Aevar: Trekkers (A SciFi Alien Human Military Romance) (4 page)

I
vy slammed
her cards down on the bench again. “Winner! Time for those pants to go.” She winked at Aevar who had lost both of his shoes, his socks, his jacket and shirt, and now his pants. Ivy had only given up her bandana. Aevar was losing, and badly.

“Swuya!” he swore looking annoyed. “You know maybe you could match me, it would certainly make me feel a little better.”

“And why should I do that? You’re the one who made the rules.”

He leaned in closer. “Because together, we could play other games.”

Ivy shuddered. Her heart was pulsing at an unrecognizable rate. Her eyes settle on one of his etchings, a mark right on his chest.

“What does this one mean?” Ivy asked, reaching out to touch one of Aevar’s etchings. Bad idea, because as soon as she touched his skin, she didn’t want to pull her hand away. She ran her fingers over each line, slowly caressing his skin.

“It means power of the mind,” he said grabbing her fingers with his own. He pulled up her fingers to his lips and sucked on each one. His tongue swirled over her flesh and her pussy ached in response. Then his lips found hers and he pushed away the cards.

She pulled back. “The game!” she complained.

“Is over,” he countered.

As his hand reached into her hair, she found she couldn’t deny him. His half naked body in front of her made it difficult to think. Their lips mashed together more feverishly. Suddenly she felt her own shirt being tugged off.

“You’re a sore loser,” she mumbled against his lips.

“But this way, we both win.”

Wasn’t that the truth. He removed her shirt and she wrapped her legs around him, sitting on his lap. He was bigger than her and as she reached around his neck she could just barely clasp her hands.
Swuya
, he was remarkable without clothes on. He began to grind her body against his as their kisses continued. He released her lips and began kissing down her face and neck.

“You’re so beautiful,” he said in a whisper.

She continued to grind against him, her pussy aching for more attention as he removed her bra and began using his hands to massage her breasts. He continued his kisses further down until he playfully bit one of her nipples. She moaned in response.

She laid back against his knees and the bench with her legs still wrapped around his hips. His tongue flicked against her skin and his hands went to remove her blaster belt and pants. Somehow within moments she was more naked than he was.

“Hey, no fair!”

“Why?”

“I won! You’re supposed to get naked first,” she laughed as he descended upon her once more. He stood, removing his pants and unleashed a huge cock springing to attention.

“Happy?”

She raised an eyebrow at his member. “I’m about to be.”

Aevar picked her up swiftly and her naked body wrapped around his. He was so warm, it felt like he was burning her, but she didn’t want the pain to stop. Slowly he pushed his cock into her allowing it to fill her completely. She had never been with someone so large before.

“Ohhh,” she groaned, unable to control herself. “Harder.”

He teased her again, moving so slowly she thought she might scream. The smell of her sex filled the small cavern and Aevar licked his lips.

He pushed himself into her again, and then again. Picking up his speed. She cried out for more, needing him deeper inside of her, to hit her g-spot and push her over the edge. Her back pounded against the side of the pod, the cold metal felt like heaven against her hot skin.

“More!” she commanded.

“I’ll give you more,” he said pounding into her.

She couldn’t breathe, their skin was so hot together. She thought she might burst into flame. She was so close to the edge and with a few final thrusts, she felt the waves of pleasure crash over her. Her skin buzzed with ecstasy as her orgasm rocketed through her veins. She could also feel the heat of his seed flowing into her. His cock pulsing inside of her.

Slowly she came down from her high and climbed down his statue like body.

“Better than cards?”

She laughed at him. “Way better.”

“
I
t looks
like the storm has passed,” Aevar said as he checked the monitors.

“So I guess it's time to do this, then?”

Aevar nodded. “I guess so.”

He had to manually open the back hatch, and he walked out first with his blaster up just in case anyone had noticed their arrival. But things were just as they expected—no one had seen them crash because of the storm. Most of the colonists of Goya were most likely protecting themselves within their own homes and businesses. Besides, they were a solid hour’s walk from the town itself.

“The colony is this way,” Aevar said as he pointed off to the West. Everything was covered in a thick layer of sandy dust from the storm. Trees were blown down around them. They were lucky that their pod hadn’t been damaged more than it was from his terrible landing.

Ivy hopped down out of the pod and surveyed the damage for herself. “We're going to have to be airlifted out of here, aren't we? I don't think that this pod is going to be moving anytime soon.”

Aevar walked around the exterior of the pod and noticed a giant gaping hole where the fuel lines once were.

“No. If we're lucky, somebody might give us some galactic coin for scrap, but unless the Titan wants to retrieve it, we're screwed.”

“Great.” Ivy sighed. “Well, I guess we should start walking then, especially before another storm kicks up.”

Aevar led the way with his blaster up but Ivy thought that it was overkill. No one was going to stop them. If anything, he looked more dangerous and conspicuous then he should have.

“You know, you can put that thing away,” she said after they had been walking for a while. “You don't want the colony members to see you as some type of threat when we arrive. We’ll be fine. Why can't you just believe that?”

