Alien's Bride Book Three

by Yamila Abraham

  Elentinus took out a control unit and pressed some buttons on the side. Inga’s pink collar appeared and then fizzled out.

  “I’ve removed your collar. Nayjoor said he doesn’t want you anymore. He’s destroying your marriage record when he gets home. I’m going to make arrangements for you to join the Earth colony.”

  Joyful tears bubbled up inside me.

  Inga remained derisive. “I’ll believe it when I see it.”

  “I understand your reluctance, but it’s true this time.” He leaned nearer to her. “They left without you.”

  Inga’s lips parted. She looked at Elentinus. “They’re gone?”

  “Yes.”

  “He…won’t come back for me?”

  “I’ve forbidden him from ever returning.”

  Inga searched the table in front of her. Her breathing grew rapid. “You can’t forbid him from getting his wife. He could change his mind.”

  “That won’t happen. We have an agreement.”

  Inga scowled. “What agreement?”

  “I’m allowing him to claim that he unraveled the Aquars’ scheme to rescue you. He’s saying he discovered the pod when we landed on Earth, and that he subsequently traced their signals to my Domestics. He’ll also claim he’s the one who discovered that the collars thwart the Aquars’ rescue attempts. He took the pod back with him as a trophy. He’ll be lauded as the hero who finally put a stop to the theft of our brides. Most importantly, he’ll be able to humiliate me as the fool who was baffled for months by a scheme that took him mere days to uncover.”

  Inga covered her mouth. Her eyes darted around as though she were looking for another excuse not to accept it. Then her tears poured out once again. She shuddered with quiet sobs.

  Elentinus soothed her shoulder. “You’re free, Inga.”

  The proclamation made her sob louder.

  “Return to the guest room and get some sleep.”

  She backed up her chair and rose to obey. After taking one step away she turned around and threw her arms around Elentinus.

  “Thank you.”

  He placed one hand on her back. She broke away, snuffling, and headed for the door. Whore flanked her.

  “Do you know the way?”

  Inga nodded. “I’m just thirsty and tired.”

  “Go with her, Kang,” I said.

  My Domestic sped to his little robot elevator so he could meet her outside Elentinus’ door. I rubbed my weary face with my hand once they were gone.

  “I’m sorry you had to do that, husband.”

  He took a deep breath through his nostrils. “It bothers me only slightly. The other council members will mock me, but that was their custom anyway. The evidence we have now is a boon to the empire. It doesn’t matter if it comes from me or Nayjoor. We’ll benefit all the same.”

  I felt so wrung out I was dizzy on my feet. “Is there going to be war?”

  “No. But we’re going to expose their activities to their allies and demand the stolen brides be returned. If they don’t comply we’ll have every right to assault their home world. I doubt they’ll take that risk.”

  “What’s going to happen to the retrieved brides?” Whore said.

  He frowned. “I don’t know. That’s something we’ll have to vote on.” He rubbed my back. “I’ll suggest they be placed in the Earth colony, Maritza.”

  I forced a smile for half a second. Tears were still built up behind my eyes. “Inga’s going to tell the people there that I betrayed them. That…that I’m a traitor to my own race.”

  “Who cares,” Whore said.

  I looked at him.

  “You’re not one of them anymore. You’re a Dak-Hiliah noblewoman.”

  The urge to cry grew even stronger. Maybe after the dust settled I could be happy I’d proven my worth to Whore. Right now all I felt was pain.

  Elentinus drew me against him. “It’s true, Maritza. You’re not of those people. You’re my wife. You belong to the Dak-Hiliah Empire.” He soothed my hair. “And I’m sure it’s little consolation, but they hate me also. We’ll be despised as a couple.”

  One syllable of a laugh broke free from my chest. When I met my husband’s eyes I saw he looked as weary and tormented as I did.

  I buried myself in his arms.

  ***

  I woke up late the next morning with what felt like an emotional hang-over. Elentinus remained fast asleep. I put my head back in the crook of his shoulder and let myself pass out for another couple of hours.

  The second time I awakened I saw Elentinus’ eyes were open. We heard footsteps nearby. Elentinus opened our curtain to reveal Whore pacing in front of our bed.

