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“How is that possible?” I asked. “I was to die with my planet.”
“But Aloitus,” Laike intervened, stepping beside Melinda and beaming down at me. “The planet is alive!”
I gasped and sat up, ignoring the immense pain flooding my body.
“What?”
“It is true!” Zerk’k said, stepping to my bedside. “None of us thought it would be possible!”
“But it happened,” Commander Wyl’es said. “The air fleet held its own against the Vellreq army, with the help of Laike’s new weapon.”
“But that doesn’t explain what happened to Korta,” I said, struggling to remember.
“Fate intervened!” Laike said strongly, his face the most serious I had ever seen it. “Your blade pierced the deepest vein in his body.”
I furrowed my brow, and Melinda soothed my hair. The Leader of the Old Ones stepped forward and continued the explanation.
“It rendered him unable to move,” the Old One said, “just as the magnetic field within Jenal’k was activated. Laike’s weapon was able to lock onto him as a conductor as it attempted to feed from the magnetic pulse to charge its attacks. A powerful burst of energy channeled the force of the bomb through the channel of the laser of Laike’s weapon.”
“The explosion was enough to kill him. And knock the sense out of you,” Melinda said, laughing softly and stroking my face gently.
“It broke the shield though,” Laike said with a heavy sigh. “But it was beautiful! I will never doubt Fate again.”
I shook my head in disbelief and reached out for Melinda’s hands. She set them in mine, and I held her tightly.
“I thought I would never see you again,” I whispered.
“All right,” the Old One said quickly. “Let’s give the Supreme Leader a rest now. It has been quite a day.”
Everybody began to file out of the room, but when Melinda attempted to leave, I held her firmly in place.
“I love you too,” I said. I had regretted not saying it to her when she had been forced to leave, and now I finally had my chance to make it right. “I am sorry for being harsh with you. I was worried about all of this…but you are safe now. And if you wish, I will return you to Earth. The Vellreq will no longer be able to harm you.”
Melinda smiled down at me, cry glittering in her eyes, and I found myself captivated wholly by her beauty.
“I’m not going anywhere,” Melinda whispered, kissing my forehead gently. “I already thought I was going to lose you twice. I never want to lose you again.”
I studied her, reluctant to believe my ears.
“Really,” Melinda said seriously, looking deeply into my eyes. “I want to stay with you.”
I swallowed hard, overcome with joy. I held Melinda close to my body and laughed, kissing her sweet-smelling hair. I had my mate, and my people were safe. For the first time in my life, I felt truly happy.
***
Recovery seemed to take ages, but within a few revolutions my arm was nearly back to normal, and the Old One had cleared me to return back to the palace.
Peko and the rest of the staff hovered about me obnoxiously, worried about my injuries, but Melinda was able to gently steer them to more useful tasks.
“Is it good to be home?” she asked after she had helped me change into my sleeping clothes and settle into bed.
“I’m not sure yet,” I admitted with a small laugh. “I don’t enjoy all this attention.”
Melinda grinned and climbed into bed with me, laying her head on my good shoulder. “Not all attention is good.”
“Indeed not,” I said, turning to study her beautiful face. She smiled at me, and I kissed her tenderly. We had been through so much, but soon, the ceremony was to take place, officially declaring her as my bride.
I was shocked by the sudden pulse of heat that woke within my loins, and Melinda closed her eyes as if basking in my body. It intensified my longing for her, and I held her close, my hands exploring every inch of her soft, supple body.
Melinda gasped softly against me, climbing on top of me carefully so that I could feel the heat of her middle press gently against the hard mound of my groin. Shots of bliss electrified me deeply, and I held her close to my body, basking in the pleasure of her nearness.
Melinda’s clear eyes bore into mine, and she kissed me suddenly, her soft, supple lips tugging my own and her beautiful body moving on top of me with gentle deliberation, rousing my desire and sending a rush of blood to my already stimulated member.
She smiled at me when she felt my body reacting to her movements, and carefully pulled her shirt off from over her head and untied the rope that held my bedclothes closed.
Melinda gasped quietly at the sight of my body, breathless and ready for her. Her soft hands roamed up and down my torso, and I closed my eyes as the pleasure engulfed me.
The heat of her middle suddenly overwhelmed me, and I moaned deeply, tendrils of pleasure creeping up through my abdomen. Melinda’s soft body pressed gently against me as our mouths met again and again, each time with more passion than the last. Her hands gripped mine, and I began to rock my hips gently, pushing myself deeper inside her.
Melinda gasped softly, a deep red flush coloring her cheeks attractively. She lowered long-lashed eyelids over her eyes and allowed me to hold her in place as I began to thrust gently inside of her, a hot surge of ecstasy filling us both with every slight movement. I caught one of her soft breasts in my mouth as we continued our dance, my tongue massaging it until I could feel her trembling with pleasure against me.
