Another Uoria Holiday: A Sci-Fi Alien Warrior Holiday Romance

by Scott, Ruth Anne

  Braden was wearing something in contrast to that and I could swear that it reminded me of clothing. “I hope that this is not an imposition.” He shrugged his shoulders, while I strayed my fingers a little bit more south of the equator. The temperature had risen and had nothing to do with the heat that was coming from the sun. I glanced up and noticed that the sun was burning this very brilliant red. There were two moons that had this eerie green glow on either side of the sun. If I didn’t know that I was on an alien planet by now, then seeing that sealed the deal.

  If I were to question him on other aspects of his world, I knew that I would be suspicious in his eyes. I had to play this casual and make him believe that I was nothing to worry about. I saw no reason not to tell him my real name, considering that I was not from this world. I was going to have to remember to call myself Shana and eliminate the Moore from my vocabulary.

  From this height, I could see three distinct castles. One was slate gray with a billow of smoke coming from the top. The other was red clay brick and had what looked like an iron gate and a moat that surrounded the entire thing. It was the other one that grabbed my attention and held me there by the throat. It was this onyx black and there seemed to be something daunting and foreboding about the place.

  There was a shift in the air and we buffeted sideways, but never up ended. I did grip him a little bit more tightly. I don’t know why, but I felt safe in his presence. I was quite enamored, completely head over heels and he really was a specimen of man. What I’d seen of his physique was impressive, but nothing that I didn’t see at the gym all the time.

  All of this was slightly familiar, like they had taken their society from a long ago past from Earth’s own history.

  “What of this black castle?” If I was a visitor, I may not know the details and I was hoping that he would take it on face value that I was a little naïve.

  “I don’t know how ye don't know about the black castle. You must’ve been living under a rock. The black castle is dominated by the Takem family. They hold themselves in high esteem and they live in perfect harmony with the castle Redstone and Greystone. Castle Blackstone is the leader of all and Lord Vadam takes great exception to his rules being broken. Hence this is the reason why we are taking a different route.” We were now skimming the trees and I could feel some of the branches scratching at the soles of my shoes. I was never one to go for high heels, except of course when I was trying to seduce a member of the opposite sex. I was more comfortable in flats.

  “I would really like to meet Lord Vadam.” He glanced in my direction, shaking his head in disbelief that I would even ask such an insane question.

  “A woman is not permitted to see the lord of the manor. Her place is beside her man and to give encouragement in the battle ahead. In two days, lord Vadam will put on the festival of Dragos. We will fight in an arena and show our prowess on the field of battle with the hopes of becoming one of his personal guards. Everybody is welcome. He makes it a spectator sport that is worth the price of admission.” I noticed in the distance a flash of green and the creature that we were flying on was not the only one of its kind. There were others in various degrees of color. I’d seen one green and of course the red one that I was on. I could perceive three more in the distance with yellow hides.

  We flew over an expanse of trees and then across a mountain range and down a ravine, until we finally landed at his abode. It wasn’t much, but he called it home and that was good enough for me. The landing was whisper soft and there was no seismic activity to indicate that a large object of this caliber had slammed down onto the surface. I felt that there was more to Braden than met the eye. There was a certain pain behind his eyes, something that was keeping him lost in the past. If I were to hazard a guess, I would say that it was a past love. I had my own baggage and I had no willingness to share it with anyone. It’s probably the reason why none of my relationships last more than a couple of weeks.

  If you were to ask any of my old boyfriends, they would probably tell you that I was commitment phobic. I’d come from a broken home and it made me a little hesitant to believe in the sanctity of marriage. I learned to believe that monogamy was antiquated. That it was inhumane to commit one man to one woman for the rest of their lives. I enjoyed the variety, or at least I convinced myself that I did.

  “Are you just going to sit up there all day, or are you going to come inside?” He had once again taken off his helmet and placed it underneath his arm like a badge of honor. “I have some stew on the fire. If you were interested, I’m sure that I could share you… I mean share with you a bowl or two.”

  I jumped down and I walked over to him, while putting my fingers up to his cheek to graze it along his jaw line and passed his sensuous mouth. “I actually liked the other idea better.” He swallowed hard and I don’t think that he was used to having a woman with a mind of her own. “Don’t look so worried, it’s not like I’m going to bite you…unless you want me to.” He shifted nervously and I saw him as a conquest. He could be that other notch on my belt or scratch on my headboard.

  “A… woman should not speak to a man like that. I don’t know what kind of ideals they taught you in the east, but here we do things differently. We’re not so open and free spirited.” His words may have had more weight, if it wasn’t for the fact that his armor was now showing a very distinct bulge.

  There was no way that I could accept the world that I was seeing, but I could at least play the cards that were dealt to me. I licked my lips seductively and I moved my fingers down the length of him without actually touching him. Just being this close to me, made him flex noticeably. It put a little grin on my face that I couldn’t wipe off.

