Nicolas: Love me Harder - Alien Paranormal Romance

by Simpson, Serena

  “You think you know about a supposed peace treaty? Did they tell you about me also?” Dante’s shape changed for a heartbeat, before becoming normal again.

  The little color the doctor had drained from his face.

  “I’ll take that as an affirmative. Your best bet would be to talk.”

  “I’ll tell you everything, as long as you let us walk away free after we’re done here.”

  Nicolas moved swiftly towards them only to be stopped by Aran.

  “That’s a reasonable request, Nicolas. If they can tell us anything to help us understand what had happened, we will release them.”

  He growled and stepped back, not protesting. The doctor smiled, knowing he had the upper hand.

  “Ask your questions.”

  “Why were you conducting tests on unborn children?” Nicolas asked.

  “We were looking for a way to rid the earth of you. No one believed you came with peaceful intentions, but we were smart enough to humor you until we knew how to eradicate you.”

  “Children were the answer to your alien problem?” Ash asked.

  The doctor shook his head showing pity for them. “We have been trying for years to come up with something. The original test was first done on adults, criminals with no family to visit or miss them. It was a failure. The whole premise of the test was to design an injection that would weaken you from the inside out.”

  Dr. Young licked his lips and smiled again, calculating his chances of freedom before continuing. “The government at the time was willing to try any solution. Just in case, they would say. Someone wondered if maybe we needed to start younger before our DNA was totally imprinted upon us. The baby trials were born. Without any success, the experiment Janis went through had been tried for years. They were going to retire the study and move on, but she was born, successfully. All of the other infants before her died rather unpleasantly. No one knew what made her different, but now we had renewed hope. We duplicated the same test on twenty other children. Half died, but half lived. Janis was the first. It wasn’t until years later we realized it was the difference in her blood that allowed her to live.”

  “Were the tests only conducted in Virginia?”

  “No, they were done at several military bases. Unfortunately, most the children died. The tests ended. Funny how women began to resist having their unborn children treated at those bases.”

  He had yet to tell them anything they hadn’t already figured out.

  “Tell me about the twins.” Nicolas asked.

  The doctor began to shift uncomfortably.

  “They are my sons.”

  “Where is their mother?”

  “We don’t have a mother.” One of the twins spoke up proudly.

  “Our father invented a machine that allowed us to be born without the use of a woman.” The other twin spoke up, not be outdone by his brother.

  “Idiots,” their father hissed.

  No further questions were asked. There was a Scientist from their planet on earth.

  Nicolas moved swiftly, killing all three of them before the first body hit the floor.

  Chapter Twenty Two

  “Nicolas, put me down.” He smiled and continued to carry her to their sitting room. “Honestly, you treat me like an invalid.”

  “I don’t want you to hurt yourself while you’re mending.”

  “Mending?” Janis laughed at him. “Your age is showing. I’m already mended. In fact, I’m completely fine. If there was a non-biased doctor around, he would back me up.”

  Nicolas gave her a frown and a small growl, while settling them on the couch.

  “Angel, I’m not biased. I’m a professional who knows it takes humans several weeks, and in some cases, months or years to heal.”

  “Are those humans eating and drinking special meals made by Dante, who happens to be able to put healing properties into food.”

  Nicolas frowned. Dante did seem to have that talent.

  “I would love to examine him. He gives me that grin of his and passes each time I tactfully bring it up.”

  Janis bent over and started laughing. It started deep in her belly and emerged as a high pitched bit of mirth that had Nicolas relaxing as he watched her.

  It took her a minute to bring it under control. Then, with a sparkle in her eyes, she started speaking. “Let me understand this. Your idea of tactful goes something like this. Dante, since you’re here why don’t you hop up on that table so I can see what you’re made of?”

  She laughed even harder as she remembered the roll of Dante’s eyes and the hint of fang he’d flashed at Nicolas before turning back to her.

  “It was the best shot I had. If I suggested he needed a physical or anything else, I would still be nursing a bruised jaw.”

  She shook her head. There were days she didn’t understand the dynamics of the brothers or even Dante and his brothers, all of whom she’d finally met. The Created were strange, but she’d begun to realize how important they were to her.

  Hale set her up with a laptop and security, somehow making her job feel important. Nicolas growled and said she didn’t have to work. She’d given him a smile and patted him on his arm, his thick arm filled with huge muscles she wanted to see flex while he was thrusting into her. Yeah, she was feeling better.

  She stroked his back and continued to tell Hale what she needed. Nicolas shook his head and left the room. He gave in whenever he could, unless her health was affected. She got that and didn’t fight with him. The pain she’d been feeling in her abdomen had finally gone away. It was just a twinge now. Unlike when she first woke and couldn’t contract her muscles enough to sit up.

  Nicolas had to pick her up in the beginning to take her to the bathroom. Her face flushed red at the thought. How embarrassing it had been. She would’ve been mortified, probably would’ve tried to crawl away, if not for the way he handled it.

  To him, it had been no big deal. It was what a male in love did for his female. End of story. There was no way she was crawling, walking, or running away from that.

  So what was left? It was now time to show him she was well enough to be loved by him.

