Mated to the Barbarian Heir: A Sci-Fi Alien Action Pregnancy Romance

by Abella Ward

“Be good, you two,” David said, with a flourishing smile, and then he was gone.

  Heidi was alone in the living room with Declan, who was polishing off his second glass of whiskey.

  “Sit down, Heidi, make yourself comfortable,” he said, and she walked slowly over to one of the leather chairs. It was plush and she sank into it when she sat on it. Her head was whirling, all of this was happening too fast. Just a few hours ago, she had been fired from her job and was baking cupcakes in her kitchen. Now she was in the living room of one of the most celebrated young musicians, pretending to be his girlfriend.

  “So what are we going to do for fun, Heidi Scott?” Declan was pouring a third drink, and he turned to face her, the ice cubes tinkling in his glass.

  Heidi turned her eyes to him, her heart beating out of her chest with nervous excitement.

  “Talk?” she suggested, and Declan burst out laughing.

  “The only time I talk is either at interviews or when David and I get really stoned late at night and we have nothing else to do. Like brother, like sister, huh?” He walked over to the middle of the room. His eyes had glazed over a little. It seemed like he had drunk his whiskey too quickly and the alcohol was beginning to take effect.

  “There’s not much point having a conversation now if you’re going to continue drinking like that.” Heidi crossed her legs as she sat. She wasn’t quite sure what had made her say that, but Declan raised his eyebrows.

  “So why don’t you join me? We can both drink together,” he said, his eyes glittering as he looked at her. Heidi saw in him what everybody else seemed to see in him on stage. His body was lithe in his leather jacket, his fingers held chunky silver rings and his hands were large as he gripped the glass. His dirty blonde hair fell in short, spiky strands over his blue eyes. His lips were plump and glistened with the moisture from the drink. His eyes dropped as he looked at her, and of course that voice! It had a magnetic effect that Heidi couldn’t describe. She was struggling to keep it together.

  “I told you, I don’t drink much,” she said, shying away from holding his gaze. Declan walked over to her, taking the leather chair facing her. He drank slowly from his glass now, conscious of the fact that he was getting drunk and she wasn’t drinking.

  “And what else do you not do?” he asked. Heidi bit down on her lip.

  “I don’t wear leather jackets or high heels or glittering dresses. Neither do I date rock stars,” she said. Declan raised an eyebrow and smirked.

  “Noted. Who do you date, then?” he asked, and Heidi tried avoiding his gaze. This was hard, maintaining her composure under his hard stare.

  “Not very many people. I’ve not been in a relationship for a very long time.” Heidi was blushing as she spoke. She knew she didn’t have to tell him any of this, but who was he going to tell? They were both in on a lie and he was forced to keep her secrets, too.

  “Neither have I. I’m sure you’ve been with people since then, though?” he asked, throwing back his head as he drank the remnants of the whiskey in his glass. Heidi blushed again. This was getting too personal. But did she really care?

  “Not really,” she replied, challenging him with a hard stare of her own. Declan’s eyes widened and he smiled like he thought she was telling a joke.

  “Are you serious? Who were you with last?” he asked. Heidi blushed and looked away. She couldn’t look at him while she confessed her secrets to him.

  “Nobody,” she said, and Declan clapped a hand to his mouth. His expression was exaggerated. She could tell that he didn’t believe her.

  “You’ve never been with any man in your life?” he asked with a laugh, and Heidi bit down on her lip.

  “Not entirely. I’ve fooled around with boyfriends, of course. But nothing else.”

  “Why?” He nearly screamed out the question.

  “It was never the right person, I suppose.” She said wistfully, looking out of the French windows. She hadn’t thought about that aspect of her life in a long time. What was making her suddenly think about it now, in the presence of Declan Xavier?

  “That’s a pity,” he said, sitting back in his chair. He was still looking at her, the empty glass dangling from his hand. “You’re a strange one, Heidi Scott,” he said after a few minutes of silence. She looked back at him, a twinkle in her eye. There was a certain thrill in revealing this secret to him, knowing that he wouldn’t be able to make it public, spread it as gossip, now that they were in a fake relationship.

