Alien Capture (Latrothain Warrior Series Book 1)

by Christy,Dena

  “Synn.” She pulled her mouth away and he trailed his lips over her throat. When they’d had sex last night, he’d taken her to paradise so many times that she was mindless by the time he’d finished. She wanted to experience it all again, to forget they were hunted, to block from her mind that he would eventually leave her. She would have to pick up the pieces of her life and move on. She wanted to build as many memories of him to carry her through the emotional and sexual desert his departure would leave in his wake.

  She reached for the small bar of soap the hotel supplied, lathered her hands, and running her soapy fingers over his chest. Bubbles ran down his body as fast as she could make them and so touching him with her hands no longer satisfied her. Her mouth replaced her hands on his flesh, and she eagerly explored him the way he had explored her only the night before. He tilted his head back as water poured over him, and she knelt before him. She took his cock in her hands, stroking his hardened flesh. She inched her face closer until the head touched her lips, and she opened her mouth to take him all the way inside.

  He threaded his fingers through her hair, as she moved her head back and forth, taking his cock in and out of her mouth. He groaned in his growing excitement, and he pulled her up by her arms, and turned her around so she was pressed against the wall of the shower. The tiled wall was cold against her bare breasts, and his cock was hot where he nudged her entrance. She widened her stancs and tilted her hips back and he slid inside her. She cried out at his slick entry. He made her feel so full, and she didn’t want the slow tenderness he’d given her last night.

  “Fuck me, Synn,” She pushed her hips back against him. He obliged by pounding in and out of her. His hand came around to tease her clit with his fingers, and she exploded, shivering and crying out against the wall of the shower. His movements slowed, and he pulled out of her completely.

  She rested against the wall, unsure her legs would hold her up. He turned off the shower and solved the problem for her. He picked her up and carried her out. She was on her feet for the briefest of moments while he toweled them both dry. His cock was still hard, and she reached down to stroke him. He thrust in her hand a few times before picking her up and carrying her to the bedroom.

  “Now it’s your turn to fuck me,” he growled as he tossed her lightly onto the bed before laying prone beside her. He pulled her over so she straddled him, and she sank down on his cock, closing her eyes. She was still, savoring the feeling when he bucked under her. “Fuck me.”

  She moved her hips, circling and grinding her hips on him. His fingers were buried in her flesh and she leaned forward, gasping when her clit came into contact with the base of his abdomen. She moved her hips faster, biting her lip. Her climax built, and when he leaned up to take one of her dangling breasts in his mouth she exploded. She couldn’t move and spasm after spasm shot though her. He was not far behind her, and his hands tightened on her hips as her breast dropped from his mouth. He bucked under her, driving in and out of her so hard that he nearly unseated her. She watched his face, and the muscles in it tightened as he climaxed inside her. His eyes rolled shut, and she could feel his shaft pulsing inside her.

  She eased down onto his chest, and he moved his hands up from her hips to come around her back. She could hear the reassuring beat of his heart beneath her ear. If she had a choice, laying here like this would be something she wanted to do every night for the rest of her life, but unfortunately her life didn’t work that way.

  Chapter Seventeen

  Synn looked over at Miranda’s sleeping form, and a ghost of a smile stretched the corner of his mouth. She’d left him in no doubt earlier that she wanted him. Their mating had felt primal, and nothing like the slow build it had been the first time. He wanted more, but left her to rest. Today’s escape and the long trek they’d made from the north end of the city had exhausted her, and he wasn’t sure that tomorrow wouldn’t be more of the same.

  He eased away from her and sat up. He reached for his tablet and switched it on with a flick of his thumb. He hadn’t looked at it yet, but he hoped it would pinpoint where his friends were. So far, the only blip he could see on the screen was a green one which meant that Ryce was close to him, but where he was Synn couldn’t be sure. He would try to download the city map on Miranda’s tablet onto his hoping to pinpoint Ryce’s location. Normally he would hack into a planet’s global network to get the topographical information he needed, but he didn’t want to risk it here. From what he could tell just based on the short time he’d spend on this planet, the government had eyes and ears everywhere, and he didn’t want his presence picked up on some government network. Especially not while Miranda was still with him.

  She stirred beside him and she opened her eyes to look at him.

  “Have you found anything interesting?” Her sleepy eyes darted to the tablet in his hands.

  “Only that Ryce is somewhere in the city, but I don’t know where.” He set the tablet aside and moved back down under the covers with her. She needed her sleep, and he didn’t want his restlessness to disturb her.

  “You’re worried about them, aren’t you?” She snuggled close to him and tucked her head against his chest. He stroked his hand up and down her back.

  He’d never experience this kind of closeness before, and she felt so right against him, that he didn’t want to let her go. For her sake she needed to be far away from him to keep her safe. He’d spoken to Vinnie when she was looking at items around his shop, and he hoped that the other man could supply him with the name of someone who would help her get her life back.

  “They know how to handle themselves, but yes I’m worried. What if they all found themselves in a situation like I did, but without someone willing to risk everything to help them?”