  It was a quaint place and most of it was built with the land in mind. It was buried within the mountain and I could feel a drastic drop in temperature. I could see my breath, but could feel the fire of the hearth where there was something cooking. The steam was rising to the ceiling and going out some kind of hole that would vent it into the atmosphere.

  I turned and almost fainted, as he had taken off the top part of his armor, leaving only the bottom. His chest was well defined and you could see that he was a man’s man kind of guy. I would eventually tell him that I was not from this planet, but for right now I needed to keep my eyes and ears open to any and all possibilities of escape.

  “I know in the east where I come from that we don’t have any way to travel to the stars. Do you have the same problem here, or have you found a way to leave the planet?” He looked me quizzically and I had a feeling like I was embarking down a road that was less traveled.

  “I think we both know that the only way to get off this planet is through the looking glass.” He did not elaborate and I wasn’t sure if I should question him further. Instead, I sat down to a wonderful meal. It was nourishing, filled me and warmed my insides at the same time.

  Chapter three

  This was a fantastical world and most people would have been terrified out of their minds. I was more curious and it wasn’t every day that I could see things from a different perspective.

  We talked for some time and I found out that the tryouts for the Dragos festival was tomorrow. He of course showed me some of his scars from earlier battles. He wore those scars with pride. I could tell that he was about becoming one of the black castle guards. I don’t know why it was so important to him, but I got this funny feeling that it was family related.

  I had two bowls of that stew. I had no idea what it was made from. I think that was a good thing, because I really didn’t want to know what kind of creature the meat came from.

  “It is very refreshing to meet a woman that is willing to listen to me prattle on about my past exploits. Victories are meant to be shared with fellow warriors. I don’t know why I feel so comfortable talking to you about this. It’s usually forbidden for a woman to know the battle details. I do hope that this doesn’t come back and bite me.” I heard this loud screeching. It was deafenin
g, but Braden was paying no attention. He was obviously used to this type of thing, but I had to see it for myself.

  I went to the only window at the front of his house and looked up to see this winged creature. It reminded me of a griffin. It circled around like it was looking for something.

  “What the hell is that?”

  “Shana you make it appear like it’s the first time that you’ve ever seen a sentry. You are very strange. I believe that you have a story to tell and I’m on the edge of my seat to find out what it is.” I went back to the table and he was getting up at the exact same time and we cracked heads. The headache that I had been fighting from the moment that I had awoken in that field had now come back with a force of 1000 cymbals smashing together.

  I stumbled forward and I planted my hands against his hard an unyielding chest. His arms were around me and I could feel his fingers touching the small of my back and playing along my spine like it was his own personal instrument of choice. I felt at home in his embrace and then I gazed up into his eyes, only to see him descending with his lips upon my own.

  I’ve never been one to kiss on a first date, but for him I was willing to make the exception. His tongue lingered at the surface of my lips, until I allowed him entry and we battled to see who was going to come out on top. His hands were now roaming freely down over my clothing, until he was cupping my ass and pulling me towards his body.

  I got lost in the pools of his liquid green eyes. I was plastered up against him and then in a flourish of motion, he cleared the table with one hand. There was the sound of the glassware smashing in a cacophony of sounds. This was an afterthought, because this was a moment of complete unbridled passion that was about to be unleashed. His hand had found the button on my jeans and he had opened them with a little bit of difficulty. He figured out how to unzip them and then he stuck his hand down in between to touch my shaven mound.

  “No hair… You easterners are a strange lot.” He found my dewy wet slit and moved his finger in a straight line from the tip of my clit, all the way down to my sodden and ready to be penetrated hole. He slipped one digit in and when that wasn’t enough, he soon had three working me over into a frenzy.

  “If I didn’t know any better… I would think that you were a woman in a past life. You really do know what you’re doing with your hands.” I had a catch in my voice and I couldn’t help, but to feel the impending climax coming to the surface. He had hooked his fingers in such a way that it was now rubbing up against my G spot. I grabbed onto his wrists with one hand and with the other, I grabbed onto the table, so that I wouldn’t buckle underneath the pressure.

  I let him take me to the edge and then I stared into his eyes and let it wash over me in wave after wave.

  “I’ve never met a woman that was this responsive.”

  “If you think this is responsive, then you haven’t seen… anything…YETTTTTTTTT.” It hit me hard and I had never had a multiple climax, but this was unlike any orgasm that I had before. It was all encompassing and my body was literally vibrating from the inside out. With my vision blurred and my eyes half closed, I did not notice that he had pulled down my pants and lacy blue underwear. I found myself sitting on the table with him in between my legs with his knees pushing mine apart.

  “I don’t know what it is about you, Shana, the feel of you wrapped around me, as I flew my Dragos was like we were connected.” He had stepped closer with his shaft now rubbing up and down my slit. There was a sheen of wetness along his length. He pressed his cock down with his hand, until the bulbous knob was now kissing my clit.

  There was a strength and vulnerability about Braden. I touched his chest and I could feel his heartbeat and I knew that what he was saying to me was not something that he said to everybody. He was genuine and that was a breath of fresh air to a girl that was used to lame come ons and people trying to grab her.

