Alien Guardian's Baby (Scifi Alien Romance) (Zoran Warriors) (5 page)

T
he ship’s
incessant beeping wakes me from my slumber. Isa’s head is resting on my naked chest, and I run my fingers through her soft, golden hair. I feel her breath against me, her soft legs still entangled with mine.

I kiss the top of her head, drinking in her wonderful scent. I’ve never felt like this before. So connected; so… at peace.
She’s my mate
. My hand glides down her back, cupping the cheeks of her ass.

By now, she’s already pregnant with my child. There’s no doubt in my mind about that. I feel it in my bones.

I never thought I’d mate, and certainly not with a human. I’ve dedicated myself to the Zoran Empire. I put my own life on the line, day after day, so that my people stay safe. Now, in the blink of an eye, that has changed.

I still serve my people, but nothing is more important to me than Isa and our unborn child. I’d die for her. It feels like a beast inside of me has awoken, and it’s fiercely protective.

The beeping continues. I know I have to check it out, but I want to enjoy this feeling just a moment longer. Isa shifts her weight, nuzzling my chest, and my cock stirs.

“Good morning,” I say, nibbling at her left ear.

“Mmmhm,” she groans. “Is it morning already?”

“That depends,” I say. “We’re in space, so it can be whatever time of the day you want it to be.”

“So I can sleep in
forever
?”

I grin. “If that’s what you want, then yes.”

“That’s what I want,” she says, stretching herself out. Her hands glide over my chest and arms, resting on my strong biceps. “You make a pretty good bed, you know that?”

“You make a fine blanket,” I answer, my hands digging into her soft, warm skin.

She reaches down, running her thumb across the length of my hardening cock. “I can feel that,” she says with a smirk. Her fingers encircle my length, barely making it. It’s a miracle I fit inside of her as well as I do, but our bodies feel
made
for each other.

I groan as she strokes my length, fully awakening my inner beast. There’s nothing I want to do more than slide my cock back into her warm, wet entrance… but I really ought to check on the ship’s computer.

“Hold that thought,” I say as I gently slide Isa off my naked body and get out of bed.

She whines playfully, reaching out for me.

I stretch my arms over my head. When I open my eyes again, I find Isa is staring up at me, a bemused smile on her lips.

“What?” I ask.

“Don’t act like you don’t know,” she says.

“Know what?”

She rolls her eyes. “That you’re perfect.”

“You’re one to talk,” I say. I find it impossible to tear my eyes away from her beauty. From the dimples in her cheeks to the freckles on her nose, from her round, large breasts to her curvy, amazing hips – I cherish every single part of her.

She rubs her back onto the soft bed, purring like a kitten. “Come back,” she coos. “It’s cold without you.”

“Just a second,” I say. I climb the ship’s ladder all the way to the top floor, where the main controls are, the high-pitched beeping getting louder as I get closer. “What did you ruin a perfectly good moment for, shuttle?”

DECRYPTION COMPLETE.

“Isa,” I roar. “The computer decrypted your message!”

She climbs the ladder faster than I knew humans could move. In a flash she’s standing behind me, fully nude, leaning over my shoulder. The shuttle has only one seat in its cockpit, so she can’t see the screen very well.

“What does it say?”

I grab her waist and lift her onto my lap so that we can read the message together. I wrap my arms around her waist as I kiss the back of her neck. Her eyes scour the screen, and I feel her heartbeat quickening.

ISABELLA PARKER. VORTEX STATION. LEVEL 42, 4
^th
QUADRANT, #183.

TELL NO ONE.

N.

She reads the message over and over again. “That’s… that’s it?” she asks, sounding deflated.

“That’s it.”

“That can’t be right,” she says. “There’s more. There has to be more. The file was megabytes of data!”

“All noise to hide the message,” I answer. “This is the only information, trust me.”

She turns around, her blue eyes blazing with anger. Her finger prods my chest, her cheeks flushed red. “You must’ve made a mistake! There has to be more! I can’t… I… I thought I’d finally get some answers…”

The anger seeps out of her, and it is replaced by grief. I grab her wrists, folding my fingers around them, making sure not to touch her mark. “We’ll find this ‘N’, Isa, trust me. We’ll get you everything you’re looking for. Once we reach Vortex Station, we’ll get all our answers.”

