Under By Treaty (SciFi Romance) (13 page)

“Then I will be more careful next time.”

“Damn. Why can I not wait for that?” He wiggled his ear at a strange buzzing.

“Unfortunately, I must now present my property to Court.”

“Now?”             

She shape-shifted into the form she had been in when he had entered.
“Now.”

There was no doubting
the order.

Jaden looked around for his shredded clothes. They were gone. Identical garments were draped on her throne. A glass of water sat on a gold, circular tray on the floor.
He looked at her and she nodded. It was for him. She gave him time to both dress and drink. Then she assumed her position on the throne.

“Stand to my left, Jaden. You will not move.”

Jaden spotted the circle marking his spot. He felt warm. The sun was high in the sky. Its heat beat down on them. All the hours standing in her quarters made sense now. She had prepared him well. As the doors opened and the first nobles presented themselves at Court, Jaden stood at attention, eyes front.

He was
the property of the Qui and Earth was safe.

General Jaden?

Only Sonil’s relentless training held Jaden still.
Zubarev?

Silence. Then,
Congratulations, Sir. You did it!

Did what?

Another delay.

Culminate. Earth is safe
, and you are undercover.

What the hell?

...This was your plan, General. When you wake up tomorrow, the hypno-repression will cease and your memories will be fully restored.

Jaden watched the first nobles kneel before their Qui.
Where in God’s name are you, Zubarev?

...
On Earth.

The
thirty second delay made more sense now. Earth was millions of light years away.

Then how?

Doc put in a new bio implant that can access hyper space. It’s part of your skull now, General. It has no metallic parts. We banked on their sensors being ill-equipped to detect it.

Doc did that
?
Jaden mulled that over. He couldn’t remember any of it.

I agreed to all this?

Yes, Sir.

And w
hat was my objective?

You
were going to fuck the Qui Galactic Empire to its knees, Sir.

Chapter Eleven

Sonil watched Jaden prowl around her private wing of the castle.
He seemed strangely ill at ease as he explored his new home. Unusually quiet. Tense. She knew that culmination affected each species differently. She was still hypersensitive from their coupling of mind and body, tingling and aching for his fingers to caress her the way he was touching the corner pillar of her bed right now.

Her breath caught in her throat.

Jaden sat on the bed and studied the intricate iron work before giving her a strange assessing look. There was suspicion in that look.

“Are you angry with me?” she asked.

He looked at her. “Yes, I’m angry.”

His words were clipped, his voice rough and low.
She followed him into the dining room.

“The table
’s very large for two,” he commented before she could speak. He looked around the ornate room. “Do you entertain?”

“Sometimes.”
There was still much to tell him. Her family and Court were inextricably linked. He didn’t even know her official name.

“
You have big chairs.”

“The Qui aren
’t tiny.”

“There are more of you.”

“On my home world, but my family often stays at Court.”

“I thought this was your home
world.”

“This is the Qui seat of government. I will provide you with more instruction on Qui affairs. Jaden
, you appear preoccupied, upset.” She wished she could read his mind again.

“It
’s a lot to take in.” Anger crossed his face. She watched him struggle to banish the emotion. “You nearly killed us both with that damn fool stunt.”

Guilt flooded Sonil. The moment of culmination increased a Qui
’s mental faculties and she had been unprepared for the intense rush of his feelings. A fiery mix of rage and frustration battened down by loyalty to Earth and his passionate and unquestioning love for her. It was a heady mix and impossible to untangle hate from love. But his complete surrender was undeniable and it had undone her completely.

“I am sorry,” she said
contritely.

His eyes narrowed. He gave her his full attention. “You need to learn never to put yourself
, and others, at risk of that again. You got distracted. You punished me when I did that.”

Her stomach tripped. “You want to spank me?”

“It’s easy to say sorry. And easy to forget.”

His answer
surprised her. She knew she’d frightened him, but he sounded truly angry. He had proven his devotion to her, she could afford to relax her guard. He enjoyed taking control in their lovemaking and the thought of his hands on her body, holding her down... It wasn’t as if he would hurt her. “Very well. Where do you want me?”

