by Calista Skye
“Oh, you haven't seen anything yet,” she said and calmly turned her back to him, shooting out one hip.
The alien prince drew in his breath with a sharp hiss. She threw one glance over her shoulder. Blatantly showing him her bare butt was something she had never done for any male before, but if he liked her shape, he was sure to like her curvy behind.
He took one step closer and placed one hand on her ass and put the other around her to cup one breast. She felt his hot breath on her neck as he nuzzled her hair and gently squeezed her fluffiness.
“This it better than I dared hope,” he breathed. “What a woman I have found!”
“You're not so bad yourself,” Emily said, snaking her hand behind her back to grip the prince's cock and feel its hardness. It jerked in her hand. “I think this one is ready for more,” she said.
The Prince led her over to his simple but comfortable-looking bed and laid her down. She instinctively spread her legs for him, because this was not a time to play hard to get. They both wanted this, and she was more than ready. Ar'Ric was between her legs, on his knees, his huge cock still standing straight up and visibly throbbing.
“Are you ready, my love?” he growled.
She didn't reply, just took a deep breath and spread her legs even further apart. She could see that his eyes were glassy with arousal, and she was sure that hers were, too. The universe had ceased to exist, and the only thing in the world was the two of them. She could smell her own scent in the air, and her clit and labia were tingling like crazy.
The magnificent alien prince opened her legs even further, gently but determined. He placed the tip of his manhood at her entrance, sliding the tip up and down her slit to make it wet with her juices. She jerked involuntarily as it stroked her clit, sending sparks through her body and mind. She felt that she might climax the moment he entered her.
Then the Crown Prince pushed one inch of himself into her, and she could hear herself moan in delight. She seemed to have lost control. No, she thought, this wasn't losing control, this was choosing to let go and enjoy intimacy to the fullest. It had never seemed so natural.
His cock had reached a narrow part of her pussy, and he waited for a heartbeat before he fixed her eyes with his blue ones, applied more force and sank all the way into her, piercing her body and her center. She gasped and felt a slight burning sensation as her sex had to adjust to his size as if he was widening her out to fit him perfectly.
“I was right,” he growled, pausing with his cock as deep inside her womanhood as it could go. “You are a perfect woman.”
His beautiful face filled her vision. He so obviously meant what he said that she felt her eyes widen and some part of her mind that had been closed off suddenly open, a part of her she'd never known even existed, letting in light and warmth and changing her forever. This was what it was like to be truly and deeply loved by a real man. She moaned again as she was filled with happiness and light, a primal sound that came all of its own.
He slid out of her until only the first inch was inside, and immediately she felt cold and longing for him to come back inside. And he did, faster this time, setting up a rhythm that kept her rocking back and forth in perfect sync with him, while the root of his thick cock stimulated her clit continuously. She knew that she would come very soon whether she wanted to or not. She had never felt so filled up, so taken or so loved. The sum of all those things, and the wordless and breathless desire that he had for her, made it impossible for her to resist the wave that had been building up inside her.
Her pussy clenched around his cock, and then the climax washed over her, starting deep in her pussy and spreading like wildfire throughout her body. The intense orgasm rocked her, and her pussy gripped on his cock harder than she had thought possible. He thrust into her one more tie, and then he roared as his cock grew and jerked inside her, pulsing and filling her with his boiling hot cum.
33
The whole of Tellus Station was in an uproar. It was the most important event ever to take place there, the first visit from extraterrestrial royals. People were scurrying to, and fro and all the members of the crew had extremely long lists of things to do before the dignitaries arrived.
“If this works out the way we want it to,” Commander Chevalier said when she addressed her officers for a final pep talk, “it will be a huge gain for the prestige of Earth and for every one of us. We will show the galaxy that this station ranks among the most efficient and well-run installations anywhere in space.”
She did not mention the only thing that was going through her mind: that a successful royal alien visit would make everyone forget the minor mishap when she somehow lost a whole crew member from the station. That chubby cleaning woman had just disappeared without a trace, and that was just not possible on Tellus Station. People were starting to ask questions, even some important people. But this royal visit came at the perfect time. Everyone would forget that the stupid girl had ever existed, and the commander's personal prestige would skyrocket after a successful royal visit.
She took Cadet Meller aside for a private conversation. “I don't know how it's possible, but the Atrexu delegation asked especially for you. You will be assigned to their crew quarters as a cleaner, it seems. Do everything they ask. Looks like they're very concerned about hygiene. You will have to clean every one of their toilets three times a day for the entire duration of their visit.”
“They asked for me?”
“Yes. By name. It's remarkable that they know you exist. Make sure to bring your cleaning skills up to its very highest level!”
Meller's face twisted in disgust. “Surely I will only supervise the cleaning? I'm a cadet, after all, not a cleaning lady.”