  “Braden, I don’t know if I’ve ever met a man quite like you. You are a good man, and I am pleased to have met you. I just want you to know that I don’t just fall into bed with just any one. I’m usually a lot pickier and I take my time in getting to know them first. It’s just that I have been feeling this chemistry between us that makes it hard for me to be in your presence and do nothing. It also probably helps you that you’re built like a god.” The hand on his chest was now joined with the other and I licked my lips with the need to feel him inside me.

  I would say that this guy looked like the Greek god of thunder. I was in an alien world, but at least the anatomy was not something that I would shy away from. I looked down and I thought for sure it was angry. It had this very dull purple color surrounding the knob and the cream that was leaking was quite thick. It was the perfect way to get that nice slick touch to allow him entry between my lips. They fluttered open, as he pressed his knob into the opening. As it began to sink in, my fingernails began to dig just a little bit more into his chest muscle.

  “Oh my…I’m not sure that I can do this.” There was obviously something holding him back. He had less than 3 inches inside me and now he was having second thoughts. “I can’t betray her memory like this. We don’t even know each other.” I knew that he was trying to convince himself, but his body was another matter altogether. I squeezed those muscles that every man knows so well and his eyes grew wide with surprise and wonder at the feeling that I was now showing him.

  “Braden, you don’t have to do anything that you don’t want to. I’m not going to put any pressure on you. If this woman is truly out of your life, then you have no reason to feel that you’re betraying her memory. I think that she would want you to be happy.” I was the one now doing the convincing and I could see in his eyes that he was slowly lowering his guard. Another inch found its way enveloped inside me and I squeezed down to let him know that he was welcome.

  “I can see her face every time that I close my eyes. I can see the way that she smiles and the way that she laughs at some of my insane jokes. You are a perfect contrast to her. She was meek and mild, where you are full of attitude and fire. It’s that fire that I feel is going to burn me.” I took my hands off his chest and it appeared that I was going to have to take this the rest of the way. I was just going to have to do this very slowly and make it appear that it was his idea.

  I locked my ankles around his waist and I used the muscles of my thighs to pull him just a little bit closer. “I think your problem is that you are still thinking. Let it all go and enjoy the moment for what it is. It doesn’t have to be anything more than just pleasure. Stop thinking with the head on top of your shoulders and start thinking with the head below your waist…AHHHHH.” It was then that he gave me the rest of him, until his balls were nestled up against the cheeks of my ass.

  It was then that I saw the walls come down in his eyes and that uninhibited man that I was looking for was now looking me in the eyes. He put his strong callous hands, rough and ready underneath my thighs and then he used it as a pulley system to draw me back and forth along his length. There was no hurry, but the moment for indecision had passed.

  “I’m probably going to regret this, but I just can’t help myself.” To hear him say that he couldn’t control himself around me had only ignited the fire between us into a full blown blaze. My feet were constantly slapping against his bare backside and it was not lost on me the hardness of those heart shaped globes.

  This was a spontaneous, spur of the moment kind of thing that most women would give anything to get from their significant other. I’ve always been closed off emotionally, but there are times that I allow someone in. It’s not often and it’s usually not for long, but I felt that Braden might be something special. It might have been just his DNA causing me to feel this way, but I couldn’t have cared less.

  “Braden, don’t hold anything back. I want to feel you right here with me.” My legs began to tremble and I knew that he was on target to finding my release switch. The way that he was holding me and plumbing my depths was almost too good
to be a real. I’d forgotten what it was like to be with a real man, instead of some pretender that was only making it worse for those good ones. It always ended badly, but Braden was different. He was all man, charming and had a good heart.

  His body began to show the signs of the exertion, fatigue setting in and making his breath labored. Just when I thought that he had been done in by a woman that was too much for him to handle, he suddenly got his second wind. His face changed from the pale color that it was to a more pinkish hue. His eyes were wide and the pupils had now turned into pinpoint black dots.

  “Your body is so responsive and I like it that you don’t just let me do all the work.” In fact, I was humping up against him, getting him deeper, while at the same time rubbing his shaft against my little friend. This constant friction of wetness that was now circling my clit had the desired effect of sending me to a place of complete bliss.

  “I’m cumming…oh my god…that’s it. Don’t stop…whatever you do don’t stop… I…… Yes…Braden…Braden…BRADENNNNNNN.” I called his name several times with the last one being punctuated with a high pitched squeal that made me believe that I would break every window in the place. I was twisting and turning and it was a wonder that he was even able to stay in the saddle.

  We had thrown caution to the wind and we had given in to our baser animalistic desires. It was everything that I thought it would be and more. I didn’t know what quite to expect with an alien race, but it appeared that I had nothing to worry about.

  I felt him let go and it made me feel like we were one entity. I never wanted this to end, but he finally pulled free, leaving me empty and wanting nothing more to have him back where he once was.

  Chapter four