Her Alien Abductor (Aegarian Saga)

by O'Hurley, Alexandra

  “Yes … yes … no … yes … absolutely not … maybe … yes…” She spoke out loud as she draped each cloth over Kaya’s shoulder.

  “I know you said I would have dresses in a few days. Is it possible to have one today so I don’t have to keep wearing this one?”

  “Of course, you will have one in a few moments. Wait right here.” The dressmaker left the room and came back seconds later holding a midnight blue piece of cloth in her hands. She pulled it over Kaya’s head, and it fit perfectly. How would she have had this, considering most of her dresses were probably for much taller women?

  As if reading her mind, Madame Sook Nu spoke. “This dress was made for the daughter of Princess Em Wann of the Inoc D’Attar. She did not like it, as she is a spoiled child. But it will at least be something other than the puzzle you had on.”

  Kaya looked into the mirror, amazed how beautiful the dress was and especially grateful it fit. It showed off her curves and was the same sheer fabric of the green dress, but since it was quite a bit darker, didn’t seem to expose quite as much. She was thankful for that, even knowing she needed to work on her modesty.

  Madame Sook Nu came up behind her as she gazed at herself in the mirror. Kaya was standing on a pedestal in the middle the small room, so her head was nearly level with the dressmaker’s.

  “Child,” she whispered into Kaya’s ear, “You must tread carefully with the man you are here with. I can sense the desire you both are feeling for each other, and if you are not strong, he will not be able to hold back.”

  A chill stroked down Kaya’s spine as Madame Sook Nu turned her to face her with glowing red eyes. “If he is caught taking you before you are Joined with the General, he could be executed, regardless of how powerful a man he may be. Not all is well with the Empire, and he could be used to prove a point. He is too good a man to die because neither of you could control yourselves.”

  Kaya looked at the woman, speechless for a moment. “I don’t want him harmed.”

  “His life is in your hands.” The glowing of her eyes diminished as she stepped away from Kaya. “You must be strong.”

  Lord Fatel stepped closer. “Strong? Why must she be strong?”

  Madame Sook Nu looked him over from head to toe, as if she were not blind at all. “The dresses should be ready in a few days.”

  Lord Fatel paused, as if determining whether it was prudent to push further or not. He bowed briefly. “Thank you for your time, Madame Sook Nu, and for the dress given today. I am sure the others will be as glorious.”

  He then grabbed Kaya’s hand and led her to the door. J’Halle was there once more to take her back to her room. She was so shocked by what the dressmaker had told her that she did not even notice the hundreds of eyes upon her as they returned to her lavish prison.

  ****

  Lord Fatel moved into her room just moments after she arrived. He watched as she ran into the bathroom, hearing the click of the lock being turned.

  “Kaya, are you unwell?” He felt his heart beating rapidly in his chest. “You have been pale and quiet since we left Meet Sook Nu.”

  Nothing came in response, and he placed his ear to the door, hoping to hear something, anything.

  “Kaya, please, tell me you are alright?”

  His voice echoed through the space behind the door, and no response came.

  “Kaya, this is your last chance. Answer me now, or I will break down this door.”

  Lord Fatel rammed the door at least a half a dozen times with his shoulder before he finally cracked through the hard surface, pushing it open with a jerk. He rushed into the room to find Kaya lying unconscious on the floor.

  Chapter Five

  Kaya opened her eyes to moonlight. She was lying in the middle of her round bed once again in her prison. How did she get there? The last thing she remembered was rushing to the bathroom and locking the door. She’d been trying to put distance between Lord Fatel and herself, scared for his life. She couldn’t be the one who caused his death. Could she request a new teacher? Was that allowed?

  She sensed she was not alone. She lifted her head to see her dream man sitting in a chair to one side of the bed. Seeing might be going too far, considering his face was still out of focus, even though she saw the rest of him with perfect clarity.

  “Are you alright, Princess?”

