Interviews, Aliens, and Seduction

by Lia Davis

  Interviews, Aliens, and Seduction

  Vega Space Vacations

  Book 2

  USA Today Bestselling Author

  Lia Davis

  Interviews, Aliens, and Seduction

  Vega Space Vacations, book 2

  © copyright 2016 Lia Davis

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  Middleburg, Fl. 32050

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  Digital ISBN: 978-1-944060-48-0

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  Chapter One

  I can’t believe I’m doing this.

  Can’t believe I actually got an interview.

  Amaya got an all-expenses paid trip to the galaxy’s most famous vacation location, Vega. The whole planet was owned by Vega Space Vacations, and it was the prime spot for all races and species to enjoy themselves in a peaceful and non-judgmental environment. Which was also one of the main reasons Amaya Parker applied for the accounting manger position at the Angeldale Resorts—the job came with the free trip.

  Amaya’s insides churned and it felt like a million butterflies were fighting to escape. She took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly. Why was she so nervous? Because if she got the job, she’d have to move to Vega.

  The thought excited her. With no family left on Earth, she wasn’t leaving anyone behind. She had no one left to miss her.

  The ship eased to a stop. She collected her carry-on bag and made her way to the front of the ship before she stepped off the ship into a corridor similar to the ones at airports on Earth. She exited into Alpha Station—the main hub for traveling to the various vacation spots on Vega.

  Her stomach twisted in knots, both from nerves and excitement as she took in her surroundings on her way to the checkpoint. Vega Space Vacations took security very seriously, since the planet was supposed to be a place of peace and somewhere to come to relax.

  The terminal was a glass tunnel-like structure, providing an amazing view of ships hovering overhead, waiting to dock at the station gates. People of many species rushed off to their gates or to the check-in point to enter Angeldale—exactly where she was headed.

  At the check-in desk, she laid her boarding pass and ID on the counter. The clerk smiled and picked them up. While typing, she asked, “Any cell phones, computers, or other electronic devices?”

  Amaya shook her head. “I left them at home, as advised.”

  There was no way she’d break any of their rules while trying to get a job. Plus, she understood the tight security. It kept Vega a safe and peaceful planet.

  “Good.” The woman glanced up, meeting Amaya’s gaze. She smiled. “You wouldn’t believe the number of people that don’t follow rules.”

  Amaya laughed, some of her nervousness easing. “Believe me, I could imagine.”

  The clerk stamped the boarding pass and pulled a page from the printer, which wasn’t any bigger than a six-inch tablet, and handed it to Amaya. Before she could take it, someone stepped up beside her and took it.

  “Hey!” Amaya jerked her gaze to the newcomer, annoyed by the rudeness. All her anger turned to embarrassment as she realized it was Vincent Carver—the planet host and CEO of Vega Space Vacations. “Oh. Sorry.”

  He studied the slip a moment. His smile revealed dimples in each of his cheeks. Amaya was mesmerized. How could anyone be handsome and beautiful at the same time?

  His high cheekbones were covered in perfect porcelain skin, easily the envy of any female. His short brown hair and blue eyes were the most human-like features about him, at least to Amaya. Then again, she’d always been able to tell if someone was other than full human at a glance.

  “I thought it was you. I just wanted to make sure.” He handed the slip back, but didn’t release it right away. When he leaned in closer, she noticed to two larger males hovering nearby. “Your interview has been…delayed.”

  “What? Why?” Panic rose up, squeezing her heart. They’d found someone else, she just knew it.

  “Please don’t look so sad. Your…interviewers need a few days to prepare.” Vincent let go of the slip and stepped back. “That means you are free to enjoy yourself for the day and for tomorrow.”

  She bit her bottom lip and averted her gaze. “I, um, didn’t transfer enough money to stay for three days.”

  Damn, she thought she’d interview, then go home to sulk or pack. She’d prepared for one night on Vega, but no more. She didn’t want the waste the company’s money any more than necessary.

  Vincent touched her arm. “You don’t need your money. All of your expenses will be charged to the resort. Whatever you need…clothes, shoes, food, books, anything—charge it to your room.”

  Before she had a chance to argue with him about the too generous offer, he strolled away, followed by the two men who’d lurked behind him.

  Amaya glanced at the clerk, and she shrugged. With a sigh, Amaya pushed through the gate and advanced down the white corridor. Her stomach was still in knots. She hated the interviewing process. The fake smiles, bending the truth in the favor of the interviewer so they would be impressed with her. Blah.

  She wasn’t a fake person. And she hated lying and smiling her way into a job.

  Why was she doing this?

  Oh yeah, a free trip to Vega. At least she’d have two days to take in the city and relax, or try to, before she had to turn on the charm and sell herself.

  At the end of the corridor, she pushed through a door that opened into the lobby of the Angeldale Resort Hotel. Black, glossy tiled floors stretched across the large lobby and into the lounge and bar area.

