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Alien Mate 2

Eve Langlais

she wasn’t his for the taking, and yet he wanted her with a desire that almost frightened him with its intensity.

Could the Oracle have made an error? His ancestors not looked hard enough? And since when did he doubt his betters? Part of what made Lex a good warrior and the reason he’d become eligible for a mate was his unquestioning of orders. His superiors gave him a mission, and he did it.

Simple. Why now this sudden urge to buck tradition? Unacceptable. Lex always completed his quests, and while this earthling appealed to his baser instincts, his focus still remained finding his mate.

As he wandered into a small room cluttered with worn furniture and earthling detritus, he wondered, though, what to do next. The loss of the AI’s instructions meant his mission had failed even before it had begun. How would he find his intended now?

“Sit,” ordered the goddess of the lustrous brown eyes pointing to a lumpy sofa. “And start talking.”

Sitting gingerly until he ascertained the cushions would take his weight, he leaned back and perused her, an act that made her flush and sent the blood rushing to his groin. Despite her violent reaction of earlier, he could tell she was not immune to him. They had a sizzling chemistry that distracted—and enthralled—him. Leaning forward, he made his turgid state less noticeable and tried to bring his mind back on track.

“If I may ask, you have not yet told me your name.”

“Didn’t I?” she replied, frowning. “Sorry. I guess I was kind of distracted by the whole alien thing. My name is Maya, Maya Romero.”

“I thank you for your timely intervention in the pool of deadly liquid, Maya.” Lex gave credit where due, even given the disturbing fact a female had saved him, which went against everything he’d been taught as a warrior.

“Deadly liquid?” Maya giggled, an enchanting sound that made him pulse even larger. “That was a swimming pool. It’s only deadly if you don’t know how to swim.” When Lex frowned, still not comprehending, she explained.

“A pool is filled with water and chemicals to keep it clear, and people swim in it. Umm, move their arms and legs to keep their bodies afloat. It’s a form of recreation on Earth and a way to cool off on a hot day.” Appalled, Lex sputtered, “You use water for recreation? Is your race completely crazy?”

Maya crossed her arms under her ample breasts, which had the effect of pushing them together and out, a sight that made him speechless for a moment. “Listen here, senor. I don’t know where you come from, but here 13

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on Earth, we have
lots
of water. And if we want to swim in it, we will,” she said huffily.

“On my world, the use of water is strictly prohibited it is so scarce. Not to mention necessary to ensure a healthy planetary survival. I can’t believe you would treat such a precious resource so recklessly.”

“Whatever. Dios. See if I save your ass next time,” she muttered under her breath, but Lex still heard every word although he had difficulty following when she mixed up her languages.

“Why is it you speak in two languages?”

“I am Hispanic. Spanish is my mother tongue.”

“I thought you were an earthling?”
Or is Maya yet another unknown breed of
alien?

* * * *

Maya looked at him strangely. “
Ai
, you must be alien to be so ignorant. I am human, or earthling, if you prefer, but my people are called Hispanic, or Latina. We tend to have dark hair”—she pointed to her halo of curls—“and tanned skin. Don’t tell me everyone on your planet is blue like you?” And she wondered if the blue extended to
all
his body parts.

“No, we have different shades depending on the purity of the bloodline, and the occasional other color depending on the mixing of alien genes.” Maya shook her head at the remark that skirted the edge of racism. “I’m not even going to touch that one,” she said shaking her head. “Now, it’s time you explained exactly what you’re doing here. And you’d better tell the truth, or I’ll call the military police myself. You said something about marrying some human girl?” Actually Maya wouldn’t turn him in. Somewhere between the hotel she worked at and her home, she’d begun to believe his strange tale—kind of hard not to when his eyes kept glowing violet whenever he looked at her. She only wished his mission had been to claim her. She wouldn’t have minded becoming his mate.

“I am to mate with the human Amanda Beckwith. She has been chosen by the Oracle and my ancestors to be my mate.”