  “Angel, what movie do you want to see?” Oops, she’d forgotten to listen again.

  She placed her finger on her lips and rubbed it across them, before popping it into her mouth and slowly sucking on it. She needed a movie that would make him want to jump her after they watched it. She needed the kind that made you walk out of the theater with wet panties.

  She looked up and saw his eyes riveted on her finger. Maybe they could just skip the movie. Slowly she drew her finger out until it made a popping sound. Smiling, she placed it near her mouth and let her tongue come out to lick it.

  The deep sound that vibrated Nicolas’s body was drawn out against his will, she was sure of it and it made her even bolder. She leaned over him on the couch and licked his lips. She never looked for entry. She just teased him with her tongue.

  “Janis, you’re not well enough yet.”

  Tell it to somebody who’s listening, she thought, as she traced his ear and then the outline of his jaw with her tongue. She lowered her head and kissed right over his jugular vein, then bit him. A shiver went through his body making her smile. This was one of those unexpected erogenous zones.

  She couldn’t do anything the last couple of weeks, but she’d taken the time to get to know him. She knew how he thought. She was beginning to understand what he liked. More importantly, the more she knew, the further she fell. She not only loved Nicolas. She liked him.

  She stuck her nose where his neck and shoulder met to get a whiff of all his masculine heat as she crawled onto his body and wiggled around.

  “Not enough room.” He growled, wrapping one hand around her ass and the other around her back.

  He rose in one smooth motion, carried her to the bedroom and deposited her on the bed.

  He stood beside the bed with his legs spread apart, his arms crossed over his massive chest
and his bulge fighting to be free. He looked like a conquering hero. She wanted him. Her nipples ached and her pussy throbbed.

  “Janis?”

  “I’m well and I need you. I think I need to be mended here.”

  She started at her lips and let her hands drift down her body, stopping to cup her breasts, before continuing their journey past her hips to stop at the apex of her thighs.

  “Do you think you can help me?” Her voice came out whispery and needy.

  He dropped to the bed to take her lips in the sweetest of kisses. She pushed up into the kiss, feeling his lips caress hers, as his tongue worked its way in. She sighed and wrapped her arms around him.

  “I’m fine, Nicolas.” She whispered again in his ear, before wiggling out from under him.

  Standing by the side of the bed as he looked at her with hot hungry eyes, she reached down and grabbed the end of her camisole. With a small shimmy, she worked it over her head and tossed it behind her.

  She gave him a saucy wink, feeling good in her own skin for what may have been the first time in her life. She took her time and slid her hands over her breasts covered with her sexy deep purple bra. She caressed her breasts as his eyes followed every move she made. His lips parted and she saw a hint of his fangs. She took a minute to fan herself as the temperature in the room started to rise.

  Sliding her hands down her midriff, she caressed her tummy before heading to the snap on the jeans she was wearing.

  The unsnapping of her jeans was loud in the silent room. She slid the zipper, down listening as the teeth came undone. With a wide smile, she turned her back to him and began to lower her jeans.

  The loud intake of breath encouraged her to wiggle her backside as she slid her jeans down. Stepping out of them, she spread her legs wide and reached down to touch the floor. She never made it.

  He’d jumped up and pulled her into his arms. She could feel his cock scorching her. She moaned as she wiggled in his arms.

  He flipped her around. “Janis, if I make love to you, I’m going to want to make you mine.”

  “Who’s stopping you? I want all of you, Nicolas.”

  Janis lay down but this time Nicolas followed her, running his hands over her breasts before sucking a nipple into his mouth. She cried out from the feel of his mouth on her nipple and the sight of his mouth over her bra.

  Her sexy diva side came out as she arched into him. “You make me feel so good, Nicolas.”

  She ran her hands through his hair as she whispered her need to him.

  “I need to feel you so deep inside, loving me. I want to feel alive, sexy, and desirable.”

  He took one claw tipped finger and ripped her bra in half, exposing her rosy pink nipples to his sight. Reaching down, he tugged at one as he sucked and bit the other one.

  “You’re so damn beautiful.” He growled at her before switching nipples. “I can smell your desire. It’s driving me crazy.”

  “Show me how much you want me.” She needed him in her.

  He slid down her body kissing her and caressing her until he hit the apex of her thighs. “Is this what you want, Angel”

  He drove his tongue into her, causing her to cry out. That’s exactly what she wanted. Her body, already primed, exploded on his lips. He continued to tongue her, wringing out every drop of desire from her. His fingers caressed her, sinking in deep, making her want more.

  Her body twisted while her mind howled with desire. Mine, she cried out. He was hers and she wasn’t giving him up.

  She gasped for air, trying to breathe normally. Then she felt him enter her, opening her wide, making her want more as he slid deep. The intense sensations were turning cries into screams. Her head tossed back and forth as her body opened for him. Hell yeah, she needed more.

  Her hips swung up to meet him as sounds of ecstasy were pulled from her lips. “You feel so good in me Nicolas.”

  “You’re so tight I don’t want to hurt you.”

  She laughed and thrust her hips up to take him deeper. “So good. I need it all.”

