Alien Romance: Astral Mates Complete Series (Book 1 - 4): Scifi Alien Abduction Romance (Alien Invasion Romance, Alien Romance)

by Chloe Joel

  As the sun rose the next day, Ashley woke to an empty bed. She listened for the shower but heard nothing. Breakfast arrived at roughly the same time as the previous days. She had a note ready for the tray. Without touching the food, she put the message on the tray and placed the tray on a shelf.

  Less than five minutes later, the door opened and Martin stood there.

  Ashley smiled and invited him over to a little dining area she had set up. Martin tilted his head to the side. Ashley’s smile grew and she walked over to him. Taking his hand, she led him to the table.

  “I’m not sure if you can eat or what you can eat, but I’ve asked them to send your breakfast up here.”

  Martin frowned at her.

  “I think we should actually start spending more time together. We have not shown each other our bests. It is time we actually get to know each other. I’m not saying that I accept or even understand your version of destiny, but…” she looked around the room, “I cannot deny that I have never felt like this with anyone else.”

  Martin gave her a sarcastic look.

  “Yes, I know what I said, but you were coming on too strong.”

  He raised his eyebrows.

  “Right, I see how that is really wrong of me to say, but it’s true. I had just found out that aliens are real, and that the person that I wanted more than anything else, even my own freedom, was not… um…” she was at a loss for words.

  She decided to take a different approach, “I can’t understand why you would accept me as fate. On Earth, we don’t have relationships with lower life forms, no interspecies mating. The idea that there are other life forms who are able to do the things that we can’t, well, that’s just…”

  Before she knew what was happening, Martin had wrapped his arms around her and was pressing his mouth to hers. One of his hands pressed the small of her back into him while the other caressed her neck. Ashley moaned and leaned in for a second, but suddenly, she felt him flinching. Quickly, she pulled back.

  “No, no, that’s not.”

  Martin’s eyes turned cold.

  “I don’t mean never, I mean you’re hurt. You wouldn’t mate with me as long as I was injured, and I think I’m starting to understand how you knew.” She took his hand and moved him to a chair. She pressed on his chest until he was sitting.

  “This should be good for your tongue and help you heal faster.”

  For the rest of breakfast, she kept talking with him, telling him stories about her mom taking her on vacation, how they had once nearly gotten in trouble during one of the high school orientations, and some of the thoughts she had about what she would do now that she had her whole life in front of her. Martin watched and occasionally said something to encourage her to keep going.

  Nearly an hour passed in polite, one-sided discussion. Martin pointed to the clock.

  “Oh, I’m so sorry. Go. I know you are busy. You have a business to run and a military to lead. I’ll be here. But can you promise me one thing?”

  He tilted his head to the side as if to ask what the favor was.

  “Will you please come back here for dinner? I would love to go over some more ideas with you.” She gave him a smile.

  Martin moved his head from side to side as if to say he couldn’t commit to that.

  “Ok, if you can’t dine with me, please promise you will come sleep with me tonight. I promise to behave like last night.”

  Martin looked at her with his adorable lopsided grin and nodded his head.

  That night was a bit more challenging. When Ashley slipped in bed beside him, he kept trying to put his hand on her thigh, which was fine until he started to stroke it. Finally, she was forced to tell him that either he went to sleep or she would have to go sleep by the door. He settled down after that, but his heart rate was noticeably faster than the night before. She went to sleep with a smile on her face.

  The next morning, she awoke with her face pressed against his chest.

  “Hey! You can’t…”

  She didn’t have a chance to finish before his hand was on her hip, pulling her toward him and he was kissing her. Ashely moaned and couldn’t stop herself from responding to his rhythmic thrust against her. As he began to slide her under him, she realized that he had taken off his pants.

  “Why you little-” She ducked under his arm and hopped out of the bed. “You know you aren’t well enough for that.”

  “Almost.”

  “Almost is the same as actual.”

  He dropped his head as if in submission.

  “Now you behave. I need to go shower after my hard day’s work of sitting in this room followed by a long night of cuddling.”

  She smiled at him as he lay back.

  The shower water felt great, and she kept it colder than normal because she knew that she was a little too excited. She closed her eyes as his image passed through her mind and she let out a little moan. Suddenly, she felt something pressing against her. Startled, she gave a little shriek and jumped. The familiar arms shot around her waist and kept her from falling.

  “You shouldn’t be in here with me,” she said, trying to get her heart to return to its normal pace.

  “There is nowhere else I want…to be.” Though his speech was considerably better, it was still a little off.

  “Are you really going to keep throwing yourself at me like this?”

  “As long as you…are here.” The words sounded more like a question than a statement, like he was uncertain for one of the first times in his life.

  “I can’t think of anywhere I would rather be.”

  He turned her around, his eyes sparkled with an intensity that pulled her in. Stepping forward, he placed his hands on her hips.

  “You aren’t better.”

  “Close enough.”

  “Not until I say you are.”

  “Torture?”

  “As much as you can manage.”

  His hands went around her back and rested on the small of her back. As much as she wanted to pull away to force him to wait, she was no longer able to fight what she had been feeling since he had rescued her.

  He lowered his face to hers and she watched his eyes close. She smiled and closer her own. The kiss was tender but innocent, despite their situation. He picked up the shampoo and lathered her hair with it. For 15 minutes, he cleaned her thoroughly before a longer, less innocent kiss.

