Page 38 of Chosen By the Alien King
I kissed her through it, a blazing one that set my soul on fire for my wife all over again.My release barreled down my spine with powerful force, and I soon followed her over that blissful edge.Shuddering violently, I groaned into her mouth, my seed filling her up.
Still locked together, still tenderly kissing, we caught our breaths, our collective hearts pounding in unison.
“Thank you,” she murmured.
I traced her bottom lip with my tongue and breathed her even farther inside myself.“For what?”
“For bringing me back here.”She gazed at me, a small smile playing on her lips as she reached up to stroke my face.“Other than escaping death all the time, I really enjoyed it.”
“Me too.”I sighed, nuzzling my face against hers.“We can come back again whenever you want.”
Nodding, she turned to look at our daughter on the bed.“Do you think she knows we’re here?Rain, I mean?”
“She probably does know somehow.I’m not sure.”I didn’t press any to get to the root of her question.I simply let her sit with it at her own speed and depth.
As if thankful for that, she leaned in to kiss my cheek, her lips soft against my scales, but she didn’t say anything else, her thoughts whirring behind her dark eyes.
We dressed leisurely, stealing more kisses and loving touches, and then we hovered over our daughter and did the same to her.
When we finally left the bungalow, Nera once again stared out at the pulsing beacon, no longer shielding Nyxx as she did so.“I hope she does know.And I hope she knows we might be back again someday.”
I nodded, pulling her closer with my arm around her shoulders.That almost sounded like a resolution, not one forged in forgiveness, but acceptance.
Like her world was finally spinning in the right direction.
As we walked back to the shuttle, the sunset slowly dissolved into night.Stars twinkled above like promises unbroken, leading us to a future filled with love and happiness for an alien Faid clone warrior king and his perfect human bride.
Chapter eighteen
Rain
Emaildate:7/14/2640
From: phantombornofcuriosityandblazingsaddlesandramennoodleslurkingoutsideyourdoor@iamtooprettytodie.com
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Hey
Sorry for the late reply.I’ve been too busy putting both feet in shit.So I have a little problem.Our two favorites are where they need to be, but that evidence I planted?It was stolen by some naked blue chick with mirror eyes before Maxx woke up!
I AM SO FUXXED.
Soon, I will be no more, nothing but a blush and a dirty memory from my favorite pink-haired pilot…and a rage-filled pain in my king’s ass.
Will you be coming to my funeral?
Axxel.
Email date: 6/1/2640
To: phantombornofcuriosityandblazingsaddlesandramennoodleslurkingoutsideyourdoor@iamtooprettytodie.com
From: [email protected]
Subject: Re: Re: Hey
Hi Axxel,
