“Does the government know about you?”
“The better question, doll, is does the government care? As long as I get done what they and the military want, they won’t look too close.”
“Tell me. Tell me how you got here. Tell me why I shouldn’t curl up in a little ball and wait for a chance to escape.”
“My brothers and I were created.”
“What does that mean? According to our bible, we were created too.
“I read your bible. You were created by a loving God. We were created by scientists that wanted monsters to protect them.”
“Created is such a little word with such large implications. If I walked this world because I was created instead of evolving on it, does that make me any better or worse than those who evolved here?”
“The people on my planet are delicate, at least that is how they see themselves. They were enmeshed in wars for many centuries, thousands of centuries, before peace prevailed. Eventually, they turned from war, unifying their planet and becoming a peaceful species that kept to themselves. They studied and became powerful in science and technology.”
A world that was peaceful. Wonder what that had been like?
“Then they were attacked. It happened slowly, over a long period of time. A battle with this planet or another. The more they became known as peaceful and advanced, the more they became a target. They went with shields first, shields to cover the planet to keep the marauders away. Technology can only do so much when there are planets out there that want everything you have. They made the shields, and others found a way around them.”
“Why didn’t they fight? We would have fought.” Would earth put aside its differences and fight as a planet? Who knew, but she was sure they would have managed something.
“They had lost the ability. They had spent so much time developing their minds, their science, that their bodies no longer held the capabilities to fight, or so they said. Personally I think they were scared and didn’t want to admit it.”
Fear was horrible, it would have you locked in a bathroom sitting on the floor next to a door when the person you were already addicted to was on the other side. She could understand fear.
“So what did they do next?”
“They kept refining the shields, as they looked for a champion. They built robots and weapons for the robots to use. No matter how they tried, though, they could not develop an AI that could be used for war. Eventually, they gave up. That’s when a group of scientists going against the government came up with us.”
“What? They couldn’t handle robots so they made people?”
“We’re not that easy to create. They had been silently working on creating life in a tube so that the women of the planet would not have to actually bear the
children. Problem was, they didn’t want killers getting their hands on their women. Women are rare, even more rare there than here.”
“I am pretty sure we outnumber the men here.”
“I am thinking of the handful of women who could handle us.”
He meant sexually, she was sure of that, which made her nipples ache even more as they got harder. She moved trying to feel comfortable on the floor as her sex throbbed again. Couldn’t she let him have her just once before she stormed out and never looked back?
“Am I a prisoner?”
“No, would you like to come out of the bathroom?”
“Nope, I am good.”
Not a prisoner. She could leave whenever she wanted to, so why was she still sitting on the floor?
“Continue.”
“They began to create fighters, warriors who would protect the planet. It didn’t go well. They tried to artificially make them older. They died or were useless. They also did not have the instinct to fight. They worked on this for close to fifty years, then someone developed a method for slicing DNA. We were the perfect group to try it on, they used vicious animals native to our planet. They used the DNA from other planets as well. They didn’t like what they got. Full grown men who wanted nothing, but to kill.”
“I would think they would have been happy.”
“They killed anything and anyone. In the end it was the females of the planet that solved the problem. They were tired of living in fear from both the invaders and the protectors the scientist were creating. If you want a protector who will care about the planet, the people and get the job done right then you must raise him from an infant. The females won.
In the end they chose to let the ones they created go through the process of growing in a stimulated womb. Then they cared for us until we were old enough to be shown fighting techniques.”
“They had holograms of some of the best fighters in the galaxy. Others who felt for them, came and trained us. We are just one group, my brothers and I. There are many groups of us now, some still on the planet, others thrown around the galaxy.”
“I take it that you fought and you won, but how did you get here?”
“We fought many brutal battles. We kept the peace until there was no need for us. When there was no need to fight, our other needs came out. We needed to mate, but we were forbidden to touch the females of our planet. It was said that we were too brutal for them and they were right. Many times the simple holding of hands left the females fingers discolored, if not crushed. They had not made any females for us, so soon the planet would be torn apart from the inside out.” He sat silently for a minute. “The scientist hated us and now that our job was done, I believe they would have been willing to annihilate us. The rest of the planet saw us as heroes, but they feared us also.
“I don’t understand, not that I really understand any of it.”
He had kissed her, touched her and not left her with marks. She had not screamed in pain, just in wonderful pleasure. Warrior or not, sliced DNA or not, how could the women there pass up someone like him?
“No matter what your DNA was paired with you still came from their stock.”
“You would think, but in the end there was little of their own DNA in us and more that had been gathered from invading parties. We became more than even the scientists could have foretold. When it became apparent that the war was over and we were not needed, many of us chose to leave, to go on the hunt for someone that would be a better fit with us. My brothers and I came to earth.”
“Now you’re looking for a bunch of women who will want to have sex with you.”