  “Man, I can’t imagine what that would be like, having your first time now,” he said, and Heidi smirked.

  “It’s not such a big deal, really. I just want to get it out of the way now,” she said, staring back at him with a smile in her eyes. Where was this conversation taking them? She wasn’t sure of it herself. All she knew was that nobody had ever looked hotter to her than Declan Xavier, and he was a guy who every girl in the country wanted to sleep with, and he was stuck in a relationship with her. A wide smile spread on Heidi’s face as she watched him watching her. What was he thinking?

  “So you just want to get it out of the way, huh?” he asked. Heidi nodded her head.

  “Something like that,” she said and licked her lips.

  “Maybe this fake relationship can turn out to be beneficial for both of us.” Declan looked at her from under his fallen eyelids. Heidi raised an eyebrow.

  “Maybe,” she said and stood up from her chair suddenly. “Maybe not. I haven’t given it much thought. Either way, it’s a business contract, and I need the money to open my bakery,” she added, and Declan stood up as well.

  “So you keep saying,” he said in a drowsy voice, before he walked past her and opened the door, holding it in place for her to walk through.

  “Off to the bedroom, then, so I can make sweet, homely love to you,” he said loudly. Maud stood near the stairs with a fresh towel in her hands. Heidi smirked, and then turned with a smile to Maud.

  “Here’s a towel for you, miss. I wasn't sure what else you might need. Your clothes?” Maud ignored Declan as he climbed the stairs, grabbing Heidi’s hand on his way up.

  It was clear to see that Maud didn’t believe them. She had no faith in the relationship. She didn’t buy that Declan suddenly had a girlfriend, someone he was in love with and serious about. Heidi breathed in deeply, the smile still on her face. She needed to do something to get the ball rolling. She needed to show Maud and the rest of the people who would be watching their relationship closely that Heidi was not like the other girls Declan brought home. She was here to stay…maybe just for a while, but they didn’t need to know that.

  “Thank you, Maud,” she said and accepted the towel from the older lady’s hands. “My clothes will arrive tomorrow. And if you’d be so kind, can we have our breakfast in bed tomorrow morning?” She spoke with as much authority as she could muster.

  Maud’s expression changed from boredom to a look of surprise. She clearly hadn’t been expecting Heidi to say something like that. The balance had shifted slightly. Heidi could feel it as she followed Declan upstairs and sensed Maud’s keen eyes on them.

  “That was boss,” Declan leaned in to whisper in Heidi’s ear, and she smiled.

  “You’re very welcome,” she said with a smile. Heidi Scott was pleased with herself.

  Chapter Five

  Declan’s room was not messy at all. Heidi wasn’t sure if it was Maud’s doing or if Declan was just a neat and clean person in private. Either way, it brought a smile to her face. The room had dim lights, a king-sized bed and some framed posters on the walls. Other than that, the room was bare, clothes and other things neatly hidden away in built-in closets and cabinets.

  Declan entered the room and threw himself onto the bed almost immediately.

  “You must be tired,” Heidi said, sitting at the edge of the bed.

  “I’ve had worse days. Do you need to get changed?” He turned himself, laying flat on his belly and looking up at her. His face was more serious now, and his ey
es were focused on her face. Heidi could feel her neck growing hot. The realization that she was going to spend the whole night with him was just sinking in.

  “I don’t really have anything to wear for the night,” she said meekly. Declan quickly jumped off the bed and walked over to one of the closets.

  “You can have this,” he said, pulling out a t-shirt and handing it to her. “The bathroom’s through there.” He pointed at a closed door and Heidi made her way towards it.

  Once the door was shut behind her, she let out a huge breath and clutched the sides of the basin. It felt like she finally had a chance to breathe, after hours of holding her breath. What was going on? Too many things had happened too quickly for her to be able to process all of it smoothly. She was excited, nervous, happy and afraid, all at the same time. Declan Xavier was outside, and she was going to share a bed with him for the night. Did she trust herself? Did she trust him?