The commander smiled obsequiously, well aware that the cadet came from a rich family while she didn't. And somehow, this cadet was personally known to the alien royals! “With your exalted background, I know that it is far beneath your dignity to actually clean anything yourself. However, the message is very clear. They will only allow you personally to do it. No one else. And you are only allowed to use a small brush and pure water for everything. This was especially stressed. They will only be here for a week, Meller. You can do it, I'm sure. I will, of course, fast track your promotion in view of your extreme efforts, far beyond the call of duty. You will not be forgotten!”
The cadet sighed. “All right. How hard could it be? I've seen people clean stuff dozens of times.”
That worried the commander. The cadet was rich and important, but this visit could not be allowed to go wrong. And he would be so close to the alien royals that if even the slightest thing went awry...
“Ah. Well, you better get some practical experience before they arrive. In fact, the cleanliness of this whole station has gone badly downhill this last month. The toilets especially. I get several complaints every day now. It's as if the maintenance section has lost efficiency, somehow.” That was the closest she dared get to criticizing the young cadet. His family was not rich enough to have much political influence, but you never knew...
“I will do my best, ma'am,” Cadet Meller said and walked away. It would be a shocking breach of military protocol for anyone else to turn his back on the commander like that, easily grounds for demotion. But, the commander reflected, Meller had to be excused. He was born to riches, after all, and used to having servants. She hurried to her office. She had a million things to do before the delegation arrived.
34
It was the grandest wedding in the history of the Atrexu Empire. Not only was Crown Prince Ar'Ric much more popular than he had ever known, his bride had become a true darling of the people in the few weeks that had gone by since she was formally introduced to the Emperor and the people of the Empire.
Her curvy shape was lauded in every news outlet as the epitome of beauty, and she had become known as 'The People's Princess' because of her femininity and daring to break the random fashion conventions that kept women always having to starve themselves
. Now they were freed of that, following Emily's example. Looking just like her had become fashionable, and hazel contact lenses and brown hair extensions were all the rage. Restaurants were reporting record profits, and anyone who would write a cookbook with recipes for filling and delicious food could become rich overnight.
Emily's head had been spinning for three weeks straight on the alien world, but for some reason the wedding itself had grounded her, even if it had been the most spectacular and otherworldly event she'd ever taken part on or even heard of. Royal weddings on Earth were less huge than hers and Ar'Ric's had been. But now it was real – she was an alien princess, and one day she would be queen and Empress of the whole empire.
Everyone said that Ar'Ric had loosened up a lot since he had met her, that he laughed easier and smiled more frequently. And Emily thought that the same thing had happened to her, because she had never before felt as happy as she did with Ar'Ric.
Their first official duty would be a royal visit to Emily's home world, the Earth. They would only visit Tellus Station, and they would stay there for several days while they received presidents and dignitaries from the various countries on Earth. Emily had requested that Cadet Meller be given the task of cleaning the crew quarter toilets three times a day, There were six hundred of them on the ship, and there was no chance the cadet would be able actually to complete his task. It was a way of taking a small revenge on her nasty former superior.
She didn't need to take a more permanent revenge on him, because after all, everything had turned out right for her. If Meller hadn't been such a jerk, she would not have met Ar'Ric. She could almost forgive the spoiled cadet because of that. But not quite.
As for the fate of Commander Chevalier, who was really responsible for everything that had happened and should have known her crew members better, Emily would let others decide.
35
Not many people could give Commander Chevalier orders on the space station where she was the undisputed commander and ruled dictatorially, but Chairwoman Abeni was one of them. She headed the global committee that controlled the station on behalf of all the nations on Earth, and she had close to unlimited power over it. The commander was well aware of that, and the surprise visit from her superior worried her. Especially since the chairwoman had declined lunch and insisted that they have their meeting right away.
“It has come to my attention that one of your crew members is missing,” the chairwoman began without any ceremony, sitting down in a chair in a giant conference room with a view of space outside. “It interests me because firstly, that should not be possible, and secondly, it was not you who brought it to my attention.”
“Oh, that,” the commander said, even more worried at the chairwoman's chilly tone. “It was only a cleaning woman from the maintenance section. Not even an officer, just a civilian on a contract. Emma something. I'm sure she'll turn up.”
The chairwoman's face didn't betray any emotion, but her normally warm, brown eyes were cooler than ever. “Her name is Emily Fallon,” she said. “Didn't you know? The committee is most worried about this. We are also worried that even aliens seem better informed about the goings-on here on Tellus that we are.”
Commander Chevalier frowned. “Aliens? I don't understand.”
“The information that Emily Fallon is missing didn't come from you, as you know. It came from the Atrexu aliens, a civilization that was completely unknown to us until now. We are worried about that. Very worried indeed.”
Now it worried Commander Chevalier, too. “I assure you that the greatest efforts have been expended trying to find the cleaner woman. Keep in mind that the station is under construction, and there's any number of places she could hide.”
“Yes, it's under construction. But the places she could get to are quite limited. The construction takes place on the outside of the station, in the vacuum of space. From inside the station, it's not possible to reach those locations without putting on a space suit and exiting the station through an airlock, which would immediately raise alarms all over the station. No such exit has been recorded, to my knowledge. It surprises me that I have to tell you these things. It appears that you are not on top of what goes on here.”
