by Zara Zenia
“That is true, but in time. After this whole thing blows over with Humanity First. I’m sure that eventually the governor and the guard will squash that movement and then you can return to normal life, but until then you are a target and you need to act like one!”
“Why should I? I see no reason for it. I can’t just stop living my life…”
I sighed in frustration. My father was never going to listen to me. It was very annoying that I couldn’t make him see how much danger was out there for us. There had been a bomb in our home after all and that wasn’t enough to convince him!
“Well, as you say. I just thought there was no harm in asking if we could have an outing one day. I guess for now, I must be satisfied with these walks. I’m going to collect some fauna to take back to my chambers.” He walked to the edge of the bayou and started to pick fauna from the plants near the sand.
Looking at him, I knew something was building inside of him. I had seen this before. He was getting restless and this usually occurred right before something dangerous happened. Often, he would get restless and disappear for weeks at a time, as he would go on a binge, drinking and gambling. I never knew where he was or when he would be coming back. I saw the signs of this behavior in him now and it worried me.
An hour later, I walked him back to his chambers.
“When can we do this again?” he asked.
“Next week I think.” I didn’t want to let him out, knowing he might do something drastic.
“That long? Really?” Father complained.
“Father. We must take this slowly. Build trust, we are guests here,” I cajoled.
He sighed. “You’re right, daughter, build trust.” He gave me a kiss on the cheek. “I’m going to wash off the fauna and put them in a vase on the shelf. I will talk to you tomorrow.”
“Good night, Father.” I walked away after making sure his door was closed. I hated that he was locked in, but it was necessary for now. After a while, he would be able to walk around the ship just as I did. Then as I moved away, I felt worried. Frustration was mounting in me, and before I knew it… I found myself at Manzar’s door.
Chapter 12
Manzar
Andi stood in the doorway of my chambers. I was surprised to see her standing there, as she rarely came to me.
Damn, she looks beautiful. Her auburn hair was pulled up high into a ponytail on her head. Her large hazel eyes and tanned skin looked good in the clothes I had Pakdor make for her. At the moment, she was wearing a brown jacket from cloth from Trilynia, but I was told it was similar to leather on Earth. Her trousers fit her form perfectly, showing off her figure as they were tucked into boots that went to her knees. She often wore this when we went on our walks, but with the added cloak on her head and shoulders would conceal her.
“Andromeda… What is it?” I asked her.
“May I come in? It’s my father,” she whispered softly. She wore a look of exhaustion on her face.
I wanted to take whatever was bothering her and replace it with happiness. “Yes, anytime you need me I am here. You may come in,” I said moving away from the doorway and letting her in.
She walked past me, and moved into the sitting area of my vast chambers.
I closed the door behind her. I liked having her in my rooms. Soon, she would be living in them with me, once she was officially my wife. “What seems to be the problem?”
“It’s not one particular problem, but more that I worry about my father. On our walk today, I could sense that he is getting restless,” Andi explained. “I fear that he might try to do something, but I don't know what. When he gets like this, he is very rash with his decisions. He acts before he thinks. At first, it used to just be simple things, like he would get restless and leave then come back with a new tattoo, or a new girlfriend. But sometimes it is even more problematic. The guard would show up on my front doorstep to let me know my father had been arrested for trespassing or something like that. Usually having to do with his activist work. He's always a ticking time bomb.”
“That is a problem. What do you think he will do?” I asked, concerned he could bring trouble to the ship.
“I don't know particularly. He could do anything. You said yourself he was questioning the crew, I assume it’s because he’s bored. I don't blame him for wanting to further his work. After all, you are allowing me to continue my work. But he doesn't know where to draw the line between confidentiality and work. He’s never known.”
“I understand that you are worried. If there’s anything I can do, let me know. I can't give him access the way I’ve given you access. But I could assign him a guard to escort him to a few places on the ship, but only during certain hours of the day. A window of time, and then escorted back to his room. I will look into the matter,” I said trying to think of way to fix this for her. The satisfaction I would get from taking away her worries would be enough reward for me.
“Really? That would be great. I think it could help to stop him from doing something stupid out of boredom. I think he just really wants to have more of a look around. He’s always been very interested in the Trilyns, as I have. But also, it’s not natural for him to be forced to stay indoors in his chambers all the time. My father has always been a very active man. Right now, I wish he were a hermit and a homebody who enjoyed watching movies all day. Then keeping him indoors would be much easier.”
“I understand. It’s not natural for any creature to be indoors so much. I will see what I can do.”
“Thank you so much, Manzar.” Andi stood on her tiptoes and gave me a big hug.
The last time she hugged me, I could not help myself and had to kiss her. I think she remembered this because she quickly pulled back from me. The look on her face was one of confusion. She turned away from me and paced the room. “You must be very busy, I will leave you,” she murmured moving toward the door.
“No. I mean I am, but I have time for you. Stay a while, please. I’ve wanted to talk to you as well,” I encouraged, wanting her to stay. This felt comfortable and right, the both of us together in my chambers having a conversation about how to deal with situations. This is how it will be when she becomes my princess.
