“I wonder how Draconians would play basketball.”
“Probably better than humans.”
“There’s a gym on the armada where Draconians are able to shift into dragon form and fly around. The males might enjoy this game there.”
“That’s a great idea. I’d love to see you play.” She said it before she realized what that meant. He’d suggested they play basketball in the gym on the armada. The armada in space. If she became his bride, she would probably be expected to live on one of the spaceships and perhaps leave Earth forever. She didn’t know if she could do that, no matter how strongly she was beginning to feel for Mylash.
“This would be a good new diversion for us. I’ll propose it to the commander.”
“I’m ready to go out if you are,” she said, gripping the strap of her Birkin handbag.
He stood and walked with her to the door. Loretta only came up to his chest, but after watching the basketball game, she imagined that this height difference was probably normal for basketball players’ girlfriends. He opened the door for her, and she walked out into the hallway. As they waited for the elevator, she slid her hand into his.
His crystal blue eyes gazed down at her, and she smiled at him, enjoying the feeling of his warm hand enfolding hers. They rode the elevator downstairs. There were newscasts playing on the televisions in the lobby of the building, but Loretta avoided listening to them.
With everything going on in her personal life, she had pushed the thoughts of the terrorist attacks far to the back of her mind. As soon as she left the confines of the apartment, it abruptly confronted her. Her heart rate sped up, and she gripped Mylash’s hand more tightly.
They walked outside and continued down the street. The smell of chocolate and coffee wafted from a small cafe. Loretta pulled Mylash inside, wanting to get off the street.
“Let’s have some coffee and pastries.”
He followed her inside, and they took ordered pastries and coffee from the counter and sat down by the window. She crossed her legs and watched Mylash as the late morning sunlight streamed over his blond hair. He smiled at her, showing his sharp canine teeth. The look in his eyes awakened her body instantly, and she couldn’t keep her mind on her chocolate eclair and cappuccino.
A smile spread on her lips, and she ran her hand over his where it lay on the table. He caressed her skin with his fingertips and gazed into her eyes.
“I never thought it would feel like this,” he said.
“Like what?”
“My inner dragon has calmed since the shower. But the need to be inside you calls me home.”
“Help me understand,” she said, embarrassed that anyone might hear. “It feels like wanting me is like wanting home?”
“Yes. Exactly. You feel like home to me. Odd. I came here on an altogether different mission. When I left Draconia, I was irritated that I’d been sent from the warfront to babysit a race of humanoids who were at an inappropriate stage of development of us to mate with.”
“Inappropriate?” she mockingly defended her race.
“When we were here last, five thousand years ago, you were tribal and barbaric. You worshiped us as gods. Finding women to mate with was easy. We had only to offer ourselves. We took many of those women back to Draconia with us. The other planets we mate with are either at the same level of development as Earth had been back then or far beyond where you are now. Earth humans are not a self-sustaining species. You were slowly killing your planet and exploiting each other. No race can survive like that. The introduction of new technology just accelerated the process of self-destruction. It was a poor choice to stay when we realized what had happened to you.”
“I had no idea it was like that.”
“We are at war with the Mulgor. It requires all our resources. We had to choose to stay with Earth or abandon the mating armada until after the war was over. The Mulgor haven’t attacked in thousands of years. No one knows how long it will be until the war is over. That is why the president allowed for the technology exchange. The mission to Earth needed to be salvaged so we could revitalized our DNA in this generation. Coming here is a tremendous burden of time and recourses for our planet.”
“So you wanted to stay back on Draconia and fight the Mulgor, not deal with our lame asses.”
“Precisely. But now. Everything has changed. You now feel like home to me, and I want nothing more than to defend you.”
“So does that mean you’re resigning from the Draconian military?” she said, laughing.
“I am not.” His grin grew wide, and she could see his teeth. “But this feeling of loyalty to anything but Draconia is new for me.”
“That’s really sweet,” she said, looking down at her eclair. She pulled her hand away from his and took a sip of the expertly poured cappuccino. It was divine. Loretta picked up her fork and took a bite of the eclair and it was just as good as the coffee. “This place is fantastic, taste your pastry.” She wanted to change the subject, even though her heart was racing a million miles a minute to hear him talk like that.
Looking into his eyes, hearing him speak of his loyalty to her, made her heart flutter wildly in her chest. She felt like she was in some romantic movie where the super-hot hero was with an ordinary girl like her. She watched him take a bite of his pastry and lift it to his mouth. His pink tongue darted out and licked the cream on the spoon. Her thoughts went to earlier when he’d had his face between her thighs. She rested her cheek in her hand with her elbow on the table.
“It is quite delicious. We don’t eat sweet food on Draconia. But I can see the appeal.”
“No sweets! I can definitely never live there,” she blurted out. She stopped short and gazed at him. He looked disappointed and a little panicked.
“I’m sure we could import all the sugar you could desire from Earth,” he defended.
“I shouldn’t have said that. Let’s not talk about it. Okay?”
“My mate. I must be honest.”