  She left the shower feeling an interesting mix of exceptionally clean and all-too turned on.

  That evening when Martin came to bed, Ashley was busy at the desk. He tilted his head at her.

  “Nothing, just planning.”

  He moved toward her, but she had expected that. No matter how fast he was, she had the papers covered before he could reach her.

  “Enough,” he said. He pulled her out of the chair and led her toward the bed.

  “I don’t think you are ready.”

  “I can’t wait anymore.”

  “What if you have to?”

  “I-” He pulled her to him, kissing her as passionately as he had in the shower.

  “See? You need a little more…”

  This time, he pulled her close, his hand kneading her back, and she found that his tongue was fully healed.

  “Oh,” she said, only partly opening her eyes.

  He picked her up and moved over to the bed. He placed her down with a delicacy that did not match his muscular exterior.

  “Are you sure?” His eyes showed that he was no longer certain that she was willing to accept him, “You said never.”

  “I’ve been wrong before, but this time, I’ve no doubt that I am right.”

  “You will accept me as yours for the rest of your life?”

  “If you will have me, I will consider myself the luckiest woman in the world.” She smiled at him, “In the entire universe.”

  “We won’t be able to stay here forever. I will have to leave…”

  “I don’t care. I don’t want to stay on Earth if you are
n’t here.”

  For the first time, Martin looked shy and reserved.

  Putting her hand on his face, “It’s ok. I am certain.”

  He picked her up and twirled her around. When they began to kiss, neither of them held back. His hands tore at her shirt, and hers ripped apart the buttons on his shirt.

  Placing her back down on the bed, she saw a look in his eyes that excited her beyond reason. Running her hands over his pecks and down his abs, she slipped them into the front of his pants and quickly unbuttoned them. She could tell that there would be no waiting or working to get him excited enough to perform.

  As he fumbled with her pants, she giggled and kissed him on the forehead. He looked at her apologetically, and she just giggled. Taking that as the sign he needed, Martin pulled her pants off and stopped.

  She lay naked in front of him for the first time. It had been difficult to see so clearly in the shower, but now he was panting as he took it in.

  Her face shone, and a smiled spread across her face as she looked up at him. They didn’t have to say a word as he gently ran his hands on her thighs, pressing them apart as she thrust her hips up. Martin caught his breath, and faster than she could have imagined, he was kissing her, pressing himself against her, then pressing himself into her.

  With his first thrust, she let out a low moan. Alarmed, he stopped. She looked at him, then wrapped her hands around to his gluts and pulled him back into her. Following her instruction, he began to press into her, then smoothly slide out. It took less than half a minute before she had wrapped her legs around him and experienced her first orgasm.

  It was almost five hours later when they finally lay back on the bed together, sweating and fully satisfied.

  For the next hour, Martin caressed her face and told her about his life. She drank in his words until she noticed that he was starting to stiffen. With a burst of energy, Ashley pressed him back onto the bed and slung her leg over him.

  His eyes went wide as she began to slide him inside her, but the smile on his face as she began to bounce made her laugh. The laughter distracted her so much that she didn’t put up a fight when he grabbed her and flipped her onto her stomach.

  When morning dawned, they decided to sleep in, although there wasn’t that much sleeping involved. Within 12 hours of the beginning of the mating ceremony, she was pregnant, something that she didn’t know yet, but that Martin could already tell.

  He figured that the information could wait a while since the baby would take more than a year before being born. He lay there beside her, enjoying her physical presence and the sound of her voice as they talked.

  Ashley enjoyed running her hands all over his body. It was exquisite, and when she found out that it was his form, she began to understand what adaptable meant to most of the rest of the universe. For the first time in her life, she felt like she was safe, like there was nothing that was standing in her way of happiness.

  A small part of her thought it was a shame that her mother hadn’t been able to enjoy a similar experience, but most of her knew that her mother would have said that Ashley should enjoy her life without feeling guilty.

  As they lay together talking and making love, and occasionally sleeping, he told her more about destiny as it was widely understood in the universe.

  “It’s how you knew my name without me ever telling you.”

  “Really? That’s incredible. Not as incredible as this,” and she slid her hand up and down his torso, then into his ear, “but incredible.”

  “You know, I had no idea when I went running into the woods that I was going to find the one thing that I’ve been waiting for my entire life.”

  “An annoying, lower-life form?”

  He placed his head on her breast and moaned, “You’ll never let me live that down, will you?”

  “Never. But that’s ok, but you can hold it over me forever because I’m never going to mate with you.”

  The sound of his laughter tingled inside of her and the bed shook ever so slightly.

  “It’s a deal,” he said, the green light in his eyes already starting to sparkle again. “But no. I’ve wanted a family my whole life because I never had one of my own.”

  “I guess it’s lucky for me that you want a family so badly. Otherwise, you never would have put up with me.”

  “For this,” he placed his hands on her hips, slid them up to her breasts, and up to her head, where he gently kissed her forehead. As he moved, she could feel he was already ready for more.

  “You know what, Martin? You are insatiable.” She looked into his eyes as he ran a hand along her breast.

  “Good thing too because I can barely keep up with you.” He leaned forward and began to suck on her nipple.

  Ashley giggled as he slid her under him again. Her giggle died as she let herself get lost in the passion of the feel of his lips and the rhythm of his hips.

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