by Rosette Lex
During some of her more tedious tasks, she allowed herself to imagine what he would look like wearing only the lab coat, the flap strategically open to show his chest and abs, yet just barely covering…
“Cassie,” he said, pulling her out of her reverie. That was the first time he’d ever said her name.
“Yes?” she asked as she came to stand beside him so he wouldn’t have to yell.
“I think we’re onto something. The solution from last week along this array? It’s showing consistently positive results. Take the soil sampler and get me readouts on every specimen on this list.”
He handed her a clipboard with the charts and notes on it. As she accepted it, she reached up grab the soil sampler but instead landed her hand on top of his.
They both paused and looked at one another. A rush of blood colored her cheeks, heating her ears, and she pulled her hand back.
“I’m sorry,” she said, “I was just getting the sampler.”
“Yes, well,” he said, slowly pulling his hand down. Without another word he held out the sampler to her. Taking it, she placed it on her clipboard and went to the first specimen on the list. The clipboard clacked against the table as she set it down and took a sample from the first pot.
As she worked, she tried to sneak a glance at Mr. Moore but saw him trying to subtly look at her from the corner of his eye as he reached for something.
After that touch, she was burning up inside. She couldn’t get the image of him naked except for that lab coat out of her mind. There was no telling where this would go, but she had to try, right?
Clearing her throat, she said, “Mr. Moore?”
“Please, call me Stephen.”
“Stephen, there seems to be something wrong with the sampler.”
“What?” he asked and came to her. She held it out to him, knowing full well it worked perfectly. Stephen pressed the clip at the end and watched the twin spoons at the end open and close. “It appears to work normally.”
“That’s odd,” she said, taking the item back when he offered it. “It wasn’t closing properly when I was doing it.”
“Show me.”
“Well,” she said, and scooted to get between him and the table as she reached up. “I was reaching like this…”
Stephen came to stand behind her, his attention on her hand. It was cute the way he was so focused on work. Rising onto her tip-toes she pushed out her rear to press against the front of his pants.
At first he stepped back, thinking it an accident. Sighing a little to herself, she pulled the sampler down and played with the trigger again.
“It was doing it again.”
He came forward the step, the left half of his body suddenly touching hers as he reached over to look at the item. The breath caught in Cassie’s through to feel him so near. She edged the side of her against him as she took it back. This time before reaching up she took his hand and placed it on her hip.
“Would you mind holding me steady? It’s a bit high.”
“Yes,” he said, suddenly breathless and looked down at her body, “well.”
Cassie reached up and once more pressed the backside of her against the front of his pants. This time his hand squeezed her hip and he didn’t move. She made a show of continuing to reach while moving her hips back and forth against the front of him.
Stephen released a heavy sigh and moved himself to center behind her more, this time pressing himself back against her. Cassie lowered her hand finally and just pressed against him.
“Is the sampler still malfunctioning?” he asked, now taking hold of her hips with both hands.
She could feel him growing hard against her. The knowledge that she turned him on as much as he did her was doing wonderful things between her legs.
“Yes it is,” she said and moaned in delight at his touch, “I just don’t know what to do.” Looking back over her shoulder to him she asked, “You’re not going to fire me, are you?”
This time he dipped his hips down to press the head of himself at the crotch of her pants and slide the entire shaft of him up between her cheeks. “No, I believe the fault is not your own.”
Reaching down, she took his hand and slid it up to her breast, which he eagerly squeezed and pulled her back against him.
With his other hand, he guided her head back to face him and kissed her. The passion between them was unleashed, and she suddenly couldn’t get enough. Reaching up behind his head she pressed his lips to hers even as they ground against one another.
“I’ve wanted you since you walked in that door,” he said.
“You look so damn good in that lab coat,” she moaned against his lips.
Stephen reached a hand down inside the front of her pants. The touch of his fingertips to her wet sex sent a shock of sensation through her and she gasped, quickly followed by a moan of pleasure.
“The others,” he whispered, “they could come in at any moment.”
“We could get in such trouble,” she said, her eyes closed as he began fingering her clit.
“Terrible trouble,” he whispered in her ear.
“We better stop, then.”
“Definitely.”
His fingers worked in small, perfect circles around her clit sending intense waves through her thighs and up through her stomach.
Just as she was becoming used to it, he began alternating between the circles and moving his fingers side to side against her. The sudden change renewed the sensation and she had to hold onto both him and the table to keep herself steady.
“You have to be quiet,” he said, and she heard a zipper come undone.
“Yes sir,” she said as he pushed her forward over the table.
His fingers slipped into the bind of her pants and pulled them down mid-thigh. Inching forward, she felt the tip of him against her opening, and she knew this was it. Every day she’d wanted this, and now she was actually going to have him.
With a single thrust he entered her and she had to bite down on the heel of her palm to keep from crying out in pleasure. Already she was so wet that in just a few short thrusts the entire length of him was slick and moving in and out of her with perfect motion.
He started a heavy rhythm, his hips slapping against her rear as forced himself deep inside of her. Unable to keep herself completely silent, she moaned in small, sharp sounds.
