Page 14 of Protected By the Alien Commander

Olivia

“—SorryI ever planned this stupid cruise. Why couldn’t I have packed some clothes and shoes that weren’t for clubbing? And where are we? Are we ever going to get rescued? What planet is this? How did we get here? I hope Emma is healed.”

The alien stopped suddenly, but that wasn’t any different than the other times he had stopped to look around. He was probably listening for movement or whatever military people in the field did. Instead of walking again, he started running. I hung on tightly, as much as I could, so I didn’t fly off his back.

“Those gigantic killer lizards better not be chasing us again!”

“I have not seen the reptiles.”

I stilled. What? How could he understand me? How could I understand him?

He continued, “There is a spaceship nearby, because we are in the range of the onboard translator.”

His voice was deep and strong, electrifying my body. It was so smooth, like listening to chocolate. The rumbling from his voice and my body rubbing up and down against his quills tingled my pussy, shooting waves of desire through me.

A question managed to break through my hazy mind: why could we understand each other? He’d said a spaceship was nearby, but my spaceship, the cruise ship, didn’t have an onboard translator. Not even for languages on Earth. So that wasn’t my cruise ship up ahead.

I lowered my head against his back, the muscles rippling against my cheek. I had thought for sure this was the right way to go to the ship. Would I ever find my friends?

“I have never seen your species before. Are you new to the IGS?”

I had no idea what he meant. “Uh, I’m human from Earth, the planet. In the solar system, the one with the sun.” I sounded like an idiot. “We’re not on Earth, are we?”

He frowned; I swear I could feel it. “I do not know of any planet named Earth. The name of your system is solar? I have not heard of that one.”

My stomach dropped. Even though I had determined we probably weren’t on Earth or near it, hearing it confirmed was like slamming a lid on any hope I had. “What system are we in? What planet?”

“We are in the Delta System.”

Well, that cleared everything up. “Is it near Earth? The Milky Way? Jupiter? Mars? The Moon?”

“I do not recognize those names. Are they planets?”

Yeah, I was screwed. Completely screwed. “Yes, planets in the solar system. There are nine, I think. I mean, Pluto used to be a planet, but they decided it was too small to be a planet anymore. But I still think it should be a planet.” Oh, just kill me now. A sexy hot alien, and I get verbal diarrhea about Pluto!

“How did you arrive on this planet? Did you crash?”

Here’s hoping I could talk without waxing euphoric about Pluto again. “Yeah, but it was weird. We left the Space Elevator attached to Earth to go to the Moon on a three-day booze cruise, but then some weird green gas cloud thing was outside the ship’s window, and we crashed here.”

I couldn’t believe I was riding around on his back and hadn’t even asked anything about him. What happened to my brain? “So, you’re from around here?”

That was it, I was never leaving the house again. This was too embarrassing.

I felt his laughter and buried my head against his back.

“I am a Commander in the IGS military, a deep-space fighter pilot. My name is Doshax Drerzix. I am originally from the Gemini System, the planet Sunda.”

Well, those are all words I’d never heard before. At least he was military. That had to mean he knew how to survive out here. “I’m Olivia Brown, a graphic designer on Earth. My friends and I bought tickets to the Moon. I hope we can get back to our system.”

“You have three others on the ship?”

“Yes. Well, four of us who are still alive,” I answered. “The pilot wasn’t responding to our knocks or yelling. The front of the ship hit the ground, and the cockpit is blocked from inside.”

I licked my lips; they were so dry. It was like the moisture got sucked right out of you here. “Do you know where the cities and people are? I’m surprised no one noticed we crashed.”

He ran several steps before he answered. “I am not sure what planet this is; it suddenly appeared as if it had been cloaked. Delta System is heavily populated, and a planet like this has not been mentioned before.”

I waited, but he didn’t continue, even though I had a feeling there was more he had to say on the subject. “Do planets get cloaked often? I mean, that’s a pretty big object to cloak. We don’t even have cloaking technology. And you mentioned this is a populated system? So someone should be here to rescue us soon, right?”

I leaned my head to the side to avoid getting poked in the eye by his quills.

“I have not heard of a cloaked planet before. I am expecting a rescue. The IGS ships have a beacon on them. Our dreadnaught should have been alerted when my squadron crashed.”

Oh, he was in charge of a squadron. That was a big deal. How big was a squadron? Never mind. “Why haven’t we seen anyone else yet?” He had avoided the question, but I really wanted to know the answer. Give it to me straight, I wanted to know what was going on. “There don’t seem to be any signs of civilization. You know, houses, people, cars, spaceships.”

His pause was so long I didn’t think he was going to answer.

“I heard of a planet like this as a youngling. Stories told to scare children about an abandoned planet in Delta System.”

Okay, he could have totally kept that info to himself.

I shivered and looked around but didn’t see any monsters springing up from behind rocks. I quit trying to talk because I didn’t need to hear any other scary things, and because my mouth got dry every time I spoke. Plus he was running faster which had an interesting side effect. His quills were rubbing against me, faster and faster. And they were rubbing me right where it counted.