He closed his eyes a second and blew out a breath. I ran for him. He caught me and then he moved until I was on my back on the bed and he was on me, his mouth on mine, his hands working at his underwear to free himself, and then he was pressed against me, just like that first night, ready to enter.
“I do,” I said.
“You do?” he asked, pulling the gusset of my lacy red panties aside.
I nodded.
“Do what, baby?”
I took a big breath, “I Jetta, take you Daxx, as my husband. To have and to hold, for better or for worse, until death do us part. I can’t remember all of it but yeah, in sickness or health, rich or poor. Honor and obey. Love and cherish. All of it. You better obey me too, sometimes, but yeah. I do. I will.”
“Love and cherish?” he asked. His eyes looked so warm, so filled with emotion.
I nodded. “Yeah. Look,” I pointed to my ear piercing, “Says so, right here. This thing isn’t lying. But I have a request.”
His mouth came to mine and he touched my lips with his and then his lips moved to my throat and he put his tongue there and traced it up the ridge of my ear until his lips were on that gem.
“Anything,” he answered.
“Wedding rings? I want to see my ring on your finger. Maybe we have that party and do that at some point.”
“Done,” he said and then his eyes went heated and he surged into me, deep inside. “I do, too. I will do whatever I need to do to keep you happy, to make your life beautiful.”
His left hand went to my face and he held it as he kissed me, tenderly, sweetly. His right hand glided up from my hip to my breast. His thumb slowly grazed my nipple.
“You’ve made me very happy little wife.”
“Me too, husband.” My heart felt like it expanded after saying that word out loud.
Daxx’s eyes went a little bit wild and then he started powering into me, hard, fast, and there was another crackle and the house shook a little bit. I grabbed his shoulders.
“The house moved,” I said.
“It’s okay. It’s nearly over.”
I nodded, feeling the panic dissipate.
“This isn’t over, though. I hope you know it’s gonna be a long night of feeling like the house is moving,” he said and then he spun so that his back was on the bed and I was riding him.
“Okay, good.” I replied.
Having sex while a lightshow of a storm crackled around us was kind of hot. His hands and mouth moved over me as the snap, crackle-popping of lightning seemed to move in time with Daxx’s thrusts. I was on top but he was moving me the way he wanted to, owning me. I cried out my first orgasm not long after it went quiet outside. And then he stripped the lingerie off me and took me to the shower and put me up against the wall and went down on me in there, his mouth between my legs, my back against the tiled wall, my legs over his shoulders. He kept looking at me while he went down on me and it was absolutely incredible.
Wet Daxx. I could get used to this.
And then he carried me back to the bed and I went down on him in bed. My head between his legs, his hands in my hair. When I felt his whole body shake when he came, I felt elation and pride. He kissed me like he was starving and I was food and then spooned me, sliding back inside.
“How are you hard again, already?” I breathed and he kissed my shoulder.
“Because you make me hard. Fuck, you’re sexy.”
I’d thought that his ability to get hard repeatedly the last time had something to do with that love punch. Evidently not.
And then we finished off by me riding him slow as his hands roamed over my body, across my breasts, up and down my sides, holding my face, his thumb sliding into my mouth as I sucked on it, and then when we both came, I collapsed onto him and passed out, exhausted, sated, and feeling safe wrapped up in his arms with his cock still inside me, his mouth against my throat.
“Dream of me,” he whispered, his voice tugging me away from sleep.
“You feel like a dream. The best dream. I don’t wanna wake up from it,” I heard myself mumble, and then I fell back to sleep.
-23-
JETTA
I woke up alone again. Well, not totally alone. Banshee was asleep with his head on my belly. I scratched behind his ears and he started to purr.
“You’re a purr machine, aren’t you? Sneaky little polar bear. Daddy doesn’t want you up here.”
“Arooooo” he let out a little howl and then nuzzled into my belly. I smiled big.
“Daddy doesn’t need to know, does he?”
I got up and the big screen that was suspended from the ceiling came down lower and Daxx’s smiling face was on the screen.
“Good morning sleepy little beautiful wife of mine. I’m in the smaller greenhouse, working. In case you miss me.” The screen went dark.
Joy bubbled up inside me. I got dressed in shorts and a t-shirt and put my hair in a ponytail and put my flip flops on. I grabbed a coffee for me and one for him and me and Banshee went down to the beach level and then climbed the stairs. I found him in the greenhouse on the mid-level. It was lush with greenery. He was at a counter examining a plant under what appeared to be a very fancy microscope.
“Hiya,” I greeted and put a coffee beside him and put my own cup to my lips.
He abandoned his task and divested me of my coffee. He then put his arms around me and lifted me off the ground. He put me on the counter beside the coffees and then he put both hands to my jaw and we were making out like honeymooners.
I felt more joy bubble up in me. Honeymooners. That’s what we were! I giggled.
“Baby, that’s a beautiful sound,” he said and kissed my mouth and then kissed my earring.
“Do you have any idea how happy it makes me when I see the color of this?”
I smiled, “I wish yours turned color, too.”