The shelves rocked slightly, the dozens of pots making small tinkling sounds as the shifted with each thrust. The threat of all of them falling at any moment somehow made it more exciting, added to the fact that neither one of them cared.
Cassie looked behind her to see him lost in the intensity of pleasure, his eyes closed, his face a gorgeous expression of ecstasy.
When her orgasm came, it forced the walls of her to squeeze against him. Suddenly his fingers dug into her hips, his thrusts increasing rapidly. Grunting she felt him climax inside of her, the warmth of it filling her.
For a time they stood motionless as they caught their breath, both enjoying the sensation of what had just happened.
The rest of the day was spent in pleasant enjoyment. Now that it was out in the open how they felt about one another, neither could stop smiling.
The rude arrogant way he spoke to her was gone. Now instead he asked her to do things politely, even sometimes going so far as to show her how simply so he would have an excuse to touch her and press his body against her once more.
That night as she was driving home from the laboratory along a long stretch of road through the woods, she saw Stephen standing in the middle of the street.
Cassie slammed on the brakes to keep from hitting him, her headlights flooding him with light. He stood motionless, his posture hostile with his hands out to the side and his head tilted down. It was almost as though he was glaring at her.
“Stephen?” she called out after rolling down her window. “What are you doing here? I thought you were still at the lab?”
Then, looking around, she noticed there was no ca
r anywhere near the road. Stephen walked around the side of the car to her door and pulled it open.
“Come with me,” he said.
“Wait,” she said even as he reached in and unbuckled her. “What’re you doing? How did you get out here?”
“I have something very important I have to tell you. Come with me.” His hand clamped around her wrist like a vise, and turning, he dragged her from the car as he walked into the forest.
“Wait, Stephen, I don’t understand. What’s happening?”
“I have to tell you something, but it’s important that you come with me.”
“Tell me what? Why now?”
Instead of answering he merely continued tugging her behind him. Every time she lagged a step he would jerk on her wrist to send her forward a few quick steps.
The warmth he’d had just earlier that day seemed to be gone. Even the mysterious way he held himself had vanished. Now there was just this overpowering man forcing her deeper and deeper into the woods.
When he did look back at her, the only thing she could see on his face was lust. The lick of his lips, the way his eyes shamelessly looked to her breasts or legs. They’d had a beautiful moment before, but now he was practically assaulting her just by the way he looked at her.
As they passed between the branches of the trees, in a flash of moonlight, she caught a glint of grey in his eyes. Didn’t Stephen have blue eyes?
Finally they reached a cabin. Without any pomp or ceremony, he opened the door to the cabin and shoved her inside. Cassie stumbled forward a few steps and caught her balance against the back of the couch. Behind her, the door clicked as Stephen locked it behind him. Again, his eyes roamed her body as though he was already taking her.
“Prepare yourself.”
“For what?” she asked, unconsciously covering her lady parts with her arms as though it would stop the way he looked at her.
“I’m claiming you tonight.”
“Stephen, I don’t understand. What’s happened to you?”
Stephen tossed his head back and laughed as he began taking slow steps towards her. “What? Did you truly believe I had feelings for you?”
“Well, I…” she moved away from him, taking a step back with every step he made forward. “I thought, I mean when you touched me...”
“Stupid humans and your emotions.”
“Humans?” she asked, confused.
“So naïve. You’re only here to be used. Used for pleasure. That’s what you’re here for now.”
“That’s it,” she said, stomping a food for emphasis. “I’m done listening to you. Let me go, now!”
Again Stephen laughed, dark and cruel. “You can never leave here.”
All of the happiness she’d felt just moments before turned sour inside of her. It had all been a trick to lure her here? Refusing to just let him do all of this, Cassie ran to one of the windows of the cabin and tried to open it.
Suddenly the glass turned black as shadowy tentacles reached out for her. Cassie screamed and recoiled away even as Stephen laughed.
When he took a few quick steps to advance on her, she threw a book from a nearby shelf at him and ran for the door. A wall of electrical exploded in the air near her forming a wall.
Unable to stop in time, she touched the wall and a shock went through her arm. It wasn’t enough to injure her, but she knew that if she tried to force her way through it would do a lot of damage.
Slowly she turned toward Stephen and his laughter. “What are you?”
Grinning evilly, he raised a hand and slowly closed the fingers into a fist. As he did, the light in the cabin dimmed to almost nothing. His eyes, once grey, now glowed purple in the darkness.
“I…” he began, but then the door behind her exploded.
She screamed, throwing up her arms to protect herself, but all of the splinters stopped in midair and formed a wooden ball that fell to the side. In through the open doorway stepped… Stephen?
He stood, his eyes glowing blue in the darkness, his white lab coat flowing around him.
“Stay away from her!”
The evil Stephen spat out something angrily in another language. “The female is mine. I shall impregnate her and make her mine.”
“What is going on?” Cassie shouted, looking from one to the other.
