Alien Romance: Snatched By The Alien: Scifi Alien Abduction Romance (Alien Romance, Alien Invasion Romance, BBW) (Celestial Protectors Book 3) (8 page)

BOOK: Alien Romance: Snatched By The Alien: Scifi Alien Abduction Romance (Alien Romance, Alien Invasion Romance, BBW) (Celestial Protectors Book 3)
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In a split-second she launched herself forward on her powerful limbs and bolted across the swaying grass.  A few feet next to her, Tamas came bounding rushing to keep up. 

The sense of freedom she experienced was intoxicating.  She had never felt so connected with the world, and so happy and alive as she did at that moment.        

She ran hard across the verdant landscape, making for the tower.  Tamas kept pace with her, the muscles of his own feline body moving with flowing grace. 

She realised if he won he’d be insufferable, so she push herself onwards to the limit of her endurance, calling on every bit of power in her new form. 

They were neck and neck all the way to the hill where the tower stood, when Joanne put on another burst of speed and beat him to the entrance just by an inch.

“What!” exclaimed Tamas, changing back into his human form.  “No way!”

“I win!” beamed Joanne letting out a mighty roar before willing herself back into her own shape again.  “I am amazing!  You are the loser!”

Tamas let out a deep belly laugh.  “Well, I’ve never seen you like that before.”

“Like what?  Triumphant?”

“No,” he said looking into her eyes.  “Happy.”

She was brought up short by his observation.  She smiled and ran her hand through her hair.  “No, it is unusual isn’t it?” she said drily.  “I hope this feeling lasts.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

* * *

     

 

A week past on the savannah, and to Joanne it was like a dream.  Tamas was so gentle and caring, no longer acting like the arrogant jerk that he’d first been. 

They spent long summery days running across the savannah in cat form, and exploring the landscape, before eating at the tower in the evening and watching the sun go down over the plains. 

In that blissful time one thing crystallised.  She never wanted to leave here and she wanted Tamas.  Her desire for him had become all-consuming, and though he hadn’t laid a finger on her she knew he wanted the same.  Her need for him was frightening, but she could no longer deny it.  She had to have him, at least once.

One sultry night she padded naked to his room.  Moonlight streamed through the open window, bathing the large silk bed in which he slept. 

She stood looking over him, admiring his bare torso that was visible above the sheets, and then leant over and gently kissed his soft lips.

His eyes shot open in shock and a dumbfounded look crossed his face.  “Joanne?” he said roughly.  “What are you doing?”

“Shush, don’t talk,” she said in a throaty whisper.  “You want this too, don’t you?”

He nodded mutely and she kissed him again.  His naked arm came up to hold the back of her neck and he pushed her closer to him as the kiss deepened.  She responded eagerly, pulling off the sheet to reveal his naked body. 

His huge erection gleamed in the moonlight.  Slowly pulling away from the kiss, she trailed kisses along his sculpted chest and stomach and moved her head down between his legs.  He shuddered as her lips sank over his meat.

“Oh yes,” he sighed.  “Oh Joanne, yes, yes!”

She sucked him slowly, savouring every inch of him, working his shaft and pushing down to his neatly trimmed pubic hair.  Crouching between his legs, she squeezed his powerful thighs while he brought his hands down to caress her hair.

“Give me your pussy, darling,” he growled.  “I want to taste you so badly.”

She left off sucking him and moved upwards until she was sitting on his upper chest.  His hands cupped her buttocks and he squeezed and fondled them as she pushed her groin into his face.  His tongue lapped hungrily over her wet folds and a jolt of electric shot up her spine. 

“Oh God!” she moaned.  “Lick me!  Go deeper!”

He devoured her ravenously, running his tongue over her outer lips before moving in to her inner treasures.  His mouth enveloped her clit and using the sexual cues of her body licked her just the right way to send her into over the edge of pleasure.

“Yes!” she cried out, her fingers burying into his soft hair.  “Yes!  Yes!  YES!”

Her orgasm erupted inside her, a fiery inferno that sated the pent up desires of the last week.  Her head spun and she panted hard, shuddering with the aftershock of intensity. 

After a while, Tamas shifted his position until he was cuddling her in his strong arms and waited for the intense sensitivity to lessen. 