  Her heels clicked as she made her way to the front desk. A petite woman with long black hair and mocha colored skin greeted Amaya with a warm smile. When Amaya got closer, she noticed the woman wasn’t human, but an U’epti—the native people of Vega. Her delicate, angular face and large doe eyes gave her origin away.

  Amaya had never met an U’epti before, but she researched all kinds of species since the peace treaties were signed with the governments of Earth.

  “Welcome to Angeldale Resorts. How can I help you?”

  Smiling, Amaya handed her reservation slip to the clerk, whose nametag read Nalani. “Amaya Parker.”

  Nalani took the slip and typed quickly at the keyboard. “Oh, you have the executive suite.”

  Um. Amaya leaned over to try to see the screen. No luck. “Are you sure? I’m only here for an interview.” That got pushed back a couple of days.

  “Yes, ma’am. It was approved by Vincent Carter himself.” Nalani handed her a key card and the slip back. “Have a lovely weekend. Oh, and the pool is a beautiful place to unwind after a long trip. Happy hour starts in about ten minutes.”

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  Amaya collected her key and carry-on and sighed. She’d have to shop for more clothes, since she’d only planned to be there for two nights, not four. However, happy hour by the pool sounded like heaven right then.

  At the elevator, she extended her hand to push the button, but someone else beat her to it. Glancing up, she stared into gorgeous green eyes with unusual gold flakes scattered throughout the irises. Averting her gaze to take him in, she couldn’t tamp down the heat rising from within, spreading to her most sensitive parts. Her nipples tightened, and she almost groaned as they rubbed against her bra. What the hell?

  She’d never had that kind of response to anyone before.

  His full, kissable lips lifted in a knowing smile. “Good afternoon.”

  His voice was smooth like silk brushing over her skin. She swallowed and nodded. “Hi.”

  She tore her gaze away from him only to land on another man standing much too close for a stranger. Where the first man was dark, this one was light. White blond hair, cut short around the ears and back. His bangs swept to one side to hang in his ice blue eyes.

  Her pussy ached and she had to force herself to not rub her thighs together.

  The blond took her free hand and brought it to his lips, kissing her knuckles. Oh God. She was going to melt or orgasm right there in the lobby.

  Shaking her head, she pulled her hand from his. That was when she noticed the similarities in the men. Well, aliens. Craygins to be specific, humanoids with only a slight difference from those native to Earth. Their eyes were slightly bigger and further apart than humans were. From what she read in her research, their skin shimmered in the sunlight.

  The ding of the elevator brought her out of the lust trance. Good grief, what was wrong with her? It had to be something in the air.

  She stepped into the elevator and the guys followed, making the space feel a lot smaller than it was. It stopped at the seventh floor and they turned to her, smiled, and said at the same time, “Have a nice stay.”

  When the door slid closed, she sagged against the wall. Her heart was pounding a million miles an hour. The way they said the words sounded like a promise.

  Okay, Amaya, you have gone over the deep end. She was tired from the trip from Earth to Vega. That had to be it. Happy hour would help her relax. Just as long as she could avoid the sex gods.

  Chapter Two

  Amaya eased down in a lounge chair, taking in the beauty of the tropical pool area. Exotic and colorful plants surrounded the whole area, giving it a natural, jungle feel. A waterfall flowed into the far end of the pool. The water was a mix of emerald green and Caribbean blue.

  Nalani was right. The pool was a prefect place to unwind.

  A waitress stopped next to her chair with the frozen fruity alcoholic drink. Amaya couldn’t pronounce the name of it, but it had coconut and strawberries among other native U’epti fruit.

  She took the tall glass. “Thank you.”

  “My pleasure.” The female U’epti nodded and moved to the other guests around the pool.

  Amaya sipped the frozen drink and almost groaned out her pleasure. Sweet, cold, and plenty of rum, just like she loved it. Settling into the chair a little more, she released a sigh then breathed in the clean, floral-scented air.

  A shadow fell over her, making her lift her gaze to whatever approached her. She met large ice blue eyes. Desire flooded her body and her brain. When his lips lifted in a sensually wicked smile, she knew she was done for.

  And he knew it.

  Damn.

  He motioned to the lounger next to her. “Is this seat taken?”

  “No.” It was all she could manage to say. She’d never had a problem talking in front of strangers before. But somehow this man…this Craygin had her searching for her words like they decided to take a vacation without her.

  He sat and offered his hand to her. “I’m Drayk.”

  She took his hand and tried to ignore the surge of electric pulses skittering up her arm. “Hi. I’m Amaya.”

  “Amaya.” He whispered her name as if testing how it sounded.

  Before she could say anything else, the other Craygin from the elevator approached. He nodded to her, his long black hair cascading over his bare shoulders. “Hello. I’m Alexus.”

  “Amaya.” It was her turn to whisper. The weird sensed of being hunted settled over her.

  Alexus glanced to Drayk, and she swore they were having some kind of silent conversation.

