Love From A Star: A BWWM Alien Romance (8 page)

“These,”
he grinned as he held up some regular AAA batteries he had in his
pocket. “You didn’t need all of that technology after
all.”

“Hello,
is anyone there?” Antash called again, and again there was more
static and crackling. “It is no use. There might be something
wrong with the signal. Maybe something is interfering with it.

“Try
again,” said Jalicia. “Maybe it functions like the
signals here on earth; sometimes it is there, and another time it
isn’t. You just have to keep trying until it falls within a
particular spot where the signal is strongest.”

Ned was
busy shaking his head and agreeing. “Maybe you need to go
outside. Might be stronger there.”

Antash
took their advice and all three forced their way from the glider and
outside. As soon as they did, the crackling was heard again.

“Hold
it up,” Jalicia said, “and move it around like this,”
she said as she demonstrated.

“Had
I not landed on earth I could have had this problem rectified
already,” he muttered.

“Antash,
is that you?” he heard a voice say.

“Yes,”
he replied excitedly. “I’ve crash landed on earth. I just
got my communicator working again,” he said.

“Hold
on,” the voice on the other end said. “Mekhi will want to
hear this.”

Jalicia
walked over to him with a self righteous look on her face. “What
was that you were saying about crash landing elsewhere?”

“I
take it back,” he grinned.

“Good,
because had you landed elsewhere, you might be dead by now,”
she said as she turned and walked away.

And
there was nothing he could do but inwardly agree.

“Mekhi,
it’s Antash,” Jaquar said as he hastened to the tarmac.

“Give
that to me,” he said as he snatched the device from Jaquar.
“Antash, where are you?” he barked.

“On
Earth,” Antash’s voice confirmed over the speaker.

“What
in the name of the Gods are you doing there? Did you run away?”
he asked.

“No
Sir,” Antash answered quickly. “I was on patrol and I ran
across some Brocoy mercenaries just outside of Varen. I thought I’d
return and inform you, but I wanted to know what they were up to. I
got closer, but something happening with my cloaking and I was
spotted. They gave chase and I managed to evade them, but by then I
was drifting in space and running out of fuel. I made an emergency
landing here. My communicator was broken, but I got some help fixing
it. But you must be ready Sir-they mean to attack Solaris.”

“So
it is true,” Mekhi said. “We had our suspicions that you
are too good of a warrior to be captured, and there was no sign of
you anywhere either. And I know how much you fancy Earth. Give us
your location and I will send someone for you, but don’t
venture far; the humans cannot be trusted.”

“Some
can be,” Antash said as he looked over at Jalicia and Ned. “I
will keep the signal on so you can find me, but hurry. Some of the
Brocoy have been here looking for me. The longer I keep the signal
on, the easier it will be for them here.”

“Don’t
worry, help will be there by morning,” Mekhi said, and then the
communication was cut.

“What
happened?” Ned asked. “Is it broken again?”

“No,
he disabled the signal for the time being,” Antash explained.
“It is safer that way.”

“Do
you think they will come for you?” Jalicia asked.

“I
do hope so,” Antash said with a smirk. “Otherwise I’d
be stuck here with you.”

“That
isn’t the worst thing in the world, is it?” she asked.

“I
knew something was going on,” Ned said as he grinned. “You
are having an affair with an alien.”

“I
prefer the word humanoid,” Antash said as he blushed.

“Mind
your own business Ned,” Jalicia said as her cheeks colored.

“A’ight,”
Ned said as he chuckled.

“Antash,
Antash,” Jaquar’s voice came over the speaker.

“Jaquar?”
he asked.

“You
should have let me come with you,” he said. “You snuck
away to Earth without me.”

Antash
laughed. “I didn’t sneak away; I was almost killed. But
you are right; I should have let you come.” Then there was a
long pause. “How’s Santina?”

“She
keeps asking about her big brother,” he told him.

“Tell
her I’m fine will you? I don’t want her to worry.”

“I
got you,” Jaquar said.

“Okay,
now turn off the signal before I am spotted. I will be home by
tomorrow,” he told him and then cut off the call.