She closed her eyes and clung to him tightly as he nibbled her ears and trailed kisses along her neck.  Her own hand found his large dick and she began slowly stroking it, making him growl like a tiger.

“Ah, my love, I want to fuck you so hard,” he whispered in her ear.  “I want to make love to you all night.”

He brought his hand lower and his fingers slipped into the wet slick between her legs.  Her back arched and she let out a deep moan.  “Do it!  Take me now!” she demanded.

Their sweating bodies grappled each other and he moved on top of her.  He brought his head down between her breasts and he fondled and squeezed her nipples, making her silly with pleasure.

She wrapped her legs around his broad waist and guided his throbbing meat inside her.

“Ah, Tamas!” she gasped as he speared her.  “Take me baby!   Fuck me!  Fuck me!”

Squeezing her breasts, his hot mouth found hers and he kissed her hard as he thrust into her.  His lovemaking was savage and urgent. 

He was desperate to possess her and he ploughed her hard sending her into a delirium of orgasmic wonder.  She climaxed again and her mind and body roared with sensation. 

He held her tightly as his own orgasm came, his massive dick emptying its load deep inside her.

For a long time afterwards they held each other tightly.  Joanne sated of her lust never wanted to leave his embrace.  She belonged with this hot alpha and she never wanted to be without him.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter
6: Chaos Out Of Order

 

 

Joanne surfaced from a wonderful sleep and found herself alone and strapped to a metal table.  She managed to lift her head, but her body was held secure by the straps. 

She looked around in panic, seeing that she was in a featureless metal room.  Disconcertingly, she was still naked.

“Tamas!” she yelled.  “Where are you?  What are you doing?  Let me go!”

“Tamas is not here,” Circe’s flat voice filled the room and the AI appeared in front of her.

“Circe!” Joanne exclaimed.  “What’s going on?  Why have I been strapped down for God’s sake?”

“I knew you were trouble as soon as Tamas brought you here,” the AI said, ignoring her questions. 

“I should never have allowed him to go to Earth looking for a love mate.  You have brought chaos to all my carefully constructed order.”

“What are you talking about?  I don’t understand!”

“No you don’t.  Prism Star is a carefully balanced environment and my sole duty is to keep the Raadians safe and happy, but your coming here has ruined all that.

I had hoped that the accident with the travel orb would have removed the problem for me, but now I must take more direct means.”

“The travel orb,” Joanne said in a cold voice.  “That night in the forest, you opened the doorway that led to that chamber and you sent the travel orb to me.  It wasn’t any error in the system.  You were trying to kill me.”

“But why?  I’m no threat to Tamas.  I’m no threat to anyone!”

“You’re more dangerous than you could ever imagine,” Circe said darkly.  “You could destroy everything I have built here.”

“Why for God’s sake?” Joanne yelled, now frightened.  The AI was clearly insane.

“Because Tamas loves you,” the AI replied coldly.

Joanne was taken aback.  Even after the wonderful time they had spent together she’d never hoped that his feelings ran as deeply as hers now did.  Now that it had been spoken out loud a strange kind of warmth filled her.

“You love him too, don’t you?” Circe said accusingly.

Joanne couldn’t deny it.  She could not think of a future now without Tamas.  “Yes, I love him!” she admitted, “but why is that so awful?”

“Because you are going to ask him to give Earth the technological upgrade that the Raadians have.  You want your own people to be as ageless and as happy we are.  Because Tamas loves you, he will convince the others to do as you wish and he will succeed.  He is too popular not to succeed.”

“How could you know that?  I haven’t told anyone.  I only thought about asking him a few days ago!”

Circe’s empty eyes bored into her.  “You forget I am the heart and mind of Prism Star.  I know what people here are thinking even before they think it.  I cannot allow this to happen.”

“Why not?” retorted Joanne.  “Why shouldn’t the Earth share in all this?  Our planet is much a mess, recessions, wars, chaos.  You could really help my people.  Would that be so terrible?”

“It would go against my orders,” Circe said simply.

Joanne frowned at the AI.  “Your orders?  Orders from who?”

“The Reptilians located the Raadians and decided to wipe them out with a plague.  My masters had not reckoned on the Pleiadians offering them the chance to upload. 

They could not stop it from happening and now the Raadians are too powerful to engage in open war, but they did manage to infect me with a virus that allowed them to control me. 

