Jex

by Maia Starr

  I turned to him and jumped up and down.

  “We did it! It worked!” I said as I gave him a big hug. He hugged me back.

  “You were fearless up there. I am very impressed with your skills,” he said.

  “And I am impressed with your everything,” I said.

  “Yes, there is a lot to be impressed by,” he said.

  “So this message will be sent to Earth. I know they will be happy to hear from the rebel Zenkians. I just know it!” I said happily.

  “And if they accept, you will be going back to Earth,” he said with some sadness.

  “Yes, but I don’t want to stay there,” I said.

  “You don’t?” he arched his brows at me.

  “No, not anymore. I mean, I do want to, but not without you,” I said.

  “Yes, but, Samantha, it is the safest place for you, considering…”

  “Considering that I ran away from the insane Waysaw Jenku Vade? Yes, but on Earth, he could still find me. But let’s not talk of this. I don’t want to think of me being on Earth without you right now. Can we not just celebrate this victory for now?” I said as I pushed my hands up his stiff grey uniform over his hard body.

  He groaned. “Yes, I think you can have a celebration kiss.”

  He leaned down and kissed me. His lips were soft and full, and his mouth was warm as I opened mine. His tongue slipped around mine caressing me slowly. I moaned into his mouth. I was already aroused just with this one kiss. I moved my hand down his chest, over his hard abs, and then on top of his cock. He growled in my mouth. But then he pulled my hand away.

  “We can’t do that now. I have to leave you here in a few minutes, and I can’t walk out there with my cock hard. The entire village is out there wondering who you are and will be standing there. I can’t walk out there like that,” he laughed.

  “Good point. It’s just so hard, for me not to touch you and want you,” I said.

  “Mmmm, we will have to save that talk for later,” he said as he moved away from me. I think he was still pissed and unsettled about the possibility of me staying on Earth.

  “What is this place?” I asked as I looked around for the first time since we walked in.

  “It is a guest dwelling. It is always empty but open for visitors, such as yourself. So we don't have many of them,” he said formally.

  “I frowned. So I will not be sleeping in your bed anymore?”

  “I think that would be too obvious, don't you?” he said.

  “Yes, I guess you are right.”

  The small dwelling looked like a replica of his, only much smaller. The bed was in the living area, and there was a small food area as well. The window did not have a grand view or a landing ledge like his did, but there was still a lot of light and it was high enough over the crowd that had gathered below to be private. He went to the wall and pressed on a panel.

  “This is Commander Trent Qoln; I need a tray of food and drink brought to the guest dwelling as well as a dress. Send for Malaya to come with her medical tools to examine the guest,” he said.

  “Yes, Commander; right away,” the voice answered.

  He stepped away from the panel and my eyes grew wide.

  “I forgot about Malaya. She walked in on us, remember?” I said remembering that moment. I also remembered that she had some feelings for Trent. Walking in on us must have been heartbreaking for her, but considering that we had just stood in front of the superiors, I assumed she had not told anyone our secret. I was grateful for her feelings for Trent because of that, but a woman scorned was a dangerous thing.

  “You do not need to worry about her. She will keep our secret. I have trusted her for a long time and known her since we were children. She is the least of our worries. Although maybe she got more than an eyeful when she walked in on us. I'm sure that she will laugh it off with me,” he said. He obviously did not see what I saw.

  “If you say so,” I said.

  There was a knock at the door. Trent opened it, and there was a large tray being handed over to him by a guard. He thanked the guard and then closed the door behind him. He put it on the table. There was a box and some food on it.

  “Here, you can change into this,” he said, handing me the box. I opened it, and there was a yellow dress inside of it. It was more conservative than the first one I wore, and I realized that maybe Trent had picked out the first dress based on wanting to see me in it. The first dress had tied behind the neck and went down into a very low cut, almost to my belly button and had an open back before falling to the floor in drapes of fabric. This one was long sleeved and was completely enclosed on the back and front.

  “This is very conservative; not as revealing as the first one,” I said arching my brow at him.

  He smiled, “Yes, I thought I did well picking out that first dress, don't you?”

  “You filthy Zenkian,” I said to him playfully.

  He laughed. “Now stay here and eat and relax. I must be going to prepare in case this communication to Earth is successful. We could be on our way to meet with the humans of your planet,” he said.

  “I understand. Trent, thank you. Thank you for allowing me to speak in front of your leaders. I know how hard of a decision that was. There is hope yet,” I said.

  He looked around and then grabbed my hand and led me away from the window. He planted a deep kiss on me. I kissed him back, always happy to be able to touch him again. I pushed my fingers into his black hair twirling them around his dark locks. I moaned and melted against him. It had only been hours since we were in bed together and yet that felt too long.

