Page 11 of Alien Abduction for Pirates
I set a fast pace, knowing I won't last long, not after the torture of probing her. I should get an award for my restraint. But now there's no holding back. We rise together, travelling as fast as starlight, our bodies conjoined, our breaths as one.
6
May
Iwake up in the arms of an alien and it feels fantastic. I'm slightly sore, but it's a good kind of soreness, reminding me of all we did together. After the probing, Aedan took me to his cabin and introduced me to the most amazing bed ever. It reminds me of a waterbed on Earth, shifting beneath me with every movement, but it also supports me in all the right places. I'm convinced it changed temperature too, keeping us cool while we were creating our own heat and then warming me when the room's cold air conditioning woke me up. There's no blanket, but I don't know if that's Aedan's preference or if blankets and duvets are a human thing. If I'm to stay here, I will certainly demand one. Even if the bed keeps me warm, I need something to snuggle under. Right now though, I've got an alien to snuggle with.
Aedan's eyes are closed and his breathing is slow. He looks even more gorgeous when asleep. Not having a blanket means his entire body is on display. Hisnakedbody. I resist the temptation to run my hands over his chest. His ten-pack would make any human male wild with jealousy. And let's not even talk about his cock. Even now that he's sleeping, his cock is half-erect and looks ready to plunge into my depths. I wonder if he's having a sexy dream or if this is normal for him. I need to learn more about Aedan, about Fervens.
But will I? For that, I'll have to stay.
I pretend I have a choice. If he asked me, would I want to go back to Earth? Or would I want to leave him at the next space station, forging my own destiny in the universe?
I turn away from Aedan and look up at the ceiling. His beauty is distracting me. Especially his horns. They make me want to touch them whenever my gaze falls on them. It's like they're calling to me. I shake my head. What a silly thought.
Back on Earth - or Peritus, as the aliens call it - I was ready to end it all. Now, I've been given a chance of a new life. I can start from the beginning again. Make new friends, explore new places, find somewhere to call home. I can reinvent myself. Get rid of all the things I didn't like about me and create a new May. I could call myself June.
It was a running joke in my family. If I did something wrong, my mum would say that June would know better in future. If I succeeded at something, she'd praise how much better I was than April.
Now, I could become June for real. A new me, risen from the ashes, with no past and a wide-open future. All the possibilities.
But I'm being too optimistic. Just because I'm no longer on my home planet doesn't mean that my depression will just vanish. I've had it since I was a teenager. There are good months and bad months, good days and bad days. Most people have no idea how much I suffer until I do something stupid like jumping off a cliff. It wasn't the first time I'd tried to end my life. As much as I want to believe that my new surroundings will heal me, I have to be realistic. Especially now that I don't have my meds. I've not thought of that until now. They didn't always help, not as much as I wanted them to, but I think they did make a difference. Maybe the aliens have an antidepressant that's more effective. Maybe they even have a way to cure depression. But do I really want to tell them about it? I'm not sure if there's a stigma about it here like there is on Earth. I only ever confided in my best friends and my family. My fiancé knew, but I didn’t tell him right away. At work, nobody was aware of my issues.
"Go back to sleep,"Aedan mutters groggily.
"How did you know I'm awake?"
"My horns are tingling. You're thinking too hard."
"Your horns?" I turn onto my side and give him a quizzical look. "Don't tell me you can read my thoughts."
"No, sadly I can't. I'd love to know what you think about last night."
I smile at him. "You only have to ask."
With a tired groan, he turns to me and his golden eyes sparkle with mirth. "Did you enjoy the probing?"
"Surprisingly, I did. But I liked what followed even more."
"I don't think I can remember. Maybe you should show me? It might jog my memory."
A chuckle escapes me. "That's a pretty good pick-up line."
"I don't need to pick you up. You're already in my bed. And you're going to stay here, little human, until I've ravished you again and again."
Heat pools between my legs. I flick my gaze at his cock and swallow hard when I see how much he's grown already. Yes, I'm sore, but that won't stop me. I've never had better sex than with him and I'm going to take full advantage of that. Who knows how long it'll last. If I leave, I'll at least have the memory of how amazing sex can be. That's the beautiful thing about memories. You can take them with you wherever you go, relive them, savour them as often as you like. Sadly, too often the bad memories prevail, pushing away the good ones.
"Why are my horns tingling again? What are you worried about?"
"What exactly can your horns do?" I retort with no intention of answering his question.
Aedan sighs. "They can detect tension and worry in others. Only when I'm close, though, like I am with you now. Not every Ferven can do that. Yet another reason why I'm special."
He winks at me, suddenly looking very human. If you ignore his purple skin, golden eyes, curled horns, oversized cock and ten-pack. Basically, he looks human if you squint, unfocus your eyes and tip your head sideways.
"Now tell me what's wrong," he says softly. It's not a demand, it's a gentle encouragement. I think he genuinely cares. But that's too early, right? I was abducted only a day ago. Crazy how much longer it feels. Like an eternity.
"I don't know what to do," I reply after a moment. It's a vague answer, but it's all I can say for now. I don't want to reveal too much. I don't even know this male. I've explored his body, but his mind is still a mystery.
