Page 10 of Rescued By the Alien Hit Man

Heat suffused my cheeks. Of course, he knew. He was here when all the fantastic sex was happening. I didn’t imagine it ordream it. The sweet aches in my limbs told me every thrust, every moan, every caress had been as real as the luminescent plants I studied.

“Come on,” Cikarius said, his voice gentle but firm. “We need to get moving. The slavers will be looking for us.”

I sighed, content to remain here forever if it meant keeping him inside me - body and soul. But he was right; there would be time to explore this blossoming bond once we were safe from those who hunted us.

As we got dressed and started packing our belongings, I admired the way the light spilling into the cave played across Cikarius’s sculpted form. His violet skin was even more alluring now, and I decided purple was my new favorite color.

Once clothed, I rifled through the contents of my pack. My samples and research were intact, thankfully, though I mourned the loss of my communicator. There was no way to contact the station or request emergency transport without it. We were on our own until we could find help.

I went through my computer and samples, ensuring that nothing important was lost. A sudden pang of sadness hit me as I thought of Amund. I couldn’t let his death be in vain, and that meant being meticulous and methodical with my research.

As I delved deeper into the data and documents, a few disturbing documents caught my eye. Positive the missives were meant for someone else, I read them and gasped. They’d been left on a server that I had access to yet rarely used. Corporate espionage? I didn’t have time to delve into it in depth, but I would get to the bottom of it.

“What’s wrong?” Cikarius asked.

Warmth from the proximity of his body flooded me, creating a calming effect. I pointed to the screen on my laptop. “Corporate espionage.”

“Of course,” Cikarius said. “That explains why someone hired the slavers to get you.”

I nodded, feeling a newfound determination to uncover the truth. As we delved deeper into the evidence, connecting the dots and piecing together the puzzle of the espionage, I couldn’t help but marvel at how well Cikarius and I worked together. Despite our vastly different backgrounds and abilities, we shared an unbreakable connection that only grew stronger with each passing moment.

“To sentence me to a fate worse than death with the slavers? For what? Enhanced weapons?”

Deiridh Airm Solutions only had one rival on Alfataken Station. Maith Airm Weapons.

He leaned toward me, but didn’t touch me. We both knew that would be dangerous. My body craved his touch again, and we couldn’t afford to stay in the cave much longer.

“I won’t let anyone hurt you.”

“I believe you.”

“We need to get moving,” Cikarius said, his voice tinged with urgency.

I nodded in agreement. “You’re right; we can’t risk staying here any longer.”

We quickly gathered our belongings and prepared to continue our journey. As I watched Cikarius effortlessly sling his pack over his shoulder, a newfound appreciation for his muscular form washed over me.

“Are you ready?” Cikarius asked, his voice pulling me from my reverie.

“Yes,” I replied, my resolve strengthened by the task ahead. “Let’s get off this moon.”

Together, we emerged from the cave and ventured deeper into the treacherous jungle, determined to protect my researchand ourselves from the ever-present dangers that lurked around every corner.

As we continued through the dense jungle, I felt a growing sense of unease. The weight of our discoveries had taken its toll on both of us. Discovery of the corporate espionage and the implications it had for my work and my life consumed my thoughts.

The path ahead of us grew increasingly treacherous, and I clung to Cikarius as we navigated through the dense foliage. The sounds of unseen creatures surrounded us, their eerie calls a constant reminder of the danger lurking in the shadows.

As day turned into night, the jungle transformed before our eyes. The bioluminescent plants took center stage, casting a breathtaking glow that illuminated our surroundings. The beauty of the scene was almost surreal, yet the ever-present danger kept us on high alert.

“Maybe we should rest for a while,” Cikarius suggested, noticing my growing exhaustion. We found a small alcove hidden among the trees, providing us with a temporary sanctuary from the perils of the jungle.

Cikarius’s muscular arms enveloped me, pulling me close to his chest. Our bodies fit together perfectly, and I marveled at the intimate connection between us. Despite our dire circumstances, I felt an overwhelming sense of peace and security in his embrace.

It was too risky to do what I wanted to do with Cikarius, so I picked up my laptop and dove into the documents I’d found earlier. Denial still floated in my mind, unable to reconcile what I knew of my colleagues with the extent of the betrayal I suffered. And Amund had died for.

As we continued examining the evidence, a growing sense of unease settled in my shoulders. The full extent of the conspiracy and the danger I was in became increasingly clear. It wasn’t justabout my research anymore—it was about my life. I glanced at the luminescent flora samples in the backpack, their ethereal glow casting an eerie light across our makeshift workspace in the alcove. Their beauty and uniqueness were undeniable, but I couldn’t ignore the potential for disaster if they fell into the wrong hands as advanced bioweapons.

“Can you imagine what they could do with these?” I asked Cikarius quietly, gesturing towards the glowing plants. “It’s terrifying.”

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