Page 5 of Secret Pregnancy of a Cosmic Union

He still doesn’t look too sure but when I sit up and remove my shirt and bra, it’s all that it took to really get him going. He cups my breasts in his hands, testing the weight and looking a bit in awe. I don’t know what he is thinking or even doing but what I do know is that I don’t want this to end at all. I watch him carefully, tempted to allow myself to be dragged into him but I’m worried about making a fool of myself.

I already feel so hot between my legs, aching for him to touch me. I take his hand and guide him there, his fingers immediately seeking me and touching me in just the right places. I let out a shuddering gasp, almost not believing just how perfect this man can actually be when he keeps touching all the right places. I keep wondering to myself if maybe I keep underestimating him but at the same time, I know that there’s no other reason to really think of it that way.

I just have to keep going the right way or I could very well end up losing everything. I think he knows this because he helps take off the rest of my clothes, tossing them aside. I lay naked on the bed beneath him, showing everything to him and I can’t even figure out what he is thinking. I thought that maybe he might say something, but he keeps watching me, as if he is trying to figure it out himself. If he isn’t sure about this, I would rather he just tell me because I’m not keen on someone forcing themselves to be with me like that but the minute that I try to cover myself, he is on me, moving my hands out of the way. I jump with surprise because I hadn’t expected it, my head jerking up to look at him with wide eyes.

He just smiles at me and shakes his head, “Don’t cover yourself, you’re too damn beautiful for that.”

My heart practically skips a beat at his confession, and I keep wondering if he just knows how to woo me. It wouldn’t be surprising if he was doing this for ulterior motives, but I don’t think he is that kind of person. If anything, it does feel like he’s unsure of where we stand as well, and I have no problem with telling it to him. I know where I want this to go and even how I want it to go but that’s only if he is feeling the exact same way.

I have no reason to force myself upon someone who doesn’t want it but before I can think to say it, he’s freeing himself from the confinements of his trousers. My jaw drops the minute his length springs free, wondering how exactly that DID fit inside of me because it seems so inhumanly possible. Tilting my head to the side, I glance between his throbbing length and his eyes, feeling a bit more desperate. Knowing that I can’t hold back for long, I reach out and take his length, lightly jerking him off. He lets out a small growl, his eyes blazing as he looks down at me.

I guide him right to my entrance, knowing that he has to hurry before I go completely crazy. I don’t know if I’m making the right decision, but I quite frankly don’t give a damn at this point. All I know is what I want and that is Elarix. He seemed to be worrying about the same thing but the minute he feels me, he lets go. He carefully pushes inside of me, making me gasp at the sudden pressure and how full I almost immediately feel. He pauses for a split second, knowing that he needs to get me adjusted to his length before he starts to thrust inside of me.

All I can do is take it, feeling his hard length rubbing against the most sensitive places inside of me but I definitely don’t regret it one bit. If anything, it has me craving for more. Our bodies move in sync, honestly feeling like I’m completely whole in this moment. I never knew that he could make me feel so much in so little time, but I just cling to him as I feel the orgasm ripping through my body, feeling quite content with everything that has just happened. I can’t complain one bit because to me, this is perfection.

“Oh shit, I’m going to cum!” I warn him, my entire body shaking from the intensity racing through me, “Oh god, please…”

Before I even realize it is happening, the pleasure is too much. I moan loudly as he pushes inside of me, brushing right against the spot that feels so perfect. I had no idea that I could feel like this in so little time, but I think he just knows what he is doing. He curses under his breath, a hot noise as he pulls out of me and releases himself on my stomach.

He looks pretty damned pleased with himself though as he rubs his seed onto my body, as if it is going to make me smell like him. I really don’t like the idea of smelling like seed but it’s a little cute to see him acting this way so I might give him a little bit of leeway to do what he wants because what is honestly the worst thing that could happen? I’m not even sure at this point, it just makes me know right here and now what I want from him and how I’m going to have to let him go when the time comes. Unfortunately, there’s no way that I’m going to be able to stop his execution even if I wanted to…

I guess the unfortunate reality is that I can’t be sure what I even want from this relationship at all.

