But he didn’t take her into his arms. Holding her gently by the arm, he propelled her to the bathroom. “First things first. We must wash off the stardust or the servants may raise their eyebrows when we go down to eat.”
“The servants are off today. All of them. Even Mary. I have the feeling she knows what’s going on in this place.”
“Yes, she does. That’s something else I need to tell you about. Can you cook?”
She nodded. “I lived on my own for quite a while. Of course I can cook.”
“Good. Then you can prepare me my first breakfast here.” He pulled her along to the bathroom, into the bubbling water. Once in the tub, he grabbed a sponge off the ledge and started sponging her all over until the stardust had all washed off. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes, relishing his tender administrations. Her flesh ached for him now, her cunt throbbed, but she dare not spoil this moment.
When he disappeared beneath the surface and parted her legs, she gasped as she felt his face against her cunt, his tongue licking the folds, his fingers parting the lips. His tongue circled her clit until it felt like it would pop, and finally he entered her with his tongue. Her breathing became ragged as he twirled his tongue, sucked at the same time, and her need for his cock was just too much. She grabbed him by his mane and yanked his head up and met his lips, at the same time groping for his cock and placing it between her legs.
“You’re the first woman who is willingly giving herself to a Kantassian,” he whispered against her mouth.
“You mean the others were taken by force?” she said softly, at the same time licking the outline of his lips.
“Not necessarily, but they didn’t enjoy the act of making love the way you do.”
“I fell in love with you in my dreams, and now you’re real. Maybe that is the difference?”
“I don’t know. They were well prepared for what was expected of them. Earth women have changed.”
“I’ll say they have,” she said huskily and pushed her cunt down on his cock. She let it inch in slowly, enjoying the feel of his satin smooth skin as it slid into her. There was no time for talk now as he started to move within her, his breathing urgent. She could feel the pounding of his heart against her chest as he crushed her in his arms, his lips sucking the very life from her. They were one, just like they’d been on Kantassa, and now they were one on Earth.
She felt his cum explode inside her, its warmth filling her with a hungry need for more. But he pulled out of her, leaving an emptiness, a hungry need that she could not understand. She’d always been horny, but never this bad. She wanted him within her, to stay there, to be joined forever.
“My love, it is time to eat. I’m very hungry,” he said, while quickly sponging the stardust off his body.
“I suppose, though I could live on love for days,” she said softly.
“The child growing within you needs nourishment. He comes first now.”
“The child…” Again the mention of a pregnancy. Could it be that she’d conceived already? But how would he know?
“Since all the servants are away, we don’t need to dress,” he said with a wicked grin.
* * * * *
She felt rather silly standing in the kitchen with only an apron on and nothing else, but at the same time it was a turn-on, especially to see Paul sitting at the kitchen table waiting for his brunch. After she’d fried up sausages and eggs, and made toast, she placed the platter on the table before him and sat next to him.
“Aren’t you going to take off your apron?” he asked and tugged at the top.
“I suppose so. Would you like coffee or tea? I haven’t made any yet.”
“I think we should have a glass of milk.”
“I don’t like milk.”
“You have to drink milk for the baby.”
“Okay, it’s time to talk. What baby?”
“When you were on Kantassa, I impregnated you with ten babies.”
“Huh? Ten babies? I couldn’t carry that many. You’re talking nonsense now.”
“No. We made sure you ovulated at least ten eggs. Then, after I impregnated you, our physicians removed nine of them and left one. Our other nine babies will be raised on Kantassa.”
“What right do they have to do that? And when did all this happen?”
“Before you transported back to Earth. Many years ago, your ancestor made a deal with the leaders of our planet, to provide new blood for Kantassa. As you might have noticed when you entered Temiston, all our people look alike. They are clones. Our women are unable to bear children. But thanks to the intervention of our scientists and doctors, and the cooperation of the first Lord Jackson and his wife, we were able to start a new race of Kantassians. It will take many years for these people to populate the planet. Right now, the colony is situated on a different area of the planet and highly guarded, for there are those who try to destroy them.”
“And nine of my babies will be raised there?”
“Yes. They will be raised by clones who look just like you and me. If we were to rely on only one man and one woman to populate the planet, it would take many centuries. This way, we can speed it up.”
“But if the babies are adopted out with different families, then confusion would arise when they grow up. They could intermarry, bear defective children.”
“No. That can’t happen. They will always know that they are siblings. We will not take that knowledge away from them.”
“I see. And what about me? You? The parents who abandoned them?”
“They’ll be told why we have to live here and they have to live there.”
“And they’ll accept just that. I feel anger now. No one had the right to do that to me, and no one has the right to take my babies.”
“You will see them regularly, I promise you.”
“That’s not the same. Children have the right to live with their natural parents.”
“They will believe they are living with their natural parents. Our clones act and feel exactly like us.”
“It’s still not the same and I don’t like it.”
“It’s happened. By now, our children will already be in their teens. As you might notice, hardly any time has passed since you left Earth and returned again. Yet you were gone for quite a while. Time passes faster in our galaxy.”