  “I don't want to go, but I must in order to get prepared. Earth is far away,” he said in a thick voice full of desire.

  “I don't want you to go either, but I guess it's necessary,” I said, regretfully pulling away from him.

  “I will return,” he said. He kissed the top of my hand and then left me on my own. I changed out of the tattered dress and put on the new one. It fit well except the sleeves were very long, and I had to roll them. The bottom was also several feet too long.

  The door opened, and I smiled expecting, it to be Trent. He was back very soon, and I was glad for that. But it wasn't him. It was Malaya.

  “Hello,” I said.

  She closed the door and put her medical bag down. She did not look happy.

  “I heard what you and Trent did. It took a lot of courage going in front of the leaders like that knowing that you could have had him put away forever,” she said.

  I did not want to get into an argument with her. I knew that she held too much information to have her be angrier. I did not want to set her off.

  “I am sorry for any discomfort I have caused you. I am also sorry for what you saw in Trent’s dwelling. Thank you for keeping things to yourself, Malaya.”

  “I don't do it for you. I do it for him. I guess I don't have to do a check up on you, considering that I already have. There is no use in going through the motions. I only came so that it gives the illusion that you have just arrived. I will tell them that you are in good condition and healthy,” she said.

  “And you won’t…”

  “No, I will not tell them of your pregnancy either. Not to protect you, but to protect this new mission you have. You going back to Earth is the best thing for Trent. This agreement you want us to do with the humans, it would be helpful if it is successful, but even if it is not, at least you not being here will be better for Trent,” she said.

  My eyes opened wide, but I restrained my shock. I had not thought about the fact that she would really want me to be staying on Earth. Going back to Earth was all that I had wanted when I first arrived and spoke to her then, but now things were different for me, but not for her. She wanted me gone.

  Malaya grabbed her bag and walked toward the door. “One more thing. Trent better return from Earth alive, or else...”

  “Or else what?” I asked. My eyes narrowed at her in response. I did not want to pick a fight with
her, but it was my sassy response without thinking it through.

  “Or the Waysaw will find out your whereabouts by an anonymous tip,” she said as she walked out and slammed the door behind her.

  “Fuck,” I said. “That bitch.”

  I was pissed off at her threats, but it had to take a back burner. I could not do anything to jeopardize this. Not only did I have the secret that I was pregnant with the child of Commander Jenku Vade, but I also now needed to know if I would be forced to stay on Earth. I had not thought this through. The Grantsions forbade human interaction, and I assumed that they would not want me living among them. But how else could I stay with Trent? I wanted to stay with him, more than I wanted to return to Earth. But could I ask the superiors that now? No, I could not. I did not want to add another layer of complexity to this situation. I did not want them worrying about my own comfort and me staying on Earth, or how I could live among them. The important thing was to get this mission going at all costs; everything else would have to be dealt with later.

  Chapter 8

  Commander Trent Qoln

  We had been cleared by the Earth military to arrive on the moon station base. They did not trust a Zenkian ship to enter the Earth atmosphere, and I did not blame them. They spoke with Samantha several times by video communication to prove that we indeed have a human with us. I did not blame them after what they endured at the hands of the Waysaw.

  Leader Marca, Samantha, and I found ourselves standing in a giant glass-domed room on the surface of the Earth moon after a weeklong trip in space. The five humans that sat in front of us were nervous at our presence.

  “Samantha Gaines, we are happy that you escaped the Waysaw Zenkian. In our initial talks with you, you have stated you wish to help these Grantsion Zenkian negotiate an agreement with Earth. We have had something similar happen in the past, and that incident did not go well. But that was with the Waysaw Zenkian and not these Grantsion rebels. It is only because we have a common enemy that we are letting these Zenkian stand before us today,” the man said.

  “Yes, Ambassador Harcourt,” Samantha said. “I agree with your statement, and it is because you have a common enemy that they are here. I will allow Leader Marca here to explain the details to you. But I, as a human, can attest to the fact that these Grantsion Zenkian are different. They are kind. They have no intention of invading and conquering other planets the way the Waysaw do. It is not in their nature. They not only have the same enemy as us, but it is in their best interests to help us fight the Waysaw. You see, the more resources the Waysaw steal from Earth, the stronger they become, and the stronger they become, the more likely it is that they will be able to take over the Grantsions once and for all. Of course, the Grantsions do not want this to happen, so they want to help Earth fight the Waysaw.”

  “And how do they propose to do that?” the Ambassador asked.

  Samantha looked at Leader Marca. Leader Marca stepped forward.

  “I am called Leader Marca of the Grantsions. I am honored to be here in order to speak of these terms. I believe that in time we will perfect this alliance, but in the beginning, there will be many trials and tribulations. We leaders of the Grantsions have decided that the best course of action would be to send our soldiers to you on Earth at several bases around the planet where you can call upon them when the Waysaw invade. It is a preliminary plan, but once the Waysaw see that they will have us to fight on Earth, then they will know it will not be as simple as invading and attacking humans the way it has been for years.”

