Taken by the Aliens

by Anna Lewis

  “…oh, you know how it is! I will try to fit it in. The wedding will be soon, so possibly sometime after that…”

  Okay, this was crazy. Either I had it totally wrong, I was mentally accusing an engaged man who was totally innocent, working on some other project… or he was planning to marry Kayla. I grabbed my phone from my pocket and searched him online again, just to see if there was any sign of him having a fiancee, but before the webpage could load I heard him moving back towards the door and I couldn't let him go.

  Whether I was right or wrong, this was my only chance.

  I moved out as silently as I could, and slipped outside behind him. Luckily Charlie was still on the phone so I could follow his voice, although I probably could have recognized his face from the pictures anyway. He moved into the driver's seat of a car, and I watched him panting, my brain freaking out. This was my chance to do something smart, or follow some crazy wild goose chase. I could have followed him by flying, or I could have gone back home to keep on looking…

  But then I spotted a flash of blonde hair in the passenger's seat. It told me nothing. It could have been anyone in the world, but the small possibility that it was Kayla was enough. Without even caring who was looking, I tore of my tee shirt and trousers and transformed into a dragon in a heart beat. My underwear shredded and fell away, as did my socks, but the rest of it I could carry in my mouth as I flew through the air.

  I felt free in my dragon form, almost more right than I did as a human, but I wasn't focusing on any of that. My eyes were fixed on one vehicle, concentrating only on saving Kayla. This had to work. It was all I had left.

  Charlie led me out of the city, to a small home in the middle of nowhere. This had me more convinced that Kayla was inside – it was the perfect place to keep such a well known face away from the rest of the world.

  He pulled up and I dropped down to the ground, a certain distance away while I thought about my next move. I couldn't be rash here. I needed to be smart. I had to save Kayla's life.

  ***

  Kayla

  I should have run. I don't know why I didn't. When Charlie left me outside his real home for a few moments, I had the one chance that I was ever going to get to leave, but I didn't take it. I just couldn't help keep thinking that he was testing me and it was all a trap. That was enough to have me petrified and fixed in one place.

  And now I was his forever. He had me exactly where he wanted me. I was pathetic… and screwed.

  The wedding would come soon, then that was it for me. There wasn't any hope of me escaping the 'wedding night', and that would be my life ruined. I was scared for my life.

  It had been ages, and no one had found me. Why hadn't anyone found me? I was famous for crying out loud, someone should have been looking.

  “Wh… what would you like to eat?” I stammered to him. I was petrified because other drivers on the road had put him in a bad mood. I wasn't totally sure why, as I hadn't been paying attention, but I knew that it wouldn't take much for him to take that out on me.

  “Nothing,” he glowered. “I just… I'm going for a fucking nap, okay? All your talking is doing my head in.”

  If six words piss you off, then why not let me go? I wanted to scream. He clearly didn't like me, so I wasn't sure why he insisted on being with me except for the fact that maybe he'd been wanting it for so long that he didn't know what else to want.

  “Right okay, I'll just… tidy up then.”

  As he wandered off, my heart sank. We were at another new address which proved that his plan was moving us around a lot, out in the middle of nowhere, with no hope of escape. Now that I'd screwed up my only chance to escape, I only had myself to blame.

  I tugged on the front door, already knowing that it would be locked before slumping down behind it. With that hopeless gesture the tears started to fall once more. I felt like all I did was cry these days, which I hated because it made me feel pathetic, but I couldn't seem to stop myself. I sobbed so much. Sadness and hopelessness wracked my entire body, until I felt like I had nothing left. I was an empty shell, emotionally and physically exhausted. I ended up drifting off into a fitful, uncomfortable rest.

  ***

  Bang! Bang! Bang!

  “Police, let us in!”

  “What the…?” I jumped up in shock, my heart racing like crazy. What was going on? One moment I was dreaming I was on some island, all alone in the sunshine, now I was hearing banging and yelling and for some reason panic was coursing through my entire body.

  My eyes flicked from side to side as I slid my body as far away from the front door as possible. My brain felt foggy, I had memories floating through it at the speed of light, but I couldn't gasp any of them. I couldn't even work out where I was.

  “If you do not let us in we will break down the door!”

  “Who is it?”

  I spun around to spot Charlie at the top of the stairs, looking wild-eyed and afraid. It was the first time since he'd come back into my life that he didn't look cunning and brave. Now he looked like a terrified little child and I couldn't help but feel an affinity with him.

  “I don't know,” I told him. “What should we do?”

  Bang! Bang!

  It had started, they were breaking down the door. I clutched at my clothing as if this were the enemy coming to get me.

  “What did you do?” Charlie snarled, turning back to the hateful monster I knew him to be. “Did you do this?”

  “I… I didn't, I promise,” I pleaded as he thundered down the stairs with a fire in his eyes. “I didn't do anything. I don't even know…”

  Wait! As I moved my body backwards, it hit me that this was a good thing. This was the police, probably coming to save me. This was what I'd been wanting ever since I was taken. I needed this, this was Charlie about to get his comeuppance. I just needed to keep him here until they got inside.

  “Look, let's not worry about blame,” I told him quietly. “Let's just work out what we're going to do.”

