Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 82030 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82030 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
She swallowed hard and forced her voice to be steady.
“I… I should sleep now. Tomorrow you’ll need me to…to…” She couldn’t bring herself to say be milked. The words caught in her throat.
“Yes,” he said simply. “Sleep.”
He eased her down onto the mossy bed, pulling the leafy covers up over her trembling body. For a moment she thought he might leave, but he stayed, standing tall at her side, his golden gaze fixed on her.
She turned her face away, closing her eyes, willing her body to relax. But inside her mind was chaos. Shame…desire…confusion. And worst of all, a deep, secret longing for him to stay, to keep holding her, to whisper again that she was beautiful.
But he didn’t. And she didn’t dare ask.
14
LEXI
Lexi woke early, the alien room still quiet in the violet dawn. For a moment she lay still on the mossy bed, staring at the vine curtain that separated her from Brandt’s chamber. Her cheeks heated as the memories of the night before rushed in—his fingers inside her, his mouth on her nipples, the way he had made her cry out. Her pussy pulsed at the thought, traitorous and needy, but she shoved it away.
You need air…space. Something normal. You can’t just lie here thinking about him, she told herself.
She slipped quietly from the bed and pulled on a robe. Then she padded barefoot across the mossy floor. The silver door slid open quietly, leading her into the rounded hallway, then out onto one of the curved balconies.
The cool morning air kissed her overheated skin, carrying scents that were both familiar and strange: damp leaves…something musky like loam…and the sweet perfume of alien flowers that opened at dawn.
The sight was so beautiful and calming that Lexi decided to take a walk. The nice thing was, she didn’t even have to put on shoes. There was almost no pavement here—at least in the areas she’d seen. Everywhere was carpeted in moss and soft, tender grass.
She found her way down using one of the long silver bridges that stretched from the mushroom shaped building to the ground below and soon was strolling around, exploring the entire area.
The grounds stretched out before her, dotted with lush trees, glowing plants, and several enclosures that looked like small, wild meadows enclosed in vine-covered fencing.
Lexi’s curiosity pulled her toward one in particular. A faint animal scent drifted up from the small wild area—grassy, with a sharp tang of musk and something like cinnamon. It wasn’t unpleasant, just wild. She decided to get closer. What was living here and why had the Terians fenced it off?
Then—she saw it.
Inside the pen, a small, fluffy creature with enormous blue eyes and tufted violet ears nibbled at a cluster of glowing mushrooms. Its fur was a dappled green and white, blending almost perfectly with the meadow grass, and two stubby little horns peeked from its fuzzy head.
Lexi’s heart melted instantly.
“Oh my God,” she whispered. “You’re like a baby bunny…if a bunny had horns.”
A sign posted at the edge of the pen caught her eye. Etched in flowing Terian artwork was a pictograph of a hand with a red slash through it. Even without any written language, the meaning was clear: Don’t touch.
Lexi sighed, glancing between the sign and the baby. She was itching to give the little guy some scratches—she loved animals. But the sign stopped her.
Don’t do it, she lectured herself. The sign says you’re not supposed to touch it no matter how cute it is. You’re already in deep enough with this whole crazy science project. Don’t make things worse.
But then the baby spotted her. It bounded over to the edge of the enclosure, pressing its tiny nose through the vines, making a plaintive little chirping sound.
Lexi bit her lip.
“Oh, come on,” she muttered. “Just look at you, little guy. You’re practically begging for snuggles.”
She looked around. No one was watching. Surely a quick pet couldn’t hurt—right? Sliding through the vine gate, she crouched low and reached out a hand coaxingly.
“Hey, little guy…you want some scritches?” She used the same high, sweet voice she always used for her cat back home and the baby absolutely responded. Apparently the longing for “scritches” was universal, Lexi thought happily as it bounded towards her in a series of adorable lolloping hops.
“That’s right—who’s a good boy?” she crooned as the baby pressed its warm, damp nose into her palm, sighing happily. Lexi laughed softly, stroking the silky fur between its long ears. What a sweet little baby! She wondered if she could coax it to hop into her lap? She could cuddle this cutie all day.
That’s when she heard the growl.
It was low and guttural, vibrating the ground beneath her feet. Lexi froze, her eyes widening. Slowly, she looked up.
From the shadows of the enclosure, another creature emerged. Her eyes grew wide as she took it in—it was freaking enormous.