by T. J. Quinn
Gil Ra was acting like a whole new woman. Happiness had brought her teasing spirit out, and she dared a lot more, caressed a lot more, and allowed her feelings to show. It was a huge pleasure seeing her like that, so free, so happy and that only made him happier.
Gil Ra pushed Colborn closer, eager to feel him, to share all the pleasure he was giving her. For the first time, she felt free to show him just how much she loved him, without holding anything back. She kissed him, ran the tip of her fingers down the scales showing on his neck, caressed his strong arms and scrolled her hands up and down his chest.
When he finally reached her pussy and spread her legs for him, she was more than ready for him, and her wet folds were the proof of it.
He pushed two fingers inside her while he leaned down and circled her throbbing clit with his amazing tongue making her gasp for air.
“Oh… please…” she moaned, and he speeded his thrusts inside her, working harder and faster on her clit.
He wanted her to come, and he would succeed, no doubt. She could feel the orgasm building inside her reaching unmeasurable size. She buried her fingers on his mane, pulling him closer to her moaning and whimpering and when he grazed his sharp fangs over her clit, she simply exploded. Wave after wave of raw pleasure rushed through her whole body as she shuddered and moaned.
While she was still swirling throw the turmoil of passion, he crouched between her legs and pushing them against her chest, he thrust his cock deep inside, ripping a sob of sheer pleasure from her lips.
She had never experienced so much pleasure, and it overwhelmed her to the point tears rolled down her face.
Colborn exploded deep inside her, feeling how his whole body shuddered as he poured his essence. Pleasure and bliss combined washed over him, making him collapse on her.
He could stay like this forever, buried deep inside her, locked in her arms.
A few minutes later, when the waves subsided a bit, he saw the tears on her face, but this time he didn’t worry. The smile on her face told him everything. His válkana was happy, and so was he.
The Slythonians gathered the women they had come to get and soon they were on their way back to Zuvrak.
Gil Ra suggested going to talk with the women, but neither Colborn nor Rurik agreed with her suggestion.
“They need time to assimilate all that has happened to them, and though you’re happy with your life right now, I’m sure that wasn’t what you first felt.” The captain explained. “They’ll consider you a traitor for not warning them or preventing us from taking them.” He warned her, and she had to admit they had a point.
The truth was, she wasn’t very happy with the abduction of those women, even though she had found the happiness she would have never known back on Earth. It still felt wrong, and she wished the drogons were able to solve their problem without having to resort to such acts.
So, she stayed away from the women and instead dedicated all the time she could to enjoy her baby girl. It was amazing how fast she was growing up but what amazed her most was the love Colborn gave her baby.
He had fallen for her completely, and there was nothing more heart melting than watching a man his size carrying Nari around.
Their arrival at Zuvrak was highly celebrated, not only for the women they were bringing but for Nari. As Colborn had warned her, the arrival of the baby girl caused a great commotion. People seemed to see the little baby the hope they had been looking for.
The planet felt more like home than ever, and Gil Ra was finally in peace.
Life was worth living, and she couldn’t ask for more.
The end
Dream Alien
The Narovian Mates Prequel
Clarissa Lake
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Copyright © 2017 by Clarissa Lake
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CONTENTS
PROLOGUE
One
Two
Three
Four
Five
Six
Seven
Eight
Nine
Ten
Eleven
Excerpt from Asgar Drogon General
Excerpt from PSION Mates
PROLOGUE
Chaytok (shay’tok) Larrin ran through all the checks on his starship for a third time while he was waiting for lift off clearance at the Narovian Starport on the outskirts of Narov. It was a busy day at the Starport which was adjacent to the city airport. There were about two dozen starships waiting in the queue. Chaytok’s was number fourteen with about one lift off per hour since dawn.
He’d already waited months, a few more hours would make little difference. All that mattered that he was leaving finally.
Chaytok had returned to Narova after serving in the United Alliance of Planets combined military defense force. Outsiders had tried to take over one of the colonies in the Alliance had been terraforming for a thousand years. Colonists from the Alliance were already in route with a small fleet of settlers.
The terraforming had cost so much and had taken so long, the Alliance was not just going to hand it over to some alien faction. They had taken a barren planet in a yellow dwarf system and made habitable for humans and humanoids of various species. The Alliance had offered to compromise and allow the aliens to settle there as well if they would join the Alliance and abide by their laws.
Instead, the Efargans attacked the landing parties that were comprised of construction crews. Their lightly armed security teams were no match for heavily armed cyborg warriors. Two-thirds of the crews had been slaughtered by the time the Alliance battle cruisers arrived with the special ground forces.
