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My mate was . . . surly. Unwelcoming. And somewhat demanding.
Yet I would still love her. I’d give her my undying devotion for the rest of my life and pray that one day she felt the same.
“Do you know that many times when a guy’s humping away on a woman, she’s either thinking about what she’ll cook for dinner or pretending to be into it?” she asked in the darkness.
I wasn’t exactly sure what she meant. “Are you suggesting you won’t enjoy my rutting? That you’ll be thinking about meat?”
“Exactly.”
I chuckled. “Not while my second cock is sucking on your clit.”
“You’re not in a position to unleash your second cock anywhere near my clit.”
I would be.
It was something to strive for. The gods would not have sent her to me if she wouldn’t love me or welcome my cocks.
“Let’s go to sleep,” she said. “Maybe I’ll wake up in my own bed and discover this was just a nightmare.”
“Sleep well, my pretty mate. Tomorrow, I’ll start teaching you about our clan and your duties here.”
“Yeah, that’s going to be interesting.”
“And by the end of the day, you’ll tell me you welcome my touch.”
Chapter 9
Vanessa
Somehow, I slept. I woke at the crack of dawn, when sunlight pierced the top of the crystal structure, making about fifty thousand different variations of blue slash across the bed furs and poke at my eyes.
Groaning, I rubbed my face. I’d hoped this was a nightmare, but instead, I was still stuck on a distant plant.
I was snuggling against a big, muscular alien who’d remained in his own bed while I’d migrated from mine. I’d draped my arm across his beastly chest. I’d hitched my left leg up across the tops of his thighs. And he had a hard-on.
In the sci-fi romance novels I adored, every heroine in a situation like this would yelp and scramble from the bed. She’d flutter her hands at her throat and snarl at the alien, pissed off at him for being turned on just by lying beside her. Well, by her essentially lying on top of him with her leg rubbing his hard-on, that is.
Stop it,I barked at my leg.
The stupid thing reluctantly obeyed, though it remained on top of his big old stiffy.
I eased away from him, planning to sneak outside and see if I could find a bathroom. After that, I’d look for my space pod. If there were controls inside, I’d figure them out. I could hop in, close the hatch, and make it take me back to Earth. In my new fantasy, it would zip up into the sky. In no time, it would land on Earth. The military would descend after spying my pod soaring across the sky, and I’d explain that I was abducted but had found a way home. They’d run scans on my brain and body, declare me mostly sane and healthy, and release me. Then I could return to my job at the diner.
Adios, Aizor the alien. Sayonara, blue crystal world.
Since my nightie barely came to my mid-thigh, I tugged one of the furs off my bed and draped it around me. A quick glance at Aizor showed he was still sleeping.
With a sly grin, I nudged aside the leather door flap and trotted outside.
“Ah,” I cried when I slammed into a blue-skinned alien with four boobs walking past the front of Aizor’s crystal home.
The woman looked me up and down, her thick unibrow lifting. She was clutching a baby to her chest and dressed in a brown tunic decorated with gold trim that came to her knees and was tucked in at her waist with a sparkly gold belt.
Nearby, other aliens stopped what they were doing and gaped at me. A few whispered, though even if they shouted, I knew I wouldn’t understand what they said.
I only spied a few women—all with four breasts stacked in a square on their chests. Each wore something similar to the woman standing beside me.
Where could I get an outfit like that? At least it would cover my ass and wouldn’t be almost see-through like the crystal-bestowed nightie I now wore. And the belt was gorgeous.
