Page 22 of Alien Bride


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I lifted the knife up and pressed it against his throat, and his eyes flashed.

Red, like a sunset dipped in blood, flashed across the hood framing his face.

I parted my lips, not sure what I was going to say or why I was even threatening him like this. I didn’t end up saying anything at all, instead just watching as he leaned his throat against the knife, lowering his face down to mine. When I saw the small trickle of blue run down the side of his throat, I pulled the knife back, removing all obstacles between us.

His lips found mine.

The world vanished around me as I was pulled back into the reality where only he and I existed. All that mattered was the sensation of his hand stroking down the side of my body to grip my hip. All I could feel was his fingers threading through my hair, gently controlling my head as he captured my mouth, tasting me, invading me, sparking a firestorm of desire that went beyond basic arousal.

With his kiss, he was making me a promise.

When he pulled his mouth away from mine, his eyes flicking back and forth across mine, I realized my feet were dangling in the air.

“I’m ready to go home now,” I said, the huskiness of my own voice surprising me.

“In being accepted into this service, I was tasked with making sure I adhered to proper human traditions.” He gently sat me down on my feet, lowering his upper body and keeping one of his arms wrapped around my waist. “I have prepared a honeymoon.”

“Oh, you have, have you?” I asked. “Where are we going for our honeymoon?”

He lifted his hand and pointed at the sky.

I looked up, seeing the beautiful silver orb of the moon lined up with his finger.

“Say it,” I demanded.

“I have prepared a honeymoon,” he said.

“WHERE is our honeymoon?” I demanded again, my fingers gripping his arm. “Exactly where?”

“On the moon, as it is a honeymoon.” He blinked rapidly. “There weren’t any proper resort facilities there, so I had one built to properly accommodate both of our needs.”

“You built a honeymoon resort on the moon?” I repeated, squeezing my eyes shut for a moment before opening them again. “So that we could honeymoon?”

My heart was a solid steady beat, rising in tempo as the strangeness of it all made me feel like I was at a distance, watching a strange sort of play that was acting out in front of me.

“Yes.” He tilted his head to the side. “Are we having a translator difficulty?”

“No,” I shook my head. “By all means, take me to your spaceship… after we swing by my house. I can’t just fly off to the moon without some outfits.”

He didn’t have to be asked twice.

He swept me up in his arms, one going under the back of my knees, the other across my upper back, and he carried me across the massive backyard, heading deeper into the acre deep yard. Adrenaline raced through me as I felt his strong arms wrapped around me, holding me up in the air like I was nothing more than a toy in his grasp.

It was strange, delightful, and exciting all in the same moment.

But there was something more important than the fact that my new husband could alien-handle me like my hours working on the weight machines in the gym meant nothing at all.

Something I couldn’t live without.

“Wait!” I cried out, reaching back towards Caley. “My phone!”

Caley was already following after us, my phone and my purse held up. She knew me so well. Aeson stopped, turned, and lowered me so I could grab them out of Caley’s hands.

“That isn’t going to work on the moon,” Caley pointed out. “But I do have something better.”

She held out a small wristband. It was narrower, about the size of a delicate watch strap. I held out my hand and she slipped it onto my wrist. There wasn’t any screen on it or anything. It was just a light green leather looking strap.

“Thanks?” I lifted my eyebrow at her.

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