Page 19 of Abducting Sarah

His shoulders were like boulders, and this mountain of an alien looked at me as though I was on the menu. Every hair on my body stood on end, as I stared at the ceiling and tried to think clearly.

He’s not real. None of this is real. It doesn’t matter what I do here. It’s all a hallucination.

“Why won’t you look at me?” he asked.

“I don’t—I’m—”

“You are nervous?”

“Aren’t you?”

“No,” he said with a smile. “I have had sex many times.”

I laughed at the absurdity of his answer. “That’s not why I’m nervous, Deacon.”

“Wait—have you not had sex?”

“Of course I have.”

“Then why are you nervous?”

I took a deep breath and huffed, “Because I have never had sex with an alien before, and I’m not exactly sure I’m in the mood after everything I have been through today.”

“Mood?” He frowned. “What mood?”

“You know what I mean. Being kidnapped doesn’t usually make a girl horny.”

“That is alright. I know how to do that.”

I gave him a skeptical look. “Do what?”

“I know how to get you into that mood.”

I met his gaze and what I found sent shivers through my body. His eyes burned for me. But I started to panic. Everything felt too real, even though I knew it wasn’t. I backed up and bumped into the bed behind me.Not good. With muscles like his, I knew I couldn’t fight him off, no matter how hard I tried.

Ladrian women, the few I had seen so far, they were muscular compared to most human women.He’s probably used to a woman who can throw down—I bet they like it rough.If I don’t fight him, maybe he won’t be as rough as he could be…

“Deacon, what do you mean you know how to get me into that mood?”

“Take off your dress.”

“I…” my voice trembled, “I don’t want to.”

He stepped closer, pressing himself into my personal space, but not touching me. “I can take it off for you.”

Sounds like the dress is coming off, either way. Might as well not let him destroy it—it’s the only clothing I have. I sighed and untied the waist string on the wrap dress I was wearing. It fell open, and I slid it from my arms onto the floor, before I hugged myself for warmth.

He studied my bra and panties. “It is always strange to me that your kind wear clothes beneath your clothes. Take them off,” he ordered.

I lifted my chin stubbornly. “I’m cold.”

He waved a large hand toward the nearby mattress. “Climb into the bed, under the fur, then you can remove the underclothes.”

He was so matter-of-fact about everything, and considering this wasn’t reallyreal, I followed his directions, and the bed was far warmer than anywhere else on the ship, bar the hot vat of red liquid I’d been dipped into earlier. The soft gray fur was massive, and I hoped to never meet the creature who had lost it. Warily, I kept my eyes on the other massive creature in the room.

Deacon stared at my face, then his eyes traced over my fur-covered body. He growled, a low and deep arousing sound that made my nipples hard, and he slowly lifted the far end of the fur from my feet.

It tickled and with every inch of skin revealed, my breath sped up. My heart pumped faster than ever. I panted, “I’m not sure about this—”

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