Katieran Prime 4 - Kiljorn Prime (21 page)

“Oh yes!” she moaned.

One male laid flat on his back and she climbed over him and straddled his hips. She faced toward the male’s chest. She lowered her feminine folds over the male’s engorged penis and began to ride him while the second male watched.

Then she laid her chest down on the male she was on top of. The second male, who watched and massaged his member, moved up behind her. He took his sex and entered her anal hole. Both males pumped in and out of her. The three yelled out their release.

Suddenly the lights in the room were turned up and the video was paused. Every male in the room shifted uncomfortably in his seat—some were sweating. The room was filled with the scent of male arousal.

“Uh … are all the human coupling videos like that?” asked Prime Leader RendEL

“Similar, there are different couplings. Some show one male and one female, one male with two females, two females but no male, and there are some with two males but no female,” Prime Medic SydEL answered.

“Why have same-sex coupling? They cannot breed this way, why bother?” A member of the Katieran High Council shifted in his seat.

“Apparently they like diversity. Maybe it is the only way they can bring themselves to release,” offered SydEL.

Chapter One

Dr. Katrina Morris, Kat to her friends, closed up the artery and allowed the assisting surgeon to finish up. She breathed a sigh of relief. It had been a six-hour surgical procedure to repair as much as possible. A young mother and her two kids had been in a car accident. One of the kids, a ten-year-old boy, didn’t make it and the other, a five-year-old girl, was still in surgery. Kat had been working on the mother. She said a silent prayer for the mother and daughter. Even though she was a person of science, she had always said a prayer after each procedure she performed.
Couldn’t hurt, right?

“Are you going out for drinks later with the other surgeons?” Dr. Brandon Young asked her. He was ten years older than Kat, with light, brown hair kept short and sharp, green eyes, he was attractive and he knew it. Most of the surgeons Kat worked with were older than her.

“I haven’t decided yet,” Kat responded as she removed her gloves and bloody scrub coverings. “It will depend on my patient.”

They walked out of the operating room and headed towards the physician’s locker room. Dr. Young was not giving up easily. “Come on. When’s the last time you went out and had any kind of fun?”

Kat paused as she tried to think of the last time she had gone out. She couldn’t remember.
Had it been that long?
She felt an overwhelming sense of guilt for even considering going out. She always did when it came to doing something for pure enjoyment. She could almost hear her mother now,
“Your intelligence is too valuable to waste on such mundane things.”

“If you have to think that hard about it, then it’s been way too long.”

“Maybe,” Kat said noncommittally. She sat down on a nearby bench. They used this room as both a break room and a locker room. There was a separate bathroom that people could use to shower and change after their shift. They had their own table and chairs, a refrigerator, and a small microwave stood in the corner. The TV on the wall had been left on, showing the latest news report—it caught her attention.

“This is the video we have of the aliens who call themselves, Katierans.”
The newswoman explained as they showed a video clip of two good-looking men, wearing sunglasses, walking into the Capitol building.
“It is rumored that these aliens plan to help the Earth with its overpopulation problem. Negotiations with the EWG have been going on for over a year. My sources with the EWG say that an agreement has been reached. Further details are expected to be released within the next few days.”

Kat watched as two very attractive men walked into the Capitol building. Katierans? She was fascinated. They appeared to be similar in form to humans. Both men were at least six foot six, weighing maybe 240 or 250 pounds. Their skin was golden bronze. She wondered what their differences were.

Dr. Young sat down beside her, noticing her attention to the news report. “Aliens. Who would have believed that they even existed? I’ll probably lose half my nursing staff to them.”

Kat looked at him, confused. “Why?”

“My friend at the EWG says the aliens plan to take humans back to their home world. It has been hush-hush so far. The alien’s will be taking applications and selecting who they will take. I asked, but my friend doesn’t know what the aliens’ criteria for accepting applications will be.”

