Abducted by Aliens (Tales From Angondra Book 1)

by Ruth Anne Scott

  “I’m a virgin…”

  My eyes shot open and I sat up shaking with lust. “Fuck,” I said and ran my hands through my hair. I licked my lips and tasted caramel. It was so real. When I looked at the clock I saw it was well after ten. Shit she was waiting on me, and I’d already messed up. I stood her up, and if I had learned anything about females, they didn’t like to be stood up, and I was going to pay hell.

  I looked down and realized I still had an erection. There was no way I could go see the girl I’d just fantasized about and not get hard again. That wouldn’t help my case if I popped a hard on. She didn’t seem like the type of girl to get excited about a guy’s appreciation of her. I needed to take care of the issue before I had to apologize. No one was home so I did the only thing I could to ease the ache in my balls. I jerked off and images of a naked Hannah ran through my head. It didn’t take long, no surprise. After spending time with Hannah, I needed to figure out if it was just a typical dream, or if it was something more.

  Chapter 5

  Hannah

  I shot up in my bed panting when there was a loud knock on my door. It only got louder when I didn’t answer it right away. I looked at the clock and realized how late it was, and I also realized he already didn’t show. I should have known he would blow me off. I shook my head and wiped my face. The dream—it was so real. My body shook with something—something I had never felt before.

  I’d never had a sex dream before. I had never gotten aroused, not to that extreme. Boys didn’t excite me; at least they never had before. My heart pounded and I was breathing heavily. I tingled and throbbed as if my body was searching for something. I knew what it was, but I was in no way ready to admit what I wanted from my new Noxi friend. I shook my head and kicked those thoughts right out of my thoughts.

  I threw my covers off and looked down at my attire and groaned. “Give me a minute.”

  My nipples were hard and ached and when I slid my silk robe on I gasped when the fabric rubbed across them. I stormed to my door and pulled it open without thinking.

  Wyser stood there with his mouth opened as if to speak but he froze and his eyes widened.

  “You’re too late. I don’t appreciate being stood up.” I went to slam the door feeling irrationally angry.

  He held the door with his shoe. “Wait Hannah, please.”

  It was the please that got me, and I gripped the knob with both my hands.

  “I’m sorry I fell asleep. I swear I was going to be on time.”

  I narrowed my eyes. “Well you weren’t, and I sat here waiting. I could have done something else, but since I expected you I didn’t.”

  He slid his hand to mine and ran his finger over my knuckles. “I said I’m sorry. For real. I didn’t think I was so tired, but if you didn’t know Noxiums sleep—a lot.”

  I softened to him. He was sincere. I wasn’t sure how I knew but I did, and as my heart throbbed remembering the dream I blushed. My cheeks heated, and I knew they were red. He noticed and smiled. “What’s with the blushing? Having erotic dreams about me already?” He sounded like he was joking but his eyes told a different story.

  I blushed worse and sputtered. “NO!” I went to slam the door, and he stopped me again.

  “Whoa, it was a joke.” He was lying. How the hell did he know?

  “I’ll see you Wednesday in class. We’ll have to set up another time to work on our projects.”

  He shook his head. “Why not tomorrow?”

  I shrugged a shoulder and the robe slipped down showing my bare skin. His eyes tracked the move and he licked his lips. Dammit he really needed to not look at me like that. Not after the dream. “Eyes up here, Wyser,” I said roughly.

  “And as for tomorrow I’m busy.”

  “Just give me an hour.”

  I shook my head. I needed him gone before he realized that I could barely breathe with him so close. “I don’t think so.”

  He pushed the door opened and stepped into my room. I don’t know why I didn’t stop him, and then he crowded against me. I realized his breathing was as harsh as mine. He ran his thumb across my jaw and then brushed my hair out of my face. “It was real,” he whispered and then before I knew it he brushed his lips on mine.

  Shocked to the core. That’s what I felt. No one had ever kissed me before, and as for how first kisses should go, I say he got it right. I tried to find my buried anger, but I was grasping at nothing when he kissed me again. I hadn’t hit him the first time so he probably assumed it was okay—it was. My body shook with nerves when he shut my door and wrapped his arms around my waist pulling me against his hard body.

