Page 7 of Rescued By the Alien Hit Man

Genetically engineered for efficiency and obedience, an awakening conscience led me to question my existence and purpose. As I sat there, watching Mia explore our temporary refuge, I realized that my protective instincts toward her had solidified my commitment to her. But what kind of future could we have together? The weight of my doubts and fears threatened to crush me.

“Are you okay?” she asked, her green eyes searching mine with a newfound vulnerability. “You seem… distant.”

I hesitated before responding, knowing that I couldn’t reveal the truth of my turmoil. “I’m fine,” I lied, forcing a smile. “Just tired from our journey.”

“Me too,” she said, and for a moment, we shared an understanding that went beyond words. The air between us crackled with tension as we acknowledged our mutual attraction—despite the danger that surrounded us.

But my desire for her would have to remain unfulfilled. As much as I longed to touch her, to feel her body pressed against mine, I couldn’t allow myself that pleasure. I was a hit man, after all—a being created for destruction, not love.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” Mia asked again, her concern for me evident in her voice. I could hear the pounding of her heart and smell her arousal, but I couldn’t let my own desires distract me from our precarious situation.

“Trust me, Mia,” I said, trying to reassure her while avoiding the full truth. “I’m fine. We just need to stay focused on staying safe.”

She nodded, but there was a hint of disappointment in her eyes. It was clear she sensed something more beneath the surface, but she didn’t push further. Instead, she moved closer, her slender fingers brushing against my hand. The contact sent a jolt of electric arousal through me, and I struggled to maintain control.

“I don’t know why you’re helping me,” she said, “but I’m grateful you did.”

“Your gratitude is unnecessary,” I said, my voice strained with suppressed emotion. “It’s my duty to protect you.”

“Is that all it is?” she asked, her gaze locked on mine. “Just a duty?”

My throat tightened as I considered how to respond. Could I admit the depth of my desire for her? That every fiber of my being screamed for me to claim her as my own?

“Maybe not,” I said, my voice barely audible. “But that doesn’t change the fact that I’m dangerous, Mia. You should be careful around me.”

“Even an honorable man would have made love to me by now,” she said, her emerald eyes darkening with desire. Her words, like a siren’s call, tempted me to lose myself in her embrace. But I couldn’t give in—not when so much was at stake.

“Please, Mia,” I said, my voice hoarse with longing. “Don’t make this harder than it already is.”

Her hand found mine in the dark, slender fingers threading between my own. A jolt passed through me at her touch, lightning dancing across nerve endings no ordinary human possessed. I stared at our joined hands, uncertainty gnawing at the edges of my thoughts.

This was dangerous. She was dangerous. I should end this now before?—

Warm lips pressed against my chest, chasing the trail of scars that marked my skin. Scars that not even my quick healing flesh could eradicate. One scar for each completed mission. A groan rumbled in my throat as sparks ignited under her mouth, racing through my body to pool in my groin.

“Be with me,” she said against my skin. “Just for tonight.”

“I will be in this cave with you all night.”

A smile turned up the corners of her mouth. “You know that’s not what I meant.”

The air in the cave crackled with tension as Mia rubbed my hardening cock through my pants. Her touch broke me. I growled, overcome by the intensity of my desire, and moved with lightning speed, gently placing Mia on the soft soil in thecave while I straddled her. She smiled, writhing beneath me, her body begging for my touch.

“I hope you’re not that fast with everything you do.”

As I quickly disrobed, Mia’s eyes widened with curiosity when she saw my chest. Anyone who had ever seen it wondered at the marks, but her gaze traveled lower and stopped at my cock. Her tongue darted out to touch her lips, and I could feel the heat from her lustful stare.

“Not everything,” I said.

I wanted to rip Mia’s clothes off, but this would be my only chance to be with her. I wanted to savor the moment. Slowly, I undressed her, each article of clothing sliding off her body like sensual torture for both of us. I kissed her flesh as I revealed it, feeling her shiver beneath my touch.

Once Mia lay naked beneath me, vulnerable and beautiful, I still waited. I wanted to worship her body, to explore every inch of her before I claimed her as my own. My fingers traced delicate patterns on her skin, igniting a fire that spread throughout our entwined bodies.

I claimed her lips in a searing kiss that left my cock twitching with need. My tongue swept into her mouth, dueling with hers, the velvety strokes sending sparks of need through me. Her hands roamed my body as if she couldn’t get enough of me, setting my skin ablaze wherever she touched. I groaned into her mouth, desire burning in my veins like molten fire.

My eyes flicked open for a moment and in the dim light of the cave, I saw the impossible.

My skin seemed to glow as if lit from within, pulsing with a subtle bioluminescence in time with the pounding of her heart. Each place her hands trailed on my body left behind fleeting bursts of color, as if her very touch could ignite my augmented cells. A fated mate. It wasn’t supposed to be possible.

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