His Alien Virgin

by Jessica E. Subject

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  His Alien Virgin

  Copyright © 2014 by Jessica E. Subject

  ISBN: 978-1-61333-680-9

  Cover art by Fiona Jayde

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  An Unexpected Return

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  Alien Lover

  His Alien Virgin

  A 1Night Stand Story

  By

  Jessica E. Subject

  Chapter One

  Skylar shoved a shirt and a pair of pants—the only non-revealing clothes she owned—into her bag. She didn’t bother to zip it up, worried the sound of metal teeth grinding against each other would arouse her roommates. The last thing she needed to happen. They would only cause more delays. And she refused to live in the complex a moment longer. Or on the planet.

  With a quiet breath, she tiptoed across the cold steel floor, weaving around the rays of light reflecting off the two moons into the dormitory.

  A soft sigh echoed through the room and Skylar froze, biting her bottom lip to keep her panic from boiling over. She gazed around and noticed one of her roommates smiling, her eyes closed.

  “Oh, Hay’den, you’ve come to rescue me.”

  How they all wished for their heroes to come. Only, none ever did.

  The girl rolled onto her side. If she opened her eyes, she’d find Skylar standing in front of her.

  Please, don’t wake up. As much as she’d love to take them all with her, she didn’t have time to tell anyone of her plan. Plus, more bodies meant more noise and a greater risk of alerting her keeper of their purpose.

  She glanced at the door. Her path to freedom lay only a few feet away.

  After thirty seconds of no movement or sound from the other bunks, she continued her trek, daring to take the chance of being caught. Finally reaching the exit, she twisted the handle, but her sweaty palms did nothing to ease her escape. She wiped her hands on her barely there nightdress and twisted again, releasing a heavy breath at the satisfying click.

  Peeking up and down the hallway, she saw no one to stop her, no one who would crush her dreams of getting off Rebed. Without a space pirate, that was. A shudder ran through her, and she swallowed down her unease. Once she got away, she no longer had to worry about the monster coming to claim her in the morning.

  Time to go. Run! She dashed around a corner and down the empty corridor, toward the dark-as-space shipyard. Her heart pounded like a fist against her ribs. She’d never stolen anything in her life, but she had to leave, refused to remain in the hellhole a second longer.

  She peeked outside, searching for a lookout, anyone who could stop her from reaching her destination. All clear. Though she wouldn’t breathe a sigh of relief until she’d left the atmosphere, landed on a new planet. For only then would she be free. If her brothers ever found out she’d escaped and broken her contract, they’d hunt her down, tie her up, and drag her back to Rebed—soil she never wanted to set foot on again. Yet, if she made it to the other side of the galaxy, she could blend in and never look back.

  Spying her target, a star cruiser belonging to her brothers, she raced across the tarmac. After deserting her on the planet star cycles ago, Galan and Volan had finally come to visit, bringing their new wife, Danyka, to meet her. Skylar’s mother had married a blue-skinned humanoid with two sons. But when their parents died in a shuttle crash, she’d been left in the care of her teenage stepbrothers. She understood they weren’t mature enough to care for a child, but she’d been old enough to take care of herself. It hadn’t been necessary to drop her off on Rebed.

  She slapped her palm on the scanner, shaking in anticipation. Please, let my print still be on file. So much time had passed since she’d flown in the vessel. Had her brothers changed the codes or erased her data once they’d abandoned her? Tapping her foot, she waited for a green light, for the door to open. Something.

  She glanced behind her. Come on. Hurry!

  Seconds, maybe minutes passed without a response. Sweat washed over her. She fought to catch her breath and tears stung the backs of her eyes. Please! Once the sun rose, she’d be twenty-one star cycles, legal to be presented to the disgusting creep who’d bought her contract, the exact person she wanted to escape.

  A whoosh echoed to her left. With a startled jump, she stared in the direction of the sound. The door. She placed her hand over her chest. Thank the gods.

  Ducking inside, she slid onto the captain’s chair. The ship now lay at her mercy. Finally, she had a chance to get off of the planet, an opportunity to live a new life. To be happy like she used to be when her parents were still alive, instead of dreading every second until her twenty-first birthday. It was time to live on her own terms, find her own love, rather than be chosen by a wealthy old space pirate with twelve arms and just as many wives. Or, maybe take a chance like her brothers—stepbrothers—and leave her fate in the hands of the mysterious Earth woman, Madame Evangeline. If Eve could find a Terran female to handle both Galan and Volan, surely she could locate a man for Skylar. Maybe someone from Earth, too. No matter, she refused to become another consort to the beast, another womb to carry his tentacle alien babies.