  She knew when he stopped holding back. His hips pounded against her, making her feel alive with the fire that was coursing through her body, devouring her mind, body and soul. Her nerves zinged with the joy he was making her feel.

  “I love you,” she screamed, as he moved deep within her, making her reach for that feeling of bliss.

  “Janis, we want you to be ours forever.”

  His movement shifted to short intense strokes that hit against her pleasure center, driving her crazy.

  “Make me yours, Nicolas.

  She thrust her hips faster, grinding against him as she fire became an inferno building in her system. She forgot about everything as she moved, wanting to feel that glorious release erupt.

  “Nicolas,” she gasped barely able to breathe as she tried to get closer.

  He bent his head, allowing his fangs to grow. As he felt the first tremble of her release, he struck, sinking his fangs deep within her throat. She came with a scream that shook the roof — her body broke into a thousand pieces.

  Chapter Twenty Three

  Janis was floating in a state of euphoria. He’d taken her to a different world. Laughter bubbled up in her mind. She would like to brag to the whole world that her lover was an alien, but one cell was enough for her, thank you very much.

  She wrapped her arms around him tighter. She was loved. Her life was different and would always be from now on.

  Sighing she tried to open her eyes. Nothing happened. There was no reason to panic. She tried again.

  “Don’t panic, Mate. You’re fine.”

  She turned her head to find herself facing Nicolas in his other form.

  “No worries, Mate. I won’t hurt you.”

  She smiled. “I’m not scared of you.”

  He smiled at her. If she met him in a dark alley she might run for her life.

  “You’re strong. I knew that the first minute I saw you.”

  “You thought I was strong as I lie on the ground waiting to die?”

  “No. I knew you were strong when I saw you shopping, even though you acted like it was taking your life in your hands. I admired you immediately, without needing to know your story.”

  “Thank you. Where are we?”

  “We’re on my world. The one I grew up on.”

  He reached his hand out and she took it. They were in a jungle. The trees were immense, blotting out a lot of the sun and obscuring the sky. They walked a short distance before he stopped.

  In front of her was a deep hole in the ground. The scene changed. The sun disappeared and torrents of rain began to fall. The temperature lowered, making her shiver from the cold. Nicolas left and went over to the hole. He lowered himself into it and lie still.

  The hole filled with water and mud and still he didn’t move. His body was covered while he remained perfectly still, motionless.

  “We, my brothers and I, had been sent out on an assignment. Word came to expect an invasion. No one knew when it would happen. All they had was an approximate time. They needed warriors on the field to be the first wave of fighters. No camps, no fire or glow sticks. We would have to rough it. If we were spotted, the attack would be aborted.”

  She walked closer to the hole. It was miserable. He was vulnerable unable to defend himself if any animal attacked or took a nibble out of him. A thought struck her.

  “What about when you needed to go to the bathroom.”

  “We weren’t allowed to move for any reason until the enemy attacked. We were on watch for a week in weather like this before the attack finally came. The enemy set down in the wide clearing we made. Still we didn’t move, even as they began to disembark. We needed to eradicate the leaders of the attack. Even after they landed, we couldn’t bring attention to ourselves. Finally those in charge felt safe enough to leave the comfort of their ship. That’s when we attacked.”

  “How could you move after being still that long?”

  “We w
ere bred for this. Our bodies simply did what was necessary. We attacked and destroyed all, but some ships had the foresight to land further away than the others. Those ships made it off of the planet. After days without food or warmth, we were called back to the camp before we could hunt. At least, we thought, we would have a warm meal.”

  Janis nodded; they would be greeted with food and praise.

  “When we returned home, we were asked a question. How could we miss a ship?”

  Her mouth dropped, thinking at first she was hearing him wrong.

  “Then we were told there was a consequence for failing to complete a mission. I tell you this, Mate, so you will understand that when those in charge decide to humiliate you or make an example out of you, many times there is nothing you can do. We were helpless and suffered the consequences because that is what we were brought up to do. Obey.”

  “What happened? Did they simply get tired of punishing you?”

  “No, one day when we thought the end had come for us, Dante went up to the Scientist in charge of our group and said something to him. After that, the Scientist never came close to us again. No one knows what was said, but whatever it was saved our lives.”

  She nodded her head understanding what he was saying to her.

  “I cried.” She lowered her head. “I begged for my life and I was silent when they dragged Adele out. I couldn’t allow myself to believe she’d never come back again. Why didn’t I scream like Nicole? Why didn’t I threaten them?”

  “Would it have saved her life?”

  “No, but she would’ve known I cared, and that I wanted her to live.”

  “I’m sorry for the loss of your friend. Good people die in war. This is war.”

  “How did you do it? How did you survive everything that was done to you?”

  “I survived because I knew I wasn’t alone. I had my family and my extended family. I survived just like you did, Janis, because you knew you were never alone. You knew I was looking for you.”

  She threw herself into his arms and let the tears she’d kept at bay all these weeks finally break free. She cried for Adele who she’d never see again. She cried for Nicole who was now trying to put her life back together. She cried for all of the others who died at the hands of a mad-man and his two sons.