Alien's Runaway Mate (SciFi Paranormal Alien Romance) (Vistran Love Book 2) (3 page)

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              Sarah looked out the large arch windows of her room.

             
Her room.

              How long had it been since she had had more than a small cot to herself? And now she had a lovely lavish room all to herself.

              All thanks to Brax.

              It had been two days since he had rescued her from the docks. After seeing him the past two days, she now truly know he had rescued her. Since coming into his house, he and his maids had only done everything to make her feel comfortable and safe.

              It had been intimidating to see maids so large. Even the Vistran women were towering giants. But the maids were nothing but kind and gentle with her. But their kindness was nothing when matched with Brax’s.

              He had made sure she had received a tailored set of Vistran clothing to replace her grubby shipping uniform. Vistran clothing was quite revealing and at first Sarah had been too shy to wear such clothes. Not only because of how revealing they were but because of how mottled her abused body was. Sarah had refused the maid’s repeated appeals to put her in a Vistran gown. But finally, she had relented when she realized they had already thrown out her shipping uniform.

              The first time Brax had seen her in her Vistran gown, his dark stormy eyes had lightened in pleasure, making Sarah blush. But his face soon darkened as he caught sight of her bruised arms.

              Before she could hide herself, his arm had shot out and pulled her forward. With gentle firmness, he had inspected her carefully. His large fingers brushed against the faded red burn on her neck. “What is this?” he asked in a whisper that promised pain to her abuser.

              Sarah swallowed. “Hot soup,” she whispered.

              She could see Brax’s eyes darken into blackness. His jaw tightened in anger. Sarah stared up in fear, worried he might take out his anger on her. But when his eyes caught her fear, his face gentled into an expression of pained concern. He brushed his hand against her cheek. “I will make sure you will never know such pain again.”

              Those words. They had lit a warmth within her that she had never felt before. His handsome face, so harsh with regret over her pain, seemed to hold her entire heart. Sarah looked down at his large, defined body and knew she would only find safety and warmth in his arms.

***

              Every day it was getting harder and harder for Brax to keep his distance from Sarah. He wanted to hold and keep her delicate body next to him forever. And yet, he did not want to force or overwhelm her. She had just left the totality of slavery. She deserved some freedom. Mating with a Vistran was no easy matter. Vistran men mated for life. Would she be ready to clip her wings so soon after she had gotten them?

              Brax, for one, was not willing to do that to her. No matter how much his body ached for her, no matter how much his heart reached for her, he would give her her freedom.

              He just hoped he could survive sending her off.

***

              “Tomorrow there will be a ship arriving from the settlement of Rhyo. It is a good community that has fair laws and no slavery. I will give you a modest purse that should be enough to help you settle yourself there comfortably.” Brax paused, clearing his throat. “If you ever need more, you know you can always contact me. I will always be here.”

              Sarah stared at the shipping logs on the tablet Brax had presented her with. She didn’t know whose face showed more regret, hers or his. So a suitable ship had finally arrived. Brax had been true to his word.

              Sarah slowly nodded. “Alright,” she said quietly. “Tomorrow afternoon?” She could hardly believe she would be leaving. She had secretly hoped it would take weeks for a decent ship to arrive.

              Brax nodded. He didn’t raise his eyes to her. Staring at the screen, he confirmed, “Tomorrow afternoon.”

              Sarah imagined a world where she would have money, freedom, and a future. It felt wonderful. But there was something missing.

              Brax.

 

***

             

              The moonlight spilled into his room. Brax felt his heart ache as he thought about Sarah soon flying off. He knew it was the right thing to do and he was determined to honor his decision of giving her her freedom. And yet he couldn’t help but feel his heart protest at the idea of losing its mate.

              He turned away from the moonlight, unable to look at the orb without thinking about Sarah’s fair skin.

              He stopped in his tracks when he looked up and saw his own personal moonlight standing in his bedroom doorway.

              “Sarah,” he said, surprised. She stood in the doorway wearing a sheer nightgown that allowed him to see the outline of her body’s every curve. In the few days she had spent with him, she had slowly begun to fill out nicely, allowing her natural curves to return.

              “What are you doing here?” he asked. He could feel his body roar in desire for her. He swallowed tightly trying to hold himself back.

              Sarah hesitantly stepped towards him. “Brax,” she said in a breathless whisper. Her large eyes, infinitely warm, stared up at him. He would miss those eyes the most.

              “Sarah, you should get some rest,” he said, unable to hide the regret in his voice. “You have a long journey ahead of you.”

              Sarah bit her lower lip. After a moment of hesitation, she reached out and touched his bare stomach. Brax breathed in sharply. Like most Vistrans, he slept in the nude. He was shirtless and had been about to remove his trousers before bed but now, was still in them. Feeling Sarah’s small hand against his skin made his body burn hotter for her.