“No. I don’t want to think about it now, Mylash. I just want to enjoy being with you. Right now. Today. Okay? The world is falling apart all around us. The people I love are desperate. I was just in a terrorist attack yesterday. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I just don’t want to think about that fact that it comes with prospect of having to leave my planet for the rest of my life.”
“Loretta…”
“Let’s go. I’m done.” She stood and shoved her hands in the pocket of her jacket, making her way to the door. Outside, the air was cooler and the sky had become overcast. He was there beside her, his warm presence giving her something to cling to.
“Are you feeling all right?” he asked.
“I’m fine.”
“Loretta. Eventually, the Draconians will leave Earth. You must understand that.”
“I do.”
“You still have the right to leave. We made that deal.”
“I was supposed to mate with you first. Right?” She felt hopeful and numb at the same time.
“Yes. After we mate, I will give you one million dollars. And you are free to stay or go.”
“What will happen to you?”
“I am confident that you will stay with me.”
She stopped and turned to him, the sky hanging low overhead. The first drops of rain sprinkled on her cheek. “What makes you so confident?”
“A Draconian’s semen opens his mate to him. It makes her feel as strongly connected to him as he is to her.”
“It’s an aphrodisiac?”
“Something along those lines. It only works with a male’s true mate. Only she will open to him in this way.”
Chapter 11
Back in the apartment, she threw her jacket on the couch and began pacing around in front of the big window. Her heart felt like it might explode in her chest. Anxiety and confusion assaulted her from every side. She couldn’t get a handle on what she felt or what she wanted. She didn’t even know who she was anymore.
She played her l
ife back inside her head, thinking about all the choices she’d made that had brought her to this very moment. She wanted to be a stockbroker. She wanted to feel the rush of playing with the market. It had been her dream, since she was a girl, to be able to manage around large sums of money. She’d been so poor growing up with her grandma. She wanted to turn her sharp mind to the problem of money.
Now that she was embroiled with Mylash, she didn’t know what her hopes and dreams really even meant anymore. She’d have a million dollars by tomorrow, maybe even in a couple hours if he wanted to make love to her. To have so much handed to her in exchange for sex almost felt like cheating.
Aside from all that, Mylash was an alien. Not just some ordinary billionaire offering her all her dreams. He wanted to take her back to his home planet to be among his people. She just couldn’t imagine it. What would it be like to never see Earth again? Could she handle that? Was Mylash enough?
“What is it, my little mate?” he said, stopping her from pacing. He put his big hand on her shoulder and caught her chin with his other hand. He forced her to look up into his face. His worried expression made a tear form in the corner of her eye. She didn’t want to disappoint him, but her head felt like it was about to explode. Her heart felt like it might burst from the pressure building there.
“Mylash. I don’t know what to do. Maybe I should leave. Forget about the money. I don’t think I can go to Draconia. I can’t leave my family.”
“It’s all right, little mate. We don’t have to worry about this for quite some time. The armada will be here for another ten Earth years.”
“What about you?”
“I’m scheduled to be here until human society is stabilized and thriving.”
“That could be like, a lifetime.” She laughed and a tear let loose from her eye and slid down her cheek.”
“Indeed.” He hugged her to him. His hard chest was warm and smelled of his sweet scent. She wrapped her arms around him and inhaled. She felt him harden against her stomach. His hand roved down her body and gripped her behind, inching the hem of her dress up over her panties.
His fingers slid around the back of her thigh and between her legs. He continued to rub in and out, reminding her of what he’d done with his cock earlier that day.
“I need to be inside you,” he growled, abruptly lifting her off the floor. Her shoes toppled to the ground. He wrapped her legs around his waist and carried her to the bedroom. She lay over the bed, her knees shaking. He turned her over on her stomach and unzipped her dress before peeling it off her body. He unhooked her bra and slid off her panties.
His hands found her ass and he began to knead the globes between caresses of her damp pussy between her legs. He gripped her hips and pulled her up on her knees. Three fingers found her opening and began to thrust inside as his other hand flicked her bud.
“Mylash,” she groaned, already feeling her orgasm ready to ignite.
He pulled his fingers away and slapped her ass, making her body vibrate.
“Like this, from behind?” she gasped as he pressed his cock to her opening.
“Yesss,” he growled. His voice was almost unrecognizable.
Loretta groaned and gripped the bedspread, leaning down on her elbows as her legs shook.
The thick head of his cock pushed through her folds and pressed against her tight entrance. She shoved her face in the blanket and bit the fabric. Pleasure and pain coursed through her as Mylash split her open. His massive width spread her wide as it inched inside her. Her body opened around him, sucking him deeper and wider than her mind could comprehend. The utter fullness of his cock inside her made her mind go blank.
He held her hips tight, his pelvis hit her ass with a slap. Loretta groaned. The pleasure button inside her was on full alert. She didn’t know if she was coming or going. Her body whirled with unknowable lust. Mylash pulled back and thrust forward again. That’s when she came undone. With each thrust of his hips, her orgasm spread out further, cresting and diving in waves of absolute abandon.
