by Anna Adler
Alyssa wondered about this, going through different theories in her head.
Did he have the means to escape all this time and only now decided to use them? No, it didn’t make sense.
Did someone help him? No, if someone helped him break out of the cage, they would have helped him out of the apartment as well. Besides, the cage door opened only with Alyssa’s fingerprint. There was no way anyone could have copied that.
Or was there?
She cast a suspicious glance at Jax. He had touched her hand, just before she went out. He had kissed and licked her fingertips… She’d never let him do that before. That must have been the key. She stared at him with a puzzled frown, trying to piece it together.
Jax sensed her stare and turned his head. “What?”
“You copied my fingerprint somehow. That’s how you got out.”
He didn’t say anything, but he lifted a curious eyebrow.
“Your hand…I touched your hand before, so that’s not how you did it. I think it was your mouth. You can copy things that you have tasted or something.”
“You figured that out, huh?”
Her heart leaped. Encouraged, she continued, “This is some obscure S’laurian trait, isn’t it? Can you tell me more about it? It wasn’t mentioned in your file.”
Jax gazed at her thoughtfully, rubbing his chin. “I’m lucky that you people don’t know much about S’laurians. Did you know that S’laurians don’t talk? Don’t produce sound, that is, except when threatened. They communicate by touching with their tongues.”
Jax fell silent and seemed to sink into his thoughts, leaving Alyssa only with this cryptic piece of information. “So how does it work?” she prompted.
“No idea. I’m only half S’laurian and I never learned their language.”
“But you know how to do something with your tongue.”
Jax heaved a deep breath before admitting, “Yeah. The tip is sensitive. It can imitate textures it comes into contact with. I never thought it was of any use until today.”
Alyssa cast a look at the cage door. The lock with the touch pad was on the outside.
How the hell did his tongue reach that far?
She fixed her gaze on him again, her heart beating faster with excitement. There was something alien about him she hadn’t yet discovered!
“Would you…would you show me your tongue?” she asked, beginning to rise, but pausing and settling down on her knees again, struggling to rein in her eagerness. “Please?”
Jax’s mouth twisted into a self-deprecating sneer. “You want to see what a freak I am?”
“You’re not a freak. You’re something unique. I’ve never seen anyone like you.”
“That’s the definition of a freak to most people.”
“Please?” Alyssa almost whined.
The longing expression on her face must have convinced him. Slowly, he opened his mouth and his tongue pushed out, reaching further and further. Alyssa gasped, her eyes wide. It was as long as her arm and appeared agile, as if he could twist it into a knot, or wrap it around her throat. It was red like a human tongue, but narrower and stringier. She half raised her hand, wanting to touch it. It was so fascinating.
“How incredible,” she sighed. “It’s such a pity I won’t get to show you to my friends. They’d all die of envy.”
Jax pulled his tongue back in. He digested her words for a minute then shook his head with a dark chuckle.
Alyssa looked up at him. “What?”
“If I had to name one good thing about this place, it’s that. You get excited about things the rest of the galaxy finds repulsive.”
“The rest of the galaxy can go f—” Alyssa paused. “I mean, Silenians understand the value of things.”
Jax burst into a laugh. “Never mind that you’re all fucking nuts otherwise.”
“Do you think I’m nuts?” Alyssa asked him in a soft voice, growing serious. She looked him in the eyes.
Jax didn’t answer. She inched closer to him. “Am I crazy to find you attractive? So attractive that I wanted to own you?”
He didn’t speak. Alyssa found his silence encouraging. She moved carefully around him until she was kneeling between his legs, her hands resting on his muscular thighs. Jax still held her wrist, but his grip turned loose, relaxed.
“Say, Jax…you’ve decided to leave and I’ve decided to help you…but it’s two days until that shuttle launch.” Alyssa’s gaze wandered lower until it reached his crotch. She lifted her eyes again, knowing he caught her meaning. She detected a spark of interest in his eyes.
