Alien Alphas: Twenty-Three Naughty Sci-Fi Romance Novellas

by Grace Goodwin

  “How do you think I should punish my naughty slave for leaving my side without permission?” Edagon whispered and she shivered. Without thinking, her hands flew to protect her backside and she looked away, embarrassed.

  “A spanking! Good idea, Aubrie. Come here,” he commanded. She saw him open a drawer beside the bed and pull out a black leather paddle.

  She hesitated for a long moment.

  “If I have to come over there and fetch you, not only are you going to get your bottom paddled, but I’ll add my belt to the mix to truly teach you what happens to naughty humans,” he warned and she shivered.

  Her clit throbbed and her legs felt weak with desire.

  What was wrong with her? Why did his threats of spanking turn her on so much?

  Her feet moved toward him of their own accord.

  “Edagon,” she breathed as she approached him.

  He grabbed her wrist and tossed her over his knees, locking one leg around hers so her bottom lay high in the air and her thighs were spread, exposing her already very wet pussy to his view. His fingers edged at her secret folds, gliding across her arousal with such ease that she whined with shame.

  “Look at this, my woman is looking forward to being taught a lesson by her master, isn’t she?” he said nonchalantly and she felt a flush rush hotly over her face.

  He circled her clit then and she keened, embarrassed at her body’s wanton reaction.

  “Ask me to punish you, bad girl,” he directed and she moaned. A ball of need knotted at the bottom of her spine, and she shivered from the intensity of it.

  “Oh, God, please, Master. Please punish me,” she begged.

  His fingers left her pussy and she whined out loud. Her clit pulsed at his absence, wanting him to continue, to allow her release.

  “Bad girls don’t get to come yet, slave,” he warned and she shivered with anticipation.

  His fingers traced the cleft of her ass.

  “You’ve been very bad, Aubrie. You leave me no choice but to punish this bottom inside and out,” he said, unable to mask his own desire.

  She heard him rummaging around in his nightstand drawer again and she tried to turn her head to see, but a sharp smack on her right bottom cheek reminded her that she was no longer in charge. Straightening her body, she waited, keenly aware of just how naked she was and just how much her bottom already hurt.

  Then he took his hand and spread her bottom cheeks wide enough so that she had no doubt he was staring at her virgin rosebud. She struggled, not wanting him to see her most private of places, but with his leg over hers, there was no escaping his strength.

  A wet slippery liquid plopped on top of her tight rosette and she couldn’t help but whine out loud as he began to smooth it over her rim of muscle. Slowly he pressed against her channel and she fought him as much as she could. Clenching her cheeks together, she wrestled against his advances but he was relentless. Eventually, his thumb breached her bottom hole and she cried out at the foreign invasion. It hurt far more than she had expected as he stretched her rosette for the very first time.

  His thumb pumped in and out of her bottom and she keened from it.

  “You were a very bad girl now, Aubrie, weren’t you,” he coaxed her, all the while pressing in and out of her bottom.

  “Yes, Master,” she replied, feeling a sheen of sweat come over her.

  “Do you know how I felt? When I saw that man point his gun at you?”

  “No, sir,” she whined.

  “It terrified me. I realized that I would do whatever I had to do to keep you safe and protect you from harm. I also realized that I needed to be firmer with my woman to teach her that she was meant to be by my side and stay there,” he said and she stilled, feeling his digit work its way deeper into her bottom.

  “You care if I live or die?” she asked in disbelief.

  “I care very much, Aubrie. By the end of your punishment today, you will have no doubts as to how I feel for you. Do you understand?” he responded.

  His thumb left her stretched bottom and she yelped when a glass tip replaced it.

  “You’re going to take this whole plug deep in your bottom and then you’re going to get spanked, little girl. Then I’m going to fuck this naughty cunt of yours and teach you that you are forever mine. Understand?”

  She shook with fear, desire, confusion, and anticipation.