“Are you going to fill out an application to go?” She wasn’t changing her clothes yet because she needed to check on her patient in post-op. Once she made sure that her patient was doing well, she would feel more comfortable leaving the hospital.

“Not sure. Why? Are you planning to go off to this alien world?” He laughed like he thought it was a ridiculous idea. He noticed her silence. “Come on Kat, just because you didn’t get the Chief Surgeon position and I did, doesn’t mean you should up and leave.”

Kat narrowed her eyes at his cocky tone. He was a fine surgeon, but a bit chauvinistic. That was one of the reasons she had always made up excuses not to go out with him. She liked men with a little more refinement. However, it was times like this, when he threw it in her face that a position she had wanted had been offered to a man, that really chapped her ass.

“Maybe I will.”

*****

Hotel Ballroom, Oklahoma City

Kat followed a small group of women through the luxury hotel. The hotel’s front desk had directed the group to a ballroom reserved for the interviews. She glanced behind her to see two more women following them into the ballroom. The two women were hard to miss. One was a brunette wearing green, military fatigues. The other was a fiery redhead, who looked small and pale.

Kat noticed three things when she entered the ballroom. The first thing she noticed was that all the Katieran men were big—as big as football players were. They had golden, bronzed skin, similar to Earth’s Native Americans, with dark hair cut at different lengths. She couldn’t see their eyes because they all wore dark sunglasses, but she knew what their eyes would look like because she had researched them on Google: various dark colors, like humans, but with golden pupils instead of black.

The second thing Kat noticed was how attractive all the men were. Any one of them could have been a model for a magazine cover. They were all fit and muscular. Whatever these men drank clearly did a body good.
Really good.

The third thing she noticed was that she could not understand a single thing they were saying. She tried to speak slowly to them, “Hello…. my… name… is… Katrina… Morris.”

They did seem to understand her, but none of their responses made any sense to her. She watched as the two women that came in after her had the same communication problems with the Katierans. The redheaded woman kept grabbing at her stomach. Kat suspected the woman was pregnant. The pregnant woman looked very pale and her eyes were dull, arousing Kat’s protective instincts. Several other women in the room clearly felt the same.

The Katierans kept repeating over and over what sounded like, “Sa Sa talles ayer token stada.” No one understood them. It sounded like garbled nonsense. The tension in the room was building higher and higher.

Kat was getting worried. No one was able to communicate with the big, alien men and all their attention was now focused on the two newcomers, mostly on the redhead. The aliens probably meant no harm, but their sheer size was intimidating. One of the Katierans grabbed the arm of the redhead. At this, her friend, the brunette, went crazy. She managed to shove the much larger man away.
How did she do that?
Kat didn’t have time to think about it. Some instinct inside of her called for her to help protect the redhead.

Five other women had the same reaction. The six of them and the redhead’s friend surrounded the frail woman, putting her in the center of their protective circle. Kat tried to talk to the redhead, but she was freaking out. Kat became distracted by the arrival of two more large Katieran men.

The new arrivals were apparently in charge of everything. They began to organize themselves and directed the other Katierans to surround the women.
Uh oh
. Kat didn’t know much about military strategy, but it was clear to her that they were about to make some kind of move.

The big guy with the very short hair yelled something in their strange language. All the men moved at the same time. Each man took a woman in his arms and kept them subdued. Kat found herself in the arms of a large Katieran. He didn’t hurt her, which was a surprise. He was very gentle, but his hold was unbreakable.

A new group of men came into the ballroom, all wearing matching clothing resembling smocks. The Katieran held her still as one of the smocked men gave her some kind of shot—it was needleless. All she felt was a slight pressure of air directly against her neck. It didn’t hurt, just surprised her.

“Sa Sa talle ayer token stada.” The Katieran kept repeating that until the words started to make more sense to her. “No, no, female, don’t fear us.”

Once the words made sense, Kat stopped resisting. “What did you say?”

“Do not fear us, female. We mean you no harm,” the Katieran holding her said.