I closed my eyes, overwhelmed with rapture as I disappeared inside of Melinda’s body again and again. She moaned softly as I massaged her to the brink of climax, our bodies entwined and writhing as the pleasure overpowered us.
Melinda lowered her lips onto my neck and massaged it with her tongue, sending deep thrills down my body and igniting a deep fire within my abdomen. I was beginning to feel an urgent desire to release myself, to plant a seed within her and truly begin the revitalization of the Thressl’n race. But we were not wed yet. Would it be wise?
I gazed into Melinda’s eyes and gripped her hair, bringing her lips to mine. When we pulled apart, both of us panting as our bodies continued to gratify themselves, I smiled at her.
“I want us to have children,” I said. “It is the only way to continue the race of people. You gave me the will to live. To fight this. Even with all the distractions of your body. You should be the first to birth a child of the new realm. You are going to be my bride. Do you accept?”
Melinda’s flushed face broke out into a gentle, beautiful smile. “I accept.”
Her lips fell against mine, and a gasp of pleasure escaped them. I roared softly as a shocking wave of desire began to animate my body. Despite my injury, I flipped Melinda onto her back and climbed on top of her. Melinda’s breasts rose and fell as she panted in surprise and anticipation, and soon I plunged deep inside of her once again.
Melinda’s soft voice groaned as again and again I brought her to the brink of pleasure, only to pull away just when I knew I could cause her to overflow. I wanted to soak in every moment of her beautiful body beneath me, the moments before she was officially my wife and the mother of the first child of the new realm.
Suddenly, her eyes met mine, and a serious look of need crossed her face. It was cruel to make her wait, and knowing of her desperation was enough to send a jolt of longing, electrifying my entire body.
I unleashed my full strength upon her then, my hips powerful against Melinda’s as I indulged her desires, until finally I could feel her begin to quake and contract around me. The blissful friction of our bodies brought me to a deep state of rapture, and I growled as our orgasms began to synch up. A sudden, powerful wave of hot desire rushed out of me, exploding inside of Melinda. She gripped my shoulders, bracing herself against the power of her own orgasm, and we held each other tightly as Fate decreed the siring of the first born child of the New Realm.
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Corillion Mates: BOX SET(1-6)
By Maia Starr
BOOK 1: Duron-Corillion Mates
(Corillion Mates)
By Maia Starr
Chapter 1
SHIA HETON
"We are under attack!” I shouted into the intercom of the research space station that I had lived on for over a year. “I repeat, we are under attack!”
Boom! I was thrown across the experiment station room as the space station violently shook. I didn't know if this was because it had been bombed or had been rammed, but either one was very terrifying.
Sirens blared into the air and red and blue lights flashed off and on in the chaos. I could only think of one thing. “They found us” I said out loud to myself.
By they, I meant the alien warrior race known as the Corillion. Earth had been at war with this warrior race for the last ten years, and yet we knew nothing about them other than the fact that they were physically dominant to the human male species. They were taller, at almost 8 feet tall, stronger, had blue scales on various parts of their body, and they were ruthless, brutal fighters.
Male humans did not stand a chance against them in hand to hand combat, and our technology was not as advanced as theirs, but this didn't stop us from trying to figure out a way to stop them from what they had been doing: abducting human females.
"To the escape pods! Now!” the captain of the space station shouted over the intercom. My eyes grew wide as I realized just how far away I was from the escape pods. I was on the complete opposite side of the space station. I would never make it.
"I'm on my way!” I shouted as I grabbed onto the counter to press the intercom. A few other voices of the crew joined in confirming they were headed to the escape pods. There were only fifteen other people on the space station, including myself in that number. I and one other woman were the only females. The rest of the crew was men. The space station was still violently shaking, and I had to hold on from one counter to a table and onto the walls in order to stand up and try to make my way out of the experiment room and into the hallway.
Boom! I was knocked off my feet again. It seemed all but impossible to make it to the escape pods. I cursed that I had fallen asleep during my experiment. If I had not, I would have been in my sleep bunk, which was located very close to the escape pods. If that had been the case, then my entire life would have turned out differently, but I couldn’t have known it then.
"They have locked onto us!” I heard Lieutenant Marksman shout over the intercom.
"No,” I said out loud to myself. I felt so alone and so terrified of being in this part of the space station all by myself. We were doomed. Once an enemy ship locked on to a vessel, there was no escape. The ship that locked on had complete control with manual override of the space station. They would lock onto the airlock and board us easily. It was all over. We were in no shape to defend ourselves. The space station was a research vessel, not a military one. We were not equipped to fight for ourselves, and we were very, very, far from Earth. No one would be coming to our aid. Even if they were warned, they would never get here in time.
