The Alien's Rules Page 7

  “Already,” he whispered, “but we have only just started.”

  “Ooh, I can’t stop it,” she panted, “it’s coming right now.”

  “Since this is your first time,” he murmured, pausing both his member and the teasing coil, “and you suffered through your bottom being rigorously punished, I will allow it.”

  “Thank you,” she gasped, “thank you.”

  “You will orgasm very hard with this method.”

  “I can feel that. It’s going—” but before she could finish her sentence, his thrusting had resumed, and the tantalizing twine around her clit was eagerly clasping and releasing.

  She exploded, and as the astonishing orgasm seized her, the lightbulbs flashed through her brain, and the convulsions rippled through her, Valodar laid his weight upon her, gripping her wrists to prevent any injury. The climax could cause her to jerk her body and she could sprain a muscle. It was incumbent upon him to protect her.

  He could have made it last longer, but he knew it was the most profound climax she’d ever felt, and though there would be many more, and certainly of greater intensity, she needed to be brought along slowly. Closing his eyes, he allowed his injector to give him his own release, and groaning with intense joy and satisfaction, he surrendered to his powerful climax. Moments later, cradling her in his arms as she drifted in the sublime after-bliss, he knew he’d been right. Ellie was the one.

  * * *

  On the opposite side of the station, Raven was having a meal in an upscale eatery near the shopping arcade. The Consortium allowed each planet to offer their unique dishes in fine restaurants, and Raven’s favorite was the food from a small planet near Antares, a sun whose light was one of the brightest in the galaxy. Its inhabitants were small, birdlike creatures called Quillians, and as Raven saw one of its inhabitants walking toward her table, she recognized her immediately. They were friends, but rarely saw each other.

  “Endolin,” Raven exclaimed. “It’s super to see you. Is there any chance you can join me?”

  “I certainly can,” Endolin replied, sitting down. “What a great surprise.”

  “Why are you on the station?”

  “I’m here with the ambassador,” Endolin replied. “There’s an important banquet coming up, and some other, uh, things.”

  “There is?” Raven asked, instantly curious. “Do you know what it’s about, and what other things? That sounds mysterious.”

  “You know what it’s like, Raven. I’m sworn to secrecy. I wish I could tell you, but I can’t.”

  “Can you give me a hint? Does it have anything to do with naming a new ambassador?”

  “If I tell you anything, I’ll have my beak pinched, and I’d prefer not to suffer that, thank you very much. You get your bottom spanked, I get my beak pinched.”

  “You mean, harder than you’d like,” Raven giggled. “I rather enjoy a spanking, provided it’s not punishment of course.”

  “I know what you mean,” Endolin chirped. “I feel exactly the same about my beak. What about you, why are you here? Does your father have business?”

  “No, I’m here because of Valodar. I heard he’s chasing a human.”

  “Isn’t it amazing how fast gossip flies around. I heard about that too, but knowing him, I seriously doubt it was an accident.”

  “What do you mean?”

  “Valodar wouldn’t let that get out unless he wanted it to!”

  “Of course!” Raven exclaimed. “You’re absolutely right. Why didn’t I think of that?”

  “No doubt he wanted everyone to realize he’s out of bounds. It will make his life easier. His necklace will stop buzzing with unwanted communiqués.”

  “Of course. That makes so much sense,” Raven sighed. “I just saw him. I couldn’t believe how large his necklace has become since we were together. He must have so much responsibility now. He has nine layers, can you imagine, and a very wide receiver at his neck.”

  “Together? I didn’t know you and Valodar were together?”

  “I misspoke. We weren’t truly together. We only had interactions, but I still hope for more.”

  “Sorry,” Endolin said sympathetically. “It seems your hope may be for naught. I wish I could help.”

  “Maybe you can,” Raven frowned, dropping her voice and leaning across the table. “I know something that could cause the human to become very angry and mistrustful of him, but I can’t say anything because he made me promise not to repeat it to anyone, and,” she said, lowering her voice even more, and staring at Endolin meaningfully, “to promise not to gossip about his past.”

