Kyro: A Sci-fi Alien Abduction Romance (Captured by Aliens Book 5), A.G. Wilde [amazing books to read .txt] 📗

that. I want you to love me. I want to feel loved by you. I don’t want to give up what we have because what we have is special. I’ve never felt this way about anyone before.”

“We can’t.” His shoulders seemed to stiffen underneath her arms. “We can’t. I refuse to put you in danger because of who I am. The Tasqals know who I am now. I will have to go away. Change again. Be someone else.”

At the look in her eyes, he held her closer. “It is for the best. I refuse to let them hurt you to hurt me. I couldn’t...I couldn’t live knowing I am putting you in danger.” He gulped. “You are my weakness, Evren. But you are also my strength. My chets regrew for you, so I could defend you.” He paused. “You are right. I do love you. I love you. I can admit that now. But it doesn’t mean I will put you in danger. It would mean living a life in hiding, secluded. You don’t deserve that.”

He released her so suddenly and stepped away that she felt as if he held her heart and was pulling it with him.

“You don’t understand, do you.” She followed behind him back into the bedroom.

“No.” He turned on her. “You don’t understand. You see this?” He gestured to the room. “I assume my brothers know I am Vorti now, so they had to put us here. This,” he gestured again, “is the type of life I can give you.” The pain in his eyes cut her deep. “This is no life.”

“You don’t get it. I want this,” she countered.

“How could you want this?” He gestured to the room again and she realized he was also gesturing to himself before he turned his back on her, his shoulders tense with unspent emotion.

“Because I want you, you idiot!” She stepped right up to him. “I love you!”

She could see his body still. Right in front of her, his back still turned, it was as if every cell within him stopped moving.

“What?” His voice was so low the words were almost inaudible.

“I love you,” she said more calmly.

“You don’t.”

“I do.”

“You can’t.”

“But I do.” She pressed a hand against his back. “I’ve loved you for a while. I just didn’t know. When I decided to leave to go to the Hub, I turned back. I couldn’t leave...I couldn’t leave without you. I wanted to stay, run away somewhere with you...anything, to be with you.”

There was a moment of silence as he digested her words.

“You love me?” His head turned slightly as he glanced behind him.

“Yes. And you love me. If we have to run away somewhere, then so be it.”

He turned to look at her then, his eyes searching hers as if he couldn’t believe what she was saying.

“I want to be with you...the real you. This you.” She moved closer to him.

Kyro’s throat moved and for a split second, she saw something pass over his eyes. Then he was on her, so fast her breath left her body in a whoosh.

He was against her, lifting her, his body pressing against her as he brought her up against a wall. His mouth met hers in a bruising kiss as his hands found hers, pressing the back of her palms against the wall behind her. Her legs were spread, and she wrapped them around him as a moan tumbled from her.

His kiss, his lips...this kiss was everything. It held promise and need and want. His insides trembled at what he demanded with his mouth, at what his tongue promised as it played with hers.

“Kyro.” She managed to breathe his name as he pulled her dress over her hips, revealing her wet cunt and the roundness of her ass.

Thank God for no panties.

A groan rumbled through him as he pressed farther into her, his arms still arresting hers against the wall.

“Kyro.” Her pussy clenched as she felt him beneath her, the smoothness of his hard cock sliding between them as he rocked his hips.

His thickness spread her pussy lips with each thrust, sliding right through her wetness to rub against her clit.

A moan filled the room that she didn’t realize came from her own body as his cock tortured her so, with a promise of sweet, sweet pleasure to come.

Kyro adjusted himself then, his lips never leaving hers and the feel of his smooth tip at her entrance had her pussy clenching once more.

“I’m sorry,” he breathed, breaking their lips apart. “There is no control,” he said. “I want to take you. I want to take you hard.”

“Then do it.” Her pussy clenched again. “Do it. Fuck me. Fuck me hard. I want to feel every inch of your cock sliding inside me.”

A growl left him just before there was a split instance of pain...and then...euphoria.

She was glad he was the one holding her up for as soon as he drove forward, his cock burying itself deep within her wetness, her legs went weak and her body went limp.

It was such an injection of pleasure that it felt as if her blood had turned to sweet warm syrup.

Kyro drove into her.

Over and over again, his cock filled her pussy, stretching her in agony that never felt so sweet, only to pull out and fill her once more.

She was mildly aware of her screaming his name between the sounds of their skin slapping together as he fucked her raw.

As her clit swelled and throbbed, the first explosion within her had her seeing stars. But Kyro didn’t stop. He didn’t pause. Thick cock was driving within her without mercy, riding her through her orgasm, the sensation so wild it built another orgasm on top of the first one and she felt herself coming again.

“Tell me what you want.” His thrusts didn’t ease up. “Tell me how you want it.”

What did he even mean? This was already everything, EVERYTHING she could ever want. If he wanted pointers, she had none, but she didn’t even