Her Alien Abductor (Aegarian Saga)

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agreed to. Your maids are there to escort you for your safety. And I hate to point this out, but you have already fallen into my arms.” He squeezed her tightly, as if to prove his point. “Ultimately, you will be given the right to choose. If you say no, I will respect your wishes.”
    “You will? Truly?”
    He lifted his head as if he was looking into her eyes. “Yes! I wouldn’t want to spend the rest of my life with a woman who resented me for forcing her to stay. Don’t you have a saying on Earth, ‘If you love something, set it free’?”
    “Love? How can you love me? You don’t even know me.”
    “Perhaps the word love is too strong as of yet. I care about you, about how you would feel, if something would harm you.”
    They lay there quietly for a few brief moments, thoughts swirling within Kaya’s head. There was so much to learn, so much to know about him. She felt sincerity in his words to her, and they showed her he was a man of worth, a man worth getting to know more. But to tie herself to him for her entire life? What if in a year’s time she had not grown to love him, care for him? What if she felt trapped? Would he let her go then? The fear the prospect gave her was immense.
    Her head began to hurt from all the thoughts spiraling at once. She pushed the negativity away, only wanting to share these special moments with him in peace.
    “Thank you for my clothes and the jewelry. I was wearing the sleeping gown to bed tonight, but it seems to have disappeared.”
    He took her farther into his arms and took her lips with his, “You are most welcome. A beautiful woman should have beauty surrounding her.”
    Kaya looked up into his face and even at this non-existent distance she could not see him clearly. His finely honed muscles and strong arms, she could see fine. The soft dark hairs which grew on the tight muscles of his chest, and the arrow of hair leading down to his massive erection, she could see just fine.
    “I still can’t see your face clearly.”
    “You shouldn’t be seeing me, nor I you. I can’t explain why we see each other, let alone why you can’t see my face. Do you see the rest of me?”
    “Yes, I see every detail of your body. Every single detail, down to the last hair, as long as it is below the neck. Above the neck, you are distorted. Do you see all of me clearly?”
    “Yes, I see everything about you clearly. It could possibly be because prior to our seclusion, I saw your face. I was in your café and had my helmet on, so you did not have the luxury of seeing me as well.”
    “I suppose that could be one answer.” She cuddled into his arms as he moved with her into her bed. He was warm and deliciously naked. He pulled her head under his chin and again rubbed her back and arms and neck. She felt safer and more loved in his arms than she had ever felt in anyone else’s. And she knew nothing of this man. Nothing at all.
    “Besh?”
    “Yes, my flower?”
    “I know so little about you. I know you are a General in the army, and you saw me at my café the day I was abducted. Even though we can’t explain why we are here together, why not use this time? I feel safe with you, but I can’t use that as a reason to stay.”
    They spent the next few hours discussing their likes, loves, and dislikes, finding they had much in common. He made her laugh and she him. They bonded in a special way, him only holding her in his arms while they talked. And the more they talked, the more she sank into his arms. She wished she would never have to leave the spot she was in, feeling safe and loved by this mystery man who was now a little less of a mystery.
    Once they realized the sun would be up soon, Besh slowly lowered himself so he was directly beside her in the bed. He caught her mouth again with his and began running his hands down her body, paying special attention to her breasts. He kissed her with a longing she had not sensed before in him, and he slowly forced his tongue into her

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