Alien Prince’s Son

by Anna Lewis

  “Oh fuck, Jenna,” Adam cried out. “You have no idea what you’re doing to me.”

  I inhaled deeply, enjoying his extremely masculine scent, my whole body lighting up on fire. I needed more, he had me begging for him, so as I slid my mouth in closer, my heart was thundering painfully in my chest.

  I wrapped my lips right around him, and moved my mouth all over him, taking Adam as far to the back of my throat as I could manage. It wasn’t easy, he was absolutely huge, but he felt good between my lips. He tasted sweet and salty, I liked the way his thighs tensed and his body shuddered, I enjoyed making Adam wild.

  His fingers knotted into my hair and soon he’d lost so much control that he had my head pinned back against the wall, leaving me just enough room to snake my tongue all over him. Even now, as I was giving him the pleasure, he still had all the control! I liked that quality about Adam, it boiled and soaked my panties all in one go. I’d never felt so horny!

  Eventually, Adam slid himself out of my mouth, and he hooked his hands under my armpits to pull me into a standing position. Then he pressed my hot sticky body up against the cold wall, and he grabbed hold of one of my legs to pull it out, leaving my foot pressed backwards.

  “I love you,” he muttered as he nudged my legs further apart. “And I’m so glad you feel the same way. We’re going to have a baby now, we have a real future, and I can’t wait for it.”

  This time as he slid into me, it wasn’t so hot and passionate. There was a real romance, a deep tenderness there, which somehow made it feel even more incredible.

  Adam rested his forehead up against mine, allowing me to stare deep into his eyes as he thrust in and out of me. Along with the deep desire, I could see a true love behind his gaze, and that made my chest swell and expand with love.

  I’d been wrong every time in my life I thought I was happy before... this was true happiness.

  “I love you too,” I gasped as the pressure built. “And I’m forever yours.”

  The bliss pooled in my stomach, the electrical buzzing was rocking through my system, my brain was swimming with dizziness. And the waves of pleasure cascaded over me, taking me to a place that I hadn’t been before. I’d had an intense orgasm the last time me and Adam had sex, but it was nothing like this.

  This was full of future, full of love, and I couldn’t wait to see where that took us.

  As we both fell apart, panting and breathless, I sent Adam a happy smile. We were finally on the same page, after ten years of being all over the place. Now that we’d made it back together that time didn’t feel wasted, it felt like we’d needed that time to grow, to find ourselves, and now we were finally ready for a commitment.

  “I’m going to make you my wife,” Adam promised me with a serious glint in his eye. “I’m going to whisk you away, take you somewhere special, and make an honest woman out of you.”

  “That’s all I’ve ever wanted,” I replied honestly. “I love you, and I would love to be your wife... just let me get dressed first. Then you can officially make me forever yours.”

  As he smirked at my joke, my soul filled with joy. This was it, forever more. I was going to have a baby with Adam Martin, and while it hadn’t happened in the most traditional way possible, it was still perfect for us.

  Finally, I had everything that I ever wanted, and that settled a comfortable happy sensation in the pit of my stomach. One that I’d spent half my life searching for.

  THE END

  = Bonus Book 4 of 8 =

  A True Billionaire’s Heart

  It was one of those days when even the gorgeous Scandinavian-style shops lined up on the streets and the ordinarily refreshing ambience of small town Solvang in California couldn’t give Tasha the peace of mind she wanted.

  Jittery was the perfect word to describe her at that very moment as she strolled down the familiar street on a quiet Tuesday morning.

  “Relax, will you?” Her best friend Alex said. “Look around you! It’s a beautiful sunny day!”

  Tasha whipped around and rolled her blue eyes at her friend. “It’s always a beautiful sunny day in Solvang, Alex.”

  “Well, yeah…” Alex said cheerfully. “Then we should always feel ‘beautiful sunny’ too, right? Isn’t that why you dragged me here?”

