Kanda's Alien: A Scifi Romance (Dagrinian Love 2) (4 page)

“
Can you step out while I
use the loo?” I start unfastening my pants and head to the loo. It
suddenly strikes me, that the door didn’t whoosh closed. I look
over to see that he’s still standing in the doorway.

“
You are mine. Get used to
me seeing you do everything, little human.” He shifts and leans
against the doorframe. His gaze never leaves mine.

The alien bastard doesn’t
even bat a long purple eyelash. Nope, no guilt is coming from this
bloke. Not about to be intimidated, I push down my pants and undies
and plop down on the loo. I hope my pee stinks to him.

Once I’m done, I wipe with
the softest paper I’ve ever felt. At least something around here is
soft. Unlike his body and gaze. When I stand the loo automatically
flushes. Well that’s convenient. I jerk my undies and pants up. I
hope he enjoyed the show. Alien bastard.

He points at the shower
stall. “That is where you’ll clean up.” He looks me up and down.
“You’ll strip down to your skin, press this button, lather your
pretty hair with the cleaner, and then press this button. You’ll
want to close your eyes because you’ll be misted and then air
dried. The process will not take long.”

His unique gaze runs over
my body again. “Strip. I want you to clean up now.”

Is he kidding me? “In
front of you?” I blurt. Red has to be staining my cheeks and
clashing with my hair.

“
Yes, you belong to me. I
won’t hurt you, but I will look at you, touch you, and mate you,
anytime I want to. Now get in the cleansing stall. I want you to be
clean before you go to bed.” His tone is pointblank. I don’t like
it at all.

I start to tremble
slightly as I take off my clothes. I take a calming breath. He’s
already seen my white arse and red curls. He said he wouldn’t hurt
me. But he also said he plans on touching me. Does that mean I’m a
sex-slave? He’s a big bloke, I don’t know if I can handle him. When
I drop my shirt and then bra to the floor on top of my other
clothes, my heart once again tries to take flight.

“
Calm yourself, little
human. There will be no mating tonight. Now get cleaned up so I can
give you some food and put you to bed.” His tone is no-nonsense and
straight to the point. It rubs me the wrong way. Alien
bastard.

As I step into the
cleansing stall, I hope he’s telling me the truth. I need time to
absorb my new station in life. I get a whiff of his scent and my
blood heats up. That startles me every time. How can his delicious
scent instantly arouse me? I should hate him, but I
can’t.

I follow his instructions
and press the top button and then lather my hair up. The shampoo
has a fresh scent. I like it. I press the lower button and close my
eyes. I hope this doesn’t hurt.

A soft mist caresses my
skin. There’s no pain at all. I can handle this. I squeeze my eyes
shut a little tighter when a whirling sound comes from the stall.
Warm air swirls around my body in a rush. I kind of like
it.

When the air stops blowing
I look down at my clean body. I run my fingers through my long
hair. It’s all dry and feels nice and soft. Softer than ever
actually. There are definitely things about my new life that I’m
going to like.

Then I turn and see him.
I’m not sure about this bloke yet. The look of lust in his eyes
sends a wave of desire through my veins. My recent captivity and
harrowing trip to this spacecraft must have messed with my
brain.

Yeah, now you know how
rare and precious pleasure can be. Take what you can get while you
can get it,
a voice in my heart
whispers
.
After
the last few days of my life, I know this to be true.

He makes a
follow me
motion with
three of his six fingers. Six! I blow out a breath. I’m not on
Earth anymore. And so far these handsome purple beings have been
the nicest aliens I’ve encountered. I shiver at the thought of
being human barbie for a hungry alien. As long as he stays nice, I
need to be nice. My gut tells me I’m way better off with him than
with any of the other beings that were on that planet.

I pick up my dirty clothes
and hold them in front of me like a smelly shield. Whew, these
clothes really do stink. I’m surprised he bought me with me
smelling so bad. My cheeks heat up when I remember his earlier
words and the lust in his pretty diamond shaped irises. I can do
this. I would rather be this hot bloke’s lover than another alien’s
supper.

He stops in the area with
the countertop, sink, and cabinets. He turns and frowns at my dirty
clothes shield. I give him a small smile.

He shakes his head. “Go
put those filthy clothes back in the cleansing room. For now, you
don’t need them.”

He has got to be kidding
me. “What am I supposed to wear?” Not that I want to put these
smelly things back on. But I do need some type of
clothing.

His grin is wickedly sexy.
“Sesien mins don’t need clothing when in their private quarters.
Now go do as you were told and then come back in here,” he orders.
His tone implies I’m a slow witted servant. I don’t like
it.

I go back and drop my
clothes onto the cleansing room floor and then return. His gaze is
shining with approval. The sight does something to my heart. I like
him looking at me that way.

When his gaze drops and
lust enters his eyes, I look down and remember that I’m naked.
Damn, this bloke makes me forget important things. That’s not
good.

“
I really think I should
put some clothes on. Don’t you have an extra shirt I can borrow?”
His shirt would be a dress on me. I like that idea.

“
No, you are here for me.
I’ll fill you in on your position on the next active cycle. For now
you are going to eat and then go to bed.”

I really don’t like his
tone or his words. Although food and a bed do sound good. He
reaches into a cabinet and pulls out some type of fruit, I
believe.

“
This is sindot fruit. I
want you to eat all of it.”

