Alien Romance: Alien Heart (Scifi Paranormal Alien Abduction Invasion Cyborg Romance) (New Adult Mystery Adventure Shifter Warrior Short Stories) (8 page)

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I fell in love, completely and all the way, as I held myself over Andrei. I cradled his head in my arms and rocked back and forth. He created warmth inside me that was undeniable, and the warmth stimulated warmth inside my heart and was also undeniable. I felt the things women feel when they love a man. All of them were born in my heart as Andrei touched and nuzzled me.

I won’t make you uncomfortable with the next part. We did the things you expect we’d do when we made love with one notable occurrence. I saw and felt my first and, hopefully, only male erection; and it was attached to the man I love.

I’ve read that companies make products with that same male shape because ladies like it. I do. Instinctively, we know that it’s important to our happiness in our marriages and to the creation of our children. How could we not love it.

One more important moment. We were nearing the end of our lovemaking. We were both covered in sweat, (Yes, I know. Women don’t sweat. They become warm and glowy. I sweat.) and he had entered me with patience and understanding. We worked together in the oldest dance until skyrockets went off inside me and I groaned and grunted (I know ladies don’t grunt. Nonsense. I grunted and I’m proud of it.) until I was finished. That was the happiest moment of my life. I could look up into the face of the man I loved and feel the beautiful glow that comes after a man who knows how to do it, takes care of the woman he loves.

Men aren’t blessed with sensitivity. Most men in that situation would think of their own needs and let us fend for ourselves. Andrei put off his completion to let me find mine then he did the sweetest thing. He stopped. It took a lot of concentration. His face was screwed up in an expression of pain and need. He looked me in the eye and said, “Are you sure about this? I can finish outside of you. You don’t need to face a pregnancy along with life with a vampire. Both at the same time. What would you like?”

I’d like to have twelve sons who are just like him. I caressed his cheek and told him, “My feelings haven’t changed. If all I get out of this is a child, I’m happy. Go ahead.” I wrapped my arms around his neck and brought him down for a good hard kiss. “Thank you for asking, my love. It meant more to me than you’ll ever know.”

He nodded, which was more than I expected and began to penetrate and withdraw with a purpose. I helped by moving my hips in time with his and by clenching my internal muscles.

Then it happened. I thought falling in love was heavenly. Changing from a single woman into a mother made it pale in comparison. I felt him deliver the semen that would give me a baby and my heart almost burst. I loved him. I loved my little child. I loved myself.

I’d started the evening simply waiting for a date that might or might not pan out and finished it with a new life inside me and a lover in whose arms I could be safe and secure.

He settled down on top of me, and I welcomed him with my arms and legs and with kisses on the cheek. He was pretty worn out. I told him to rest on me and that I’d keep him warm and loved.

Twenty minutes later, I told him I needed to get some sleep. Thirty minutes later, I almost lost everything.

Chapter Three

I remember waking up to a strange set of eyes looking down at me. Then there was a long empty space and I came to full consciousness standing by the foot of my bed staring at a man with the same inhuman expression of deep hatred as the men who broke into my apartment. I blinked, and I was back in bed.

Andrei said goodbye to me just before dawn the next morning. I called in sick and spent the day reading about vampires. It’s hard separating the facts from the Hollywood fiction. I found what I wanted in a book on folk tales from Romania. I didn’t see anything about good vampires. The tales only talked about the evil ones. That didn’t bother me. Good news doesn’t get in the paper.

In the afternoon, I felt so tired I went back to bed. Andrei came to me just after sunset. He walked into my bedroom and laid down next to me. I snuggled into him and let him kiss me and tell me he loved me. I was a very happy girl.

His hands started to wander around. I wore only my panties and a tee shirt. I can see why mothers warn their daughters to set limits for the boys they date. My heart erased all of my boundaries. I couldn’t hold myself back from him. I not only let him do whatever he wanted. I did whatever I wanted which included being on top. Ladies, don’t pass up an opportunity to take you lover inside you while you’re sitting on him. You get to set the pace, the depth and how you move.

