in, Adax steadying her. It seemed like no time before they were whisked to his quarters across from the waterfall, the craft easily slipping through the haze over the water’s surface before pulling up in front of Adax’s residence. Shauna’s jaw had been hanging open since she arrived, the luxurious beauty overwhelming.

Adax took full advantage of her open mouth, his own meeting it for a tender and wild kiss in the doorway of his luxurious abode. His tongue tentatively touched hers, before tasting her with full abandon. He pulled her hips close to his, and wrapped his arms around her, pressing the full length of his body against her. She reveled in the rich scent that emanated from him, breathing him in deeply as their tongues mingled.

“We are going to have to dress you in traditional clothes, for the ceremony,” he said, finally breaking away. Shauna’s breath had quickened, her body responding to the clear desire, the feeling of hardness pressed against her.

“But first maybe we should take off the clothes I am wearing,” she found herself saying, her hands beginning to roam over Adax’s muscular frame.

“That can be arranged,” he murmured, slowly sliding the shirt off her shoulders, to reveal her generous breasts, her pale skin. His eyes widened. “You’re even more beautiful than I thought,” he whispered, taking her into his arms and carrying her to his sleeping area. It was a round platform, with glass walls, overlooking the waterfall. Glints of different colors played on their skin as they disrobed, Adax thrilling with each inch of Shauna’s body that was revealed, licking, sucking and kissing her porcelain skin.

“My princess,” he said, as he ran his thumb over one of her breasts and rolled the rosy nub between his thumb and forefinger, making her gasp. At the same time he pressed against her, using the power of his mind to stroke her inwardly as well, leaving her weak with pleasure, almost intoxicated.

His silky tongue continued a leisurely exploration of her mouth, as they kissed deeply, and Shauna started to buck against him, unable to fully control her movements. He had her hypnotized in a sexual dream, touching her in reality as well as impossibly, taking her to the edge of orgasm and letting her linger in that beautiful tension for long periods, before tipping her over the edge with waves of orgasm after orgasm. She cried out, she moaned, she silently felt the contractions wash over her before he entered her with his prehensile cock, the hardness of it weakening only to swirl around inside her before quickly hardening again, stimulating her as no one ever had, exploring her pussy like he explored her mouth.

“Fuck me, oh fuck me,” she screamed, unaware of herself, just locked in a supreme pleasure vortex of the alien’s creation. Hips bucking and rolling, slipping in and out, it was better than it ever was when it was only in her mind.

“Forever. I will fuck you forever,” he murmured, his breath tickling the edges of her ear.

Adax was pleased with himself. The humans were easy to pleasure, it turned out, and they also seemed quite vulnerable to his special tricks in the bedroom. He swirled his cock inside her once more, watching her eyes squint and her mouth twist in ecstasy. His tenderness toward his princess grew, knowing he made the right decision. She was as brave as she was beautiful, willing to take a risk and follow him to an unknown land, and to become his wife, his princess.

When finally he let himself spurt inside her, he melded with her mind to also inject it with feelings of love, feelings of dependence, and also feelings of tenderness toward the baby he was almost certainly giving her as he shot his seed into her wetness.

“You’re likely pregnant now, my princess,” he whispered when she finally opened her eyes after convulsing with yet another deep, full body orgasm. “Finally an heir to the Eldazonian throne…”

“What!?” she cried, eyes flashing – still, she felt she should be more indignant. “We didn’t discuss that. You didn’t use a condom?”

“What’s a condom?” he asked, stroking her face tenderly, completely contented with himself.

“It’s only, uhhh, birth control!”

“Why would you want to control birth? It’s a natural process. Just like the wonderful thing we just did.”

“It doesn’t control birth,” she stuttered. “It stops it!”

“Again, we don’t want to stop birth, because then the baby would be inside you forever.” Earthlings sure weren’t very logical, were they?

She got frustrated. “It stops conception, silly!”

“Oh, we can’t have that,” tutted the alien. You are my princess now, and we need an heir. This is the primary purpose of our union, even alongside the treaty fulfillment.”

“You married me because of a treaty?” she gaped.

The alien looked puzzled. “Well not entirely, but yes. Of course. I am tantamount to your royalty. Do you expect that I would marry only for love?”

Tears filled her eyes. “You just married me to make me pregnant and leave?” The feelings of tenderness toward an impending baby were beginning to take hold of her, and her anger was dissipating, despite her initial reaction to Adax’s blasé statement. He shook his head, but she was still in shock.

“Well why did I choose you?” The alien asked, accessing her thoughts.

“Ye-ess,” she wailed. “Why me?”

“Because you are beautiful! Because you are kind, and sweet, and strong. I searched the whole earth to find the right woman to be the princess of Eldazon, the right wife for a Lord of Astria. And it’s you Shauna. In fact, I am thinking of renaming the whole planet. I will recommend to the elders that it be called Shaunia, after you.”

“Shaunia?” She sniffed. Well that does sound nice. Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad after all. My husband, the alien. And now starting a family? This was a lot to get used to. But it’s better than being killed on the beach, and it’s better than being captured by a repulsive lizard thing, and it’s even better than trying to find a new apartment on my salary.

He pulled her close, and kissed her. “Now we have about an hour to get in the bath, and I will have some ceremonial robes sent over so that you can meet your people.”

Professor Meowington jumped on the bed, colors playing on his white fur. He kneaded the covers a few times and settled between them, the prince and princess of Eldazon.

“Well if he can settle down here, I suppose I should be able to as well,” said Shauna.

“Certainly!” said Adax. “Now that’s the spirit. Besides, if we have any serious problems, I’ll just control your mind, like I did about the baby.”

“You will not!” she cried. “Have you been doing that the whole time?” She was starting to think that this was a big mistake. Despite the delicious sex, and the robot cart that was currently bringing in chocolate covered strawberries.

“Well, not the whole time,” said Adax. “But I would be foolish not to intervene when it suits us, no?”

“Adax,” she held his hands while she looked into his sky-blue eyes. “You need to understand that when you love someone, you accept them for who they are and what they want. You try to understand them and you take care of them when you can. You don’t mold them into something they’re not.”

He looked at her dead on. Nobody had spoken to him that way before. As the prince, either they obeyed him, subjugated themselves in front of him, or challenged him. Now Shauna, Princess of the Eldazon race, was teaching him. It was his turn to get teary-eyed.

“Do you understand, Adax? Love means that you try to accept the person, and help them. Not adjust them to your liking.”

“I believe I do understand.” The knowledge was filtering through his mental processes, bypassing channels and sparking new structures in his mind. “I have failed you, Princess Shauna.”

“No, not if you learn from this, and try to become better,” she said, rolling on her back. She pictured them together, sitting at the edge of the purple waterfall, small child cradled in Adax’s arms. She could feel him enter her consciousness and share the vision. In the vision, he kissed her.

“Is that ok, my love?” he said, feeling at once fierce and tender toward her, protective of her and needful of her approval. “To change your fantasy by kissing you?”

“Of course,” she laughed. “That’s ok. We’re in this together now, Adax.” The vision was getting stronger, the three of them sitting together in the multicolored rays of the ARTsun, enjoying the beautiful imagery of a day in the future. Suddenly Professor Meowington jumped into the vision, rubbed his cheek against Adax’s hand in a possessive gesture, and cuddled up to Shauna.

They looked at each other, eyes wide, and then at the cat, whose smug face said that he was going to do perfectly fine on this new planet. They all were.

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