Rogue Warriors of Lorr
Captured By the Alien Chapter 4

Scarlett had just been scared for her life, but all she wanted to do was get f****d under the shade of that spectacularly large tree. He said he wasn't going to take her back to those horrible people, and for some reason she couldn't quite put her finger on, she believed him unequivocally. Perhaps the horniness blocked her rationality.

She tried reaching down to unbuckle his pants when he was on top of her, but he stopped her, a hand over hers.

"Scarlett, wait a minute," Grux murmured.

She was tired of waiting, but she stopped as he'd asked. He rested his handsome face on her breasts, kissing them with such delicacy she had to bite her lip again.

"I want to make sure everything is okay before we..." Grux trailed off.

Scarlett smiled at him. It was endearing to see such a handsome man look sheepish.

"Before we f**k?" she quipped.

He grinned and then kissed the part of her b****t where her areola began.

"Yes, that exactly," he replied. "My father will want to know your story, and I think he can empathize with it. We will protect you from anything and anyone."

Scarlett felt a flicker of fear move through her body as he lay on top of her. The fog of arousal was diminishing, so rationality was finally able to have its say.

She didn't really have a choice at that point. She could try to flee from Grux again, which would be fruitless, or she could go with him. She believed him when he said he didn't want to hurt her or return her to those horrible "employers." But that didn't mean everyone had her best interests in mind.

They found their way back to where Grux was staying and then proceeded to make their way to his ship. The trip didn't take long for a vessel with decent FTL engines.

Scarlett was nervous, despite not really having a reason why. She had spent her entire life being cautious of strangers. She only really trusted them when she was intoxicated and absolutely desperate for another person's touch. Even though she was looking for someone to spend her life with and was hoping it was Grux, taking her back to his planet to meet his father was a few steps ahead of where she wanted their relationship.

They landed on Lorr and immediately went to meet with Grux's father. He lived in a mansion that looked like a blend of the Wizard of Oz and the Disney castle squished together. They walked into his chambers, which also looked like she had just stepped into some kind of animated feature film.

"Son!"

A man who looked like an older carbon copy of Grux sat at a large, black desk. He wore a golden crown that nearly blew off his head when he stood and took Grux in his thick, tree-trunk arms.

Scarlett had to take a step back to clear the area of their embrace. It was heartwarming and made her feel a little less apprehensive about things to come.

"I am so glad to see you!" Grux's father exclaimed.

He held on to Grux's shoulders and then glanced down at Scarlett. In comparison, Scarlett was like a little ant. But she tried not to let herself feel that way.

"This must be the woman you were after," the king stated.

He came to her and held out his hand. Scarlett flicked a look at Grux, who nodded with approval. She placed her small, human hand into the king's, and he gripped it tightly.

"Father, this is Scarlett." Grux flashed her a smile. "Scarlett, this is my father, King Vrondo."

"Tell me your tale of woe, young one," the king asserted.

Scarlett breathed in deeply. She felt like she had been telling the story over and over again in her mind her entire life. But no one really had the time to care until right then and there on some alien planet called Lorr.

"I am originally from Earth," she began, looking into the king's big, violet eyes. "I was kidnapped when I was twelve and auctioned off to a rich family as an indentured servant, who basically treated me like an animal."

The king nodded, as did Grux, who was standing politely with his hands behind his back.

"I managed to escape for a few months before Grux found me. King, if I may."

The king raised what remained of an eyebrow at her. "Carry on, child."

"My family will pay for my safe return," she said, trying not to sound too desperate. "I know they probably think I'm dead, but I know once they hear from me, they will be willing to pay anything."

The king raised a hand to his chin and continued nodding along. Scarlett searched her mind for more words to say, but all of the ones she found sounded like begging. She would go there if she had to, but she was hoping to be more diplomatic.

She hoped the king was going to take pity on her. She needed to find a way to contact her family. She really didn't know where her family were or how to find them. She stared at Grux, trying to get a feel of his mood.

Grux's heart swelled at the sound of Scarlett's story. It sounded to him like she had been repeating it in her mind over and over again for years, and finally, someone was listening. He gave her a solemn look that wasn't pity. She was too proud to accept such a thing. He desperately wanted to give her more, whether from his own hands or from the hands of his father. He wanted to give her the entire planet he was on and the universe beyond.

Something was going on inside of him, and it was starting to get in the way of everything else he had been working for.

"That is a sad tale indeed, my darling," the king said. "I very much appreciate your candor. Now, you should rest."

The king placed his hands on Grux's and Scarlett's shoulders, leading them both back out into the hallway.

"Grux will lead you to your chambers where you can sleep, young one," the king said. "We will then discuss our options and see about contacting your family."

