Chapter Twenty-Seven: First Contact.
The kiss was extremely intense. The kiss deepened extremely with Alia's hands roamed each and every wonderful inch of the body of her alien visitor. She shivered underneath Alia's touch. Her hands combed her body.
The two of them broke the kiss for a moment, and the visitor was about ready to open her mouth. Alia attacked her with another fierce kiss. Her desire increased with each passing moment. Pleasure would be hers and hers alone.
The visitor didn't dare do anything, but kiss back. The pheromones in the air gripped her and caused the woman to attack her mouth in an extremely glorious fashion. Their tongues batted together.
The residual magic in the air from the failed ritual prompted Alia to attack this visitor. The fact this woman was essentially sex on two legs increased her desire. Her hands kept pinching and prodding at every single inch of this woman's skin.
Kara watched. She thought that she should say something. The only problem was that she found that her throat didn't quite work.
All she could do was watch the spectacle with glee. Kara ran her hand down her body. Her fingers brushed over her hard nipples. Seconds later, her hands traveled over her nipples. They hardened underneath her touch and it felt glorious.
Alia kissed her visitor harder. Her tongue pushed into the woman's mouth and sought entry. The woman opened her mouth further and took Alia's greedy tongue deeper into her mouth. She would have her pleasure.
The woman sighed when Alia nibbled on her lips. She thought that she was forgetting something important.
Oh well, if it was truly important it would come to her. This amazing brunette sure knew how to welcome her to Earth. Attentions started to get shifted from her lips. Alia kissed further down and suckled the side of her neck.
"More!" she moaned.
Alia obliged her. The Warrior Princess thought that things were about to get hot. In fact, things were going to get so hot that it hurt.
The Warrior Princess and this Alien Princess were about to clash and things were going to get really hot indeed. Thankfully, Alia managed to put up some charms to block out what was happening.
She didn't have any shame in her body or herself. That being said, it was best not to draw unnecessary attention to herself until she was finished.
The visitor rested in the crater. Her mind was completely blown and a soreness appeared in a few parts of her body. Not that she cared. For it had been a most satisfying encounter.
Kara adjusted her skirt. Alia offered her a hand and pulled her up.
"That was hot," Kara said. She took a moment to look around and added, "And I mean that a bit literally, you know."
She looked down at the visitor. With a smile, she decided to offer the girl a hand and lift her from the smoking crater.
The woman exited the crater, and she looked a bit dazed and a tad bit confused.
"My name is Princess Koriand'r!" she happily cried. Seconds later she paused and an extremely sheepish look went over her face.
Kara looked at her and tried not to bust a gut laughing. It was extremely hard to keep calm under these circumstances. Alia's look didn't help matters any, in fact it made her want to break out into laughter much harder.
"Kara!" Alia warned her.
Kara shook her head and shrugged.
"Sorry," she muttered.
The alien princess looked extremely sheepish and she took a moment to reconcile her thoughts before she spoke again.
"I guess I should have told you that before we started to make with the wild and passionate sex in the middle of one of your cities," Kori said. "I hope I didn't offend you."
Alia raised one of her eyebrows.
"Don't worry, you didn't offend us," Alia said. She reached forward and patted the girl on the head.
Kori looked in a bit better spirits. It was hard sometimes to keep track of the various cultures in the universe. Earth was one of the more diverse planets in the galaxy. They didn't have one global government unlike most planets. There were several governments that had each of their own national cultures. That was really odd compared to many planets Kori had been to.
It was oddly refreshing, Kori admitted.
"How did you come to be on Earth?" Kara asked.
"Oh, it was horrible!" Kori exclaimed. The look on her face showed that she had been through some kind of awful ordeal. "I was on a prison ship for five years and I just got away."
"You didn't belong there, did you?" Kara asked.
Sure that ass was so great that it was criminal, but there was no reason for her to be locked up.
"No, I didn't," Kori confirmed. She gave a heaving sigh which caused her naked breasts to jiggle. "It was…..well it was the fault of my sister. She framed me for a crime that I didn't commit."
Alia couldn't believe such a thing.
"I'm not sure how to get back home from here," Kori said.
"Don't worry, we'll figure out something," Alia said. She looked over her shoulder nervously and added, almost as an afterthought, "But I think that we better go."
Kara could see her girlfriend's point. The charms she put up to block the view of the sex would not last forever.
