The Alien's Challenge: A SciFi Alien Warrior Romance (Drixonian Warriors Book 6)

by Ella Maven

  He dropped me and I felt Xavy at my back. Hap reached over me and clasped Xavy’s head, briefly touching their foreheads. “Thanks for bringing her back to me. I guess I’m glad you’re alive too.”

  Xavy laughed. “Well you’ll have to share her now.” He held up our clasped hands.

  Hap’s eyes went wide, and he slapped a hand on his chest, staggering back. “I knew that too!” he cried. He whirled around to where Shep had made his way toward us. “I told you, didn’t I, Shep? They were meant to be!”

  “You did, Hap,” he clasped a hand on his mate’s shoulder, his eyes crinkled as he smiled. “Welcome home, you two.”

  Squeals and screams erupted from inside the walls and a second later, a group of female bodies flung themselves down the path. Of course, a few were slower than normal with their big bellies, but Miranda and Justine led the pack along with Reba’s welf, Luna. Bazel was there too, Tark and Anna’s daughter, barreling toward me with her little arms pumping.

  Everyone hit me at once, and Xavy was smart enough to move out of the way as we hit the ground in a pile of limbs, hair, and tears.

  We all talked at once, and there were I miss you’s, and I love you’s, and I hate you’s—Justine—until Xavy reached into the pile and pulled me out by my neck. “Quit smothering my mate,” he hollered, a smile on his face as he proudly displayed our wrists. The squeals renewed and he rolled his eyes.

  A loud voice boomed over the din. “Our prodigal son as returned.” Daz strode toward us, a large grin on his face while Sax bounded out from behind him.

  I expected Sax to greet his best friend in the typical forehead touching Drixonian way, but instead he threw his arm around his shoulders and curled it into a headlock. With gritted teeth, he began to slap at Xavy’s head. “If. You. Ever. Pull. That. Shet. On. Us, Again, I will kill you, myself.” He ended his tirade with a volley of blows.

  “Sax!” Val scolded, and finally the Drix released his hold on a shove.

  Xavy stumbled away and when he lifted his head, he was grinning, his hair wild. “Aw, was someone cranky without his Xavy-Wavy?”

  “Yes!” Val called out with her hand cupped around her mouth. “He was insufferable.”

  “Payback sucks.” Xavy pointed at his friend. “How do you think I felt when your ass was locked in Uldani jail?”

  Sax sniffed, and with a roll of his shoulders, clasped his hand on the back of Xavy’s neck. Their foreheads touched, and their lips moved. I let them have their privacy, my heart swelling at the friends once again reunited.

  I cleared my throat. “So, we have three announcements. One, Xavy and I got our loks. Two, I’m never drinking spirits again.” Laughter met my words. “Okay, so maybe that’s a lie.” I grinned. “And three, we brought friends.”

  I waved my hand in a flourish to the returo behind us. I waited for the excitement when everyone caught sight of the Kaluma, but silence met my words. I turned around to find nothing but the returo. Had they not emerged from the returo yet? “Um, hello?”

  More silence.

  Xavy snorted. “Quit showing off.”

  A rumbling laughter from the direction of the returo met his words, and then one by one in a series of clicks, the Kaluma appeared. They were scattered—Bosa leaned casually against the side of the returo and a few perched on the hood while a couple more had climbed trees. All without us knowing.

  Bosa took a step forward with a confident swagger. “Heard you all needed some help wiping the Uldani off the planet.”

  Daz stepped forward, his hair blowing in the wind and his red armband with the gold trim clearly visible. “We do.”

  Bosa shrugged. “Turns out I like watching them bleed.”

  Daz grinned.

  Luckily the returo was small enough to be wheeled inside the gates. After that, the Kaluma were shown to two huts, where they’d sleep ten each. We hadn’t been gone that long, but more huts had been built to accommodate the many clavases making their homes within the Night King’s Walls.

