Pregnant to an Alien King Box Set

by Gloria Martin

  All of a sudden he got up and removed his sweater and t-shirt underneath, leaving him half naked before her. Taking in his sexy, tanned body, she rose and did the same, taking off her jacket and then her uniform, leaving her in just a bra and panties on the couch. He bit his lip, staring her up and down, almost fully unclothed just inches from him. Again he grabbed her and brought her toward him, touching his lips to her body, exploring her with his hands. She was in absolute ecstasy.

  He carefully unclasped her bra, throwing it onto the floor. She fumbled for the fly of his jeans, undoing them hastily while he slipped his hand down her panties, sliding them down to the ground as well. With one swift movement she was again scooped up in his arms as he walked them over to her bedroom.

  Once on the bed, he removed his pants as well and they climbed under the covers. They kissed each other tenderly. He grasped at her breasts, stroking them gently. When she could take his teasing no more, he mounted her. When she felt the tip of his erect member entering her, she moaned at the sensation of him inside her. She ran her hands down his back, feeling his soft skin beneath her fingers. He thrust deeper and she screamed with pleasure, digging her fingernails into his back. As he moved in and out of her, it felt as if his skin was pulsing, becoming almost scaly, but Kara was enjoying having him inside her so much she didn’t even notice. He held her closer to his chest, biting at her earlobe, sucking on her neck. It was too much for her. No man had ever made love to her like he did.

  “I’m coming!” she gasped, as her juices flowed down her thighs, combining with his as he too released himself within her. He collapsed beside her on the warm, cotton sheets, dazed by the amazing sex they had just shared. He wrapped an arm around her, keeping her tight against his chest.

  “Do you mind if I stay the night?” he whispered into her ear. He tenderly kissed her forehead.

  “Not at all,” she replied, and moments later they were both sound asleep, feeling completely at peace in the safety of their embrace.

  The next morning she rolled over, expecting to find a warm body next to her, but as she reached out she felt no one. Upon opening her eyes she realized Blaine was gone again. This time without even saying goodbye. Her eyes welled up, wishing he was still here with her, then she turned to find a small, untidy note placed on her bedside table, with a beautiful red rose laid on top. She picked up the rose and inhaled its intoxicating fragrance before reading the note Blaine had left for her.

  ‘Sorry I left so suddenly,’ it read. ‘I hope to hear from you soon, breakfast is waiting on the table. Have a wonderful day, you deserve it, Blaine’.

  She turned the note over to find a cellphone number scribbled across the back. Finally she had a way to reach him; she no longer had to rely on chance.

  Making her way to the kitchen, she found a blueberry muffin and iced coffee waiting for her. He was the most perfect man she had ever met. He was handsome, good in bed and he had breakfast ready for her. She did however long for a late morning, snuggling with him, but this was almost as good. She hoped it wouldn’t be long before she saw him again, but she wasn’t the kind of girl to call too soon. She would have to wait awhile first.

  *****

  Over the next few weeks, Kara and Blaine dated, and grew closer together.

  After a month, Kara was just starting to wonder where the relationship might be going when she realized she had missed her period. Of course, the first time in ages she had given in to her desires and it possibly had landed her pregnant.

  ‘Calm down, Kara,’ she thought to herself. ‘Don’t worry yourself until you get a test’.

  She had to wait until she finished work that day. With the unexpected possibility of a baby growing inside her, the shift seemed to stretch even longer than usual.

  Once free from work, she hurried to the nearest chemist and threw a handful of her tip money onto the counter in exchange for the three pack of pregnancy tests. She rushed home, eager to put her mind at ease. It wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world to have a child at her age, but it scared her how Blaine would react to it all. After reading the instructions, she followed them and waited at the kitchen bench for the impending result. Slowly, a light pink cross began to appear, and her heart sank. She was indeed pregnant, to a handsome man she barely knew. She took the other two tests in the pack,

  ‘Maybe it was wrong,’ she hoped. She did the test twice more, but received the same result. It was positive, she was pregnant.

  She had to call Blaine. She needed someone to tell her what to do, she couldn’t make this decision on her own and there was no one else to turn to. With tears welling up in her eyes, she rifled through her dresser draw for the note he had left her, with his cellphone number written on the back. Almost unable to read the numbers as she typed them into her phone she brought it to her ear, waiting for his voice to answer at the other end.

  “Hello?” a deep, masculine voice spoke, she collected herself quickly and responded as best she could.

  “Hi, Blaine? It’s Kara,” she said.

  “What’s wrong? Are you OK?” he said. His worried response alerted her that she obviously still sounded quite upset.

  “I just need to talk to you,” she said, and with that she burst into tears, sobbing into her end of the phone.

  “I’ll be right over, don’t go anywhere,” and he hung up. He was coming here? Now? She wasn’t ready for this, she was hoping that she would at least have a few days between today and their future meeting to wrap her head around the situation.

  Quickly she rose from her bed and tried to pull herself together. She washed her face of the tears and smudged make-up and changed into some more comfortable attire.

  She heard a knock at the door just ten minutes after she put the phone down. He must have been in town, there was no way he could get from his house to hers so soon.

