War For Earth: An Alien War Romance (Galactic Order Book 3)

by Erin Raegan

  Fihk was trying hard to welcome Olynth, me, and Nate to his family, so I stuffed my feelings and frustrations with Olynth deep down and plastered on a smile as Fihk’s First Father and his seven mates watched me with a mix of hesitant joy and morbid curiosity.

  It wasn’t an ideal meeting, but I had hope Nate would win them over for me. Fihk had two younger brothers that were about a decade older than Nate but were fascinated and as excitable as he was. They hit it off right away.

  Fihk filled his family in on our adventures as Olynth and I glared at each other from across the room. I felt bad because I knew Fihk was doing damage control, but I was getting worked up with Olynth’s angry eyes on me. It was our sick brand of foreplay, and I knew when one of us eventually broke, it was going to be epic. So I didn’t feel too bad.

  Plus, I didn’t have any patience for the Dahk asking about our sex life and their invasive questions about our compatibility.

  After a particularly combustible stare down, Olynth stalked to Fihk. He must have told Fihk it was time to go, because after relieved goodbyes were exchanged from both sides, we loaded up on a little flyer and moved on to Fihk’s House.

  It was far over the lavender ice fields and carved into the side of the ice mountains. Tall, bare mushroom trees dotted the dark landscape, purple stones glowing and guiding the way because the Dahk didn’t have a sun. It had died. Their whole world sparkled like a jewel.

  It was breathtaking. And it was my new home.

  Our House was like a small castle inside of a mountain. Mountains that were so textured, I felt the first urge to climb in a while.

  The House had balconies jutting out from every story, gauzy curtains leading into humongous rooms decked out in lavender furniture. Gold stones lit the inside, beside bowls of blue fire stones. Because it was freaking colder than the North Pole.

  We had to don furry coats and fluffy boots before we could even set foot on their world, and I still lost feeling in my ass.

  Fihk had a cook and several other Dahk who took care of the inside and anything he needed. Servants. They were all really awesome and seemed super happy to meet us, so I didn’t stress too much about it. There would be time for all that later.

  Nathan was escorted to his rooms with Gunnor, our newest House member, right behind him.

  Then Olynth had me over his shoulder and was marching up a large stairwell and into a huge bedroom. There was a mammoth bed with gauzy drapes hanging from the ceiling, and a bathroom with a freaking pool inside. A pool connected to a hot spring. I couldn’t wait to dive inside, but Olynth was on a mission, and Fihk was not interested in stalling him.

  Fihk followed us and leaned against the wall as Olynth dropped me onto the bed. I bounced once before sinking into the fluffiness. I groaned and rolled around, smiling when Fihk chuckled. I didn’t have time to enjoy it before Olynth was dragging me to the middle of the bed and tearing my clothes from my body.

  “Hey!” I growled and wiggled away from him. I shot Fihk a look as he lit fire bowls around the room, my goosebumps a clear indicator it was a little chilly.

  Fihk shook his head. “This is between you. It is not healthy to deny each other for so long.”

  Olynth scowled at me and held his hands out to Fihk. Several long strips of fabric were tossed to him, and I gaped at Fihk incredulously as he helped Olynth strap me onto the bed. I was rolled onto my belly, and my legs were bent and spread wide. My wrists were tied to my ankles, then I was rolled to my back, and my thighs were strapped down on the bed, spreading them even farther. It was uncomfortable, but the cool air seared me between my legs, and I shivered.

  Olynth’s dark eyes burned me as they roamed over my body, male satisfaction curling his lips. My breathing picked up and the hairs on my arms lifted. I was panting by the time Olynth stripped and crawled over me. He looked in my eyes silently and ran a flat hand from the center of my chest all the way down and cupped me between my legs. I bit my lip, hard.

  I’d missed him.

  I’d missed his special brand of dominance. It had been too long, and I was craving his wicked grins and sharp smacks. I felt like one thrust would have me exploding on him. But I knew he wouldn’t give it to me. He would make me beg first.