  “His work with the humans!” Endolin declared, her tiny red eyes lighting up. “But what he did is no secret. It’s what made him famous and sent him up the ladder. Is that what you’re talking about?”

  “You know I can’t answer that,” Raven said with a wink.

  “Raven,” Endolin said soberly, “if this female human was involved and doesn’t know it, and she finds out, I would imagine she’d be very angry. It would cause problems between her and Valodar.”

  “If she is so upset she insists on going back to Earth, I’m sure Valodar would be very upset,” Raven said, feigning worry. “That would be terrible. I should stay, just in case that happens. I should be here so I can offer him all the comfort and support he needs.”

  “You are very bad, Raven.”

  “She has a right to know,” Raven said solemnly, “but she won’t unless someone reveals the information to her, and unfortunately, I have promised not to go to the embassy.”

  Endolin dropped her eyes, and stared down at the tablecloth.

  “I’ll do it.”

  Raven studied her, shocked at the offer. Though she had hoped for it, she didn’t think for a moment Endolin would agree to such a thing. She wasn’t a particularly courageous little creature, and she had impeccable integrity.

  “You will? Are you sure?”

  “You’re right, she has a right to know,” Endolin murmured.

  “Is there any reason for you to go over to the Xanadu Embassy?”

  “As a matter of fact, there is,” Endolin replied in her sing-song voice. “They have a wonderful chef in the executive staff dining room. I always stop in when I’m there, and I’ll be at Ambassador Golan’s quite a bit. I’m headed over there now.”

  “This is fantastic! With the human out of the way I’ll have a fighting chance, but I’m just so surprised you’re happy to do this.”

  “Let’s just say, I have my reasons,” Endolin sighed.

  Studying her, Raven could see Endolin wasn’t happy about it, not one bit, but it was her choice, and Raven wasn’t about to question it. It had fallen into her lap, and she wasn’t about to let it slip away. It was almost too good to be true.

  Chapter Eight

  Ellie was on a cloud, a soft, billowy cloud, floating through space, and when she woke from her calm, tranquil dream, she blinked open her eyes and stared in wonder at the canopy of the Tudor bed above her. The dark wood was covered by glossy gold and burgundy fabric that had been pulled taut, then fell into sensuous, softly hanging curtains.

  Rolling over, she reached for her amazing alien, only to find the bed empty. Disappointed, but feeling no anxiety, she yawned and stretched, then smiled languidly as she recalled her amazing night with him, but had it been a night? Did they have morning, noon, and night? She would have to ask him about that, but it was a brief thought, and her mind took her back to the unique and spine-tingling way he’d made love to her. How would sex with a regular man ever compare? It couldn’t, it wouldn’t, and it wasn’t just the intense orgasm, it was how he was. His warmth, his caring, the sense that he would protect and care for her, and finally, after wishing and praying and hoping, her longing for a strict loving dominant was being met. Sighing heavily, she moved the curtain aside, and slipping from the sheets, she looked around the room for her suitcase. Not seeing it anywhere, she peered underneath the bed. Nothing.

  “There a
re no monsters under there.”

  Jumping up, she turned around and laughed. Valodar was moving toward her, his beautiful face smiling at her.

  “I wasn’t looking for monsters, I was looking for my suitcase.”

  “Ah, well, it remains in your habitat. I have always admired your lingerie, and I’m sure your regular clothes are also lovely, but I have some things for you that will be more comfortable for the environment here. I think they’ll also help you feel less out of place when you venture out.”

  “I should have realized,” she sighed. “Sorry.”

  “There’s nothing to be sorry for.”

  “Is there somewhere I can take a shower? And when will my butt stop stinging? I understand about promises now, I do, honestly.”

  “I will alleviate the pain of your punishment when I choose to,” he said firmly. “It would be wise not to ask me again.”