  “Yes, Master,” she whispered and the ruthless assault on her bottom hole continued. He spread her cheeks wide and pushed the plug deeper, stretching her further than she had ever felt before. It burned hotly and she cried out from the strange aching sensation.

  The base of the plug seemed impossibly large as Edagon pressed it into her and she whined forlornly at its advance. It felt like it was splitting her in two and she shook from the effort it took to take it.

  “Please, Master. No more,” she wailed but that didn’t stop him.

  Finally, after it felt like her bottom had been stretched to its max, the plug popped into place. It felt strange and heavy, a constant reminder of his mastery over her body. He placed his palm over top of the base, pressing it further into her and she whimpered.

  “You’ll take what I give you, human,” he said.

  The rough pads of his fingers once again delved between her legs, discovering just how wet she was. There was something utterly enticing about his ownership of her bottom hole, despite the forbidden nature of it. Her body hummed with her lust, every nerve ending ablaze with passion and want. Her pussy clenched in desperation, achingly empty.

  She needed him to touch her.

  His hand left the vicinity of the naked vulnerable skin of her ass and smacked her right bottom cheek. She stiffened as the sharp sound of skin slapping skin rang out deafeningly loud, and yelped when the sting of it finally hit her. She didn’t remember it hurting that much the first time. In fact, she only remembered how good he’d made her feel afterward.

  He showed no mercy to her poor defenseless and exposed backside, repeatedly punishing all over her ass and down her thighs. In no time at all, she was promising to behave, all the while quite aware of the growing need centered in her core.

  She tried to kick, but his legs held her still. Her bottom burned, feeling as though a thousand bees had stung her cheeks. When he finally paused, she breathed a sigh of relief, hoping that her punishment had finally ended.

  The bed jostled beneath them and a cool smooth object grazed over her bottom.

  “What’s that?” she whimpered.

  “I’m guessing you’ve never felt a paddle before, Aubrie, have you?”

  “No, sir,” she said, her voice shaking with nerves.

  “I’ve warmed you up with my palm for the real punishment. Now, you’re going to learn that I am your master and you will never dare to leave me ever again,” he said.

  The paddle lit into her backside then, the leather surface biting into her flesh and searing its painful message into her skin. If she thought he had been harsh before with just his hand, she was dead wrong. He attacked from the top of her ass to mid-thigh, spending an inordinate amount of time punishing the sensitive patch of skin on the underside of her bottom. She tried to kick, she tried to struggle, but she couldn’t escape the terrifying accuracy of every blow.

  “Think about how I felt when I saw that gun pointed at you, Aubrie.”

  The paddle fell a few more times, tattooing its message deep into her flesh.

  “I rescued you from certain death at the hands of some monster at that auction. I’ve cared for you, protected you, and you repay me by running off? Did you think about how I would feel if I lost you?”

  “You don’t care about me. I’m just a slave to you,” she cried softly, tears beginning to roll down her cheeks.

  “No, Aubrie, you’re not just a slave. You’re my woman and I intend to teach you exactly what that means,” he roared. She sobbed at the emotion in his voice.

  He threw down the paddle and spanked her again with his palm, on
ly this time, he used much more force so that it reverberated deep into her core, causing her pussy to throb with her need. Her blood boiled as he spanked her and she moaned at the feeling of it. Every smack pushed the plug in her bottom deeper, making her keenly aware of just how wet it had made her. No one had ever touched her forbidden channel before and he had taken it. And she had loved it.

  “Please forgive me,” she begged. At once, she was overwhelmed with her feelings, with the betrayal of Earth, with her fear and confusion, with her confusion toward Edagon, and her heart shattered. She cried, the tears falling down her cheeks faster than ever. He gripped her by the hips and lifted her so that she sat in his lap. Curling his arms around her, he held her as she cried, as the emotions and shock of the day were wrung out of her with wild abandon.

  “I will always forgive you, my sweet human,” he murmured then.