  “I’m mad at you,” I said against his bared teeth.

  He snarled and scraped those teeth down my neck, scratching my skin. “I will take your anger, ruhasha. You are mine, and I bound you to me so we would never be apart.” His teeth scraped down to my right breast. He huffed through his nose, breathing onto my nipple. His back rippled with his restraint. “You can be angry, but you do not withhold yourself from me.”

  He nipped my hardened nipple sharply. I growled in frustration. My thighs were shaking, and I was so strapped down, I could do nothing but lift my head and glare at him.

  “You should have told me,” I heaved through my heavy breaths.

  His eyes flashed to mine and filled with pain. “I did not know how,” he growled hoarsely.

  My anger dissipated and tears pricked my eyes. “I missed you. I need you.”

  I needed him to touch me, but I needed him to know I wanted and needed him any way that he came. I loved him.

  His face filled with hunger, and he sucked on my nipple. My back bowed, and I whined low and long. Fihk caught my eye as Olynth worked his way down my body, nipping and licking me. Fihk’s eyes were hungry and burning, but he stood back and gave this to Olynth. I loved him for it.

  Olynth’s hands smoothed down my belly and my thighs, pressing them into the bed until I winced from the stretch. I was panting and whining when a hot tongue ran up the center of me. I bowed back, and my thighs pushed against his hands. A hard smack lit fire through my clit, and I blew apart, coming so hard I saw stars.

  I screamed over Olynth’s growl and Fihk’s answering snarl.

  Olynth sucked my climax into his mouth and devoured me. I moaned long and loud, jumping when he smacked the insides of my thighs.

  “Quiet. Not a sound, ruhasha,” he growled into my clit then sucked it into his mouth.

  I turned and shoved my face into the bed, crying silently and biting the sheet. He tongue lashed at me as his knuckle wedged inside me. I shook so hard, I felt like I was going to rip the restraints.

  “You are beautiful, little warrior,” he purred into my clit.

  I moaned. “I need you.”

  He slapped me between my legs again and I cried out. “Do you?” he crooned. “I have needed you, and you withheld your sweet canal. I ached for you, and you denied me.”

  “I’m sorry,” I whined.

  “Are you?” He growled and nipped my clit, sucking my flood of excitement.

  “It hurts,” I sobbed.

  “Brother,” Fihk snarled and stalked to the bed. His fists were clenched, and his face was savage.

  “Will you deny me again?” Olynth snarled and sucked me again, circling his knuckle at my entrance.

  “No,” I chanted again and again. “Please.”

  Fihk snarled and shoved his face into Olynth’s. “Finish her, or I will.”

  “Shut her mouth,” Olynth snarled into my clit. He lashed it furiously, his eyes tracking my face as I writhed on the bed.

  Fihk dropped to his haunches beside me and kissed me lightly, his eyes fevered. I bit his lip, drawing blood.

  “She does not need your patience now, brother.” Olynth engulfed my center, sucking all he could fit inside. “Give her the pain she needs.”

  Fihk fisted my hair and pulled back my head, fucking his tongue into my mouth. I attacked his mouth, sobbing and moaning as Olynth made me come over and over. Fihk pinched my nipples, flicking them with his claws.

  I screamed when Olynth finally, finally entered me.

  He gripped my hips and hammered inside me. I came again, but he curled his hands around me and fisted my ass, powering into me even harder. Fihk’s right hand left one nipple and gripped my clit between his knuckles and pinched it. I bucked and pulled his bottom lip i
nto my mouth, groaning. Olynth shouted a curse as I convulsed around him, and he filled me with heat.

  Both of their hands roamed my body as I came down and cried. I had been stripped down. Bared and left open to them. Nothing hidden.

  The straps were gently pulled away, and I was rolled on top of Fihk.

  “Can you take more, ruhasha?” Olynth whispered in my ear. “Your Pythen still needs you.”

