Page 4 of A Mate for Traxx

She looks up at me with a stunning smile. Without thinking, I reach out to touch her, wanting to see if her skin is as soft as it looks. I expect her to flinch, but she leans into me instead. I am glad to know she is not afraid of me.

A softness in contrast to my scaled skin. An electrified buzz drifts between us at the skin-on-skin contact, and it sizzles. It immediately sends sparks through my veins, and causes my cock to twitch with need.

I may not know much yet about this little human, but one thing is certain, I am going to do everything in my power to keep her safe and happy. Ineedher in my life. As we spend time together, I can only hope that her feelings toward me grow as mine have toward her in just the short time I’ve known her.

Chapter 3

Rhea

I can't keep my eyes from lingering on him as we eat. He’s incredibly handsome for an alien, and extremely tall. I keep waiting for the nerves to kick in. For my brain to tell me I need to run, but for some reason I feel safe and comfortable in this alien’s living quarters. It’s an oddly light feeling of empowerment. I can sense that he has no plans to hurt me, not if his kind gestures and careful demeanor are anything to go by.

My gaze travels across the room, taking it all in. Brightly colored, yet muted walls surround us, and everything is lit up like glow sticks. Neon hues of bright pinks, purples, blues, and greens.

His touch… I can’t stop replaying that moment in my head. Some basic instinct is going off inside me, reasoning that he’s special. Maybe we are meant to be… but that’s just not possible, right? I will have to find my bed and breakfast sooner or later, so there is no reason to form an attachment.

He drifts closer to me as we eat. Getting into my personal bubble is normally a huge red flag, but with Traxx, I find I don’t mind it so much.

He keeps looking over at me, and I finally break. “What?”

“I never thought I would meet my fated mate.”

I choke on the water I was drinking. “Your… what now?”

“Rhea, you are my mate.”

“How could you possibly know that when we’ve only just met?”

Traxx sets his food down and lifts his hand, pushing a strand of misplaced hair out of my face. “Because I know what I want…” He moves in closer to me. So close I can feel his warm breath beating against my skin, creating a tingling sensation. “And I have a tendency to always get what I want, Rhea…”

Maybe he’s telling the truth. Maybe there is something more here than I want to believe. It’s in the way he looks at me like I’m truly desired. He doesn’t seem to see my extra curves or weight that I’m self conscious over. Or maybe it’s the way tingles erupt all over my skin when he touches me, or the way my breath hitches every time I catch the scent of his pine sandalwood scent. For instance, right now… I have butterflies dipping and diving inside my stomach. I’ve never felt this way towards anyone. It’s as if we’ve been together for years. I simply feel comfortable in his presence.

We resume eating in silence. I watch and try not to giggle as he gives the pizza a once over and then sniffs it cautiously as though it may sprout wings and attack him.

These aliens are the famous Grekarians we’ve heard about on the news recently. They’ve been protecting Earth from the Necorium for years now, and they’ve asked for one small favor in return: Allow their males to find mates on Earth.

It’s not like any type of bride lottery where women dread the idea of it. It’s more along the lines of a volunteer thing. I have never thought about it until now. Maybe living with these guys wouldn’t be so bad. If they’re all like Traxx, sweet and caring, what woman wouldn’t want to be treated like this all the time?

No.I shake my head. I have things to do, places to be. I don’t need to get swept up in the idea of romance. See where my bad taste in men got me. In Alaska, away from my family and friends.

Steve creeps into my mind, and I remember the last time he cornered me in an alley. I still feel the sting of the bruises he left on my neck from the last time. A cringe shivers down my body at the memories. I won’t ever be going back there. I shake myself out of the traumatic memories and get back to our conversation. My desire to learn more about him is pressing me to ask.

“So, do all of the Grekarians live here on Earth?”

He shakes his head. “No, there are still many more back on our home planet. We no longer have any females left to further our lines. No one to produce heirs.”

I nod. “Explains why you’re looking for mates here on Earth. How do you know that we are even compatible with your species?”

“The leader of our planet has taken a human mate, and she is with child.”

“How long have they been together?” I couldn’t help the questions pouring through my mind.

Were they happy? Did she feel the same way I am right now or did she fight it? Could this thing between us actually be real? Am I willing to give it a shot?

“Two Grykar years.”

“How long is that?”

“About two of your Earth years.”

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