D
rax rocks
me on his lap, his big, blue arms folded around me like a cradle. For the first time in my life, I let my emotions run free. Tears streak down my cheeks, dripping down Drax’s taut chest.

When I received that strange message, I thought I knew for sure it contained some answers, some inkling of my own history, but instead, all I got was an address, and more questions. Who is
N
? Why can’t I tell anyone? Am I somehow involved in some intergalactic conspiracy?

Why couldn’t I just have grown up with my parents? Why couldn’t I have a normal life? These questions are nothing new; I’ve been wondering the same thing my entire life. But right now these questions are louder and more prominent in my mind than they’ve been in a long time. Perhaps because, for a while there, I thought I was so close to the answers.

Drax’s hand run downs my back, his fingers making small circles on my naked skin. The ship is cold, but his body is warm, and I nuzzle my chest against him. The sound of his heartbeat calms me.

I’m wary of trusting people – and aliens especially, with my parents being kidnapped and all – but there’s something about the Zoran warrior that puts me at ease. When he talks, I feel he’s telling the truth. There are no agendas, no hidden meanings. He speaks from his heart.

Even if this search leads me nowhere, I’m still thankful for the message because it delivered me into his strong, blue arms.

“Why are you so nice to me?” I ask, gazing into his brightly colored eyes.

Drax’s lips curl up into a smile. “What are you talking about?” he says. “You are my mate. It’s my duty to protect you.”

“What do you mean exactly when you say ‘mate’?”

My big blue alien smiles. “It means you are mine, and I am yours. It means I will fight and die for you. It means we are one.”

“But I’m just a human,” I say. “Your kind is bigger, stronger, faster…”

He shut me up with a kiss. “There’s no one I’d rather be with than you, Isa,” he says.

And I believe him.

For the first time in my life, I feel like I
belong
somewhere.

It’s just my luck that that place is on a shuttle deep in space, probably being chased by a pack of marauding Silverback gorilla aliens intent on killing us, and we’re heading straight toward their headquarters…

I feel guilty. Here I am, feeling miserable about my childhood, while Drax just yesterday lost his entire crew. I should be the one comforting him!

“Are you… are you okay?” I ask.

Drax raises his eyebrows, as if the question itself is ludicrous.

“What do you mean?”

“You know,” I say. “You’ve been through a lot. Do you want to talk about it?”

“Talk about what?”

“Your emotions.”

He shakes his head. “That is not the Zoran way.”

“Well, it is the human way,” I say. “I want you to talk to me.”

“No.”

“
No?
”

“No.”

“If we’re going to be mates, I want you to trust me,” I say. “You have feelings. Express them!”

“We
are
mates,” Drax growls. “And it is my duty to protect
you
, not the other way around.”

My eyes grow wide. “Is that how you see this?” I ask. I rise from his lap and fold my arms over my chest. He tries to reach for my hips, but I take a step back, my behind pressing into the ship’s control stick.

“I like you, Drax, but I don’t
need
your protection,” I say. “I’ve taken care of myself all my life, and I don’t intend to be your trophy… mate, or whatever.”

His yellow eyes are first filled with surprise, and then with anger. He rises from his seat as well, towering over me, his broad chest pressing against mine. This ship’s small compartment is not the perfect place to have our quarrel.

“You shame me?” he growls. “You resist my protection?”

He flexes all his muscles – and his big, blue cock. It throbs between his legs, the large head pressing against my stomach.

Why are we having this argument naked again? It’s hard to focus when I feel his hardness…

“I’m not resisting anything,” I say, glancing down at his blue cock.

That’s a lie.

My mouth waters when I remember how good his member tasted. It’s almost unfair: Drax is the tallest and strongest man I’ve ever seen,
and
his cock tastes like peaches? I never stood a chance.

I place my open palm on his rock-hard chest. “I don’t know anything about Zorans,” I say, “but on Earth, mates are equals.”

His hands move to my breasts. I should probably slap his hands away, but I have to admit I like the way it feels.