“This is getting better all the time. This morning nine fertilized eggs were taken from my womb, and a couple of hours later I’m the mother of nine teenagers?” Though he turned her on, his direct gaze making her shift uncomfortably on her chair, she couldn’t find peace with this thought.
“What would happen if I decide to leave the manor and return to my old life? Would I just wake up from this dream?”
“Sweetheart, when are you going to accept that it isn’t a dream? It’s not some fantasy in your mind. It’s happened, and I’m here to stay. Soon as Mary returns, I’ll ask her to start wedding preparations.”
“Wedding?”
“Yes. Or don’t you want to make this legal? Remember, you are carrying our child.”
“Paul, this is all happening too fast. You’re not giving me time to breathe. What about the other one as everyone calls him or her. Can’t that one carry on the tradition? I just want to return to my old life. Yes, I want you in my life, but just as an ordinary couple. As for this being real, I’ll believe it once my belly starts to grow. For now, it still seems like a dream.”
“The other one. He’ll be here soon and will try and cause trouble. He’ll want to claim the inheritance, but it’s not his birthright, and he cannot carry on the legacy. His blood is tainted.”
“How?”
“Lord Jackson could not do without a woman after his wife died. He impregnated Mary. Mary told Thomas that the child was his, and raised him as their child. On Kantassa, a man may only have one woman bear his children. Only one woman can carry on the legacy. Lord Jackson confided in Mary, and she believed her son Martin had a right to the legacy as well and should h
ave inherited the estate.”
“That’s why I feel a certain aloofness coming from her. Right from the start when I met her, I felt she didn’t like me, or resented me.”
“Yes. She feels her son should be carrying on the legacy with one of the women from the compound. But it can’t be so. He would not be able to travel to our planet. His body would disintegrate before leaving this planet.”
“And you expect him to arrive here and make trouble?”
“Yes.”
“If I’m a direct descendant, then why couldn’t I have copulated with him and carry on the tradition that way?”
“No. It doesn’t work like that. It was my responsibility to carry on the legacy. I needed a woman.”
“Well, I’m totally confused now. I see you’ve emptied your plate in the meantime. Would you like more?”
“Perhaps a piece of fruit?”
As she stood to go to the fridge, he grabbed her suddenly and pulled her onto his lap. She felt his cock poking up against her and for a moment her confusion was forgotten.
“I didn’t mean that kind of fruit,” he whispered in her neck as his lips trailed kisses down to her breasts. “This is the fruit I need for dessert.” And his lips closed over a nipple and sucked hard, while his fingers tweaked the other one into a hard pebble.
Her mind spun, she felt herself weakening as his hand closed around her breast. Then suddenly the vision of a row of little babies floated before her eyes and she jumped off his lap, abruptly ending the erotic moment.
“If this is all real, and it’s really all happened and happening, you can’t do this. Dammit, I won’t be able to sleep knowing your people have taken babies from me and raising them on that blood planet of yours.”
His calmness caused her to feel even angrier, the steadiness of his gaze like a piercing thorn. But it caused her to waver, to listen to him.
“If I’d never told you, you wouldn’t know the difference.”
“But you did tell me and the knowledge will haunt me.”
“Even if you can visit them tomorrow?”
“And how old will they be tomorrow if they’re teenagers now?”
“I can make it so that we travel back in time, so that you can see them grow up with your own eyes, meet your clones and be sure that your children will know it is you who is raising them and giving them love. Your clones are exactly like you, act like you, speak like you, have your memories.”
“It doesn’t make sense. So there are nine of me walking around on your planet? And those kids will all have the same mother. Isn’t that rather confusing?”
“No, it’s not. The children have accepted it as normal. Just like you accept things as normal on this planet.”
“I wouldn’t even know my own offspring.”
“You’ll know this one from the first day, and for nine months before he is born.”
Sharin backed away under his intense gaze, felt herself wavering, almost believing him. But the thought of her children being raised by other women, even if they were her clones and identical to her, galled her. She couldn’t make peace with it.
“Sharin…come to me.”
Her name sounded like honey on his lips, a caress, touching her heart, her soul. “Paul, I don’t know.”
“Come to me, my love.”
She looked at his outstretched arms, hesitated, but only for a moment. She needed his strength right now, his unwavering certainty, and she needed him. Not because her libido was in full force, but to testify once again that he was real, that this was all real. Moving into his arms, she felt home when he drew her to him, sat her on his lap atop his erection. As it slid slowly into her, she felt the release of her anger as it was replaced by serenity, the smooth waters of a silvery lake, pristine sand, the sound of singing birds, and a warm sun shining down upon them. She closed her eyes and as he grasped her hips and moved her up and down on his cock, all uncertainty fell away and she resigned herself to this new life, to what he’d told her.