Chaytok was one of that elite regiment, also a trained shuttle pilot. They were not cyborgs but wore state of the art, enhanced armor that put them on better than equal ground with the Efargan cyborgs. They fought hard and won, but the cost in casualties was high. Chaytok had been one of them. If not for his cousin Jecklin Fantis who dragged him back to the escape shuttle, Chaytok Larrin would be dead.
Six months recovery time on his home world Narova was more than enough to make him restless to get back in space. While modern medicine had returned him back to physical fitness to perform his duties, it also gave him the opportunity to opt out of the service, that and the number of combat time he’d accumulated.
He was ready to make a new life for himself, but the six months he’d been back on Narova showed him clearly that it was no place for him. It was way too civilized a man like Chaytok after the things he had seen and done. The most important thing for him to do all day was to entertain himself. The family farm and business were primarily automated.
On Narova, Chaytok Larrin was just was just another wealthy feline heir with a huge trust fund. After his return from service in the Defense Force, he received full control of it and bought a ship with part of the funds. The rest saved to buy land on one of the more recently opened colonial worlds and begin a family of his own.
So far, the Narovian Matchmaking Agency had not found his meomee---his fated mate or true mate. Chaytok was of a feline humanoid race that evolved on Narova before homo sapiens had been seeded there by a far older race. The Narovian Matchmaking Agency find mates for felines by DNA matching for complementary subjects. It is the opposite of familial matching. The service seeks a mate
that will produce offspring with the best genes from each parent. Testing is voluntary, though most Narovians participate, because meomee matches with feline guarantee a lifelong monogamous, loving relationship.
The Narovian agency was processing DNA from Earthers under the guise of ancestral evaluation, but again if was voluntary and somewhat costly for ordinary working people. Participation was random, so Chaytok was not surprised that no match was found.
His parents weren’t meomee so he didn’t consider it necessary to make a family. He was more concerned about building a home to shelter the family before making one.
But first, he had to get off Narova. Finally, his turn to lift off came. His ship was an older model, retrofitted with newer technology. It saved him funds he would need for land and a dwelling on Vesta Three. All systems were in working order according to the ship’s AI and his manual checks. He wasted no time giving the AI the lift off order. Within minutes he was in space and heading toward Vesta Three to make his new home.
This was new territory for Chaytok. He was a good pilot and navigator in familiar sectors, but he was in unfamiliar territory. About two weeks into the trip he discovered he was off course and there was a part failing in his star drive. The glitches weren’t directly related. There had been a power surge to the AI that caused the incorrect course and the part in his star drive had been deemed in good condition during the rebuild. That’s what he for cutting corners. But his reasoning was sound. Now he wished he’s waited for a passenger freighter. That would have saved even more money than buying his own meager little ship.
Chaytok weighed that factor in, too. Getting a direct transport to Vesta Three was a longshot. He could have been stranded somewhere even hard to find transport to an outlying colony. Nor could he have brought the amount of cargo he now carried on his own ship.
When he found his trajectory would take him close to the Earth-Sol system, he was partly relieved because the Alliance had a large base on Mars. He gave up hope of landing there when he found how far Mars orbit was in relationship to Earth’s. He would need to go to Earth, close to his last choice. At least there was an Alliance presence there, and his cloaking tech was working.
One
What a gorgeous day, Alexa James thought as she led her big red gelding from the barn. The sky was bright blue without a cloud to be seen on that warm September morning. It was perfect weather for a leisurely ride through the woods on her property and into the public forest. Jetson stood patiently in the barnyard while Alexa mounted and seated herself atop the western style saddle. She urged him forward into a canter to the trail that began as two tracks etched in the dirt with a strip of grass down the middle. As she rode deeper into the forest, the trail became solid hard packed dirt.
Alexa needed the diversion to clear her head after she got the notice that Lawrence was released from prison. She had a restraining order against him, but a piece of paper wouldn't stop him from coming after her. He blamed her because she pressed charges after he kidnapped her, beat and terrorized her until she agreed to have sex with him. She finally escaped when he fell asleep. The case pleaded out so he would only serve up to seven years. With time off for good behavior, he got out in four. After what he did, she couldn't believe she ever thought she loved him.
At first, he seemed like a caring lover, but after they had become exclusive, the facade started to crumble. Lawrence became jealous and controlling. He had to know where she was and with whom at all times. The first time he thought a man had been too friendly to her at a restaurant he had raged at her. Another time he slapped her in the parking lot after they'd been to a club dancing. Things escalated from there until Alexa finally admitted to herself that she was in an abusive relationship.
Three months after she'd moved in with him, she packed up and left while he was at work. She sent him a text from three towns away then ditched her cell phone and bought a burner. She used her savings to pay for a studio apartment in the city and got a job as a bank teller. She thought she was safe, but it only took Lawrence two months to find her. He cornered her in the hallway of her apartment building while she was unlocking the door.