  Xavy was immediately whisked off to a meeting with the council and Bosa, so I retreated to my room with Hap and the girls. He refused to leave my side, and I’d forgotten how much his presence made me content.

  We piled into my room, where I gave them an abridged version of all that had happened over the last few days. There were a lot of gasps and a few tears as I talked about Wensla and the other females. But we all felt hopeful that their lives would be changing for the better.

  “Bosa is kind of intimidating.” Naomi laid on her stomach, her feet kicked up behind her. Frankie played with her hair while Miranda, Justine, and Reba lounged on some pillows in the corner. Anna had taken Bazel away for a meal, and Val was busy with a wounded warrior from training. Hap perched on my desk while I sat on the chair next to him.

  “He is,” I agreed. “Stay away from him. He’s not a fan of humans. Well, he’s not a fan of anyone who isn’t Kaluma.”

  Hap’s fingers brushed over my wrists. “And you’re happy?” His eyes shone.

  “Very,” I smiled.

  “I knew it,” Justine announced. “I just didn’t know it would take stuffing you two in a cave for a while to force you to see what was in front of your faces.”

  “Hey, I knew we were meant to be together, Xavy just…” I sighed. “He needed to learn to trust himself with me.”

  “What does that mean?” Frankie moved onto braiding another section of Naomi’s hair.

  I felt a little awkward with an audience talking about my sex life with Xavy. Sure, I wrote dirty things, but that was fiction. Fantasies. Talking about my real life was weird. “We both have certain things we like in bed. And Xavy didn’t think I’d be into it. But since we were clearly made for each other, I’m way into it.” I winked at Hap. “If you all hear some interesting noises coming from his hut, don’t worry.”

  “You’ll be moving to his hut?” Justine cheered with her hands in the air. “That means I won’t have to hear you moaning his name to yourself.”

  I scowled at her. “Yeah, about that, you little snitch—”

  “It all worked out in the end,” She sang to herself with her eyes closed.

  “You just wait. I’ll get back at you. Maybe I’ll slip some stories into Nero’s ear.”

  Justine’s expression immediately went tight, and her hard gaze zeroed in on me. “Why him?”

  “Why not?” I smirked.

  “I’m single and not ready to mingle. You all are doing enough work with your wombs. I’m fine as I am.” She crossed her arms over her chest.

  “Fatas chooses for you,” Hap said.

  She turned her glare on him. “Fatas doesn’t know I exist.”

  Frankie clapped her hands. “Enough talk about Justine. She’s happy being our grumpy, lovable unmated friend.” She leaned back and rubbed her protruding stomach. “So, Tab, what kind of sounds are we going to be hearing in the middle of the night?”

  I dissolved into giggles on Hap’s lap.

  Xavy

  I returned from the council meeting with my mind crowded from all we’d talked about. Bosa had ideas and didn’t like to be told what to do. Sherif had warned me of this but told me he was still the best warrior for the fight against the Uldani. I loathed thinking about what the next rotations would hold as he tried to make him fall into line with us.

  Already, he was clashing with Daz, who wouldn’t put up with that for long. Still, we had to play nice. We needed the Kaluma, and they wanted information about Kazel. We’d make it work.

  I stepped into my hut, planning on a quick cleansing before searching the grounds for my mate. As soon as I stepped in my door, I stopped short.

  Tabitha knelt on my furs, completely naked, wearing only a necklace and a smile. I moved closer, and at first my muscles locked when I saw the necklace was made of the same material as the Kaluma female collars—until I looked closer.

  First of all, it wasn’t a thick, high band that wrapped around her neck like Varnex’s females had
worn. This one was thinner, laying over her chest and dipping down to the tops of her breasts. And the pattern… the pattern was the same as our loks.

  “How—?” I began.

  “One of the females, Yupli, she worked on it all night for me.” Tabitha’s small fingers touched the necklace with reverence.

  I swallowed, my eyes drawn to the pattern, so boldly marking her as mine. “But … doesn’t it remind you of bad things?”