  “Yes, but today’s different, okay.” Tasha suddenly stopped walking. “Seriously, Alex, how do I look?”

  Alex paused and took the time to look her up and down, her dark brown eyes narrowing with concentration.

  Tasha felt nervous even though she’d taken great effort to put together her corporate close-the-deal outfit with new stilettos to match, along with YouTube-inspired DIY hair and makeup.

  “You look fine,” Alex said after about a minute.

  “Fine?!” Tasha repeated in panic, her confidence level dropping even more. “That’s not good enough for a meeting with a billionaire!”

  Alex laughed. “I’m kidding, Tash. You look amazing! You always do, really. But today, you’re just drop-dead impressive. And when you show that real estate dude your stuff, I’m sure he’ll go running after you, business-wise and love life-wise!”

  That made Tasha laugh, easing her tension just a tiny bit. “Shut up, Alex! Mr. Walton is a very old man!”

  “His son’s damn good-looking!” Alex said. “I just saw him on the news, and I heard he’s taking over the entire business empire.”

  “Alexandra!” Tasha exclaimed in pretend shock.

  “Natasha!” Alex said loudly, copying her tone of voice mockingly.

  Tasha laughed even more. “You know I’m not interested in any romance at the moment. And besides, I doubt someone like that would have any interest in me.”

  Alex gave her a little push. “You know, that comment will never be made by the new Tasha!”

  Tasha paused, biting her lower lip. “You’re right,” she admitted. “The old Tasha can be so stubborn sometimes, trying to resurface at times when she should just be hiding.”

  Now it was Alex who gave a hearty laugh, her dark brown eyes twinkling as her short brown hair danced in the wind.

  It’s been a year since Tasha Winters had moved into this beautiful upscale town of Danish descent, a dream come true for a simple young woman who wanted to pursue and live in extravagant success. Nestled in the midst of a mountainous countryside, with almost never-failing sunny weather, Tasha had instantly fallen in love with the place the first time she’d visited it many years ago.

  At first, she had hesitated because that visit had been with someone she wanted to forget. But the charming town with its wonderful vineyards and orchards had still won her over despite the bittersweet memories it had dug up inside of her.

  It had been a hell of a great year, working from home and having the time freedom to explore and enjoy the wonderful town. Her business was growing in leaps, gaining more clients within just a short period of time.

  She’d made friends with some neighbors and the locals she often got to talk to in shops. But of course there were still some lonely nights when she’d call up her only family: her older sister, Tyra, who lived all the way in Singapore with her husband and two kids.

  Just a month earlier, though, she had convinced her long-time best friend to leave their hometown and join her. Because Alex had recently broken up with her boyfriend, she’d finally decided to make the move too.

  It was the perfect set-up for them, sharing a dainty, little home that Tasha had saved up for with her flourishing web development business. Meanwhile, Alex had conveniently found a job working as a manager in one of the local restaurants.

  Paul’s Pancakes, the famous touristy restaurant where Alex worked, was thankfully not that crowded yet. The rustic colorful tables and the white wooden walls with hanging frames of positive quotes helped a bit to lift Tasha’s spirits.

  While Alex went on duty, Tasha settled into her favorite spot beside a large window, trying to calm her nerves with her favorite hot chocolate drink. She tried to drink in the marvelou
s view of nature outside, with the green oaks and multicolored Danish houses seemingly beaming against a backdrop of mountains.

  “You sure you don’t want pancakes with that?” Alex asked when she came back to check on her.

  Tasha shook her head with a smile. She looked cool and composed on the outside, but her blue eyes reflected her uneasiness. Her wavy light brown hair was prettied up in a classic French bun, unlike her usual wild and messy ‘do.

  “You’ll knock ‘em dead, Tasha,” Alex said, squeezing her friend’s hand. “You always do.”

  Tasha felt the intense warmth, trust, and sincerity emanating from Alex. A surge of conviction filled her.

