King: A Sci-Fi Alien Romance (Warriors of Kaizon Book 6) Read online

  “What? How?!”

  “Be resourceful, Belinda!” Surlok says. “Now let go!”

  I take a deep breath and let the table leg go. Instantly I’m pulled backwards into the swirling vortex, a dozen frightened faces staring back at me before the portal closes abruptly. I tumble and tumble, through time and space, vivid colors all around me; and then it’s over in a flash.

  I’m falling for real this time — and a set of impossible strong arms catch me.

  “A human?!”

  I look up at the man who just caught me. Two alien eyes peer back at me. His curling horns nearly touch the ceiling of this cozy cave.

  A Kaizon warrior.

  This must by Kysus.

  Which means I’m lightyears from home.

  I stumble to my feet, out of this grasp, pushing his hard chest away. Unfortunately the interdimensional travel has upset my stomach as well as my sense of equilibrium, and I find myself banging my head against the cave wall before tumbling towards the floor, the world growing as dark as the night’s sky.

  The lovely smell of coconut oil brings me back. I open my eyes and see my naked body is submerged in hot, bubbling water. A set of huge claws is sliding across my stomach, massaging some type of soap into my skin, the thumbs brushing against the underside of my breasts.

  Hm. That soap smells really good.

  And then my common sense kicks back in, and I scream bloody murder. I try to push the alien away, but he’s got such a tight grip on me that it’s impossible to move. In fact, the more I struggle, the more I feel something incredibly hard poke against my backside.

  “Let me go!” I say.

  “Ah, you speak our tongue? Excellent,” he growls.

  “Yeah, of course I do! Now let me go!”

  “Will you be calm, human?”

  “I’ll be calm if you stop fondling me!”

  The alien pulls his claws back, and I quickly scoot over to the other side of the hot spring, my hands crossed over my chest.

  The Kaizon warrior smirks at me from his corner of the tub, his arms spread out wide as he relaxes, his muscled chest on full display. I have to admit he’s dropdead gorgeous. The bubbling water makes it hard to see what’s beneath the surface — which is good. Because I’m pretty sure I’d be getting an eyeful of his alien cock if it weren’t for that.

  “Who are you?” I ask.

  “Wranar,” he answers. “And what is your name?”

  “Belinda,” I say. “Wait, Wranar? You’re one of the brothers!”

  His lips curl into a smile. “I take it that Surlok sent you?”

  “More or less,” I say. “It wasn’t exactly planned this way, but… yes. I can’t believe I’m really here.”

  “Neither can I, small one. I had no idea Earth women could be so beautiful.”

  Heat rises to my cheeks. I tell myself I’m not going to fall for this warrior. No matter how ripped he is.

  “Tell me what news you bring from Earth,” he demands. “And come here so I can wash you.”

  “What? No way,” I say, crossing my arms.

  “It wasn’t a question,” he snarls. Despite his size he is quick as lightening, and a second later he’s right next to me, his claws gripping my shoulders as he turns me around, gently yet firmly.

  I start to protest, and then his claws slide onto my scalp, and my mouth hangs open from sheer, luxurious pleasure. If he wants to do this to me, he can do it all day.

  “Now tell me your news, Earthling,” he whispers into my ear.

  I tell the Kaizon warrior as much as I can, sharing every story I can remember, for I don’t want the massage to end. His touch is surprisingly gentle for how strong and big his claws are.

  “So it’s true?” he says. “Kaizon can breed with humans?”

  “Yep,” I say. “Little Ka’de is proof of that.”

  Wranar’s claws suddenly circle my breasts, his nails pinching my hard nipples ever so slightly. Instantly a jolt of sexual energy passes through me.

  “Good. Then I will breed you now,” Wranar growls into my ear.

  “Wh-what?!” I stammer as I try to push his hands away. It’s like trying to move a mountain. “You will not!”