Aevar stopped abruptly and turned and looked back at her. “Let's see, why should I believe that? Oh I know, because the whole reason that we’re on this mission is because your entire colony of people was abducted by some monster that we know actually nothing about. There's also the small fact that I'm falling head over heels for you and I have a desperate need to keep you safe. Can't you see that?”

Ivy was just inches away from his face. His chest heaved up and down as anger flowed through his body. So she did the only thing she thought she could: she reached up and put her hands around his cheeks and pulled him in for a tight kiss. Visions of their time on the pod swirled around in her mind. She couldn’t wait to repeat that encounter.

“I know you're only doing this for me,” she mumbled against his skin. “But I need you to trust me too. I know what I'm doing.”

He sighed heavily. “I never said that you didn't. It's just that when I’m with you... I feel crazy inside. Like everything is jumbled and I can't think straight. And if there's one thing that I'm good at, it’s thinking straight.”

“So I made you bad at the one thing you think you're good at?” She smiled at him, willing him to relax.

He shrugged. “Something like that.”

“Well I think you're good at a lot of things,” she said, her fingers grazing his cheek. He was so much taller than her that she had to stand up on her toes just to reach.

“Is that an invitation?”

She shook her head. “It will be when we get back on the Titan. But for now, we need to start moving. And you need to put that blaster way.”

He rolled his eyes at her but did as she suggested and tucked it in the back of his pants. They walked side by side the rest of the way through the wilderness toward the colony. Finally, they reached the city limits. A large metal gate made of scrap stood in front of them. Sure, they could go in the back unnoticed. But that wasn’t the plan. They needed to be seen to talk to people. At the gate, they were met by two unruly looking guards.

“Here on business or pleasure?” one of them asked her as he eyed her up and down, licking his lips.

“Business. My associate and I have some supplies back at our ship that we’d like to sell. Looking for buyers.”

“That's a shame, because Ralph and I could have shown you a good time.”

She felt Aevar straighten up behind her. He placed his hand on the small of her back, but she waved him off discreetly. It wasn’t that she didn’t want him to touch her, because
swuya
, did she ever, but now was not the time. They had to play their part to get in.

“Oh well,” she said to them, “maybe another time.”

“Do you have papers?” the other guard said this time, directing his question at Aevar.

But Ivy intervened. “Really? Papers? Who are you, the Alliance guard?” They all laughed together, Aevar a beat behind them. She hoped that the guards didn't notice.

“Go ahead, lady, and take your mute friend with you.” Aevar pulled the bandana just slightly higher on his face and nodded to both of them as they walked past. Ivy made a beeline directly toward a bar that she was familiar with. She remembered her father stopping in there from time to time to find out about new business. If there was any gossip about this beast of a species, the people in there would know.

“Let's sit at the table in the corner.” She pointed. It was darker in the corner, away from all the windows and interested eyes. She ordered drinks and then walked over to join Aevar, who had already sat down.

He smirked at her as she set the drinks down on the table. “This is something new. I've never had a lady buy me a drink before.”

“Well, I guess there's a first time for everything.”

“So do you know any of these characters?” He took a swig while scanning the bar.

“No, but I know someone who frequently stops here. If we wait, she might stop by and then we'll have someone to talk to.” Ivy scanned the crowd of Pirates and traders one last time, but she didn't see any familiar faces.

“So who is it that you're looking for? Who do you know? But wait… if they know you, they won’t buy our story.”

“An older woman. She used to trade with my father sometimes. And she travels all over the galaxy playing cards and placing bets. She taught me how to play cards. And she knows everything about everyone. Nothing escapes her. And don’t worry about her knowing me. It’s all part of my plan.”

“Your plan?” he asked, his voice rising. “What about the commander’s plan?”

Ivy watched intently as the bartender nodded to a waitress who looked in their direction. She hoped that her informant would be there shortly; some of the other attendees were starting to look their way.

“Keep your head down. Don't make eye contact with anyone. And just trust me.”

“You know that you’re telling me to do everything that I absolutely hate, right? I'm a Trekker, Ivy, I get the job done.”

“I know how you do things, Aevar, trust me, I do, but now isn't the time. We just have to remain calm and cool until she arrives.” And just like that, Ivy's luck changed. The older woman entered the bar, and as she began to walk toward the bartender, Ivy waved at her. The woman shuffled her way toward them and sat down at the table, her tail resting on the floor behind her.

“Ivy? What are you doing here without your father?” she asked in a rushed whisper.

“He's away on business. I was wondering if you could help us. We have a couple questions.”

“Not with your father, but with an Alliance fighter… You and I both know he's not away on business, Ivy. Now what's really going on here?”

“How did you know?” Aevar questioned while studying her weathered face closely.

“Son, you smell like you’ve been aboard an Alliance ship. And the nose knows,” she said, tapping her nose with her pointer finger.

Aevar raised an eyebrow but didn't put up any more protest.

“If you came all the way here, something else is going on. Now Ivy, tell me, where is your father?”

Ivy shook her head, “I don't know, Maeve. I wish I could tell you that I did, but I don't. He's either dead from the plague or he's been abducted.” She rushed out the words as fast as she could. She was afraid if she didn't, she would break down in the middle of the bar.