  Heidi stared at herself in the mirror for a few minutes. Her blonde curls were magically still in place, and they fell on both sides of her face softly. What haircut were they going to give her? Her soft amber eyes looked large and tired. What little makeup she had put on before leaving her house was all faded and gone. Heidi splashed water onto her face and then quickly changed out of her clothes into Declan’s t-shirt. It was long and baggy and fell to mid-thigh on her.

  Slowly she came out of the bathroom and noticed that Declan had changed as well. He was sitting up, shirtless and with his lower half covered by the covers. The reading lamp was on, and he was reading a book. Even more shocking were the small, circular reading glasses he was wearing. She would never have pegged Declan Xavier as a voracious reader, but there in his bed, tucked in and reading a book, he could have been a school teacher or a scientist if she hadn’t known better.

  He looked up at her as she walked out of the bathroom towards him. He rested his book on the bed beside him and watched her with a lingering smile on his face.

  “You look comfortable,” he said, as she stood at the end of the bed. Heidi was continually tucking her loose curls behind her ears out of nervousness. What was she supposed to do next? Just get into bed with him? She had never done this before.

  “I am,” she said with a smile and stood staring at him.

  “Hop in,” he said, patting the space on the bed next to him. Heidi gingerly went over. She raised the covers and saw a flash of his bare legs. Declan wasn’t wearing anything! She felt goosebumps on her skin as she slipped under the warm sheets. She could feel a sudden wetness between her legs that she hadn’t anticipated. Just the thought of Declan being naked under the covers was enough to turn her on. How was she supposed to survive the night?

  He was watching her as she made herself comfortable, maintaining a few inches of space between them.

  “Does the light bother you?” he asked, and she only shook her head. He smiled and went back to reading his book.

  Heidi lay facing the ceiling, aware that she was breathing hard. The silence in the room was deafening as Declan continued reading his book. Seconds turned into minutes and Heidi had no idea how long they remained like that, when Declan suddenly snapped his book shut.

  “This is ridiculous. I can’t do this,” he said. She whipped her head around to look at him.

  “Do what?” she asked, her heart beating out of her chest.

  “Lie next to you the whole night and pretend this is normal,” he said, dragging the glasses off his face. Heidi licked her lips and stared back at him. Of course this wasn’t normal. Did he think this was easy for her?

  “I said I wanted you, because I actually do. Want you.” His voice became hoarse as he said it, his eyes not wavering from her face. Heidi looked back at him, breathing hard.

  “I’m here,” she said softly. She had barely finished saying the words when Declan lunged towards her and grabbed her chin. Heidi squealed as he pulled her close and kissed her hard, biting her bottom lip gently and then pushing his tongue into her mouth.

  She wrapped her arms around his neck, levering herself up towards him. Her nails dug into the flesh of his neck as she slowly wound her bare legs around his waist. She wanted him. She wanted him right now. There was a growing throbbing between her legs, and she was wet for him, ready.

  “Heidi.” He whispered her name as he pulled away from her, and with his tongue, he traced a wet line from her mouth down her neck. He pulled at the neck of the T-shirt, pulling it down so his tongue would have access to her cleavage.

  She gasped as she felt the sweet wetness of his mouth on her breasts. Her hips moved instinctually towards him. She could feel the hardness of his dick between her thighs. It was ramrod straight and pulsating. She had never wanted anyone inside her this desperately.

  Declan pulled her T-shirt up over her head, and his hands flew immediately to her bare breasts. They fit perfectly into the palms of his hands, and he squeezed one so that the nipple was hard and erect, ready for his mouth. He was sucking on it within seconds before Heidi had the time to realize what he was about to do. His mouth on her nipples…the sensation was intoxicating.

  He licked and sucked vigorously, while his hand traveled down her belly towards the throbbing, wet center of her.

  He rubbed her clitoris gently as he continued sucking on her breasts. Heidi gasped again and raised her hips towards him. She was growing wetter, greedy to welcome him in. His finger slipped inside. It felt sudden, and yet she wanted it to go deeper.

