10. CHAPTER 10

I laid in bed enjoying the warmth and security of being by his side a little too much to where I spent the last hour staring at him and berating myself, reminding myself over and over again that the feelings I was developing were because of these damn drugs coursing through my veins that was doing something strange to my body.

Because falling for an alien with dreams of murdering my people and pumping the rest with drugs to transform them into baby-making factories was not the guy to bring home to Mom, but like this, he looked innocent with his eyes closed and vulnerable. I resisted the urge to sweep his long blond hair from his face.

I had no idea when we were supposed to leave the ship and explore this planet. According to Lorvian, there were all sorts of landing protocols and testing to ensure I could survive and not get myself or any species I encountered sick.

Despite my precarious situation, I was excited to see what the planet looked like beyond what I saw from the expansive window he had in this penthouse-like apartment of a captain's quarters.

I had lived onboard a ship in the middle of the cold vastness of space for a year; I wanted to see the sky, smell the fresh air, and run sand between my toes at a beach. I missed Earth, my home, and my family, and I felt no closer now to finding my purpose or place to belong as I did when I desperately begged Derek for the money to pay Cormac.

What the hell was I supposed to do if nothing was for me at home and nothing for me here? Hell, this alien lying next to me was the best boyfriend I've ever had, well, the only boyfriend I've ever had, and certainly the hottest guy I've ever messed around with.

I couldn't believe I was in bed with a freaking alien!

The thought sent me reeling. But I couldn't stay here as much as I would love to forget how I got here and enjoy this quiet moment. I needed to escape, find my way to Scion 37y, and contact Earth.

Maybe that was my purpose, my mission.

"You must bathe again, this time alone, to mask your scent." He woke up and stared at me, his dark pools threatening to suck me in again.

"There you go with that scent talk again. I'm really starting to feel self-conscious."

"Hm, so you have no mating scent where you're from?"

"I don't know anything about any mating scent!" I wrung my hands, getting frustrated. Another thing I did while he was asleep was smell myself, I couldn't smell anything aside from my usual smell which wasn't terrible but didn't smell anything special.

"Then it's just you smelling this damn good." He planted his head on my lap. "You will forget about everything once we are on Eros. You can get off this stuffy ship and take in all the surrounding sights before you conclude you will be miserable."

He seemed sure, and I wanted to believe him. I believed he would have made my life much easier, but I wouldn't be here if I had chosen the easy way. And I wanted no part of this harem crap.

I got out of bed and slipped on my tunic, which I was starting to believe was a freaking dress. I need pants. There was no way I was leaving this ship in a fucking dress.

And yeah, I put on clothes to walk to the other side of the room and get in the floor bath.

I felt strange walking around naked. Now Lorvian had no issues about walking around stark booty naked. I could tell already that he was a man who took pride in his physique.

But don't let that distract you, Caspian. I had to find out where on the galaxy map and where Scion was located. Hopefully, Derek was still alive; during the attack, he said he was on his way to his escape pod, and all the pods were preprogrammed to head to the colony. If I can contact him on our channel, I could warn him. Warn everyone.

"Why aren't you bathing again? Or am I the only one who stinks?" I pushed the button for the recycled water to fill the tub, or at least I assumed they recycled their water because that was what our water was. They told us to enjoy the first week of fresh water and to never drink it from the faucets, showers, etc. We had bottled water in glass bottles and glass jugs scattered about the ship for public use. They didn't want to fill the new planet with plastic trash.

"If I join you, I might ravish you again."

"Ravish," I laughed softly and slipped into the clear water. "I"d never met a guy who said that before, at least not to me."

My thoughts drifted to the last guy I messed around with. It was one of my classmates, Marcus, on the last day of school. We were both so clumsy—just two dudes trying to get off, and that's it. He promised he'd visit me during the summer…, but I never saw him again.

Now he was on Earth oblivious to this whole new world we had entered, and it had just occurred to me that I was the fresh boots on the ground, the one who would provide mankind with some insight into what was going on in another part of our galaxy. I couldn't help but feel self-important, and my ego grew three times as large. Haha. Get the reference? No? Yes? Moving right along.

Granted, I should quell my expectations, considering that none of this would matter if I'm dead. Hell, my name wouldn't even be put on a memorial wall if I'm not in any official records. I'll be a nameless casualty of mankind's discovery of a new alien lifeform. Hooray!

He entered the bathroom, taking me away from my thoughts. Naked and leaning against the wall, his loose pants hanging off his waist displaying that manly crevasse that lead to his cock.

