Alien Soldier's Baby (Scifi Alien Romance) (Zoran Warriors) (6 page)

I
open
my eyes and gaze upon the sleeping face of Koryn.

The torch on the wall is still burning brightly, coating the room in its warm glow. I have lost all sense of time since we entered the cave – it could be early morning or late afternoon – but it doesn’t matter.

I’m resting on top of his naked body. He’s big enough for me to lie on whole, and I rise and fall with every breath he takes. I lay my head down upon his magenta chest, and hear the gentle, rhythmic thumping of his heart. It makes me feel safe. Protected. Even here, miles underground with ferocious bear-men waiting outside, I know he’ll always keep me safe.

I trace his scar with the tips of my fingers, careful not to wake him. It frightened me at first. Coupled with his intimidating height and bulging muscles, I thought he looked like a savage barbarian, ready to sweep me off my feet and carry me off into some cave.

In the end, that’s what he did. He swept me off my feet, carried me to this cave, and conquered me, body and soul.

His cock is resting against my inner thigh, the warm feeling a constant reminder of the passion we shared last night. I lift the covers and peek at his magnificent member. Even now, while it’s not even fully hard, it’s still bigger than any human cock I’ve ever seen. It surprises me that it fits inside me – and so well, too! Our bodies fit together like they were made for each other.

Honey-colored veins run up the length of his purple cock, ending at the bright golden head. It hits spots inside of me I didn’t even know were there.

I nuzzle Koryn’s chest, planting small kisses all over. I wonder whether if I wake him up right now we could go for another round before we’re interrupted?

My purple man opens his eyes, a cocky smirk returning to his face instantly.

“Morning,” he growls.

I kiss him.

I really did it. Mating with a warrior… I know these Zorans mate for life, too.

His big hands run down my naked back, and I feel his cock come to life against me. I purr into his mouth, eager for a repeat performance.

“Ahem.”

The low, steely sound startles me, but I can see his Koryn’s smiling eyes that he knew the Beran was standing in the doorway the entire time.

“Frostpaw requests your presence. I can guide you there, as soon as you’re… dressed.”

The Beran goes back outside, putting the sheet of hide back in front of the entrance of the cave. I wonder if they can blush? It’s impossible to see through all that thick fur!

My cheeks, however, become quite rosy. Last night I was so lost in lust I thought me and Koryn had the entire universe to ourselves. In the heat of the moment I forgot all about the Berans outside, who probably heard every moan, every groan, every whisper that left my lips.

Oh my god. Did our moans echo through the entire cave complex?

Koryn laughs when he sees me growing redder. He throws the covers to the side, smacking me on my naked ass so hard the sound reverberates off the walls.

“You humans,” he smirks.

“What?” I say defensively, trying to find wherever Koryn flung my panties to. I’m in dire need of a hot and long bath, but I don’t want to make the stern Beran wait.

“I can read you through the color of your skin alone,” Koryn says as he stretches his arms above his head. He’s still buck naked, and he’s making no attempt to cover his godly form.

“I don’t think you, of all people, should say something about color.”

Koryn puts his hands at his side as he furrows his brow. His skin looks just like an amethyst in the warm glow of the torch, the head of his cock drawing my attention like a golden jewel.

“Just sayin’,” I smirk, sticking out my tongue.

My purple man huffs to himself as he straps his armor back on. A few minutes later we’re both dressed and somewhat presentable. The Beran leads us down more winding halls, and I’m glad we have a guide. I’d get lost in a heartbeat in this maze.

We stop in front of a large, hide flap: the entrance to another cave. The furry man clears his throat.

“Come in, come in,” a large Beran says. I recognize him as the leader of the party that we first encountered. He stands as tall as Koryn, but he has some silver streaks of fur, especially around his face, almost making it seem like he has a gray beard.

His room is much more decorated than our cave – it’s almost
cozy
in here. A large, wooden desk dominates the room, with two chairs carved from a tree standing in front of it.

“I’m Frostpaw,” he says, his voice a low growl. “Please, take a seat.”

We sit down, and I hop into the chair. My feet don’t even touch the ground.