The moment the three girls disappeared, another rather attractive woman showed up. Her blonde hair came down past her shoulders. A tight black suit fit around her body and showed that she had an amazing body as well. Her breasts looked extremely round, her body was extremely fit, and her ass could stop traffic.
"Agent Danvers," the voice in her ear said.
"Yes, Agent Brand, what is it?" Carol Danvers asked.
"There are three hostiles, coming your way," Abigail Brand responded. "If I had to guess, they were going to follow that prison ship that landed."
"Agreed," Carol said. "I'm going to see if I can find out more about our visitor. See if she's a hostile or if she's friendly."
Carol had a pretty good idea where she could find those answers. Seconds before she left, she could have sworn that she saw three naked girls leave. It was a fleeing moment. She saw them though and one of them had extremely vivid green eyes.
The main prison ship looked to be a smoking crater. The crew on the ship was looking it over. It looked like there was hole that was sliced through it.
The warden on the ship didn't look too happy.
"Alright, you mutts, listen up!" he barked. "I need you to find out exactly what happened. If this was any of your faults….he'll have our head."
"Have your head for what?"
The warden was a hard-nosed man who didn't fear much. There was one thing that he did fear a lot though and that was the man who had just shown up as a holographic projection. The warden placed his hand on the top of his head and gave a weak salute.
"Emperor D'Ken, I didn't expect…"
"Well, it's obvious that you didn't expect," the Emperor of the Shi'ar said.
His cruelty was known throughout several galaxies over. D'Ken had been banished from the throne once before. His sister, Lilandra, had been put on the throne. Sadly, the Shi'ar still had problems and she was overwhelmed.
That allowed D'Ken and his allies to seize control back and lock the rightful Empress up. He didn't kill her for some reason. No one dared ask what the madman's reason was. A madman like that had no good reason for what he did, he just did.
"We had an accident, the ship got compromised," the warden told him. He suspected the truth was the best here.
"Your ship was compromised?" D'Ken asked.
The warden swallowed a growing lump in his throat and nodded. D'Ken narrowed his eyes when he looked down at the warden with an absolute amount of contempt.
"Is my sister secure?"
The warden turned to one of his guards who reported.
"Princess Lilandra is still in her cell," the guard said.
"Excellent," D'Ken said. He thought for a moment that the incompetence of the crew had allowed his sister to escape.
Despite his attempts to crush all rebellion, his sister still had her allies. If they had any hint of her return, then they would try and fight him. D'Ken could ill-afford that.
"The ship will be repaired," the warden said. "And we will get to the bottom of this."
"You best do so," D'Ken said.
The Emperor would find out who attacked his ship and he would crush them underneath his foot. They would pay. All would pay when they fought him. No one would dare oppose him. Soon he would have powerful allies and soon the Phoenix Force would be underneath his thumb.
"I have a list of all of the prisoners that should be secure," the guard said.
The warden snagged the list from him. They had rushed to check on the Princess to ensure she was still in place. The most high profile prisoner on this ship and she was also the one that D'Ken would have their heads for if she vanished.
"Is everything secure?" the warden asked.
"All of them are secure, but one," the guard said. He flinched when he backed off.
"One prisoner, we can handle that," the warden said.
"Scouter ships have already been out to find the rogue prison pod," the guard said.
"And what prisoner is it?" D'Ken asked. "I can tell by your voice and your tone, that you don't want to say, but I order you as your Emperor and the future ruler of all worlds to tell me! TELL ME!"
D'Ken's tone was one that would terrify the most hardened of men straight to the bone. The guards all winced in absolute terror.
"It's…the Tamarian," one of them managed. He had to nearly choke those words out.
D'Ken was not too happy about this development to put things mildly. He had big plans for the Tamarian and he eventually would invade her people and take all of the women as slaves. They were hedonists to the highest degree, but D'Ken wished to break them and make him toys to use as his own amusement.
"Find her!" D'Ken howled.
He sounded absolutely enraged to the point where it was scary. He looked like he was going to turn blue in the face and start ranting and raving.
D'Ken grabbed the side of his throne and breathed in and out.
The warden was glad that he was on the other side of a holographic projection. D'Ken looked fit to strangle someone from their failures. He felt sorry for the first person who would enter his throne room next. They were cruising for one.