  Kara got up and slowly approached the door. She just stood there, frozen, until another aggressive knock occurred. She undid the latch and opened the door to see a distraught Blaine standing before her, covered in dirt, with sticks and leaves poking out of his messy hair. It looked as if he had run here through a forest, which was strange, but she had no time to question him about it, there were more important things to discuss.

  “What’s wrong?” he blurted, looking past her and around her apartment for a clue as to why he had been called.

  “Come in,” she beckoned, walking him in past the living room to the bed. There she sat and, without knowing where to begin, she burst into tears again, crying uncontrollably into her hands. He sat beside her, extending a comforting arm around her shoulders, holding her tightly against his chest.

  “Whatever it is, you will be OK,” he whispered, oblivious to what it may be that she was trying to tell him.

  “I’m pregnant,” she sobbed. She looked up at his face to see his expression only to find that all its color had drained and he almost looked faint. For what seemed like forever she awaited his response, when the shock had subsided he spoke again,

  “It will be fine,” it was as if he was not only assuring her but himself as well.

  “I don’t know what to do, surely I shouldn’t keep it, I can’t...” She trailed off. She had never had to make this decision before and it was too much.

  “You can’t get rid of it, they won’t be able to,” he said.

  What did he mean by that? They won’t be able to?

  “We are having a baby?” said Kara. Suddenly she struck down by the enormity of it and she collapsed on the bedroom floor, unconscious.

  She opened her eyes an hour later to find Blaine still in her apartment, sitting by her, holding her hand. He had placed a cool cloth on her head. She felt a little better, forgetting for a moment the circumstances surrounding her blackout. He handed her a glass of cold water and she gulped it down.

  “Better?” he asked. All she could do was nod. He refilled the glass in the kitchen and she sipped on it as he continued to speak to her.

  “There�
�s something important we need to talk about Kara, I don’t really know how to start but I’ll try.”

  Kara took a huge mouthful of water. She wondered where this was headed. Blaine continued.

  “When I said I lived on the outskirts of town with my family, that wasn’t entirely true.”

  He looked pained as he struggled to find the words to express what he wanted so desperately to tell her.

  “I live with several trusted followers from our tribe,” he said. “I’m kind of like the leader. The King they call me.”

  This was already too much for Kara, but still he continued.

  “We are from Venus. Our people moved there when we became endangered on Earth due to humans hunting us down.”

  Surely she was hearing things. Did he say he was from Venus?

  “We are not quite human either, this is the earthly form we assume to protect ourselves from discovery. My original form is a little... different.”

  Kara couldn’t believe the words he was saying.

  “We are dragons,” he said.

  “Dragons?” said Kara. All of a sudden all those strange things began to make sense – the dragon she thought she had imagined when she was being attacked, her dreams of the dragon. Was it all linked to Blaine? But what did this mean for her, and the baby she was carrying within her? Was it even a baby at all? She grasped her stomach, feeling for any sign of abnormality, although she knew it was probably too early to tell.

  “Then what is this thing?” she asked, pointing to the unborn child inside her.

  “To be honest, Kara, I really don’t know,” he confessed. “A baby of our clan born to a human doesn’t exactly happen every day. It is forbidden, taboo, especially for a leader like me. If anyone was to find out I would be excommunicated and cut off from my tribe. I don’t even know what would happen to you; no dragon man has gotten a human woman pregnant in centuries, much before my time or even my father’s.”

  Kara sensed the worry in his voice.

  “So what do I do?” she asked. She wanted more answers, but his visit had only raised more questions in her mind.

  “Stay here, I’ll come and see you every day, I promise you. Take some time off work if you can, get plenty of rest. I’ll help you with money. We will figure something out, once we find out what we are dealing with. I’ll do as much research as I can, so we know what to expect.”

  He leaned in and kissed her passionately before continuing.

  “I really love you Kara, I won’t let anything hurt you I swear.” He rose from the bed and began pulling on his jacket that had been hung carelessly over the door handle.

  “I have to go now, but I will be back tomorrow. Please try and get some sleep, we will figure this out and it will all be fine.” He smiled reassuringly, kissing her tenderly once more before leaving.

  This had been one of the most emotionally draining days of her life. She didn’t know how to feel about the information Blaine had just revealed to her, or what to do about this baby. She lay her head down and took his advice, drifting into a deep sleep, not to wake until the next day.

  *****

  In the coming months she began to notice the changes in her body, and some of the differences in her baby became apparent. It grew at twice the rate of the average child. Due to its paranormal heritage, she avoided doctors and clinics for fear that they would notice it was somewhat different. Blaine, true to his word, was at her doorstep every morning, before she went to work; bringing her food, magazines and really anything she wanted. He kept telling her to quit, that he would look after her financially, but she wanted to keep busy, keep her mind occupied. Despite his strange existence, she was glad that he was the man who would father her baby.

