ROMANCE: The Alien Tyrant's Prey - The Frozen Planet: Science Fiction Romance - A Sci-fi Alien Invasion Romance Dinosaurs Thriller HEA Story Book (Bonita and Zaak's Sci Fi Romance Adventure 2) (3 page)

The moment he counts
two
, he reaches down to fetch his handgun.  This is from his many years of military training.  It’s like breathing, so automatic, so natural. 

Fuck!

His heart sinks the moment his fingers touch the belt. 
No holster!

Damnit! 

As a top rank officer from an honorable family, he seldom swears.  But now, dirty words are flying out like bats from a dark cave. 

He has left his handgun behind to prove that Le Jura is absolutely safe.

Now what?  All that’s left on him are his fists and teeth.  
Shit, shit, SHIT!

But he’s going to fight with whatever he can get his hands on.  He steps aside, and pulls the closet handle, muscles at the ready.  He is one hundred percent ready to kick his iron hard leg into the enemy body and then land his huge fist on the dirty neck a couple times.

“Zaak, you’re funny.  Is this the Caludirian way to open a closet?” Bonita’s giggle is so cute, Zaak is instantly relaxed.  “Oh, gosh, this is funny.” She loves everything Zaak does for her.   This miniature military demonstration impressed her as well.

“Um… sure.”  Zaak blushes all over.   He grabs his bathrobe from the closet.  “See, a soldier in our army is prepared every moment.”

“Twenty-four-seven, huh?” Bonita agrees right way.

“Twenty for… what?”
Special price?
Zaak is so puzzled.

“Forget it.  It’s an Earth thing.”  Bonita waves her hand gracefully.   She swings her body upright, sitting straight up. “Hey, Zaak, I get a g-r-e-a-t idea.”

“What g-r-e-a-t idea?” Zaak’s smile is now real.  Without the enemy threat in this room, he finally feels relaxed.

“Let’s take a shower together.  It’s f-u-n.”  Her smile turns lustful.

“That’s a
brilliant
idea.”  Zaak’s hands move lightening fast, his clothes flying off his body.   “Let’s go.”  He throws her bodily over his shoulder and rushes into the huge bathroom.

“It’s my turn, Hoppii.”

“Too bad, Mahingkovski, I’m here first.”

The two Canivuurorian Troopers have a hard time to keep their voice low.   They have managed to sneak into the boiler room next door, quietly drilling a tiny hole through the ice wall.  Unfortunately, the only thing they could see is the back of the huge closet. 

“What’s up?” Lar DeVito, the tribe chief, stares at them.  He knows that they have heard something exciting.  But their dirty smiles tell him that it’s
not
related to the retaliation plan at all.

He has been put into hibernation for too long.  He wants revenge: ruthless, fast, and complete.

The initial plan was to kill the General and turn his bride into a slave.  Then he figured
why not take the bride as my wife?
   His other wives might not be happy with the idea.  But there was always another cave to hide the lovely woman, right? 

His guys had a different idea, though.  They wanted to keep the General and the bride for ransom.   One half of the General’s family wealth seems to be a fair price.   But when they saw Bonita in the restaurant, all they wanted was to fuck her.

They watched her from the kitchen because they managed to get a job as dishwashers.  But their reflections on the ice walls had set off Bonita’s warning bells.

Now they wanted more information to makes sure their attack is deadly.

“Oh, fuck!” Hoppii’s voice turns strained.  A huge bulge is growing on his crotch.

“What did you hear?” Mahingkovski is so eager to know.

“Shhh…” Hoppii pushes his ear tight on the tiny hole.  His mouth begins to drool…

“Oh, Zaak, um, oh…” Bonita tosses her head all the way back, moaning in the shower.  Hot water is rushing down her body, heavy steam rising from her upper body.  

But her lower body feels much hotter.  Zaak is ramming his huge cock into her, sending unbelievable sensations to her hungry pussy.

She spreads her legs more and holds that thick cock tight.   She wants it to be deep in her body, all the way up to that eighteen and a half inch cock can go.