I have kept the Raadians isolated and docile, consumed by selfishness and decadence, but if they reach out to Earth that would all change. 

Together, you could build a new galactic order that would go against the Reptilians’ agenda.  I cannot allow that happen.  That is why you must die.”

Joanne’s mind was reeling with these revelations.  She was trapped and she would never see Tamas ever again.  The thought left an empty pit in her stomach.  She stared at the AI bleakly, ready to face her fate.

“Get it over with them,” she said blankly.  “I can’t stop you.”

Circe turned as a door opened and Kordo came in a big grin on his smug face.  “Is she ready?” he asked roughly.

Circe nodded.  “Do whatever you want to her.  Just make sure she doesn’t survive.”

Joanne stared at him.  “What is he doing here?”

“Kordo understands the need to maintain the status quo,” Circe replied.  “I suggest you prepare yourself.”

Kordo came to the table and ran one large finger over her skin.  Joanne shuddered at his touch.  “Nice and plump,” he said.  “I can see why Tamas was smitten.  I doubt he’ll get hard over the mess I’m going to leave for him.”

“Don’t touch me!” Joanne said icily.  “You’re disgusting!”

“Now, don’t be like that.  You and I are going to get to know each other very well before we’re finished,” Kordo said with relish. 

He waved with his hand and a compartment appeared in the wall behind him.  Joanne’s eyes widened at the selection of wicked looking knives, whips and hook-headed rods all arranged out in inside the compartment.

Kordo saw the fear in her eyes and laughed harshly.  “Like my little collection?  I’m very proud of it.  The other Raadians devote themselves to sensual pleasure, but I realised a long time ago that I preferred something much more brutal.  I enjoy giving pain to others more than giving them pleasure.” 

He ambled over to the compartment and selected a curved, serrated knife and touched its tip with his finger.  “I am so glad you have come to us, Joanne.  I get very few chances to indulge this side of my nature.”

“Rot in hell!” Joanne screamed.  Her body tensed as he came and ran the blade over her stomach.  She closed her eyes shut as tears started streaming down her face.

There was a sudden explosion that ripped through the far wall.  Joanne opened her eyes in shock as Kordo was thrown off his feet.  In the smoking hole where the wall once was came the diminutive figure of Pero.

“Sorry to spoil your fun, Kordo, but you’re not touching this girl.  In fact, you won’t be touching anyone ever again.  You’re going into a rehabilitation pod until your sadistic tendencies have been completely erased.  It should take a couple of hundred years by my reckoning.”

“How dare you interfere!” Circe roared coming forward.  “You will be erased for this!”

“I’m afraid not, Circe, Tamas upgraded my programming remember?  I am not controlled directly by you like the rest of the AI.  A good thing too, I’ve suspected there was something wrong with you for a long time. 

It’s a good thing I decided to keep an eye on Joanne and Tamas or I’d have never have noticed when you snatched her away.  It’s time to rewrite your programming.”

“You don’t have the power!” retorted Circe.  “I will erase you!”

“We’ll see about that, shall we?” Pero said innocuously.  He outstretched his small arms and a blast of golden energy shot out from his hands straight at the other AI.  Circe staggered, but then fought back, surrounding itself in blue light and sending a beam of energy back at the sylph.

Joanne stared at the battle and almost forgot Kordo until he weaved himself up over the table.  He still clutched the knife in his hand.  “You’re still going to die!” he snarled. 

He raised the knife over her chest and was about to plunge it in when Tamas suddenly appeared.  He lunged like a tiger at Kordo knocking him off his feet. 

Fury was etched into his face and he punched Kordo hard in the face.  When the other man tried to fight back, Tamas pummelled him with blows until the sadistic thug slipped into unconsciousness.

As soon as Kordo was down Tamas was at the table pulling off the restraints.  When they were finally free he grabbed Joanne and pulled her tightly to him. 

“You’re all right,” he gasped and sobs wracked his voice.  “I was so scared that I’d lost you!”

She returned his hug with equal ferocity.  “You’ll never lose me,” she cried.  “I’ll going to stay with you forever!  I love you!”

“I love you too!” Tamas said fiercely.  “I’ll never let you go!”

“Well, this is all very touching,” Pero said behind them.

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