  “Lord Fatel?”

  “No, I am Besh.”

  “Why can’t I see your face clearly?”

  “I can’t answer that. I also can’t answer why these dreams feel so real. But they just are. You still have not answered my question.”

  “Am I alright? As alright as I can be given the circumstances.”

  “Our doctors have looked you over and found the reason for your fainting. Evidently when the wi’ mia improved your organs, they stimulated an area of your brain humans rarely use, which has caused irregular activity. It could be what is causing our moonlight meetings, which I’m not quite so sure are dreams. Was there anything which happened before you passed out? Pain or anything of that nature?”

  “No. The last thing I recall is slamming the door closed to the bathroom. This is the only memory afterward. Is this brain activity a bad thing? Will it continue to cause me to faint or other side effects?”

  “The wi’ mia feel certain you will become accustomed to the new activity. There is a possibility you will be able to do more as you learn to control your brain waves. For now, they suggested rest. Why did you rush to the bathroom after you left the dressmaker? Were you feeling unwell?”

  “I guess you could say that.”

  “What do you mean?”

  “Well, I suppose I can tell you the truth, since I’m not even sure if this is real or not. I’m attracted to Fatel, and he is attracted to me. And the dressmaker told me if he were caught having made love to me then he could be killed. I cannot be the reason for his death.”

  “Do you care for this man?” Besh didn’t sound mad. He actually sounded intrigued, which was odd considering his earlier show of jealousy in claiming her body as his own.

  “I don’t know the answer. I’ve only known him for a few days, but I know enough of him to know I do not want to cause him harm.” She looked at where his face was supposed to be, a tremor running through her at the eerie visage. “Are you General Besh, the one who is supposed to be my mate?”

  “Yes. I am. I am your mate. I will be your lover and your husband. You will stand at my side and mother my children.”

  “I’ve made no promises of staying.”

  “I know, but I am ever hopeful you will choose to stay with me. Our people have mated this way for eons, all have been happy and found love in their mates. I wish you could open your heart and mind to me. I could make you happy.”

  “I won’t know you when it is time to Join you in the ceremony. How can I guess my future without knowing you at all? Aegarian women might accept this for themselves because it is accepted throughout your world. If I were to marry a man I’d met the day before, I would be called crazy on Earth.”

  “Forget Earth. This is not Earth. You would become an Aegarian once you Joined with me, and you would be accepted as my wife. I will bring you joy. You will never want for anything. I will do everything in my power to make you love me.”

  “What happens if I say no?”

  “What happens to whom?”

  “To you?”

  “Don’t concern yourself with that.”

  “Why not? If I’m your mate and I decline, will that cause you to live a life alone? Can one have two mates?”

  “I don’t know; it has never happened. You have to make the choice you feel is right. I will not force your hand. But I know I can make you happy beyond all your dreams.”

  She looked at him and suddenly became overwhelmed. This was just too much for her to handle. She started to sob. Besh rushed to her bedside. She fought him, punching his chest as he tried to comfort her. Eventually, she gave up, her body trembling from the emotions r
unning through her.

  He was as nude as she was, but she sensed no desire in him to do more than be at her side. Besh carefully slid under the sheets with her and pulled her into his arms, tucking her head under his chin. He rubbed her back and neck, rubbed her head and just let her cry into his arms. It felt so good to be comforted by his warmth.

  Reaching across to a vase of foreign flowers next to her bed, he plucked a small pink one which looked similar to a daisy and tucked it over her ear.

  “My beautiful flower, get some rest. I will hold you for as long as this dream allows.”

  She rested her head and body closer to him, reveling in the heat of his muscular body. Kaya knew this was just a dream, but it seemed so real to her. The cry was exactly what she needed, and she finally felt at peace for the first time in days. Months actually. Her business took so much out of her, and Lord Fatel had been right in his comments about her personal life. She had no family, few friends, and only work. And she had been driving herself to insanity working as hard as she did.