  Though his smile remained, his tone had been stern.

  “I won’t,” she replied, and feeling a need to drop her eyes, she lowered her gaze to the floor.

  “Good girl,” he said softly, putting his arm around her shoulders. “It is imperative you do as you’re told. That is the most important of my rules.”

  “I’ll do my best,” she said softly, raising her eyes.

  “The station is safe, but you’re a stranger here. When we leave my chambers you must be seen to be under my authority.”

  “I’m excited about that. I’m dying to see everything, but I’m nervous too.”

  “The station affords comfort, and you will find many enjoyable ways to spend your time. Think of it as a city flying through space, and you have me. I treasure you, Ellie. You can feel that, can’t you?”

  “Yes, of course I can. You make me feel…”

  “Feel what?”

  “So much,” she sighed. “It’s all a bit overwhelming.”

  “Of course it is. As you say on Earth, one step at a time. Would you like to see your wardrobe?”

  “Yes, please, and I’m really hungry. I didn’t see a kitchen when you brought me in here. Is there a kitchen, or do we go somewhere else to eat?”

  “Yes, I have a kitchen, and we can also go to eateries, just as you do on Earth. Don’t worry, you will find our food to your liking. Delicious is the word you would use.”

  “Alien food? I can eat alien food?”

  “I wouldn’t feed you anything that would make you sick.”

  “No, of course you wouldn’t,” she replied, feeling a little embarrassed. “That was silly of me.”

  “You must stop these recriminations,” he said firmly. “Next time you—how is it you say this? Next time you put yourself down, I will swat your already sore bottom. Are we clear?”

  “You will?”

  “You are a beautiful creature, Ellie, and bright, and so talented. There is nothing silly about you, and you are coping with all of this with exceptional fortitude and courage. I will not see you berate yourself.”

  “I—uh…”

  “You are stubborn, and willful, and have a tongue on you, but those are traits that can be managed,” he smiled. “They are not bad, they have no evil intent. Your heart is pure.”

  “Thank you,” she said softly, caught up in his eyes, his amazing eyes that were now more green than blue.

  “Your wardrobe is through here,” he declared, touching his necklace and pointing to an opening revealing a large walk-in closet.

  “I’m actually getting used to doors appearing and disappearing,” she remarked, shaking her head. “Is there a way I can open them myself?”

  “There is,” he replied, taking her hand and leading her forward. “I have a control necklace for you. It must be worn at all times.”

  “Is that a rule?”

  “It most certainly is.”

  Inside the closet he picked up a black glossy case sitting on top of a small dresser, and opening it up, he withdrew a silver band with a droplet pendant that was festooned with several sparkling stones.

  “Each one of these stones is a control. Touch the pale blue gem, and it will open any door in these chambers. The dark blue one will open doors around the station. You will find libraries, lounging areas, snack shops, and we have dipping pools in which to soak. The water is filled with healing and invigorating minerals.”

  “Wow. This is amazing, but how do you know if there’s a door to even open? There’s nothing to see.”

  “On the station the various areas are clearly marked with pictures. You cannot see the seams, but you will recognize the images. Here, in my chambers, I’ll show you where everything is, and I will spend many happy Earth hours showing you around the station. There is a great deal to see.”

  She took a breath as he placed the necklace around her neck and closed the clasp. The metal was cold against her skin, but not uncomfortable, and it was surprisingly light. Turning to a framed mirror on the wall, she stared at her reflection.

  “Valodar, your necklace is so large compared to this one. Are all those squares and stones used as controls?”

  “They are,” he said solemnly. “As a monitor I have a great deal of responsibility.”

  “What is a monitor? What is it you do?”

  “Why don’t you freshen up, find something to wear, then come through the living room to the kitchen. Or, if you wish, I can stay and help you. The shower has no faucets like the ones on Earth. Just step inside and it will start up.”

  “That doesn’t surprise me,” she smiled. “I should have expected it. We have automatic faucets over sinks, why don’t we have automatic showers?”