“I never deceived you,” she continued, her voice turning huskier. “I do want to have sex with you. And you said you would make my fantasy come true. Would you?” She rubbed his thighs. “We have the time. We have until Sunday. Why not make the best of it?”
Alyssa licked her lips and glanced at his crotch again. He was stirring. “You find me attractive, don’t you? I always hoped you would.”
“Yes, I find you attractive,” Jax said, his voice thick.
Alyssa’s heart leaped with victory. “I’m sure you have needs,” she said, leaning forward. “I could take care of them. You could slake all your lust on me.”
His nostrils flared. “What’s the catch?”
“No catch. You’d be doing me a favor, that’s all. You’d be giving me something I want. And maybe you want it, too?”
She ran her hand up his thigh, toward his crotch. She cupped the bulge at the front, finding it hardening by the second. Her breath came faster and an electrifying arousal spread inside her. But then Jax grabbed her wrists and held them firmly away from him.
“You’re trying to seduce me,” he growled. “You’ve been trying to seduce me from day one.”
Alyssa realized she was advancing too fast. She fought to overcome her eagerness and think clearly. She sat back on her heels.
“It’s the other way around, really,” she said. “You’re so delightfully strange and attractive that I can’t keep my hands off you.”
He humphed, glaring down at her. “Tell me the truth, Alyssa. You like me?”
“Of course I like you.”
“If I had begged for it on my knees, would you have let me go? Set me free?”
Alyssa swallowed. She had to tell him the truth even though he wouldn’t like it. “No,” she said. “I never would have let you go no matter how much you pleaded.”
His face hardened and his eyes narrowed, but he only asked, “Why?”
“Because you’re mine,” she said simply. “You would have accepted it in time.”
Alyssa wasn’t ashamed to admit it. There was nothing to be ashamed of. The law stated that he belonged to her and she knew she would have taken good care of him.
“But now that I’m out of the cage, you suddenly want to back me up and I’m supposed to trust you on that?”
“Yes. You managed to break out and overpower me…that was my mistake and IPT’s; we should have examined you more thoroughly. Apparently your unusual tongue is so well disguised it doesn’t show as an anomaly on body scans. I tried to tame you and keep you under control, and I failed. But I care about you. All I can do now is save your life…and try and persuade you to have sex with me before you go.”
“So you’re not thinking ‘if I can’t have him, no one else will’?”
Alyssa shuddered. “What an awful thought. No. That kind of thing never occurred to me. I want you to live.”
“The things you say don’t make any goddamn sense. Why the hell should I believe you?”
She gave him a small, knowing smile. “Because you’re intelligent. You’ve kept a close eye on me for two weeks and you’ve figured out how I tick. You know I’m honest. My way of thinking is different from yours, but you understand my reasoning perfectly well, don’t you? The things I want are simple and straightforward.”
Jax fell silent and looked away, chewing on this. His grip on her wrists relaxed and Alyssa pulled herself free, placin
g her hands on his thighs again. It was wicked of her. She knew exactly how suggestive her touch was. Jax’s gaze snapped back to her.
“You think you can trust me not to hurt you?”
A thrill went through Alyssa, but she held his gaze without flinching. “Do you want to hurt me?” she asked softly.
No, I don’t think so. If he wanted to hurt me, he would have done so already.
Besides, she had kept a close eye on him as well; he was not cruel by nature. He glared down at her, conflicting passions evident in his eyes, but he didn’t say anything.
“Don’t think,” Alyssa urged him. “Just say what you feel. Please.”
Jax’s jaw tightened. “I don’t know. Despite the whole fucked-up shit with the cage and the collar, I don’t want to hurt you. I actually kind of like you. And hell, I do want to fuck you. But I also want to punish you. It’s a big ass mess in my head—better you stay away from me.”