  “That is a bold statement, I must say, Leader Marca. Inviting more Zenkian to Earth when we are trying to eliminate all Zenkian from Earth seems counterintuitive,” the ambassador said.

  “I understand your meaning. As I said, in the beginning, it will be a trial and error basis. We are open to discussing the details, but we make this first offer in order to offer immediate assistance from the invading Waysaw,” Leader Marca said.

  “Understood. I will take this proposition to the leaders of Earth. We shall reconvene when I have an answer, and we can discuss more details, but I want to clear one thing up. Samantha Gaines will be on Anvin in order to be an ambassador of sorts between Earth and the Grantsions; is this correct? I believe the only way our leaders will agree to this is if there is a human overseeing the project management of it. Indeed in the future, we might want to send more humans to oversee it on the base in the Grantsion Mountains. I believe it is pertinent to the humans of Earth saying yes to this agreement,” the ambassador said.

  Leader Marca looked at Samantha and then looked at me. Then she spoke up without waiting for permission from Leader Marca.

  “Yes, that is correct, ambassador. I will be your point person on the planet of Anvin,” she said. “I will be returning with this crew with the instructions you give me,” she said.

  The ambassador looked at Leader Marca.

  “Yes, that is true,” Leader Marca said in a restrained tone knowing that such a thing had not been discussed with the other leaders, but it was a necessary decision at the moment.

  “Good,” the ambassador said. “Let me take this information to the Earth leaders, and they will have a council on it. You are our guests here. We have chambers waiting for each of you,” he said.

  “Thank you,” all three of us said.

  We were shown to a living area of the dome with living chambers. I looked at Samantha as she entered her dwelling and gave her a grin. We knew that we wanted to be in the same room together, but we could not take the chance to ruin this, not now anyway. But damn I wanted her now more than ever. Watching her take charge like that in a very precarious meeting was something that turned me on beyond anything else. She had gone from this fragile human that I had rescued to this strong woman. I knew that she had been strong all along in order to escape the Waysaw and make it as far as she did on her own, but now I was seeing it firsthand. The strong human woman Samantha Gaines. I was growing hard just thinking about it as I moved into my small living chambers.

  I was pleased that she had taken charge of the situation when the ambassador asked about her being the point of contact in Grantsion.

  Knock. Knock.

  I went to the door with a big grin expecting it to be Samantha. I would have turn her away, of course, but I was glad that she couldn’t be without me for even a few minutes.

  “Commander Qoln,” Marca said.

  “Leader Marca, please come in,” I said disappointed that it was not Samantha.

  “What are we to do now? You heard what the human Samantha said. Leader Nizok will not be pleased that we are returning with the human to live among us. It was assumed she would want to stay with her own kind,” he said pacing back and forth in the room. I knew that I wanted Samantha to return with me and I had to diffuse this situation.

  “Yes, I understand. I was thinking the same thing. Only, perhaps…” I said acting as I was thinking out loud even though I already knew what I wanted the conclusion of this conversation to be.

  “What, what is it?” he asked.

  “What do you think about doing what the human ambassador said just for now? Samantha Gaines does not have to stay on Grantsion forever, but perhaps it is best to do it for now because as the ambassador said, they expect her to be the point person. Who better to do it? We Grantsions trust her, or have no reason to doubt her. If they are adamant that a human must be their point person on Grantsion, would we rather not it be a human we already know instead of a new one they want to send? Don’t you think the leaders would be pleased that you saw that beforehand and agreed to a human they are familiar with instead of showing up at Grantsion with a completely different human they do not know?” I said.

  He stopped pacing as he thought this over. Then he smiled. “You are right. It was right of me to agree to this. They want a human on Grantsion to see this negotiation through, and it might as well be one we already know and trust,” he said basically repeating what I had just said but making it seem like it w
as his own plan.

  “Yes, exactly. You are a very wise leader to think this through. Leader Nizok and the others will be pleased with your performance here. I think the humans would be happy to have some of our battalions stationed and ready to fight with them,” I said.

  “Good. Good. Then I will wait in my chambers to hear back from the Earth leaders. Good work, Commander,” he said patting me on the back.

  “Thank you, Leader Marca,” I said.

  He walked out tall and proud. This was good. Now I had him on our side, and Samantha would be returning with us without a problem. We could continue our love affair in secret, though I knew that was a dangerous game as well. But one problem at a time. I walked to the glass and stared out at the Earth in the distance. It was so much like Anvin, and I understood why the Waysaw wanted it. It was a second Anvin.