“See?”
Jalicia said with a beam. “All that worrying for nothing.”

“So
what now?” Ned asked as all three stood in the clearing.

“I’d
like to return to the house,” Jalicia said. “I have
dinner to prepare. You coming?”

“Yes,”
they both responded and then laughed.

“I
mean, I’ll wait in the barn. I’ve spent enough time here
in this ship,” Antash said.

“Take
that with you,” Ned advised as he pointed at the communicator.
“If one month ago I didn’t know aliens exist and now I’m
helping one, anything can happen in this universe.”

Antash
and Jalicia laughed. “I agree,” she said. “Don’t
go anywhere without it.”

Antash
swept it from the ground and tucked it inside the overall. “You
might want to look a little more human as we head back.”

And as
they walked, he changed color and became the tall, dark man they had
met before.

*****

“Sir,
shouldn’t we arm ourselves and prepare for an onslaught before
we go searching for Antash?” one of the humanoid commanders
asked. “As far as I see, he is safest of us all.”

“Have
you no respect?” Mekhi asked as soon as the words left the
man’s mouth. “Antash risked his life trying to get back
here to warn us. He could have been dead. Not only that, but he is
one of our best fighters. I am sure if you remember, he was
instrumental in our defeat of the Brocoy when he was just a young
one.”

“I
remember Sir, but if it were me...”

“It
isn’t you, and I know he would want to be here. His sister is
here. How do you think he would feel if anything happened to her and
he wasn’t here to protect her?”

“Understood
Sir,” the commander responded as he hung his head.

“It
would serve you better to get two gliders ready and prepare to head
to Earth for a rescue. He needs to be back here by morning. Tell the
others to make everything ready and be prepared for an attack,”
Mekhi said and turned his back on the commander.

“Do
you think he may have been right?” Bolivar asked when they were
alone.

“Right
about what?” Mekhi asked.

“Leaving
Antash on Earth for the time being. Maybe it would be better if we
sent his sister there for safety.”

“And
is she worth more than any other here on Solaris? I am trying to
protect everyone, not just Santina. Antash wants to be here, and so
he shall. I only hope nothing happens tonight.”

“You
and me both,” Bolivar said as he walked out of the room.

Mekhi
stood with his hands clasped behind his back, staring out into space.
The night was young, and anything was possible. The last time the
Brocoy came to Solaris it was in the dead of night, and a lot of
lives were lost because of it and not being prepared. This time they
would not make the same mistake, and whether Antash had returned to
Solaris with the message or not, his disappearance had been warning
enough. They would not take it lightly, but Mekhi was not sure how
ready they were to die again.

*****

“What
are you thinking about?” Antash asked as he noticed how pensive
Jalicia had gotten in the last ten minutes.

“Nothing,”
she said as she curled her hand in his.

“Nothing
seemed rather intense,” he said and kissed the top of her head.

“I
haven’t slept out here since I was a child. I had always wanted
to go camping, but my mother was insecure about packing me off with
strangers to go into some mountains she didn’t know about, so
every year we struck a compromise; we would pretend and camp out in
the barn,”

“Well,
that’s a nice idea,” he said.

“Yeah,
but my dad didn’t like it. He didn’t do it with us and it
always irritated him that mom wouldn’t go into the kitchen. She
kept telling him she wasn’t there and he had to do it for
himself,” she laughed. “He got so mad one of the times he
came down here and took away our camping stuff.”

Antash
stroked her hair as she grew silent. “You miss her, don’t
you?” he asked.

“I
do,” she told him. “She was so much to me, and after she
died I took some time finding myself again. It is funny that I left
home four years earlier to go to medical school, and it didn’t
seem weird at all not seeing them all the time. I guess I needed to
find my wings. You just don’t realize until it is too late how
different it is when you know the choice of seeing her or not is
taken from you.”

“I’m
sorry,” he told her. “She sounds like she was a great
person. She must have been like you, and that cannot be a bad thing.”

Jalicia
looked up at him and smiled. “She was, thanks.”