Alyssa’s breath came faster. He desired her, and didn’t want to harm her; that was all she needed. Staying away from him was the last thing she wanted now. She edged closer. “I can handle punishment. In fact…I would rather enjoy it.”
He gave her an evaluating look. Then he put his hand on her cheek. His touch was gentle now, so gentle, making Alyssa nearly melt. He ran his thumb over her lower lip.
“You’d be my toy,” he said in a low voice.
Alyssa shivered with pleasure. “I want whatever you give me. I can take it.”
“Are you sure? I’m not sweet. I like it rough.”
“Good.”
Something flashed in his eyes. Alyssa guessed he wasn’t prepared for this. He hadn’t expected her to want him on his terms. She hadn’t expected it either. He was an untamed pet on the loose, yet she wasn’t afraid. She was following her instincts, and her instincts told her that she was safe with him.
“No strings attached,” Alyssa encouraged him. “I swear. Let’s not think about tomorrow or the day after. Let’s just have this one night for the two of us.”
That pushed him over the edge. He stood up. “So you want an alien in your bed?”
Alyssa stood up simultaneously, as if pulled by invisible attraction. “Not just any alien. I want you.”
He took her face into his hands, his large, warm hands that seemed to cover half her head so easily.
“Fuck, but I’ve been looking forward to kissing you,” he growled and crushed his mouth on hers.
Alyssa gasped. She had been kissed by many men, but never like this. His kisses were so fierce that she had to clutch him for support. She grasped his biceps and gave back as much as she could. He slid one hand to the small of her back and pulled her against his hard body. His other hand clasped the back of her neck. Alyssa’s knees turned weak.
She sensed that he’d been holding back. He must have wanted her all along, but he’d kept it hidden until now. Alyssa’s heart raced, desire lighting up her body. She didn’t know anyone who’d ever had sex with an untamed pet. It was a taboo, and something out of her darkest fantasies. The owner was always supposed to be in control, but with her and Jax, the lines of control had blurred.
“All right, girl,” he rumbled between kisses. “Let’s go find your bed.”
Chapter 13
Alyssa gasped when he scooped her up in his arms and carried her to the bedroom. A blissful sense of abandon came over her, and she twined her arms around his neck.
I’m his now.
She didn’t care what would happen. She trusted him and she trusted herself. This was what she’d secretly always wanted—Jax having his way with her.
Once in the bedroom, Jax stopped, as if he’d seen something. Then he burst into a deep, appreciative laugh.
“What?” Alyssa wondered, looking around.
“You dirty woman,” he chuckled. “You like to watch, don’t you? You like to see what’s being done to you.”
“Oh, the mirrors?”
Two of the bedroom walls were mirrors. Alyssa liked her bedroom that way. Admittedly, it was sexy. She yelped as Jax dropped her on the bed. With one sharp move he tore his shirt in half while she lay there watching, breathless with wonder.
If this is a dream, I don’t want to wake up.
He kicked his pants off. The sight of his gorgeous, partially scaled body made her mouth water. His cock stood hard, impressively long and thick, making her pussy throb with anticipation. All that hard, alien flesh inside her…it would be such sweet pain. Alyssa began to wiggle out of her clothes, desperate to surrender to him. Jax, in his naked glory, crawled over her on the bed.
“Stop,” he said. “I want to do that. Put your hands above your head.”
Flushed, Alyssa obeyed. The position made her feel curiously restrained, even though nothing held her down, and it only increased her arousal.
“Please, Jax,” she panted. “Hurry.”
He caressed her cheek. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen a woman so eager.”
“I’ve wanted you since the moment I first saw you.”
He grinned. “To be honest, I found you hot as hell too, but I never thought we’d end up like this.”
Alyssa begged him to hurry again, but he straddled her hips and gazed down at her. “There’s something we need to talk about first. I want to make sure no accidental offspring will result from this.”
“Don’t worry,” she said. “I’m on birth control. And we’re both clean. I know the pet training center did a full check-up on you.”