  “They were going to kill me. I didn’t know,” she whispered into his neck.

  “I know, baby. I know.”

  “Why did you save me? Why didn’t you just let me die? Why do you continue to protect an enemy of your people?”

  Gripping her hair by the nape of her neck, he lifted her off his lap then and threw her down on the bed, so that she landed on her back. He wasn’t gentle or kind about kicking her legs wide open with his knees as he unbuttoned his slacks.

  His cock came into view then and she licked her lips, remembering the taste of it on her tongue. He climbed over her, gathering her wrists in one of his hands and holding them over her head. The head of his shaft pressed against her entrance for a very short moment before his hips surged forward, claiming her in one powerful swoop.

  Crying at the roughness of it, Aubrie quivered as her pussy tensed and fought to accommodate his massive girth but he didn’t give her time to adjust. Instead, he took her hard and fast, meeting little resistance with how wet she was after her spanking.

  Her wrists bound by his touch and his other hand on her waist, she moaned at his mastery of her. His cock felt like velvet-encased iron, taking her without mercy as he fucked her. She rocked her hips in tune with his, groaning as he took her, claimed her as his.

  “Why didn’t you let me die?” she pressed, her voice husky with her lust.

  He bent down then, his lips devouring her as though she was a delectable dessert that he couldn’t get enough of. She kissed him back, rolling her hips, taking him deeper than before. With the plug in her bottom, she felt fuller than ever and it made his massive cock seem even bigger.

  “Why do you care?”

  He pulled back then and stared into her eyes. “Because I love you, woman. You’re mine.”

  “You can’t mean that, Edagon. You can’t,” she argued, her voice shaking.

  He snaked his hands under her armpits and lifted her up, so that he held her weight in his arms. Bouncing her up and down on his cock, he grinned as she moaned, losing all ability to speak.

  One of his hands ventured in between her thighs, pressing against her clit, circling it and owning it as she shook with need. The slow and steady simmer of passion came to a full blaze in that moment, as he kissed her, claiming every single part of her as his. His tongue ventured in between her lips, caressing hers as he pumped his cock in and out of her.

  Every muscle in her body tensed as she screamed with her lust. She wound her arms around his neck, holding on for dear life as she felt herself hurtling toward the edge of a cliff and into a deep, dark pleasurable abyss. Her eyes rolled back into her head and she panted as the knot inside her core squeezed tighter and tighter.

  “Come,” he said and that single word shattered her.

  She trembled with her orgasm, her body burning red hot as she struggled to draw a breath into her lungs. He pinched her clit then, and she felt her body fracture, rolling from one orgasm to the next. She lost control of herself, allowing him to dictate how long and how many times he would grant her release. It was glorious.

  His hand squeezed her punished bottom and she shivered, remembering his alpha nature to take her in hand. Lost in her euphoria, she trembled as he took her as he pleased. He groaned in her ear and she hugged him close, feeling his muscles tighten with his own release. The moment his hot seed spurted deep inside her, her vision darkened as a third and final orgasm tore through her.

  Her fingers scraped against his back as she held on for dear life, as his cock caressed her insides, stroking her to completion. When the last tendrils of her orgasm left her shaking, he held her close, almost as if he’d known she’d be unable to support herself.

  Exhaustion won over her as he placed a chaste kiss on her lips.

  “I mean it. I love you, sweet human. You’d do well to remember that.”

  “I love you too,” she murmured quietly as sleep claimed her then. And she meant it too.

  Chapter Seven

  The next morning, Edagon woke with his human still asleep in his arms. He watched her delicate features as she slept, her wavy chestnut locks cascading down her back, her long eyelashes twitching with her dreams and her plump pink lips just begging for him to kiss her. She was so strong, so very strong that it woke something deep inside him.