“I want to discuss the offer you made us last night,” he says, holding his paws together pensively. “I want to know more about the Zoran and your military capabilities, before we put our lives in your hands.”

Koryn nods. “Of course,” he says.

The door opens and a female Beran comes in carrying a tray of hot drinks. Her fur is less thick and a lighter color, and her shape is different from the men’s broad, strong build – she’s curvier, and not quite as tall, though she would still tower over me. She’s wearing a dress made out of leather.

She places the drinks in front us, and I can instantly smell the aroma of a herbal tea.

“What kind of blend is that?” I ask.

The female turns to me, her face lit up in surprise.

“You are familiar with our
chau-chau
?”

“No, but I’m familiar with tea,” I chime. “And this smells delicious.”

I grab the cup and take a big whiff.

“It smells like lemon & ginger-tea – my favorite!” I say.

“Thank you,” the woman says with a polite bow. “I picked the herbs myself.”

Jillian’s secret stash back on Exon Prime is the only place to get a regular cup of tea in this part of the galaxy, but this will more than do!

Frostpaw clears his throat. “Maybe the females want to step outside and continue this discussion elsewhere?”

I look at Koryn, and he shrugs.

“Don’t mind if I do,” I say as I hop up from my seat. Zoran and Beran military capabilities might interest some, but honestly, I couldn’t care less. I appreciate the sight of a big and strong warrior, but the nitty gritty details of fleet and weapon specs? No thank you.

I extend my hand towards the furry female the moment we step out of Frostpaw’s cave. “Nice to meet you! I’m Kelly.”

She shakes my hand with her paw. “I’m Bey. Sorry for my mate. He’s got a lot on his mind.”

“You’re married to Frostpaw?” I say.

“
Mah-ried?
We are mates, if that’s what you mean. I hope my Universal is okay? We don’t get a lot of practice here.”

“It’s perfect!” I say. “Could you show me where you plucked those herbs, by any chance?”

“Of course!” Bey says with a big smile, baring her fangs. She guides me through the winding tunnels, all the way down, until we reach their fabled
Boulder’s Basin.

It’s even more stunning than I ever could have imagined.

The small tunnel we’re in opens up to a wide underground dome. A lake so massive I can’t see the other side looms up in front of me. I stop dead in my tracks, my mouth falling wide open. It’s like my brain can’t comprehend what it’s seeing. The water is clear, emitting a warm blue light that lights up the entire dome. The ceiling dances with shadow.

I glance in the water to see it’s teeming with life. There’s fish and plants in all shapes, sizes, and colors, like an impressionist painting of old. I see the light is coming from a peculiar type of fish. It glows brightly, casting a light in the darkness of the massive pond.

“Whoa,” is all I can muster.

I wish I could say I made a bright, scientific observation about how life developed here, in this subterranean, aquatic, self-contained bio-dome, but sometimes, all you can say is
whoa
.

Bey is standing at the edge of the water, pointing at the plants that rise up from the depths. “Those are the plants I used to make
chau-chau
. I never thought an outsider would be interested in something so simple.”

“On the contrary, your species fascinates me!” I say. “This is amazing! What plant is that?” I ask, pointing towards a gorgeous, dark-purple flower.

“That is
Nova’s Flower
.” Bey says, her smile reaching all the way up to her hazelnut eyes. “And it is you who are the fascinating one,
Keh-ly
. Tell me about yourself, please. I’ve read all the logs in the databases we’ve found over and over again, until I could recite them from memory. I’ve dreamt about this moment for years!”

I’m touched by her infectious enthusiasm. I never considered
myself
the alien, despite living on Exon Prime for the past six months! The Zorans are so confident in their own superiority, they had little interest in my Earthly ways. Bey, however, is hanging on my every word.

“I don’t even know where to start,” I say, running my hand through my hair. “What do you want to know?”

“Everything!” Her eyes shine brightly. “Let’s go the pools and talk.”

Pools?
Now she’s really grabbed my attention!

We head into another tunnel – I swear I’d be lost without her – and end up in a steam-filled cave. Round craters are interspersed all over the floor, clear-blue water bubbling invitingly.