Jax made a scoffing noise. “I don’t trust anything the training center says. And I’d rather have the birth control under my control, if you get my drift. Any contraceptives in the house?”
Alyssa smiled and nodded toward her nightstand.
He probably suspects I’m trying to get secretly pregnant by him.
She would never do such a thing. It was dishonest. Besides, Silenians didn’t breed with their pets.
Jax crawled to check the drawers and pulled out a pack of condoms. “Excellent. Good old reliable.” He ripped the pack open, the contents raining on the bed. “That’s for later. But first…” He tossed the empty pack on the floor, straddled her hips again and began to unbutton her blouse, a devilish grin on his lips. “I watched you do this so many times. Unwrapping this nice body of yours.”
He opened her blouse and gave her body a long, hungry glance before cupping her breasts. Alyssa moaned, arching her body into his touch. She had fantasized about this often, but it felt even better in reality.
“These breasts…” Jax murmured. “They’re unbelievable. Just right for a good squeeze.”
“Mm, yes.”
“I bet they can handle a good suck, too.”
Alyssa felt dizzy as she watched him pop her breasts out of her bra. She reached out and touched his hair, wanting to run her fingers through it, but he paused and gave her a stern look. “Hands above your head. Keep them there until I tell you otherwise.”
Once again she obeyed, even though she ached to caress him. Jax cupped her breasts more forcefully, and his mouth descended on them. He kissed them all over and licked at her nipples before closing his mouth over one nipple and sucking. Alyssa whimpered and bit her lip, the exquisite torture turning her panties damp. Finally, he peeled the blouse and the bra off her completely. Then he shifted off her and unbuttoned her pants.
“Yes.” Alyssa squirmed impatiently. “Yes, yes…”
“Stay still,” he warned.
He pulled her pants down her legs, along with the panties, removing them. Alyssa wiggled her hips. Her pussy ached for attention. Jax ran his hands over her hips and thighs, but he didn’t touch her where she wanted him the most. Alyssa reached out for him, trying to guide his hand between her legs.
Jax grabbed her wrists, halting her. “You’re not staying still,” he growled.
“I can’t wait,” she moaned. “Stop teasing me.”
“I’ll tease you as much as I want. You tortured me for two weeks, you vixen.”
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“I know what you wanted,” he drawled, grinning down at her. “You’ve been a bad girl, Alyssa. Bad girls get punished.”
Heat spread in her belly and she grew still. “Yes,” she breathed.
Jax stroked her thigh, his voice full of dark amusement. “You’re a bad girl who put me in a cage. A horny, selfish, and impatient little vixen. How shall we punish you?”
“Spanking?” Alyssa suggested hopefully.
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
“Yes,” she admitted, feeling guilty.
Jax chuckled. “Come here, over my lap. Let’s see you offer that ass to me.”
He moved to sit on the edge of the bed. Alyssa crawled over to him, eager, and bent herself over his muscular thighs. She had received a few lackluster spankings from her former boyfriends, but they never even got her heartrate up. The mere thought of being spanked by Jax, however… She struggled to keep her panting under control.
“Head down,” Jax rumbled, pressing the back of her neck. “Lower. I want your ass properly lifted.”
Alyssa obeyed, her skin tingling with excitement. Jax ran his hands over her lower back, massaging her.
“Stay relaxed and don’t move.”
His hands moved over her buttocks and he massaged those as well. Alyssa moaned; it felt so good.
“You want a hard spanking, don’t you?” he murmured. “You’ve been such a bad girl that a little slapping won’t do, right?”
His words thrilled her.
Oh, my delicious, wicked pet…
“Yes. Go hard.”
She would have been disappointed by gentle taps. He was untamed and she loved his passion. She wanted to be marked by him.
His fingers kneaded her left buttock menacingly. “Let’s hear you beg for it. You want your punishment.”
“Jax,” Alyssa whined, pushing back against his hand, wanting him to get on with it.