Bred by Her Alien Abductor

Dhiro wasn’t like anyone she’d ever known.

He was another lifeform. As she thought about the reality of her situation, it really was fascinating. This was everything she’d been dreaming of since she was a girl. Ella wanted to absorb as much information as possible during her stay.

Everything about this adventure was new, including her connection with Dhiro.

“Well, the men on your planet are worse than corregs. You have no reason to worry about them. They are not worth your time.”

“You didn’t kill those men, did you?”

“No, of course not. I just dissuaded them from ever coming near you again.”

“You’ve been so nice to me,” she said.

“Is that a bad thing?”

“What? A bad thing? No, of course not. I’m just not used to men being nice to me. Where I come from, I’m kind of a loner.” She forced a smile to her lips. If Dhiro had seen what other women on Earth looked like, he probably would have chosen differently. That made her sad.

Dhiro stroked her cheek. “The men on your planet are fools. They do not know beauty when they see it.”

“You flatter me.”

Every time he touched her, she felt like she was on fire. The answering pulse between her thighs was intense.

“You feel it too,” he said.

“I don’t know what I feel.”

His fingers traced down her neck, gliding down toward her breasts. When he palmed her, she cried out.

“They’re soft.” He pinched a nipple. She sank her teeth into her lip to stop herself from reacting even more embarrassingly. Dhiro slid his hand down to cup her pussy, and this time, she fell back against the sofa as he rubbed her. “You’re not used to men touching you.”

She shook her head, not really sure how to answer. She’d never reacted this way. Never been touched intimately.

Dhiro shifted them until he was on the floor between her thighs, his face pressing right against her core where he breathed her in. He gripped the edge of her jeans, and his strength surprised her as he tore her jeans down her body.

“Dhiro!” She should stop this, but every part of her wanted this to continue.

He was a freaking alien. She was human. She didn’t know a single thing about him—except the fact he had big, strong hands and a muscular body that made her thoughts incoherent. Was every part of him as big? This wasn’t right, and yet as he tore away her panties, exposing her to him, she couldn’t think of anything to say to stop him.

Why would she want to?

Alien lifeform aside, his touch was like magic. While all other men were freaked out by her, Dhiro appreciated her. He’d chuckled at what she did, not because he mocked her profession but because he knew. He was another the other lifeform she sought.

He was everything.

“I never knew you could smell so good.”

She opened her eyes, staring down, watching him. His fingers stroked between her thighs. She had a small patch of pubic hair. He spread her lips, and then his tongue danced along her folds.

She couldn’t hold back the moan. He was so good. So thorough and incredibly talented. “Dhiro,” she said. “We shouldn’t be doing this.”

“Do you not want to feel me?”

“I don’t know you.”

As quickly as he touched her, he stopped.

Her and her stupid mouth. The pleasure had been intense. How far would they have gone? At this point, what did she have to lose?

Dhiro stood, and she watched in amazement as he stripped out of his layers of clothing. He was rock hard all over. His cock … holy shit. He was huge. Everything about him was extra-large. He wrapped his fingers around his length. “Do I not please you?”

“Er, you do please me. I didn’t mean for you to get naked.”

He took her hand, pulling her to her feet. His arms banded around her waist. In quick movements, he had her completely naked. She tried to hide her nakedness.

“Do not hide from me. Your body is a gift.”

Dhiro didn’t have a single mark on his body. No blemishes, nothing that made him imperfect. She had the ugly scar.

“Do not be nervous.”

“Is nakedness part of your custom?” she asked.

“We prize our bodies above all else. However, we are modest, except with our mates.” He smiled at her, then it faded away.

“What is it?” she asked. “Why are you so sad?” She didn’t like to see him in any kind of pain and to her, it looked like something had upset him. She could almost feel it.

“Children,” he said.

“What about them?”

“We can no longer have children. Our females are infertile. We haven’t seen a child in decades.”

“Oh,” she said. “That’s so awful.”

There was so much to take in. It was an information overload. She wrapped her arms around him, trying to offer him comfort in any form.

His fingers stroked through her hair. “It’s why I need you,” he said.