Page 100 of Kissed By the Alien
I look at the blue grass in the fields and climbing the sides of distant mountains. The flora and fauna will take some getting used to, as will being among a people where I stand out as different in so many ways, but there’s a true sense of peace on Zyan. My instincts tell me they will accept me for who I am, which is all I’ve ever wanted, besides having a guy who is as sweet and caring as Lutan.
“I met a friend here already, the woman who gave me the credit chip.” His fingers twine with mine. Such a simple act and yet it launches me to the top of the world. I’m living the dream, one I thought was too far-fetched to ever become reality. “And I found some people speak Common, which will make adjusting easier until I learn to speak Zyanthan. That’s how I found my way to your home. I remembered the name Perraz from when Hunzu told me about your childhood.”
“My Lexi, you will do well wherever we go. And I will, too, now that I have you.”
He pulls me in for a bear hug, reaffirming everything I already know. Call us heartmates, soulmates, or anything you’d like. As long as we’re together, we can and will conquer the universe…
EPILOGUE
LEXI
We’re sitting on chairs behind our home in Perraz, listening to the crackle of the fire in the pit Lutan finished digging today. I love being out in the country, with only a small village nearby. It’s peaceful and I feel safe, even when Lutan leaves on a mission.
The temperature has dropped, but I have my deliciously sexy warrior keeping me warm. He holds me close to his side, as close as he can. I often sense he fears losing me, as if I’m the only good thing in his life. He still struggles with the loss of Narzan, but being in their family home also reminds him of the good times.
The sound of a branch breaking in the distance puts him on high alert. His horns rise to their full height. Ever-vigilant and ever-thoughtful, my Lutan.
“It’s an animal,” I say without knowing for sure. But no one ever comes here. My dad planted the idea of cendagi targeting me so Lutan takes no chances. He’s trained me how to use the weapons in the cache inside our home. Well, not all. Just the proper way to hold a knife and how to shoot a blaster. Self-defense, so I’m never vulnerable, especially when he’s not here or when I travel by myself to and from the embassy.
“Relax, Lutan. We’re fine. This village isn’t even on the map.”
“It’s on every map.”
“I meant, it’s so small, no one will think to look here.” I caress the nodes on his head, hoping to relax him, but his horns don’t lower, so I clear my throat and say, “My, what big horns you have.”
Lutan puffs out his chest as if I’ve given him the greatest compliment in the universe. Maybe I have, but my warrior’s not catching on.
“It’s a line fromLittle Red Riding Hood.”
“I wish to see this book you continue to reference.”
“You don’t believe my retelling of the story?”
“Yes, but I also know you, my sweet Lexi. You have a way of massaging the facts to achieve what you want.”
The man knows me too well.
“What do you think I could possibly want right now?” I ask innocently.
His eyes narrow as he tries to figure out what I’m doing and I attempt to throw him off his game. He’s too serious sometimes and needs to loosen up, especially when we’re at home and he’s between missions.
“I’m unsure,” he answers honestly.
“This is where you answer, ‘All the better to stroke you with, my dear’.”
“But I don’t use my horns to stroke. To impale, yes. For you to latch onto for leverage when I fuck you, yes, but not to stroke you. I would never put my tips near your delicate flesh and risk injuring you.”
I stroke his horns. “Oh, my sweet Lutan, you have a lot to learn about flirting, don’t you?”
“I’m good at flirting. Start again.”
“Okay, let’s see… My what big eggplants you have.”
“I have no eggplants, or any plants. I grew up on a farm with livestock. I did not tend a garden.”
I shake my head, wondering how someone so bright can be so dense when it comes to flirting. “Do you want me to just say, drop your pants and show me those big cocks, Warrior?”
He drops his pants.