  “You’re right,” she told Alex. “I’m going to close this deal.”

  * * *

  Tasha didn’t expect to be picked up by a black limousine with an actual uniformed chauffeur. Even in this upscale town, this scene wasn’t ordinary. Heads turned as she self-consciously climbed onto the spacious back seat.

  “Make yourself comfortable, Madame,” the chauffeur told her from the front section of the long vehicle. “It’s a one-hour drive to the airport.”

  “Airport?” Tasha gasped in surprise.

  “You’ll be meeting Mr. Walton in his New York office,” was the brief explanation of the middle-aged, gentlemanly driver. “Feel free to enjoy the amenities of the ride.”

  Tasha opened her mouth for another question, but the chauffeur had already closed the window between them.

  “New York!” she exclaimed with disbelief. The office representative she had talked to had not informed her about it. She’d had the impression she was to meet her potential new billionaire client in Los Angeles.

  A mixture of excitement and nervousness made her heart beat harder. She looked around then and was filled with awe too. The limousine’s deluxe interior was lined with plush leather, with an array of business and personal development books and CDs, a multimedia entertainment system, a mini refrigerator with wine and snacks, and a lot more.

  Tasha smoothed down her cobalt blue blazer and tan slacks before crossing her legs and leaning back on the lengthy L-shaped sofa to feel like a real billionaire. Reveling in the feeling, she took a wine glass from the cabinet and poured a generous amount of the expensive white wine. As she slowly sipped, she could sense her anxiety melting away. She also tasted the chocolate-coated strawberries and teeny weeny cheese crackers she found with the wine.

  Heavenly, she thought with satisfaction and bliss. She closed her eyes and imagined herself living the wealthy lifestyle she had always yearned for.

  “We’ll make history together, Tasha…” That familiar voice suddenly appeared in her head. A memory she had long buried deep in her soul.

  Her eyes popped open. She frowned as a picture of his loving brown eyes came to her head. She pushed the thought away and tried to focus on the exciting opportunity awaiting her in New York. Soon enough, she found herself wondering what an actual billionaire would look like and sound like up front. The possibility thrilled her. A whirlwind vision of promising developments for her company made her forget about the man who had hurt her long ago.

  She almost couldn’t believe it when she found herself in a private jet an hour later. The modern, lavish interior was even more impressive than that of the limousine. It looked like she’d been transported to a small-sized elegant penthouse.

  Wow, she thought, giddy like a teenager in love.

  After basking in the beauty and sophistication of the room, she settled into the La-Z-Boy chair beside one of the windows. Looking at the clouds zooming past, she reclined the chair a bit and grinned widely. “I can get used to this,” she said to herself.

  And as she relished the wonders of the billionaire lifestyle, she found herself dreaming even bigger dreams than she’d ever imagined.

  “Would you like something for brunch, Madame?”

  Tasha turned around in surprise. She hadn’t realized there was someone else on board apart from the pilot and herself. A lady food server in uniform held out a tray of mini sandwiches, cake slices, and fruits. Very tempting.

  Thinking of her diet, she was about to say no. But then, she realized that this was a once-in-a-lifetime experience! On second thought, she smiled and nodded.

  The woman took out a makeshift table from one of the walls and placed it beside her. She placed the tray of delicious food on top. “What drink would you like? We have fresh orange juice, lemonade, coffee, soda…”

  “Uh, just warm water, please,” Tasha said before the lady server could finish. She didn’t want to feel too stuffed or she might run into a problem during the meeting.

  During the rest of the short trip, Tasha decided to review her presentation as she munched on the yummy treats. By the time they landed, she felt ready and confident enough to face the owner of the world’s largest real estate empire.

  As Tasha stood on the pavement in front of the enormous Walton Enterprises building, she took a moment to look around and savor the Big Apple environment. She had only been to New York a few times before, and each visit always amazed her.

