Page 22 of Seeded By Two

I sat up. “Is everything all right? Did the message not go well?”

“No, no. The message went… fine. Everything is… okay.”

He smiled but once again, his eyes did not rise to mine.

I wondered if I had disappointed him somehow.

It hadn’t occurred to me that perhaps his species preferred shy females, that being excited had actually had the opposite effect to the one I’d wanted and stifled his arousal.

I lowered my eyes to his crotch and could see that was definitely not the case.

He stood to attention at the front of his pants.

Each time he drew his eyes up to mine, he immediately looked away again.

Unable to bring himself to look at me.

I knew something was wrong but couldn’t quite figure out what.

Has he changed his mind about laying with me? I wondered.

I tossed my legs over the side of the bed, grabbed the sheet, wrapped it around myself, and shimmied over to him.

He eased back when I leaned in close as if he detested my very presence.

“If there’s anything I can do…” I said warily. “If there’s anything I’ve done wrong… I’m sorry. I didn’t think our cultures were so different… If there’s any way I can help you…”

He shook his head and looked at me — really looked at me — his eyes burning wells of fire, the molten gold melting my heart.

With more confidence than I felt, I reached up and stroked his cheek with my thumb. “Whatever you need,” I said. “Just tell me.”

He didn’t turn away, but shut his eyes, and allowed himself to feel my hand stroking his scales.

They were different to how I thought they would be.

They were not rough as I expected but smooth to the touch, and cool like ice cubes.

I imagined what they would feel like with him beneath me, with me riding him hard, his coolness pressed against my sweaty breasts as I worked him — and myself — hard.

I went up onto my tiptoes and kissed him on the chin.

It was as high as I could reach.

The moment my lips touched his scales, his eyes bolted open, and he flew back, as if I had hit him with a psychic blow.

“I can’t do this…” he said in a tone that suggested it was aimed more at himself than at me.

“I thought you wanted to mate with me?” I said, feeling hurt.

He looked at me before turning away again. “It’s not that… It’s… something else. I can’t… I mean…”

My heart thumped in my chest as my dreams began to slip through my fingers.

How embarrassing to lose the alien male that had Claimed me from all the others.

I wanted alien seed, and it was right there, in the front of his pants, ready to be shot into me…

But I was not about to let it go.