  “Oh, good.” He had a tablet in one hand. “You’re awake.”

  “You were stomping,” Elentinus said.

  Whore tossed him the tablet. “You need to be aware of a few things, master.”

  I huddled near to see the tablet screen. My messy-haired wedding picture with Elentinus (which looked to be nicely retouched) was above an article. Elentinus scrolled the text up. A flattering picture of Nayjoor appeared on the right. The two of us read together in silence.

  A great event has unfolded upon the Celestial Yacht of our Lord Elentinus, which is currently in orbit above Slave-Planet Earth. Our Lord Nayjoor paid a visit to Lord Elentinus with his Earth bride, Inga. During his stay, Lord Nayjoor uncovered a plot by our devious enemies, the Aquars. They sought to steal Inga through a small vessel attached to the belly of the yacht, unbeknownst to Lord Elentinus. Lord Nayjoor, through the assistance of Lord Elentinus’ heroic Earth bride Maritza, discovered the vessel before Inga could disable her protective collar to board it. The most shocking of all is that our own precious robots were drawn into the Aquars’ nefarious scheme. Maritza showed Lord Nayjoor how Lord Elentinus’ domestics were hacked to allow the Aquars to contact both her and Inga. It has also been proven that the Aquars could not have obtained Inga so long as her force-field collar was active. Hail to Lord Nayjoor and Maritza for exposing the methods of this most repulsive Dak-Hiliah enemy. It’s a testament to our new era of Pakpo that such good luck befalls our honorable High Councilmen. A full report, along with technological evidence is being sent to the allies of the Aquars in order to…

  “They’re really highlighting my treachery,” I said.

  “The article is informing the empire that you’re no longer an ‘Earth Bride,’” Whore said. (He’d perched himself on the side of the bed). “But are one of the Dak-Hiliah, now.”

  “It’s true,” Elentinus said. “I’m pleased Nayjoor kept his promise to honor you. It makes my humiliation worth it.”

  My pursed lips skewed to one side. ‘Honor’ was a relative thing here. It wasn’t going to be easy to embrace my role as a traitor. I had to keep reminding myself of why I did it. The internal conflict I felt now would have been nothing compared to the horror of causing the Dak-Hiliah to launch a full-scale war on the Aquars. Besides that, Inga was going to get to live in the nice Earth colony, free from torture. I’d done the right thing. I believed that with every fiber of my being.

  We focused on the article a few minutes more. It said that Elentinus must be relieved to finally know how his first wife had been taken. I didn’t read anything that should cause Elentinus humiliation, but I could tell this came from a propaganda machine. They weren’t going to say anything that would shame their leaders. Elentinus’ colleagues would be experts at reading between the lines. I’m sure Nayjoor boasted to ensure Elentinus’ shame.

  “I queued up something more you should read,” Whore said.

  Elentinus moved it to the next screen. This looked more like an email. Pakpo was outraged over news that some men were using the force-field collars to discipline their wives. It was a long rambling letter that I had to struggle through to eventually get to the point: shocking brides was now forbidden.

  “Oh thank God,” I said.

  Elentinus smiled. He moved on to the next screen.

  My face had b
een cut out of our wedding photo and blown up to illustrate another article. This one took a moment for me to decipher. The square characters weren’t Dak-Hiliah writing. I still found myself able to read it.

  The title was: ‘The Galaxy’s Greatest Traitor.’

  I groaned. Either the Aquars or one of their allies had decided to write a hate piece on me. They were quoting facts from the first article we read, but painting me, Elentinus, and the entire Dak-Hiliah Empire as villians. I was the worst of them all because I’d sold-out my home world. Elentinus clicked off the tablet before I could read the whole thing.

  “They’re petty, vindictive little worms,” Elentinus said. “All the Alliance worlds agreed to respect our surrender agreement. They happily fail to mention they violated this.”

  “I saved their asses.”

  Elentinus laughed. “That you did.” He glanced at Whore. “Anything else?”

  “Just Inga, master. How soon before we can get rid of her?”