  “And why not?” he says. “Your body is made for breeding. You said it yourself. Why waste another moment? Every day the number of my people dwindle. Every moment that I don’t breed your human cunt is one wasted.”

  “What? Let me go!”

  The Kaizon relents, and I wade to the other end of the hot spring while keeping my thighs shut as tightly as possible, to stop him from picking up the scent of my wetness.

  “Kaizon don’t mate without permission, right?” I say.

  “Of course,” he growls, baring his sharp fangs. “We are honorable.”

  To prove his point he stands up straight, his massive, naked body on full display, drops of water cascading down his many, many muscles. My eyes are instantly drawn to his colorful cock.

  Ho. Ly. Fuck.

  There’s no way I’m letting him near me now — he’ll destroy me with that thing. Unfettered, Wranar swings it around like a damn bat as he wades towards me.

  With one flick of his wrist the warrior yanks me out of the water and presses his large frame against me, his cock pushing against my naked thighs. I can feel every pulse and throb, and the wetness between my legs grows even stronger.

  “Every minute that I don’t claim you is one in which I fail my people,” he growls into my ear. “You will give me many children.”

  “Look here, you alien brute,” I say, slapping his rock-hard chest with my open palm. It’s like slapping a freaking stone. I try to break free from his gasp, but his claws are resting possessively on my lower back, and the more I struggle, the more my hard nipples brush against his broad chest, every touch making me hotter and hotter.

  “I’m not some baby factory, okay?! And I sure as hell won’t sleep with you just because you demand it. So cool it — I haven’t even told you the most important news yet!”

  “And what’s that?” Wranar says, not relenting his grip for even a second.

  His member throbs impatiently against my thighs. I keep my legs shut tightly. If I give him an inch, he’ll give me his many, many inches.

  “Surlok,” I say. “The portal.”

  It’s incredibly hard to focus with my naked body pressed so tightly against his, his claws right above my ass. I have to hold out, though. These Kaizon warriors claim for life.

  I’m not ready for that type of commitment.

  “What about it? Does my brother have more human females in waiting? Because I only have eyes for you.”

  “No, listen you… baboon,” I say, shaking my head to clear out all the lusty, dirty thoughts. “The portal doesn’t function properly here. Something about geomagnetic fields. You’ll have to ask him for a better explanation. Point being: he told me to get to the throne room.”

  Wranar’s cocky smirk disappears. “The palace isn’t safe.”

  “And yet, there we must go,” I say. “Because this whole cave-aesthetic you’ve got going on is very rustic, but it’s really not my scene. I do really want to get back to Earth is what I’m saying. You understand.”

  When I get nervous I get chatty, and I’m a special blend of nervous and horny right now, so I’m chatty as fuck. Anything to draw the attention away from the colorful alien cock throbbing against my naked thighs.

  Wranar lets go off me, and I sink right back into the warm water. It seems my chatting has done the trick, and I’m only slightly disappointed. The naked Kaizon doesn’t make any attempts to hide his figure, and why should he? He looks like a damn god. He stares off into the distance, obviously contemplating his next move.

  It gives me plenty of time to drink in the sight of his muscular body. I’m right at eye-level to his alien spear, and it’s not making my racing heart rate go down one bit.

  “Your arrival is both a blessing and a curse, human,” he says finally.

 
“I get that a lot,” I joke. “But feel free to explain.”

  “You are a gift, a promise of a better world… and yet, we must travel to my ancestral home to claim it, which is so far away. I must think. I will breed you later, human.”

  It would be nice if he started using my name to refer to me, but at least breeding is off the table.

  For now.

  4

  Wranar

  All of my chieftains have gathered in my cave at my request. A dozen warriors stare at me, the wooden table barely large enough to fit everyone. Normally we’d have a feast before getting to business, but that time has passed.

  “I have news,” I say, cutting straight to the point. “Both good and bad. Witness.”

  I head into the side-room, grab Belinda’s hand and pull her into the room. She’s wearing a parka made from arktos hide, for her body is soft and vulnerable, unsuited to these harsh, winter conditions.

