by Pixie Moon
Her heart is beating wildly. I don’t want to scare her, but I have to let her know how it’s going to be.
A determined glint enters her bright blue eyes. “Can’t we talk about it? Rogan needs me. We are a team.”
The thought of her wanting to go home to another male has my blood heating. “Who is Rogan?”
Hope enters her eyes. She has no idea how quickly I plan on smashing her dreams of going back to an inferior human male. She is mine.
She takes a deep breath and I notice the pulse in her neck slows. “Rogan is my rellie. He needs me. We are a team. You are part of a team. Surely you can understand that I have to go home.”
I’m the only team member she’ll need from now on. “What is a rellie?”
“My family. Rogan is my little brother. He needs me.” Her sweet voice is pleading. I can’t let it get to me.
“How old is he?” I have no intention of taking her back, but a soft unwanted part of me needs to know how old her brother is.
Kanda places her small hand on my chest as her eyes plead for help. “He’s eighteen. Now do you see why I have to get back to him?”
Eighteen! He’s a young man. “No, I don’t see the need for your return.” At her hurt look something in my chest twists. “He is no longer a child. Rogan is a young man. Just like you, he will have to accept the changes in his life. This will make him stronger.”
She has to see the truth of my words. Males need to be strong and capable of handling all change. So do grown females.
“You can’t be serious,” she protests. A cute frown forms on her brow.
Being protective, frowning, smiling, crying out in ecstasy—I like all sides of her.
I sniff her neck and enjoy my scent on her. I kiss the pulse on her neck and smile when she shivers. I long to mate her, but now is not the time.
“Your life is now connected to mine, Kanda Oistin.” I give her a moment to process my words. “You are my sesien min.”
“What exactly is a sesien min?” she asks with a touch of worry in her voice.
“It means you are here for my pleasure and my health. In return, I take care of your needs. It is good for both of us.” Now she should understand her place and be happy.
The little frown doesn’t leave her brow. “So a sesien min is a sex-slave or a sex toy. What happens when you get tired of me? Do you just pass me on to someone else? Someone who is curious about doing the naughty with me.”
“There is no need to be so dramatic. The males and females on a craft regularly see mating and most of the time the males watching come as well. It is good for everyone. No secrets. No jealousy.” I smooth over the frown lines between her dark red brows. “When I decide it’s time for us to part ways, I will find you a new protector.”
There, she should be at ease now. Although a strange part of me doesn’t like the idea of ever getting rid of her. After we’ve mated a few more times I’m sure the odd feeling will go away.
When her frown doesn’t go away, I ask, “What is wrong?” Humans can be tough to read.
“I don’t like being thought of as a sex toy. I have a brain, you know?” Blue flames practically shoot from her eyes. I like it.
She struggles so I take her to the couch and sit with her in my lap. “Don’t be mad, little human. Being a sesien min is an important job and it’s one that can bring great pleasure.” I cup her face and stare into her eyes. “This life is better than being eaten by a towpeg or becoming the slave of a vicious finkinian. Here you will be well cared for. Do you understand me, Kanda?”
At her slight nod, I press her head against my chest and let her breath in my calming scent. I admit that smelling myself on her makes me feel better as well. With time she will become comfortable in her new home—in her new life.
She takes a shuddering breath. My heart aches for her. “How long do I have before you don’t want me anymore?”
The quiver in her voice raises my protective side. “Not for an extremely long time.” As I stroke her soft hair and relish the feel of her in my arms, I worry about how quickly she is getting under my skin and my unnatural reaction to her.
CHAPTER
7
~ Kanda ~
♥
A beeping comes from the wide dark band around Klimen’s forearm. He stops looking at the screen he was studying and presses a button on the band. He seems to be reading something.
When a worried frown draws his dark purple brows together my heart picks up its pace. Something is wrong, I just know it.
For the last few hours he’s been in his office acting like he has no intention of leaving. Even though he is strange to me, I like having him around. His presence comforts me. What he said is true. If any other alien had bought me my life would have gone down a horrible path. I shudder at the thought of all of those scary beings milling around the sell-block.
When he stands, I get up from the couch. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing for you to worry about. I have to go to work for a little while. I want you to rest while I’m gone.” He grabs me up and sniffs my neck. I inhale his scent and a sense of calm soothes my nerves.
He releases me and puts on a pair of sturdy black boots. No socks. I wonder about that but not for long.
At the door he turns and looks me over with approval in his eyes. “Rest. I’ll be back soon.”