“I
didn’t know my mother much. She was never there and my father
was non-existent, so I was the father figure to Santina. That’s
why I worry about her so much.”

“And
here I thought that was a behavior only specific to humans,”
Jalicia said. “I love my dad, and he needs me, but he acts as
if he doesn’t. He keeps forcing me to go back to Washington and
be a doctor, but I am afraid of returning and then something happens
to him and I am not here. Who will run the farm?”

“Can
I be honest with you?” he asked. She nodded and stared into his
pitch black eyes. “I think you will make something happen to
him by being here.”

Jalicia
sat upright now. “What do you mean?”

“He
wanted you to be a doctor right?” She agreed by nodding. “From
the perspective of your father, it is his desire to see his daughter
grow up to be someone better than what he was able to do for himself.
Now this is a nice farm, but he doesn’t want you being a farmer
Jalicia. He wants more for you, and the longer you postpone that, the
sooner you will speed up his death; he will be disappointed and
heartbroken. You can’t prevent anything from happening to him
here or there. If you are here and he falls sick, then what would you
do? What could you do? You could be here for ten more years and he
would still be fine, but that would be ten years you would be denying
yourself. I think you should go back. You only have one more year. Do
it for him,” he advised.

Jalicia
rested against Antash’s chest once more. “I guess I never
looked at it like that before,” she admitted. “I just
want to be there for him.”

“And
you can do that from anywhere. Go and explore and then come back if
need be, but don’t waste your years protecting your father. He
isn’t a child; he doesn’t need it.”

“Is
that what you will tell Santina?” she asked as she looked up at
him.

“That’s
all I have been telling her ever since she was a baby. I would love
to see her explore the galaxies and decide for herself what she wants
and then pursue it. I don’t want to hold her back, and I bet
that is how your father feels too.”

“I
listen to the words coming from your lips and I wonder how you manage
to be so smart,” she said. “My dad would like you just
for saying that.”

“Well
I have a century under my belt, with another two or so to go,”
he grinned. “You get to learn a thing or two then.”

“Teach
me more,” she said as her eyes became dreamy, and her lips
started to throb with aching. His vast knowledge and wisdom turned
her on, and she only had one lesson on her mind she wanted to learn.

“And
what shall be your classroom?” he asked as he started nibbling
her ear.

“Hay
and four legged classmates,” she said and giggled.

Antash
chuckled as well. “That will do,” he said as his hands
started exploring her body. One found her small neatly cupped breast
and squeezed into it as she closed her eyes and moaned, while the
other measured her upper body, running from shoulder to hip
repeatedly. Jalicia brought her head to rest on his shoulder and his
now icy lips nibbled her soft skin. She shivered as she anticipated
all he was going to do next and as she rested there, she felt him
grow hard in a place where nothing existed before.

He
shifted so that she now sat between his legs, and with hers spread
and her cotton skirt giving him much needed access, he kissed her
neck while his forefinger found the cotton underwear she wore and
parted it. Her skin was soft, and he stroked her there until he could
almost feel the heat rising from her and drifting towards him. He
then prompted her to move, while he still sat, and led her before
him. When she stood there he made her spread her legs, and then in
one swift movement, her knees were touching the hay on either side of
his head, and her glorious haven dead ahead. Antash pulled her
forward and tasted her, never having got enough the last time, and
Jalicia pressed into the top of his head as she tried to maintain her
balance.

But he
was as skillful as he was strong, and he held her firmly as his
tongue washed her tender spots, giving her a burning sensation inside
as her juices began to flow and fall onto his waiting tongue. Then he
started moving her back and forth, all the while blowing air onto her
clitoris, and then his tongue darted inside, and she cried out as
pleasure replaced the fright she was feeling before, and it no longer
mattered that she was hovering and trusting him to keep her in place.
Antash had started moaning, and the more sounds he emitted, the
faster his tongue went until it threatened to drive Jalicia mad. She
dug her fingers into his low cropped hair, barely getting a hold, as
he continued his murderous trail, leaving her helpless to his
domination.