“Who’s this Oracle? Is she like a clan elder?” Lex launched into an explanation. “The Oracle is the oldest being on our planet. She has always been and always will be. When the females of our planet were killed by a deadly virus, she, along with the spirits of our ancestors—”

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“Yes, all who die in the clan are buried in the mausoleums on one of the three moons, thus freeing their spirits to perform deeds. With the help of the Oracle, many are now tasked with finding suitable females for us as mates.”

“That’s barbaric,” she exclaimed.

“What is?”

“Arranged marriages.”

“It is our custom,” he said frowning at her. “We require females of other races to breed with and rebuild our population. Once they are selected by our ancestors, we are sent to retrieve them.”

“You mean you kidnap them? Don’t they get a choice?” Maya couldn’t believe his chauvinistic attitude. Then again, it was kind of hot in a caveman type of way, but also shocking for a woman who had grown up with the right to make her own choices. “And how do you think this Amanda will feel about that?”

“Why, she will accept the honor I extend her, of course.” Maya giggled. Lex frowned at her, obviously not seeing the humor, and she laughed even harder. “Dios, do you have a lot to learn about human women. I hate to break it to you, but while you are one hot alien, that doesn’t mean this Amanda is going to drop everything and run off to be your wife.

Women here have something called choices. You can’t force us to do anything.”

“Are you saying she would refuse me?” The idea seemed to perplex him.

“No one mentioned this to me. My mission says I am to find my mate and claim her. There was never any mention that she might not wish to do so.

Would you refuse?”

“Possible. Depends.” His question flustered Maya and brought once again to mind vivid images of her kissing him while he ground his heavy body against hers. Maya flushed and dug her nails into her palm to control her raging hormones.

“It matters not anyhow,” said Lex dejectedly. “My mission has failed.

With my ship communicator not working, I have no way of locating my intended.”

“Are you always so pessimistic?” she said. “We have something called the Internet and phone directories. Chances are we can still find your lucky winner.” And with those words, Maya wanted to shoot herself.
Estupido. Why
would I help him when a part of me wants him for myself?

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“You’d help me?” Lex sat up straighter.

“Yeah, I guess I will. First, though, I need some dry clothes, then some sleep,” she said hiding a yawn behind a hand. “I worked all night. So let me grab a couple of hours’ sleep, and I’ll help you find this Amanda person.”

“Thank you,” he said, standing when she did. Her cheeks blossomed with color, and Lex had to fight an urge to cup her face and kiss her ’til that bloom spread all over her body. Taking a deep breath to dispel his thoughts, he caught an acrid whiff. Sniffing, he realized the smell came from him.

“Do you have cleansing facilities that I might dispel the aroma of that
pool
?” he asked with clear disgust. It still appalled him how they squandered water.

“Sure. Just go through that door,” she said pointing with a finger and stifling another yawn.

Lex, who had no modesty, began stripping as he walked, grinning at her squeak behind him. He could only hope his intended reacted the same way at the sight of his body. And he hoped she’d be as buxom as Maya.
She certainly
has a bosom I’d like to bury my face in.

Stepping into the tiny room she’d designated for bodily cleansing, he looked around momentarily at a loss. He saw a small basin with metallic knobs and a mirror seated above it, a hard white seat, which when lifted revealed a hole with liquid in the bottom, and finally a cubicle with more metal knobs.

Looking down at his sizable erection, a hardness that hadn’t really left since he’d regained consciousness with the lovely Maya straddling him, her lips pressed to his, it occurred to him he should take care of his turgid problem before he cleansed himself. Bracing one foot on the odd white seat, he wrapped a hand around his cock and slid his hand back and forth along its rigid length. Closing his eyes, he wanted to picture his betrothed with her pale hair and blue eyes, but instead Maya filled his mind with her wild, curly hair, her energy-filled brown eyes, and her full lips, lips that would look perfect wrapped around his shaft, sucking. Lex held back a groan as he pictured her on her knees, one hand on his prick guiding him in and out of the wet recess of her mouth. He cupped his balls with his other hand as he continued stroking himself, the thought of her cupping him and—dare he even imagine—licking his sac, making him tremble and break out in a light sweat. And would he find his pleasure in her mouth or turn her around and bend her over, pushing her plump bottom into the air in the perfect position for him to plunge his cock in and fuck her? With teeth gritted to prevent his 16

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shout, he came, his semen shooting across the small room into the upright cubicle.