"I said." His voice took on a stern tone. "What do the men of your world say to you?"

I couldn't help but laugh. "They don't say anything, nothing important at least. Just a lot of fumbling hands and panting, oh yeah, and the occasional demands to suck their cocks. I'm sure there are men like you who are…attentive. I've just never met any. Truth be told, there doesn't seem to be much trust to go around, and most people my age are focused on careers and school."

I kicked my leg up, enticing him to join me.

"Don't do that. You might regret it." He smirked.

"We can still talk in the tub."

He removed his pants and this time I wasn't ashamed to watch his cock flop out of his pants. What a freaking monster!

He entered the water, is this what a God made flesh looked like?

"Turn, and I'll wash your back."

I complied, moving my hair out of the way. I didn't know it had grown to just above my shoulders. I was too busy playing the part of RA to do anything other than tie it up in a short ponytail.

I loved how gentle he was when he applied the cool liquid to my back and rubbed it, making sure to massage my shoulders.

"What is your planet called?"

"A planet," I smirked; if he thought he was gonna get anything out of me, he was mistaken.

He laughed in a way that didn't seem to hold my silence against me, making me relax.

"How far away is it?"

"Distant." I pushed my luck.

"I really admire this about you. Remaining silent to save your people, but there is no use in lying. That chip in your head does more than help you understand our language. We can see small recordings of your memories."

"You're joking."

"I don't joke… often."

"If you saw my memories, then what did you see?" I asked, hiding the fear in my heart.

"The images I saw were brief. A bustling cityscape with ground crafts you ride in." He appeared to think about it more. "A large cloth you use as a screen. On it are other humans in danger." His thick yet trimmed brows furrowed in a state of contemplation. "Do you all gain enjoyment from watching other humans in peril? What else do you do, laugh at distress calls?"

"What?! Wait… do you think that was real?" I laughed uncontrollably. "Don't you have movies?"

"Movies…"

"I take that as a no. It's acting, what you see on the screen, people pretending to be in danger to tell a story."

"So, your species is so safe you must pretend to be in danger to get your thrills?"

"It's not about getting some thrills, at least not all the time. It's a story told in visual form. Boy meets girl, girl is in danger, boy rescues girl, they live happily ever after. It's the staple of storytelling." I watched him seem to struggle with the concept for a moment. "C'mon, you guys are traveling through space, and at no point had anyone done that?"

"No," he shrugged. "I don't see the point. We have festivals of Blood, we fight and relish in our victories, and we have written texts on the art of war. But why tell a pretend story?"

"Because…" I couldn't put together the right words. "Maybe that's just something humans do." I wanted to get the topic off of me. "Where are you from?"

"A planet called Ashan."

I was taken aback by how quickly he answered.

"Did you think I would hesitate?" He smirked devilishly, and it made my heart jump. "However, I was born in the countryside at my father's lodge."

"How does that make sense? Your planet is Ashan, but you were born in the countryside? That's like me saying my planet is Earth, but I was born in the countryside."

"Then how would you phrase it?"

"My planet is Earth, and I was born in Seattle, in a country called America or something. We moved to different states within America, and the last place I lived was North Carolina."

"So, this North Carolina is a specific place in America, which is a location on your earth?"

"Don't you have countries, cities, states, anything?"

"Ashan is my home planet, and I was born in the southern region, in the countryside." He stated it so matter of fact.

"Yeah, but the countryside of where? You're treating your planet like it's a state or city."

"My family owns the entire planet. We warred for a millennium to claim it, and then my father united every clan." He said it with such a light in his eyes, almost childlike. "I take it this America is one of the many clans on your Earth? They are divided, which makes them easy pickings."

"Our leaders can come together when they need to, so believe me, we are not as easy to beat as you think!"

Then it occurred to me that I had told this dude the name of my planet and even the freaking country and city. I was sure he caught on to that but said nothing to let me know.

"And I bet they squabble like a bunch of Gorgols." He laughed loud and hearty.

"A little squabble hurts no one."

"Except all the people who end up dead because of this lack of unity. Little squabbles add up. They always do. Wars are rarely massive affairs. My people fought repetitively until my family took over. Now we have peace, so much peace I'm now the damned prince of peace!" He scoffed and left my side.

"Is that really a bad thing? I don't think you think it is because if you did, you wouldn't give me advice on achieving the same thing."

"Hush, boy." He waved dismissively and with no passion.