He leaves and then I hear the muffled words, “Lock now.”
What? Did that alien bastard just lock me in? I raise my hand and press the panel that opens the door to the corridor. The door doesn’t open. That rat.
Since the dishes are clean and I’m locked in, I go to our bedroom and lay down on the silky gold comforter. His scent makes me happy and pisses me off all at the same time. One part of me is falling for him faster than I thought ever possible and the other part of me is annoyed as hell at him.
He is overbearingly to the point. I’m his until he says otherwise. An insane part of me is hurt that he doesn’t want me forever. I should be glad, but I’m not. Augh. Why does he have to affect me so strongly? Ever since I met him, Klimen Trillobe has dominated my thoughts and my life. I long to wander around in the bush where I can think. How can I think when I’m locked up in his quarters?
He locked you in to protect you, my inner voice whispers. I guess it could be dangerous to wander around on an alien spacecraft, I grudgingly admit to myself. My life is so messed up right now.
I’m unnaturally attracted to my temporary owner. All I can hope is that with time this unwanted attraction will go away or I can find my way back to Earth. That would work too.
I sit up in bed when I feel the spacecraft descending. I clutch a gold and blue pillow to my chest and hold my breath. My stomach tightens when I feel the craft tremble slightly as it touches down.
Down where? Why are we landing? Am I about to be replaced already? Could we be on Earth? No, I don’t think so. Klimen was resolute about me not going back there. The asshole.
When he’s done with me, he should take me home. I shiver as I recall what his body can do to mine. The way he can make me ache and then give me the sweetest release. I don’t like the title he gave me. No, when I’m done with him, he should take me home.
Will you ever be done with him? a voice deep within me whispers. The pulse between my legs starts throbbing in need at the question and my heart aches just a little.
He has me so twisted up that I don’t know what to do or how I should behave. Society says I should hate him, but my heart just can’t tag that emotion to him. My foolish heart is falling for my alien owner and there is nothing I can do to stop it. Guess I won’t be following the dictates of society. I never liked society much anyway.
As the time slips by, I decide to go with the flow. I’ll hide my crazy attraction to him as best I can. That should even the playing field. If he breaks my heart, I damned sure don’t want him to know it.
The humming of the engines gets louder and then I feel the craft start moving upward. I
clutch a pillow to my chest as we fly away from whatever planet we were on.
Questions sprint through my mind. Why did we stop? What is Klimen’s job? Did he leave the ship? Did he buy anymore females? That thought is very displeasing. I don’t know if I can be nice to another female. Especially if she is as taken by him as I am. Fuck getting pushed aside. I’m not going anywhere until I’ve had my fill of him. He bought me now he can keep me. I don’t care if he gets buyer’s remorse later or not.
The questions and concerns loop over and over in my mind. I have no idea of how much time has gone by. Worry is eating me up. When I hear Klimen unlocking the door, I spring to my feet and go into the living room.
His gaze travels over my nude body and a sexy smile curls his masculine lips. After hours upon hours of being naked I’m strangely getting used to it. Desire swirls around my core at the heat in his eyes.
It takes me a minute to remember that I’m supposed to be mad at him. Plus I was terribly worried that he was going to bring another female home. I look around him and sigh in relief when I don’t see any females.
The door closes behind him with a whoosh. I immediately start questioning him. It’s time for him to find out that I’m no wilting flower.
~ Klimen ~
My little human is adorable when she’s all riled up.
The flush to her freckled chest and cheeks is heating me up. My cock starts to swell as she starts in on me. “Rizpa nin!” I need her right now.
“What planet did we land on? Was is planned or not. I don’t think it was planned. You didn’t bring home any other females did you? Have you seen Niya? Is she okay? Can I see her? What is rizpa nin?” Kanda stops talking when I start stripping out of my clothes.
Good that’s just how I want her. Flushed with need and ready to please. Her gaze is locked on my cock. I sit on the couch and pull her down so that she is straddling my thighs and her sweet pussy is firmly pressed against my erect flesh.
She rocks her hips and shivers as her clit presses into my steely shaft. She stills and then shakes her head. When she tries to slide back I grip her hips firmly and rock into her already wet slit.
She shudders and then blows out a harsh breath. “I need you to answer my questions, Klimen. What was going on? Is Niya alright? I’d like to see her.”
Her passion and loyalty twist something deep within my chest. I admire her. She is no weakling. The stubborn look in her eyes lets me know that I better answer her questions if I want to get some good mating time in.
For her, I’ll do it.