  “Yeah,” I said. “I want it to go back to just the three of us.”

  Elentinus mussed my hair and then leaned back to yawn. “I’ll call the colony later today.”

  “You’re not going to give Nayjoor a replacement bride from there, are you?” I said.

  “No. He lost the privilege of having a wife.”

  I snuggled against him. “Good.”

  Whore rose with a cunning look on his face. “I’ll leave you two alone.”

  Elentinus winked at him. I laughed.

  Physically, I still felt beaten up by everything that happened. Mentally, I was deeply embedded in my happy place: safe with Elentinus. Yes, I was a traitor to Earth. That would be my cross to bear now, no matter what my reasons were. Yes, my husband was the king of an evil alien race. People from the outside could see it as black and white as that. I was in the thick of it, deep in the grey area. Every time I questioned whether I was allowed to love someone like Elentinus, he proved he was good and he was worthy. This was never going to be an ideal situation. At least I was able to nudge things in the right direction at my husband’s side.

  This was where I belonged.

  E * P * I * L * O * G * U * E

  I put my hand against the gestation tube and squinted. “It doesn’t look much bigger.”

  Elentinus gave me a dubious look. “Of course not. It’s only been fourteen days.”

  I pouted. “Oh.”

  He put his arm around me and led me out of the infirmary. “Speaking of which, you should be ovulating again any time now.”

  I glanced at him just in time to catch a lascivious little brow lift.

  “Ah, geez.”

  He put a hand on my butt to push me down the corridor to the elevator. I’d been trying to get him to hold out longer between sex sessions. For a while I managed to cut down to every other day. Yesterday was my first try to get him to wait two days. I guess I was pushing it.

  He threw me on the bed, ripped open my dress, and then ripped open my bra.

  “Let’s get wild.” Elentinus licked his lips.

  I looked up at him past my exposed boobs. “How do I even have any clothes left?”

  He ripped my dress the rest of the way off and yanked off the girdle panties. “The Tailors make you more.” He tossed my shredded clothes off the bed.

  “Tailors?” I said as he stripped rapidly. “More robots?”

  He grabbed my breasts and gave a wet kiss to one nipple. “We have robots for everything.” He lavished my other breast with the same hot kiss.

  Apparently two days was long for me, also. I was already getting a stagger to my breath.

  “There was something…something I meant to ask you a long time ago.”

  Elentinus spread buttery kisses over my torso. I knew his hand was going to dive for the prize soon. The anticipation made my legs squirm.

  “Whore said if you named a Domestic they’ll want to have sex with you.”

  He lifted his head up suddenly. There was a scary gleam in his eyes followed by a slow-forming grin.

  “It sounds like you’re ready for something new.”

  I sat up with my jaw dropped. “We’re not having a 3-way with Kang!”

  I heard the whir of tires rolling outside our curtain. Uh-oh. I shouldn’t have shouted his name.

  “Mistress?” Kang said

  “Nothing, Kang!”

  “Just a moment, Kang,” Elentinus said.

  I went to punch him, but he grabbed my wrist.

  He leaned close to whisper against my lips. “When you name a Domestic and constantly interact with them you expand their intellectual capabilities. They’ll want to serve you in every possible way.”

  I was aghast. “Not. Kang.”

  I heard another whir. Kang rolled up right next to me just outside the curtain.

  “Why not, mistress?”

  I scrambled away from him. “Oh my God!”

  Elentinus caught me around my middle. I tried to wriggle free. We wrestled a little while and then he pinned me underneath him.

  “Relax.”

  “No robot sex!”

  He gave me a deep wet kiss. Our tongues slid together briefly. He pulled back with a final moist peck.

  “Trust me.”

  “Ugh.” I puffed out my breath and ceased resistance.

  After the whole episode with Inga, he’d dropped hints he was hurt I hadn’t trusted him enough to tell him about the Aquars earlier. He knew I regretted keeping secrets from him, so he never confronted me. Trust remained a sore spot for us. The phrase became his trump card. Once he said it I had to give in.