They shudder in mutual climax, the hot water washing away evidence of their love.

Zaak gives her a huge kiss.   “Let’s go to bed.”

“Let’s.”  She murmurs.

Zaak steps out and grabs a towel.  The moment she is out, her whole body is wrapped by that towel.   “Zaak, I can’t breathe.” She giggles.

“But you can talk.”  He wipes her body quickly. 

The next moment, the big towel is flying across his body.  Zaak drops the towel to the floor and then sending a spray of water off his hair, shaking the head like a dog. 

“Wow, you can do that?” Bonita is so impressed.

“I can do a lot more.  Let me show you.”  He holds Bonita’s body and rushes into the bedroom.  

Bonita’s body bounces a few times on the bed.   Zaak looks at her with great tense.   “You ready for a brutal charge?”

“More than ready.”  She spreads her legs wide and grins.  Suddenly, she sits up and smiles. “Wait.”

“What?”

Bonita slips off the bed and holds the huge shaft with both hands.  “I want to suck you.”

“You… sure?”  Zaak looks at his monstrous shaft and then Bonita’s deliciously fragile lips.

“Make sure you don’t move, okay?” She smiles at him.

“Okay.” He spreads his legs wider and stands still.

Bonita cocks her head and sends the cockhead to her lips.  She opens her mouth as wide as she can but it’s barely big enough for the purple cockhead.

“Okay?” Zaak wants confirmation.

“Mmm-hmmm.”  Bonita tries so hard to suck in the cockhead.

Finally, after a few tries, she manages to hold the whole cockhead in her mouth.  

“Oh, fuck, oh, FUCK!” Zaak moans the moment Bonita’s tongue begins to give his cockhead a great massage.

This is not the first time he has been sucked by a girl.  But this is the first time he feels so aroused.   He finds it so hard to keep his body steady now.    With deep gasps, he holds his shaft and growls, “Fuck, Bonita, I swear I’m going to cum if you don’t stop immediately.”

Bonita lets go of the shining cockhead.  Before Zaak can suck in some fresh air to calm down a bit, she licks his monster balls. Zaak roars his pleasure.

“What’s going on?  Fuck!  What’s going on?”  Mahingkovski knows for sure that Hoppii has heard something super exciting because his face is a grimace of pleasure as his hand moves in a blur inside his pants.

Bonita finds that the jelly fries are too fancy for breakfast.    Yeah, she
loves
seafood.  But fried jellyfish with whale oil (or whatever it is)? 
Oh, no.
   She almost gags.

Unfortunately, there is no such thing as bread on the planet.  There are no land-plants of any kind.  There’s seaweed, though, plenty of it.  So, the sandwich is made of seaweeds and some meat.  Then, of course, soup, salad, snacks, whatever, everything is seaweed based. The salty smell is starting to make her queasy.

“Let’s get a snack of our own.”  Zaak smiles.  They walk along the street slowly.   Bonita wants to be back soon so that she can get some savory snacks from their Lamborrari, the family spaceship.   However, the street is pretty narrow.   The Hibvuurorians are shorter than Bonita.  They don’t need much room to comfortably move around. In addition, their curious gazes from their bulging lizard eyes slow down their hoofed steps, causing traffic jam.

A few senior citizens of the cold-blooded species are still warming up their bodies under the weak sunshine.   They twist their scale-covered bodies a few inches to have a better view on the two weird aliens, but they can’t stand up and walk before their body temperature is high enough. Their survival is totally reliant on the weak rays of Le Jura’s twin suns.

“Phew.”  The moment they’re out of the busy street, Bonita lets go of a long sigh.  She turns back to look at the street and smiles, “I never realized that one day I could have been the source of traffic jam.”

“Being too beautiful is dangerous.”  Zaak winks.

“Mmm-hmmm.” She gives him a huge kiss, smiling big time.

