Alien Romance: The Alien's Bliss: A Sci-fi Alien Warrior Invasion Abduction Romance (60 page)

“Normally, I would agree with you. This was an exception to that rule. His acts against women in general have been deplorable. His own wife feared for her life each and every time that he walked through the door. I wanted to intervene on her behalf, but I saw no way to do that without showing my hand. You made it possible for me to give her justice. It gave her a way to walk away from a situation that has become almost like a prison. I wouldn’t even presume to tell you what to do. Just continue acting like yourself and the revolution will rest on your shoulders.”

“I still don’t know what you want from me.”

“I think that’s obvious. You have my heart and I want you to have mine in return.” I turned and saw Braden standing there with his shirt wide open. He was wearing no shoes. It was definitely going to be a late supper and then we were going to have to turn in. There would be no second round of hot animalistic sex tonight. We would need our rest and the nourishment that I had provided would give us the energy for what was to come.

I was tempted to tell him about the voice, but I wasn’t sure that he would’ve believed me. He settled down and while he ate, I stood behind him and kneaded his muscles. I did not do it because I was a complacent kind of wife. I did it because I wanted to and for no other reason than that. I had a feeling that it wouldn’t be long before the woman that I had heard in this very room would be making her presence known.

“I hope that you’re enjoying it. You seem to be all tense and I thought that we took care of that upstairs.” He leaned back against my hand and he made this sigh of joy that came from eating something that I had created with my own hands.

“I am a little tense, but it has nothing to do with you. Rankin is acting a little funny. I’ve never seen him belligerent and it took a lot of coaxing to get him to go into the pen. I know that he won’t stay there. He has a spirit to roam. I just never had him try to bite me before. I was barely able to pull my hand away before he took it off altogether. I hope that he’s not sick.” I didn’t know all that much about a Dragos, but there had to be a reason why they allowed themselves to be domesticated. Could that unravel and maybe the animal had decided to rise up against its oppressors.

“I really don’t know what to tell you, Braden. I don’t know much about a Dragos. It’s not like we have them in our world. We have birds and other flying creatures, but nothing that even comes close to what I’ve seen here.” I found what looked like a piece of paper and I began to draw him a charcoal version of what I meant by birds. I did not see many other flying creatures in this world other than the Dragos. It didn’t mean that they weren’t out there. It was very possible that I would see more than my fair share of wildlife tomorrow, while trying to hunt down an Offus.

“Shana that’s fascinating and I never knew that you had an artistic side. It certainly doesn’t go with what I’ve learned about you. I guess you are a true renaissance kind of girl. You have no problem with switching from a hardened no nonsense kind of woman to a more subdued and gentle soul. I guess I was wrong all this time. My life has never been complete without you. My wife could never be what you are. I wish that you could have known her when she was a little bit more free spirited.” I had no problem with him talking about his dead wife. It sounded like we could’ve been friends if given the chance.

I extracted my hands from his shoulders, even though it was tempting to stay right there and initiate something that was a lot more pleasurable than just touching. I had to get a handle on myself. I’d never had my libido this fired up before. Just being around him had turned me into an insatiable machine. I wanted him all the time. I found that it was my duty to introduce him to a world that he didn’t know. I saw his reaction when I tied him up and I wondered what he would do if I was in his position. It was a giddy little thrill that made me look at him with fire in my eyes and lust in my heart.

“I know that look, Shana. We really don’t have time and I’m not sure if I have anything left to give you. You took it all and the feeling of submitting to you was something different indeed. I want you to conserve your energy, because we’re both going to need it tomorrow. We need to catch two Offus and bring them back for Lord Vadam. Once we have accomplished that, we can move on to the other aspects of the tournament. I think that before you go to bed that you should read up on those other aspects. It will give you a better idea of what to expect. I think that you’ve already done that to some degree, but I would really implore you to take a second look. There are always nuances that you probably didn’t see the first time around.”

I thought that he was going to be a typical man and leave everything for me to clean up. Instead, he became my helper and before long, we had everything back to where it once was. This relationship was a 50/50 collaboration. We worked together and no one person had too many duties that would make them feel that they were being used.

“I don’t know how quite to tell you this, Braden, but you are unlike any man that I’ve ever met. It’s the small things that matter the most. I don’t think I could find a man that would be helpful in the kitchen. Some guys think that the world revolves around them. They think a woman should take care of them, like their mother did when they were growing up. I can see that your mother has given you an independence to do things on your own without assistance. I think that a lot of people could take lessons from you.” He hugged me and I felt like I got lost in his arms.

“I guess what they say about a mother’s love is true. My father was always fighting the good fight, leaving my mother to fend for herself and for her child. I didn’t learn much from my father. I actually learned to fight at my mother’s hand. I don’t know where she learned how to defend herself, but she could’ve given a lot of these men a run for their position. There’s never been a woman that was a guardsman. I hope that you can be the first and that we can stand side to side in battle together.” He relinquished his hold on me and went upstairs. I was about to follow, when he turned with a stare and pointed towards the library.

“I thought that you were joking about me having to go over the aspects of the tournament again. Apparently, you are a stubborn man. I guess it wouldn’t hurt to have a refresher course.” He smiled, nodded his head and began to make his way upstairs with his feet slamming against the stairs. He was a big man, but from what I saw today, he was about average in the standards of Markham.

Chapter five

The tournament consisted of five competitions. There were 10 and it was up to the Lord to decide which ones were going to be used on each given tournament per year. It meant that those warriors that were going to attend had to be ready for all 10, even though they would only have to contend in five. We had already completed the flying of the arrows and now we were about to embark on the hunt for an Offus. Each one had its pitfalls, but if you knew what you were doing and was agile enough, then you could probably emerge the victor.