“Abducted? By who?”

Ivy chewed on her bottom lip, but Aevar spoke up. “We believe some type of Pirate.” He slid a piece of paper across the table. “Do you recognize this emblem?”

Maeve pulled glasses out of a bag that was slung over her shoulder and held them on the bridge of her nose. Grey wisps fell around her face, only showing more of her age. “Yes, I have seen that. A ship came in a couple weeks ago, and it had that emblem on it. Men had it branded onto their forearms and shoulders, I've never seen anything like it. You think these men took your father?” she said, turning toward Ivy once again.

“I think maybe. What else do you know about them?”

Maeve pushed the paper back across the table. “Nasty bunch. Didn't really want to trade well, made a lot of people around here angry.”

“Do you know where they went? Where their ship was headed next?”

She shook her head slowly. “I'm afraid that I don't. But I could probably find out,” she said, sounding a little hopeful.

“Are you going to be here a little while? Give me some time to talk to people?”

“Yes,” Ivy said, confident that if anyone could find out any information, it was her.

“How long do you need?”

“Probably not very long. I know a couple of the men who are in this bar right now are some of the ones who traded with them. Just give me a moment.”

She shuffled away from the table and Aevar looked at Ivy pointedly. “You just laid it all out there for her? That was your big plan? What about us being undercover?”

“I trust Maeve with my life. That old lady knows more about this entire galaxy than any of your intelligence could figure out. You just wait, she’ll lead us in the right direction.”

Moments later, Maeve arrived back at the table flanked by two large men. One was a Killin, with two humanlike arms, but fingers like tentacles coming out of them. He also had a wide nose that was flat against his face with only slits. The other man was human, but larger than most; there was a chance that he was a hybrid.

“These men traded with those animals. They'll tell you anything you want to know.”

Both of the men pulled up a chair and sat down at the table. Ivy knew it was making Aevar nervous to be sitting with two Pirates, so she rubbed his leg to keep him calm.

“They were bastards, really. Stole an entire supply ship from me. That was not what was offered.”

The other man grunted in agreement. “Same here. I had some black market medical supplies, not that the Alliance would be interested in that, correct?”

Ivy looked at Aevar, willing him to say no.

“No, of course not, go on.”

“But when I made them the offer, they acted like they didn't need any medical supplies. I mean, who doesn't need medical supplies? Anyone with a decent size ship needs to take care of their people. But they weren't interested. Instead wanted some mechanical items…”

Aevar interjected. “For what? Repairing a ship?”

The man scratched his bald head. “Nah, more like putting together a space station? Or maybe refurbishing an old one? It didn't make a lot of sense to me.”

A space station. So they weren't hiding on one of the outer rim planets, they created their own place amongst the stars. Hiding in plain sight, it was smart.

“I know why they didn't need any medical supplies,” Ivy said to the man. “It's because they don't want to be fixed.”

The man nodded. “So then you've seen their faces? Those guys don't look like anything I'd ever seen before.”

The man with the tentacles for fingers also nodded. “Only one of those men looked familiar, and he looked like some type of human hybrid. Large, but with a pale bluish tint to his skin.”

“So then he wasn’t effected by the plague,” Ivy offered. “Or he was vaccinated. But I find it interesting that they have someone to put in front of people, so they know how disgusting they look.”

“You know what else I thought was funny? They didn't request any food. It was like they didn't need it. Never seen anything like that before.”

“Maybe they're feeding on something else.” Ivy had a feeling that she was right, something much more sinister was afoot. Why else did they need humans?

And then she realized why.

“They're feeding on us,” she said, barely above a whisper.

Aevar’s mouth dropped open. “What?”

“They're feeding on us,” she said, this time more confidently. “I can't believe I didn't realize it before. The Chancellor said something about eating the souls of the people. It’s an old fable that we were told by the elders as children. I thought it was all a ruse. But it’s not. They're sucking the life out of people in order to feed themselves.”

Even the large man with the bald head looked disgusted.

“Are you sure about that, girl? I've met some dark characters, but nothing like that.”

She sat up straight. “Yes, I’m sure. And now we need to go stop them.” She paused. “We need to see any navigational maps that your guards up at the front gate have. And anything that would have seen them come in and out in the past several weeks. We need to know where these men went. It’s the only way to figure out how to stop them.”

Both of the men nodded to one another and Maeve waved them off with a flick of her hand. It amazed Ivy that this woman who was barely four feet had such control over these large men.

“Go get whatever they request, and if those dummies at the front gate question you, tell them I’ll deal with them later.”

After the men departed, she turned to Aevar and Ivy. “Are you two ready for what is to come next?”

Aevar stood. “I'm always ready.”

She smiled at him. “A Trekker to the very end. You chose your mate well, Ivy. If your father ever gets the chance to meet this man, he’ll be very proud of you.”

Ivy looked up at Aevar, who was standing like a statue. Everyone in the bar was staring, but she didn't care. Let them know who she was with, they'd be dumb to try to take them. With a fire in her belly and a blaster in his hand, they were unstoppable.