Read Chosen by the Alien Above Part 4: A Sci-Fi Alien Romance Serial Online
Authors: Nora Lane
Chosen by the Alien Above Part 4: A Sci-Fi Alien Romance Serial (4 page)
He knew she would be considered full-figured for her species. He also knew her stature made her a perfect receptacle for a new emergence. He extended his mind into hers and observed the hints of confusion. Wild elation paired with abject despair. It was a wonder their bodies could contain the expanse of their emotions.
He slipped into her brain with an increased focus. The thoughtless organism invading her tissue recoiled at his touch. Rama regretted that this creature would never rise to the understanding of his kind. It would never have that chance.
Rama increased the secretion of protective enzymes. He shut off the invading cells’ ability to reproduce. In less than a second, he made 100,000 other tweaks to her bodily systems. She would grow stronger just as the consciousness inside her would too.
Optimizing the systems of a host species had always been something of a fascination for Rama. Where others of his kind had trouble getting beyond the distasteful yet necessary Pairing, Rama accepted it and shifted his focus to learning as much about the creatures as possible. At least for the span of time the host body was in service.
His interest in optimizing the host’s systems was the thing that saved him when the rest of his kind perished.
He would not make their mistake again.
The symbiote Rama Chandriss partitioned another thought pattern to again evaluate the uprising of the
Oberrai
. To reconsider how his kind failed to prevent its occurrence. He would not allow the same thing to happen with the human hosts.
In a flash, he verified that the manipulations to her bio-electrics were moving forward as intended. They were.
It was time for the Seeding.
Rama crept up onto the restoration pod. His consciousness stroked the y
ushan
and focused their growing awareness. At his command, they bulged up between her legs and then eased them apart.
Rama Chandriss regarded the opening between her legs. A
vagina
. The tender pink skin and patch of pelt above did nothing for him. He loosened his hold on their body. Just enough to allow it to react as required.
He swept his consciousness over her calves, over her inner thighs, and along the groove between her legs.
She moaned in her sleep.
He kept a focus there while extending another up her stomach, over her ribs, and onto her full breasts. His energy stroked her at each focal point. All of them simultaneously.
Whimpering words escaped her lips as her breathing deepened.
He observed their body. He allowed their pulse to quicken. He watched with detached interest at the vasodilation occurring in the their sexual organ. A
penis
. A shard of his focus detached to encourage the organ to gain its full stature. He returned the matrix between her legs, stroking her there. Her labia were blushed and engorged. A growing wetness dampened her opening.
A disruptive pattern emerged in his consciousness. Revulsion and attraction in equal measures. His body fought his will even as he consciously surrendered to the degree required for the body to function appropriately.
At his instruction, the y
ushan
pushed him forward until his probing tool met the parted gate between her legs. The contact of her wet flesh on his stiffness sent a cascade of tingling sparks through his groin. With repulsed fascination, he looked forward to the Seeding.
He would take her. Seed her. And ensure the continuation of his kind.
His sacrifice was required.
He clinched the muscles in their bottom and tensed their hips for a powerful thrust. He loathed the necessity of it. He loathed more his base fascination of it.
He flicked the
yushan
and they parted her legs wider. Her engorged labia invited his intrusion.
GRREAARRRAAHHH.
The symbiote looked back at the door and observed glowing red eyes aimed in his direction. He terminated the thought matrix considering the AI's deactivation. A decision was made. It should have been done already.
“Noah?”
Rama returned his focus to the female below him. She gazed up at him through disoriented and heavy eyes.
“What are you doing?” She asked.
Rama felt no need to engage the female in pointless conversation. She was not there to talk.
She was there to be Seeded.
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Nora Lane dreams of exploring beyond the wonderful home we call Earth. For now she lives on our planet, and shares a home with her wonderful husband, children, and two dogs that act more like alien overlords than obedient mutts.
She writes science fiction romance about what could, and likely will, happen as humanity continues to push beyond the confines of our ancestral home. If she's not writing, she can usually be found reading or dreaming of other worlds, usually ones with hot alien races that love human women!