The good news was that the slave ship repairs were nearly finished. The prisoners on the ships were there because some extremely powerful people greased the wheels. Or in the case of the Tamarian Princess, she had been in the wrong place at the wrong time.
The warden didn't care about innocence. He cared about the money that locking up these people would bring.
"They're tracked to Earth, sir," his navigator said.
"Yes, a primitive planet in an insignificant star system," D'Ken said. "I suspect you to find her and bring her back. I will punish her for her attempts to escape myself."
The warden, not for the first time mind you, was glad that he wasn't one of the prisoners.
Diana returned from her lunch with Doctor Sandsmark. She nearly ran into Fleur.
"Sorry about that, Diana," Fleur said. She looked over the Amazon Princess and she looked as delicious as usual.
"It's fine, Fleur, you're distracted," Diana said.
"Just my sister asking me a million questions about the process," Fleur said. "She doesn't realize that it's going to be ages before she reaches that point."
"Ah, little sisters, they can be impatient, Diana said. She nodded in sympathy. It took her a moment for her brain to reboot and remind herself why she was here. "You haven't see Alia, have you?"
"No, I haven't seen her all day," Fleur said. "I was hoping to eat her for lunch….I hope my English is up for par."
Diana smiled. It was up to par depending on whether or not she wanted that statement to have a load of innuendo in it or not. She smiled and shook her head. Amusement twinkled in her eyes.
Then that amusement faded when she realized that Alia and Kara had been meeting with Circe. Diana tried not to let the paranoia get to her. Her imagination began to run wild with different theories and different scenarios. She feared that something really bad might have happened to her sister and her girlfriend.
Diana let out the breath that she was holding when the door cracked open. She watched when Alia and Kara arrived. Both of them had smiles on their face.
Fleur and Diana both were blown away by the vision of beauty that entered the room with them. Diana's mouth hung open in surprise and she tried to figure out a way to make words come out, but her tongue was tied.
"This is Princess Koriand'r," Kara informed them.
She could have laughed. Two women who were beautiful in their own right being spell bound. Then again, how many times did you see a six foot four bronze skinned beauty with a body made for sin enter the room.
"It's a pleasure to meet you," Diana said. She reached forward and shook the hands of her.
"You must be Diana, the older sister of Princess Alia," Kori said. She bounced up and down in excitement.
Fleur smiled. She was certainly exciting. Fleur's eyes followed her body when it bounced up and down. She could feel a slight amount of drool fall from her mouth. Fleur lifted her hand up and slowly wiped it away.
"So, you're not from around here, are you?" Fleur asked.
"No, I'm not….there was a rip in the universe and I managed to escape the ship that I was on through an escape pod," Kori said. She shuddered. Alia placed her arm around her.
Kara and Alia both could tell that this ordeal was one that she didn't want to talk about.
"We better find you something to wear," Kara said.
"Why would I need to be covered?" Kori asked.
Kara and Alia looked like they were having a silent conversation. They could, obviously, but they weren't at this particular point in time.
"Humans, they tend to get weirded out by human nudity," Alia said. "It is one of their more frustrating culture flaws, but regardless, nudity is a taboo for some reason."
"Although, it's a blessing for some people," Kara said. She shuddered.
Clothes were a shame if a person was in good shape. There were many people who weren't in good shape and thought that they were still God's gift to everything. It made Kara want to shudder.
"Well, I guess that I'm going to have to accept your culture while I'm here," Kori said. She beamed at both of them. "Thank you for letting me know, so I didn't offend anyone."
Alia was going to say that most people didn't have spontaneous sex as well, but that sounded a bit too much like complaining.
"I think I have some clothes that might fit you," Diana said.
"Oh, that is wonderful," Kori said.
Kori and Diana left the room. No sooner did she leave, Rose entered the room, and she looked fairly distracted.
"Hey, Rose, what's up?" Alia asked her.
"I just got the strangest phone call," Rose said.
Fleur thought that she should do a better job in defying strange. What was strange anymore? What was even normal?
"You wouldn't happen to know anything about an alien ship," Rose said.
"Well, you missed the alien princess just a few seconds ago," Alia said.
Alia spent a few moments to get Rose caught up to speed on what happened. To her credit, Rose listened to every word that was said. Rose nodded when she finished.
"What's wrong?" Alia asked her aunt.
"There's nothing wrong," Rose informed her. "It's just that someone who works with SWORD, wants to speak with you."
