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Elina

After rushing out from the bathroom feeling like a fool for being lured to let him do that to me. And then he thought that I would be okay with him biting me and injecting something into my bloodstream. So that I would get pregnant nonetheless. Well screw you Lazarus! Humans ovulate so you have to screw them at the right time! Hah!

I distractically dress myself in a pair of black yoga pants and a bright pink tank top. I don't bother to put a bra on, it's more comfortable without anyways. I leave the bedroom to wait for Lazarus in the living room hoping he is done soon because I want to keep my anger to throw at him. Plus I'm hungry and I don't know how that food synthesizer works. What's taking him so long?

I'm standing by the windows in the living room when Lazarus comes out from the bedroom. Took him long enough! He has a dazzling smile on his sexy lips looking like something God made especially for women to enjoy. He is dressed in a white button up that has the top three buttons undone giving a glimpse of his hard chest sprinkled with light blue hairs. The arms are folded up to his elbows to show off his toned underarms and give a more casual look. His legs are enclasped in a pair of dark gray slacks that show off his long muscled legs and amazingly tight arse. His hair styled to perfection with just enough unruliness to look like he just woke up this perfect.

I see his highly kissable lips moving and I remember how they moved along my neck. Then his smile changed to a knowing smirk instead. I shake my head and meet his questioning eyes.

"Huh?" I was so into looking at him that I missed what he said. Can it get more embarrassing than this?

"I asked if you would like something to eat?" His eyes shine with amusement that tells me he knows I was checking him out. My cheeks glow red. I always blush around him.

I clear my throat and turn towards the dining table. "Yes, thank you. I'm starving." At this my stomach makes a sound of agreement. At the table I sat myself on the chair that I sat at yesterday, enjoying the view of this sexy alien fixing breakfast for me. "Some coffee and a sandwich is enough." I told him distractaly as I checked out his arse.

He turns towards me with a frown. "You have to eat more. A sandwich can not be nearly enough to satisfy a starving woman."

I blush at this and murmur. "I have to think about my weight."

He gives me a stern glance. "I will fix a breakfast that contains all the nutrients that will be good for starting the day." He says and turns back to the machine that fixed the dinner yesterday. "And you are light as a child so I don't understand why you should think about your weight?"

I don't answer him. Instead I sit in silence and wait for my meal. Soon he comes to the table with a tray filled with all kinds of goodies. There is a bowl with different kinds of fruits. I think I see an apple and strawberries, do they have that on his planet? There are all kinds of eggs, breads, butter and toppings along with steaming cups of coffee and juice.

"It might taste a little different from what you are used to but I'm positive that you will find something that pleases you. These fruits" he holds up the apple and strawberry "is from your planet. We have yet to catalog more foods from your planet but there are technicians working on it as we speak."

He starts to plate some food for himself and I take my plate to pick some for me. It's amazing that they can catalog fruits from earth to have them served here. Everything looks delicious so I try to take a small piece of everything and soon my plate is overflowing with food. Well. I guess my weight will have to be a concern for another day.

We sit in silence and eat our breakfast. I see him glancing up at me a few times, looking like he wants to say something. When we're almost finished he clears his throat. "I'm sorry for what I did in the shower. I understand that I must give you more time to get to know me before you are ready to go on with everything."

At this I give him a doubtful glare over the top of my coffee mug. "And what exactly is everything that I should get ready for? To be bitten by an alien so that I can bear his children? To be mated for life to someone I met a day ago? What more is it that you haven't told me? Will I turn into a baby-making-machine once you've bitten me?" My anger from all that has happened, from what he just told me in the shower and all the other fragments I have been given surges up to the surface and the last of my words are almost spit out.

He gives a despondently sigh and looks towards the windows to think about how he should phrase himself. He turns his strikingly purple eyes to me and looks straight into my eyes. "You are upset because you don't have all the information that concerns you." He finally states. Ten points to the alien!

"Of course I'm mad when you keep throwing things like that at me. Things that benefit you but not me! Things that might have been a good startup, perhaps even before you abducted me from my home!" I cross my arms over my chest and puff out an angry breath. Anyone in my situation should be angry and if they are not they need a shrink.

"Yes, that might seem like the most reasonable point of action for you, but I have to remind you that humans still haven't made any contact with any forgien species and that you would certainly have gone to some kind of government body had we contacted you. This operation was a delicate matter from the beginning. We can't afford to fail."