I barely stop a frown from
forming. His pointblank attitude is annoying. The sound of my
stomach growling has me reaching out and taking the offered fruit.
It’s heavy and the size of a large grapefruit. The bright blue
color reminds me of the Great Barrier Reef. The reminder of home
has me depressed at the thought of not seeing Rogan
again.

I look up into his pretty
eyes. “Do you think I can go home? Will you take…” The rude alien
bastard cuts me off with a chopping motion of his arm.

“
No, little human.
Eat.”

“
Can’t we even talk about
it?” I need to get back to my best mate. I know he’s looking for me
and worried about me.

“
We’ll talk more later.
Now eat.” He points at the fruit and then at my mouth.

I frown and take a bite.
It’s sweet and juicy. I like it a lot. It doesn’t take me long to
eat the whole thing. My stomach is happy and full. I lick the juice
from my lips and then wash my hands in the sink.

I squeal when he pulls me
to him and kisses me with passion. A passion that surprises me and
then turns me on. As his tongue explores my mouth, his hands roam
my back and arse. His donger is hard and pressing into my stomach.
I long to have him push that firm flesh deep inside me.

I wonder if it’s the same
pretty medium toned purple of his face and hands. His scent and
taste are driving me crazy with lust. He must be magical. Today I
like magical a lot. I run my hands over his broad shoulders. His
muscles ripple under my hands and the way he moans stokes the fire
in me higher.

I suck in some much needed
air when he pulls back and leads me to the door on the far right.
It’s a small bedroom with a large bed covered in gold and blue
sheet and pillows. The sight of the bed has my blood heating and my
clit pulsing. I can’t resist him and right now I don’t want to.
Being his sex-slave is looking pretty damn good at the
moment.

I’m panting as I climb
onto the bed. Never in my life have I wanted a mate as badly as I
want him. After the way he touched me, he is now officially my mate
instead of the bastard bloke that bought me.

I frown when he doesn’t
climb onto the bed with me. “Come on, let’s do the naughty.” I’m
dripping wet and ready for his donger to slide home.

He seems to think for a
moment and then smiles. It’s a beautiful smile. “Naughty must be
your word for mating.”

“
Yes, naughty, mating,
sex. Whatever you want to call it. Let’s do it, mate.” I run my
hands over my breasts to encourage him.

“
We can’t mate this active
cycle. It’s time for you to start your resting cycle. It’s been a
long cycle and I know you need the rest. Now go to sleep.” His tone
is firm but his eyes are still brimming with lust.

“
What? You heated me up
and now you’re backing out. What a dirty bloke you are.” Oh, he is
so back to being a bastard bloke. I don’t care if my wayward body
wants him or not. He is in the shit. I refuse to fall from his
touch again.

I crawl under the silky
covers and stare him down. Yes, he is deep in the shit. No wet
pussy for him, ever.

“
It’s for your own good,
little human. Now go to sleep. I’ll see to your needs on the next
cycle.”

I watch in disbelief as he
walks out of the room and closes the door. In the soft lighting I
stew over his rude behavior. The gentle glow coming from the orb
above the bed would have been perfect for mating, as he calls it. I
shake my finger. There will be no mating for him. He just ruined
his chance with this sheila.

As my body cools down I
hear the mild sound of what I guess are the engines. I let the hum
guide me to sleep.

~ Klimen ~

Relief floods my chest
when I check on my little human and find her asleep. I just
received the message that it’s time to fly away from Hirope. I
didn’t want to go to work with her awake. For now, all of her awake
moments need to be with me around.

I want to spend the next
few cycles bonding with her. She is still doing something strange
to my heart. I’m sure the problem will be resolved after I’ve had
her a few times. Maybe even after our first mating.

I pick up her dirty
clothes and the chains that had been around her delicate neck and
wrists. She doesn’t need to see this harsh metal anymore. I’ll have
one of the others put them in the Mission Room. From now on I want
her to see and feel only good things.

I leave my quarters and
turn to lock her in. She only needs to see me. Before I head to the
bridge, I go by the laundry room and toss her nasty clothes into
the cleaner. I’ll retrieve them when I’m finished flying this ship
away from Hirope.

As I head to my post, my
cock grows hard as I unwillingly recall how her mating juices
damped her red curls. Soon I’ll know how she tastes and what sounds
she makes when she comes. I walk faster in my need to pilot this
craft into space. Once that’s done, I can head back to my quarters.
Back to her.

If all goes well Riflan
and Malldrot will be able to keep us flying until my bonding with
her is complete. She has no clue how hard it was for me to give her
a bit more time to rest before I start mating her.

CHAPTER

5

~ Kanda ~

♥

A soft moan escapes my
lips.

I become aware of the
pleasure pulsing through me. This is the best dream ever. I spread
my legs wider to let my dream lover have better access to my pussy.
His tongue is extremely talented.

Fisting the sheets, I roll
my hips trying to get him to suck my needy pink pearl. Fingers
spread my lower lips wider and then that wonderful tongue is
thrusting in and out of my quivering core. I start panting as I
search for my orgasm.

The tension building in my
center is getting tighter and tighter. The need for release is
starting to get painful. I reach down and grip my dream lovers head
to guide his hot mouth to my swollen clit.

When I feel soft strands
of hair between my fingers I startle at the realization that I’m
not dreaming.

Wait a minute. He is in
the shit. He can’t have any of this body. I try to squirm away. “No
naughty is going to…”

His powerful hands tighten
on my thighs and his hot mouth sucks my clit. “Oh, oh.” Waves of
pleasure zing through my core. Damn he’s good. Maybe I should let
him keep on for just a moment longer.