  From his research, he discovered a few discerning features that their half-dragon spawn would possess. He scoured countless books in their extensive library, finding out everything that he could to report back to Kara. He had to be secretive about his search, fearing his clan would discover what he was up to. Already he had found that she would be able to feel the baby dragon’s claws from the inside of her womb, because he would develop as a dragon within her. Until he was born he could not assume his human form. It was a feature that dragon women were built to withstand – their tough skin created a barrier between the womb and the outside world. But Kara was a normal woman, so she regularly suffered sharp pains from within her. Sometimes the pain was so great she could do little other than lie still on her bed and wait for it to pass.

  “I’m so sorry,” Blaine would always say when she looked even the slightest bit uncomfortable. His companionship and undying love made up for all the aches she withstood throughout the pregnancy.

  One day that Blaine came to her, bursting through the front door his furrowed brow exposed his fear and worry.

  “What’s wrong, babe?” she asked, putting a hand to his shoulder, attempting to comfort him.

  “I found something, Kara. This baby, it could hurt you, it might even kill you. We have to do something now!” As he looked into her eyes, tears began to form at the corners of his.

  “Why? What’s happening to me?” all of a sudden her worst fears became a reality. Not only was this pregnancy even more excruciatingly painful than most, it could result in her death. If Blaine had any idea of how to save her they had to try.

  “We have to take you to the elders, at the sanctuary where I live. After this I probably won’t be welcome back, but I don’t care. I love you, Kara. I can’t live without you and they might be able to do something. We need to save you and we need to try and save our son,” he grabbed her arm, pulling her around with him. They picked what few things she needed to take with her and moments later they were out the door, on the way to the outskirts of the city.

  They arrived a few hours later, transported by his old Corvette. By this point it was dark and the moon shone through the trees above. She clasped her bag in her hand as they made their way through the back door of the garage, through the thicket and toward the house she had not been to in months, where she had first ever seen him. Once inside, they ventured through hallway after hallway, until she had completely lost her sense of where they were, or how to escape.

  It suddenly dawned on her that the dragons who lived in this old house and might not like her or the child she was carrying. If this baby didn’t kill her, perhaps they would instead.

  *****

  At the end of the final tunnel they got to a large iron door with intricate designs carved into the metal and precious gemstones scattered throughout.

  “Are you ready?” he questioned. Her fear was apparent from the expression plastered across her face. She grasped at her stomach, as if to protect the child from whatever was in the room in front of them.

  “I think so,” she replied, her voice thick with worry. With that, Blaine brought his hand to the knob of the door and knocked three times.

  A light to the left of them set alight. She could only assume this was the signal for them to enter as seconds later she found herself standing before a panel of older men and women, each dressed in a different colored long, silk gown complete with hood.

  “Who may we ask is this human you have brought before us, Sire?” said the woman at the end of the long, varnished table. Blaine looked back at Kara then addressed the board.

  “Elders of the clan, I have brought to you the mother of my first son. She carries him with her. I have disobeyed our laws, having fraternized with a human, with no sacred dragon blood coursing through her veins. But I am willing to accept whatever punishment you bestow on me, if you can just at least try to save her. I could not live with myself if I didn’t try to help this woman, whose predicament is solely caused by my actions.”

  The woman stared sternly at Blaine. The rest of the members seemed to be stunned at his confession. No word was spoken for what seemed like a long time, but another man seated at the table soon broke the silence.

  “How could you let this happen? Do you know the consequence
s of what you have done? Not to mention that our laws clearly state that interactions with those not of dragon blood is punishable by excommunication. We will be losing our King no less!” his words sliced through the air angrily.

  “This is indeed the punishment for the crime you have committed, King Blaine,” the first woman said.

  “But we cannot afford to lose our King, not with his duties on Earth left unfulfilled!” another member chimed in. The elders looked at each other, confused as to what to do next. Kara stood, just as baffled, reaching for Blaine’s hand to comfort her. He grasped her hand as he again addressed the elders.

  “Do to me what you will, but is there any chance we can save Kara from what this child may do to her? I have fallen in love with her and I would sooner die than let anything hurt her.”

  The despair that crossed each of their faces when his question was asked let her know that there was nothing that they could do. That was except for one; a frail older lady, seated toward the middle of the group. Her soft voice echoed through the room.

  “There is something we could try,” she began. Kara clenched her teeth in anticipation.

  “Young woman, do you know anything about your ancestry?” she addressed Kara.

  “Unfortunately, I don’t,” Kara replied. Her whisper was barely heard by the woman.

  “Please speak up next time, young woman. My hearing really isn’t what it used to be. Well, in that case, we can still find out if you are related to anyone from the original Dragonborne tribe. If indeed you have their blood within you there is something I can do.”

  “The Dragonborne tribe? Who were they?” Blaine had obviously not known of this before.

  “The Dragonbornes were a tribe of humans who protected our ancestors when they still lived here on Earth,” the woman said. “As repayment for their endless sacrifices while trying to save us, the elders of those times bestowed upon the Dragonbornes the ability to be transformed into one of our clan by another dragon. This meant that they had the choice to join us on Venus, when we travelled originally from Earth. Some chose to come with us and were transformed forever, while others stayed on Earth, to continue their human lives. If this woman you have brought before us does have Dragonborne blood coursing through her veins then there will be some hope.”