  “There is something I want to know. Why did you come to this planet in the first place, and why were there only three of you on your ship?”

  “To know that, you need to know about my home planet of Latroth. It’s beautiful there, or at least I think so. I live outside the main city of Laurasia, on a small piece of property at the edge of a forest. Unfortunately, the nature of my species only produces male offspring.”

  “How is that possible? If you only have male offspring, who do they have children with?”

  “We are forced to look outside our own planet.” Synn stroked his hand over her hair and rested his cheek against the top of her head. “Unfortunately males of other planets, especially the ones near us, don’t take kindly to us coming to their planet and enticing their females away. So we’ve had to look farther away for planets with females we are sexually compatible with.”

  “Is that why you can shape shift?”

  “Yes, it’s an adaptation to help us able to blend in with a planet’s populous. It’s a lot safer to move amongst strangers if you look like them. The three of us were on a scouting mission, to see if we could find inhabited planets, and when we came to yours, we were sucked into its gravitational pull. It was too much for Hylda, our ship, and we had to leave in separate escape pods. Mine was hit by several asteroids, and I crashed. The rest you know.” He pulled her soft body closer to his. He didn’t want to talk about this any more, the more he talked about his planet and his world, the more he was reminded that he was a danger to her. He wanted to pretend, even if only for tonight, that she was his woman and they lived a normal life.

  He nuzzled his lips against the skin of her neck, and he could feel himself growing hard against her. She shifted slightly so that her leg came to rest on top of his hip, which opened herself to him. The blunt tip of his cock probed her, and he could feel her slickness against him. He slowly eased inside her, looking in her eyes as they lay side by side against each other. His penetration of her wasn’t as deep as it could be, but for now it felt good. He took soft, nibbling kisses on her mouth, and she rocked her hips against him.

  “I want to see the real you,” she whispered against his mouth, and he drew back and stopped the rocking motion of his hips.


  “Apart from the skin color, this is close to how I look.” He ran his hand down her cheek to cup the side of her face. He didn’t want to frighten her with his true likeness at such an intimate moment, and he was afraid it was too different for her to accept, even though she’d asked it of him.

  “What about what I saw when we were at the lab, when we were confronting Dr. Avery?”

  “That is how I look while under the influence of intense emotion.” He eased back a little and thrust back inside her, hoping to distract her enough to get her away from this line of thinking. He wouldn’t have as much control over himself if he let his emotions take over, and he didn’t want to hurt her with that lack of control.

  “Are you saying you don’t feel intense emotions when you make love with me?” She put a small distance between them and he slipped out from inside her. She was quiet beside him, and then he saw her push the corners of her mouth out, into that smile she used to show everything was fine, when inside her it wasn’t. “Forget I said anything.”

  “Miranda, look at me.” He reached out to tilt her face toward his. “You make me feel things I’ve never experienced before. I’m sure you can appreciate that on a planet such as mine, the only females on it are already mated. You are the only woman I’ve been intimate with, and if I let my emotions take over when I’m with you, I’m afraid that in my inexperience I will hurt you.”

  She leaned forward and kissed him, stroking her hand down his cheek.

  “You won’t hurt me. I want to be completely intimate with you, with nothing hidden between us. I want to see and feel all of you.”

  His heart picked up its pace, and for a second he didn’t know if he could do it. He felt like he was on the edge of a precipice, that if he took their intimacy to the level where he was his authentic self in every possible way, that he would go to a place he didn’t know if he could come back from. If he embraced everything she made him feel, and that was what she was asking him to do, how could he let her go when the time came?

  “Synn?” She leaned forward to kiss him softly on his mouth. “It will be okay. I want to know you, all of you.”

  He closed his eyes for a moment and let his body embrace everything she stirred inside him. The intensity of the pleasure he felt in her arms, the protectiveness that rose inside him at the thought of her in danger, and though he dare not name it out loud, the love for her that was growing inside his heart. He felt all of it, and when he opened his eyes, he could see the pewter grey color of his hand where it rested against the milky flesh of her breasts. She reached up and her fingers stroked over the ridges on either side of his forehead, and down the sharpness of his cheek bones. He rolled her over onto her stomach, easing her legs apart as he drew her up onto her knees and came to kneel behind her. The ridges that were on his forehead would be matched by ones on his cock, and he would be bigger and harder than he’d been with her before.

  He wanted to slam his cock inside her, to take her hard and fast. The loosening of his control had his body demanding it’s release inside her, but hurting her was the last thing he wanted. He clenched his jaw, holding himself in check as he reached around her and stroked her clit. She widened her legs and he could see her, pink, wet and waiting for him, and he could no longer resist. He put his cock at her entrance and watched as it disappeared inside her as she stretched around him to accommodate his increase in girth. She was so tight around him, squeezing him like a fist, that he had to bite his lip to keep still.

  “Am I hurting you?” His voice was thicker and deeper than it had been with her before. Pleasure flooded every inch of his body, and as his true self everything felt more intense, more immediate.