  His expression changed, his eyes softened, almost as if I had him fooled. Maybe he was believing that he'd finally won me over, that I actually wanted to be with him…

  But then he pulled his fist back and swung it into my cheek, and my body slammed against the floor with a thump.

  Everything went blurry, my vision was fuzzy, my head thumped too much for me to work out what was happening, all I knew for sure was that the noise rapidly became deafening.

  I tried to move, but I couldn't. I was too messed up to do so. My head ached fiercely, and desperation was getting the best of me.

  Suddenly, warm arms wrapped around me, and although I had no idea who it was I instantly felt safer.

  “Kayla?” came a familiar voice, breaking through my shock barrier. “Kayla, are you okay?”

  Hex… that sounded like Hex, but it couldn't have been. There was no way he would be here for me, he hated me!

  “Kayla, it's Hex. Are you okay?”

  Great, the thump to the head was worse than I thought, now I was hearing things.

  “Hex,” I murmured quietly, just wishing that I could will the fantasy to life. “Hex, get me out of here.”

  I was so done with Charlie. I wanted this nightmare to be over. I wanted out…

  And that was the last thought that I had before everything went black and I passed out.

  ***

  Hex

  She was still out, still lying on the bed unconscious, and I was pacing the room anxiously. I probably should have called a doctor to get her checked out properly, but I'd seen her fall and it didn't look so bad. Of course, her unconsciousness could have been due to trauma. Who knew what had happened during the time she was with that monster? But I didn't want to assume that before I spoke to her.

  Calling the cops in was a good plan, that meant they could focus on Charlie while I could save Kayla. I wasn't sure if I could have done it without the back up. I was just so afraid that he would escape, and he probably would have done.
/>   Now, hopefully, he was behind bars somewhere.

  “Nghh,” she groaned, suddenly shifting in the bed.

  “Kayla,” I gasped, sliding onto the bed next to her. “Kayla, are you awake? Are you alright?”

  “Wh… where am I? Charlie? The banging?” her eyes weren't even open yet, but relief flooded my body.

  “Charlie is gone,” I reassured her, rubbing her back. “The banging was the police. They have him locked up.”

  With that she blinked, and moved herself into a sitting position. I could tell that this was causing her pain, but she persevered anyway. She seemed to need to know. “He's gone?” she asked.

  As she looked at me with those penetrative deep green eyes, my heart fluttered. In fact, it wasn't just my heart that she had an impact on, it was my entire body. Butterflies flapped in my stomach, my thighs tensed up, a tremble ran through me… the feelings were more powerful than ever. There was no escaping any of this. However hard I tried, I was always going to feel something powerful for Kayla.

  With that, I stepped back sharply and an awkwardness overcame me. “Erm, yeah, he's gone. Maybe I should call someone…”

  “No,” she gasped, sliding her body to the edge of the bed. “You can't go, you mustn't leave me.” Her eyes were wide and pleading.

  “But he's gone,” I insisted, my eyes flicking from side to side, needing an escape. “He's locked up. You have nothing to worry about anymore. It's probably best if I call you a doctor anyway…”

  “No,” she said again, shaking her head. “No, I need you. You have no idea.” She paused for a second, biting on her lip, and everything inside of me melted. I felt hot and worn out, faced with the temptation of a woman who I adored, and I wasn't sure how much longer I could keep going on like everything was alright. “All the time I was locked up, all I could think about was you!” My heart leapt, was she serious? She said, “I realized how stupid I was to let you go. I like you. I like you more than I have ever liked anyone, and being away from you has made me realize just how much I want to be with you. And not because you're my bodyguard, or even because you were the only one willing to tell me the truth. Because… I don't know, I can't really vocalize it, you just make me feel special. I think… I think that I could love you… I really do.”

  Everything stilled, I no longer knew how to feel.

  I had no idea who made the first move, but all of a sudden our mouths were connected and we were back to kissing like there was no tomorrow. A big part of me feared that I was about to be pushed off again, that all of this was going to end up back in the same vicious circle, but another part of me was screaming at myself to just live in the moment and never let her go.

  “I mean it,” she gasped into my mouth as I slowly allowed my hands to trail down her body. “I want you. Every second I was with that creep I wanted you.”

  I never intended for our reunion to be like this. Having sex with her hadn't even entered my mind, I'd been so focused on saving her. But now it felt so right. It felt like the only way me and Kayla could progress things. Yes, things had been very up and down between us, but the threat on her life was enough to put everything into perspective. None of that mattered anymore, not when we had each other.

  She lolled her head to one side as a small groan raced past her lips, allowing my to run kisses up and down her neck. I drank her in thirstily with all five senses.

  My cock sprang to attention, straining painfully against my trousers, but I had to fight the urge. She was laid up. There was no way in hell that I was going to push things. I still didn't know what she'd been through, and I couldn't become a part of that.

  Kayla didn't seem to get that I was trying to hold back, however difficult that was. Instead she flopped her body backwards, her arms falling above her head, looking as if she were in ecstasy. She was luring me in, tempting me, and it took all that I had to keep myself back. I stared down at her beauty, with a serene smile on my face. Even if I couldn't do anything about it, it felt good to just have her with me, back in my arms where she belonged. This was why I'd fought so hard for her. Deep down, this was what I'd been wanting the whole damn time.