"Oh, they do?" Alia asked.
"I wouldn't worry too much about SWORD or SHIELD, we have our hooks in several top ranking members," Rose said.
'And soon, you will have your tongue and your fingers and other things in those same top ranking members,' Kara interjected. She sounded extremely amused.
Alia reached behind her and pinched her ass, which caused her to gasp.
'Behave,' Alia warned her.
"So, what do we need to do to set up this meeting and set the record straight?" Alia asked. "Because, I claimed this alien princess as one of my collective."
"I daresay you did based on the property damage downtown," Rose said. "And a meeting is already in the works, I just need your consent with it."
Kori returned and she was clothed, but no less hot. She dressed in a tight black skirt and an even tighter black skirt.
She didn't mean to complain, but she wondered how humans wore underwear? It felt so weird, pressing against her intimate bits so closely. It actually was oddly arousing to remember that Diana wore those panties that she was wearing at one point.
Diana assured her that they were clean, but that didn't make things any less arousing.
Carol was surprised that they got a meeting so soon. She turned to a woman with shocking green hair and a fairly fit body in a SWORD issued uniform.
"The Society would be on top of this," Abigail Brand commented.
Carol struggled to have the self-control not to say anything. It appeared that Alia was on top of the princess in another sense.
Speaking of which, Rose and Alia arrived. They were followed by Alia's girlfriend, Kara, and sure enough, the visitor was in the flesh.
"You must be Alia Evans," Abigail said.
"You must be Abigail Brand, the Director of SWORD," Alia said. She shook the woman's hand. "This is Princess Koriand'r of Tamaran."
"It's a pleasure to meet you!" Kori exclaimed in a bubbly tone of voice.
"The pleasure is all mine," Abigail said.
"Sorry, I must have just missed you when I arrived on the scene," Carol said.
"Oh, don't worry, Princess Alia and Kara managed to take care of my needs really well," Kori said. "I had been locked in that cell for a very long time."
"I'm Carol Danvers," she added as an afterthought. "So, you're Alia Evans….."
"Yes, and you thought that I'd be younger," Alia said.
Carol blinked at these casual words.
"How did you know that I would say that?" she asked.
"I get that a lot," Alia said to her. She smiled. "Trust me….after all of the time that I spent on that island, I'm eighteen."
"So, she's perfectly legal and you can check out her ass," Kara said.
That caused Carol to sputter for a second, but she shook her head.
Abigail cleared her throat.
"It appears that the prison ship that you are on has sent hostiles our way," Abigail said. "In fact, we have proof that there are hostiles coming our way."
"Can SWORD stop them?" Rose asked.
"We might be able to stall them, but we don't have the firepower to stop them completely," Abigail said.
Rose looked at Alia.
"The satellites we're working on with STARR Industries might be able to repel them, but they're not in the air yet, and won't be for six months," Rose said.
"Yes, unfortunately, we don't have six months," Abigail said. She didn't mean to sound so short, but she was under a lot of pressure.
"What if I have another option?" Alia asked.
"Then, I'm all ears," Abigail said.
Alia lifted her hand up and walked off. She pulled out her cell phone and dialed up a number. She waited for it to ring through.
"Hello?" Thea asked.
"Thea, it's Alia, I really need for you to do me a big favor," Alia said. "It's kind of illegal, but the fate of the world hinges on it."
"How illegal are we talking about?" Thea asked.
"Very, illegal," Alia confirmed.
"What is it you're talking about?" Thea asked her.
"Could you get me access to the Queen Industries satellites?" Alia asked. "I need them to stop a alien invasion."
There was a long sigh of response over the phone.
"I can do it," Thea confirmed. "You never really have anything resembling a normal day, do you? Between vengeful gods and alien invasions…with all this shit happening, my training can't start soon enough…..I just got to steal my mother's computer, the access codes are on it….that shouldn't be too hard."
"Thank you, Thea, I owe you," Alia said.
"Yeah, you do," Thea agreed.
A few moments pass and Alia waited for that to happen.
"And we now have access," Alia said.
Carol and Abigail knew that Queen Industries had some extremely sophisticated satellites, but this did blow away everything that they knew.
"So, how long do we have?" Rose asked.
"Six hours, give or take," Abigail confirmed.
It was time for them to works some magic.
To Be Continued.