“This,” the new Stephen said as he pointed to the evil one, “is my twin brother, Jared. My jealous twin brother!”
“Jealous? Hah! You’re a spoiled fool. You’ve not earned anything in your entire worthless life.”
“I am the lord of my people back on our home planet,” Stephen said to Cassie as he moved to stand between her and his brother. “Chosen by the people to guide them into an age of enlightenment. I’ve come here to study the humans and help pave the way for our peoples to meet and coexist in this galaxy.”
“Not when I take your place and produce her child as my heir,” Jared said.
Before Stephen could reply, Jared threw his hands forward and a shower of sparks near engulfed Stephen. A wall of glowing blue blocked the sparks, sending them off in all directions. Stephen then brought his fist up in a mock upper-cut and opened his hand. And explosion of light burst in front of Jared’s face, blinding him and nearly blinding Cassie who couldn’t look away.
As her eyes adjusted she heard crashing, the air filling with the smell of burning ozone as though lightning had struck in the middle of the cabin. When she could finally see again, she saw Stephen looming over Jared, the evil man on his knees as their hands were locked in a battle of force.
Blue and purple light exploded from their hands as Stephen overpowered his brother.
Then, the evil twin’s eyes shot open as he lost control. With a short cry cut off by an explosion, he was swallowed by Stephen’s power and disappeared.
The lights in the cabin came back to life as though nothing had happened, and Stephen stood panting.
“Is he…?” Cassie asked.
“Gone.”
Sobbing, she ran to his side and threw her arms around his neck. “He was so mean. I thought, I mean he said that you… you didn’t actually have feelings for me.”
He took her face in his hands and pulled her away to look into her eyes. “That’s not true. Actually, I shouldn’t have feelings for you, as it could interfere with the work I’m trying to do. But from the moment I saw you, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you. You were unexpected, but I’m glad for what happened.”
“Oh Stephen,” she said, looking into those bold blue eyes, “so am I. I don’t even care if you’re an alien. I want to be with you.”
With that, they kissed. At first it was to be a simple kiss as an affirmation of how they felt, but it quickly built into so much more. Their hands were suddenly at one another’s clothes, pulling them free of one another. He pressed his body against her and pushed her back against the couch.
She fell to the cushions even as they removed their shirts and pants. Just as she’d hoped, she saw his perfectly sculpted body. Stopping for a moment she ran her fingers along the hard lines of his abs before he fell to his knees and pulled her forward on the couch.
Reaching behind her she grabbed onto the back of the couch for support as he entered her. The lovemaking began quickly, both burning with desire for the other. As he leaned forward to continue kissing her, supporting his weight with a fist on either side of her body, she wrapped her legs around his middle.
The fire now burning hot between them he began thrusting wildly. No longer concerned with anyone hearing this far out in the woods, they both moaned and called out their pleasure to one another.
As her climax rose to an unbelievable height, she screamed his name as it crashed against her. She thrust up against him over and over as she came, pulling his own orgasm from him, and he grabbed ahold of her sides as he did. Grunting and pressing deep inside, he claimed her as his own.
His own alien queen.
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PREVIEW OF “TAKEN BY THE
ALIEN ALPHA” By Rosette Lex
Chapter 1
The light from the streetlamps shone circular patches over the darkened parking lot. Marlena stared at the few remaining cars. Everyone else had left hours ago. Stupid Valentine project. Every night this week. I’m the first one here and nearly the last to leave. Pulling her keys out of her thrift store bag, she started across the concrete to her little red car.
The cool night air enveloped her as she strode away from the building, making her realize just how alone she was. Her black, pencil skirt hugged her curves, but provided little protection from the chill.
“Yes, this was a good idea. Why didn’t you take the security guard up on his offer to walk you out? Because the likelihood of an old, round man scaring anyone off was slim.” She realized she was talking to herself out loud. Maybe whatever crazy person was hiding in the dark would think she was talking to a friend via Bluetooth and decide not to decapitate her and leave her for dead. Stop it, girl. There’s no one out there. It’s just your imagination. Besides, curvy girls are an acquired taste.
Marlena pressed a button and her car lit up; the click from the doors audible in the silence. Her hand reached to open the door, when a loud rustling erupted from behind her office building. An animal? A creaking sound joined the rustling noise. A really big animal? She swallowed hard. Paranoia gave way to a trickle of fear.
As quickly as it came, the noises stopped. Nothing but quiet. Wait, even the crickets are quiet. Marlena ripped open the door and threw her purse into the passenger seat. That’s when she heard the faint mewling coming from the woods. It sounded like a wounded animal. Or maybe a child? Her heart ached. The wailing of something or someone in extreme pain and agony attacked her soul. Nothing should suffer so much.
Snatching a purple pullover from her backseat, Marlena took only her keys and her phone. Her black heels would hate her for traipsing through the woods, but she couldn’t ignore the troubling sound. With only her ears to guide her, she followed the sound deeper and deeper into the forest. Her brain warred with itself, wanting to call out to whatever was in pain, but quietly screaming that silence was safer. And then he was there.
