The Alien's Savior
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“Fil-thy,” I enunciated each syllable. “With blood running down his face.”
Frankie sighed and then squirmed. Predictably, her head went up, and then she searched the dining hall for Daz. He had just entered the room, talking to Ward. She bit her lip and then said distractedly. “I forgot, um, I have a thing I gotta talk to Daz about.”
“Sure, you do,” Miranda said with an eyeroll.
Frankie didn’t even pay her any attention. She rose from her seat and toddled off in Daz’s direction, hand on her growing stomach.
Daz spotted her coming. His eyes narrowed, and then his gaze shifted to me. I gave him a thumbs up. His lips quirked up, and then he strode to meet his mate halfway across the dining hall. As soon as he reached her, he swept her into his arms, and they left through the front door in a damn hurry.
I leaned back in my chair and took a sip of my drink. “My work here is done.”
Tabitha sighed. “Well how about you work your magic and get me some blue dick, huh?”
“We all know there’s only one blue dick you want,” Miranda said, “And he’s playing hard to get, apparently.”
Tabitha’s mouth dropped open on a gasp. “No one’s playing hard to get. I’m keeping my options open.”
I found my drink interesting because I didn’t want to get involved in that discussion.
As I took another sip, I felt him enter the room. I was always aware of his presence, just like I knew he’d been through a wide arrange of motions during his meeting. I expected that and did my best to give him his privacy despite his raging fire aura wreaking havoc in my mind.
I looked up and there he was, face stormy as he pounded across the room like a man on a mission. I stood up, and he locked eyes on me, his expression immediately softening.
His shoulders lost some of their tension. He reached my side and dropped down onto the bench at my side, wrapping his arms around my waist and drawing me between his legs to bury his face in my chest.
I squeaked at the sudden motion but knew this was what he needed right now. I was happy to provide it for him. There was nothing like the way he held me. For a male who’d gone so long without touching anyone, he now craved it. Or maybe just with me.
“Hey,” I murmured, combing through his shortened hair. I’d managed to trim up the singed ends, so he didn’t look so wild. “Need to talk?”
“Later,” he mumbled into my skin as he opened his mouth to suck at my shoulder.
“Get a room,” Justine sang out.
I glared at her.
She snickered behind a cup of qua.
“Had a good talk with Ward. Then heard bad news. But good news is we are doing something about it.”
“So that’s one bad and two good,” I announced.
He huffed against my shoulder and I glanced down to see him smiling. “My little one, always glass half drank.”
I quirked a brow as Miranda choked on a bite of her sandwich.
“Glass half full.” I held back a laugh.
He pulled back and frowned at me. “Wouldn’t that mean someone drank half? So, it was half drank.”
“He has a point,” Justine pointed out.
“Don’t you all have things to do?” I sniped.
“Nope.” Justine popped the p. “Literally nothing to do but sit here and eavesdrop on your adorable conversation.”
Gar rose and gripped my hand. “Come on, I want a walk.”
“I’d love a walk.” I stuck out my tongue at Justine.
Tabitha waved. “Have fun.” But her eyes weren’t on me. They were on Xavy. Like they always were, no matter how often she tried to deny it. And her last steamy story she’d written had a certain hero with a mohawk. She denied up and down it was modeled after Xavy.
I waved back to her, even though she wasn’t looking, and said my goodbyes to Miranda and Justine.
Swinging our arms, I had to take about three steps to his one as we headed outside. “So where are we walking?”
“Nowhere.”
“What? I thought you said you wanted a walk?”
“I just wanted to take you back to our room and get you naked in your furs.”
We’d settled into my room. It was smaller than his hut, but neither of us minded. His hut now housed half a dozen warriors in cots. Gar said that was better use of the space, and I agreed. He also remained convinced my room had the softest furs he’d ever felt.
“Who said I was in the mood to get naked in the furs with you?” I lifted my chin in the air.
He stopped and jerked on my arm, so I crashed into his chest with an oomph. He bent down and proceeded to kiss the daylights out of me. When he finally pulled back with a violet glint to his eye, I was dizzy, and wasn’t sure what day it was.
“I realized after the talk to Ward I have much to thank you for.”
He began to walk again, and I stumbled to keep up. “Pretty sure that kiss was thanks enough.”
“No, little one.” He smiled, and I swore the sight was brighter than the sun. “I’ll be thanking you for a lifetime.”
