Page 6 of Alien's Temptation

“I don’t know.” I flung her bag over my shoulder and tried to grab her wrists to make her stop. She was starting to draw blood. “It must be poisonous. I told you the island is dangerous. A lot of things can be poisonous here.”

I managed to immobilize her hands, but that only made her cry harder.

“We’ll go back to my ship. I have medicine.”

“I have medicine in my backpack!”

“I doubt your medicine from Terra is going to help you. Come on. Can you walk?”


I was sure she could walk; she was just in shock. Her skin was flaming red now, most likely all over her body, though I couldn’t see underneath her clothes. The rash must’ve spread, for sure. I didn’t have time to argue with her. I lifted her in my arms, and thankfully, instead of scratching herself violently, she wrapped her arms around my neck and hid her face in my chest. She was shaking all over as she kept crying, and the sound of it made my heart ache.

I’d just met her. All I knew about her was that her name was Angie, and she’d been abducted my slavers. Still, I felt like I was responsible for her, for her safety and well-being. She was human, and oh-so-fragile. She couldn’t take care of herself, at least not here, on Reazus Prime. I shouldn’t have laughed at her. That had been cruel. I needed to take her back to my ship and heal her.

So, I started running. She was light in my arms, and it was no effort at all. At some point, she stopped crying. She was too busy holding on to me as I sped through the forest and emerged on the beach.

“Wow! You’re strong! And fast.”

My ship was just ahead. I started toward it, and to my utter despair, it started raining. Just like that. One moment, the sky was clear, and the next, dark, heavy clouds covered the two suns, and rain poured with a vengeance.

“Oh, that’s better,” she sighed. She turned her face to the sky, eyes closed. “Not perfect, but better.”

Fat drops fell on my back, and I was glad when they didn’t seem to pinch or burn. I’d heard that, sometimes, the rains on Reazus Prime could be acid. At least we were lucky this time. Angie seemed to enjoy it.

We reached my ship, and she slipped out of my arms. We hurried inside, and I went to find the ointment that I knew could heal anything. Before I’d left Zorran, I’d visited the high priest of the Three Heads and asked him for the best medicine his healers made. When one was set for an outlaw planet that used to be a prison planet, one had to be prepared. Reazus Prime was known for its unfriendly landscape and even more unfriendly beasts. The outlaws that had turned it into their home weren’t even the real threat on this rock.

“Take off your clothes.”

She’d started scratching again, but when she heard me, she stopped and stared at me like I was insane.

“Excuse you?! No!”

I sighed. “I can’t help you if you don’t...”

She took off her shirt and remained in only a piece of black lace that covered her round, heavy breasts. I instantly felt my cock harden.

“Just shut up and give me that.” She reached for the ointment.

I let her take it, and I tried to look away as she started rubbing it all over her face, neck, and chest. It was impossible, though... not to look at her. Even with her skin so red and inflamed, she was gorgeous.

“I can’t... my back...”

I dipped my fingers in the thick ointment and started spreading it over her back. She sighed, took a moment to relax, and then rubbed the cream on her arms and stomach.

“Oh my God... This is better. Way better.”

The redness was starting to fade. I was mesmerized as I ran my palms up and down her back. So soft, so warm... I was impossibly hard now, painfully so, and it was becoming obvious enough that she’d be able to see it if she turned to face me. I should’ve stopped. Her back was covered in the soothing ointment, and there was really no reason for me to keep rubbing her delicate skin.

“Thank you,” she whispered. She collapsed on the floor, letting her head rest against the wall.

I took the ointment from her and sat down, too. I was silent, not knowing what to say or do. I felt things for Angie that I shouldn’t have felt. Once I returned to Zorran, I would become a priest. I’d made peace with my fate a long time ago, when I realized I was too old to find a mate.

Could it be that I hadn’t found her on my planet at the appropriate age because I was waiting to find her here, on Reazus Prime? Because I was waiting for a human female who didn’t even know species other than hers existed?

At least we were done, and I wouldn’t have to touch her again. Or so I thought.

“I’m going to put this away.”

“Wait.” She bit her lip and looked up at me, a pleading look in her eyes.

“Are you still itching?” I looked over her curvy body. She was still wearing her pants and boots, and the strip of lace that covered her luscious breasts.

“Mmm... Maybe?”

I furrowed my brows. “What does that mean? Are you still itching, or not?”

And then I noticed the way she was rubbing her legs together.

I blanched. “Oh.”

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