Erotic Man Candy

by Alana Allen

  A crescendo erupted from her suddenly as she pressed her pelvis into his face. Her body shuttered as something inside of her exploded wave after wave of delicious pleasure, his mouth being the source of her happiness.

  He licked every area of her that dripped down her loins before using his tongue to blaze a trail back up her stomach. He moved up circling each nipple before giving it a quick suck, and then licked his way back to her neck, then her mouth where he gave her the hot, wet kiss she needed.

  “I have to leave for a while,” he whispered in her ear. “But I’ll be back.”

  Kadyn whimpered her disappointment and then gave him another kiss.

  “Don’t take too long. When you get back, it’s my turn.” Kadyn flashed him a toothy smile.

  Chapter 14

  Max jumped in his truck, started the engine and began driving down the long dirt road off his property. Her scent lingered on him. He inhaled deeply to savor her aroma. This human woman was an unexpected surprise in his life. He felt lucky to have her and had considered never letting her go. It would be her choice if she wanted to stay with him or not, but he knew in order for that to happen he was going to have to tell her the truth. Of course she suspected something odd about him. How could she not? He had healed her with his touch in just one night. Not to mention that he could feel her senses heightened when he touched her.

  But to come out and tell her that he was from a world light years from her own was going to take a delicate finesse to get the right words. And it wasn’t just her reaction he had to worry about. He had broken the number one rule of the mission—not to mate with human females. Not much was known about the possible outcomes of such an act between a earthling and an alien being. The goal was to protect the mission at all costs and he may have just jeopardized that.

  Max pushed these thoughts out of his mind for the time being. He wanted to remember holding her, touching her skin and feeling her convulse and react to his presence. If there was one lesson he was learning quickly about this mission it is that you can’t be human without connecting with humans.

  The front gate of the ranch was open. That was odd as Max knew he hadn’t left it open. He drove through the entrance and stopped the truck, getting out to close it when he saw movement out of the corner of his eye.

  Chapter 15

  “Hello, bitch.”

  Kadyn recognized that voice and froze. Shivers crawled up and down her spine as she knew who was behind her.

  “I almost didn’t think I would find you.” Her father moved closer to her. “So glad I did.”

  His pistol pointed at her heart as he sneered. She turned to face him.

  “You did a pretty good job of making sure I wasn’t found by anybody.” She said, disgust pouring out in every word.

  “Not good enough it seems.” He grabbed her arm, pulled her into the living room and slammed her onto the couch. “Turns out that was a good thing because you are going to tell me where you hid your sister.”

  “You’re going to have to kill me. I’ll never let you near her again.” Kadyn sat defiant unwilling to be scared of him any longer.

  “That’s mighty brave of you, girl. Brave or stupid.” He raised the gun to her head and cocked the handle back.

  Kadyn closed her eyes. Despite trying to be brave she felt sadness that she would never see Max again. She had only just found him and wasn’t willing to let him go yet. But if this was her fate she would gladly accept it to save her sister.

  A loud shot rang out in the air. Kadyn jumped expecting the bullet to kill her instantly. When it didn’t, she opened her eyes and saw her father’s expression contorted and frozen. As if in slow motion, his body fell to the floor making a loud thumping sound. Standing behind him was Max with a rifle in his hands.

  “Max!” She let out a scream before jumping up and running toward him. She thrust her arms around her neck crying into his shoulder.

  “It’s okay.” He held her tight as she let the tears fall from her face. It was obvious to him that he needed to think fast as the deputies who had been canvasing his land must have heard the shot and were now on their way.

  He held her face in his hands looking into her eyes.

  “Kadyn, we have to go-- now.”

  Chapter 16

  They ran out of the back door of the house and into Max’s truck. He put the vehicle in drive and slammed on the gas, spinning dirt with his tires as he took off.

  “Max, look!” Kadyn shouted.

  Surrounding them were a field of cop cars and deputies with their guns drawn and pointed at them. Max hit reverse and sped off toward the back entrance of the ranch, a place no one knew about but him. In his rearview mirror, he could see the police scrambling to get in their cars.

  “You have to get out of town, Kadyn.” He said.

  “You’re coming with me, right?” She asked.

  “No, we have to split up right now.”

  “What are you saying?” Kadyn looked at him, unable to believe what she was telling him.

  “It’s not safe for you if I am with you right now. We can meet up in a safe place but you have to listen to me and do what I say first.”

  Max kept his focus on the road both in front of, and behind him.

  Tears began to well up in her eyes. He was the only thing she had to look forward to anymore. He was the only shining light she had in her world and now he wanted to leave her.

  “I’m not going anywhere without you.” She said stubbornly.

  Max turned down a wooded side road covered with brush, stopped the car and waited. They heard the police sirens grow louder as they passed by them and kept going. When he was certain they were no longer being followed, he turned to her and held her hands.

  “Listen to me. You are very important and I must protect you above all others. I have to go back. There are things at the ranch that cannot fall into their hands. When I am done, I will come get you but for right now, I need you to do what I am asking you to do.”

