Page 5 of Her Alien Hero
I turned to give him the side-eye. "What?"
He leaned over, putting a leg on either side of my hips, and licked my bare shoulder.
A burst of pleasure tightened my lower belly.Oh Jesus, that feels good.Mortification chased the sensation of pleasure. Jeremy.I'm still married to Jeremy. I can't do this. These assholes have taken me from my home, threatened me, and now they want to screw me?
Yet, if I fought, I would die. Perhaps not by this alien's hand, but surely by Voren's. He hated me.The feeling's mutual, buddy.
Brax flicked his tongue along my jawline.
I shivered with revulsion and lust. Something in his saliva must've reacted with mine, making me respond with such desire. Hell, maybe they carried some sort of drug and released it with their tongue.
"Do you like that, Lilly? I can make you experience things you've never felt before. Give in. Let me show you how Volderens make love."
His touch, so gentle and sweet, undid me.I can’t fight them. Fighting will make it worse.Tears pooled on my bottom eyelashes, and I pushed my face into the mattress.Please let this be a dream, God. Please.
"Why do you cry? Does this not feel good?" He shifted his weight off of me, and his long, warm body settled next to mine.
Instead of answering, I sobbed harder.
He stroked my hair. "Shh. It will be okay. I promise."
"No, it won't," I said, raising my head to look at him. Dark hair framed his head, but he kept quiet. "Please, don’t make me do this. I miss my husband. I want to go home." Would my plea do any good? Everything I said was true. Since Jeremy's heart attack, I'd been alone with his ghost, not reallyliving,but existing; my mind always focused on the memories and loneliness.
"I promise we will take you home, if that's what you want, once you give us what we need."
"Really?" I hiccupped, the tears slowing. "You'll really let me go?" Was it a ruse to get me to cooperate? I couldn't stop the flaring hope in my chest.
"I swear it, Lilly, as long as you obey and do not try to escape or hurt anyone again. Can you do this for me?"
An image of Voren, how angry he'd been when I’d kneed him in the balls, sprang to mind.
"What about your friend, that Voren guy? He hates me."
Baraxen chuckled. His teeth, though sharp like the other alien, didn't scare me the same way. "Vor is my brother first and friend second. He does not hate you. Dislikes perhaps, but that's just because he's scared of you."
"Scared ofme? Why?" It was preposterous to imagine I struck fear into such a large, imposing alien.
"Because he’s had a horrible experience with humans. Knowing your…significance to our cause…is an unwelcome thorn in his side."
"A bad experience withhumans?" Disbelief tinged my words.
"Abduction isn’t exclusive to your race." His icy stare flicked over my face. "The difference, though, is we learn from our tests. Humans, on the other hand, only destroy, take, and conquer out of their fear and need for power."
He had a point based on our history books.
"Why am I important? Why do you need me?" I carefully pushed myself to sit, hugging my knees, keeping my distance and attention on his hands.
Baraxen watched but made no move to stop me. "Our race will not survive what's to come. Which means putting aside an ages-old rivalry with your secret human government."
I glanced around, hardly believing I sat there talking calmly with him. I'd never believed in UFO/UAP sightings, and barely watched anything sci-fi related. My belief had always been people who saw little green men were nuts.
Turns out they're purple, humongous, andI'mthe crazy one.
My eyes wandered as my brain digested this new information. The room had no corners. Everywhere I looked were smooth metal walls. Only a bed and couch sat on the thick, white carpet. A folding screen—decorated with blue symbols and words I didn't understand—jutted against the farthest wall. I wondered if these Volderens peed because the urge built in my bladder.
"Your government is not kind to those who would help," Brax said, his words drawing my attention.
"What? I don't understand."