"Dr. Elmore launching escape pod number three!” I heard Dr. Elmore's voice say over the intercom. He had made it to an escape pod. I wondered how many more had made it there. Would I be the only one left on the space station? I hated the thought of it. I looked around the room for a weapon of any kind, but I knew that it would be no match against Corillion weapons. I stood up and tried once more to run down the hallway, but just when I got some traction, the ship would jolt again, knocking me off of my feet. My best bet would be to hide somewhere, and hope that they did not find me before finally leaving. I crawled into a cabinet and awaited my fate.
I knew taking this assignment aboard the space station was a risky move. But I never thought that we would be attacked in such a way. I never thought that I would find myself in such a terrifying moment waiting for the dominant alien male warriors to take me into deep space, never to see Earth again. But how could I have known that when I first started on this mission?
It all started when I, Dr. Shia Heton, joined the space station mission in order to conduct my sound experiments. I studied deep space sound. I recorded all kinds of activity that traveled across deep space. This space station was going into incredible depths of deep space in order to gather information that could help Earth understand and find out more information about the Corillion race. My studies fit with that agenda because I would be able to pick up any transmissions that the Corillion aliens would be making that crossed our path. Therefore I was granted permission to participate in the research mission.
Joining us were one other female scientist studying astronomical gases, Alexis Scott, and Andrew Diaz, who was studying space biology. There were two more general scientists on board, and the rest of the crew were astronauts that managed the day-to-day needs of the space station. A few of them also had their own science experiments, but they were astronauts first and scientist second. Together, we had set off from Earth a year before and were taken to the space station just outside the solar system. Then once aboard, the space station was set into a spin motion to spin into the far reaches of space toward the asteroid belts.
It was an unknown area that was rarely studied. That was until the Corillions appeared in our lives. It had been complete chaos since they did. At first, it was a peaceful interaction, but once Earth refused to share human females with them willingly, the Corillions became hostile. That was when a war eventually broke out. It inspired many people to suddenly become interested in the sciences. It was as though science was now a military defense against the alien warrior race.
No one knew where the Corillion came from. They just appeared out of nowhere. It was said that they had spawned from an asteroid in deep space, but those were just rumors. That seemed highly unlikely to me, but they were a very mysterious race of males. All kinds of rumors surrounded the alien warrior race about their powers and incredible fighting skills. They were beyond mysterious, and I found myself drawn to their mystery.
I had seen a Corillion warrior before, but only once many years before. But that one time was enough to have his image burned into my memory forever. I remembered seeing the warrior with blue scales on half of his body. I remembered the long, dark hair, dark eyes, and extremely tall, muscular physique. I had never seen a male like it before. It stunned me. It intrigued me. That was how I became fascinated with these creatures from deep space. It was after I saw one that I wanted to know as much as possible about them. But I wanted to do it from afar, not to have any immediate interaction with them. I wanted to study them from a distance and not interact or be in their world. So I applied for and was accepted to conduct my studies on the space station mission.
“Dr. Shia Heton, your field of studying sound in space is very intriguing to us. Only a few scientists are doing what you are doing. We think you might be the perfect candidate for the space station missions,” the Earth Science Council said to me as I stood in front of them with my red hair pulled into a bun and a black pantsuit covering my petite body.
“Thank you. I am grateful to be considered for the opportunity,” I said while smiling at the fact that out of five thousand scientists, I had made the final rounds.
“The next round is not academic in nature; it is physical training. You and your competitors will go through two months of training to see if your body can withstand the rigors of space.”
“I am excited to be able to do the training,” I said, knowing that the other scientist studying sound that I was up against at this stage were almost ten to fifteen years older than me. After being turned down so many times by the academic world because so many others had more experience simply because they were older, it was refreshing that my young age finally gave me the advantage.
So when I passed the training and others and others did not, I was delighted to join the mission.
That is how I found myself on this space station in the far reaches of space, past our solar system, searching for signs of the Corillion warriors in order to gather data and study them. It was a mission that would allow us to understand why they had suddenly appeared in our solar system and taken a liking in human females. It was not just a simple liking: they were abducting them from Earth. It had grown completely out of control, reaching almost two hundred women at this point. No one understood what was going on. Why only the females and not males? We theorized it had something to do with mating, but we could not be sure. Through the Corillion peace years, in the beginning, the Corillions were very tight-lipped about what they were, what they wanted, and what the future held for them. So we knew very littlele
"Dr. Shia Heton, we are ready for radio frequency experiment number 46," Lieutenant Marksman had said to me earlier that day, the day of the attack.
I was sitting in the common room of the cafeteria of the space station having a hot cup of tea and thinking about the first and only Corillion warrior I had ever seen. Was he still out there somewhere?
"Thank you, Lieutenant, I’m on my way,” I said, setting down my cup of tea and following him out of the kitchen through the space station and into the experiment lab area. I had set up an experiment to receive and record transmissions in space. It took a long time to move the satellite on the space station into the correct direction for an experiment. Now it was all set up and ready to go.
"What exactly are you looking for?” another scientist Andrew Diaz said to me. He was the biologist on the space station. He was interested in the beginnings of the Corillion race.