  I gasped, and he took advantage and slid his tongue in my mouth. I thought it would have disgusted me, but I moaned and ran my hand up his chest pulling him closer instead of shoving him away like I should have.

  When he pulled back his eyes shined, but then they widened and his hands fell from my body before he backed away and licked his lips never taking his eyes off of me.

  “I have to go,” he said and opened the door and left me standing in my room confused and thoroughly lost. I brought my fingers to my lips and groaned.

  What the hell just happened? I wasn’t that girl. I didn’t get all giggly about boys. I didn’t swoon when they kissed the breath out of me. I didn’t tingle in places I shouldn’t just because they touched me in the sweetest way, and I certainly didn’t get upset when they left me hanging. Nope, that wasn’t who I was, and as soon as the shock wore off I would build my resolve again. Wyser wouldn’t break through my walls. He caught me off guard, and I wouldn’t allow that to happen again. Cold Hannah was back. I’d work with him because I had to, but there would be no thoughts of him. No girly desires and certainly no more erotic dreams. I was Eli Nichols’ daughter for hells sake. I was the ultimate bitch with the bad ass reputation. I wasn’t the girl who fell in love with the—incredibly sexy bad boy Noxi. I closed my eyes and sighed. I had a feeling I was in a lot of trouble. I didn’t think Wyser was going to let me off the hook so easily. He seemed like the type of guy who was stubborn and always got what he wanted.

  Chapter 6

  Wyser

  I had to get out. She felt so good in my arms, and when she kissed me back and touched me so much like she had in the dream I had to go before I did something she would hate me for. I knew she wasn’t the type to drop her panties for just anyone. Hell if my dream was correct she was a virgin—meaning she had never dropped her panties for anyone, and I wasn’t going to be the one to take that from her. Oh no. Women like her guarded their virginity for unknown reasons, and I loved that. It meant she respected herself and didn’t use her body to get what she wanted. Not many human girls were like her. It only made me want her more.

  What started out as a small attraction had suddenly gotten very real. I had Dream Walked. It was my gift, but normally I had control over it. I didn’t want to jump in people’s dreams. They were private. Touching Hannah earlier had given me my in, but I hadn’t meant to. In the dreams they were just that, magical, but what happened in the dreams were real even if the other party didn’t know it. If I had finished what I had started in the dream then she wouldn’t be a virgin anymore.

  When I got back to the room my roommate Aryrs was there. He stared at me and grinned. “You okay bro? It looks like you just saw a ghost.”

  I scrubbed my hand down my face. “Nah, just dealing with some shit.”

  “Your partner is smokin’ hot, you’re lucky as hell; I’d like to rail the shit out of that pussy.” As I mentioned the other guys weren’t as polite as I was, and rage boiled over. I jumped him and slammed my fist into his face. He screamed when he felt the power behind my hit. I lifted my fist to slam him again, but was pulled from his body by my other roommate. Luckily for Aryrs the other man was strong, or I would have beaten him black and blue.

  “Don’t ever talk about her like that you piece of shit, and if you ever touch her I’ll break your fucking fingers!”

  Both
of the guys looked at me in fear, Aryrs more than Aux. His face was bloody and his lip was swollen. I stood with my fists clenched ready to resume kicking his ass if he so much as thought about Hannah again.

  “Fuck you asshole! I was just saying she’s hot.”

  Aux shook his head. “Shut the fuck up Aryrs. He’s steaming over there and you’re stupid as hell.”

  Aryrs closed his mouth and groaned. “Dammit.”

  I took a deep calming breath and flexed my fingers. My knuckles burned, but it was worth it. I might have forgotten to mention that we were quite temperamental and fought a lot. It was normal to beat the crap out of each other, but this was something more. I didn’t want him thinking about Hannah. She was mine, and I knew him. He was worse than the human males. He fucked anything with a pussy between her legs and didn’t have any qualms about sharing all the details about his conquests. It was disgusting, not just how much he disregarded how we were raised, but the women spreading for him so easily, then getting upset when he never even looked at them again.