  She shook her head, and her tits wobbled. “No, because I chose to put this on. I’m choosing to wear it and be yours, Xavy. That’s the difference.”

  “I’ll wear one too,” I blurted.

  Her smile grew. “We can share.”

  The shining iridescent surface of the stone gleamed in the dim light of the hut. The setting sun’s rays cast an orange glow over the surface while it also reflected the purple of Tabitha’s hair. Her aura in my mind swirled sensually, and I could smell her arousal.

  I released the clasp of my pants and stepped out of my boots before striding to our furs naked. She reached for me as I drew closer. “I told the girls to ignore any and all noises from this hut.”

  I laughed. “Good, because I intend to make you scream.”

  “And moan?”

  “And groan.” I rose over her until she was forced onto her back, her hair spread out on the furs and her legs parted. Her curls and folds were wet with her juices. “And pant. And call my name over and over again.”

  “Xavy,” she murmured as I lowered my mouth to her cunt. I licked at her lazily and she gripped my hair. “Go on then. You’ve earned it. Make me scream.”

  I did. By the time we were through and she was riding my cock with her tits and necklace bouncing, every sound of pleasure had dripped from her tongue. She fell asleep against my chest, sated.

  War was coming, that much was sure, but with Tabitha in my arms and knowing many of my brothers felt the same happiness I did, I believed we could do anything.

  Even defeat the Uldani.

  With that on my mind I let myself drift off to sleep, happiness flowing through my veins.

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  If you missed reading about Daz and Frankie, you can get their story in The Alien’s Ransom. Sax and Valerie’s story is in The Alien’s Escape. Ward and Reba’s story is The Alien’s Undoing. Miranda and Drak’s story is The Alien’s Revenge. Gar and Naomi’s story is The Alien’s Savior.

  The next book is Justine and Nero’s story. These two find love amidst a war in The Alien’s Equal.

  The Alien’s Equal

  He’s done waiting… and is ready to claim his mate.

  Justine: Alien planet life isn’t so bad. I’ve taken a vow of celibacy so the perfect male specimens walking around with their bulging muscles and other…bulges…don’t do it for me. I’m content to live my life and avoid the one male with the soft voice and all-knowing eyes who has me rethinking that vow.

  But our peaceful existence is threatened by enemies who want to use my human friends and I as nothing but breeders. I spent too long without control of my life to sit back on the sidelines during an alien war where my friends and I are the spoils. I’m slapping on warpaint and suiting up alongside my alien saviors. No one controls my destiny but me.

  Nero: Justine is mine—I knew it the moment I met her. But she requires patience and a gentle touch. I can’t rush this, or I’ll never win her over. But as war looms, I realize I might have waited too long. My role is crucial to ensuring the Drixonian’s complete freedom from the exploitative Uldani, and it’s a mission I might not return from.

  Even worse news? Justine insists on fighting at my side. What she doesn’t know is that my patience has come to an end. By the time I’m through, she’ll beg me to claim her.

  The Alien’s Equal is a full-length Sci-Fi Romance novel featuring a stubborn heroine with a fighter’s determination and an obsessed alien who’s losing his patience waiting for the mate of his dreams.

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  Acknowledgments

  This series wouldn’t be anything without my readers. Thank you so much for loving these blue guys as much as me. I feel so grateful for each and every one of you!

  Thank you so much to Natasha Snow, my cover designer, who continually inspires me with her amazing work. This series might not have ever gotten off the ground without her amazing covers!

  Thank you to Del for the thorough edits. I appreciate you working with me during the craziness that is homeschool and quarantine!

  Thank you so much to all my readers in Ella Maven’s Haven! You make me smile every day.

  About the Author

  Ella Maven is the pen name for a multi-published USA Today Bestselling author who decided to finally unleash the alien world that had been living in her head for years. (Is that weird? Probably). Her books feature dominant, possessive aliens who are absolutely devoted to their humans.

  She lives on the East Coast with her completely normal husband and two spawn who sure seem alien some days.