“You have? About what?” She looked at me, curious.
Suddenly, I grew nervous. I did have something to ask her but now that it was about to leave my mouth, I worried about her answer. “Are you happy? I mean as far as can be expected? I want to know how having access to the ship, and doing your photography archive work is turning out for you? In spirit?” I knew I was babbling, making a fool of myself, but I really was interested in her answer.
“Yes, I’m very happy. Thank you, for asking. I’ve noticed a change in myself. I’m far happier than when I first arrived. In truth, I also feel safer. After having a bomb planted in my own home, I wasn’t sure I would be able to sleep if I was resting my head anywhere else out there in the city. I truly feel safe and rested here.” She beamed up at me.
“I’m very happy to hear that.” I exhaled, relieved to know that she was settling in with us on the ship. I had been worried since the day I gave her asylum that she would leave. Then with the proposition I made to her. She could leave at any moment if she wanted to. They were not prisoners here on my ship, but we were in an agreement. As long as they were staying on the ship, they would have to abide by my rules and that meant staying in their chambers, that it was sanctuary to hide from the enemy. But Andromeda could turn away from that agreement if she wanted to, those were the rules we had established with the humans of Earth. Any human female who entered into an agreement to be a mate of a Trilyn, could walk away from the agreement anytime they wanted. So this was also true for her.
I stared at her, almost not believing that this human female would become my wife, it was hard for me to grasp. I was starting to fall for her hard. I didn’t think it was possible to actually have feelings for the human female who was compatible with my DNA. Yet, here she was.
“Since we’re havi
ng a conversation about our future happiness, I thought you should know that Pakdor will be paying you a visit. He will be informing you about the wedding ceremony ritual to come. He will also be fitting you for your wedding gown made from material from the continent that I rule, Lirian.”
She gave me a strange look. “Ritual?”
“Yes, the way the Trilyn get married is a ritual, to bond us together. I’m sure that you have heard about it in your research, haven’t you?” I questioned, studying her expression.
“No, I haven’t.” She bit her lip and looked a bit worried. “Would you care to inform me on that matter?” she asked.
“I would be glad to. The wedding ceremony is a bonding ritual. On the day of the wedding, we both dress in attire made from a very special plant on Lirian, called Jixxon. It’s quite valuable and grows in a rare place on an island in Lirian. It is a beautiful fabric. As I mentioned, we both dress in this material. Pakdor will bring you a piece when he is fitting you for your wedding gown.”
“That sounds very interesting. I cannot wait to see this material. What else?” Andi asked. She seemed truly interested in the bonding ritual, which pleased me.
“Then you and I join hands, a long rope made out of Jixxon is wrapped around my wrist and yours, bonding us together in the ritual. We drink from a cup of Tion wine, while a dignitary of my choosing recites the ritual words that we each repeat.”
“It doesn’t sound too different from our own wedding ceremonies here on Earth. Why call it a ritual?”
“Yes, it is similar. After we recite words, together we light the flame of a torch, and we say our oath and promises to each other, as though speaking them into the flame. Then we allow the flame to burn through the night and into the morning, it burns out on its own and the smoke of the flame takes our oath and promises into the air.”
“That all sounds lovely. I think it’s beautiful. Simple, yet perfect,” she said, her expression lightening.
“I’m not finished.” I smiled.
“Oh, there’s more? What else?” She looked curious and open to the ceremony so far.
“The bonding rope that was used to tie our hands together, is taken with us to the wedding bed, where it is also used in sealing our bond, becoming one.”
She swallowed hard, looking a bit more nervous at my words. “You mean, it is used during… intercourse?”
I smiled, thinking about what it would be like to tie her onto my bed with the bonding rope. “Yes, and we must make love that night. It is important that while the torch of our oaths burns, we are bonding in truth.”
She became silent for a while, her large hazel eyes gazing at me with a wide stare. She processed everything that I told her as I watched different expressions cross her face. I on the other hand, couldn’t help but think about what she would look like naked and tied to my bed. I was getting aroused and could feel the stirring of my cock. I was already feeling as if I was about to take her to bed and it was our wedding night. Just describing it to her using words had this effect on me. I couldn’t imagine what it would be like during the real thing.
She blinked up at me, her eyes bright. “I guess, that sounds very romantic. It’s not what I expected of the Trilyn.”
Her voice had become a whisper, and I could barely hear her, so I took a step forward. “Yes, it is a very sensual ritual, one that lasts from the daytime, into the night and into the next morning. It’s just focused on you and me, any sort of grand celebration and dinner comes the following evening. Until then, it is just the two of us,” I explained, my voice dropping lower and taking on a huskier sound. I was considerably close to her, just inches away.
Her pink lips had a bit of a tremble to them, as though she was growing nervous from what I was describing to her.
I could feel the heat of her growing as well. I couldn’t control myself any longer. I pulled her to me and kissed her with great intensity. I lifted her off her feet and up to my body with my arms around her bottom holding her up. Andi let out a soft moan. My kiss became harder with more passion. Her hands went up around my neck, holding on and as she did so, her legs wrapped around my waist.