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If you missed reading about Daz and Frankie, you can get their story in The Alien’s Ransom. Sax and Valerie’s story is in The Alien’s Escape. Ward and Reba’s story is The Alien’s Undoing. Miranda and Drak’s story is The Alien’s Revenge.
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The Alien’s Challenge
Excerpt from Chapter One of
THE ALIEN’S CHALLENGE
Tabitha
He skated his fangs down the side of her neck, just barely scratching the surface, and the pleasure-pain of the scrape throbbed in her clit. His fingers tangled in her hair, keeping her throat bared to him, while he held her wrists in an iron grip with his other hand. She was trapped, unable to move, absolutely at his mercy—and it only made her wetter.
“Please,” she gasped.
“That’s it,” he growled as he licked at the sensitive skin below her ear. “Beg me.”
She gasped out a sob as his fingers released her hair only to travel to her aching breasts where he toyed with a nipple while the cool, gold of his rings raised goosebumps on her flesh—
“No!” I screamed, slamming down the Planet-Torin version of a pencil. “No rings, Tabitha, for fuck’s sake.” I licked my thumb and erased the words, but I could still see the faint ghosting of the words on the pamphlet, taunting me. Only one Drixonian wore a full set of rings, like a freaking mob boss, and I hated how badass they looked was on his blue skin.
I glared at my paper and kept writing.
Once he finished with the pink nipple, leaving it smarting and distended, his hand slipped around to her back where he coasted it over her round ass. He gave one cheek a firm slap, and she moaned against the wall he’d pressed her against. Continuing lower, he slid his hand between her cheeks before plunging two thick fingers into her pussy.
She cried out as he slammed inside up to his knuckle, pressing deep. He held her like that, not moving, with her wrists still pinned, and then he viciously twisted his fingers. Her legs trembled with the need to come, but she wanted more, needed more… “Ready to beg yet?” He taunted her, and she gushed on his hand at the words. Any other time, any other male, and she would have smacked him. But n
ot this one, not the big male with the charming smile and the violet purple eyes. “Beg for my cock.” His thumb pressed at her back entrance, and she went wild, writing against him like a wanton thing. “Beg. Me.”
“Please,” she whimpered, so close but not right there, not without his thick pierced cock. “Please, Xavy.”
“Noooo!” I wailed and with a vicious thrust, snapped the pencil in half over my knee. I flopped onto my desk, hiding my head in my hands.
This was not working. I had a good streak of super sexy stories for the girls to read but lately I couldn’t get stupid Xavy out of my head. No matter what I wrote, I could no longer picture characters I made up, but only him and me in the throes of passion.
I was tired of it. I didn’t have my fun vibrating toys anymore so getting off wasn’t as fun or easy as it used to be, so I walked around in a perpetual state of sexual frustration. Me. Tabitha Markel. On Earth, I’d had my pick of frat boys, nerd boys, and jock boys on my college campus. Easy peasy to get a little something and if no one caught my eye, I headed home to my vibrator.
Now, I had nothing but a Drixonian warrior I wanted to hump like a dog who charmed everyone but me. Ridiculously unfair. He had the best smile, fangs and all, and when he let that tongue out of his mouth during meal times, I swore I saw heaven.
But that tongue wasn’t mine. That thick cock that I longed to see wasn’t mine. His smiles weren’t even for me. So I was reduced to writing fantasies about him like a creeper. Tabitha Markel was not a creeper. I was a go-getter. I got what I wanted. And I wanted Xavy.
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Acknowledgments
I truly hope readers like this book because Gar was the hero I was asked most about. I wanted to give him a sweetheart mate, and I think Naomi fits him perfectly. Thank you so much to my readers for supporting me in this series. It’s ridiculously fun and I am enjoying it so much!
Thank you so much to Natasha Snow, my cover designer, who continually inspires me with her amazing work. This series might not have ever gotten off the ground without her amazing covers!
Thank you to Del for the thorough edits. I appreciate you working with me during the craziness that is homeschool and quarantine!
Thank you so much to all my readers in Ella Maven’s Haven! You make me smile every day.
About the Author
Ella Maven is the pen name for a multi-published USA Today Bestselling author who decided to finally unleash the alien world that had been living in her head for years. (Is that weird? Probably). Her books feature dominant, possessive aliens who are absolutely devoted to their humans.
She lives on the East Coast with her completely normal husband and two spawn who sure seem alien some days.