  “What are you doing all the way up there?” she moaned, grinning up at me. “I have been waiting forever for this, why are you holding back?”

  “Are you sure?” I asked seriously. “Is this really what you want?” I hated sounding like that, but I needed to be absolutely sure.

  She sat up and grabbed onto my tee shirt, staring deep into my eyes. “This is what I want,” she insisted. “This is all that I have been thinking about. I want you, Hex, I need you.”

  Well, there was no way that I could argue with that. It was the sexiest damn thing that I had ever heard in my entire life. I pulled her lips back to mine and kissed her with every bit of passion that I felt inside, allowing all of my emotions to run free. This had been a long time coming, and I couldn't wait to finally explore the woman that I was falling so hard for…

  ***

  Kayla

  We tore our clothes off each other's bodies as quick as lightning, as if we couldn't bear to be clothed anymore. I really had been wondering what that body was like, what it would be like to feel him, to touch him. I couldn't wait to have that dream come true. It had been such a long time coming, and I really couldn't wait…

  And as my fingers trailed up his incredible abs, I knew that he had been worth the wait, his body was amazing! I knew then that being with Hex would be totally different to being with a human male. He was strong, sexy, powerful, and domineering in the best possible way. I couldn't wait to experience that fully. I loved that it was so new, so exciting; it turned me on even more.

  “You're so beautiful,” he whispered carefully as his hands ran over my curves. “I adore you.”

  I threw my head backwards as his fingers finally found my nipples, and he played with them in a gentle, caring manner. I appreciated what he was doing, it felt nice for him to be so loving with me, but this had been building up for so damn long that I needed it rough and ready. I needed him to take me hard. He was trying to treat me like a princess, but that wasn't what I needed.

  I grabbed his hand and slid it down my body, taking control, with a wicked smile on my face. He raised his eyebrows questioningly at me, but in a good way as if he liked me telling him what to do.

  He ran his fingers up my slit, feeling how hot and wet I was for him. He drove me crazy, and after weeks of thinking about this it felt wonderful for it to be coming true.

  “That feels amazing,” I panted as he slid his fingers into me. “Oh my God.” I clung to sheets beneath me as he moved his mouth down my body, until his tongue was flickering all over my breasts in a much hungrier fashion. “Oh, Hex.”

  This was so intense. My entire body was buzzing with the thrill of him, making it even better than I assumed it would. His manly, clean scent filled my nostrils causing me to reach out for him, to grab onto his muscular shoulders instead.

  “You like that, baby?” he gasped as he ran his thumb over my clit. That, combined with the other fingers plunging into me caused an intense, pleasurable pressure to build up inside of me. I arched my back against Hex, driving his fingers in deeper.

  “Fuck, I love it!” I said. “Don't stop… ever.”

  I reached down his torso, wanting to give him some of the pleasure that he was giving me, and I soon found myself gripping on to a thick, pulsating cock like no other. He was huge, absolutely massive, and I couldn't help but wonder how he would feel inside of me. I slid my hand up and down his shaft, causing him to start trembling too. I needed him. I actually finally wanted him to pull his hand away so that I could feel him making love to me, fucking me hard.

  “I need you,” I whispered honestly. “I have waited too long for this moment.”

  “Oh God,” he groaned as he pulled back to look at me. “I am addicted to you. You have no idea what you do to me.”

  But of course I did because I felt exactly the same way about him.
Of all the people that I had ever let into my life, that I had ever shared anything with, none of them compared with Hex. He was someone I could call a friend, someone that I could rely on to protect me, and someone that send passion tearing through my body faster than I ever thought possible.

  He hovered over me, teasing my entrance, and I felt my heart thunder in my chest. I was pulsating for him, desperate to reach out and drive him into me, but I forced myself to hold back, just for a second. I wanted to savor this moment, just before we had sex for the very first time. I wanted to recall the loving look in his eyes for the rest of my life. I felt like we had the sort of connection that would keep us locked together forever, and I needed all of it to be committed to memory.

  Then he slid into me, and I forgot about absolutely everything.

  “Oh shit,” I gasped as he moved expertly in and out of me, somehow managing to brush passed my clit with every single thrust. “Oh Hex, you feel incredible.”

  He had my mind spinning, my body flying higher than air. As the pressure slowly transformed into something fantastic, as the waves started to crash over my body, small at first but growing increasingly with every passing second, I felt better than I ever had done before. The orgasm started screaming through my body, shattering me, causing me to buckle and yell without a care in the world.

  I felt hot, sticky, and animalistic, freer than I ever had done before. I didn't want the sensation to end. I had never expected to escape that nightmare, I thought that I would be stuck with Charlie forever more, so the fact that I was here, in a hotel room with Hex, having the best orgasm of my life was incredible to me. This day couldn't have gone any better. I couldn't have asked for a better reunion with Hex… except maybe passing out, and I strongly felt like it was the start of something new. Something exciting. Something that I really needed.

  The beginning of the rest of my life.