  His mouth was stuck to her breasts as his finger went deeper and then he pulled it out. Heidi felt a strange sensation, one she had never experienced before. He raised his head from her nipples to look, into her eyes as he pushed his finger into her again. Her eyes rolled back as she craned her neck away from him. He was slowly pushing his finger in deeper and she could feel her core vibrating.

  “Do you want more?” he asked, his voice hoarse and heavy, as he pulled his finger out. He rested it on her clitoris and slowly massaged it. She didn’t know how to control herself anymore.

  “Yes!” she yelled out, and he raised his body. Heidi pressed herself to the bed as she watched him hover over her. His chest was wide, his abs washboard and his belly flat. Everywhere she touched was pure muscle. A long, silver chain dangled from his neck as he positioned his body over her. It had army tags which grazed her forehead gently as he continued rubbing her. Heidi closed her eyes and wrapped her legs around his waist. She didn’t want him to take his time, she wanted him inside her.

  He positioned his arms at her sides and then slowly lowered himself. She opened her eyes and bit down on her lip when she felt the tip of his dick touch her. She gasped again. She was wet and he slipped into her easily. When he was halfway in, she moaned for more.

  Declan grabbed her shoulder and pushed himself further in. They both moaned together when they felt him slipping in, touching her deep inside. She had never experienced anything like it, the weight of him, the size of his dick inside her. She started to rotate her hips, wanting more.

  Declan smiled, staring into her eyes with his blue, shining ones. He pulled out and, as she moaned, he pushed himself in again. Heidi screamed as he started thrusting fast. He was holding her by her breasts, squeezing them as he pushed and pulled repeatedly. She could feel his shoulders clench, and she bit down on her lip. He continued pumping into her. The bed shook violently and she heard his book fall to the ground.

  “You’re so beautiful, Heidi.” He groaned as he watched her enjoying herself. She was smiling, in disbelief that anything could feel so good, that this was what she had been denying herself for so long.

  Their bodies merged and parted and Declan continued to push himself inside her, sliding into the wetness until his body suddenly jerked. He was nearing the end. His neck had reddened and he was glaring at her like he was angry. Heidi moaned loudly as she felt the itch inside her rise. She was going to orgasm too. She clutched his arms and tightened her thighs around him as Declan pushed in for the last time.

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p; He grunted loudly and craned his neck back, his eyes shut. She let herself go. Her body shuddered and her toes curled. She pressed her thighs together as she lost all control of her nerves and limbs. It was like an out of body experience, she forgot who she was, who was with her. All that mattered was the overwhelming sensation of pleasure.

  It lasted several seconds, maybe minutes, until she felt him slowly pulling out of her. She could feel the wetness of him, sticky, oozing out of her.

  He sat up and away from her, and Heidi started sitting up too.

  Declan looked like he was in shock, and he was staring at her in disbelief. She blushed under his gaze, not sure what she was supposed to do next.

  “You should clean up,” he said quietly. That look of sudden anger had entered his eyes again. Heidi didn’t respond, but slipped out of bed and headed to the bathroom. She saw him reaching for a box of tissues on the table beside him when she was shutting the door behind her.

  She didn’t stay in the shower for too long. Her heart was still beating fast, she had no idea what was going to happen next. She dried herself off, slipped into the same T-shirt and came back to the bedroom.

  Declan had turned the lights off and was under the covers now, facing away from her side of the bed.

  Heidi slipped in next to him and lay facing the ceiling again. Declan’s breath was even and silent, and it was hard to know whether he had fallen asleep already.

  Chapter Six

  When Heidi woke up the next morning, she knew exactly where she was. She could smell Declan around her. She was in his room, on his bed. Her hand instinctively reached out for him, but he wasn’t there. The bed on his side was still warm, so he must have got up only a short while ago. The curtains were still pulled and the room was dark, and memories of the previous night came flooding in.

  It was an experience that would last her a lifetime. She was simultaneously both glad she hadn’t picked someone else and at the same time worried that her inexperience had made her not good enough in bed. She wondered what he had thought of her. She had seen glimpses of anger in his eyes, as if he was being forced to have sex with her, as if he didn’t want to and wanted to stop, but couldn’t. He had been gentle and rough, dominant and tender…and she could still feel him inside her.