  The headquarters of the world-famous Walton hotels and real estate developments loomed above her, making her feel quite small. But she knew she shouldn’t be thinking that way. After all, out of all the proposals they probably received on a regular basis, her company had been the one they had picked out to grant a meeting to. For all she knew, this was probably just for formality’s sake.

  She squared her shoulders and sauntered to the front door, guided by a friendly assistant who had been awaiting her arrival. One mistake and she’d lose this deal. She couldn’t afford to make even the slightest blunder or her dreams for her company would go crumbling down.

  It wasn’t long before she was ushered into a huge, elegant office with its own living area and dining setup.

  A tall man with broad shoulders stood behind a classic shiny wooden desk, looking out the spectacular view of the city from the 28th floor of the building.

  Tasha’s heart began to pound. She felt her palms growing sweaty. This is it. I’ve got to nail this.

  The assistant gave her a smile and a nod before leaving the room.

  Not sure what to do, Tasha slowly approached the desk, admiring not just the grandeur of the office but the obviously fit physique of the old man.

  “Uh, Mr. Walton?” she said hesitantly upon halting a few inches from his desk.

  He turned around then.

  She almost gasped when she saw that it was a much younger man than who she’d expected. Was this the Bret Walton Alex had been talking about?

  She’d seen him in some pictures but had not paid that much attention because she had been too preoccupied with learning more about their company and assets. She knew he had the looks of a Hollywood celebrity, but she wasn’t prepared for the heart-thumping, mind-boggling effect he’d have on her up close.

  Bret Walton smiled broadly, making her eyes shift to his moist lips and sparkling white teeth.

  “Hello, Miss Winters,” he greeted, his almond-shaped gray eyes seemingly drilling a hole into hers. His jet black hair was brushed up in an old school James Dean style that flattered him despite his classy navy suit. He was mesmerizing.

  After a slight pause, she fortunately found her voice. “Mr. Walton, it’s a pleasure. Thank you so much for your time.” She shook his hand then and was surprised by the jolt of electricity that passed through her arm.

  “I’ve been waiting for you.” He said in his deep, raspy voice.

  I’ve been waiting for you all my life, she imagined him saying.

  He smiled even wider, as if he’d read her thoughts. She couldn’t help blushing.

  He had a playful glint in his eye. Or was she just imagining that too?

  * * *

  It took a few minutes for Tasha to calm herself down and get into the groove of her presentation. After all, the man sitting across her was an actual billionaire. It didn’t matter that he was only an heir. He now
runs the whole business empire of the family. And what’s more, he is currently one of the most eligible and most gorgeous bachelors she had ever laid her eyes on.

  Oblivious to her distracting thoughts, he smiled and nodded throughout her presentation. He quietly and patiently listened as she showed him her company’s portfolio and the major projects she’d helped other businesses with.

  “Winters & Company can certainly give you the upgrades you desire for your hotels’ individual websites and online marketing needs,” she explained, speaking with ease as her years of knowledge and experience kicked in. “We can unify the look and improve the user experience as well, integrating mobile apps with advanced tools and reliable payment gateways…”

  He listened attentively without any questions as she went on to discuss further. When she was finally done, she waited for him to hit her with the tough, rattling questions he was known for when dealing with potential business partners and suppliers.

  His eyebrows furrowed a bit as he appeared to be deep in thought. After a few seconds, his handsome features relaxed. He leaned back on his swiveling chair. “It’s a deal,” he declared. “I’ll have my assistant contact you to finalize all the necessary paperwork.”

  She leaned forward in surprise. “You, uh, don’t have questions?”

  “No,” he answered. “I’m a busy man. Your presentation was clear, concise, and comprehensive. I’m actually impressed.”

  She beamed, not believing her ears.

  He stood up then, so she followed his lead.

  “Thank you, Miss Winters. I look forward to seeing more of you and working closely with you.”

  The way he said those words sent warm flutters across her body. Her knees felt like buckling as he led her to the door.