"But now that I have expressed my unwillingness to proceed. Can't you put me back where you took me and try someone else?" Even I can hear the plea in my voice. "I'm sure there is a lot of women that wouldn't think twice about having sex with you and carry your children." At this Lazarus' face falls into an angry scowl and he narrows his eyes at me.

"I do not want any other female. I have already chosen you." His voice is a deep growl. I gasp at the intensity of his glare and anger in his voice. I hadn't anticipated that he would get this angry from my words. I rapidly get up from my chair, making it fall backwards with a loud bang, but he is faster than me.

Before I have the chance to run towards the door leading out from his living quarters he is in front of me, pressing me up against the wall. "To be honest we could easily wipe your memory and put you back where you came from. It's still a short time that you have been here so the procedure wouldn't damage your brain, so that is not the problem. The problem is that I don't want to let you go. As I told you in the shower, Galdrians mate for life and I have chosen you for my mate. I will have no other."

All that comes out of my mouth is a small whimper. His hard body keeps me captive against the wall, his hands find their way to land on my bottom and he lifts me up to wrap my leg around his waist pressing his pelvis against my core. My hand flies up to grasp his shoulders for support. He leans down to my ear. "You are mine. You are all I want and will ever need. My choice was not made lightly and I will not change it." He captures my ear between his teeth and gives a light bite earning a moan from me.

My whole body is reacting to his words, to his possessiveness. I never thought that I would be turned on by being claimed like this, to be owned like this. But it's like I can't resist him. Everytime I do he touches me and all rational thoughts fly out the window. The chemistry between us is like nothing I have felt before. It is fast and intense and completely mindblowing. I feel my nipples beading into hard points, my pussy growing wet with anticipation and my clit is swelling.

"Have you done something to me? Have you given me something to make me feel this way?" My voice is barely a whisper against his ear as he kisses and nibbles down my throat and up again. "It's like I can't resist." Can all these feelings really be natural reactions or have they given me some chemical to increase the attraction?

"Then don't. What is the point of resisting?" His voice sends shivers down my spine and another moan works its way from deep in my throat to my mouth. I feel his erection grow hard against my core giving me the perfect pressure on my already swollen clit.

"I was never given a choice." I gasp as his fingers lightly brush over my erect nipples and I arch my back to meet his touch. More. I want him to give me more. My nails are digging into his strong shoulders so hard I'm sure they will leave marks.

"Then base your choice on what you're feeling now. Is there anything back on your planet that makes you feel like this? That makes you moan in pleasure by a mere kiss? That makes you lose your mind with only a light touch?" At this he brushes his fingers over my nipples again. I grind myself against his erection to ease the throbbing, earning a growling moan from him. "If you want time I can try to give you some, but I can't resist you that much longer. Now that I have you here, all I want is to make you mine." He grinds his hard member against me and by now both my underwear and pants are soaked from my fluids.

"Time. I need time." I gasp as he takes my nipple between his fingers and gives it a pinch, that falls somewhere between pain and pleasure.

"Just to make myself clear, the time I give you is for you to gain your footing, not to choose between staying or going. I will not let you go." He growls against my lips as he gives another pinch to my nipples and kisses me. I moan into his mouth meeting his tongue in a fierce dance.

Then he steps away from the wall and gently puts me down on my feet. I'm still gripping him, unable to support my weight on my unsteady legs. I take a deep shaking breath to try and still my rushing hormones. Keeping my eyes down on the floor I give him a small nod to show that I understand his terms. He puts his hand under my chin to tilt my head up. When I finally lift my eyes to meet his, he gives me a smile and kisses me.

"Get ready. I'm giving you a tour around the ship and introducing you to my friends and colleagues."

"I have to change my panties." I say before I have the chance to censor my own speech. I feel the heat as it spreads up my chest and all over my face and Lazarus gives a knowing chuckle. Oh god! Why did I say that out loud?

"By all means. Don't let me stop you. Unless you want my help in doing so." I furiously shake my head in embarrassment and run to the bedroom covering my face with my hands. "Please wear a dress. You look exquisite in a dress." He calls after me.

In the bedroom I lean against the wall to calm the burning of my body. Then I feel shame and anger wash over me. He did it again! He gave me his terms instead of me giving him my terms! I'm angry with myself for agreeing to them as well. Well. I'll show him that I am in charge of myself!

With a huff I enter the walk-in-closet and pick out a jumpsuit with long legs and long sleeves. It is dark blue with large pink flowers on it. Looking in the mirror I am pleased with my defiance of his wish!