Raxom only had books. And they were of course only written in their own language.
Over the weeks I had done a lot of studying his language but that was all verbal. The written language was infinitely harder.
So hard that most Raxom males didn't know how to read. That wasn't something that was frowned up here since there wasn't much to read in the first place.
I just couldn't understand how a society so advanced got here without books. All the knowledge was passed down orally from generation to generation. Kray had learned to farm from his father and his father learned from his father before him.
Tradition and family were very important here.
Which made it so surprising that Kray had abandoned all that to marry me.
Chapter Eight
Kray
Over the years, farming on Raxom had gotten more and more difficult. The land was still arable but the prices for food had been steadily decreasing ever since the introduction of Earth immigrants.
Raxom cuisine wasn't the only type of food anymore.
Earth had introduced a wide variety of food that had now become more popular than the bland food of Raxom. The problem was that my planet couldn't produce the type of food that you could get from Earth.
Raxom had to import nearly all the ingredients to make Earth dishes.
What did that leave for me?
Not much.
This is what had initially led me to my debts. Prices for jungto which was a type of vegetable had fallen dramatically. I would need to farm three times the size of my land just to make what I was making five years ago.
And there didn't seem to be any sign of it stopping.
What that meant for my future, I didn't know. All I knew was that I would eventually have to transition into another field.
Farming was all I knew. I wasn't even sure I could do anything else. Jobs on Raxom were very scarce. You usually inherited it from your father. There were other ways to make money and that's why I tried gambling when I desperate.
I had bet more than I had and owed the top syndicate of Raxom. When I tried to gamble more to pay them back, I only dug myself a deeper hole.
Most males that marry human females can retire from the money they received from the government. My entire payment would have to go to the syndicate to pay off the loans.
It had been two months since Natasha and I had bonded and I was still waiting on the payment from the government. They had a mandatory waiting period of three months to make sure that the wedding was legitimate.
That meant I would have to convince the syndicate to give me at least one more month before I could pay them back.
Luckily I had Natasha. I hadn't told her the extent of my gambling debts or how serious the situation really was.
I didn't want to scare her. She had already been through so much, traveling to a new world and marrying a stranger.
She had transitioned into the role of housewife fairly well. She was getting a little sick of jungto everyday but she had bought some Earth spices that had made it palatable for her.
The sun had almost set and that meant that the work day was about finished. There were never enough hours of daylight.
Natasha had offered to help me but I couldn't allow a female to get their hands dirty like that. I had gone against custom already enough by just marrying an outsider. I couldn't let my perfect woman debase herself like that.
I had told her that everything would be fine. This was just a rough patch and I would figure it all out. But deep down I knew that was just a lie. We would be broke soon and I would have to sell the house and the farm.
I turned off the auto tractors and made the trek through the fields back home. I tried to imagine what creative way Natasha had cooked jungto this time.
Last night she had made it with something special that made my eyes water and my throat burned. She called it spicy.
I wasn't sure that I liked it but it was definitely different than what we had been eating every night for the past two months.
The sun was almost behind the mountains as I stepped onto the porch and opened the front door. Immediately something felt off to me.
Normally, the sounds of Natasha in the kitchen could be heard all the way outside. The aroma of dinner cooking could be smelled for miles.
But there was none of that.
I closed the door quietly behind me and listened closely.
No sounds.
I turned the corner and walked into the living room. Everything looked in the right spot. Nothing moved or out of the ordinary.
I debated whether to call out to Natasha. I didn't want to give my position away in case there was an intruder inside the house.
But what if she was hurt?
I had been gone all day. Something could've happened to her and I wouldn't have known. I needed to find her fast. “Natasha! Where are you?”
“I'm in the kitchen,” she replied in an even voice. I could hear the terror. Something was wrong. I looked around for a weapon but there was nothing around.
I walked into the kitchen to find a large Raxom male with an ornate knife to my wife's throat. “So good of you to join us, Kray,” he said in my language.
I seethed with fury. This man was going to die tonight.
Chapter Nine
Natasha
I don't know how much longer I could go on eating jungto. It reminded me of a mix of broccoli and lettuce. It wasn't bad but there was almost no taste to it.
They ate it for sustenance and that was it.
But I thought I was going to go crazy after the third night of eating it in a row. Raxoms had taste buds so why didn't they require tastier food?
I had found ways to spice things up literally. Luckily Earth spices were fairly cheap since most Raxom females had no idea what to do with it.