  She picked her drink up from the small round table and sipped, needing to do something else besides ogle them. Only in her wildest fantasy would two men desire her at the same time. And this was a business trip, not a vacation to fulfil her sexual needs.

  “I hear the pool is heated,” Alexus said as he sat on the chair on the other side of her.

  Sandwiched between the sex gods. She could only wish. “Really? Even in this weather?”

  It wasn’t hot, nor was it cool. It was somewhere in between. However, a heated pool sounded lovely. If she went for a swim, would they follow? She felt her lips twitch. Did she dare to test that theory? Could she flirt and tease them?

  She was there for a few days with nothing to do but wait to be interviewed. What would it hurt to have a little fun? In no time, they’d leave and go on with their lives beyond Vega. After all, the planet was the interglacial vacation spot, a paradise made for fantasies to come true. “How long are you guys here?”

  Again, they looked at each other before Drayk answered. “For a while.”

  Okay. After taking another drink of her frozen beverage, she stood and untied the wrap around her waist and dropped it on the chair. The guys watched her every move. Satisfaction boosted her confidence. A sense of power filled her.

  She walked to the deep end of the pool and dove in. Lukewarm water welcomed her like the arms of a lover. When she surfaced, she met the green stare of Alexus. His own hair was wet. Her heart sped up. The splash of the water behind her told her Drayk, too, followed her in. A moment later, larger arms circled her waist and pulled her back against his chest.

  Oh God. Her pussy ached and she was overwhelmed with sensations.

  Alexus drifted closer to her. Before she knew it, they had guided her underneath the waterfall, secluding them from prying eyes. She watched Alexus as he cupped her face, tracing his thumb over her bottom lip. “We’ve searched for a long time for you.”

  Confusion clouded her mind. “What?”

  Drayk nipped at her earlobe and she gasped. Pleasure washed away all thoughts. “Never thought we’d find you.”

  “Of course, you have the choice to say no.” Alexus gripped her legs and pulled himself closer, settling between her thighs.

  Say no to what? No to sex with them? She wasn’t the type to generally sleep with strangers, yet there was something oddly familiar about them. Like she’d known them in another life.

  “I’m going to kiss you.” Alexus waited and Amaya nodded.

  His lips touched hers and she groaned, instantly opening for him. Behind her Drayk let out a low growl-like sound. His erection pressed into her back while Alexus deepened the kiss and pressed his erection over her sex, their swimsuits the only barrier between them.

  She fisted one hand into Alexus's hair, pulling him closer. Need wound tight within her. With her other hand, she reached behind her and cupped Drayk. He hissed in her ear and rocked his hips.

  “I think someone is ready.” Drayk’s husky words were barely audible to her. “Would you like for Alexus to fuck you here?”

  “Yes.” She tore her mouth from Alexus’s and panted the word. It was crazy, but she was too far gone to think about what was right or wrong. Hell, how could something that felt so damn good be wrong?

  “Even though we don’t carry disease, we don’t have any protection on us.”

  Amaya clung to his shoulder in a silent plea not to leave. “I’m on birth control.”

 
She took the pill to regulate her crazy cycle.

  Alexus moved back a few inches, freed his cock form his trunks, and then removed her bikini bottoms. Drayk slid a hand from her belly to her clit and teased the bundle of nerves. She rested her head back on his shoulder and rotated her hips, matching his strokes.

  Desire and pleasure consumed her. She pulled Alexus closer. He moved in and positioned his cock at her entrance. He pushed inside her, filling her, stretching her. Drayk continued to finger her while Alexus moved in and out, slow at first, then faster.

  Pressure built inside her until she thought she would explode. Alexus's thrusts became harder, more demanding. His primal control over her body fueled her climb to the top of the climax.

  Drayk rocked his hard cock in her hand, so she slid it inside his trunks and fisted him. He jerked, then cursed. She wanted both of them to come when she did.

  Drayk stroked her clit faster, meeting Alexus’s thrusts. She couldn’t hold on any longer. She fought back a scream as an orgasm ripped through her.

  The guys followed her.

  They sat on a ledge she hadn’t noticed before under the waterfall. The guys held her as if afraid to let her go. She didn’t care.

  Finally, Drayk raised his head and smiled at her. “That was amazing.”

  She laughed. “Yes. Now I’m hungry.”

  It was Alexus’s turn to laugh. “Well, I guess we need to feed you.”

  “We could go to my suite and order room service.” She knew it was bold, but after what they just did, she deserved to have them to herself a little longer.

  Drayk handed her the discarded bikini bottoms. “Sounds good to me.”

  Alexus kissed her forehead. “We should go change. We’ll meet you at your room in a few?”

  Amaya nodded and quickly put her bikini back on, before she swam out from under the waterfall. “I’ll see you in a few then. Room 912.”

  Her body hummed as she wrapped the towel around her waist. With a smile, she picked up her drink to take with her. She had a date with the sex gods.