  Skylar brushed her hands across the console. How on earth do I start this thing? Was there a key card? A special code? No one had bothered to teach her.

  Damn! She slammed her palms on the dash, tears splashing onto the console. I’m never
going to get away from here. Not on my own.

  “Engine started.”

  She gasped, panels and lights coming to life around her. A sharp buzz filled the air. Yes!

  The cabin shook. The engine roared. Too loud. Someone would hear.

  “Please enter your destination.”

  Destination? Her fingers tingled, her throat suddenly dry. Did she really want to go to Earth? She knew nothing about the planet, only what her brothers and their wife, Danyka, had told her only hours earlier. How would she live? She had few Space Service credits to spend anywhere. How would she survive when she had no one to help her?

  Didn’t matter. She had to go. She swallowed the lump in her throat.

  Scrolling through the tap-down menu, she located Earth. If her brothers could find happiness there, why couldn’t she? She deserved pleasure and joy as much as they did.

  With a slight lift, the ship hovered above the ground. Gripping the handles of the chair, she braced for takeoff. Vibrations shook the cabin, as if a comet passed within the atmosphere. Her stomach churned.

  The ship lunged forward, inertia shoving her back in her seat. She couldn’t move. But, at least, she was leaving Rebed. I’m finally free!

  ***

  “Stuttering Star snatchers!” Skylar pushed off the ground and stood, brushing at her tattered clothing. Her life on Earth wasn’t supposed to end before it started. If only she’d had time to prepare for a smoother landing.

  Who was she kidding? The entry had been a total disaster, the vessel she’d traveled in smashed into millions of pieces, likely scattered across the desert, along with her few belongings. She had nothing left but the shredded clothes she clutched across her body. So much for luck. Thank goodness she’d had the chance to dematerialize from the ship before it crashed. Now, she needed to make her way to the Castillo Hotel and meet her date.

  On her journey through space, she’d researched the company Danyka said had brought her and Skylar’s brothers together. With hope to find her own perfect match on Earth, she’d filled out the unending application for the 1Night Stand dating service, and studied endless videos and transcripts about her destination, reciting the language and practicing the gestures of the natives. As she’d passed Earth’s moon, she received Madame Evangeline’s transmitted details of her upcoming evening of pleasure. The Frenchwoman had scheduled everything to happen that night. No chance for Skylar to rest or get acclimated to her new surroundings. But her landing had ruined everything. Approaching a private airfield north of the city called Las Vegas, she’d cut the thrusters too early and sent the ship into a downward spiral.

  With quick fingers, she’d programmed the coordinates of the Castillo Hotel into the transporter. At least that equipment was familiar. She’d avoided the crash, but landed in some dark alley instead of a building.

  Gods help her if she showed up for her date wearing only scraps of material. Her blue hair and lips and pale face would already garner her unwanted attention. Why had she ever thought she would fit in there? But Madame Eve had promised her date would not run from her alien appearance. We’ll see.

  She inched her way down the back street, toward the illuminated end. Heading farther into the shadowed area held no appeal in the unfamiliar landscape. Who knew what she’d encounter?

  Glancing around the corner, she gasped. Flashing lights of every color imaginable adorned the exotic architecture. Some of the framework consisted of precise lines and angles, while others were so abstract, they had to be imported from another dimension. And yet, they all stood side by side like a proud, blended family. Like I should have.

  She shook off the thought. Her stepbrothers had abandoned her so many star cycles before, arranging her place on the blasted planet Rebed, where orphaned females from across the universe were sold as trophy wives for wealthy space pirates. Meanwhile, Galan and Volan went gallivanting through space without her. And then, on her twenty-first birthday, they’d decided to visit, bringing along their new wife, a woman so sweet, Skylar wanted to know if everyone on Earth could be so kind.

  But they’d scoffed at the idea of her visiting the Terran planet, thought it obscene she would use the 1Night Stand service for her first date, her first sexual encounter. And they’d refused to listen to her objections about the place they’d left her on, still believing it the best atmosphere for her to grow up in. She’d never had a chance to object, reveal the true purpose of the orphanage. Oh, she’d tried, but Za’lar, her keeper, had ushered her family away to their quarters for the evening before she’d had the chance to share everything, including her marriage contract. So, she’d done what she had to do. She’d sweet-talked Danyka into giving her Madame Eve’s contact information before the woman was escorted away, then hijacked her brothers’ ship. No way did she plan on being at the orphanage come morning. Ghorkle would be without a new bride.

