Kept: An Erotic Anthology (40 page)

“What’s wrong with you two?” Cali demanded.

With a sigh, Deimos lifted his shirt. Cali gazed at his belly startled. There was a small yellow glow low on his belly not unlike a pen laser.

“What is that?” she whispered. “It wasn’t there before. Oh my God, were you hurt in your last battle?” Cali felt her heart drop to her toes she was that terrified.

“That is our child.”

Cali gaped at Deimos who gazed back looking apprehensive. “You’re pregnant?”

“It would appear so,” Blazar said.

“But you’re a guy.”

“I’m an alien with no gender, or both genders,” Deimos replied.

“But how will you give birth?” Cali asked.

“When my entire torso glows, the baby will be ready to slip through my skin.”

“Okay now that sounds painful.”

“Cali I didn’t conceive on purpose,” Deimos said. He still looked anxious.

Cali felt like she was suddenly hit with a sledge hammer. “Is that baby mine?” her voice was little more than a squeak.

“Yours and Blazar’s. I never thought, I mean it just happened. I was surprised…”

Cali thumped onto her bottom. Her thoughts were tumbling like an out of control dryer. “Does this mean I’m going to be a mother—or a father?”

“You will be a parent,” Blazar said.

“But what will it call me?”

“It will call you Cali,” Deimos said appearing somewhat confused.

“How will I touch it? Will it burn me? What do we wish for, a boy or a girl, or a God damned glow worm?” Cali was so confused. If this baby was part light she may never get to touch it. How could she not hold her own child? It would kill her.

Deimos crouched before her, he took her hands into his. “When the child is first born it will be light. I’m sorry but only Blazar and I will be able to hold it.”

Cali knew her face must have looked like the world was coming to an end. Deimos smiled at her and gripped her chin.

“I was worried you would be angry,” he said. “Don’t look so sad. Before too long, the baby can choose what form to take.”

“A baby that picks its own sex?” Cali was dumbfounded.

“The baby will have no real sex,” Blazar said.

“How am I supposed to deal with this?” Cali demanded. “If the baby is part mine it might be born a boy or girl.”

“I suppose it’s possible,” Deimos said but his lopsided grin made her feel doubtful.

“When Altair was here, he said he couldn’t regenerate. What will you both do? I mean will the baby be okay if you don’t generate?” Cali asked.

“Altair depleted because of the ship’s hyper drive,” Blazar explained. “In order for him to go faster, he needed to use his own strength. Once you landed, the ship was destroyed and he had no way to change back. He didn’t have the power.”

“But Altair has your ship.”

“We will be fine until he gets back,” Deimos said. “Until then we will take care of you.”

“Um, shouldn’t you be resting, Deimos?” Cali was concerned. He had recently been in a vicious fight and he was after all pregnant, as weird as it sounded.

“I feel fine. In fact, with another light source within me I’m twice as strong. The Gars will never return. You are safe now.”

As though to prove his point Deimos pulled her into his arms. Cali could feel his warmth; she sensed another presence and smiled. Blazar joined them.

“We missed you,” Blazar said.

She had missed them too, even though it had only been four days. “You let Altair take me away.”

“Altair said we could visit you. A great gift believe it or not,” Blazar said. “Hunters don’t go into a scientist’s lab. We were stunned. We honestly felt he could take better care of you. We realized we were wrong the second you were gone. We needed to finish our job. Gars were killing innocents in the form of a giant human shape on a planet filled with little people, humanoid but much smaller. We needed to fight in human form. After the battle, we were given suitable clothes made by the little females. The little people were eternally grateful, stories were being told as we left.”

“David and Goliath, no doubt,” Cali said and smiled picturing the battle.

“Our baby won’t survive on our planet,” Deimos said. He held Cali by the shoulders. “It will take all three of us to raise this child.”

Cali knew no matter what she said they would never be far. The idea of being alone wasn’t a happy thought. She was surprised when Deimos gathered her wrists and pinned them behind her back. Her body was pressed to the length of him.

“You said a cock could tell a person how much they loved you,” Deimos said.

Cali giggled. “Not exactly. Making love is what you mean. A cock doesn’t talk.”

“Then why does mine strain to be with you?”

Cali could feel the outline of his hard on pressing against her. “It means you want me.”

“There you see? My cock wants you.”

“Always the romantic,” she muttered dryly.

Deimos trailed his thumb down her cheek. “Skin feels so much softer than light when it’s touched. But light can touch everywhere.”

Cali’s wrap dropped to pool at her feet. Both males’ eyes blazed with a warm brightness. Blazar moved closer as Deimos released her wrists and struggled from his clothes. For a moment he looked flustered.

“Holy lights blazing,” he said with a low growl. “This outer flesh is a pain in the asses.”

“Clothes, Deimos. They are clothes, and we will need them for this environment, to fit in,” Blazar explained.

Deimos tripped over his dropped pants and sprang back up. He ran a hand over his perfect blond hair. Cali chuckled. Blazar took his time; each limb was slipped from his jeans or his shirt. It was a teasing kind of disrobing and he winked at Cali. Cali had almost forgotten they were sex gods. She could eat them alive.

Taking Deimos’s face into her palms Cali pressed her lips to his. She could feel the yellow of his bright eyes shine behind her closed lids. Her tongue invaded his mouth and she groaned. His taste was spring water, cool as the river. As his body began to heat up she was grateful for the refreshment of his mouth. Cool lips pressed against the back of her neck and Blazar mimicked what she was doing, covering her body in sweet kisses. They were back to the surreal world of warm light. Her body was so warm, the amazing contrast of cool moist mouths on her heated flesh was arousing.

