I snuggle deeper into the warmth that enfolds me. Rafe has me, I'm safe. I feel him stroke my hair and I sigh in contentment. I open my eyes and look up. I love his eyes, I could stare into his blue depths for hours.
When he leans down to kiss me, I don't mind. I like kissing him more than I like staring into his eyes. Then we're more than kissing. He makes love to me slow and sweeter than he ever has before. Something's wrong, but he makes it so I can't think only feel. I give into the sensations and lose myself completely.
Later, much later I finally am able to get myself together enough to talk and think. "Okay, Princey, something's wrong, what is it?"
His hold on me tightens before he loosens it enough to caress me along my back. Damn, he knows how to distract me. He's quiet for so long and distracted me so well I've forgotten what we were or I was talking about when he finally answers.
"On the ship I nearly lost you several times for various reasons. At first I was just angry how we were treating you, then you became more to me. Then after we came here I almost lost you again because of my anger and pride. I couldn't lose you to a bunch of leaches, pigs, scum. I punished them for even thinking about touching you like that. The one that might not make it was saying in detail what he would do to you. I wanted him to die, still do Maha. Does that make me a bad person?"
"No, Rafe, it doesn't make you a bad person. It makes you human, or whatever you call yourselves. What happens to you if he dies though?"
"What he said is recorded, Maha, every disgusting word. He will be vilified and I won't be blamed. The people saw you and how you protected my father two months ago and they fell in love with you then. You need to hold another press conference you know that right? You promised if they would stop the riots you would."
I close my eyes, "Is that the reason you made love to me?" It isn't I know it isn't but I want to hear him say it.
"No," he rolls me over and gets on top of me. "I made love to you because I can't resist you." The fire ignites and thought is lost.
I can't help making love to her. She is so beautiful and sweet. Far too sweet for court life, it's the reason Jenry left court life. It makes me sick what that pervert was saying about her. Perhaps I should have just killed him. He's already under arrest for threatening bodily harm to a royal. He would have killed my child. And he laughed about it to his friends. At least his friends had enough sense to fear, they backed away from him as he said what he did. "You should be quiet, talking like that about our future queen will get you killed." He didn't listen.
"Future queen? Future whore you mean and I mean to get some." I saw red.
"They say she is carrying the heir to the throne already, you can't touch her. The prince will kill you." Smart man, I would and if that ass hadn't of moved when he did it would have killed him.
"If she's carrying some bastard it isn't the prince's. I'll kill the child and he can thank me later..." my knife pierces his chest but he'd moved at that precise time.
"She was a virgin when I took her to my bed and I've been her only partner. You called my wife a whore and my child a bastard. Those two things are bad enough but threatening the life of my wife and child are enough for a death sentence." I left him there, his friends must have called for medical help although I don't know why. If he recovers he'll be executed for his treason.
Maha brings me back to the present. "He threatened my life?"
"And the life of our child. He will be executed if he survives." Maha shivers and I pull her closer and pull the covers over us.
"When will I have to do the press conference?" Maha sounds subdued, I don't like that.
"In the next few days I would think. I'll have the royal press secretary set it up. I'll be there at your side, they'll likely want to ask me questions as well." Maha calling them spoiled children worked wonders on the riots. Within an hour not even one riot remained and the military was able to stand down. But the destruction was incredible, millions of creds worth here in the capital alone was done. Other cities reported less, some more, but it was the deaths that really hurt Maha. An average of ten deaths per city. There are more than ten cities here on Ziamlia, and each of our colony planets have hundreds of cities. All together the death toll is staggering and it was done in her name. She was bedridden for near a week afterwards due to stress. I was as well.
"I won't let them ask certain questions and will help you answer others, but they are wanting to know about you and you need to answer them." I already feel the pressure from the pain she will be feeling.
"You can't be on there with me, Rafe, it will be a weakness to show them how hurting me will hurt you."
I hold her tighter, it's inevitable that the secret will out one day. She's right though, we don't need to let it out this soon. "I don't care, I won't leave your side." I smile at her as she looks at me in shock. "Besides you're my responsibility until this tour is over remember?" I tease her. There is no way I will let her alone to face the press without me. Besides she's my wife and I want everyone to know that I love her. I don't think it's possible to love anyone this much let alone more, yet everyday I fall in love with her more and more. It never fails to amaze me.
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Extraterrestrial Lives
ParanormalThis story takes off from where my short story Extraterrestrial Moors ends. It is a stand alone, but makes far more sense if you read Extraterrestrial Moors first. Maha is dead and Rafe is in the hospital suffering more agony than his parents can st...