Aleksander also scowled at the woman. He had no choice but to wait till the crowd's outrage abated. However, he was confident that he didn't need to be concerned because, besides the uniformed men serving as an official bodyguards, some of his people were protecting the area outside that entrance while dressing in covert manners and posing as bystanders or whatever else they could think of. In case a pack of wolves attacked the ceremony as it was taking place, he was prepared. They were giving the creep excessive authority. After straightening her shoulders, Izabella looked back to Aleksander and smiled her friendliest smile. The officiant prepared for the ceremony with his two-altar server. "We're here today, dearly beloved, to celebrate the union of two of our favorites, Aleksander Carlo Georgiou and Izabella Crystal Jansen." Izabella gripped Aleksander's hands firmly. Aleksander glanced at her, and then she felt his hand take hold of hers. Aleksander and Izabella exchanged long
Aleksander and Izabella were standing together with hands clasped. They were constantly beaming at one another. "You chained me publicly, eh, at last?" She scowled at him, "What?" "Shouldn't it be reversed?" Aleksander erupted in laughter. "Until the very last minute, you're hard to get, baby, but it's worth it." He had graciously pardoned her for focusing on anything else because she was incredibly appreciative. She knew he would inquire about her delay in asserting her claim to him later. Brigitte waved at the photographer, "We need the wedding party to gather for pictures. We've placed flip-flops in your wedding favor bags. Please meet up at the center of the pavilion. The guests can go down to the long table celebration." Aleksander and Izabella were showered with birdseed as they left the altar by the wedding planner Brigitte, who distributed seed packets and instructed the congregation to where they might stand. As the harpist played the recessional song, "Marriage amour,"
Izabella turned her attention to the man she married and the woman he called "Karylla," his lost royal bride, as they both looked at each other in shock. They each saw the other's emotions of shock. Then Aleksander and Izabella were transfixed, mouths open, frozen to the spot. The air in Izabella's chest felt like it may burst. What irony that the alien couple finally got along on their wedding day. Her chest was tight with too much feeling she couldn't comprehend, and she wanted to disappear from the spectacle before her. "Hey, Jerry. Dance with me," Izabella said, breaking the silence between them as they stood opposite. "You're on, sweetie," Jeremy said as he clasped his stepsister's hand. "Please excuse us. Our apologies." From looking at the woman he had been searching for so long, Aleksander turned to where Izabella was heading. His eyes followed her movement, and his profile hardened when he noticed she pulled Jeremy's hand to the dance floor. He met Karylla's gaze as he tu
Izabella was concerned about her surroundings. She was still thinking about the interplanetary couple's reunion. She would sigh once more and pause to gaze out the window. Despite her worn-out body and mind, the wave of lethargy was too much as the night grew darker. She understood how much she genuinely loved the alien who became her husband in those instants. But he was departing just as she was sure of her love for him. When he returned to space with his royal wife, he would vanish, and she would never see him again. And she let out another deep sigh off the air because of her tight chest. The room is silent as I sit on the edge of my bed, fussing with my hair in anger. I'm now at a loss for what to do. Should I take a shower or sit on the floor to cool off? Or shall I yell and wail till only fatigue remains? Izabella was becoming irritated as she pondered these things. She wanted to forget it all, but thoughts of what had happened between Aleksander and his princess's wife kept
Izabella woke up to that tilting sensation from her chest to the delicate part of her body. She groaningly called him "Aleks." "I'm glad you're back, baby." Aleksander was unable to speak as he stared back at her. He looked at the evident desire written on her face as he started taking off his clothes mingled with hers on the floor. Her face was on the flame when he caught her looking at his erect shaft. "Are you sure that fits me?" She asked shyly. "Anything is possible, babe," he replied. His finger traced the shape of her lips. He was having these racing thoughts as they looked at each other in silent understanding. "I love the way you look at me. How you whimpered and writhe helplessly touched the core of my need blended with yours. And I want to brand you as you belong to me after tonight..." "Branding? How?" "Sipping a droplet of blood from your neck to bond with me so whenever you are, I can find you easily..." "Oh. That's great to know. And me?" She asked with those
"Baby, we're just starting. Now is not the time to discuss separating. This is the moment of our union as husband and wife." Aleksander enigmatically remarked when he noticed the sign of blood on the mattress. "Come, I'll bath you..." "Can it wait? I'm already tired, Aleks...." Her eyes were begging. "Just a quick one, babe..." he insisted. As he scooped her in his arms, they vanished and could be seen in the shower room as he washed her. Izabella became wide awake when she felt the hot water cascading over her nudity. When Aleksander washed, she couldn't help moaning, especially as the sponge touched her sensitive part. "Did I hear you say, tired?" He mocked her as he started cleaning himself as well. And she pinched his tummy, followed by her tiny giggles. "Ah, Iza. He embraced her, grinned, and said, "You're like a box full of surprises," but then he paused and stared at her like he was in a trance. "What?" Izabella asked when he was staring at her for a few minutes. To answ