Where they took her, there was no concept of mass. Cali rolled with them in their bubble of contentment. She was cocooned in love, fueled with desire. Fingers pressed into her heat. The long length of a thick cock slipped into her mouth and she groaned. She knew it was Deimos, he was larger this time. Deeper, he entered until she wondered why her breath wasn’t cut off.

The fingers inside her heat slipped out and were replaced by Blazar demanding her attention. Huge hands settled onto her breasts squeezing gently at first before becoming impatient. A mouth settled over a high breast and Cali wasn’t certain who it was. There was no ground, only air beneath them. Thighs, powerful and muscular cradled her face as the sucking continued. Her nipples were tugged drawing long moans from her throat.

Deimos was everywhere around her. A cold mouth closed over her heated pussy cooling her insides while her body blazed with heat. Blazar was higher now, above her head. His lips closed over her mouth. When had Blazar stopped fucking her? When had Deimos’s cock left her mouth? Cali had no clue. There must not have been time in their world of light. She wasn’t burned, just loved.

Exhausted Cali fell asleep in their cocoon. Each man held her while stroking a breast. It was only then she felt the ground beneath her and the sweet smell of pine. She was no longer hungry, she was satisfied.

***

Cali glared at Altair. He had the decency to look embarrassed.

“Well?” Blazar asked.

“There is no well.” Deimos’s fury filled narrowed gaze settled onto Altair.

“It seems it was time,” Altair said.

“Time for what?” Cali asked.

“Our intervention was called to start the next process on this world.”

“What?” Blazar asked.

“The council is old, very old. Timeless. It would appear Earth is like many cultivated planets.” Altair began pacing. “Before Earth there was another planet in a distant quadrant. Our people had watched them and when a new Earth was ready to be formed we were summoned by our people.”

“A new Earth?” Cali asked.

“Our people have long overseen the universe. When young planets develop life our people are planted. We study and watch how each civilization progresses.”

“But how did Earth call?” Cali asked. She burned with curiosity.

“Your people would call them windmills. Thousands of windmills set up over the Earth to show which sector would be ready to greet a new species. In doing so, a human was selected to begin the process on another planet,” Altair explained. “A human selected for extinction on one planet doesn’t mean they weren’t destined to survive and thrive on another.”

    “So that’s what happened on Earth?” Cali was astounded. She plopped onto her ass on the bed of pine boughs. “Your people came to Earth thousands of years ago like we have come to this planet. We were meant to be here all along? Holy hell. There are aliens, alien descendants on Earth, all this time.”

“Yes but only to observe until we felt you were growing more open minded. In Earth’s case, a great deal of war occurred, pushing us on a faster course. Information was given over too quickly. Part of it was our fault. Many tyrants on Earth should not have been there. The council admits it grew lax with the overseeing of the planet these last few thousand years and trusted some who should not be trusted. If another war occurs, it will be too catastrophic for Earth to heal. We need to interfere before you annihilate one another. Your kind will not be permitted complete space flight on Earth until you can play nice with others. We will terminate the space program until such time.”

“We are overseers then,” Blazar said. He puffed with pride.

“Yes well it would appear so.” Altair sounded snide. “The council appears to have no choice.” He looked pointedly at Deimos’s belly where the glow had expanded. “I’m uncertain they even foresaw that, but they
know of the child’s existence. We will not interfere in a sanctioned being’s life, including our own. Your new life is important to this planet’s survival.

“You of course must maintain a ship. You need to regenerate in order to keep the baby alive and healthy. Over time, the ships we send must be concealed. Each will be situated under the place new windmills will be built when the time comes. But that won’t be for thousands of years on this planet. Our light may easily slip underground through special cracks and holes. There is no chance of detection.”

“What about our child?” Cali asked. “Will the child be free to love whomever it decides?”

“Your child has a light mate already. It’s been detected. When the light source is ready it will seek out your child.” Altair’s words were apparently no surprise to Blazar and Deimos.

“An arranged marriage,” Cali asked, scowling, hands on hips.

“Not quite,” Altair said and chuckled at her until Deimos balled his fists. The scientist became all business. “Humans go through life searching for a soul mate. We of the light have atoms which split and search. Some are good together, others not so much. We will hope your little one and its ‘soul mate’ are good together.”

“If not?” Cali asked.

“They will split,” Altair simply said.

“Like you should be doing,” Cali said.

Altair gave her a small smile. “I have been given this world to oversee as well. You especially will need resources from me. It would appear I am once more in charge of seeing to your needs. It would appear you haven’t seen the last of me, human female.”

“Oh, I’m all aglow,” Cali said.

“This world has a new chance,” Altair said. “We can mold it to what Earth’s potential could have been and may still be now that the council has taken a greater notice.”

That had Cali thinking. Who steered Earth to be what it was? All of the myths and legends and religions. Were they man made? It was a thought that would keep her wondering.

Chapter 6

The river was cold. Cali loved her new life but there were certain things she could do without. Breaking the thin layer of ice just forming near the river banks was one of them. Altair had been right about one thing, he did provide her with material items she was in need of. As she bent over her furry hood from her wonderfully warm fur parka dropped over her eyes. She flipped it back up in annoyance. Her hair tumbled loose. As she swept her hair back, a shadow fell across her. When she turned, she sighed when she saw Deimos and Blazar approach.

Both men still wore jeans and t-shirts. There were no moccasins on their feet. Under them, the ice and snow steamed, leaving grass patches as they moved. Sizzling sounds preceded them. It was a good thing their cocoon could feed Cali, and Altair brought her proper clothing, or she would have to hunt alone. They both made too much noise.