Chevalier felt she was going pale. Everything the chairwoman had said was true.
“I assure you that I'm on top of it. Of course I was going to report the missing person. I just had to make sure that she was really missing before bothering the committee with a matter concerning such a low-rank individual.”
Chairwoman Abeni was obviously not reassured. “Firstly, the regulations for this station clearly state that any accident or injury to a crew member is to be reported to Earth immediately. Secondly, how can it possibly take you three weeks to determine if a person is truly missing or not? A complete search of this entire installation should take less than six hours. Thirdly, I'm amazed at your negative attitude towards a member of your own crew.”
“Well, I wasn't going to say this, but the missing woman was... not popular,” the commander lied. “She had terrible performance records. I suppose we didn't think it was that important to find her because no one liked her, and she was a net drain on resources. Besides, as you say, she couldn't possibly have left the station. She's here somewhere. No doubt about it.”
“I have of course looked into the records of everyone involved,” the chairwoman said. “Emily Fallon was rated the best member of her section until a new cadet took over responsibility for it. Then the performance reviews changed for the worse. I see that she was up for her two-year review on the day she went missing. Did you see her on that day?”
Chevalier felt that it would be better if she had not. “No, I didn't. She never showed up.”
Abeni frowned. “Really? I happen to know that she did. Apparently you had trouble remembering who she was, and then you told her that her performance reviews were so bad that she could not be promoted. In fact, you put her on probation for two more years!”
“Her performance reviews were bad. I had no choice.”
Chairwoman Abeni gazed levelly at the station commander. “She had five performance reviews while working here. The first four were some of the best I have seen. They were written by three different and respected people who have since had solid careers. The last, given by a Cadet Meller, was indeed bad. In every sense. I have read it. It's sloppy, subjective and full of mistakes in grammar and spelling. And it's mostly focused on Ms. Fallons appearance. I would never have accepted such a report from anyone, and neither should you.”
The commander shrugged. “I can't look too closely at those things. There are ten thousand people on the station! I can't know them all personally.”
The chairwoman wasn't swayed. “The crew only comprises two thousand. The rest are not employed by us. It should be easily doable for you to keep track of that number. Knowing your crew is the first duty of any commander.”
Chevalier was getting desperate. This was not going well at all. “I have a lot on my plate here. Running a space station is a lot of work!”
“Again, knowing your crew is the most important thing you do. No, be quiet. I've heard enough. Your excuses are feeble. You've lost a crew member; you have blatantly lied to me here, and you plainly lack all integrity. We made a bad mistake when we hired you to command this station. But I will fix that mistake right now. In the committee's opinion, you're not fit to run as much as a table lamp, much less a huge space station with responsibility for thousands of people. You're suspended. A shuttle is standing ready to take you back to Earth, where you will be detained pending an investigation of your whole tenure here. That's all. Your quarters will be cleaned out for you and your belongings shipped to you.”
Chevalier slumped in her seat, stunned by the course the meeting had taken and by having her own version of events taken completely apart. “Who told you all this?” she asked dejectedly. “Aliens, you said?”
“In a way,” the chairwoman said, standing up. “It was Emily Fall
on herself who told us in detail what happened. She was taken away by an alien ship from a civilization we didn't know about. Fortunately, it turns out that she's coming back here next week.”
Former commander Chevalier was too dumbfounded to get up. “I don't understand.”
“Oh, didn't I mention it? The royal visit is because of her. She's Crown Princess Emily. She will be Empress Emily of Atrexu when the current Emperor passes away. There are several thousand planets in their empire. Her influence is immense. She's one of the most important people who have ever lived.”
Chairwoman Abeni left the room, and two large sergeants with the letters 'MP' in yellow on their uniforms came in. Former commander Chevalier looked out the window to space. Somehow she knew she'd never see the stars that close again.
36
The view from the Earth was even better from the giant Atrexu battlecruiser that had taken Emily and Ar'Ric the many light years from the heart of the Empire to her home planet. The giant warship dwarfed Tellus Station, and when it docked, it completely obscured the station's view of anything but black space. But Emily could see both the Earth, the Moon and the blackness of space, punctured by thousands of bright pinpoints that were the stars of the galaxy. Many of them belonged to the Atrexu Empire. The thought made her head spin.
She sat on the floor in the royal stateroom, a calm oasis while the rest of the ship was a disciplined frenzy of activity. Ar'Ric sat on a couch right behind her and played with her hair. Its brown color fascinated him, and he always had trouble taking his hands off her.
One hour from now, they would enter Tellus Station as the revered representatives of the mighty Atrexu Empire.
“What do you think they'll say when they see me, my love?” she mused.
“I don't know, and I will not give it much thought,” the prince said. “The actions of others is beyond our control. But some of them will be surprised, I think. Unless it's common knowledge who you are.”