Kat nodded her understanding and he released her. She looked around the ballroom and saw the other women were also calming down now that they could understand what the Katierans were saying. She noticed the redhead was passed out and was now being held by one of the Katierans. She needed to check on the other woman to make sure she was okay.

She turned to the Katieran who had restrained her. He was staring at her hair. She probably looked like a mess. She self-consciously touched her hair. The man smiled at her. Guess he liked the way she looked. She smiled back to show that she was friendly.

“Excuse me sir, I’m a doctor. I would like to check on the redheaded woman that was just carried out.”

“I am not this ‘sir’. I am Lieutenant ClarEK. What is a doctor?” he asked, tilting his head to the side.

Man, he was hot. She blinked and made herself focus. “A doctor is someone that treats sick people.”

“Oh, we call them Medics.” He looked in the direction the Prime Leader had carried the breeding female. He glanced back down at the small female with the short hair. “Come with me.”

They approached the larger Katieran who appeared to be in charge. ClarEK addressed the other man, “Excuse me, Commander. This female says she is an Earth medic. She would like to check on the breeding female. Request permission to take her back to the medic room.”

The Commander looked over the small female and decided she was not a threat. He looked by to ClarEK and said, “Permission granted.”

Kat followed the large Katieran down the hallway. They had set up a room to use for examinations for the applicants. When she entered the room, she saw the redheaded woman lying on a cot. She went to the bedside immediately and started to take the unconscious woman’s pulse.

“What in Kitana is going on here?” another large male exclaimed. The newcomer rushed into the room, coming straight for Kat.

The man was impressive, at least six foot five. He was slighter in build than the other Katierans and he had medium-length, almost pure black hair. There were a few attractive silver streaks near his temple. Kat pegged him to be in his late thirties or early forties. He had hazel eyes with the unusual gold irises. He looked like a Greek God with his dark hair and bronzed skin.
Damn sexy
.

“Medic JadEN, this female says she is an Earth medic. She has permission from Prime Commander KydEL to check on the breeding female.”

The man addressed as Medic JadEN regarded Kat from her toes to the top of her head, clearly approving of her looks. He stared at her short hair. She felt her body respond to him. He was one of the hottest guys she had ever seen. She licked her suddenly dry lips and cleared her throat.

“My name is Doctor Katrina Morris,” she said, extending her hand in greeting.

When JadEN raised his arm out, the female took his hand instead of his forearm. He looked at her hand with confusion—it was an intimate gesture. Did the female not know this?

Kat saw the strange look on his face. “Is something wrong?” She hoped she didn’t smell bad or something.

“Hand clasping for Katierans is a sign of affection,” ClarEK explained.

“By clasping hands, you demonstrate a willingness to become close, even intimate,” JadEN said with a sexy, deep voice.

“Oh, that was not my intention. Humans clasp hands as a greeting. How do Katierans greet someone new?” She blushed.

“We clasp forearms.” Medic Jaden demonstrated with the other Katieran. He turned back to her and quirked his dark eyebrow. He reached his arm out again. Kat slowly extended her arm, careful not to clasp his hand, and gripped his forearm. She was definitely aware of him sexually. Her body heated up and her nipples hardened.

JadEN became aroused at the soft touch of the female. She was very beautiful. He had never seen a female with such short hair, but it suited her. It made her facial features stand out. Her eyes were large and light brown. She had those strange, black pupils that all humans had. Her lips were a pale shade of pink. The bottom one was slightly fuller than the top. He found himself wanting to taste those lips.

“What were you doing to the breeding female when I entered earlier?” Medic JadEN asked as he reluctantly released her arm.

“I was checking her vitals, her heartbeat.” Kat took a step back to put some distance between them. The other Katieran excused himself and left her with JadEN and the patient on the cot.

“You did not have a medical instrument to do this,” he stated curiously.

“I check using a human technique.” Kat showed him how she took the patient’s pulse at the wrist and checking it against her watch.