  Elentinus rubbed his hands over my breasts. He teased my nipples with his forefingers until even the areolas got wrinkled and perked. My breathing grew deeper. He climbed off me to sit with his back against a pillow. I was drawn into his lap with my back against him and legs open. His cock pushed between my legs, against my damp slit, and rubbed up and down. I closed my eyes to focus on the smooth organ mashing my clit. In a short while his cock gleamed with my wetness.

  “Kang,” Elentinus said softly.

  My eyes opened and I tensed.

  “Stay outside the curtain. Stick your appendages up underneath it.”

  Appendages!

  “What would you like first, master?”

  Was he talking slower than usual?

  “Your choice.”

  I heard a metal creak and then the whirring of a little motor. A long tentacle covered in metal rings snaked under the curtain and onto the bed. The solid tube was the diameter of my wrist, but was tipped with something barely the width of my index finger. It looked like a long rubber feather. Elentinus grasped it right below the attachment.

  “Lovely. An anal tickler.”

  My eyes widened. “Oh my God, Elentinus.”

  His fist clutched all my hair at the nape. He pulled so my face tipped back to look at him.

  “’Elentinus’ is it?”

  I met his severe gaze with a disrespectful sneer.

  “Yeah. Elentinus. Or how about Elen-dip-wad?”

  He threw me over his lap and gave me the vigorous spanking I was after. His strikes weren’t full strength. I’d get red, but never bruised. He hit just hard enough to leave tingly heat over both swells of flesh. The slaps made my toes curl and hole clench. I loved the thrill of being completely in his power. Elentinus’ erotic dominance was something I’d never grow tired of.

  Once I’d been sufficiently disciplined he rubbed both sensitized cheeks. My eyes rolled back in ecstasy. It was like the spanking had brought all my endorphins to the surface of my skin and now he rubbed them free. The massage gave me rapturous shivers and a heat in my stomach. He reached under to rub the bisected mound between my legs. I hissed and my shoulders jolted.

  “Lubricant,” Elentinus said.

  A thick warm liquid dripped out of the tube onto my ass. I tensed up with anticipation. Just as I expected, Elentinus started rubbing the lube against my tender asshole. I kicked the bed with
both feet. My tingly hole sent shocks of ecstasy through my whole pelvis. The nerves there were so alert after a spanking. My nipples felt hard as rocks and my clitoris was twinging. I had to grasp the blankets with both fists to keep from wriggling free.

  He worked his finger inside of me, something he’d done enough times before for there to be very little pain. This just amplified the ticklish pleasure. My face contorted.

  “Ahh!”

  “Turn it on, Kang.”

  My eyes widened at the sound of buzzing. I looked back and saw that the anal tickler thing was vibrating so fast it was a grey blur. Elentinus pulled his finger out of me and I gasped. I clung to the mattress with all my strength to brace myself.

  It buzzed against the wrinkled opening of my hole first. My face contorted once again. I felt like my nerve endings were getting overloaded. I couldn’t resist clenching all my muscles.

  Elentinus still managed to push the oiled thing inside me.

  “Ahhh! Uh!”

  I started kicking the bed again. The vibrations were tickling all my neither regions. I felt a droplet escape my slit. The pleasure riot was way too intense. I tried to roll free, but Elentinus clutched my hip. He drew the toy in and out of me for half a minute, mashing it against every delicate nerve ending.

  “Uh! I can’t…! Ngh!”

  “Alright, Kang. Switch it off.”

  The thing became still inside me. My muscles slackened and I tried to catch my breath. Pleasure throbs still wracked my tender backside.

  Elentinus pulled it out. He shoved his hand into the hood of my cooch to feel how wet I’d gotten.

  “Hh!”

  I was so worked up I could have spontaneously orgasmed right on his hand. Fortunately, he pulled it away. Elentinus lifted me to sit with my back against him as before. His hard cock was stretching out on the bed between my legs. He started fondling my breasts with both hands.

  “Give me something for her front. Something that doesn’t penetrate.”

  “Certainly, master.”

  The first tube slide off the bed while simultaneously being replaced by a second one. This time the metal tentacle had a shiny black ball the size of a baseball on the end.

  “Ready to come?”