“If it did, it would be shining so bright it’d been seen from space.”
I threw the back of my wrist over my forehead and fake swooned and he lifted me up, smiling big. My knees were weak, though.
“What are you up to in here?” I asked.
“These plants have certain attributes that they need for medicinal qualities. I have to make sure they have them. If they don’t, they go to culinary clients.”
“I see.”
He showed me under the microscope and explained what he was looking for. He then talked about different plants and explained what some of them were known for. It was astonishing. It was no wonder Earth wanted them.
“So, your father wanted you to go into the family business of being in a government position but you started this on your own?”
“I did. I traveled before our women died and studied and always found botany to be fascinating. And medicine, too. My mother likely instilled that in me. And I always enjoyed wine. This property, when it came up, felt perfect. It wasn’t initially a vineyard, it was just the house and I planted the vines and had the greenhouses put in and things went from there. The area felt unique. I saw how lush and healthy the plants were that grew on the cliffs and assumed it would make for good wine and herbs. I was right.”
I hung out with him while he worked and showed me some more of his operation and then he took me back to the house.
“What did you want to do after school?” he asked.
“I didn’t know. I’ve always been fascinated by anthropology but I hadn’t thought that far. Work in a museum. Maybe work in conservation. Teach. I don’t know. I find all of this very fascinating, though. I could help you, maybe.”
“Help me?”
“I don’t know. I could help somehow, maybe. I like to be busy.”
Daxx smiled at me, “I’d love you to help me.”
“I like that you do this. Your family is wealthy and yet you took your own path. It’s really cool.”
“Thanks, baby. I’m beyond glad you approve.” He kissed my hand and then took it and led me back to the house. We ordered breakfast. I had the machine
make us some oatmeal with fruit. The oats were a little bit chewier and nuttier tasting than what I was accustomed to but I liked it a lot.
Daxx took me out on the water, then, on a machine a lot like a Sea-Doo that he called a water cycle and with my arms wrapped around him, he took me out on a tour past the cliffs of the fjord and it was open water ahead dotted with the occasional sailboat. The sailboats were just like the ones at home from a distance but Daxx cut the engine and we jumped in and floated in the water together and he explained that watercraft were quite advanced, with on board navigation systems and that there were some combination vehicles that allowed you to travel on land, water, or in air. Some even served as submarines. He was thinking about purchasing one for us. I liked that idea.
He pointed out a little port in the distance and said it had some nice shops.
“We can go for a shopping trip tomorrow, if you like?” For some extra things for you that you don’t have here.”
“I, uh, didn’t see anything lacking. I don’t need much.” I shrugged.
He kissed me, “It’s amazing. I love that material things don’t matter to you.”
“They do but they’re not the most important thing in the world to me.” I shrugged and he looked at me lovingly.
“What if we go for a trip to town, anyway, so that we can pick up some popcorn. My friend is delayed and won’t be here for a few more days but I know of someone who might be able to supply us with some.”
“That would be awesome,” I told him, floating beside him.
“The retail sector will likely make a comeback in the next few years as women arrive.”
He put his arms around me and kissed me.
“Let’s go home?” I suggested and he smiled.
We spent the afternoon making love. Daxx knew what he was doing in terms of making my body sing --- that was for sure. And then I introduced him to burritos for dinner. He loved them almost as much as he loved pizza.
He introduced me to a phenomenal dessert that was a cross between cake, cheesecake, and pie, I guess, because it had a flaky crust but had cake and then a cheesecake consistency in the middle. And then we watched The Color Purple and Daxx looked goofy cute at the ending. He didn’t bawl like me but he seemed like he got a little bit emotional, too. I saw him looking pissed off a few times during the movie. We made love again.
“Thank you for a beautiful day, Daxx,” I said as we fell asleep.
“Thank you, too, Jetta.” He kissed me.
We were still getting to know one another but I was sure of it: I was in love. He was gorgeous to the point that he made my belly flutter constantly. And he was sweet and bossy in all the right ways so far. He listened to me. He wanted me to be happy. He was crazy about me.
And I still wasn’t ready to think about helping to populate this planet but some day, I’d bet money he would be a great daddy.
-24-
JETTA
Two Days Later
I was sitting on the beach, re-reading one of my favorite books on that e-reader.
Daxx was in his office on a conference call. Banshee was playing fetch by himself with his new toy that we’d got him the day before.
It had been a great few days with me and my hot alpha alien husband. The day before, we’d gone to that little town in his car and he took me into a little novelty and gift shop. The shopkeeper had started bringing in limited stocks of women’s things, which had been scarce due to the fact that he’d said he only had three female customers in his store in the past few years. Daxx was sort of pre-occupied on his phone, messaging back and forth with someone, so the very tall elderly shopkeeper and I wandered the store together while he showed me his wares.
They didn’t have popcorn but we bought some chocolate and I bought a new collar for Banshee. It was purple and I thought it’d be adorable on him. I also bought him a cool fetch toy that was definitely space-age because it was a self-fetching toy for when Banshee had burned us out on the fetch game (he could play for hours). When he put it down it would hurl itself within a specific radius.