  Unfortunately for her, it’s going to get a lot worse before it becomes better.

  I pull down her hood and show them her fine, human features. Her face is all they will ever see, for her body is mine and mine alone.

  The men erupt in chatter at once. I hold up my hand and they fall silent instantly.

  “I’ll start with the good news. Yes, this is a human female. Surlok has reached the alien world called Earth, of which this being is a denizen. Their females are compatible with our DNA, and Vukaror has sired a son. If we can reach Earth, we can save our people. And, Surlok has created a portal, from which we can cross over to their fertile world.”

  There are excited murmurs all around. This is the first good news my men have had in months.

  “And now the bad news,” I say. “Mount Cernd is not a fit location for the portal. The best location on Kysus is… the throne room.”

  My chieftains all fall quiet, for they all realize what that means.

  “I will head to the imperial palace personally,” I say. “I will travel with the human female. The smaller our group, the easier we will escape detection. Tynar, you are in charge while I’m away. I will return for all of you.”

  Or die trying.

  5

  Belinda

  I wander through the Kaizon campsite, letting the sights, smells and sounds of this alien world overwhelm me.

  I’m used to seeing Kaizon back at the camp — as much as you can get used to seeing eight foot tall, horned men casually walking around and groping your best friends — but that’s nothing compared to seeing an entire village of them.

  If I wasn’t able to speak their language, I’d be in deep, deep trouble right about now, so I’m very grateful I let Surlok download the Kaizon tongue into my brain with his scanning device.

  “There you are.”

  That deep, baritone voice stops me dead in my tracks. I turn around slowly and face Wranar.

  His eyes glaze over with an orange glow when we make eye contact.

  “You must prepare for the feast. We are leaving first thing tomorrow morning. Come.”

  He holds out his claw for me. I hesitate. I know what he wants to do with me.

  “What kind of feast?” I ask.

  I’d like to know if I’m the guest… or the main course.

  He frowns. “You will see, human.”

  “I have a name, you know,” I say, crossing my arms. “And if we’re going to be travelling together, it would be nice if you could use it.”

  He smirks at me, looking as cocky and arrogant as ever. “You are a handful, Belinda.”

  He practically growls my name, like it’s a threat… or a promise of things to come.

  “You’re a piece of work yourself,” I counter. I still remember how he touched me, how his claws felt gliding across my naked skin. Just the memory has got me clenching my thighs shut right away. His unrelenting gaze is not lowering my heart rate either. I pray to the stars that the smells of the Kaizon camp mask my own, personal scent. I know how good sniffers these aliens are.

  Good pussy eaters, too, according to every single woman back in our little village, but that nugget of knowledge is not making my core gush any less.

  Wranar takes a step towards me. My big mouth is not making the alien warrior any less arrogant. On the contrary, the more I run my mouth, the more he challenges me.

  I have to strain my neck to look up at him, our chests now touching, and I’m sure he can feel my hard nipples right through this furry parka.

  “I take it back,” he growls. “You are more than a handful.”

  My cheeks burn hot enough to heat this entire cave system by myself. Judging by how he’s looking down at me, straight down my top, I get the idea it’s not my personality he’s taking about.

  The nerve on this guy!

  “Wouldn’t you like to know?” I whisper back.

  I refuse to look away. I’m not going to be the first to break eye-contact. If it’s a staring match he wants, it’s a staring match he’ll get.

  “I remember perfectly,” he says, his voice a low, sexy, growl that reverberates in my chest. “I know every single inch of you.”

  Gulp. It just got hot in here.

  “And I cannot wait to hold your soft, naked, human body in my claws once more,” he continues.

  All around us the Kaizon go about their day, like we’re not even there. As far as I’m concerned, we could’ve been teleported to the surface of Mars and I wouldn’t have noticed. Wranar dominant gaze sucks up all of my attention, his eyes now as red as the blood moon.