Chapter Seven

Elarix

I have been by Harper’s side for about three months now and it is very obvious that she is pregnant. I notice some people pointing when they look at her, as if she is some kind of freak show and that pisses me off more than anything that I have ever experienced in my entire life. I don’t know why they are looking at her like that, like she had done something wrong. If anyone was in the wrong, it was them for looking at her like that and I’m going to make sure that they know it as well. I don’t like when my woman is getting watched like she did something wrong and it’s far from it.

Running my fingers through my hair, I tend the gardens, doing my best to make sure that everything is going alright that way she’s not straining herself too much. I already know what the people of this village think of me as the alien who fucked their good neighbor and impregnated her. I have heard their whispers, and it makes my skin crawl because I had no idea just how vile they actually were until I heard it. It’s like they were just expecting her to be that way. Like she didn’t deserve the title and respect that she has worked so hard to earn.

I know she is dealing with this, and I know it has very much upset her, but she doesn’t let it show. I don’t know why she doesn’t tell them where to shove it because if it were me and they were continuously talking down on me, I probably would have shoved my foot up their ass and made them regret it. I don’t like how she is being treated and I think she knows this, but I also think that she knows there is no way she’s going to be able to do anything about it.

I have been going back and forth in my head about it, trying to decide what to do. I couldn’t be completely certain though, but it is becoming more and more clear where all of this is heading. I keep trying to tell myself that the best route to go down is to make sure that she’s happy and that she is taken care of, but I hate sharing her. I don’t want anyone seeing her the way that I see her, and I will stand by that until the day that I die.

They are going to be very lucky if I don’t end up killing them the minute, I get the chance.

Harper did end up explaining to me why she couldn’t go on the ship is because she couldn’t let anyone find out about her pregnancy because she is afraid of what they might end up doing. I didn’t like that one bit because it was clear to me that she was afraid of them, and I don’t like seeing her scared. If it were up to me, I would just rush in there and kill everyone who tried to make her feel like shit about herself.

I guess it is safe to say though that I’m going to have to do this for myself.

“Alien!” I hear someone yelling at me, “Look here!”

I should just ignore it since I am used to staring, but I look up. A man is looking at me and he doesn’t look happy. I note the gun strapped to his waist, wondering if he has come here to try and kill me. I’d love to see him try because I won’t just allow myself to be killed but he instead purses his lips and folds his arms across his chest.

“How is Harper?” He asks me curiously, “I know she has been holding herself up and that’s not good for her or the baby. I’m going to assume you are the father.”

I don’t like what he is saying, rising to my feet, “what of it?”

He flinches back but stands his ground, “I don’t mean any hard, it’s just what I can tell. I worry about her, you see. I’m afraid of what will happen to her.”

“What do you mean?” I ask him, now a bit worried that something is going to happen to my mate, “I hope that nothing bad is going to happen to her… You won’t allow that, right?”

“All I know is that a lot of people are starting to look down on her because of you.” He explains to me, just telling me how it is, “and I know it is not your fault because you haven’t done anything to deserve it, but you DO deserve to know what’s going on right now. I just know that either way, she’s going to get put on the short end of the stick if you do not figure out your feelings toward her or if you allow them to keep treating her like dirt. I’d hope it’s not the case, but you never know right now.”

“Who is talking bad about her?” I ask him because it doesn’t make sense, “She is a strong person and I know she didn’t plan to get pregnant but so what? It’s not the end of the world and it was her choice if she wanted to keep the baby and she decided to do that. I couldn’t force her to do anything. If there’s anything that I CAN say right now, is I would love for each person who wants to talk shit to come and say it to my face because I can assure you right now that they won’t do it.”

“How do you know they won’t?” He asks me curiously, raising an eyebrow at me, “Honestly, I would have never assumed Harper to fall for an alien but it’s nice to see that she sticks up for you.”

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