by Aidy Award
“Whatever you say, mah wah.” She didn’t say he couldn’t pull her tight to him, and he did. He might not be feeling the water’s pleasure touch, but it was doing wonders for his injuries. The only pain he was feeling was in the hardness of his cock.
“Stay hidden behind me so they don’t see your skin.”
His injuries were rapidly healing now and his bear protested to being protected by a female. He’d do the protecting. “I will not hide behind a woman.”
“You will and you’ll thank me later, so shut up.”
The flap of the doorway opened and Kady wrapped her arms around his neck, whispered, “Universe, help us now,” and she threw off the towel and kissed him.
What a fucking kiss it was. She pressed her tongue to his lips, tentatively asking to be let in. She tasted of Anterrian wine and the sweetest dessert. It went straight to his head, and not the one with a brain in it.
“Whoa, whoa, folks. Break it up, and lady, can you put some clothes on, please.” A man’s voice, like a tree weasel came from the front flap of the tent.
Steam swirled around them, clouding the air in the pleasure den. Kady drew back and blinked.
Black grinned. The kiss had affected her as much as it had him. Good. Because there would be more of it.
While he would try to keep himself concealed from these damn snoops, per her plan, he would defend his woman.
Yes. That was right. She was his.
His mind flashed back to the moment before the crash. His soul ember had lit up like the stars in the sky. He reached for the charm hanging around his neck to thank the Fates for bringing him to his mate.
Wait, where was his amulet? It must be in the wreckage of his shuttle. They’d look for it later, after he got rid of these investigators and fucked the brains out of his beautiful savior.
No, not her brains. She’d laid out a brilliant little plan to fool the fools. He liked her brain.
When they recovered his soul ember, then he could consider the implications to his soul. And hers.
He touched her cheek and then laid a finger over her mouth to keep her in her quietly addled state. “She will do no such thing. This is her home and you are trespassing. She may dress, or undress however she pleases.”
Black peeked around Kady enough to see three men, all dressed in black formal-looking clothes, two wearing dark eye-protection, fogging up in the steamy room. The third stood at the fore of the others and was approximately half Black’s size. A tree weasel indeed.
“Who’s this? Your boyfriend?” The short man, whom Black could crush with his little toe, snickered.
Kady frowned and pushed Black’s finger away. She tried to turn, get off his lap, but he didn’t let her go far. Instead she looked over her shoulder. “He’s, uh, yes, my, uh—”
A flush rose across her cheeks. Was this gorgeous woman who’d had her tongue inside his mouth counting his teeth only mere seconds ago aroused by this disgusting excuse for a human male?
She looked back at him and bit her lip. An unmistakable hurt flashed across her eyes.
She wasn’t aroused, she was embarrassed.
His vulnerable siren. Stars in the sky, that was too much for him to handle.
He wanted and needed to make her come a dozen times at least, until she lay sated and forgot all about the rodent of a man behind her.
His hands slipped from her waist to her hips and he pulled her forward so his cock aligned with her cleft.
Damn, she was wearing an undergarment covering her sex. He gripped the edges of it in his fist, ready to tear it off.
Her mouth popped open, her draw dropping, and Black remembered their audience, who was waiting for an answer about who he was.
He understood the universal need for men everywhere to prove their worth, and knew he could exploit that now. “She uses me for sex. I’m not good enough for her to be seen with in public, but I’ll happily take her however I can. Isn’t that right, my mistress?”
Her eyes got as wide as the oh of her lips. They were so dark, giant black pools rimmed with amber brown. He could get lost in those eyes. He already was.
The men moved closer, but a communicator crackled and he heard voices, but couldn’t quite distinguish what they were saying. Maybe something about radioactivity? Shit. He damn sure hoped his reactor wasn’t leaking.
Tree weasel silenced the communicator, then addressed them again. “Whatever floats your boat, buddy. Did you all see or hear anything strange?”
“What kind of strange?” Kady asked.
Tree weasel came still closer. Much more and Black wouldn’t be able to use the steam and Kady as a shield. Against all his instincts he sunk lower in the water.
“You seriously didn’t hear that crash?”
This conversation needed to be over, partly to get rid of the investigators and because he wanted to continue the pleasure bath Kady had invited him into. “We’ve been a distracted if you hadn’t noticed, and we’d like to get back to it.”
The communicator sounded again and the voice had a distinct anxious tone saying the word spaceship.
Damn. They had found his ship. He would not be going back to salvage anything now. If the Fates smiled on him, the autodestruct module had survived and would incinerate the vessel before the humans were able to get anything from it.
Black had the distinct feeling the Fates were currently giggling their twisted little asses off.
Tree weasel responded to the communication. “Acknowledged.”
The two taller men left the tent, but weasel-boy had to get in the way for one more minute. “Fine. But, if you hear or see anything, be sure to let us know.”
“Who’s us?” Kady had narrowed her eyes, but kept her voice all sweetness and light. She was suspicious of this yahoo. That was damn sexy.
“Don’t worry about that. We’ll check in with you, since the crash, uh, incident site is so close to your hot tub.”
Kady’s breasts slipped against his chest and Black was more than done with these humans. “Thanks, now get out.”