  He held up his hands. “I get it; she’s not up for grabs.”

  I nodded and stormed out of our dorm. I needed to get some fresh air. I really wanted to go back to Hannah, but she wouldn’t understand what was going on right now. If I told her about the dream being real she would probably rip my dick off. I needed her to know more about my kind before she made any kind of judgments. With her I had to take my time and slowly weave my way into her life to the point that she didn’t even realize I’d found a way into her heart. I knew she was attracted to me, but now I needed her to like me.

  That was going to be easier said than done. I had a feeling after tonight I’d be facing the ice queen. I wouldn’t give up, and if she thought I was going to wait until Wednesday to see her than she had another thing coming. I tasted those lips for real now, and there was no way in hell I was letting her get away from me. I needed to see her while the kiss was fresh in her mind. I wanted her to remember the way I’d made her feel, not the anger she thought she had to feel for me.

  I went back inside feeling calm and went right to my bed. The others were sleep and I stripped my clothes and climbed under my sheet. As soon as my eyes closed I was with her again. This time I was aware.

  * * * *

  “Why are you in my head again?” She toyed with the end of her robe teasing me with her pale creamy skin. My mouth watered to taste her.

  “It’s a dream Hannah, you’re thinking of me.”

  She shook her head and stood. “No, something about this—it’s like its real. You said it before you left me hanging.”

  “You caught that huh?”

  “Mm, I’m not as stupid as I let people think.” She slipped the robe from her body and stood in a see-through night gown. It was white and sheer like the one before. I gulped. “If you think it’s real why are you teasing me when you really should be hitting me?”

  She shrugged. “I don’t know. It’s almost like here I can’t be mad, but just wait. When I see you, your nuts will ache and not in a fun way. For now I’m satisfied with being free.”

  “You’re beautiful.”

  She blushed and shook her head. “No I’m not.”

  I stalked towards her and stopped before I touched her skin. “No one’s ever told you that before.”

  “No.”

  “Stupid fools.”

  She laughed and the sound caressed my skin. It didn’t matter what she did. I would be aroused no matter what.

  “So how does this work, this dream thing we’ve got going on? What does it mean?”

  She was way too smart for her own good. “It’s not as simple as a meaning. It’s hard to explain.”

  She nodded and licked her lips. “Apparently we have all night.” Then she sat on the chair and crossed her legs enticing me to follow her movements.”

  “I can stop it at any point. It’s because of me. I’m sorry.” Then I disappeared.

  It was too soon, and I wasn’t ready to tell her about that part of myself. Most of the humans didn’t really know the extent of our powers. If they did people like her father would be doing more than just bullying us. She was the daughter of the man who started the whole thing. I couldn’t. No matter how much I wanted. Things were getting too real. I thought I’d toy with her, shake her up a little, but it turned out she was the one with the reins, and I was the one about to fall to my knees.

  I didn’t know if I’d be able to go on without her anymore. It was no longer a fun game because I’d just been played by a girl that made me ache like no other. She made me want things I hadn’t before, and no matter how much I thought it was only because of how hot she was, it was more, it was her plain and simple.

  Chapter 7

  Hannah

  I threw my alarm across the room and I groaned. I didn’t want to wake up. The sheet stuck to my sweaty body and I pulled it off and gasped when I saw that I was naked. I lay back and sighed. The dream wasn’t sexy, but it was real. I knew it. There was no way it was a coincidence that he popped into my dream again as soon as I shut my eyes. I’d heard rumors of course, that Noxiums were gifted. Maybe this was his gift. He seemed less than thrilled that I knew the dreams were real. He also seemed torn. I understood. In the dreams, it was like all of my reservations about letting him into my heart vanished. In the dreams I was free to feel the truth I had to hide in reality.

  I couldn’t get with him. My father would murder me. And normally I didn’t care what others thought, and my dad pissed me off and drove me insane with all his built up rage, but I got it. When you see your wife murdered by a Noxi it tended to blacken your heart to them. She was my mom, and even though I didn’t have many memories I had a hole in my heart. A place that was missing her.