As soon as the case was settled, Alexa left the state and went to live with her Grandmother in the mountains of West Virginia hundreds of miles from where she'd lived briefly with Lawrence. Grandma had passed two years ago and left her the ten-acre farmstead. It was hard losing Grandma, but she was glad for the two years they'd had. She'd made a good life here, mostly keeping to herself. But it got lonely sometimes.
Maybe that was why she had the dream about him again... before the letter about Lawrence. She didn't know his name or anything about him. He came to her as a lover in her dreams to a place out of a sci-fi movie. She never saw his face, but she felt her body yearning for his touch. Somehow, she knew he would be the one man she could always trust. He was out there somewhere. Alexa didn't know when or how he would come to her, though.
Those were the things that went through her mind as Jetson cantered down the path. Horse and rider flowed together in harmony enjoying the jaunt through the woods until the sudden flutter of wings startled the horse. A frightened grouse launched itself into the air in front of him. Jetson stopped suddenly, tilting back on his haunches and Alexa's feet slid out of the stirrups, then he reared up. Alexa flew into the air and landed in the dirt rolling to a stop unconscious.
Once Jetson got over his fright, he turned and walked over to where his mistress lay and dropped his head. He nudged her with his nose and nickered, but she didn't move. So. he stood there waiting, not knowing what else to do.
Two
Of all the god's forsaken backward worlds he could have landed, Chaytok couldn't quite think of one worse. But then, there wasn't much choice with his star drive failing. He wasn't supposed to land at all---or even come close to the Sol star system. Now he was stuck until the Alliance could get the part from out of this star system needed to fix his star drive. That could be days or even weeks. His ship was an older, uncommon model.
It had been only a few days since he'd landed in the forest in the dead of night. Knowing he could be waiting weeks, he decided to go outside and have a look around. Earth humanoids looked much like his race. They actually had common ancestors somewhere in ancient history. Early in Alliance history with Earth, his kind had come here as observers and mated with humans on a regular basis. The offspring looked human though they carried feline genes.
Chaytok could pass for one of them though they might find his blue hair and amber cat eyes a bit unusual. His ears were a little pointed though not really elfin, his hair was long enough to cover the points. From what he'd seen of their video broadcasts, blue hair was probably the least of his worries.
It was slow going through the thick of the woods where the trees grew so close together that he could hardly pass between the branches. The sensors had shown an open path a couple hundred meters in the direction he traveled. Surely he would find it soon. Animals skittered away at the sound of his footsteps on the dry leaves and breaking branches. He hoped they were really as small as they sounded. Then he finally found himself on the dirt path that traversed the forest.
Chaytok stopped in the middle of the path and looked to the left and to the right. His tablet told him via the satellite he had tapped into that right would take him deeper into the forest and left would take him toward a small farm. He'd already seen more than enough of the forest, so he started walking toward the farm. He had walked about five minutes when he spotted the bewildered red horse standing over its fallen rider lying in the dirt.
He started running toward them, and the animal shied away at his approach, though it stopped a short distance away. As he came closer, he saw that it was a woman. She had long red hair and was wearing a blue shirt and faded blue jeans with boots. He could see that she was breathing, but she didn't move as he came close and knelt on one knee beside her. Chaytok took out his tablet to use its scan function assess her injuries. It told him that she ha
d a concussion, a broken collarbone and damage to her right knee.
All of these injuries could easily be fixed back at his ship, but he would have to get her there first. He turned her over gently and brushed the dirt from her face. As soon as he touched her face, a frisson almost like static electricity shot up his arm and through his body. He'd never felt anything like that before and didn't stop to ponder it. He just knew he had to help her.
She didn't look too heavy, so he decided to pick her up and carry her back to his ship. Although he knew the horse carried her to the place where she fell he didn't know how to make, the horse carry her to the ship. Chaytok had never ridden an animal either and doubted the animal would accept him as a rider if he tried.
Now that he had found the path, he triangulated the location of the ship which showed him an easier route back to it by the dirt path. He knew it was probably a mistake to get involved, but there was no way he would leave an injured person lying in the dirt. As he picked her up, he was surprised at how light she was. He attributed that to the fact that Earth gravity was significantly less than his planet of origin. It also helped that he was in excellent physical condition and well-muscled.
There was also something about her that made him feel drawn to her, more than any woman before. Could it be? He wondered, and then his cock twitched. A frisson of understanding surged through his body that set him walking a little faster toward his ship and the tech he needed to heal the beautiful woman in his arms. Now he wondered if he was somehow beckoned to come here. Had whatever gods or fates there might be have conspired to bring him here. The odds of such a coincidence were astronomical. Yet he was here holding his meomee close to his heart.