I had the book open for the rules and suddenly the pages began to turn on their own. They landed on the hand to hand combat page. I had a feeling that my benefactor was giving me a heads up on what the next competition was going to entail. How she could possibly know what was inside Lord Vadam’s head was beyond me. Perhaps, he had spoken of it to a confidant and she had gleaned that information from seducing it from that confidant’s lips. Perhaps, he was unaware of the invasion to his privacy. Either way, I had a good idea of what I would have to do to survive.

It consisted of a fight called the Karrock. It was essentially a combination of martial arts and UFC fighting. The one thing I did notice was this battle was fought either to the death or incapacitation. The only way to win was to make sure that your opponent did not get up for a full 5 minutes. It was barbaric and there were no weapons besides the ones that god gave you when you were born. I had learned how to box from my uncle and I could take on any opponent and make them wish that they didn’t step into the ring with me. I suppose I could’ve gone pro, but I had no real interest in making my life revolve around pummeling somebody, until they couldn’t go on.

“I don’t know if you are here, but I thank you for the heads up.” The pages started to flip again and the last two competitions were now known to me. One looked fairly easy to comprehend, but the other one contained a quest that would make it virtually impossible for all the competitors to survive. I didn’t even know how she could possibly know which competition would come first and last. I’d seen some strange things, but magic or what they perceived as magic was not one of them. Until now, I saw this species as underdeveloped.

It was only the technology of their weapons and their armor that made me think that they were more than just Neanderthals.

This last one, the Quest of Vanguard had many aspects. It was said in the rule book that the Quest of Vanguard was rarely called upon, because not that many people survived the ordeal. It wasn’t that they couldn’t, but they were unwilling to work together for a common cause.

I closed the book after an hour and I figured from what I’d learned about the way that the sun and the moon were situated that I had about 5 hours of sleep to be had. I would need every minute. I was trusting that Braden would wake me in the morning in time to go out into the forest and do what needed to be done.

I felt like I had a guardian angel on my shoulder. I didn’t know what her true agenda was, but apparently, she had decided in her infinite wisdom that I was the one that was going to change everything. I guess, considering that they really didn’t have a strong female presence that might’ve been right. I had stood up to Lord Vadam and it was a risk to my health and well being. I’m sure that my benefactor had given me the exact passage in the book of rules. Braden had told me that every competitor was given the book of rules, so that they would have an idea of how to train for the one year that they were isolated from their families.

I fell asleep in Braden’s arms and I felt him encompass me like a warm blanket. His body was more than enough to keep me nice and cozy.

It was only after I heard this bellow of a horn that I awoke with a start to find Braden not sleeping beside me. I heard what sounded like water. I decided to follow it to its source, until it was loud enough that I knew that I was close to finding where it was coming from.

I saw him standing outside and the water that I had heard was falling from off the rocks and onto his naked body. The water only accentuated his muscles and I stood there and admired how he had sculpted himself into the monument of man that I had come to know and love.

“Are you going to just stand there, or are you going to join me?” If I were to join him, I’m not sure that we would’ve gotten much done. I continued to stare at him, reveling in the image of the man. His naked form was too much.

“I’m not sure that it’s a good idea that I come over there. That’s not going to stop me from doing it though.” I stripped off the shirt that I had slept in last night with his scent surrounding me the entire time that I was in his arms. The material separated and there were no buttons. It seemed that this material stuck together like a Velcro substance that I would find on my own world.

I dropped all pretenses and I stepped up behind him to feel just how hard his muscles really were. I moved my hands down his slick frame and found the object of my desire now waking from its own slumber. I could feel how smooth his crotch was. I cradled his balls and I did not feel those bristly ends poking me in the hands.

“Shana, I have to say that I have never thought about doing this.” He was referring to the very close shave that I had given him, while he was submitting to my will. “I think that I could get used to it.” He would have to, because if he was like any other man in my world, then it was going to itch like crazy when it started to grow back in.

“I think that you’ll find that shaving is preferable to the alternative. I shave regularly, but when I went to do it last night, it was a little more difficult. You don’t have the technology for an electric razor. You don’t even have razors and I had to use the straight blade of your knife. I don’t even know what the stuff that I slathered on you was, but it worked for what I had in mind.” He reached back and was now feeling the product of what I was talking about. His hand had traced down the lips and he was now pulling them open.

“This is definitely something that we should introduce to the people. I’m just not sure how we would go about it. I suppose if I talked to others and if you talk to other women, then we’d be able to make sure that the word got out. Oh and that stuff you used is a salve for wounds to heal.” I was more than happy to talk to some of the girls, but I wasn’t sure just what kind of reaction I would get to the suggestion of shaving off their hair down there. That was something that was going to have to be handled with kid gloves.

As it was, I was preoccupied and I had my hands wrapped around him and was using both of them to give him a good morning hand. His breathing was getting shallow and I could tell from the way that his hips were now moving against my fingers that he was more than happy to allow me to take matters into my own hands.

“Are you going to go down on me?” The idea did introduce itself into my thought process, but then again just having my hands around him was more than enough to stoke the fires between my legs. “I love the way that you do that with your hands.” If he loved t that, then he was in for a real treat when I showed him something that wasn’t just for foreplay.

“If you don’t mind, I think that I’m going to continue what I’m doing.” There was this spongy purple stuff against the rock and just touching it made my hands slippery. It was almost like aloe, but also had this greasy like feel to it. I wondered if he had ever considered using it in a different way. If not, then he was going to find out how my hands felt with that slippery and greasy feel. The water was good, but it didn’t give the same texture as a water based lubricant. This was the closest that I was going to come to finding something like that and I was going to use it to the best of my advantage.