  “You can’t go back there, they’ll kill you!” Kadyn’s tears slid down her cheeks.

  He held her face in his hands brushing away her tears with his thumbs. “Some things are worth dying for,” he began, “like you.” He kissed her hard, stifling her whimpers with his mouth.

  “I—I just can’t let you go. I can’t lose you now when I’ve only just found you. No, I refuse to give you up.” Kadyn’s voice raised in an unmovable tone that dared him to leave her.

  “Kadyn, you have become part of a very important chain of events. You must be protected above all others.” He insisted.

  “Why? What’s suddenly so important about my well-being?” She asked.

  “Because you are going to have my child.” Max looked at her squarely in the eyes until the news sank in.

  A sudden intake of breath made her gasp as her eyes widened with the realization that he was telling the truth. How could he know so soon? How could he tell when they had only shared last night together? But somehow she knew he was telling her the truth. Their bond was growing, she could feel his energy. Sometimes she thought she could hear his thoughts, but would dismiss the notion. There was definitely something about their connection that validated his words.

  Chapter 17

  The train station called all aboard for late passengers before sounding the departure signal. Kadyn sat alone next to the window staring out at the well-wishers who lingered on the platform. It was only a couple days ago she wasn’t sure if she would die, or if it even mattered to her if she did, and now she would fight to survive just to be near him again.

  She rested her hand on her belly deep in thought. There was now every reason to live. She was going to have a baby.

  A baby.

  She had never thought about being a mother before. Unlike most girls, it was never her dream growing up. Other girls played with Barbies, she had to survive and protect her sister. Now she was going to be responsible for a son or daughter of her own.

  The train g
roaned as its wheels began to move down the tracks, shaking and rattling as it moved forward. Kadyn stared out the window watching the train station disappear wondering what the future had in store for her and Max. Would they have to stay on the run from the authorities or would they eventually find peace? She decided it didn’t matter. As long as she could be with him, everything would work itself out.

  She was ready to face what this new life had in store for her.

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  Kapitel 1

  Kayden Gregory faldt på de skarpe sten, der dækker den grusvej, der sender små sten af kalksten rock ind i hendes hud. I kraft af hendes slog pusten ud af hendes lunger, og hun kravlede efter luft. Den nye diesel motor Ford truck (1843-60, da den fløj væk i mørket. En støvsky dannet bag det som baglygter forsvandt i det fjerne. Den blanding af snavs og blod i hendes mund og mindede hende om at hun var såret og alene.

  Hun stod op med hendes mave. Blodet på hendes læbe løb ned ad hendes kinder som hævelse i hendes øjne pulserede. I den kølige vind hun kunne lugte noget. Du selv, hun prøvede at fokusere sine øjne til at kigge rundt og se, hvor hun var, men mørket dækkede alt. Hun bemærkede et lys i det fjerne. Måske et hus. Hun satte den ene fod foran den anden og begyndte at gå hen mod det.

  Kayden følte hun sig ud af balance, så hun svajede i vinden. Hendes migræne var bygningen, hamrer i hendes hjerne.

  Du fortæller det til nogen, og jeg vil dræbe dig. stemme hendes far matchet rytmen i hendes dunkende hoved. Vindene tog en voldsom styrke, at skubbe hende rundt.

  Jeg vil dræbe dig. Hendes fars stemme gentog hun genoplevede han sparkede hende i maven og slår hende i ansigtet. Svimmelhed greb hende. Hun bøjede sig og Udspyede. Dårlige minder evakueret hendes krop som galde, var at slippe hendes læber. Hun tørrede sit ansigt, omhyggelige med ikke at udøve nogen form for motion, der ville fremprovokere svimmelhed igen. Hun fortsatte med at gå mod den fjerne baggrund.

  Hun havde kun holdt sin mund lukket og hun kunne ikke se hvad hun så måske ville hun ikke være her nu. Hun gjorde ondt at være uvidende om alt, hvad der var sket. Beklager og hun ønskede, at hendes far havde ikke set hende i at udspionere ham. Men hun vidste, hun kunne ikke holde mund længere. Jeg voksede op i dette hjem var forfærdeligt. Hun kunne ikke lade hende baby søster bo der længere.

  Mindst hun fik hende i sikkerhed. Kadyn begrundet i, at uanset hvad der skete med hende, i hvert fald hendes søster aldrig ville opleve sin faders vrede igen. Det er det eneste, der betød noget nu.

  Landet var ganske fladt og græsset vokser fra den var blevet spist af dyr på bedriften, men Kayden havde svært ved at gå på en lige linie. Hun udløst på en rod og snublede forsøger at fange hende, inden du falder i en slidt græs.

  Hendes ribben trykket mod hendes indre organer, hvilket gjorde det svært for hende at trække vejret, mens begge hendes ben trangt. Hun fik hendes krop til fosterets position vil smerten til at gå væk så hendes migræne intensiveres. Flashbacks af at være blevet slået af hendes far spillede igen i hendes hoved.

