Page 17 of Kidnapped By the Alien Chieftain

I sense Xandor’s eyes on me as he speaks, his words cutting through the tension in the room. “Look at him, Astraxius,” he says, his laughter ringing out. “Have you ever seen our chieftain so out of his depth? She’s messed him up good.”

My cheeks begin to color with a tinge of embarrassment caused by his words. “She kissed you after you promised to take her back?” Xandor continues, still chuckling. “She’s a tease!”

“Hush, Xandor, this is serious,” Astraxius quickly interjects, scowling at this news. “You promised to take her back? After everything we’ve sacrificed?” he reprimands loudly, rubbing his temples.

A surge of anger courses through my veins. A hot and searing sensation I struggle to contain. “You forget I am your chieftain, Astraxius!” I roar, pounding my chest with a clenched fist. “We lost four of our war brothers already, and Rocks begged me to return her to Earth. A moment of weakness and we would have lost the ship and our lives, and I’ll not see her slaughtered when she could live safely back on her home planet,” I continue, my gaze locked fiercely with his blue eyes, my own purple eyes blazing with intensity.

Astraxius visibly shrinks before my outburst. “Gods be good, Krogoth… All she needs is more time for the bonding to take root.” He moves closer to me, clutching his hand around my wrist. I can feel the warmth of his palm, and his touch is surprisingly comforting. “I know you feel for losing the four young warriors. But you know as well as I… they aren’t like us… They only live for death and battle.” He finishes his sentence, his voice barely a whisper.

I rub my chin thoughtfully. “There is still time. Maybe she’ll change her mind before we repair the ship.” Relief floods through me at Astraxius’s words.Maybe there is hope yet for Pebbles and me.

Astraxius sighs deeply. “Have faith, Krogoth.” He clears his throat before continuing. “About her challenging you to a fight, though… Humans aren’t known for having trial by combat before determining mating quality, but maybe her tribe is different? Curious, I’ll need to consult my data again to look for references.” He makes some notes in his console as he taps his foot.

“I don’t know about all that, Astraxius, but by the sounds of it, Krogoth, things are good with Rocks. Reminds me of this one time I was chatting to this Tuskarian female at a bar in the Dominus system. Think her name was Waterfall, or was it Pitfall? Ah, I can’t remember! Anyway, she challenged me to an arm wrestle. Damn female was strong as a Mutalisk. Both of us were huffing and puffing, sweat pooling around us. Half the bar had bets on who would win. It was crazy. So my Rush kicks in at the last minute and I finally pin her arm to the table. The bar goes wild! And what does she do right after? Grabs me by the hand, pulls me upstairs and starts ripping my clothes off. I’ll be honest; there was a lot more huffing and puffing when it was all said and done…” Xandor finishes with a deep breath, looking between Astraxius and myself, nodding mindlessly at this familiar tale.

“I stopped listening at ‘Tuskarian female’,”Astraxius says, still playing with his wrist console.

“It is a fine story, Xandor. It gives me hope.” I smile at my friend, grateful for his unwavering support. “When we arrive at the station, Xandor, a few of the war brothers and I will disembark and secure repairs and Elerium for the ship.” I look at Xandor who nods in return. “The rest of the war brothers willstay and guard the ship. Astraxius, please keep an eye on Rocks. She has tried sneaking off once, and I can't risk it again.”

“It’ll be my pleasure. But with such few warriors onboard, repelling a gang attack will be very difficult,” Astraxius cautions, crossing his arms.

“Hopefully, they won’t know how few we really are,” I say, my eyes flickering between Xandor and Astraxius. “The risks are high, but we have no choice. We must press on and hope that luck is on our side.”

I turn towards the exit. “It’s been a long day,” I say, “We’ll meet again when we reach the station.”

“Chieftain,” Xandor and Astraxius say in unison as I make my way out of the room.

Finally, I arrive in my bedroom and find Pebbles sleeping soundly in the furs on our bed. Despite the darkness, I can make out her beautiful features - she looks like an innocent goddess made flesh. I tiptoe to the other side of the bed, trying not to wake her, and notice that she has left me some food on the desk. The small gesture warms my heart, and I devour the offering greedily before climbing into bed, trying to ignore the sleeping beauty beside me.

We all need to be rested for what tomorrow will bring.

Chapter 9

Roxanne

Dreamer

It’s dark. I’m floatingin space. I can feel the freezing cold of the void as I wrap my arms around myself, shivering, trying to ward off the chill. Mist escapes from my mouth with every frantic breath. The emptiness is overwhelming. Why can’t I move? I need to go back home away from this, but I can’t.