  Olynth lifted my hips and lowered me onto Fihk. I was so swollen, Olynth had to pull my hips up several times until I could take him inside. I watched Fihk heave and snarl as I squeezed him. He sat up and pulled me into his lap. I leaned back against Olynth as he loved my mouth and rocked me against Fihk.

  My hips swirled and rocked on top of Fihk as he thrust up. Fihk laved at my breasts desperately, sucking as much of them as he could into his mouth. I moaned his name and came long and slow, holding his horns as he burrowed into my chest and snarled my name, coming with me.

  I collapsed against Fihk’s chest, and he rolled so Olynth could spoon me from behind.

  “Okay, sweets?” Fihk asked after a few minutes.

  “Sooo good,” I mumbled and rubbed my cheek against his chest.

  “You were beautiful, ruhasha,” Olynth growled hoarsely.

  “Stunning,” Fihk agreed just as hoarsely.

  I smiled and closed my eyes. I couldn’t have dreamed that deciding to help three winged demons would lead me to where I was now, but I was immensely grateful they hadn’t given me a choice. It was the best thing I had ever been forced into. They were the best thing to ever happen to me.

  For the first time in my life, I was wanted. I didn’t feel alone. I felt loved after growing up not ever knowing what that felt like.

  “I love you,” I mumbled sleepily. “I love you both so much.”

  “You own all of me,” Fihk whispered and licked my lips.

  Olynth didn’t speak, but I didn’t need him to. I felt his emotion dripping onto my back, and I knew nothing he could say would ever mean more than that. I gripped his hand and pulled it my belly.

  “We’re okay,” I whispered, turning my head to kiss his chin. “We’re okay, big guy.”

  The End.

  Home World

  Roughly Four Months Post Earth Invasion:

  Vivian

  I was cleaning my hands in the healer's basin when my little bean kicked, shocking me stupid. I had to stop and hold onto the side of the counter as I felt him. His kick was so powerful, I nearly doubled over. I was only four and a half months pregnant, but you wouldn’t know by the size of me. My stomach was a watermelon, and my ass was size double wide.

  I had been feeling him on and off for a few weeks, little bubbles and tumbles. But he was growing more powerful as the weeks moved on. I don’t know if it was his strength that crippled me or that his father was missing it.

  Hector, the love of my life, my other half, was in a coma.

  But you see, not just any coma. He was in an alien coma, brought on by an alien disease that changed him so fundamentally, I barely recognized him anymore. If―when—he woke up, he may not even recognize me, and not just because I was a coming in at a close tie to Aunt Jane’s famous heavyweight champion cow.

  The disease may have taken his memories of his human life. His genetic makeup had been completely altered.

  I was fighting depression every day. One moment I would be miserable and missing him, and the next I would feel my bean growing inside me and a fountain of guilt would rain down on me that I felt anything other than despair for my comatose fiancé.

  I was messed up in the head these days.

  “She’s ready,” Gryo, the Dahk healer I was apprenticing under, called to me from the mother-to-be’s side.

  Her mate rolled off her, groaning in pain.

  Fun fact about Dahk births? The mothers rarely felt an ounce of pain.

  The lucky biotches contracted in their vaginas instead of their wombs, like us humans, so their mates would pretty much just screw them again and again until the birth canal was ready to birth the dahkling. Taking away any pain she may have felt.

  At first, it sounded like a fun time for the guy, but they often went at it for so long, they were groaning and shouting in pain barely halfway through. The Dahk males saw it as an honor though, a true gift to their mate, to ease any discomfort she may have.

  It was interesting to see how the other half of the universe lived.

  I grabbed clean towels and placed them under the Dahk female, smiling at her as she beamed around the room at all her family.

  Yeah, another fun fact, it all took place with their entire Household around them.

  The Dahk were a bunch of exhibitionists and voyeurs.