  I didn’t want to think about my family, I wanted to figure out what it was I felt for Wyser. Was it because he was off limits, lust, or did I really find myself wanting him for real? I knew I was physically attracted to him, and as much as I pretended to hate his demeanor it was real. He didn’t change for anyone. Already I knew that about him. I found myself wanting to be more like him.

  I closed my eyes and sighed. My body throbbed and feeling a bit brave and incredibly turned on I slid my hand down my bare stomach and rubbed myself. I gasped at the first touch of my finger on my clit. I was sensitive and my body tensed. I’d never done this before, but I had that feeling, and I knew it wouldn’t go away until I climaxed.

  I kept my eyes shut and imagined Wyser, and apparently thinking of him called to him because then I was there in our field again.

  * * * *

  I stood in front of him and licked my lips. He stripped off his shirt as if he had no control over his actions, and I gasped. His body was perfect. His skin was dark and muscled. He had no hair and when I reached out to run my finger down his abs he grabbed my hand. “What are you doing Hannah?”

  “I want to touch you.”

  “It’s too soon princess. You aren’t ready for me, or for what I could do to you.”

  I glared at him pulling my hand from his and ripped that damned night gown off leaving me completely bare. “Fine, I’ll take care of myself then if you won’t. I need you to help me. It’s too much.”

  I lay on the grass and spread my legs. My pussy throbbed, and when I slid my finger over my clit my hips jumped. I looked at him with lust filled eyes. “Please just help me release.”

  He groaned and nodded. “I—oh god, I can’t say no.” Then he fell to his knees and crawled between my legs. The tip of his finger ran from the front all the way to the back. My body quaked and I quivered. “You’re so fucking wet princess. Oh how you tempt me.”

  He slid a finger oh so slowly inside me. I gasped at the intrusion, but it didn’t hurt like I thought it would. My hips raised on their own accord. “More,” I said and moaned.

  He worked my pussy with such practiced ease. My body shook within minutes, and when I opened my eyes I saw his heated gaze on me. I nibbled my lip. “What do y
ou want, Wyser.” I asked knowing he wanted something so badly. I felt his body shaking as he held himself back.

  He looked at me while still fingering me. “I want to taste you.”

  At the thought of his tongue on me… I came hard. I knew he felt it on his finger because he growled.

  “Taste me.”

  He didn’t need to be told twice as he removed his finger and licked his finger. His eyes flared, and then faster than I could blink he buried his face between my thighs. His tongue drove inside of me, and I screamed as he licked me in the sexiest and dirtiest way. It was a new feeling, and I found I liked it. My body tensed and my thighs squeezed his head as he brought me over the edge.

  My eyes shot open and my body convulsed. I was drenched in sweat and my body throbbed with release. I slapped my hand over my face covering the stupid silly smile. “What did I just do?” My first orgasm was in a fucking dream. But now I knew it was real, and I would never ever forget how he made me feel. Things just changed, and it was a whole new ball game now. I couldn’t be with him, not for real.

  Chapter 8

  Wyser

  Holy fucking shit. I lay in my bed and licked my lips. I could still taste her orgasm and groaned. She was going to be the death of me. She knew it was real, and this time she had pulled me to her. At first I tried to fight it, but then she moaned my name, I was helpless to fight her. I couldn’t ignore her call. And then she was there and wanting me. I could feel how much she ached with desire. Then the feel of her clenching around me turned me on so goddamn much I nearly came without even having to touch myself, but I held back long enough to take care of her.

  Man did she do things to me. If I paid attention to what was going on I would know what all this meant. I was a dream walker who had gained complete control over my powers within a month, three years ago. I had never allowed this to happen, and my control had never broken. It was Hannah. She was just some human I found attractive. I was pretty damn certain she was my mate. Go fuckin’ figure that my mate would be the world's biggest hater’s daughter. That certainly wouldn’t go over well, and my mom was going to flip shit. She had a history with Eli Nichols.