“Equals?” he asks, his eyebrows furrowed.

Damn it
. His frown shouldn’t turn me on this much… but it does.

“Yes,” I say, my voice losing a bit of its fury, as my anger turns into arousal. “Equals.”

“I don’t understand,” he says, his thumbs rubbing my sensitive nipples. The touch sends a jolt of electricity through my body – straight to my core. “You are mine.”

His cock brushes against my mound, and I have to bite my lip to stop from moaning. The fact that this big, blue warrior has trouble understanding he doesn’t own me is not something I’m supposed to enjoy. I think.

My body disagrees.

He leans in, resting his forehead against mine, and his hot breath tickles me. “I am yours,” I say in a throaty growl, “but you are mine, too.”

He kisses me, his tongue sliding into my mouth. I kiss him back, our tongues intertwining. His soft, bottom lip is the best thing I’ve ever tasted – except for his cock.

His hands move to my ass, and he lifts me up effortlessly, as if I’m as light as a feather. My naked back is pressing against the window, the head of his cock rubbing against my wetness, and a soft moan escapes my lips.

If anyone is peering at us from space, they’re getting quite a view, but I don’t care.

His possessiveness is an aphrodisiac to me.

I place my hands against the window as his strong, blue hands roam my body. I arch my body, aching,
begging
for his touch. Drax smirks at me, that same cocky grin I can’t stop myself lusting over.

Then, to my surprise, he suddenly lifts me up and flips me over. I yelp in surprise, my hands resting against the window, his hands supporting my waist, my thighs on his shoulders. Outside I see a gorgeous vista, with stars burning brightly as far as the eye can see, but I can’t concentrate on that now. Not when I feel my Zoran’s hot breath between my legs.

“Wh-what are you doing?” I stammer, but the next moment I feel his skilled tongue slide across my seam, and I know
exactly
what he’s doing.

He pushes his long, skilled tongue as far into my pussy as it can go, tasting me, drinking in my scent. It’s embarrassing to be so
exposed
to him, but when his tongue curves and hits my G-spot, I quickly forget my modesty.

“O-oh y-yes,” I moan, my body like putty in his hands. “Oh! Oh!
Oh!
”

He growls approvingly as he licks me, exploring every last inch of me.

I can’t hold on.

Within seconds I feel my orgasm building and building, the waves of pleasure growing stronger as his tongue hits me in
just
the right place. I squeeze my thighs as the pleasure gets too much, but Drax keeps going, undeterred by my writhing and moaning.

I come. I come screaming and moaning, my entire body trembling. I go limp, but Drax’s strong hands hold me up. With my legs still shaking, Drax lowers my waist until it’s level with his.

I’m still hovering in mid-air, my hands resting against the window, but it doesn’t matter to the Zoran warrior. I feel as light as a feather as he places the head of his cock against my wet pussy, the big head parting my lips. With a loud growl he pushes forward, his thickness filling me, spreading me, fulfilling me.

I don’t think I’ll ever get used to how
big
and
good
he feels inside of me.

He pounds me from behind. His hands are wrapped around my waist, easily holding me up as his cock hammers into me, his big, blue balls slapping against me with every thrust. All I can do is moan as I receive the fucking of a lifetime, my body his to use.

I’m pushed forward with every thrust until my face is pressed into the glass. My mouth falls open and my eyes flutter shut from sheer pleasure.

If anyone’s out there, they’re getting quite the view! I don’t care, though. I can’t. I can’t do anything but be
fucked
by Drax, be taken by this big, blue warrior, with his sculpted body and perfect cock.

His breathing is labored and heavy, and I feel his cock swell inside me.

“Yes,” I groan. “Fill me!”

I want his load inside of me
.

He growls like an animal as he comes, unleashing himself deep inside of me, his cock buried all the way to the hilt in my pussy. I feel his entire body throb as he fires his hot, potent load.

I’m his. My body, and my heart, belong to him.

After several minutes he lowers me down to my feet, and I instantly turn around and jump into his arms, kissing my blue warrior. He carries me off to our bed, where we continue this session, again, and again… and again…