In the distance, a faint light catches my eye, and I squint to make out what it is. As it grows closer, I realize with horror that it’s the swarm of alien machines. Their twitching and blinking red lights create an eerie pattern in the dark. No, I need to escape; I need to move! Please, I just want to leave.Panic sets in as they surround me in a writhing mass. Thousands upon thousands, they form into the giant face,glaring menacingly at me. The horrible clanking machine voice laughs, the noise booming in my ears. It almost overwhelms my senses. Helpless and vulnerable, I can only watch as the giant machine’s mouth opens wide, swallowing me whole, and darkness engulfs me.

I jerk up straight in the bed, panting heavily. My skin glistens, a delicate sheen catching the dim light. Reality takes hold again. It was a dream, a horrible nightmare. I can still hear the low humming of the ship. Judging by how sleepy I feel, I calculate I haven’t been asleep for too long. My attention is drawn to the light snoring stirring on the other side of the bed. Looking over, I make out the huge shape of Krogoth, who’s lying on his back breathing heavily, fast asleep. I instinctively cover my boobs with the fur blankets. I didn’t have any clothes under my robes, so I went to sleep naked.

It’s strange to see Krogoth, a giant force of nature, so quiet and peaceful. He’s so handsome with his long straight black hair, square jawline, full lips. Even his strange ears and red skin are mysteriously alluring in their weirdness. He is lying outside of the furs, wearing nothing more than his loincloth. I can’t waste this opportunity to look! I peer down his giant body, my pulse quickening in anticipation, and finally I see it! His enormous cock, now threatening to escape the pitiful confines of the loincloth.

It’s different now. He promised to take me back home to Earth; I mean, I’m in the middle of space! No one will ever really know…or understand what I’ve been through.Sowhat’s the danger of a little harmless fun?As soon as the thought enters my mind, guilt washes over me. I can’t bear the thought of hurting him, of leading him on, knowing I mean so much to his mission, when I know I have to leave… eventually. But I can’t deny my pull towards him is strong. I crave his protection, his strength, and his touch. Maybe, just for one night, I could escapethe nightmares and the fear that constantly plague me. I need this.

I slide closer to Krogoth and trace my finger along the center of his huge chest muscles, stroking him, leading my finger closer to his nipple with each stroke. At the same time, I snuggle in against him and begin lightly kissing his neck. Little slow kisses as my finger finds his nipple. I trace a circle outside it. He moans groggily as consciousness returns to him. Staring with intensity, his beautiful purple eyes dilate. Next, he snuggles his head closer, rubbing his nose against mine before his lips find mine. Our lips caress one another, opening a bit more with each embrace. I can feel the heat of our breaths. His massive hand gently strokes my tummy, his momentum leading me onto my back. My heart is pounding in my chest as I lie naked, exposed before Krogoth. I want him, all of him, inside me.

Our tongues become entwined, darting back and forth insatiably. He positions himself between my legs. I can feel his enormous cock, still sheathed in his loincloth, rubbing against my glistening pussy. I moan softly each time he rocks his hips as I match his rhythm with my own, pushing back into his throbbing member. Each stroke sends a jolt of pleasure through my body. I can feel my wetness building quickly. We are both panting now, our raw lust on full display. He kisses along my neck, leading down to my breasts, still thrusting his hips along me. Inhaling sharply, I feel his warm tongue brushing over my nipple, lightly sucking and licking, the intensity building with his eagerness. I throw my head back and release a little whimper.I need more.

He glides off to my side again. Placing his hand on the inside of my left thigh, he strokes along its length, moving a little closer to my inner lips each time. The pleasure is building inside of me as he touches on the outside. The sensation of his breath on my neck in between kisses and nibbles is almost too much as hecontinues teasing amongst my thighs. “Please, Krogoth, I need more,” I whimper. He brushes his palm along my soaking pussy. The pleasure ripples through my body as I let out a low groan.

Krogoth gasps in shock. “My tiny Pebbles is such a naughty female.”

“This is… Ah… All your fault.” I squeeze out, laughing between panting. My wet pussy spurs him on as he rubs vigorously along my slick opening. The pleasure is building. I feel my body becoming more and more tense.

“Let’s see how naughty,” he says as his index finger rubs on the outside of my opening slit, probing, searching for the inside. I gasp as his finger suddenly penetrates my eager pussy. His finger feels huge filling me up, my vagina walls gripping his finger tightly.

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