Chapter 6
Commander Trent Qoln
I jumped away from Samantha like I had touched hot metal and been burned. I had to push away from her. It felt like I had been sucked into some drug-induced dream when she kissed me. It made me feel like I had lost control of my mind and my body began to respond. I had felt my cock growing hard, and I knew that I had to get away from her before I took advantage of her. It was not the Grantsion way.
So now I made my way to the military barracks of the village. I had to stay away from her. I did not dare return there this night. She had moaned when she kissed me. She had put her hands around my neck, and that meant that she was going to let me kiss her more. So because of that, I could not return. I would have to wait until the next day after I had cooled off. I did not have a choice.
The next morning I went on patrol. I could not return home just yet. I needed to burn off some of the heat. I jumped in my speeder, feeling ready to get rid of some energy by being reckless. I zoomed to the outlands. I flew the speeder dangerously close to the line between the Waysaw territory and the Grantsion territory. I was looking for a fight. I wanted it. Then in the distance, I got my chance.
“Waysaw patrol coordinates 42 at 26 degrees,” I said into the radio informing my patrol team that I had spotted a patrol from Waysaw. “I am going to go check it out,” I said.
“Negative. That is not a good move. You are miles from us,” my patrol team partner said.
“I won’t make myself known. I am going to land on top of them on the cliffside and look down. I will just be ten minutes. Radio out,” I said cutting off the communication line so that I did not have to hear more opposition.
I flew closer to the patrol and landed on a cliffside above them, out of their range. They were on foot patrolling the area, which I thought was strange. I could see their speeder some distance away from them. They were looking down at the ground. I quietly and carefully walked down the cliffside, trying to get closer. I finally found a crevice on a ledge to hide in. They were walking into an area just underneath me.
“Anything?” one of the soldiers said.
“No, there is no trace of her. It is as if she did not cross these lands at all,” the other said.
“Then how? She had to have been on foot. She did not have access to a speeder or a watercraft,” he said.
“Maybe she swam,” the soldier said.
“That distance? Impossible. She is a human and they are fragile. I doubt that any of them, even the males, could swim that far. I think we just need to pick up her trail somewhere else.”
“I hope that you are right. She is important. If we do not find her then Jenku Vade will have our heads. He said to find her at all costs.”
My blood ran cold. They had to be talking about Samantha, and if they were, then she was connected to Jenku Vade. She was his slave. An enormous amount of rage welled up inside of me. Anyone but that maniac. I would not let him have her. Why did she not tell me that she was his?
I watched as the two guards made their way back to their speeder and drove off. I climbed back up the cliffside to my speeder. “The Waysaw patrol was nothing. I am headed back to Grantsion,” I said into the communications radio.
“Copy that, Qoln.”
I flew my speeder as fast as I could. I landed on the ledge outside my home and went directly inside. I found Samantha sleeping in my bed. I grabbed her arm.
“Wake up, human,” I said.
She was startled as she woke up. “What is it? Have they come for me?” she asked worried.
“Who are you?” I asked in anger.
“I am Samantha, from Earth. I have already told you this,” she said trembling a bit.
“No, this!” I said turning her wrist over to show the barcode tattoo. “Who are you? Who do you belong to in Waysaw?”
She trembled. “Why is that important? I never belonged to him to begin with. He did not have my permission to make me his. I belong to no one. I am my own person,” she said defiantly, pulling her hand from me. She narrowed her eyes at me and got up from the bed. She stomped toward the living areas of the dwelling. I grabbed her arm and stopped her.
“Tell me it isn’t true. Tell me that you are not the slave of Jenku Vade,” I said.
She gasped as her eyes grew wide.
“Tell me!” I said.
“Why? Why does it matter?” she yelled back at me.
“He is a dangerous Waysaw Commander, that is why!” I shouted. I was losing my calm. I was so angry. I could not stand it.
“Fine! Yes, he was the one that took me as his slave. He did awful things to me, and I took my chance to leave the moment I got it. But I do not belong to him. He has no right to my body.”
“Fuck!” I shouted.
“Trent, I don’t see how—” she said.
“Of course you wouldn’t! What do you know? I went out on patrol today, and I ran into some Waysaw soldiers out on patrol looking for you,” I said.
“Oh my god. What happened? Are you hurt?” she said coming up to me and placing her palms on my chest. As soon as she touched me, I felt the heat in my body. I felt my shaft hardening. It was instant with her. I had never experienced this reaction with a female Zenkian before. Why was she able to do this to me?
“No, I am not hurt,” I said quietly. My voice was suddenly thick with desire.
“I could not bear it if you were hurt because of me,” she said looking up at me.
“I could not bear it knowing that monster Jenku had you to himself,” I said.
“It wasn’t by choice,” she said. Her eyes watered a bit.
“Damn it, Samantha. How are you able to do this to me?” I said putting my hands on her small arms.
“I have the same question for you,” she said. “Please don’t send me back to him. I would not survive.”
“Never. He will never let him touch you again,” I said as I pulled her into my arms once more. But this time I was not going to run away. I was going to break every damn Grantsion rule there was. It didn’t matter anymore. There was no more struggle between being honorable to my own race and being with this human. I was choosing her over everything else, even my own life.