He looked startled.
She realized he had been goading her and hadn’t expected her to play. Then he straightened and Sonil felt her knees tremble. There was something new about Jaden. Something dangerous and exciting. Their relationship was shifting and she welcomed the change. He loved her. She wanted him to move past the darkness of training. She liked the General in Jaden.

He pulled out a chair with arms. He looked around and grabbed a cushion, which he placed over one arm.
Then he looked at her. “Strip, Sonil.”

Her lips twitched
, prompting his eyebrow to lift. She mashed her lips together at his stern expression. Smiling was clearly not allowed in this game. Instead, she slipped off the thin sandals on her feet then pushed the straps of her dress off her shoulder. The flimsy material floated to the floor.

Jaden
suddenly grinned. “Are you always naked underneath your clothing?”

“
Often.”

“That is such a turn on.
” His mood lightened. “Okay, Sonil, bend over the cushion and hold on to the other arm.”

She moved over to the chair and gracefully reclined across it as ordered. She could feel the hard arm under the cushion and
wriggled forward until it felt more comfortable.

Jaden moved behind her. “Keep your feet together. If they separate, I will bind them.”

The thought set off a tingling sensation between her legs. She clenched her vaginal muscles and felt juices seep out.

“You like that idea
?” He smacked her left buttock, a light slap that tingled. He slapped the other side.

She
squirmed.

He pressed a hand in the small of her back to keep her still
, massaging her delicately where she liked it most, rubbing her scales the wrong way as he held her down. “This will hurt.”

She nodded. She
hardly dared to breathe. She heard the movement of air as his hand rose and then descended onto her bare skin in a stinging slap that had her howling in surprise. Her left foot kicked up all on its own.

“Damn. Now I need some rope.”

“Use the tie on the drape.”

“This is
supposed
to be a punishment, Sonil.” But he went to explore behind the window covering. “Yes, this will be fine.”

She felt him tie the thick rope around her ankles. She tested them and sighed
with satisfaction.

“Now you can kick as much as you like. Within reason.
” He paused. “
Could
you snap rope that thick?”

“
I’ve never tried.” She wished he would get on with it. Having her feet bound together was sending her wild.

“Patience, Sonil.”

She heard him moving around, opening and closing drawers in the sideboard.

“Ah.”

She looked around. Her eyes opened wide. He had picked up one of her slippers.

He smacked the leather sole into his hand.
“Now this
will
sting.”

Sonil
shifted uneasily. There was something off about his tone. Her desire vanished. What was wrong? Why was he so angry? Then she set her chin. She had agreed to a spanking, she would submit to one. If he went beyond that… well, she could quickly put a stop to it.

*****

Jaden noticed her jaw tense and instantly knew Sonil was unhappy. The thought was upsetting and he looked at the slipper in his hand. He felt confused.

What was he doing? Did he want to hurt her?
As retribution for the hell she’d put him through?

She was
alien
. She came from another world with alien culture, alien rules. She had come to Earth and offered freedom according to the traditions of the Qui. He’d survived to pull off the seemingly impossible. Yes, he had succumbed to her charms. He had mated with a shape-shifting reptile, had done so willingly, forgot he was nothing more than a slave to her.

Property
.

Contracted by his world to
service a lizard sexpot and save his world. He had changed into the person she wanted him to be and he had been handling it.

But
now?

Now she showed him around his new home. Her home. Like he was a new pet to be settled in.
Now
General Jaden was lurking in the shadows of his mind. Awakening old resentments and strategic war-like thought patterns. Worse, it seemed he had chosen this path.

Fuck
. His head was so mixed up.

Maybe it would make more sense tomorrow.
Zubarev said his memories would be restored by then. What he did know was that he couldn’t punish Sonil for all the wrong reasons only to regret doing so later.

Alien eyes met his. Her scent filled his nostrils. He remembered the paralyzing terror that first day she put him in a cage.

Hell and damnation. What was he thinking? She beat him to this place. Whipped him into submission.