I also bought and a nice silky long-sleeved shirt for Daxx that was the same color as his eyes.
After the purchases were put into a bag, we didn’t have to pay on the spot because Daxx had an account there. He told me that his planet had currency the same as we did but that most financial transactions were done electronically as they were at home.
“What did you buy?” He asked when we got into his car, putting his phone away.
I showed him the contents of my bag.
He laughed, “You didn’t buy yourself anything. They didn’t have much for women, I suppose. We’ll try to organize a better shopping trip soon.”
“Naw, I didn’t need anything. And I do get something out of it. I get to see you in that nice shirt. Oh, and I bought a stupid amount of chocolate. Am I really not going to get my period any more? Because I feel like I am about to have it.”
“I don’t think so. It could happen but it’s doubtful.”
“Maybe I’m just bloated because of all the food we’ve been eating. I’ve been eating like a piggy. You have no idea what a burden it has been to have almost ¼ of my life bleeding from my punani since I was 12. Cramps, zits, cravings, mood swings. This is great news.”
I unwrapped a box of chocolates and fed him one and then popped one in my own mouth, deciding that the next day I’d get back on the death treadmill in his gym to counteract the fun we’d had showing one another our favorite foods. You’d think all the sex would’ve washed it out, though.
He tackled me and started kissing me stupid. We made out all the way home. Thankfully the car knew the way because Daxx was more into putting his hands and his mouth all over my boobs than having his eyes on the road.
When we got home, he was ripping my clothes off as soon as we were inside the house and we had sex against the wall in the foyer of the place. He didn’t come until he made me come first. Every time. And he loved getting me off one after the other. It was so fucking hot the way he’d demand, “Again.” He’d started giving my butt a smack as he said it, this dark and sexy look on his face, and that was so smoking hot it made me want to do things to get myself spanked.
And then we immediately had sex in the bedroom, too.
“What on Earth? How can you go again so fast?” I asked afterwards, cuddled up together on the bed.
“What? I don’t understand what that means,” he said, kissing my bare breasts, rubbing his hands all over them as if he was fascinated with them.
“Earth guys need time between hard-ons. You are ready to go immediately after you come. How?”
“Earth is a terrible place. So many hardships for men and women to endure. Uncontrolled fertility. Wait periods during lovemaking. Bleeding punanis. Awful. Do you miss it?”
I shook my head, “Nope.”
“All healthy Phallyxian men have stamina. Although, I don’t want you thinking about other men. Only me.”
“Mmm. I won’t. Only you.” I grabbed his chin and attacked his mouth with mine, “And I hope you don’t find me hideous after you make me bow legged and fat.”
Daxx frowned, “Bow legged?”
“Because my legs are open wide so much…” I explained, running my fingers through his hair.
He laughed heartily and rolled us so that I was on my back. He put both palms to my knees and lifted my legs and was back inside me for another round.
He chose dinner that night and we had fish and vegetables with herbs from his garden. The fish was flaky and light and the vegetables were delicious. Yes, it was healthy, but it was also smothered in cream sauce. The food on this planet rocked, too. And then we had a nice long walk at sunset.
In bed, cuddled up that night, we watched a Phallyxian documentary about life under the sea. It was actually very fascinating. I learned a few more things about my new planet. I also learned about some extremely scary sea creatures that I did not want to come in contact with.
Today,
we had absolutely nothing planned. It was my turn to pick dinner in our game of alternating between Phallyxian and Earth food and I was thinking about a teriyaki stir fry.
I was a little bit bored but kind of enjoying it because it wasn’t often that I had nothing to do but sit in a lounge chair on the beach reading my favorite stories with nothing planned other than letting my devastatingly handsome husband fuck me.
I giggled to myself at that thought but then saw a boat. It had come from around the bend. This was the first time I’d seen any watercraft in this spot. Maybe it was one of the neighbors. Or wait, maybe it was Daxx’s friend coming for wine and bringing us that popcorn.
The boat disappeared. It sank, straight down. I jumped to my feet. Oh no. How many people were on that thing?
Wait a second.
Daxx had said some boats had submarine capabilities. Maybe this one did, too. I shielded my eyes and tried to focus on where I’d seen it go down.
Banshee’s toy sailed by and he chased it out into the water. That fetch toy was a great investment. He’d swam out for it half a dozen times already and I hoped it’d tucker him out. It looked like it had gone way farther than usual this time, though.
I spotted what looked like a periscope, maybe. Okay, so that boat had gone underwater. The periscope looked like it was getting closer.
Someone was swimming. Toward us. And fast. Maybe the sub slash boat was in trouble after all.
I was about to go and call Daxx down when the swimmer rose and was walking.
I frowned.
Lars? That pirate guy who’d fought for me. Was this him?
-25-
DAXX
Daxx had finished on his call with a restaurant and hotel chain owner who wanted more of his herbs and wine and decided to bring a drink to his wife who was sunning and reading at the beach level. When he got downstairs, he heard it. That horrible wailing Banshee did.
Banshee was at the shore, sopping wet. Had he lost his fetch toy?
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