“Listen here, bub.”
Little fucker was asking for it. Black would not kowtow to a man who resorted to intimidating women. Weasel reminded him too much of the slave trader that plagued his home world. If he killed the bastard, no more investigator. The others had left, now was his chance.
“I am no bub and if you’d like to take this outside,” Black stood to his full two point three-meter height all while holding Kady and her luscious skin tight, her feet dangling in the water in front of him, “I’d be happy to oblige.”
The man turned his back and held his arm up acting dismissive. Coward. “Don’t get all up in arms. Just keep your eyes and ears open. If you see something, say something.”
He popped out of the flap before Black could set Kady down. Too bad, but then they were fantastically alone in the steam and heat and pleasure water.
He’d had enough of duty for today. He could do little else until the swarm of humans retreated. His only duty now was to his mate.
His. Mate.
Black remained standing, wrapped one arm under Kady’s ass and lowered his head taking her lips in a hungry kiss.
She kissed him back with such fervor, Black wasn’t sure how much longer either of them could wait to join. But, then her arms went from around his neck to between them, pushing on his chest.
“Stop right there, asshole.”
Chapter
Four: Don’t Kiss Me Like That
This golden-skinned, sexy as sin, alien had just about kissed the daylights, and nightlights, and headlights, and flashlights out of her.
Holy cowballs, the guy had skills. Or maybe it had been too long since she’d been kissed.
Still, she was neither going to bed with a man she’s met a half an hour ago, nor having sex with an alien. What if he had, like, two penises, or his penis had teeth or was covered in fur. Strangely, all the fur she’d seen when they’d been at the crash was gone.
Who knew what alien bodies did? He wasn’t of this world, she couldn’t assume. But what she did know, just from the feel of him between her legs when they’d kissed. He was effing huge.
She pushed against him, trying to get away from all that deliciousness. He didn’t budge. “Put me down.”
“I enjoy having you in my arms. I have no intention of letting you go anytime soon.”
“Dammit. No means no. You set me down right now or I’ll scream bloody murder and bring the men in black back here to dissect you like an insect in a second.”
He tilted his head to the side. “Why?”
“Why what?”
“Why do you want me to stop kissing you and put you down. You brought me to your pleasure den, you are turned on by the look of your erect nipples, I will give you many orgasms, and we are safe now. Let us engage in your planet’s sexual rituals. Would you prefer to be on the top or the bottom?”
Kady gulped. Many orgasms? Yes, please. Wait, no no no. “Because I don’t sleep with men or aliens I’ve just met.”
He searched her face, looking genuinely confused. “Why not?”
His blatant sexual interest in her was overwhelming. Her plan to avoid whatever alphabet agency had worked better than expected. Kissing a fugitive to hide from the bad guys was the oldest ploy in the movies. Obviously, it had convinced this sexy beast too. He’d probably never seen a movie. “Be-be-because.”
He nodded. “Ah. Earth customs require me to seduce you first? If you lay on your back I can use my tongue to bring you the first orgasm of our joining.”
Kady wriggled out of her giant sex-on-the-brain alien’s grasp, his chest hair sliding deliciously over her nipples. She splashed down into the warm water. and wrapped her arms around herself, hiding at least part of her exposed boobs. “You and your tongue need to stay away from me.”
“Do you not enjoy oral pleasures? Perhaps you do not have that custom in your culture. I promise you will like it.
“I enjoy it just fine. I just don’t want it from you.” That was a big fat lie. If it weren’t for the water, he would be able to see exactly how much her body was begging to let his tongue play with every single part of her. Bad nipples. Bad, bad, nipples.
He took a step closer to her. “Do you not find me attractive? Is my male part not to your liking? It is bigger than the tree weasel and his lackeys that were just here.” Black grabbed his penis and pointed it at her.
She glanced down, and she planned to take only a peek. Her gaze lingered a whole hell of a lot longer than she meant it to. Holy Washington monument, batman. He was huge, like leaning tower of Pisa plus Big Ben, plus Ron Jeremy huge. No way that would fit inside anyone’s girly bits.
That thing wouldn’t even fit in her tiny house.
“I can see you like my cock.” He stroked it, and it got incredibly bigger and harder.
“Eep.” Kady swished the water pulling herself back, away from the monster cock in her hot tub. In her anxiousness to get away, she forgot her nakedness and stood up, giving Black a full triple D view.
“Double eep.” She sank down into the water all the way up to her chin.
“Ah, I see, you prefer to let the pleasure of the water to take effect first. But, I must warn you, I think the water’s powers are deficient. The only touch I have felt has been yours.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Perhaps you’ve over used the waters and their powers have weakened? I can see how a woman of your beauty is much sought after as a partner. But, that will have to end. You’re mine now.”
“Yours? Okay, look.” Kady stood again, boobage or not, and pointed her finger at the overbearing alpha-hole. She belonged to no man.
“Oh, I’m looking.”
Directly at her naked chest. Crapballs. She sank back down in the water, mortified.
“If my skin flushed as yours does with your arousal I’d be as pink as the Archer nebula. Let me take you, my love. I promise you won’t regret it.”