He ran his hand over her clit as he fucked her hard from behind. She could feel the need in him, the driving force to take her like this. To know he could be inside her at least this one time. He dropped forward and held the back of her neck. His hips pumped her hard into the bed.
She was a mindless flesh, built for pleasure and need. Mylash roared over her, his cock expanding even more, impossibly thick within her. His hot semen pumped deep in her womb, exciting yet another pleasure sensation at the depths of her core. He leaned back, holding her hips steady before he pulled away.
He gathered her in his arms and pulled a blanket over her fragile form. Her mind still orbited somewhere in outer space while her body twitched and throbbed from Mylash’s love.
“Holy shit,” she gasped. She lay her head on his chest and felt his semen slipping down her thigh. She was in such a daze that she didn’t even care that he’d just come inside her. Nothing seemed to matter anymore. Nothing made sense.
She held him as she listened to his heartbeat under her ear and the heat of his body radiated against her skin. She didn’t know when she fell asleep, but the next thing she remembered was waking up under the blanket with Mylash nowhere in sight.
It was getting dark outside and she could hear the faint sound of the television in the living room. She put on a robe and walked through the big doors. Mylash sat at the couch, watching basketball again. She slid into the chair beside him and snuggled against his chest. His arm wrapped around her and she let out a long breath. Her body was sore from the sex, but the soreness had a kind of pleasure that made her want even more.
She tucked her feet under her and watched the TV screen, not thinking about anything. All of a sudden, the screen went to digital fuzz and a second later, there was a man in a mask on the TV. She recognized the masks from when she’d been taken hostage. It was the Human Liberation Coalition. Mylash growled and swore in Draconian.
“We, the people of the Human Liberation Coalition, demand all Draconians leave Earth immediately. We demand that all traces of Draconian technology be wiped from the face of the Earth. All females who have mated with Draconians will be executed. All young born of such unions will be executed. The Draconians are a scourge on our race. They have interfered long enough. We demand they leave this planet and never return. Anyone who does not stand with us is in league with the enemy. We will deploy bombs on cities and towns who do not declare their allegiance to the ideals of a Draconian-free Earth. Humans of Earth. It is time for your liberation. Join us or die. You have been warned.”
The video feed blipped out and basketball came back on the screen. Mylash swore again. “What just happened?” Loretta asked. It just wouldn’t end. She put her hand to her brow and gripped the lapels of her robe together at her throat.
“The bastard terrorists are releasing their manifesto,” Mylash growled, looking at streaming data playing over the inside of the wrist of his uniform. A man appeared after that and began talking. Mylash quickly stood up. “Yes, sir. I saw the feed.”
“Why is this still a problem, General Shin?”
“I am distracted, Commander. But I have been making progress. I will deal with this matter immediately. Soon, my mission here will again have my undivided attention.”
“We all understand the trials of the mating impulse, General, but let’s not allow the race of our women to implode while you seek to spill your seed.”
“Yes, sir. I’ll be in for debriefing within the hour.”
He ran his finger over his wrist and turned back to her. “Loretta. I’m sorry. I have to go. I will return soon.”
He pulled a credit card from somewhere within his suit and handed it to her. “This card is for an account in your name. It has the million dollars already in it. Do what you please with it. When I return to this apartment, I hope to find you here.”
“Mylash, I…”
He swept in and kissed her mouth passionately, lifting her up off the ground. ?
??I’ll see you when I return, beloved little mate. Then I will claim you as my own. The dragon within will no longer harass me. We will make beautiful babies together and have a full and happy life.”
He turned away and strode out the door, leaving Loretta standing alone in the room, holding a million dollars in her palm.
Chapter 12
Loretta was left dumbfounded. Thoughts raced to her mind. She had no idea what to do. Should she go? Should she stay? Everything was a jumbled mess. The one thought that she could hold onto was the idea of bringing money to her grandmother.
She hurried into the closet and found a suitcase. She threw clothes inside it and hurried into a fresh pair of pants, a sweater, a jacket, and a pair of comfortable tennis shoes. She would have to travel back to Alabama as quickly as possible and that meant getting a hover flight out of the airport. She hurried downstairs and out the front door of the building, onto the street. It was rush hour traffic and she couldn’t hail any taxis. She checked her phone and found that the subway was only a few blocks away.
Her mind was racing as she made her way around the corner to where the subway entrance stood at the end of the street. She hurried down the stairs and into the damp darkness of the underground. The sound of the train screeched to a halt. She ran her card through the turnstile and it allowed her through. She stood on the platform with everyone else and found the train that would take her to the new hover airport. She quickly got on. It slid forward into the dark tunnel.
The subway was packed with bodies, everyone going home from work or school after a long day. The faces of the people told the stories of what they were feeling. Just the day before, the city had been bombed by a terrorist group that also bombed three other cities around the globe. Just moments ago, the terrorists had threatened to kill anyone who stood against the Draconians. It was a frightening time and she knew that everyone else was as scared as she was.
The subway screeched to the next stop and passengers boarded and disembarked before the doors slid closed again and the train continue down the track. She rode along for several miles, stopping at each station until the tunnel grew longer as it went out towards the new hover airport.