              “Sarah—” he started, wanting to keep her safe from his raging primal lust for her.

              Sarah shook her head. “Brax,” she said quietly, keeping her hand on him, “I don’t think I can go tomorrow.”

              Brax’s heart leaped at her words. But harshly reminding himself of the right thing to do, he cleared his throat and asked, “Why not? I told you, Rhyo is a safe settlement—”

              Sarah shook her head. “It’s not that. I know it’s safe.”

              “Then what is it?” he asked.

              It felt like Sarah’s eyes were peering into his heart. “It won’t have you.”

              Brax wanted to throw his arms around her and press her against him. He wanted to taste her, fill her, keep her. But his ever vigilant brain reminded him that this human had no idea what she was asking for her. It wasn’t fair to her.

              He covered her small hand with his own large one. “Sarah,” he said, trying to keep his straining cock from brushing against her. “You don’t what you’re saying. Vistrans are different from humans. When we mate, we mate for eternity. At least the Vistran males do. We bond with our mates with not only our bodies but our hearts as well.”

              Sarah’s brow furrowed a bit. “So when you mate, you are mated for a lifetime?”

              Brax nodded. “Yes.”

              Sarah’s eyes glowed with unshed tears of hopefulness. “That’s good,” she replied slowly. “Because there’s no time I want away from you. A lifetime sounds like just enough for me.”

              Brax groaned, feeling himself drowning in the pool of love Sarah was pulling him into. She stepped towards him, pressing her full breasts against him. She raised her head, offering her sweet lips.

             
A lifetime sounds like just enough for me.

             
Me too, little one. Me too
, he thought before capturing her lips with his own. He slid his tongue against her, tasting her warmth and sweetness. He explored her wetness, taking everything from her. His pulse roared against his ears as his heart roared in satisfaction at being near its true mate.

              Sarah wrapped her arms around his neck. Brax ran his hands down her body before settling at the neck of her gown. In one swift sure pull, he ripped the gown away, leaving her completely naked in the moonlight.

              Breaking away, Brax looked down to take in the gorgeous sight of his mate. Her large fair breasts heaved in want as they curved down towards her slim waist and then swelled out in her large soft hips. She was an absolute vision. And she was
his.
             

              Picking her up with an easy strength, he carried her to his large bed. Laying her down, he removed his trousers. Sarah’s eyes widened as she caught sight of just how huge a Vistran could be.

              “Don’t worry, little one,” Brax said huskily. “I’ll go slow.”

              He lowered himself over her and then carefully bent his head over her puckered pink nipple. He closed his lips and sucked
hard
. Sarah arched her back and cried out as pleasure ripped through her body.

              She couldn’t believe she was finally feeling his body, his hands, against her own body. She had wanted him,
needed
him, the moment she had seen him on the docks. But it wasn’t until she was faced with leaving him forever that she had realized the truth.

              It was only with Brax that she could truly have freedom and a future. Because it would all be provided with the love they shared for each other. She knew she had found where she truly belonged and that was by his side.

              Brax raised his head and captured her lips in another bruising powerful kiss that left her breathless. Cradling her head in his large hands, he shifted between her legs. Sarah took in a deep breath preparing herself for him.

              Giving her another kiss, Brax thrust himself completely into her. His thick, hard cock plunged deep into her, even brushing against her womb. Sarah threw her head back and cried out, pain and pleasure swirling within her.

              “Wrap your legs around me, sweet one,” he whispered, his voice ragged with need.

              Sarah did as she was told, wrapping her legs around her Vistran’s torso and crossing her ankles.

              With slow, powerful strokes, Brax began plunging in and out of her. He groaned as he felt his cock sheath itself in its forever home. He could feel her body shudder as ripples of pleasure passed through him and into her. A powerful wave of love washed over him, intensifying the connection he felt with her. He knew he was about to mate with his one true love. And he never felt so ready.

              Sarah moaned with each thrust of her mate’s thick cock. She felt completely filled with Brax’s body and love. She felt every inch of him slide against her.

              “I love you,” she whispered, pressing her forehead against his.

              Brax growled at her words, feeling his heart burn with pleasure at her oath. He quickened his pace. He thrust harder, faster, deeper. Sarah cried out, the heat within her raging.

              Capturing her lips, he thrust into her hard one more time before they both exploded in a spray of chaos and love. Brax roared against Sarah’s lips as she cried out in a similar cry of release and completion.

              Brax imagined his seed planting itself deep into Sarah. He pictured her belly beautifully swollen with the product of their love. Feeling the true pure love of a heart mated, Brax gathered Sarah into his arms as they collapsed onto his bed.

              “I love you,” he whispered against her ear.

              Sarah sighed, contentedly. She had found her home.

              And she couldn’t have been happier.

             

             

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