An all-natural hot-tub.
Oh yes.
Bey doesn’t have to say another word. I hop out of my clothes and jump into the hot water, rinsing all the dirt, sand, and dust off of me.

Bey slips out of her leather dress, sliding into a crater across mine, as she stares at me, an amused smirk on her face.

I dunk my head under water, thoroughly washing every part of me. I didn’t realize just how damn much I needed this!

“Oh my,” I sigh, letting myself float on top of the warm, heavenly bubbles. “This is perfect. You can just leave me here. I’m never getting out.”

I’ve never felt water like this before. I’m floating on cloud nine, the heated water rejuvenating every single fiber in my body. This water must be heavy with
evides
.

“Your skin is naked,” Bey observes. “Are you not always cold?”

“I’m not built for the cave-life, that’s for sure,” I say. “Humans have a lot of clothes to keep them warm, if need be.”

“What about your mate?”

“What do you mean?” I ask.

“The purple one. Is he naked under his armor?”

Oh yes
.

Underneath that jet-black armor of Koryn’s there is perfection. I feel the blood rush to my cheek as I think back to last night.

“He is your mate, yes?”

My mate?

I mean, yes. We mate
-d
.

And it was every bit as perfect as I thought it would be.

And if that damn guard hadn’t interrupted us this morning, I would have climbed right back on that saddle.

I hesitate for a moment. For some reason, I still find it hard to commit to the idea of introducing the purple alpha alien warrior as my
mate
. He’s a warrior at heart, and a part of me still fears I won’t be enough for him.

“You two look at each other like you are
destined
,” Bey says.

“What do you mean?”

“
Destined
. It’s what we Berans call… what’s the Universal word… love, maybe? I remember when I first saw Frostpaw. The moment we locked eyes, we both knew instinctively that we were mates.”

I listen attentively as Bey explains the details of the Beran courting process. It sounds perfect. Simple. Sometimes I wish my life was more like that. No fears, no holding back, no second guessing yourself. Just two people surrendering themselves, heart and soul to one another, from the moment they feel that
spark
.

Maybe I can learn something from these bear-folk.

“When you and the purple one look at each other, I see the same spark,” Bey says. “You two are
destined
, even if you don’t know it yet.”

Could she be right?

“What do you want to know about human life?” I say, changing the subject. “Feel free to pick my brain.”

Bey pounces on the opportunity like a bear snatching a salmon, and she fires question after question at me. Time passes quickly as we chat, and soon my skin is wrinkled and soft.

“Your planet is
poh-lut-ted
? What does that mean?”

“It means we didn’t care for nature as we should have. As you do. We destroyed it, and now in turn, it’s destroying us. That’s why Koryn and I came here,” I say, running my hand through the bubbling water. “For this. The water contains
evides
, an element which gives it so much
life
. My people need it to survive.”

“There’s more than enough,” Bey says. “We are but a small pack, and the planet is big.”

“Flint thinks otherwise,” I say, and Bey raises her thick, bushy eyebrows.

“I’ll have a word with him,” she growls. “If we can help our friend beyond the stars, it is every Beran’s duty to do so.”

“Thank you,” I say.

She stands up, her thick fur dripping with water. “Come, let us return to our mates.” She shakes herself dry, the water flying off her skin.

Unfortunately, I don’t have that particular skill. In my haste, I’d completely forgotten I don’t have a towel!

“Err, could you get me a towel?” I ask Bey. “Do you even have towels?”

Bey laughs, a warm, full-bellied laugh. “You humans and your naked skin,” she says, shaking her head. “I’ll see if I can get you a cloth of some kind.”

“Thank you,” I say. “You’re too kind, Bey.”

The thick-furred bear-woman walks out of the cave, and I sink back into the warm water, savoring the heat a moment longer. I’m in no rush to get out and face the cold.

The minutes tick by, until I hear a skittering sound, like countless tiny feet marching across the stone, cavern floor.

“Bey, is that you?”

No reply.

The sound comes closer and closer, echoing off the walls, building up like a fanfare that’s right around the corner.

“Who’s there?”

The soft skitters turn into a loud stampede. My eyes are locked on the cavern entrance, the hair on the back of my neck standing straight up.