Page 24 of Accidentally Abducted
"I mean it," I said. "I'm not Greta, but I was her stunt double, which means I've had lots of training."
"Training for fake fights," Zeysor said.
"Better than nothing," I shot back.
"Fine," the alien sighed.
"Zeysor," I said after a minute. "About when you saved me from the cage." I felt my face getting hot, remembering how I'd kissed him so desperately.
"What about it?" He turned to look at me.
"I'm sorry about the..."
"The what?"
"The kiss..."
"There's nothing to be sorry about. It was nice," the alien admitted. "You have nothing to apologize for. Unless you didn't enjoy it?"
"I did," I admitted, swallowing hard. My body was buzzing again. A terrible mixture of fear and arousal was running through my veins. What if we didn't get out of here? What if he was the last person I saw alive?
I reached through one of the holes and touched his arm. The holes were big enough for my hand to slip through, but not his.
"I'm glad you're here with me," I said.
Zeysor leaned against the plexiglass, and we kissed through one of the holes. It wasn't hard or awkward like I thought. Somehow, we made it work, like forbidden lovers kissing through a chain-link fence.
"I'm glad I'm here too. I swear, we're going to get out of this," Zeysor said. "I wasn't certain until now, but I know the truth about us."
"What do you mean?" I asked.
Zeysor kissed me again. "You're my mate. The one I was meant to find across the galaxy. The stars have brought us together, and I am not going to let you go."
"Is that what your people call love at first sight?" I asked.
"I suppose so," Zeysor said.
I wasn't sure about love, but lust at first sight? That was a yes. His broad build had tempted me since I was tied up in his spaceship. Now we were alone, and what else was there to do? I chewed my bottom lip nervously.
"What is it, Lola?" he asked.
"If this is my last day of freedom, I want to make it worth it," I said, looking him in the eye. "Will you show me what Terruxians do with their mates?"
Zeysor seemed mildly surprised for a moment before lust ignited in his eyes. "Here? You want me to claim you right here as my mate?"
"Yes," I breathed. I really was going crazy, wasn't I?
Zeysor looked around, observing the patterns of holes between our cells. "Then, I have an idea for you."
I held my breath as the hulking alien stood and adjusted his uniform. Something massive stirred in his pants, stretching against the leg. I gulped with anticipation.
Zeysor brought himself to one of the holes, conveniently waist-height for him. He let his thick cock free. It burst from the hole for me like some twisted game of peekaboo.
I wanted it. I rose onto my knees and licked the head of his cock. It was just like him: dark turquoise in color, rock-hard, and covered in armored bumps. It curved upward, twitching and glistening as I lapped up the pre-cum eagerly.
Zeysor hissed. "You need this as badly as I do," He said. "I've wanted this since I first laid eyes on you, Lola."
I slipped my leggings and panties down to my ankles. I didn't want any foreplay. I was aching for the real thing. I wanted him. I needed every inch of his massive alien cock.