  And if Galan and Volan hadn’t left her there, they’d still have a vessel. She sighed, hating that she’d deceived the three of them. But I’m free. She no longer had to wait for the dreaded day she married Ghorkle, a fate worse than death. Would he search for her on Earth? No, he couldn’t touch her there. He’d never visit a planet whose inhabitants were not yet aware of life beyond their solar system. Or so she hoped.

  Cringing, she remembered his tentacle sliding down her cheek, reaching under the too-short skirt she’d been forced to wear to please her betrothed. A sour taste burned her throat. She did not want him to take her virginity, never wanted to have sex with him at all. Her first time with a man would be on her terms. Tonight.

  “Hey, Tess!” A high-pitched voice caught her attention. “Did you see the meteor that was heading toward the airport? Wanna go look for meteorites or aliens?”

  Or maybe not.

  With cautious steps, she slunk back into the darkness. The last thing she needed was someone to notice her half-nakedness, let alone her extraterrestrial appearance. Blue lips and hair were hardly common from the pictures she’d viewed of Earth’s inhabitants. Someone screaming alien would turn her horrible night into a torturous nightmare. How would she travel the remaining distance without the natives staring? And if she arrived at the hotel safely, then what would she do? Even if she did fit in as a local, no one would go out with someone dressed in strips of cloth. With nothing to trade for goods there, her date was a bust. She never should have come, should have listened to her brothers. Maybe if she’d had the chance to tell them about Ghorkle, they would have taken her with them, gotten her out of the wedding.

  Her belly knotted. What am I going to do now? She refused to return to Rebed. And unless she decided to contact her brothers, she’d remain stuck on the foreign planet. All alone. Hiding from the inhabitants.

  No! She brought the pity party to an abrupt halt. She’d wanted this, and had to figure out her next move.

  She studied the GPS on the wristband her brother had left on the ship. The flashing red dot showed her only a block away from her destination. Glancing down at her clothes, she sighed. Wait! Madame Evangeline. If anyone could help, the Frenchwoman could. If Skylar reached the Castillo, she might be able to contact her from there.

  Peeking around the corner again, she eyed the swarm of Terrans, rather than the lights.

  Gobbling gas stars! People rushed to and fro, wearing much less than she did. Feathers swayed in headdresses of a multitude of colors, the plumes wrapping around their arms and legs as well. Many had blue hair like hers, or tresses in a variety of other bright hues. Maybe she wouldn’t stand out like a quasar in space.

  Dashing into the crowd, Skylar kept her focus straight ahead, not daring to meet the gaze of anyone she passed. If she could avoid attracting attention from the locals, they wouldn’t know where she’d just arrived from. No one could know. Madame Eve had promised not to tell anyone her secret. She wanted one night of passion with a Terran, to understand why her brothers had traveled across the galaxy in the first place. To experience love, not the forced relationship she would have b
een part of if she’d remained on Rebed.

  And then what? Danyka had agreed to travel through space with Galan and Volan, but Skylar didn’t have a way off the planet to take anyone with her. And what if her date didn’t like her?

  This was such a stupid idea. Although she’d acted out of utter fear to escape, she hadn’t thought the scheme through.

  Skylar glanced up at the flashing lights. Castillo shone brightly above her. She’d reached her destination, yet, struggled to fight the urge to spin on her heels and run. The evening had already turned to rubbish. Her only option was to press the tracking beacon on Galan’s wristband and wait for him to rescue her.

  No! She would not retreat. She’d come there for the date, and she would have it. Afterward, she’d figure out where to go.

  But right then, she needed to waltz into the hotel and find the man who would provide her first sexual experience.

  “Excuse me, miss. Can I help you?”

  She glanced to her right. A Terran dressed in black and gold stared at her. His raised, wiry gray eyebrows matched the hair on his head, and wrinkles lined the skin around his beady eyes. He represented yet another obstacle.

  “I…I’m here for a….” Date. She refused to tell anyone about her one-night stand. Just one more thing to make people give her a closer inspection. “I’m here to meet someone.”

  He eyed her raggedy clothing. “Surely not dressed like that.”

  Oh, gods, this is the end. Someone is bound to find out about my date and my origins. “I had a little accident on my way here.” Little? More like catastrophic. But she wasn’t about to tell the man she’d crashed a spaceship.

  He sized her up once more. “I’ll escort you to the front desk, and you can call up to the guest you are here to meet. But if I find out you haven’t told me the truth, you will be quickly returned to the street.”