We successfully completed the only thing that makes us different from animals. I don’t mean making love. I mean doing it for reasons other than having babies. We touch each other because of emotions, delight, an appreciation of our wonderful bodies or even because it’s a sunny day outside.

I wiggled myself against his chest afterwards and thought about the little life that was growing inside me. I wanted to hold it in my arms and tell it how welcome it was. I don’t like the word ‘it’ but I don’t know whether it’s a boy or a girl yet.

Abruptly, my brain and soul became overcast, as if clouds suddenly rolled over a bright summer day. I told Andrei, “I was just thinking that we should have our families meet.”

“I don’t know if my parents are at their best meeting with ordinary people. You remember how they acted when they met you. I was very proud of you, but you have to admit it was very uncomfortable.”

I don’t usually insist on anything social. It’s easier to suggest than put one’s foot down. Not this time. “It’s important to me that this happen. Even if they are vampires, they have to pay attention to the social amenities.”

“What do you have in mind?”

“A simple dinner tonight at the La Brassierie. They have a back room we could use. I don’t think anything bad could happen at dinner.”

He was doubtful. I could tell, but he said, “I’ll arrange it. You’re right. Nothing bad could happen in a popular restaurant.”

 

That night, I and my family waited for Andrei and his parents in an upscale restaurant on the West side of New York. My family consists of my Father, William, and my mother, Alice, and my two sisters, Jill and Janice. My father looks like any good father. He’s a little husky and works in the New York City Police Department. He’s Head of Detectives for the 21
st
precinct. My mother is shorter than I am and heavier. She saw how I lost weight and has decided to do the same thing. My sisters are both younger than I am and, damn them, both naturally slender. Jill was 21 and Janice was 19.

My father was nervous. I’m the oldest so he’s never had to meet a genuine romantic suitor before. I could tell he wanted it to go smoothly.

Andrei walked in, followed by his father, who was wearing, honest to goodness, a cape with a scarlet lining and a tuxedo. Sometimes stereotypes run true. He looked like a Hollywood vampire. Andrei’s mother wore a scarlet dress to go with her husband’s cape. They lined up across from each other and shut down. Nobody said anything. Andrei rescued us by suggesting that we go to our private room and sit down for dinner.

We walked into the back room and stopped. The room had no furniture. I turned around to say something to Andrei and noticed that my family was standing like statues. Their arms hung down at their sides, and they stared straight ahead. Three men threw metal chains around Andrei and his mother and father. Silver incapacitates a vampire. Now Andrei and his mom and dad are standing like statues. I was the only one who could move.

A tall man tapped me on the shoulder. He stared in my eyes and suddenly I remembered the night before. I remembered being awakened by those same deep, frightening eyes. I remembered the instructions I was given; that I had to get them all here, in this room, at this time. I also noticed that I couldn’t move either.

The tall man grabbed my sister and brought her out of her hypnotic state. She could move and feel. She saw the man and tried to scream, but no sound came out. The tall man held her around the waist with one hand and bent her head to the side with the other. He opened his mouth. I saw his fangs grew. Andrei and his mother and father couldn’t do anything but try to talk. Like my sister, no sound came out.

My little sister is a prize for the entire family. I’ve never met anyone who radiated value and enjoyment like my little sister. We’ve always loved her.

The tall man liked the terror inside my sister. He lowered his fangs until they touched her skin. She jumped. He did it again. The next time, I saw the tall man’s fangs drop onto her neck. She tried to scream again, but nothing worked. I watched her writhe in agony as the poison from the bite ran through her body.

She turned gray and stopped moving.

We did nothing for five entire minutes. I was frozen in place with a clock in front of me. I had nothing to do but watch the clock tick and my sister die.

She became more listless and weak as the time passed. Her eyes dulled, and she had trouble standing.

