Tamed By The Alien Barbarian by Celeste King

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Jaxil

Icould feel the rhythmic thuds of the bass in my ears as the scent of perfume and sweat mixed in front of me. Shades of indigo and red danced around the room, but my eyes zeroed on the woman hovering above my lap. Her eyes were hungry as she was sure to suck every dollar out of my wallet and thankfully for both of us, I had plenty.

By human standards, she was gorgeous and her prowess was something to be lauded, though frankly I’d seen females around the galaxy that put her fluidity and grace to shame. Still, humans had a knack for this sort of thing. They carried a frenetic lust that seemed to be restrained only by a thin veil of civility.

I took a sip from my third glass of bourbon, hoping to get even more lost in the moment. But unfortunately, my dear old pal, Xxuric, decided to bring his goddamn wife to the strip club.

Here I was with a female whose skimpy outfit was clinging on for dear life with nothing but double-sided tape and hope to aid it, and he’s over there getting all lovely-dovey with his blushing bride in his lap. Surely that had to be poor strip club etiquette, or a major faux-pas to the say the least.

Now, I wasn’t so callous as to not see the lovely couple for what they were. Xxuric was a stern aggressive business type that had a resting bitch face to rival them all. Seeing his demeanor melt at the hands of the smaller, albeit no less fiery, Heather was nice in its own vomit-inducing way. The mail order bride proved to be something far more than what he’d paid for. That didn’t stop me from roasting his ass about it during the wedding though.

Aww, good times. Still, they were fucking up the mood of a perfectly good lap dance.

“Xxuric,” I called out, having to yell over the noise, “Care to tell me why you brought your better half to the strip joint?”

The large male was completely absorbed in his female. He smiled drunkenly at her, though he hadn’t drunk nearly enough to blame it on the alcohol. Internally I shed a tear for the loss of my favorite drinking buddy. Had Heather not been such a fun sweetheart I’d probably hate her.

When I noticed his lips whispering sweet nothings into her ear, and she responded with a schoolgirl like giggle, I’d reached my limit.

“Come on, you two are making this really weird.” I whined, drawing a cute laugh out of Tiffany who was in between my thighs.

The couple finally looked over in my direction, both happy as can be.

“What’s wrong Jaxil?” Heather asked in a laugh.

“You two being all cute and sappy over there when I’m trying to enjoy some nice sleaze with my best friend,” I answered.

She laughed. “We’re not trying to be,” she said with a guilty smile.

After a long roll of my eyes, I turned to Xxuric. “If you were so incapable of taking your affections off her, why’d you bring her? To a strip club of all places?”

He gave me a maddening shrug. “Sorry, that’s just how things are now. Where I go, she goes.”

Heather squeezed into him, a tinge of red flaring in her cheeks. I all but gagged.

The two resumed their mutual love bombing, and I realized my words were doomed to fall on deaf ears.

I looked down at the sexiness before me trying with all her heart to lift my soured mood. To be fair, her efforts didn’t go unappreciated. But I really needed to vent to someone and she at least had an incentive to fake listening to me.

“Tiff, you know I love the fine ‘gentlemen’s clubs’ that your species invented. Truly, I think it’s of the highest arts in the universe and I hope to export it across the stars. But I have a strange feeling that the inventors of such establishments didn’t bring their old ladies to the grand opening.”

Her lips gently grazed the fabric of the crotch of my dress pants all the while never taking her eyes off mine.

“Yeah, I don’t think they would’ve been happy with them,” she said, and the feeling of her breath on my dick made me throb.

I casually reached into my pocket and threw a hundred dollar bill her way.

“Exactly,” I said, not missing a beat, “and it’s not like the men would’ve even liked it any more than their wives. Who wants to ogle women when their wives are watching? It sounds like a damn nightmare.”

The sexy woman shrugged in acknowledgment as she crawled up from in between my legs, using my body as if it were a ladder.

When I looked back at the couple, I could see Xxuric’s hands on his wife’s ass, her soft flesh bulging in between his fingers. While I personally wouldn’t have fallen for a mail order bride, Heather was definitely a catch. I couldn’t knock my friend’s taste.

Xxuric, effortlessly rose to his feet, the small female looking weightless in his arms. Always a lady pleaser, and he had yours truly to thank him for that particular move. The man was a great many things but a natural lover he was not.

“You two heading out?” I asked, though the tent he was pitching was clear as day. My buddy has heading out to get it in.

“Yeah, I think it’s time we headed home anyway,” he said. Dude was always a terrible liar.

I raised my glass to them before knocking back what was left in it. They left comically fast, but sadly I couldn’t laugh. It was weird but I really was deflated. My buddy left me, and I wasn’t really used to that.

My commpad ringing snapped me out of my moment of brooding. I reached into my pocket, and after sifting my way through the loose cash, I pulled out the small device.

I opened it to see a message from my PA saying how Earth’s representatives were about to make a major announcement. I was invited to New York to attend it in person.

Oddly enough work sounded appealing to me. I needed something to focus my mind on. The bevy of buxom babes weren’t doing the trick lately.

I gently patted the woman straddling my thigh as I said, “Sorry, Tiff. Duty calls.”

She pouted at me before getting off, letting me rise to my feet. I pulled out a few extra bills to make up for my shorter than usual stay.

As I made my way out of the club, I gave my best wishes to the regulars and some of the dancers that I missed out on seeing today. One of them impressively was a mother of two, and was probably the sweetest girl the place had to offer. She was surgical in her approach to each individual client. She catered her performance to their needs and wants. Her ability to read people was second to none. I offered her a job to work for me as a personal secretary so as to gain better leverage in negotiations. Her response to my offer still made me laugh.

“Sorry, but I like to know my clients are aware that I’m milking them for their hard-earned money.”

Leaving the club, I was hit with the cool evening air, and I decide to look back at the message. I didn’t even read what kind of announcement was going to be made.

Holy shit, they were opening up Mars for mining? I was the CEO of Consolidated Mining and I’d been itching to start extraction in the Solar System, and with this green light I was set to double or even triple my current fortune.

Ecstatic, I all but forgot about my dampened mood in the club.