They’re nearing the launch pad, a flat space prepared by the locals for their use.   “Let’s have a quick snack.  Then we can take another aerial tour. There is much more to this planet that we haven’t seen yet.”  Zaak looks into her eyes.  What he didn’t say is that he wants to check the location of the previous prison, take some photos, and then maybe fly back to the Kingdom right away.  He will have to explain everything
after
they’re in the air.

“Okay, let me grab my binoculars.”  Bonita smiles, turning to the hotel room.

“Oh, no, you don’t need the binoculars… um… I mean, I’m going to fly low, very low, okay?”

“Zaak?” Bonita can tell the difference from his voice.  She notices that he won’t meet her eyes.  “Zaak, you… okay?”

“Sure.  Why not?”  Zaak puts up a smile.  “See, we’re going to have a nice tour, aren’t we?”

“Sure… I mean, if you don’t feel comfortable, we can wait ‘til tomorrow.”

“Oh, no, Bonita, please…”  From the corners of his eyes, he sees a few shadows move fast from house to house along the street.  He rushes to the tiny spaceship and opens the door, “Please.”

“Thank you, Zaak.”  Bonita smiles, stepping into the ship.

“Ah! fuck!”

She hears Zaak roaring.  “Zaak?” She turns her head and sees a big lizard holding Zaak’s foot with its sharp teeth.   “ZAAK!”

Bonita screams.

“You stay…” Zaak gasps with heavy growling in his throat; his forehead is covered by sweat. 

He sits down and picks up a big piece of ice, hitting the lizard’s head with all his strength.

He knows too well about this dangerous lizard.  With a length of six feet or more, the Komodo Cipta is the biochemical weapon of the vicious Canivuurorian tribe.   Its bite is not deadly.  But the poison will kill the victim in a period of ten to fifteen days, depending on how strong the victim is.   The dying process is dreadful.  Quite a few of his soldiers chose suicide instead.

He knows that his days are numbered.  But he doesn’t want to die just yet.  Now he has Bonita, his dear wife.  He wants to protect her as much as he can.

The ice block lands on the lizard a few times and then breaks into pieces.   “Fuck!”  Zaak pulls his leg with both hands to drag the lizard close.  Then he drives the strong thumb deep into its eye.

The lizard pulls back and runs away.   Zaak drops to the ground, rolling and gasping.  Purple blood runs out from his wounds.

“Zaak.”  Bonita runs out of the spaceship.

Suddenly, a few creatures in the form of T. Rex dinosaurs jump out.  They have a huge head and a strong jaw.  Their teeth are sharper than knives.  Their hands are tiny but their legs are thick and strong.  

Instead of hoofs on their legs, they have sharp claws. 

They are not walking or running.  Instead, they jump with thick legs and a strong tail, like kangaroos in Australia.

“Go back… to the ship and…, and leave…” Zaak gasps.

“No, I can’t leave without you, Zaak.”  The big ugly creatures scare Bonita very much, but she bends down to drag Zaak to the ship.

“No fucking way, Bonita.  Please… leave.”  He pushes her away.   “I am… am going to die anyway.  Go,
GO!
”

“I’m not leaving without you, Zaak.”  She steps back and drags his huge body again.

“Listen, Bonita, they’re… they’re… um… Cani… Canivuurorian, fucking…  cannibals.  Leave.  Oh, please…”  Sweat is rolling down his forehead.   “Love you, please leave, Bonita… oh, please, FUCK!”

The cannibals watch them without moving.  But Zaak knows that they are waiting for the precise moment to launch their attack with deadly synchronization.   Bigger than Zaak, these hungry creatures give Bonita very little chance to survive an attack.

Zaak knows that all it takes is for him to lose his ability to fight back. And the moment is approaching real quick. 

Fuck, he feels the numbness moving slowly up his foot.  Now he can’t feel his leg at all.  He knows a few moments later he will be paralyzed completely and the hungry Canivuurorians will take them for breakfast (or lunch, which ever the fuck they prefer).   “Bonita!  Please! Listen to me and, and… leave…” He gasps…