The tall man said to her, “What’s your name?”

She mumbled, “Janice Matthews.”

The man said, “Not yet, but soon.”

We waited another five minutes until he asked her the same question. She said, “I...I don’t know.”

“Good. Do you have an identity? Can you remember whether you have a sister or a mother or father?”

She concentrated. “No. I can’t remember.”

The man dragged her over in front of Andrei and his family. “This will happen to all four of them if you don’t bring me The Book of Towers. I know how much importance you place on... well, our food. We’ll make the man into dinner for several of us and slaves of the women. It’s up to you whether this family loses just one female or all of them.”

A knife appeared in his hand as if it were a magic trick. He slashed his forearm and said to Jill, “If you’d like to live, drink.” He held his arm over her head. She tilted her head back and opened her mouth all the way.

Andrei and his family came to life. I don’t know what it cost them to move against the silver chains. I watched them strain and try to talk. Andrei wanted to get to the tall man. He made his body move three feet before they ran out of time.

The tall man watched their efforts with cynical enjoyment. He laughed once.

The blood from his arm fell into the air. I couldn’t look anywhere else. It seemed to stay aloft for hours before it fell into my sisters open mouth. She swallowed.

Andrei and his family turned their heads. I wish I had. Janice’ body darkened and seemed to quiver. Her face scrunched into a look of intense agony. Her body twisted into odd postures. This seemed to go on for hours, but couldn’t have been more than a minute.

Abruptly, she died. That is, my sister wasn’t there anymore. Her face carried intense evil and an enjoyment of suffering. She sat down at the tall man’s feet and rubbed her cheek against his leg like a cat.

The tall man went from my father to my mother to my sister, staring into their eyes. They moved around, but couldn’t talk. The tall man hit my father with his closed fist. My father fell to the floor. The tall man asked my mother, “Wouldn’t you like to be young again and beautiful? Wouldn’t you like to be that way forever?”

My mother never lets her heart stray from her family. She said, “What have you done to my daughter?”

The tall man beckoned to the person who used to be Janice Matthews. Janice came to his side.

The tall man looked around the room and said, “Come out.” Ten mice appeared on the floor. He picked one up and held it above Janice’s head. She looked up at the mouse and licked her lips. He said, “Eat” and dropped the mouse into Janice’s open mouth. We watched my sister chew the mouse and swallow it. I can still hear the cracking of the little creature’s bones. A drop of blood came out of the side of her lips. The tall man bent over and licked it up.

He said, “Your daughter is dead. This woman is my woman. I’ll do anything I want to her. I’ll let any of our men do what they want. More than that, she’ll kill and feed on children from this day forward.”

My mother grew pale and fainted.

The tall man said, “Enough.” He said to Andrei, “You know our price. One hour.” He gathered his people to him and was about to leave. He stopped and gestured to one of his men then pointed to Jill.

The other man seized Jill’s hair and pulled her head to the side. He bit down on her neck.

That’s what I was doing instead of watching the tall man. I watched the assault on Jill instead of worry about the tall man. I was helpless. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t think. I knew he was coming.

I felt a hand on my chin yanking it to the side. I looked in the tall man’s eyes. He pointed to Jill. “That’s what’s going to happen to you. See it. Watch her eyes lose their humanity. You’re next.”

I felt his fangs penetrate my neck and his lips come down and cover the wounds. I didn’t feel him suck my blood out through the two holes in my neck. I didn’t feel him inject his poison in my body.

A great cloud of dense black nothingness exploded inside me, filling me with the deepest depression. I noticed my personality leaking out. My memories dropped away. Or maybe I just stopped being aware of their existence.

He let go of me. I fell to the floor. I heard him laugh and boast to Andrei, “There now. I’ve given you two anchors to hold down your progress. I’ve taken one daughter completely and infected the other two. If you leave them alone at any time, I’ll come back and turn them. Good luck.” He walked out.

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