“Now we are looking for that one woman who was made for our touch.”
“Why look here?”
“How will we find them if we do not search every part of the galaxy?”
He had her there. If she had a space ship, she would have left long ago on a quest to find the right man for her. She had been sure he was not on the earth. Was she crazy? She was talking to an alien, and not running for the door. Yeah, she probably need to have her head examined.”
“What do we do now?”
“What do you mean?” Was she being deliberately obtuse? Probably, but she was going to need everything spelled out for her.
“Well, let’s start with the door. Are you staying in there all night?”
“No.” It was a great bathroom, but she had no desire to hang out in it all night long.
“That’s good. Are you leaving when you come out?”
Was she leaving? Of course, she was leaving. Why would she even ask herself that? She was no heroine from some paranormal romance. She was just plain ole Rena, who wanted… What did she want? To be loved? To have the American dream? She had given up on that shit long ago. So what did she want?
She wanted to feel, to think that she was the most important person in someone’s life just once. Not just someone, but the man who she gave her body to. She wanted to be cherished, but she didn’t want to be coddled or treated like she couldn’t figure out her own life. Yeah, screw it. She wanted what almost everyone wanted. She just wanted it to a higher degree.
She had only known him for a couple of days, but she felt alive with h
im. If she were sixteen, she would sneak out of a window for him and defy her parents if need be. But she was an adult who was thinking of running.
“No. I am not going anywhere.”
“Good.”
They sat in silence again. Neither of them talking, for ten, fifteen minutes or longer, it didn’t really matter. The longer they sat the safer she felt. Not because the darn door was there. No, whatever he turned into could have pulled the door off of the hinges. She felt safe because she felt protected. How weird was that?
“I am coming out.”
Chapter Twelve
She came out slowly. She didn’t want to provoke the beast. He had moved to the other side of the room, giving her plenty of space. Even now he proved he would not hurt her.
“So what now?” It was her turn to ask that question. “What do we do now?”
His eyes blazed at her. She knew exactly what he wanted to do, but she couldn’t go there, right? She still had to be afraid, see him as the invading alien and call that hotline.
She couldn’t see him as a sexy man, because he wasn’t a sexy man. But he was a male, a damn sexy one.
“What makes you think we could even have sex?” She couldn’t meet his eyes, because she might start licking her lips in greed.
“We can. We would have never come here if we couldn’t.”
“Are you like the men from this planet?”
He gave a rough laugh and her stomach clenched. Oh sweet sanity, she must have lost it a long time ago.
“They wish. I am shaped like them, but that’s where we part ways.”
“Oh.” She wouldn’t be winning any awards for her one liners.
He was standing before her, still shirtless and shoeless. Nothing but those low slung jeans on. She wanted a taste. This time she didn’t look for her sanity. She just licked her lips.
“Sometimes.” His voice hit her like a caress. “It is better to show than tell.”
Her eyes widened as she watched his strong fingers undo the button to his pants. Oh sweet sanity she wanted to see. The rasp of the zipper as it went down made her want to squirm. His hands tucking into the waistband of his jeans made her knees weak. Then he slowly pushed them down.
She loved men who had that sexy V at their waist, the one she always wanted to kiss and lick. And look at that hair. Her fingers ached to touch it.
Holy mother of… he was huge. He was tilted up long and thick and proud. Really would he fit? What was on him? Hair?
“Is that hair?”
“No. They are feelers. They give extra pleasure to the one I am with and allow me to feel her pleasure.”
He took himself in his hand and caressed himself from base to tip. Her knees buckled. The shudder that went through him and the sexy ragged moan of need that came out of his mouth had her needy. She was jealous. She wanted to be the one touching him.
“You can touch if you want.”
Yeah, wouldn’t he like that? Wait, she was the one who would like that. She walked over to him like a puppet on a string. Her body refused to stay away. For once in her life she was going to step into the danger zone and trust him to keep her safe.
“You smell so good, doll. I want to roll in that scent. Devour it.”
She found herself smiling. He was the big bad alien here, but she was pretty sure she was the one who held the power.
Licking her lips again, she reached out and touched. Just his lips. She would take it slow. She hoped. She traced those firm lips with the pads of her fingers. So firm, slightly thick, she liked.
She placed her hands on his chest and stood on her toes trying to reach his mouth with hers. He bent down and kissed her, still not touching her, letting all the power be in her hands.
His kiss rocked her. His tongue slid into her mouth taking away all rational thought. She may have been feeling flight or fight just a few minutes ago, but now she just wanted to be crushed under him.
She could kiss him all night long, but she wanted more. Realizing he would not make the next move, she broke it off. She kissed his jaw and down the side of his throat until she reached his chest.
