Read Thrust into the Alien's Arms (Lords of Astria) Online
Authors: Juno Wells
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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