Page 12 of Alien Abduction for Pirates
"I'd suggest you could kiss my cock again like you did last night, but I don't think that's what you're talking about." He grows serious and his eyes turn darker, like pools of molten gold. I could drown in those eyes. "Are you worried about what happens next? About how you'll fit in as my mate?"
"I'm not your mate," I say automatically.
"Maybe not now, but you will be. I don't have the slightest doubt about that. When I look at you, I see a kindred spirit. You may be a strange alien from a backwater planet, but you're resonating with me. I can feel it in my horns. We're made for each other, little human, and nothing in the universe can keep us apart."
A pleasant shiver runs down my back. He's serious. He really thinks we're meant to be together. I wish I could let go of my doubts and simply believe that. But that's not me.
"For now, we're going to continue with the lessons the IGU has mandated. Professor Katila has given me a list of what we need to do and-"
I sit up straight, staring at him in shock. "Did they film us?" I ask with a strangely squeaky voice. "Did they watch us?"
I'd really like a blanket now to hide under until the end of time.
He gently takes my hand and pulls me back down. "No, they didn't. There are no cameras in my cabin. They did record the probing, but I adjusted the camera angles before we abducted you. They mostly saw my back."
I look at him, a strange warmth surrounding my heart. He didn't have to do that, yet he did. He protected me from the cold, exposing eyes of the cameras.
"Thank you," I half-whisper.
"Even if I hadn't done it then, I would now. I get angry at the very thought of them watching us. Seeing your naked body. I want to be the only male who gets to gaze at your beauty."
"That's not your decision to make. You don't own me."
Aedan inclines his head. "You are right. It's the other way round. You ownme."
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Aedan
I want to say so much more to her, but Professor Katila's voice interrupts my train of thought. While she has no cameras in my room, she does have access to the intercom.
"I have some feedback to share with you about the probing," she says without a greeting. "And since this will be great content for the course, I need you to go to a room with a camera. Now. Bring the abductee. I have questions for her."
I glare at the empty space in front of me, wishing I could tell that annoying Karangi what I think of her interruption.
"What does she have on you?" May asks. "Why do you let her command you around?"
"It was this or ten galaxy-standard years on a prison planet. I thought it was the easier option. Now I'm not so sure." I grimace and slide off the bed. "I'd invite you to the bathroom to get clean, but I doubt the Professor will grant us that time. Later, I promise. I want to worship your body from top to bottom."
Her eyes widen at my words and her pupils dilate. It pleases me how much she reacts to me. It's clear that she craves me as much as I do her. I want to bury myself in her tight wetness again, mate with her, claim her, but it will have to wait.
She follows me off the bed, but she looks lost and unsure.
"What's wrong?" I ask.
"I don't have anything to wear. My clothes are still where you probed me."
"I keep forgetting that you're not from a modern civilisation. If we had time, I'd let you choose an outfit from the fabricator, but for now, the Magic Wand™ will have to do."
She snorts. "Magic wand? I don't think you mean the same kind of wand I'm thinking about." Her eyes flick to my cock and I'm instantly desperate to know what wand she means. But again, no time. Curse that unfeeling three-eyed academic.
I pull the device from a drawer and show it to her. "The Magic Wand™ is the opposite of the Liqu1fier™. Same company. It creates matter from seemingly nothing, although I know that's not true. I'm not techy enough to understand how it does what it does, but luckily it's very easy to operate." I point it at her and immediately, black fabric begins to form around her body. It covers her like a second skin, showing off her curves and udders. Her nipples are hard beneath the new garment, inviting me to pull and twirl them like I did last night. My cock twitches at the memory of the sounds she made...
"That's handy," she says, twisting to see herself from all sides. Maybe she's checking if I left some well-placed holes in the fabric. If it was just the two of us, I may have. I like teasing my females. From now on, there will be only one female. May.
Instead of using the Magic Wand™ on myself, I quickly put on some existing clothes. The trousers are nice and loose, hiding my erection. I'm not sure how I'm ever going to get any work done in May's presence. She oozes sensuality.
I turn away, very aware that if I keep staring at her, we'll end up back in bed. As much as I would like that, I know better than to keep Professor Katila waiting.