  “That is a very good question, but perhaps I should stay,” he grinned. “I don’t want you drowning.”

  “I seriously doubt that will happen,” she giggled, “and I think I’d like to muddle through by myself, but is there a way I can call you if I need to?”

  “Press the yellow gem and talk. I’ll hear you.”

  “Great, and how do I find the door to the kitchen?”

  “Stand near the fireplace and push the pale blue button. The opening will reveal itself.”

  “Got it. One more thing, do we have morning, noon, and night here? I mean, like the Earth’s twenty-four-hour day?”

  “Not really. You must sleep and eat as your body dictates. As much as we would like to fit with the time elements with the planet we’re parked next to, it’s impossible.”

  “Parked next to,” she laughed. “We’re parked next to the Earth? This is so bizarre.”

  “I’m sure it must seem that way,” he said warmly, hugging her again, then lowering his voice, he added, “Ellie, you are here of your own free will. If it becomes too much, I can take you back.”

  “No, I don’t want to go back,” she said hastily. “It’s hard to wrap my brain around it all—sorry, I know that saying is weird for you—but no, I definitely don’t want to go back. I want to be with you, I want to see everything.”

  “I’m glad,” he said. “The cleansing room, or rather, the bathroom, is behind the back wall. Touch the stone when you approach and it will reveal itself.”

  “You mean, a door will open.”

  “That too,” he laughed. “Don’t take too long.”

  He softly kissed her, and as his lips tingled against hers, a burst of butterflies fluttered through her stomach.

  “I want you again,” she sighed as they broke apart. “How can that be? I’ve never wanted a man so much, but then, you’re not really a man, are you, even though you look like one?”

  “I’m not human, but we are connected,” he said softly. “We have a deep chemistry between us. That’s what you’d call it on Earth. Here we call it Eros. It is a word once commonly used on your planet, one we gave you in ancient times, but it has been lost as common usage, though it is the truth of your feelings, and mine.”

  “I don’t know what to say,” she sighed. “I honestly don’t. I feel as if I’m being swept away. If I said that to my friends, they call me corny, but it’s t
rue.”

  “And that, my lovely Ellie, is what Eros is. Being swept away, but it is not you being swept away, it is us. We are united. That probably isn’t the way to say it, but it is the best I manage. Your language is limiting. It can be very frustrating.”

  “Sometimes,” she said slowly, “I feel as if I know you, and I don’t just mean because of the time we were together in that dreamscape place.”

  “You should dress,” he said, gently releasing her. “I have much to show you.”

  “Wait,” she frowned. “Have we met before? You have a funny expression on your face.”

  “Funny? I am not laughing or smiling.”

  “Peculiar?”

  “Ah, well, I have many thoughts in my head. There are things we will talk about, but not at this moment. I will leave you now.”

  Kissing her lightly, lingering his tingling lips for a moment, he turned and walked away.

  As she watched him walk through the opening, and disappear as the door slid closed, she let out a heavy sigh.

  “I have met you before. I can feel it,” she mumbled. “Why don’t you want to tell me about it?”

  Walking across to look at the clothes hanging on their strange hooks, she decided she would press him on it, but studying the interesting garments, the thought began to slip away. She found willowy slacks, shirts, and skirts, and the fabric was like thin silk. Deciding on a baby pink dress, she lifted it off the oddly shaped hanger, and carrying it with her to the end of the closet, she touched the pale blue stone. As the wall slid open, she broke into a smile, and walking forward, she stepped into a gleaming bathroom.

  It was reminiscent of something she would find in a high-end hotel, but far more spacious, and the shower compartment had no doors. How did the water not splash all over the place? Laying the dress at the far end of the counter so it wouldn’t be hit by the spray, she walked into the alcove, stood under the showerhead, and waited. Nothing happened. Looking around the stone walls, she spied a pair of red and blue stones. Thinking they would start the water, she was about to touch them when a female voice softly echoed around her.