  He had meant what he said the night before. The moment that man had raised his gun in her direction, he had seen red. He had wanted to rip the man’s head from his shoulders right where he stood, but instead, for Aubrie’s sake, he had simply used his UX756, a device meant to debilitate and paralyze his enemies. It had taken more self-control then he had thought he had.

  The humans had no defense against it. They had probably not even known of its existence in the Venassathi arsenal. The humans didn’t know a lot of things actually.

  He sighed. He didn’t particularly enjoy killing anyone and he didn’t like seeing anyone die needlessly. Especially ignorant humans sending their troops to the slaughter.

  Furrowing his head, he rolled over gently, racking his brain for a solution. He had to know more. He had to know why Earth had senselessly sent Aubrie and her soldiers to almost certain death. He had to know why they thought it necessary to kill her.

  As quietly as he could, he left the bed and made sure she didn’t stir in his absence. Pulling on a pair of jeans, he went to his office, opening up his own personal command center. He punched a few directives into the holographic screen with his fingers and heard the sounds of his printer come to life. Then he pulled up a few files his own intelligence had gathered on the current leader of Earth, President Rayne.

  He was not surprised to see that there was much suspicion of the man’s dirty politics and how deep his corruption had furrowed. There was mention of his greed and how if certain members of society contributed to his campaign funds, they were suddenly given certain special privileges, such as space on interstellar space stations. He printed all that too. Anything of interest, he collected, intent on finding out the truth.

  After he finished gathering information, he designed a unique set of clothing. In a matter of moments, he had a Venassathi military uniform in his hands, black and gray, except designed in the shape of a certain little human female. After a quick inspection, he deemed that it was well executed and would fit her body perfectly. Second, he picked up the files he had gathered and made his way back to the bedroom.

  He strode back into the bedroom to see his pretty vixen blinking awake. The flushed look on her face made him want to ravish her in bed all day, but he had more pressing matters to attend to and he needed her fully clothed in order to do so.

  “Get up. I have a surprise for you,” he commanded, and she looked at him with wide eyes. As she sat up, he grinned when he saw the look of realization come over her face at the presence of the plug still nestled deep within her channel.

  “Will you, can I...” she began and he shook his head.

  “No. You’ll wear that today to remind you that I own every inch of you. I have a feeling you may need that reminder, considering what I have in mind,” he chuckled and her mouth parted a little in shock.
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br />   “Here, put this on,” he said, handing her the clothes he had just created for her. The look of awe on her face warmed his heart. He admired her naked form as she dressed and she looked away bashfully.

  Reaching around her throat, he unclasped the collar and allowed it to fall to the floor. He sat down on the bed beside her and passed her the files.

  He didn’t say anything for a long time as she read them. He watched her face fall at first, and then saw the anger brewing deep inside her. She looked at him then, furious at his discovery.

  “They sent us to the slaughter. Venassathi was never meant to attack us. We were never supposed to survive that battle. With this information, I could skewer President Rayne. That’s why they wanted to kill me. With you by my side, it was only a matter of time before I connected the dots.”

  He took her hand in his then, letting her know that she had his full support.

  “I’m afraid that looks to be the case. Regardless of if that’s true or not, I want to give you the chance to save your people, to tell them not to attack anyone anymore, to tell them they have no chance if they do. I’ve seen the strength in your eyes and I know how hard you’ve worked to achieve your status as commander on Earth. For that reason, I’m going to strip away your slave status and make you my second in command. I want to make you my deputy commander, Aubrie. Do you accept?”

  She was silent for a long moment before he saw her tenacity return with a vengeance.

  “I would be happy to, sir,” she whispered quietly, unable to hide the smile of exuberance that quickly overwhelmed her features.

  He dressed then in his commanding officer’s uniform as she admired the slim fit of her own. He guided her down to the command center with him, this time with her arm safely in his, rather than her body thrown over his shoulder as he had before. He noticed that her shoulders were held high, her back straight and proud as she once again took on the role she’d worked so hard to attain back on Earth. She was a military commander.