"Oh right, a warrior without a war to fight… have you ever thought of doing something else, or are you so afraid to try you won't even bother?" I kept going, feeling that, for the first time, I was getting through that head of his. "My people are peaceful and will not fight a new alien species."

"You talk too much. I haven't claimed you, and with that mouth of yours, I perhaps never will."

He leaned in and planted a rough kiss on my lips. I felt flushed with arousal. He pulled me close and for the first time, I didn't wince at the pain in my ribs, either they were healing or the pain meds were working wonders.

I gripped his cock, stroking it and feeling its girth in my hands. His finger slipped into my ass as he pulled me on him to straddle his lap, our cocks grazing each other, the heated waves shot through me causing every hair to raise. I licked his lips, and he wasted no time letting me in.

Guiding him inside me, I rode him hard and fast while I played with my cock.

He pulled my hair back with a hard yank and bit at my nipples until I gasped at the pain. Gripping my waist, he took control, slipping deeper into the water to pound inside at a near-inhuman speed.

I could only hold on for the ride, scratching my dull nails along his back once he hit that perfect spot. He slowed down, timing his strokes perfectly, and now I could move along to his rhythm until we both cried out in pleasure.

So much for bathing. A part of me wondered if we were just too animals in heat. Doing what nature intended, is that what we were doing? Mating, as he said.

I needed to talk to him more about how this whole omega stuff would work. I still couldn't fully wrap my head around how I was gonna push a baby outta this body. I sure as hell wasn't up for turning into a woman. No offense, I like being a man.

And why the hell was I going along with it by having sex with him?

Oh yeah, I knew the answer to that. He was freaking irresistible, he smelled… sweet, and I enjoyed being by his side. Looks like Operation Freedom had an enemy… myself.

We carried our lovemaking from the tub to the bed not giving a damn if we soaked the sheets, I gripped the soft fabric as he held my legs up and together, his cock inside me stroking my insides. I reached out to him wanting to feel his weight on me, pressing me into the cushions, I wanted to smell his breath and hear his grunts and moans in my ear. My wish was granted, and we continued until time seemed less important to us both.

The large pane of glass had a vast space where I sat, wrapped in blankets, and gazed down at what looked like a bustling port. The sky was a beautiful purplish hue with cotton candy clouds. What sort of society did they create?

"Hm, you smell so good." I felt his strong arms wrap around my waist.

"Stop it." I moved away feeling… I don't know, antsy.

"You feel good, as well, and this… anus of yours fits me like a glove." He just did not get the hint.

"You're gross. Tell me something else, something romantic." I don't know, I needed to hear, I don't know, not words of love or anything. But I also wanted to be more than a cum dumpster. I think it was at this moment I realized how fucked up I was.

"Romantic? What is Romantic?"

"Like, loving."

"I don't follow."

"Like say nice things about my hair or eyes. Not everything has to be about sex. Unless that's all you care for."

"What do you want me to say about your eyes?"

"I don't fucking know! Make something up!" I got up and this time I wanted to take a real bath, I didn't want to be near him and I didn't want him to touch me, I don't know why I was so damn irritable. Why the hell did I want him to be romantic with me?

The whole point is to make him trust me. Then maybe I could get myself out of this and warn everyone of what was happening. But here I am melting every time he looks at me, let alone touch me!

Maybe I needed to realize that I wasn't cut out for this. I wasn't some spy. I wasn't trained for anything resembling this; hell, I wasn't supposed to be here! I wanted to punch something hard!

"You're dissatisfied, understandable. We're two different species who met under unfavorable circumstances, but I've tried to make you as comfortable as possible, but I suppose that isn't enough." He approached but kept a respectful gap between us. "If you expect me to be a copy of the men of your planet, then you will be disappointed. I'm not them. I'm a warrior, a fighter, a prince. I can have any man I want."

"Then fucking get them!"

He closed the gap.

"I will fuck you until you pop out my little bastard, and there is nothing you can do to stop me, be lucky I don't want to rape you, boy!" He scoffed, and I wanted to slap the hell out of him! "This would be a great time to call the doctor to examine you."

What a damn mess I allowed myself to get into.

First, I said more about Earth than I intended. Now, whatever plan I had to escape and call for help was becoming less and less of a possibility. But at least I also knew something about his planet. It was called Ashan.

However, his not caring if I knew didn't make me feel I had gotten anything substantial out of our talk.

I wondered what his home life was like or what his planet looked like. There was so much to see and learn about him, myself, and this new part of the galaxy. I wondered if my mom and sister were worried about me.