  Kaya felt at home in her dream man’s arms. She drifted off to sleep and for the first time in much too long, slept peacefully.

  ****

  Sunlight started to peek through the room as morning broke over the small village. Kaya awoke feeling more rested than she’d felt in a very long time. She stretched her arms above her head and sat up in the soft bed.

  She scuffled to the bathroom to take care of her morning ablutions. She turned to the mirror to check her appearance before returning to the balcony for the plentiful breakfast which would soon be there. She nearly fainted again when she saw the dainty pink flower tucked above her ear.

  ****

  Lord Fatel walked onto the balcony as Kaya was eating her breakfast. He whipped around the corner and caught her basking naked in the sun yet again, feasting on her breakfast. He smiled and headed toward her. He suddenly stopped cold in his tracks and turned quite pale, especially considering his normal tanned complexion.

  “Fatel? Are you alright?” Kaya looked at him warily.

  “I am fine, Princess. I am more concerned with how you are doing. After passing out yesterday afternoon, I was worried you were ill,” he said, looking very out of sorts.

  She eyed him for a second, realizing he was covering something which was making him feel quite uncomfortable. Should she press him, try to find out what the problem was? But she was supposed to be creating space between them, pushing him away, not calling him to her. Deciding it wasn’t worth it to force him, she switched gears. “When can I take a look at the research material from the experiments?”

  “As soon as you finish breakfast and get dressed for an outing.”

  “Dressed for an outing?”

  “Well, yes, some of your dresses have arrived from Madame Sook Nu. I saw them on your bed as I was coming in the door to your room. I also saw jewelry boxes along with them. Evidently the General wants to spoil you.”

  Kaya’s eyes lit up, and she jumped from the table, running into the bedroom to look at her new goodies. Regardless of what she’d said about rejecting the general’s gifts, she couldn’t help herself. It felt like Christmas morning, and she, a delighted child. She had a good life with her single mother and they had always had enough, but an overabundance was a rarity. She was not used to being spoiled, and even though part of her did not want to be excited by the mountains of boxes on the bed, another girlie part of her was elated. She felt like Cinderella, going to the ball.

  And she also felt like the kept woman she apparently was.

  She opened the first of the boxes to find a beautiful silk-like gown in a beautiful color she could barely explain. It was sheer and ever changing, slightly translucent, but instead of changing as the piece moved in the light, the fabric changed without movement. The colors swirled together on the super soft cloth and felt like heaven to her fingertips. She pulled it close to her body and reveled in the feel of it.

  Looking closer at the dress, she realized it was almost two pieces, and it would bare most of her midriff. She’d noticed ladies in the markets wearing dresses similar to this. The high-necked top would be tight to her body and bare her arms with two thin straps of material through the middle of her stomach and back to hold the skirt in place. The skirt would dust her hips tightly, but lay loose to the floor.

  “How about this box next? I think you will find it somewhat complementary to the dress,” Lord Fatel said as he handed her a smaller box.

  She grinned and opened it up to find the most beautiful necklace, totally covered in gems. There were mainly two types of gems. One resembled a pearl, but its translucence was like the material of the dress, with colors swirling in and around the orbs. The other was something like a diamond, only brighter and slightly pink. Finally, there were small touches of a pale blue gem dispersed here and there. It was unlike anything she had ever seen before.

  “I think you should wear that dress today. It definitely becomes you.” Be'in surprised them both, hovering in a corner, delight showing in her face at the dresses and jewels. “Usually there are matching arm bands for fine pieces like this.” Be’in opened a smaller box closest to where Lord Fatel had lifted the necklace box, and sure enough, there were four bands in the pearl-like material, all swirling color.

  “Why are there four?”

  “Two for your ankles. You are meant to walk barefoot in this dress.”