It should be illegal to have a chest this wide. It probably was. She stepped back to look. He had beautiful pecs that were thick and made her want to bite. She loved the definition, the lines that separated him, like an all you can eat buffet. She could sample one part at a time.
She didn’t have to go far down. His huge cock rose to greet her like a one eyed monster that she wanted to play hide and seek with. She was so getting her some. She’d worry about tomorrow, tomorrow.
“Lay down please.” She couldn’t tackle all of him standing.
He laid spread eagle in the center of the bed, just waiting for her. She walked to the edge of the bed and just looked. Yeah, he was a buffet all right. Where should she start tasting?
“Take off your shirt, doll.”
His eyes had started to glow like an animal’s. She waited for the fear to come, but all she felt was hunger. She reached down and grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it off. One cami on the floor. It looked good lying there too.
She crawled onto the bed, head up, breasts hanging heavy, as his nose flared like he had caught the scent of something good.
He watched her with his glowing eyes. Watched as she crawled closer. Watched as her tongue shot out of her mouth to lick her bottom lip. Watched as she threw one leg over his muscled body and settled her weight on him. She was sure he wouldn’t break.
She leaned over and took his nipple in her mouth. Damn he tasted good. She heard him growl. She wanted him now.
“Do you like?” Her voice came out in a stutter. She liked. Her hot core was rubbing his cock and her leggings and panties were providing no protection. She was dying with his hard nipple in her mouth and his cock searing her core. She needed more of him.
Every primal urge that she ever had came to life. She rocked back and forth on his thick cock wanting more, needing more. She bit and sucked his nipple harder.
A ragged moan/ growl came out of her mouth when she felt his hands on her sides. She needed more now. She was going crazy from the feelings overwhelming her body.
“Let me help you, doll. Let me give you what you need.”
Her head nodded yes in an uncoordinated move. Yes, he could help put out the fire.
He turned them over in one smooth move. He was laying half off, half on her body. His huge cock was against her thigh and his leg was firmly holding her down while the heat of it scorched her center.
“Shh, doll. You will get it all. So wild and I haven’t even bit you yet.”
What was he talking about? Her mind tried to focus, but she couldn’t think. All she could do was feel.
He stuck his nose in the curve of her neck and breathed deeply. “So good, doll.”
Then he bit her. It was not enough to break the skin, but just enough to cause her to cry out in pleasure.
Her head came up and she got caught in those glowing eyes. “Please.” Not a cry for help, but a demand for pleasure.
Chapter Thirteen
“Please.”
She was killing him. Her husky voice had wrapped itself around him. Invading his body, making him want to do whatever she commanded, when she commanded.
She was in charge and he knew it. Controlled by a little slip of a woman. Damn he loved it.
He licked his bite mark. He had held back. He wanted to sink his fangs in her neck and connect them forever. Patience. He needed her to understand first. He wasn’t capable of explaining anything right now.
He trapped his aching cock against her leg to make himself go slow. He couldn’t hurt her. Bringing his hand up, he cupped her breasts then he squeezed.
“Hell, yeah. Harder, please harder.” Her voice was like silk wrapping around him, controlling him.
He squeezed harder and she moaned. Taking his mouth he sucked that erect nipple in, nipple ring and all right through her bra. Her eyes widened and her body bucked against his.
“Like that, doll?”
“I am so hot. Gonna go up in smoke.”
“No worries. I got a big enough hose for you.”
She laughed. “You made a sex joke.”
He smiled, loving her carefree manner as he pulled the wet top of her bra to the side exposing her hard nipple. He bit it before sucking it in his mouth.
She screamed this time and held his head closer. Slowly he began to torture her. Sucking on both nipples, biting them. Driving her need higher. Slowly he worked his way down her body.
He had to touch her. He needed to possess her, to feel the two of them become one. He had looked for so long, wanted for so long. He needed her screaming in pleasure, enjoying his touch, loving his touch.
He had met many since he had left his world. They wanted hard, they wanted to be controlled. They wanted to be broken when he was done with them. His core was not to break. It was to cherish.
Those slices of DNA had come from animals and beings that mated for life. He wanted that same thing, as well as the occasional kill, but he would tell her about that later.
He stuck his tongue in her belly button giving her a taste of what she would be getting. She moaned and lifted herself towards him.
She was so hot. He reached for her pants. They were stretched over her ass, molding it. He loved these pants, would buy her a closet full if she wanted them.
Reaching in, he tugged on them as she lifted up so he could take them off. Nothing on now except those panties. He pushed his nose between her thighs. She smelled good enough to eat.
He rubbed his nose along the crouch of her panties as her body went wild under his. Taking the edge in his teeth, he pulled them back. He was an animal and at times he acted like one.
She lay bare before him. She was wet and slick and he licked his lips. She smelled even better without the barrier of the panties.
Taking his fingers he traced her slit.
“I want.”
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