  This particular pair had a House of five mates and the First Father, three children between them, and two grandchildren. Then the grandparents were there with all their mates and closest house members. The room was packed. About fifty Dahk deep.

  But they were all happy and smiling—besides the poor guy cradling his overused dick—so I was the only one left feeling awkward and guilty for snickering on the inside.

  The labor/sex lasted over twelve Dahk hours, so about twenty in human hours, and the baby slid right out into my hands like she was riding down a slip n’ slide. I cleaned the adorable little dahkling, thinking of my best friend’s dahkling on the way, and handed her over to her mother.

  The best part was coming up and I didn’t want to miss it, so I scrubbed my hands as fast as I could.

  The father would name the child, then all the family would bless her. Often times it was with beauty, life, and a happy childhood, and sometimes it was something greater, more profound. But it was always, always beautiful to see the Dahk bend over the dahkling’s tiny brow and whisper their blessing.

  This particular sweetie pie would be getting a crapton of blessings.

  Yilt burst into the room and charged over to me, startling everyone. I felt my stomach rise up in my throat then drop down to my toes. He was my self-proclaimed protector, and he handled me with kid gloves all the time.

  He would not scare me this way if it weren’t dire.

  “It’s Hyctoor,” he panted. I roughly swallowed a golf-ball-sized lump of dread. “He’s gone.”

  Keep an eye out for Vivian and Hector’s story:

  Juldo Made

  An Alien War Romance

  Galactic Order Book 4

  Coming April 2019.

  About the Author

  Erin Raegan is an obsessed reader, a dedicated writer, and a lover of all things fantastically impossible. When she’s not plotting her next project, she spends hours on her kindle, though nothing beats a real book in your hands. She can be found at home in Connecticut with her chihuahua Minnie, and her German Shepard Odin, waiting with her 6-year-old son for her active duty husband to come home.

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  Acknowledgments

  Wow, so this one was a tough one for me. Two Heroes? Yeah, I chewed off way more than I anticipated. But I think it worked out. Fihk and Olynth together made me a better writer. They drove me toward something scary and nerve-wracking, and invigorating. I can’t say I’m ready to jump into that boat again but I’m not ready to dismiss any future work along those lines. It was hard, but it was a lot of fun. I’m sad to see them go! I may have to just do one big book of novellas for all my mains at the rate I’m going. Not a bad idea, eh?

  As always. My readers. Once again, I cannot express to
you the magnitude of appreciation I feel for you. You drove me through every word of this book. Your support allowed me to put aside my fears and nerves and just go for it. You are amazing! WFE wouldn’t have happened without you.

  I am living my dream because you are reading. Hugs and thanks and all the love.

  Once again to that reader. The one whose email is on my wall. *Cringes*. Best thing hanging in my house. I acknowledge you. Thank you.

  Betas. YOU ROCK. No surprise there! I had quite a few reservations this time and you helped me work through them and really took WFE to the next level! It is always last minute with me and I really apologize for that, but you always come through. You are the cat’s pajamas.

  Cassie, thank you so much for taking WFE and my quirky writing on last minute and delivering so quickly! You are awesome and helped me so much. I really look forward to working with you in the future!

  To my sister. Yeah, you are pretty much a badass. This cover is epic. I don’t know how you’re going to top it, but don’t worry I’ll be on your ass!

  To my dad, I know you’re busy. I’m so grateful for everything you’ve done to help me.

  And my husband. You’re sort of the best. I mean seriously, what would I do without you?

  And to my kid. You suffer the most when I get stuck in my books, but you are also my greatest inspiration. You created Nathan. You’re only six, but every bit of him came from you. Keep writing me books, kid, they are the highlight of my day.

  Glossary

  I hope this helps, but fair warning, not all the species that have been included in previous books are currently in the glossary. They will be added as the series progresses and they become more prudent to the story line. I have to keep some secrets ;)

  Pythe: The female vernacular for a true mate in the Dahk species.

  Pythen: The male vernacular for a true mate in the Dahk species.