I rock her bundle of nerves into my erection as I begin answering her. “We landed on Zrom for some supplies. I didn’t buy any more females. I don’t need any other female while we are together. Niya is fine. And yes, you get to see her in a few cycles. Rizpa nin shows emotion so does grauling and drikner.”
I nibble on her neck as I try to get her so heated up that she’ll forget about talking. Niya had been horribly sick but with the medicine we got from Zrom she is now doing better. Within a few cycles she should be one hundred percent back to normal. At least I hope she is for her sake as well as my brother’s.
Kanda moans and starts rubbing her wet folds all over my cock. I lap at the freckles on her breasts and glory in the way her nipples firm up and poke out like they are begging to be sucked. I am more than willing to answer her body’s physical request.
As I suck, lick, and nip at her pretty pink nipples, I feel her mating juices start to coat my entire erection. I love how wet and tight her hot little pussy is. She is the most addicting female I’ve ever encountered.
The delicious tingle running up my spine has me panting. Needing more, I raise her up and slide my crown into her slick entrance. Her hot flesh stretches wide as I press her down and thrust my hips up.
The little catch in her breath as I sheath myself inside her turns the tingle in my spine into a vibration that threatens to push me over the edge. The powerful pull of my orgasm has me lifting her up so I can thrust in and out of her wet core. Her moans get louder as I plunge in and out of her pink flesh.
“Klimen.” Her whisper begs and mesmerizes me.
Carnal need forces a low growl from me. I speed up and invade her hot wet body more vigorously. The way her inner muscles flutter and seduce my cock has my crown throbbing.
Her trembling body and constant moans urge me to plunder her slight form and come inside her. When her fingernails press into my shoulders I shudder and drive my aching erection into her twice more.
I bury my cock fully into her quivering pussy. A sharp passionate current passes between us when my rospet latches onto her swollen clit.
“Oh, oh, ooh,” she cries as her body convulses and more of her mating juices flood my cock.
I rock into her a little deeper and growl as her rippling pussy forces me to come. My whole body shakes as my seed rushes from my body and saturates hers. Pinning her to me, I float in a starry haze of pure ecstasy.
For long moments I glory in the pulses still chasing around in my body. When Kanda shifts, I nip her neck and inhale my stronger scent on her. A wave of satisfaction courses through me.
“Wrap your legs around me,” I say right before I stand. With her legs wrapped tightly around me, I walk into the sleeping chamber and climb onto the bed. Keeping my cock buried deeply inside her, I lay on my back and bask in the feel of her body surrounding my cock and her slight weight pressing into my body.
I sigh contentedly as I close my eyes. “It doesn’t get better than this.” At her mumbled agreement, I snuggle deeper into the silky golden covers and grip her tighter to me. She is mine.
CHAPTER
8
~ Kanda ~
♥
I’ve been with Klimen for three days and away from Earth for five days. It feels like I’ve been away for years. I feel like I’m losing myself and finding myself all at the same time.
Klimen Trillobe makes me feel different. I can’t get enough of him. I’m falling hard for him even though I know I shouldn’t. But he brings out a wild side in me that is exhilarating.
The way he looks at me and the soft growls he makes when we make love is addicting. The two lovers I had before were nothing compared to what I have with Klimen. Those mates were just scratching an itch and I was doing the same thing.
Being with Klimen is more than scratching an itch. After his comment about it not getting better than this while we cuddled, I have to wonder if he feels the connection between us that I feel.
I shift on the golden couch and run my finger along the blue trim that edges the plush couch cushion. The soft fabric feels good against my nude body. The couch takes up most of the space in the small living room. But then my mate has to be a good 200 centimeters tall. He needs a big sturdy couch.
I squirm as I recall how big he is in other areas. I’m a little sore from doing the naughty with him. I like the reminder of what we do together—of how he makes my body sing.
I watch him as he works. He is so focused I get to watch him type and tap for a long while without him being aware. At this moment he is my only entertainment. Hmm. This arrangement won’t work for me forever. I need things to do.
I sit up straighter when he stops tapping and enters the living room. A knock at the door has me jumping up and heading to the bedroom. I don’t mind being naked in front of him but I’m not a strong enough nudist to want to be seen by strangers.
I hear his laughter as the bedroom door closes. The bastard.
Through the door I hear him talking to someone and then I hear the door close. I step out and then jump when I see a new to me bloke. I squeak and go back into the bedroom. I press my hand to my chest as if I can manually slow my wildly beating heart. I wish I could.