Seduced him.

Placed a fucking worm in his head.

He place
d his hands on her tiny waist and she flinched. She didn’t want this. Well, she was damn well going to go through with it. Submit to him this time.

Two could play the seduction game.
He placed the slipper against a glowing cheek and silenced her protest with a thumb on her spine.

She
stilled and then a bluish sheen lit up under his thumb. His mouth opened, something about her spontaneous reaction held him captivated. He couldn’t take his eyes off her. He worked his way up to the next vertebra. Stepping back, keeping one hand firmly close to that sensitive spot on her spine, he raised the slipper high.

This time he put a
heck more force into it.

The sound of its
bite and her startled cry reverberated around the room.

He leaned down, put his voice near her ear.
“Having second thoughts, Sonil?”

She twisted around to see him
, silently daring him to do his worse.

“Okay then.”

He smacked the other cheek.

Hard.

She took it silently. Jaden grinned. Sonil agreed to this. It wasn’t in her nature to go back on her word. She’d take whatever he dished out. He watched her slightly blue skin redden to a purple and his pants tightened uncomfortably as his cock swelled.

He pressed his thumb up the groove between the strangely shaped
bones of her spinal column and massaged the sexual equivalent of a human female’s G-spot. She thrust her bottom out and he spanked it hard. Back and forth without pause. The pressure of his fingers on her back held her immobile. He kept it up until she let out a cry.

He stopped, trailed his fingers up and down her spine until she trembled with anticipation. He
threw the slipper down and tested the warmth of her cheeks with the palm of his hand.

Her
bright glowing skin invited him and he was so hard. He fought to release the alien fastening of his pants and took out his rigid cock. Parting her buttocks he rammed it inside her.

Sonil
stiffened, but she was sopping wet and nothing was stopping him.

“Push up
,” he said. “I want your tits.”

“Tits?” she snapped back even as she obeyed his command
. He tweaked a suspiciously pert nipple between his fingers and her head dropped forward as her body softened under him.

Jaden dipped his knees and angled up slightly inside
of her. Her legs gave way and his cock was suddenly her whole support as she sought this latest twist in her pleasure.

He pummeled her hard. Enjoying the control. The Qui queen
deserved this. For once it was going to be on his terms. He found her other breast and pinched hard. Sonil squealed. The cushion protecting her thighs slipped to the floor, but Jaden didn’t alter his beat.

Tomorrow she would be black and blue. Tomorrow the
world would look very different.

Maybe
then he would know where he stood.

One hand at her back, he slipped his thumb into the tight little opening of her anus. He watched her buck as he slammed his cock and dug his thumb in deeper at the same time.
She was truly enjoying this.
As he slammed home again, Sonil screamed and a roaring gush from his balls shot into her, igniting a lightning storm in his head.

*****

“The Doc will explain this better than I can,” General Jaden said, seeing the confusion on President Johnson’s face.

Doc
Parsons leaned forward. “Okay, I’ve gone through the historical data Ambassador Sonil provided us on this culmination. It has a telepathic dimension that allows the Qui to divine the intentions of her intended mate –”

“Mate?”
Bill Rooster enquired.

“
Well, not in terms as we understand it,” Parsons replied. “The Qui is an alien creature we know little about. Culmination undoubtedly involves sexual intercourse, but I think this is more akin to a Persian prince consummating marriage with a new addition to his harem. The new wife is part of the prince’s household, but traditionally the first wife is the prince’s mate and only their children heir to his titles and property.”

“Get to the point,” Jaden growl
ed.

Parsons
grinned. “Basically we need to ensure General Jaden has no idea he is undercover. Not until after culmination. You’ve heard of Russian sleepers back in the Cold War? They were programmed to wake up to their true purpose on activation of a code word. We’ll do the same here. Put the general into a deep hypnotic state, repress all memories associated with this plan to infiltrate the Qui Empire, and program him to remember everything after culmination.”

“Could we plant a suggestion that he cooperate with
Ambassador Sonil? This training sounds severe,” Rooster asked.