“Please get out of the hot tub before I die of heat stroke.” Yeah, because that’s why she was so hot. Too long in the hot tub. It had absolutely nothing to do with her embarrassment or being so damn turned on that she could faint.
“Only if you are taking me to your bed.”
She wiped her brow and the ringing in her ears was back. “I’ll do no such—”
Kady swallowed and put out a hand to grab at the side of the tub. Either she was weak in the knees from the advances of this overly sexual alien or she really was getting heat stroke.
“Kady. You’ve lost your color. What’s wrong?”
She wanted to tell him nothing was wrong except that he was being a dick. But, instead she fainted.
Chapter
Five: Escape from Witch Mountain
Black caught Kady in his arms and carried her out of the tub. He laid her on a padded bench and fanned her beautiful face.
Great job he was doing protecting his mate. So far, she’d pulled him from the wreckage of his crashed ship, shielded him from the local law enforcement, called him an asshole, and passed out, either from his advances or the heat.
Not the heat from her desire for him. In fact, she didn’t even seem all that attracted to him at all. Except for that kiss, she didn’t display any indication that she felt the same pull. His beautiful human didn’t seem to know they were bound together for all of time, that she was his fated mate, that she was his.
Forever.
His mate. Strange that the Fates would have him travel hundreds of light years to find her, and in the middle of an intergalactic crisis, none the less. This couldn’t have come at a worse time.
He needed to get his head in the game. The instant he saw Kady, his brain had fallen for every impulse his dick demanded. Time to get back in control.
He had ninety-nine problems, but the top two priorities had to be getting to Magic, New Mexico, and wooing his beautiful new mate.
Normally he had no problem assessing a situation, evaluating the best solution, and putting it into action. It was a large part of why he’d been recruited onto the Elite team in the first place, and how he’d been promoted to leading that team.
Those skills had escaped him when Fate had taken over his life.
The galaxy was depending on him and his team. Since the Fates had decided to interfere, he’d simply have to combine his two goals.
He’d woo Kady while hunting the spectral soldiers. But, first they had to get to Magic, and without his ship he had no knowledge of the terrain, only a vague sense of which direction he needed to go.
But, Kady would know how to navigate Earth. He knew they weren’t far from the destination. He would get her to take him there.
Once he was more fully healed and she was conscious again, he would tell her of his plan. The traveling part, not the wooing part. In his experience, women liked some mystery and intrigue.
Black poked his head out of the bathing tent flap and did some quick reconnoitering. No sign of the tree weasel or his goons. Kady’s plan had worked brilliantly. There was activity and voices in the area he’d left his ship behind.
Passion was going to castrate him for allowing this primitive planet to discover their technology, much less get their hands on it.
He’d have to figure out how to deal with that later.
He went back in, pulled on his tattered pants and shirt, then lifted Kady into his arms again. Her skin still seared him in a way that continued to edge up his desire for her. He only hoped they had the evening to themselves. He would begin tantalizing her as soon as she was awake.
Across the small meadow, he spied what must be her abode. It wasn’t much bigger than the storage locker on his ship. Why would she live in such a tiny space? Was it an earth custom to have such sparse quarters, but to enjoy the wide-open surrounds? He could live with that. His own home on Honaw, which he hadn’t seen in far too long, was at least twenty times the size of hers, but he too had chosen an area to live surrounded by natu
re.
He crossed the field, limping slightly, but moving fast. The time and waters had more than half healed him. If she was still unconscious when they reached her home, he would become the bear and let the healing powers of shift finish repairing his wounds.
A small ship with blades that whipped through the air passed overhead and hurried him on. The sooner they could leave the better.
Kady’s home was on wheels, and was attached to a vehicle. Maybe she was a traveler. Good, because taking her back to Honaw would be a long voyage for her.
The doorway didn’t look big enough for him to fit through, much less carrying Kady. He tried and broke some of the wood framing the door with his shoulder.
Another bladed ship approached the field, this one with a search light. It used a standard box search pattern and it wouldn’t be long before it reached them.
He’d have to scrap the idea of shifting, or making love to Kady, much to his cock’s sorrow. They needed to get out of there and soon.
The back of Kady’s vehicle was open and flat. He laid her there as gently as he could and approached the cockpit.
The technology was so ancient it couldn’t even be called technology. The only displays were a few dials, and the controls appeared to be a steering wheel, foot pedals and a steel rod lever. That was workable, but he saw no way to start the engine. Maybe it was voice activated?
“Vehicle, start.”
Nothing.
“Vehicle, on.”
Nope.
“Vehicle, begin ignition sequence.”
Okay, so not voice activated.
He should steal one of the bladed ships. He could probably figure out how to fly that easier than Kady’s wheeled conveyances.
The search light flashed across the glass shield. They’d changed their search pattern and were moving in to check this part of the field out.
If he didn’t figure out how to get the vehicle started and damn soon he’d have to grab Kady and make a run for it into the forest. That had a much lower probability of success.
Black jumped out of the cockpit and moved to the front of the engine housing. He examined the lines of the metal hunk of junk and deduced the best location for a latch. He pulled on it and the casing popped open, thank the Fates.