Her Alien Abductor (Aegarian Saga) (15 page)

“What do you mean, General? We were friends before I was your Lieutenant. I thought our friendship would allow me the chance for a little joke. I believe the Earthlings call it
picking on you
. I meant no harm, of course.”

The comment still unsettled Besh, and he stepped away from the man to again look into the mirror. “I suppose it is about time to go.”

Could his comments only be a form of a joke in bad taste? He thought not: Dar was up to something. Besh’s lust had been reduced by his concern over his friend’s comments, but he would not allow this man to ruin his Joining Ceremony with the woman he loved.

****

Kaya walked into the same hall where she had agreed to be Besh’s life partner. This time, familiar faces filled the room again, all of them wearing white and gold. This time on the raised dais there was a sheer white curtain which encircled the whole round stage. She could see Besh standing behind the curtain, along with the same religious figure. Besh stood nude and totally erect behind the curtain, his gloriously muscled body held taut, his desire to have her almost a palpable emotion in the air. He was waiting to make her his, and everyone in the room knew the height of his passion for her.

As she approached the dais, she spied the large round pillow which would act as a bed for the Joining ceremony, and for the first time today she wondered if she could go through with the ceremony. She was not the type of woman to have sex in front of a crowd, and even though they would not be there for the entire act she was quite nervous. She hoped the curtain would shield more than she expected it to, but maybe with it, she would not see the faces peering up at them.

She noticed the Emperor and Empress were sitting in the front of the room, just before the dais, which only made her more nervous. Kaya understood this was an act all Aegarians went through at some point in their lives, and it was considered cultural, but she was having the biggest case of jitters she had ever had in her life.

Sigh stepped up the two steps which led to the dais along with Kaya and held open the sheer curtains to help her enter the small space. She instantly locked eyes with Besh, and her heart flipped in her chest.

His pale blue gaze held her locked, and the rest of the world ceased to exist. Being beside him she barely heard the ceremony begin.

“Ni hiza e toba … Ge ta nom de hiza.
Yobe ne hiza e fuire
…
”

Besh kneeled down on the pillow, sat, and held out his hand to her.

“Ni suit e toba … Ge ta nom de suit.
Yobe ne suit e fuire…”

Besh pulled her down to the pillow with him and pulled her onto his lap, causing her legs to straddle his thighs, and the head of his cock rested on her stomach. She laid her hands on his shoulders and placed her forehead on his chin.

“Ni suit e hiza ge ta nom d’hiza suit.
Yobe cooh ta fiure.”

Besh lifted Kaya slightly, pulling the skirt which barely covered her sex farther apart, allowing him full access to her pussy. He felt her wetness around her sex with one finger, testing if she was ready, and then pushed the head of his penis between the folds of her sex, barely entering her channel.

“Qi sig. Fiure pas, fuire yue. Suit d’ hiza.”

Besh drove up inside her passage in one swift slide. He rested, fully planted into her pussy. He stopped, pulled her upper body into his chest and held on tight, like he was scared she would pull away. The religious figure began to chant, and he lit a small fire in a bowl in his left hand and began swirling the bowl in the air around them, smoke billowing around their bodies. Sweat coated Besh’s body, and he was trembling all over, as they were not allowed to move until the blessing was complete and the cleric and the attendees had left the hall. The power and restraint Besh was displaying was incredible, especially when she looked into his face and saw he was close to snapping that control.

The blessing took almost twenty minutes, during which neither could move, and they had to stay firmly planted together. Before it was over, Kaya was barely grinding her hips, so turned on by having him deeply seated inside her she found it impossible to not move and create the delicious friction which would bring her body to orgasm, hopefully with his following.

Besh, already at his breaking point, growled at her deep in his throat, warning her to stop. She looked him in the eyes and felt it the minute his control snapped. He grabbed her ass with both hands and dove ever so much deeper inside her. She screamed out, and she heard a murmur run through the crowd.

Besh stopped, growls coming from deep inside his chest. The cleric seemed to understand their need for completion and seemed to rush his words ever so slightly, even though Kaya had no idea what it was the man was saying. Besh had told her the gist, and she trusted him, even though she still had her doubts.

The cleric placed ashes from the bowl on his thumb and wiped a mark onto Kaya’s forehead from side to side. He smiled warmly at Kaya and intoned, “Kaya e D’Hanna, D’Hanna Et Fatel. Ni suit de D’Hanna,” And then whispered quietly so only she and Besh could hear, “Blessed be Princess D’Hanna, blessed be.” The cleric then turned to the crowd and bellowed to the crowd, “All hail Princess D’Hanna. D’Hanna Et Fatel.”

A murmur traveled through the crowd and then in unison they spoke, “All hail Princess D’Hanna Et Fatel.”

Now that they both thought they would die from the torture, the ceremony was over. The cleric exited the curtain, spoke a line to the crowd, the crowd cheered and clapped, and then they all quickly began to exit the room. The Emperor and Empress beamed at the two of them and turned to go.

As the last members of the crowd exited the room, Besh grabbed her ass once more and began pumping inside her with a ferocity which had never been matched before in any of their lovemaking. Besh was pumping madly into her pussy, licking and biting her neck and ears, and circling his hands over her plump rear, using her backside to push her down harder and allowing him deeper entry. His huge cock stretched her and filled her tightly, his girth unmatched in any of her past lovers. None could ever compare.

She realized at the moment this man was hers forever; there would be no others to compare him to. He loved her and only wanted her pleasure, and those thoughts coupled with the delicious torture to her body pushed her over the brink, waves of her orgasm building from her core and spreading through her body. She screamed out, the intensity of the experience overwhelming her.