Izabella's loud moaning roused Aleksander from sleep. As soon as he sat up, he noticed that his wife was shivering due to the cold. He quickly put the blanket over her body and was about to embrace her but felt her warm. The sheen of sweat on her forehead caught his attention. God forbids! When he saw that Izabella had a fever, he said to himself. "This can't be happening. What is going on? The instant Aleksander stood up, he was unsure what to do and began pacing. He debated phoning Izabella's father but decided against it because he did not want to bother him. As he summoned his mobile phone, it went to his waiting hand and called the only person he thought could help his wife. "Levitra," he uttered on his phone, and it dialed automatically. "Hi, Chief. Do you need me?" A female voice answered. "Yes, get ready...I'll be getting you. Prepare your medical stuff, as I need your help. Iza has a fever..." "Yes, Chief. Right away," the woman replied. He sent a message to Shanda to co
After a while, Levitra asked her, "Are you all right?" Izabella willingly released herself from the woman's grasp. "Yeah. Thanks a lot... that helps to release my feelings," she said with a loud laugh. "Chief calls me Levi. Thanks for having me. I hope it's alright if I call you Izabella. It's too formal, Madam." She smiled at Levi and added, "Feel free, and thanks for coming here." "No option," Levitra said with a chuckle, "but I don't mind. I like my work. And I'm starting to like you somehow." "Thanks, Livi. I'm just curious. Why do you call him Chief?" she said with a smile as she raised one eyebrow. "Larry and I chose to refer to him as Chief because he serves as the CEO of numerous businesses across the globe." "I suppose you're right. Did he have a lot of foes back then?" "Yes, there were roughly ten wolves." "He wasn't even hurt, which is amazing." "He was, yet, his wounds self-healed as we continued to move. His chest was full of scratches." "I'm delighted he's okay
Izabella and Yzobelle became even closer since they were confronted with their true identity as twin sisters fathered by the monarch King of Grisean, according to their Aunt Xania. They discovered that their Aunt Astria had assigned Aunt Xania to care for the test tube twin sisters. And they were even more shocked when they learned that Aunt Astria had a secret crush on their acknowledged father of Izabella, Doctor Jones, And the best thing about being close as siblings was when her stepbrother Jeremy became Yzobelle's boyfriend. Their Aunt Xania had no objection to their relationship though it was now known how a wolf attacked Jeremy and his blood got infected; thus, he shifted once a month with his stepsister Izabella. The only change in the two of them being together as siblings was that Yzobelle had been busy with her relationship with Jeremy, so sometimes she could not refuse Robert's invitation, as she owed a lot to him for saving her life several times. "You have to be caref
Who knows? It's not like he was even her boyfriend. He was a seductive beast whom she repeatedly kissed on their first encounter. You liar, you. Do you intend to turn around right now? Chicken. She was perplexed by the mental conflict. She remembered feeling delightfully naughty as he kissed her as she slipped her arm around his heavily muscled waist. It's absurd to get excited over something so simple. Provocative. He was provoking and made her feel unexpected feelings. Although excited to explore her emotions, she had a bad sensation. Okay, so she may have unrealistic expectations of him. She liked being in his company. She was frightened by how excellent it was. Lavender and cheerful scents filled the air. She couldn't place the source of the familiar scent. She drank in the smell of their lust in the air around them. Izabella grabbed his neck and dragged him, abandoning all prudence since she knew this was possibly the most daring trip she would ever go on. He tur
Izabella had been lying down for a long time, but her eyes were fixed on the ceiling as if dreaming when she heard the little turning of the lock of her bedroom doorknob.Izabella ignored that. Instead, she lay on her side with her back to the door. She knew her mental bully stepsister was outside even if she didn't open it. And as usual, she would be warned to stay away from Robert, the man who had been her friend for a long time.She breathed deeply and felt isolated as she looked at the wall of her private space.She caressed the top of her womb as the content of her dream resurfaced in her mind about the strange warrior creature playing she'd been dreaming about. Which saddened her, and she failed to be with him in her dream.And suddenly it came to her mind what her stepbrother had said earlier, that she had married an alien.She felt like wanting to laugh at herself. Even in choosing a spouse, she was also weird. An alien? Ugh!Maybe that's a result of having the experience of v