  “One more box goes with this outfit.” Lord Fatel handed her a very small box. Kaya opened it to find a string of the long pearls connected to fabric. She wasn’t sure what she was looking at, so she asked what it was.

  Be'in blushed heavily. She almost whispered, “You may call them underwear, my lady.”

  It was then Kaya’s turn to blush.

  ****

  Be’in and J’Halle bathed and dressed Kaya after the mountain of gifts was opened. They again pulled her auburn hair back away from her face, allowing ringlets of curls to fall from the back. J’Halle had found pearl combs in the basket which had been supplied when Kaya arrived. They dusted a white sparkling translucent powder to her face and put on minimal makeup, except for a hint of blue and pink around her eyes. They dressed her in the wonderful fabric and helped her into her underwear which would be the end of Kaya, she was sure. They added the beautiful jewelry to her neck, arms, and ankles and then turned her to the mirror.

  Kaya stood looking at herself, tears stinging the backs of her eyes. She’d never felt beautiful in her life until she had come here. Inwardly berating herself for being such a weakling, she gathered up her wits and exited the dressing room into her bedroom.

  Lord Fatel was waiting on the bed, looking lost in thought. His mouth dropped open a bit when she came into the room and he slowly rose to his full height. He could not take his eyes from her. For the first time, she didn’t see the lust in his eyes. There was something different she couldn’t quite comprehend. He took her hand and led her through the door to the outside.

  Almost instantly, the pearls of the underwear rubbed against her pussy, making it impossible to walk comfortably. Yet there was pleasure from the movement as well. She felt wetness flood between her legs, coating the pearls, which also made it easier to walk.

  He passed her hand to J’Halle’s and disappeared from view. As she strolled down the street with her maid, she again felt the hundreds of eyes on her, but this time, they didn’t bother her. She held her head high, confidence filling her. They traveled in the opposite direction of Madame Sook Nu’s shop, toward all the beautifully colored houses that lined the street she’d seen from the hall. The scents of all the exquisite flowers hit her before she saw the first bloom.

  Children played and they, along with the parents who gathered by doors and windows, all stopped to look at the curious Earthling walking down their street. Some of the young were even taller than Kaya, she noted, almost with a laugh. She’d been this height since she was eleven and was not in the habit of being dwarfed by children, even when she was a c
hild.

  She noticed many more smiles coming from the people she passed this time around, or maybe it was her imagination. Maybe it was just the pleasure of the pearls at her pussy which made everything look happy to her. The pleasure she was receiving was overwhelming; the friction of the beads rubbing against her with every step came at her in waves. She feared she would orgasm right there in the middle of dozens of people, and humiliation flooded her cheeks.

  J’Halle stopped in front of a large building near the end of the road. It was very old looking and fashioned of old gray stone.

  “This is what you would call a library.” Her maid shepherded her inside, and a rush of stale, cool air hit her as she entered. Libraries must all be the same, no matter what planet one was on. Lord Fatel entered the space moments after her.

  The elderly man who seemed to work in the building nodded warmly, and once Lord Fatel quietly asked the man for what Kaya wanted to see, he ushered them to a smaller room off the main hall. Kaya and Lord Fatel sat at a long trestle table in the center of the room awaiting the material the librarian brought. No one else seemed to be inside the library; every sound echoed up to the dusty ceiling.

  After a few minutes, the older gentleman came in with a cart full of books and what looked like flat computer screens. “My lady, my name is Eetu, and I will be forever in your service. The older documents are bound in written form between animal skins. Are you familiar with this type of tome?”

  Eetu held an ancient-looking book before her.

  “Familiar? Quite.” Kaya laughed.

  The librarian smiled in delight, and then handed them the screens and books, laying them across the long table. Kaya had a lot of reading ahead of her.

  “Is there any one piece which summarizes all of this material in any way?” she asked the librarian before he left them alone in the room.

  “Yes, my lady.” He shuffled back toward the table and sorted through the books and screens until he found the screen he wanted.