The king lifted his chin in the direction of the stairs, and Grux followed suit. He guided Scarlett up the winding stairs, placing his hand on her lower back. When she didn't push him away, warmth burst in his heart.

He led Scarlett to the guest room where she would be staying. They hadn't said a word until they approached the door.

"I'm sorry that happened to you," Grux murmured. "It sounds horrible."

Scarlett turned to him and crossed her arms over her chest. Grux adored how tiny she was in comparison to him. He could pick her up and just put her in his pocket if he wanted.

"It was such a long time ago," Scarlett began. "It's almost like I don't really have a family, but I refused to settle into that way of thinking. You know?"

Grux really didn't know what that feeling was like, but he nodded anyway. Scarlett reached out for his hand, and he took hers, swaying back and forth for a moment before speaking again.

"This really means a lot to me," she murmured. "You really have no idea."

She moved in close, taking both hands in hers. She stood up on her tiptoes, waiting for a kiss, and he bent down to oblige her.

Her lips were warm and tender, making his cock insanely hard. When she began to open her mouth and groan, Grux had to pull away.

"I have to speak to my father," he said, panting hard. "I can come to your room afterward if you'd like."

Scarlett nodded enthusiastically and then let him go. Grux watched her walk into her chambers and close the door slowly. Once she was gone, he let out a long, heaving sigh.

Stars, the things I want to do to that woman.

Grux returned to his father's study and found his dad sitting at the desk again. He turned immediately to his son with a look on his face Grux wasn't exactly fond of.

"What's going on in that cauldron, Father?" Grux quipped.

His father let out a deep chuckle.

"I think it would behoove us to avoid the obvious political advantages this situation has presented to us. You know I've been wanting to find a way to strengthen a relationship with Earth, and rescuing one of theirs might bring me closer." Grux let out a sigh and then sat down on a chair nearby. He knew all about the tensions between their people and Earth's. If they brought Scarlett back, it could trigger some kind of truce.

He had been nervous about his father's reaction to another Terran after what happened with Kozien, but he had hoped that saving a stolen woman would land on his father's more benevolent side. It wasn't like Grux was renouncing his claim to the throne. He leaned his head back on the chair and tried to listen as his father droned on.

"It has been years since any leader reached out directly. I'm sure the idea of reconciliation hasn't crossed anyone's thoughts for a long time now. But you have made something bloom, son. Something blooms in my mind."

Grux knew what his father was like when he got an idea in his head. It was like giving a dog a bone and being surprised when it devoured it. It was inevitable that he was going to get to the root of it all, to find a silver lining in a dark and strange situation. "How close are you two?"

Grux sat up from the chair. He hadn't been completely listening. "Hmm?"

"You and Scarlett," his father said with a wide grin. "How close have you become during your travels?"

Grux crinkled his nose at his father. He didn't want to be completely honest with him, because then he could easily use the information against him. But at the same time, he wasn't entirely sure where they stood.

Lust and desire were certainly mounting between their craving bodies, but was there anything more?

Grux shrugged, trying to play off his deepening thought process.

"We are congenial," Grux said. "She is very thankful that I've brought her here instead of back to the Flemlars."

Suddenly, Grux's father clapped his hands together. He stood up from the chair, came over to his son, and then grabbed him by the shoulders.

"That is it then, boy," he said. "I want you to get closer to her. Get cozy. The closer you get, the more likely we are to achieve utter political harmony."

Grux's stomach turned. He wasn't fond of using Scarlett in such a way. If it had been any other woman, he would certainly give it a go. It was for his kingdom, after all.

But he hated the way his father would use his heart for political gain the same way he would ban his own son from their planet for falling in love.

He nodded instinctively. "I will do that, Father."

"That's a good lad!"

His father clapped his son's chest, making a loud slapping sound, and a sting moved through his body.

"You use that classic charm and report back to me!"

His father began laughing uproariously. Clearly, it was an exciting time for him, but Grux wasn't entirely sure about lying to Scarlett about his intentions.

He eventually decided to go to bed, realizing it was getting late. His father encouraged him, asking him to get started on his "mission" immediately.

Grux went up to check on Scarlett, secretly hoping that she was indeed asleep. He wanted her physically, deeply, more than anyone he had ever wanted before, but he really didn't wish to lie to her.

He listened in on the door, hoping to hear some faint breathing. But she was awake. He could hear her humming to herself.

Grux breathed in deeply and then raised a hand to knock lightly on her door. He heard her excitedly leap off the bed and come to him.

He had a flash of the future before she opened up the door. He saw them being in love, as a real unit, two people with one riveting soul. He didn't want to be with someone merely for political associations. He wanted to be in love. When she finally opened up the door, he nearly fainted at the sight before him.