  “That’ll never happen,” I say. “You’ll just have to make due with the memory.”

  His gaze narrows. Not the answer he was looking for. Is the alien warrior going to punish me?

  “You would deny the sacred bond?” he whispers into my ear. “The bond that binds us?”

  I have to bite down on my tongue to stop myself from closing my eyes and moaning right there and then, because his breath tickling my neck is just about the sexiest thing ever.

  “What bond?” I say. “I barely know you.”

  “You must feel it too,” he says. “I can see it in your eyes. I can hear it in your heart. I can smell it in your cunt. You belong to me, Belinda. I will breed you.”

  “No?” is all I can muster. It comes out as barely a whisper, like my own body is questioning the validity of that statement.

  “Yes,” he growls right into my ear.

  This time I do close my eyes. I can’t take one more second of his domineering, cocky gaze. I take deep breaths, slow and steady, as I think of the unsexiest thing I can imagine.

  Anything to stop my heart from racing. I’ll need a fresh pair of panties regardless, because this one is ruined.

  Wranar places his claw on my chin, his thumb gently forcing me to look up at him.

  I open my eyes and suck in air through my teeth. Why is he so damn hot? That’s not fair. At this rate, he might just breed me in the middle of the Kaizon camp.

  “You were right about one thing, stubborn, handful of human… Kaizon do not mate without permission,” he says. “So I will wait for you to come to your senses, but make no mistake about it. When we reach the throne room, and I travel to your homeworld with you… you will be pregnant with my child.”

  With those words spoken Wranar smirks and walks away. I’m left frozen in place, my heart racing a million miles per minute, my panties soaked to the very core.

  That’s one hell of a promise.

  6

  Belinda

  “What do you mean we’re walking?”

  Thick layers or white snow cover the entire world, as far as the eye can see. Just looking at it makes me shiver. And Wranar wants us to walk through it?!

  “Don’t you have like, a ship or something?” I ask. “Aren’t you supposed to be an advanced alien species?”

  “Yes,” Wranar says as he buttons my parka all the way up and pulls my hood down. “But we must escape detection. War rages in the city, human. It is not safe there.”

 
I lick my dry lips. “And yet that’s where we’re going?”

  “Correct.”

  Well, shit. At least I’ll have this alien warrior with me to protect me.

  But who is going to protect me from him?

  Wranar says goodbye to his friends, grabs my hand, and we’re off. One bag is slung over his shoulders.

  “Don’t you need more supplies?” I ask.

  Wranar shakes his head. “We travel light. All I need is in here. Do not worry, Belinda. I will take care of everything. Come.”

  Frigid air blasts me in the face straight away. I cling to Wranar’s arm as we trudge through the snow. The snow is ankle-deep, but I don’t want to complain too much.

  I don’t want the alien to think that I’m weak or scared — even though I’m not sure I can feel my toes, and my heart is pounding like mad.

  The cold is so great — I’ve never felt anything like it. All I can do is concentrate on taking one step at a time. My muscles ache, and my sweat evaporates instantly, my body both hot and cold at the same time.

  The road doesn’t get easier. No, the snow gets even deeper the farther we travel, and I sink in all the way to my knees, making every single step a monumental struggle.

  Wranar wanders through the snow effortlessly, his large strides carrying him forwards while I struggle to keep up.

  “This is hopeless,” I say, my voice carried off by the wind. “I can’t do this.”

  Wranar turns and literally swoops me off my feet.

  Over his shoulder I see Mount Cernd dominating the landscape. All this effort, and the place we left is still so close by you can almost touch it.

  There’s no way I’m going to survive a whole week of this. I don’t even know if I’m going to make it to tomorrow.

  “I will carry you, Belinda.”

  “No, that’s crazy, I’d slow you down too much,” I say. “Leave me behind. I’ll find my own way back to the mountain. I can’t miss it. You go on ahead and meet Surlok and the others.”

  Wranar looks at me like I’m crazy. Which, perhaps, I am.