Tonight I was going to steam the jungto and salt it like crazy. Or at least my portion. Kray would try it with a little bit of salt but he actually preferred it without any seasoning.
The sun was setting and I knew Kray would be home soon. Dinner never took that long since I never really needed to cook anything.
I brought out a pan and placed it over an electric burner. I cut up the jungto into small slices and placed them in the pan. I heard the front door open as I threw some water in the pan and covered it.
“Dinner should be ready soon!” I called out.
There was no response. Kray almost always announced when he was home after a long hard day of farming. Today shouldn't be any different.
I peeked my head out of the kitchen and that's when I saw the stranger. He wasn't as big as Kray but his blue face was covered in dark tattoos. He grinned at me and showed off all his missing teeth. It was hard to miss the shimmering knife in his hand.
I screamed as loud as I could and ran to the back of the kitchen. There was no way out. I frantically looked around for a weapon. The large knife that I used for the jungto was sitting on a cutting board.
I picked up the knife and it rattled in my shaking hands. The Raxom intruder entered into the kitchen slowly, holding the blade over his head.
“Stay away from me!”
There was no reason to ask who he was or what he was doing here. His intentions were pretty clear.
“Put down knife, little human, we talk,” he said in broken English.
I knew it would be all over now if I did what he asked. My only hope was to fight back and maybe Kray had heard my scream and was on his way to rescue me.
The evil Raxom continued to approach me. I swiped the knife in the air at him to try and dissuade him from coming any closer. He didn't look afraid in the least.
“I'm not going to hurt you,” he said between laughs.
“Kray!” I yelled out.
The Raxom made a move to me and I tried to stab him in the chest. He easily knocked my hand to the side and the knife went flying through the air.
He was on me in seconds, pulling my arms behind me and locking my hands
together. I went to scream for Kray again but he put the blade to my throat. “Not so fast. Another word out of you and I'll spill your blood all over the floor.”
I wanted to ask him why he was doing this? What did I do to him?
But I wasn't going to dare and say another word. I knew he would follow through with his promise. I could smell it on his bad breath.
With the sun almost down, I knew Kray would be home soon. The evil Raxom seemed to know that too. We stood in the kitchen in silence, waiting for my husband to come.
Sweat began to bead on my forehead. I started to go through all the ways that this could go wrong. I could be killed or Kray could be killed trying to save me. Or we could both die. My brain wouldn't allow a scenario where we both came out unscathed.
Kray entered the kitchen and his eyes blew up when he saw another male with his hands on me. The roar that came from his mouth was deafening.
“Not so fast, Kray. Remember I have the knife to your wife's throat. It wouldn't be hard for me to drag it across her neck.” The tip of the blade pierced my skin and I cried out.
“You're dead,” Kray replied.
“You owe my employer a large sum of money. Since you haven't been able to pay it back, we're going to have to take her from you. We can have a lot of fun.” His other hand came up and squeezed my cheeks.
At that moment I knew I was going to die. I didn't squirm or plead with him. I had already accepted it.
But Kray had other plans. He ran at the bad Raxom, screaming his head off. He was like a lion protecting his pride.
I thought the evil male was going to slice my throat but instead he threw me to the side. My body went flying to the ground and I hit my head against the hard wood floor. The pain was blinding at first, stars dancing in my vision.
I looked up to see Kray and the other Raxom locked in a fight. The knife was no longer in the bad guys hand but was stuck in Kray's stomach. It was all the way down to the handle. Green blood poured out of Kray's wound.
I wanted to get up but I couldn't move. My head felt so heavy.
Punches were exchanged and that's when I passed out.
Chapter Ten
Kray
The Raxom was dead on the ground, his neck snapped and head facing in the opposite direction. I saw Natasha laying limp on the floor. I instantly thought the worst had happened. I ran to her and knelt down.
“Natasha!” I held her in my arms and could feel her pulse in her wrist. She was still alive. I said a small prayer to Raxo.
She slowly came to, her eye lashes fluttering open. “What happened?” she asked, holding her head.
“You fell down and hit your head. It looks like it's just a bruise.”
Her eyes shot open when she spotted the knife sticking out of my abs. “Oh my god! You've been stabbed.”
“It's fine. See look.” I tore the knife out of me and a gallon of green blood came out with it.
Natasha's eyes rolled into the back of her head and she swayed side to side as she passed out again.