  Hun trykkede begge hendes hænder på siderne af hendes hoved og pressede, hvis hun søgte tryk nok, hun kunne stoppe dialogen om misbrug. Hun lagde der holder hendes ribben, snavs på hendes ansigt og beder om smerten ville stoppe, men den isnende vind ville ikke lade hende blive der for længe. Hvert vindstød havde det en bidende kulde, som frøs hende ekstremiteter. Hun var ved at miste følelsen i hendes fingre og tæer og vidste, at hun skulle fortsætte. Hun ville ikke lægge den forbi hendes far, der betyder søn af en tæve, som han var, at dobbelt tilbage og med hende.

  Hun plantede sine knæ og en hånd på jorden. Vi støtter hendes vægt, hun stod op med hende og holde hendes ribben. Et træ hegn med runde stillinger var kun få skridt væk. Hvis hun kunne komme over at huset var lige ovre på den anden side. Hun fokuserede på at tage ét skridt ad gangen, indtil hun nåede hegnet. Hun bøjede sig og gled mellem spalterne. Så hun tog hendes højre ben over hendes venstre ben gav efter og hun faldt til jorden.

  Det var nytteløst. Hendes ben ville ikke arbejde for hende mere. Smerten voksede og hun bare ikke hvorhen hun udstøde et højlydt suk. Uanfægtet, Kayden kravlet ind i huset. Hun følte sig nærmer. Trods hendes syn er sløret, så hun døren til hjemmet var åben med skærmen således at lyset kan skinne. En bølge af håb løb gennem hende. Hun tænkte, at hun måske faktisk har en chance. Hun bad om, at husejeren ville tage op og hjælpe hende.

  Opbrugt, Kadyn ikke længere kunne trække sin egen kropsvægt mod huset. Hendes syn blev mere sløret. Hun var ikke sikker, men hun syntes, at hun så en figur, der kommer imod hende. Hun rakte hånden ud i mørket mod det som alt gik i sort.

  Kapitel 2

  Max Collier stod på hans veranda på op i nattehimlen. 18 måneder i denne krop, og han var stadig læring, hvor skrøbelig den menneskelige krop. Som landmand var fint. Det tillod ham at holde sig væk fra de fleste andre folk i byen. Ingen syntes at lægge mærke til, at han havde overtaget denne mands menneskelig form. Tilsyneladende er den reelle Max Collier var indadvendt, der forsøgte at holde sig væk fra så mange mennesker som muligt, fordi ingen nogen sinde er kommet ud at lede efter ham.

  Arbejdet var hårdt. En kvæg gård var en stor opgave, og fra de oplysninger, han fik fra sit mandskab, før han kom her, de har i hvert fald ikke fortælle ham alt, hvad han behøver at vide. Heldigvis ville han ikke vente meget længere, før jeg vendte hjem og forlade denne krop.

  Han brugte sin vært, lunger og inhalerede en dyb indånding af kold luft, før langsomt udåndinger. Som hans brystkassen udvides til at tage endnu et åndedrag, han hørte en lav bande fra ude i marken.

  Forskrækket hovedet klippes i retning af lyden, som han greb sin riffel. Lyset fra huset forhindrede ham i at se meget langt, så han hvor korruption af enhver slags florerede for at få et bedre overblik.

  At træde ned fra verandaen, Max flyttes tættere på lyden. Han så en skummel figur på jorden. Fra afstand så det ud som om det kunne have været en syg ko. Han næsten straks afviste dette, da det var for lille. En kalv, måske?

  Jo tættere på han kom, jo mere han kunne se. Liggende på jorden var lang, krøllet, blond hår. Han indså, at det var en menneskelig kvindelige. Den erkendelse hun kravlede hen imod ham, hendes arm nåede i hans retning, det gav ham at bevæge sig hurtigere mod hende. Hun mumlede et eller andet og derefter besvimede.

  Hendes krop blev liggende med hovedet ned i skidtet. Han så sig omkring for at se, hvor hun kom fra, men så intet. Hans fremmede sanser registrerede ikke nogen andre mennesker, og med huset er omgivet af flere hektar jord flere meter fra en grusvej, han vidste, der var ingen andre var i miles. Hvordan kom hun ud her?

  Han flyttede hendes hår væk fra hendes ansigt, bemærker straks hendes skønhed. Da hans fingre børstet hendes kind, han kunne mærke blodet løber gennem årerne. Hendes puls var svag men stadig
pumpning. Og så var der et stød. Den bølge af elektricitet, der løb gennem hans krop var både lidt smerteligt, men alligevel spændende.

  Det er nu engang.

  Han havde ikke sine handsker på. Det var en af ulemperne ved kontakt med andre mennesker. Oplevelsen af at røre dem var 1000 gange mere følsom end et menneskes. Normalt var han i stand til at forhindre, at bære handsker og holde sig væk fra folk, men han vidste, at han var nødt til at røre ved hende, hvis han ville hjælpe hende.

  Fokus , tænkte han.