Her breasts brushed his strong chest as she moved up and down, and all the while his eyes held hers, hypnotized her, gazed into the depths of her soul. She loved this stranger, loved him with all her body, heart and soul, and she could not be angry at him. His fingers parted her buttocks and she felt him probe her there while he slammed her harder down on his cock. She ached for his lips on hers, on her nipples, but he held her firmly at a distance, his eyes on her all the time. The fire in her loins turned into a raging inferno as he grunted and sent his cum flying into her.
Sharin screamed out her own release, her pent up frustrations leaving her at the same time. “I love you,” she yelled. “I want the world to know. I love you!”
“And I love you, woman mine,” he whispered.
She relaxed against his chest, put her cheek against his. “Take me to them now?” she asked softly.
“Tomorrow. We can only travel to Kantassa once a day,” he promised.
“I want to see them as newborn babies.”
“I can do that. You will see and know your babies from day one,” he said, stroking her hair. “And now, why don’t we go and get dressed and enjoy the beautiful weather?”
* * * * *
He did as he promised. The next day, after loving her first, he asked her to go to the secret room with him.
“When we arrive, our children will be one day old,” he told her.
She felt excited. It seemed strange that she was to visit her own babies, had never gone through pregnancy with them, but the knowledge they’d been taken from her womb, that they were hers, was as much as having carried them.
Before she realized, they stood hand in hand on the red planet, the scarlet star burning as bright as ever. As if they’d known, an entourage was there to meet them. Paul spoke to them in his own language and mounted his horse, pulling her up to sit in front of him. It was strange how his countenance changed from Earth man to flaming haired Kantassian, how her own skin had taken on the glittering stardust reddish hue again.
They bypassed Temiston this time and kept on riding. “How far is it to the compound?” she asked.
“Not too far. About an hour of your Earth time.”
“My bum will be sore from sitting on this horse,” she said with a giggle.
“You have to learn to lift with the horse,” he told her and placing his hand under her buttocks, he raised her in rhythm with the horse’s gallop.
This caused her to start on fire again, and she reached back to grasp his cock within her hand. She felt it swell, and stroked the velvet skin with the tips of her fingers. Leaning her head back against his chest, she continued to stroke, then pulled the skin back and forth. His arm reached around her, cradling a breast in his hand, tweaking her nipple hard, and she felt his hot breath in her neck. “Woman, what are you doing to me? We are only supposed to copulate once in public on my planet.”
“They won’t notice,” she said, raising her voice above the clattering of the hooves.
“But if you don’t stop, I’ll stop the horse and take you right here and now.”
“Just keep on riding,” she said, and leaned forward to cradle the horse’s neck, at the same time raising her pussy for him. She felt his cock enter, the movement of the horse causing him to move back and forth automatically. She glanced sideways at the stone faced priests or guards, whatever they were, but they didn’t even glance at them. She felt him lean forward, reach around her body to grasp her breast and squeeze hard as he slammed into her a final time, his semen spurting inside her, spilling from her cunt onto the saddle. Slowly, he lifted her back to sit straight. She felt the sticky wetness beneath her buttocks and grinned as she leaned her head against his chest.
In the far distance she spotted a tall wall. Glittering roofs protruded just above it. She presumed it was the compound. If so, it didn’t look that much different from Temiston. As they approached, tall gates opened and to her amazement, the people wandering the streets in the compound were all dressed, but in
different sarongs. Some looked alike, but most of them looked different with various hair colors, different eyes, facial features.
They approached a white marble dome and Paul dismounted, then helped her down. “Here we are.”
“Paul, the people here are all dressed. We’re naked. Don’t they find that strange?”
“No. They’re used to seeing naked officials from Temiston.”
Excitement welled within her now as they entered the dome and walked through clinical corridors. She was to meet their offspring. A man, dressed all in white, met them as they entered what looked like a laboratory.
“Your Highness,” the man said and bowed.
“At your ease,” Paul told him, and took her elbow to guide her to a room at the end of the lab.
“Today, you’ll witness the birth of our children. This is the first day of their lives,” he told her proudly. “Look at them.”
She gazed at what looked like nine bubbles, all encased in a silvery fluid. Hesitantly she walked to one tank and saw the tiny human floating inside the bubble. “My God, look at him, Paul. He’s perfect.”
“As all our children are and will be. I hope you will be able to break the cycle of having only one or two children. That our love may bear more than one fruit. You’d better stand back as they’re going to break the bubbles and birth the babies,” he said.
She stood back in the circle of his arms and watched as a doctor or scientist broke a bubble and produced a squalling infant. He held it up in triumph and turned to speak to Paul.
“It’s a girl,” Paul said as he took the scissors to cut the cord.
The white robed figure quickly tied the cord, then swaddled the infant in a cloth and held her out to Sharin.
Sharin stood as if rooted. She gazed at the little red face, at the baby offered to her. This was her child? Her baby? She could hardly believe it. Her heart beating fast, she finally dared take the infant from the man’s hands and held her against her breasts. A little mouth sought a nipple and the crying stopped as the baby hungrily started to suck.
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