I gently lay her back on the ground and picked up the knife. I threw it on top of the dead Raxom. I would have to call a cleanup crew to get this mess out of here.
The syndicate would think twice before coming after me again. They wouldn't risk losing another henchman over a late payment.
In just a few weeks, I would be paid by the government and the syndicate would get there money. But I wouldn't be giving them the full amount anymore. Not after the stunt they just pulled here today. I could withhold a sizable amount that would help Natasha and I.
Natasha awoke one more time and got up immediately. “You're injured, Kray. We need to get you to a hospital or something.”
“There's nothing to worry about. It's all healed up now.”
She didn't believe me so I had to raise my arm and show off my stomach. Her fingers went to my abs and touched the scar that had already formed over the knife wound.
“But how?” she asked.
“Raxoms heal a lot faster than humans,” I replied.
She stood straight up. “Oh. I guess that was another thing I should've learned beforehand. Does it hurt?”
I shook my head. “Just a little sore.”
Natasha hugged me hard. “I was so scared. I thought we were both going to die.”
“Everything is fine now. We're okay.”
She broke away and looked down at the dead body. “What happens to him now?”
“The government will pick him up and dispose of him.”
“Will you be arrested?”
I let out a laugh. “Crimes committed by known criminals are never investigated. It will take them all of five seconds to find out who this Raxom is and he will be taken away.”
Natasha hugged me again and I held her in my arms. I could feel her heart pounding against my body. She was still revved up by the encounter. “I love you, Kray. I don't know what I would do without you.”
“I love you too, Natasha.” I bent down and kissed her. Her tongue was eager, slipping into my mouth and tasting me.
Adrenaline still surged through my body. I whisked Natasha off her feet and carried her to the bedroom.
“I need you, Kray,” she whispered in my ear.
I lay her down on the bed and she watched as I shed the blood-stained pants. She stopped me from joining her on the bed and crawled to over to me. She gripped my cock in her hand and stroked me slowly.
“Do you like that?” she asked, biting her bottom lip.
I nodded with my eyes closed, focusing on her touch. Her fingers could barely wrap around me as she rubbed me. I watched Natasha part her lips and insert my length. My fists clenched as she took me all in.
She could only fit half of me in her mouth as she sucked on me. I held the back of her head and forced my cock deeper down her throat. “Take it, human,” I said.
Natasha stroked my base with one hand as I thrust into her. The pleasure was unimaginable. Her mouth was so moist as my cock slid in and out. I wanted to come in her mouth. I wanted her to drink me.
“I'm close,” I groaned. I could feel my balls heat up and my cock harden on her tongue.
Natasha let go of my cock and pulled me out of her mouth.
I was just about to blow my load. “What are you doing, human!” I roared at her.
Natasha wiped the drool from her lips and smiled. “That's payback for all the times you've kept me on the edge.”
I wanted to shove my cock right back in her mouth and make her finish me off. But I had a better punishment in mind.
“Bend over for me,” I ordered her.
Chapter Eleven
Natasha
The fury in Kray's eyes when I pulled him out of my mouth was so satisfying. He deserved it for all those times he touched me and almost brought me to the finish. I didn't get many opportunities and I had to take my shot.
“Bend over for me,” Kray commanded.
I knew exactly what he wanted.
I spun around on the bed and freely gave him my big ass. Kray's large hand cut through the air and connected with my cheek causing me to cry out.
“Do you like that, human?” he asked in a low voice.
“Yes, husband! Please spank me more.”
Kray's palm hit my other cheek this time, rubbing in the pain. My pussy was dripping wet at this point. Every smack on my ass sent my wetness spraying all over Kray.
“I need you now, Kray. Fuck me please! I can't take anymore.”
“You've been very naughty, Natasha. You prevented me from coming in your mouth. I'm going to make sure you're nice and red now.”
Kray spanked me over and over again. Each hit brought me closer and closer to my climax. I only needed his fingers inside me to set me off.
But Kray wasn't going to let me get off that easily.
My ass was raw and Kray's hand was sore by the time he was finished. My body was a mess, somewhere between intense need and exhaustion. I could either take a nap or come for hours.
“Are you ready for me, human?” Kray asked, his rough hands slipping around my waist.
I could barely hold myself up, my arms shaking. The tip of Kray knocked at my door, spreading my moisture around my pussy. “Fuck me,” I ordered him.
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