With Andi attached to me, I carried her over to the table and set her down, sitting her on top of it. Her legs stayed around my hips, so my hands were now free to roam up and down her back, then along her small waist.
Her mouth opened inviting in my long tongue. I obliged that invitation. I slowly allowed my tongue to move around hers. Andi’s small hands moved from my neck down to my shoulders until they were rubbing up and down my chest. She had me turned on, a fire that would not be easily turned off, not this time. My cock was now fully hard, and a gasp of air escaped my mouth into hers as she firmly clamped her hand over it. I wasn’t expecting her to do such a thing, there was definitely a naughty side to Andromeda that was barely starting to reveal itself, and I was definitely liking it.
“Oh…” she gasped, shocked as she stopped kissing me. Her eyes trailed down to her hand.
I knew this look on her face. It was the same expression that all the human females I had enjoyed intimately, gave me when they first felt the size of my cock — shock. Trilyns were bigger than human men in every sense that could be and that included our hard cocks.
She looked up at me with worry on her face.
“Don’t worry, my sweet Andromeda, when the time comes, I will be gentle,” I promised.
Chapter 13
Andi
I couldn’t believe this was happening, but I couldn't seem to stop it.
I didn't know how it happened, but it did. Just having him listen to my concerns about my father was in some weird way arousing. This beast of an alien, who had seemed to be such a brute when we first met, was learning to listen and be patient, and I knew it was in part because of me, and that turned me on in some strange way. Something about taming a beast felt good to me, but I didn't exactly know why.
Then when he started talking about the bonding ceremony for the wedding and what it entailed, I started to imagine our wedding night. My imagination took over and it was easy to see him tying me to his bed, and having his way with me... Me, his new human wife. Wife to an alien, and thinking about this had created a stirring inside of me, and moisture between my thighs…a response from my body that shocked me.
Next thing I knew, I was in his arms and kissing him deeply. My thighs were wide open allowing him to press against me. His body was so hard, tall, and strong. He was my type of male, strong, solid, a protector. It was my weakness and right now, my desire for him was taking over.
My hands moved all over his hard form in a greedy manner. I wanted to touch all of him, get my fill. Then I couldn't take it anymore and my curiosity had the best of me, I moved my hand over his cock. Shock rocked through me.
It was very large indeed, larger than I expected it to be. I knew the Trilyns were quite large, almost eight feet tall. They had big hands, big feet, and big shoulders, I should have assumed that every other part of them would also be big, but I hadn’t. It also scared me just a little, but his promise that he would be gentle with me when the time came, made me want that time to be right now!
“Touch me, Manzar, touch me more,” I implored as I grabbed his hands and put them on top of my breasts.
Manzar let out a low growl, just like an animal. His hands massaged my breasts and his fingers pinched at my hard nipples. His kisses moved from my mouth down to my neck, going lower and lower. Then his mouth was on top of the blouse made from Trilyn material, and over my breast. The moisture between my thighs increased by the second. I wanted this beast badly and I couldn’t seem to stop myself. My desire for him was on fire and raging. I wanted more and more of him.
I knew I’d made him promise in my agreement to marry him, that he would wait until our wedding night, but now I was willing to break that part of my requirement. Maybe it was good to sample the goods before sealing myself to him forever. At least this was what I kept telling myself, giving reasons for it while allo
wing me to enjoy this moment.
I wanted to have sex with this alien, to feel all the naughty taboo feelings that went along with it. It was exciting and my heart was racing. This was adventure and I was practically begging for it, the way I was stroking his cock up and down over his trousers while allowing him to mouth and bite my breasts lightly.
“You are so beautiful, Andromeda. I want to taste you,” he groaned, his orange eyes hooded with desire. Suddenly, he stopped kissing me.
I watched him in a passion filled daze as his hands moved down both of my thighs, igniting a fire along the way, until they were down on my boots. He pulled them off, his hooded gaze never leaving mine. Then he grabbed the waistband of my pants, and pulled on them.
With my hands on the table next to his to steady myself, I hoisted my ass up so he could pull my pants down over my hips. Now I was half naked as he looked at my special areas. I felt naughtier than I ever had in my life.
He sucked in a sharp breath of air. “Mmm, beautiful.” Manzar continued to push my pants down over my knees slowly, as though he was savoring every inch. Finally, he pulled them off my feet until they were nothing but a pile on the floor. He studied me with a devilish look. His orange eyes with the slit pupil were filled with lust as he looked at my thighs and at my wet center.
With a quick movement, he was on his knees between my thighs and pushed his face between them.
I moaned and tilted my head back putting my hands on his coppery braids.
His long alien tongue flicked out, and pushed into my wet center.
“Oh yes, yes,” I urged as his tongue moved against my skin, licking up and down between my folds. I was already on the verge… on the brink. But I didn't want to release just yet because I was enjoying every moment of this new feeling. This all felt like a new experience, one that I thought I would never engage in. Yet, here I was being just as naughty as those girls who had lined up to be with aliens when they first arrived.