  “No,” she panted as she turned her head back to look at him. She pushed her hips back against him, and he rotated her clit in a circle with his fingers. Her breath sobbed out of her body, and she wiggled against him. “Please, I want you.”

  She didn’t need to ask him again, and he pulled back and rammed his cock inside her as he longed to do. He pulled back, and rammed forward again, while his hand still worked her clit.

  “Yes,” she cried out, and it was all the encouragement he needed to let go completely. He thrust his cock in and out, the only sound in the room the slapping of flesh and against flesh, her breathy cries of pleasure and the deep rumbling sounds coming from deep inside him.

  Time passed in a blur of pleasure, and his vision was hazy as he gave himself over completely. She cried out his name, and he could feel her internal muscles milking him as she orgasmed. Once he knew she’d climaxed, he gave a few more hard thrusts before he found his own release. He came harder than he thought possible, and spasm after spasm racked his body. His body collapsed to the side, taking her with her. All he could do was spoon with her, still buried deep inside her. Tremors intermittently shook him as her body drained him of every ounce of his essence.

  Slowly, moment by moment, he returned to himself. His skin returned to the color she was used to, and he could feel the ridges in his face receding. He pulled her close to him and kissed the back of her neck. She turned her head, and he leaned forward to brush his lips softly against hers.

  “Thank you,” he whispered.

  “For what?” She relaxed back against him, and he held her close.

  “For trusting me.” He pulled the blanket over them. He was drained in the most satisfying way and didn’t fight sleep when it came to claim him. Letting her go after this would be the hardest thing he’d ever had to do, and he promised he wouldn’t let her go unless he knew with absolute certainty that she’d be safe.

  * * *

  A smile tugged at the corners of Miranda’s mouth as she tucked her hand in Synn’s on their way out of their hotel. It was a little after noon, and they had an appointment to see Vinnie. She’d called him a few minutes ago to see if he’d been successful in selling the earrings. He’d assured her that he had and said he looked forward to seeing her again.

  “What’s the smile for?” Synn walked beside her, with a smile of his own.

  “Just remembering things.” Her thoughts grew as images of their night together flooded her mind. He lifted her hand and pressed his lips to the back.

  “Anything in particular?” His eyes shone with a light that told her he knew what she was thinking about, and that he thought of it too.

  “Just remembering last night, and again this morning.” She’d woken before him and endeavored to wake him in the most delicious way possible. It hadn’t taken long to arouse him to full wakefulness, and he’d been insatiable. He made love to her in the bed, and again in the shower. It had been a most pleasant way to pass the time, but now they needed to attend to business.

  “I’m glad I have pleased you,” he said as he kissed her hand again.

  “You have,” she said, and they continued down the street in contented silence.

  The walk to Vinnie’s shop didn’t take long, and the smile faded from Miranda’s face. She was one step closer to saying goodbye to him. In her head she knew why he thought it best if she was far from the danger he brought with him, but after last night, she didn’t know how she was going to watch him walk away.

  She opened the shop door, and Vinnie’s place was as empty of customers today as it had been yesterday.

  “My dear it is so good to see you.” Vinnie’s gold tooth flashed as he grinned broadly at Miranda. “I have your chips for you and we’ve both made a tidy profit.”

  Miranda approached the counter and set down her purse. Synn stood beside her, and his large warm palm rested on the small of her back. She glanced up at him, smiled softly, and turned back toward Vinnie.

  Vinnie went into the back room for a moment, and when he came back he had a brown envelope in his hand. He handed it to Miranda, and when she opened it she saw more chips inside then she’d seen in one place in her entire life. There was enough money in here to last her and Synn for several months on the run.

  “I have your ID.” Vinnie handed Syn
n a small plastic card that would be his new citizen card. “It won’t pass an in-depth audit, but it will work anywhere you use it.”

  “Thank you.” Synn tucked the card away in his pocket.

  “Yes, thank you so much for all your help Vinnie,” Miranda said as she put the envelope full of cash into her purse.

  “No need to thank me, dear. You’ve made me a tidy sum of money.” He turned to look at Synn. “I have the information you asked for too. Please know that what I’m about to give you is not for public consumption, and please keep it to yourself.”

  “What is he talking about?” Miranda’s brows drew together and she looked up at Synn. Vinnie looked between the two of them and silence enveloped the room.

  “I think I have a few things to take care of in the back. Why don’t you talk amongst yourselves and let me know when you’re ready for the information.” He turned and hastily walked back into the back room while Miranda turned to face Synn fully.

  “What is he talking about? What information did you ask him to get for you?”

  “I asked him if he knew where you could go where you would be safe, where you would have a chance for a new life. You’ve done so much for me, given up so much for me, that I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if you couldn’t start over.” Synn reached for her hand, but Miranda pulled away.

  “And you did all this without asking me? I thought we were in this together?”

  They had discussed separating before, when they had been at Collette’s apartment, but she didn’t think he wanted to be away from her this soon. After everything that happened last night she thought she would have a little more time with him. The least he could have done was discussed this with her before talking to Vinnie.