Spent, Lex shook his head. He should feel guilty finding his pleasure thinking of someone other than his intended, but knowing, once mated, he would never think or be with another female again, he figured he’d best get his lusts out of his system now.

He stepped into the tiled box, anxious to cleanse his sticky body, and fiddled with the metal knobs inside.

At the first freezing blast of water, he let out a very unmanly bellow.

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Maya didn’t even think. She heard him yell and bolted into her bathroom.

Upon seeing him, she stopped dead—well, motion-wise, that is. Her body was anything but dead, flushing from the tips of her toes to the top of her head and soaking her panties, barely covered by the T-shirt she’d changed into.

The reason stood in front of her—six foot plus inches of naked, eminently lickable blue skin and muscles that had to be illegal.

Narrowed violet eyes glared at her. “Your bathing cubicle shoots water?”

“It’s how we wash ourselves,” she said stifling a giggle while trying to keep her eyes above his waist, but curiosity, like gravity, drew them down.

¡Dios mío, he’s hung like a god.
Too fascinated by the sight of his large blue cock, she couldn’t look away. Hell, she didn’t even blush, but desire roared through her, and she licked her lips wishing she could lick something else.

As if he read her mind—or his shaft did—it lifted in greeting, lengthening and widening in interesting ways.

She heard a soft growl before crushing blue arms wrapped around her and hot lips found hers in a fierce embrace. The kiss from earlier paled in comparison to this one. Molten heat poured through her body, making her limbs sag, but he held her up and molded her against his hard body, his throbbing shaft a pulsing length of steel against her abdomen. Maya moaned in his mouth, and she reached up to clutch at his muscled shoulders. He deepened the kiss, his tongue sliding across the slit of her lips. She parted them, and he immediately slipped his tongue into her mouth, seeking and caressing hers. Fire lit a path through her body. It made her nipples tighten and her pussy throb. She whimpered against his mouth as he ground his pelvis against her. He pressed her back against the bathroom wall and left her lips to trace a line of fire down her neck.

Maya vaguely understood this was wrong. She also knew she should stop this. He had come here for another. She didn’t jump into bed with men—

even alien ones—she didn’t know. But oh, how she wanted to lose herself for a moment and fully taste the passion he unleashed in her. She wanted to taste his silky blue skin. She wanted to feel that marvelously large and curved cock inside of her, pumping. She . . .

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screamed with the ecstasy his kisses promised. But, reality in the form of a ringing phone intruded, as did her self-respect, albeit a tad late.

She tore her mouth from his and pushed at him. With obvious reluctance, he let her go and stepped back. Weak-kneed, she staggered out of the room to answer the phone, and to her disappointment, he didn’t stop her.

* * * *

Lex, breathing heavily and painfully aroused—again—watched her answer a communication device. Had they not been interrupted, he would have taken her like a rutting beast against the wall. He still wanted to, and judging by her flushed cheeks and the nipples that jutted prominently through the cloth of her shirt, so did she.

Raking his hand through his hair, he turned back to the cubicle and stepped back in. He needed to find his famous discipline and control. With no other choice, he swallowed his shock over the earthlings’ use of water for cleansing and turned the metal knobs, this time expecting the frigid liquid that hit his fevered body. The coldness of the water cleansed his body and helped ease his tumultuous erection, but it did nothing for his turbulent thoughts.

How can I want Maya when I am promised to another?
He needed to find his mate quickly before he did something foolish—
like take Maya as my mate
instead
.
A treacherous thought that did not appall him as it should have, but instead filled him with a deep sense of rightness, and that once again enflamed his ardor. He tried to push Maya and her heavy-lidded, passionate face from his mind and replace it with the blonde Amanda, but his mind rebelled and instead made him picture Maya sprawled on her back, waiting for him. Her curvy thighs spread wide revealing a welcoming, wet sex.