Besh continued to pump viciously into her channel, until moments later he found release, screaming his love for her, pumping his seed deep into her womb. It was then that protection came to Kaya’s mind. He pulled her across his body and lay down with her in his arms, her on top of him on the narrow pillow. He tucked her head under his chin and held her tightly to him. Once their breathing came back to normal, she spoke the words which had filled her head.

“We used no protection yesterday or today. It never crossed my mind, mostly because most of our sexual experiences have been in dreams.”

“Protection from…?”

“Protection from pregnancy.”

“Why would I want to protect you from getting pregnant?” He was completely serious, and a frown graced his wonderful features as he gazed down at her. “Do you not want my child?”

“We have never discussed children….”

He interrupted before she could say more. “Being my mate means bearing my children, and I will fill you with my seed again and again until I do; hopefully it will be soon. The thought of you ripe with my child, stomach swollen, ahh … you will be the most beautiful creature in all the heavens, my Princess. I plan on keeping you swollen with child as many times as you will let me.”

“You dolt, you didn’t let me finish. Of course I want children, but I would like to get to know you and your world, or worlds rather, a little better before I have your child. Protection would allow us to enjoy the practice without getting pregnant right away.”

“I can’t see a reason to wait. You can travel our Empire filled with my child. You can learn all you want.”

“Besh, you are so pig-headed sometimes.” She playfully swatted his shoulder.

“And you love me for it too.” His eyes twinkled with his love for her.

“Yes, I suppose I do.”

Besh paused, as if waiting to see if she’d made a declaration he’d already freely claimed. At the same moment, Kaya sucked in a breath, not sure if she had just told him she loved him, which she did not want to follow her telling him he was a pig. She waited to see if he would say anything, but he didn’t. She’d felt the emotions for some time now. She was sure she was head over heels for this man. Why was she so scared to tell him what was in her heart?

After they lay there for a few more minutes, Besh lifted her in his arms and carried her to his bedchamber, where the doors opened to the open space where they had Joined. There was a short, single flight of stairs to reach the room, but it was also open to the space below. Her beautiful, luxurious rooms were poor and drab compared to the opulence of his suite. Light flooded the open rooms from a three-sided balcony, where she saw a riot of color peeking through the curtains, which acted as walls. They waved in the breeze blowing into the room.

There were only columns placed here and there for support along the wall, making it totally open to the outdoors. In the middle of the main section of the room was an oval dais with a large bed placed in the center of it. The bed was nearly twice the size of her huge bed, and it was canopied as well; curtains of many colors traveled from the vaulted ceilings down over the bed, and they were gathered in two places on each of the two longer sides of the bed, which again were covered in the silk-like cloth.

Numerous side tables and dressers occupied the space, all covered in amazing artifacts, obviously from Besh’s many travels. When she turned her face to the only wall, which had held the double door into the room, she found a large painted portrait on the wall which took her breath away. On it she saw the two of them, he standing behind her, his pale blue gaze following her around the room. The artist of the work was quite gifted, as the figures looked like they could walk right out of the painting.

Below the painting, there was a low trestle table and a dining table with four chairs. She also noted a door beside the dining area. “Where does that lead?”

“The nursery.”

She blushed at his words.

“Then this is the only room? Is there not a bathroom adjoined?”

Besh smiled “Once you walk to the courtyard, you will see doors on either side. To the left are my study, dressing room, and bathroom. To the right are your dressing room, study, and bathroom. Across the front is a living area where we can greet guests.”

“I assumed it was a balcony like mine. Is it the courtyard I spied when walking to the hall? The one with all the beautiful blooms?”

“Yes, my Princess, you will eat your breakfast each morning surrounded by beautiful flowers all year. But you, my darling, will outshine them all.” He pulled her deeper into his arms, smiling down into her face. “I have waited so long to hear you say the words sharing your love; now I have heard them, I feel giddy. And I am not a man who feels giddy, mind you.”

She frowned at him. She had not truly said she loved him a moment earlier. “My saying you’re a pig and saying I loved your antics wasn’t exactly a declaration of love.”

He stared at her. “You don’t remember, do you?”

She watched him closely. “Remember what?” she barely whispered.

“When you screamed your release just now, you screamed your love for me then. Was it false?”

The hurt in his voice broke her heart, and she looked up into his face.

“
No
, it was not false. I love you, Besh Et Fatel. I love you with all my heart and soul.”

He pulled her close, a dazzling smile on his face. Soon after, he moved down to capture her lips.

“I love you too, my Princess.”

Besh carried her to the bed, and they spent the rest of the day and most of the night making love.

****

Kaya awoke the following morning to light kisses on her cheeks and lips, and she smiled as she opened her eyes and returned the loving embrace she was caught up in. She pulled back slightly, to gaze at her husband. Her husband. She was so overwhelmed with everything that had happened in her life this short month. She still wondered daily if it was all a dream of some kind and she would wake up, alone and heartbroken. She smiled into the most handsome, beautiful face she had ever seen in her life and was filled with a happiness few people ever have in their entire lives.

“Why did they call me Princess D’Hanna?” She had forgotten the question yesterday but had thought it odd at the ceremony.

“That is your Aegarian name. You are Princess D’Hanna Et Fatel, and whenever you are presented at court or any other function, you will be introduced as such. Our servants and subjects will also call you by that name. But in here, in our bed, you will always be my Kaya.”

She smiled, glad she would always have him to keep her rooted in reality. What little there was left in her life. He was truly becoming her rock, anticipating her needs before she even realized she was in need. It was the little things he had done the past month which had made her love him. Lust would only carry them so far, no matter how wonderful a lover he was. Love would make them truly soul mates.