"You know when I initially heard the loud bang inside, I believed an animal had fallen. Or something had fallen from the sky.” He slowly inspected her, his obvious sexual curiosity fighting the twinkle in his eyes. "This is so much better."She wheezed as a cunning retort. She needed to breathe, by God! It was a cringe-worthy situation."Take your time," he suggested, focusing on her legs, which were extended and bent at the knees, allowing him a free view up to her crotch.Die by eating dirt, she reasoned."Is this like potholing? Only in your underwear?” He inquired with amusement dancing on his face. “Very nice underwear, too, I might say," he added as his eyes slowly moved over the rest of her openly.Wheeze, what a pervert!"Stop doing that and get out of here," she finally snapped."Oh, a fiery Earthling woman in here..." he mumbled. “I like that kind of fire…”"I said stop ogling at me. Can't you see I'm pregnant?""Well," he said with his index finger stroking his nose. “Didn'
But she didn't pull away. It seemed he wanted to put his arms around her to see what happened as his hand extended in the air. And he finally placed his large hand on the back of her head. His lips covered hers again and controlled the kiss for a while. She wanted the urge to stop him but was mesmerized with wonder as they gazed at each other. "What are you thinking?" He whispered huskily. Her eyes widened as their eyes met for a second. She licked her lips while his eyes followed that movement before she replied, "I wanted to feel your lips with my eyes closed." What the hell? She scolded herself for telling him. "Why?" She shrugged," I'm not sure, but I like the sensation of your… No, forget it--" "I know what you mean," he cut in with his eyes roaming on her face and stopped as he gazed back. "But I want to look into your eyes and how they react as our lips go together." She gulped as his golden eyes darkened with desire. His kiss was soft and testing but not clumsy. Inste
The king jerked, startled by the unusual calm of his suite, and peered around. He woke up to find himself in the center of his bed. He inhaled deeply as he fixed his focused gaze on the lofty ceiling.He could feel a void within him. He was unable to express his anguish and longing. More tragic than losing his parents. He thought he had lost everything. And was unwilling to accomplish anything for the rest of the day since he felt weak and miserable.He sensed Marlo's presence. And only his eyes glanced at the open door when he entered his premises."Greetings, Your Majesty. I hope you're feeling great and not sick from too many of those beverages you had on an empty stomach..."He shrugged it off as he got up and sat on the edge of his bed. He felt himself growing old suddenly because of his softening sense of self."Any plans for today, My King?" He inquired why he remained standing in front of the monarch."No, unless you got one," he said, somewhat bored. "I'd rather bury myself un
When Marlo discovered that the alien secretion drink King Dreksil had requested would run out, he shook his head. The drink was made of coconut rum, melon liqueur, and pineapple juice and had a blue sugar rim. The beverage had a nearly radioactive green hue. He would reach for this beverage when the monarch felt irritated or agitated like he was doing now. He could tell how ferociously upset he was by the expression on his face. However, he recognized his ruler. Who wouldn't want to after being left behind by the lady he made his queen? Among the many ladies who pleaded to be loved and owned by King Dreksil, he only had feelings for Izabella. She was also the only one whose extreme attitude caused him to violate his rules. Instead of instructing her on how to submit to her husband, the ruler of Chronos, he cherished her for being too proud to be tamed. How did I get here? King Dreksil's mind was in a state of shock until the point at which the woman he had devoted his unique feeling
Izabella stopped at the bottom of the steps and looked at her visitors. Her Aunt Xania showed her companion something in the photo album usually displayed at the console table. Her companion was facing their direction, so Izabella had a chance to study her profile like in a trance. She thought their young woman visitor embodied the ideal of a beautiful woman with a slim figure, light complexion, and a shapely neck that flowed into her seductive body. But what drew her in were her gorgeous eyes, full lips, and head shape covered in red copper hair. She gently prodded her stepbrother, who appeared enthralled by her attractiveness. "You like her beauty?" She teased him in a whisper. He responded with a soft laugh, "Sure," "But I feel like I was staring at a different image of yourself, Iza, aside from the fiery hair and dark eyes." "What?" "She seems a little taller than you, but you virtually look the same, so..." Mrs. Jones purposefully cleared her throat to interrupt their in-dep
Izabella jumped up from her bed when she heard loud knocks on her bedroom door. Before she could stand, the door opened. "Hmm. Indeed, you're back here. I hope you've completely disappeared from the people here!" "What are you talking about, Camilla?" What she said to her created a deep gash on her forehead. The newcomer shook her head as if she couldn't believe her reaction. When she heard several pairs of feet approaching, even Camilla looked at the door. Doctor Jones and her Aunt Esmeralda entered, followed by a familiar face. "Good morning," she greeted with a smile. And her eyes stopped at the companion of the two. "Hi, Aunt Xania! You came to visit." "Yes, because I missed you," said their guest smiling. They looked at Camilla's explosive departure. "I'm fine, but why are you like that when you can look at me?" "Don't you remember anything before Robert found you in the forest?" "Daddy, yesterday you kept asking me about that. Where should I be found? Jerry as