15. En’Zal

Iaccess every single file there is to be found about humanity. The things I find shock me. They are so weak and backwards! Confined to a single planet, with no proper defenses against outside threats. They busy themselves fighting over scarce resources, rather than uniting against outside threats.

And the most disturbing reports indicate that some human governments are even in league with the slavers that raid their planets, trading young men and women for advanced technology. How can Stella belong to such weak-minded people? When I look at her, I see strength, honor and resilience!

Perhaps she is an exception. I will ask her.

After several hours of research, I need a break. Usually I go for a walk in the palace gardens, or I visit my stables.

Right now, there's only one place I want to go.

I hurry back to my quarters. When I open the door I am greeted with the scent of xatolian oil and the sound of splashing water.

It seems the inquisitive little human has gotten her hands on the good stuff.

As I open the bathroom door I am greeted by the sight of Stella swimming laps in my bath. Her round, curvy butt sticks out of the water, and water glides down her soapy curves.

"Having fun?"

Stella shrieks. "AH!" She whirls around and dives under the water completely, and I can't help but laugh at her antics.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to startle you."

She peeks her head out from under the water. Only her glaring eyes are visible.

"You can't barge in on me like that!" She says, barely raising her mouth above the water-line to scold me.

I wish the water wasn't so soapy, because I want to see more of that amazing human body of hers. Much, much more. The globes of her ass have ignited a fire inside of me.

"I can't? And here I thought I was the king of this castle. You're in my bath, remember?" I say.

"Yeah, well, uhm. Still!"

"In fact, I think I will join you."

"You… what?"

"I could use a break."

I unbutton my shirt. Stella's eyes go big, and the human is silent as she watches me undress. Her eyes never leave my body. The moment I drop my pants she sucks in a breath and hides in the water completely. Only her big blue eyes peek out above the foam.

I step into the hot water and slowly sink in.

"Ah, that's good."

Stella is silent as she watches me like a hawk from the other end of the large pool.

"How are you feeling?" I ask.

She doesn't respond. That will not do.

I reach for her under the water, grab her waist, and pull her closer to me. She yelps.

The moment we touch I feel a jolt of electricity, and the movement of her body causes the water around her body to clear for a moment.

There they are. The most beautiful breasts in the world, completely bared to me. Her nipples are hard and her breasts are so full. I have never seen anything more amazing in my entire life as king.

Stella bites her bottom lip and her eyes are big as she stares down at my erection.

I chuckle. She is clearly not used to Erullian anatomy.

"What are you thinking, Stella?"

She averts her gaze, her cheeks burning brightly. "You're so… big. And so different."

I kiss the top of her head. She's untouched. A virgin. I must take my time with her, which is hard. Incredibly, very, throbbingly hard.

Stella sighs and melts into my embrace. Her soft, slippery body presses against mine. My member pulses.

I grab a bar of soap and start rubbing her back. She purrs softly as my claws gently rub her delicate human flesh, washing the stress away.

"You are safe with me, Stella," I say softly. "That is what I promised."

"You're sure I can't go home?" She whispers.

Her question is like a dagger to my heart. I wish to keep her close, but of course she desires to return to her own, familiar environment.

"No," I say. "It is not safe."

"But..."

"Earth is controlled by the botu-kan slavers, Stella. You might not realize it, but that is the situation. I have researched the situation extensively. According to our latest intel, some of the human governments are even working together with the slavers; trading men and women for alien tech. If you were to return to your homeworld, the slavers would find you and deliver you to King Ro'Kal right away. You do not want that, little one."

She looks down at the water, dejected.

"You have become a pawn in a game of kings, Stella. Only with me are you safe. You must remain inside the walls of my palace at all times."

"I don't understand. What does this Ro'Kal guy want?"

"He wants to hurt me, Stella. Our countries are at war, and I'm afraid you have become a part of this conflict.

She looks up at me with those big, human eyes of hers.

"Wait, you're at war?"

I nod. "Yes. We were about to have peace negotiations when you showed up. He chose the location, not me, but in a way, I'm glad I was there… or I could not have saved you."

"Wait… so you weren't there to purchase a slave?"

"No. Never."

I trace my claw down her back as I give her a moment to work through all this new information. By the goddess, her skin is silky smooth.

"So, let me get this straight, because this is important. You are at war with the scary blue alien."

"Correct. Kalnia and Zalleria are at war."

"And you were discussing peace with this guy?"

"That was my intention, yes."

"And then the guy tried to buy me."

"He did buy you."

"But you saved me."

"Yes."

"And now he's pissed off, right?"

"Oh yes."

Stella looks at me, her eyes filled with emotion. "So there's a war going on… because of me? If you hadn't saved me, there would've been peace."

I gently stroke the back of her neck. "It is not your burden to bear, Stella. The conflict has been raging between our families for generations, and this is only a single battle in a long, long feud."

She nods, but does not seem convinced.

"Your heart is in the right place, Stella. That pleases me. You show genuine concern for the Erullian people. But you mustn't feel responsible for the decisions of an evil man."

Stella gazes up at me with those big eyes of hers that make my heart skip a beat every time I look into them.

I cannot resist her a moment longer.

I lean forward and gently kiss those soft, pouty lips of hers, and the world around me disappears completely.

There's just her.

Nothing else.

It's just me and my human.