Alien King (preview)

You don’t feel like it. In fact, you have no stomach at all. Even the water feels unwelcome in your belly. Still, you take one of the ration bars and open it. You take a bite and heave, wanting to throw up from fear.

“You have nothing to fear,” he growls. “I will give you everything.”

“I don’t want to be here,” you whisper.

“You will, eventually.” He touches your cheek with his finger. He brushes your hair from your face. “If you need to destress, I will pleasure you.”

You stare at him.

His tongue slithers from his jagged mouth again. “I will always pleasure you before I lay my eggs.”

You shake your head and clutch your knees to your chest.

He chuckles. “You do not know what you are being offered.”

“I don’t care,” you mutter.

“I am sorry you feel that way.” He then places something else in the nest. “Rest then. I doubt you are ready to receive my eggs as it is.”

You look at what he laid in the nest. It is a pillow and blankets. “Why are you doing this?” You look up at him.

“What?” He growls.

“The food and the blankets,” you murmur. “Why not just lay your eggs in me now?”

There is a low grumble in his chest and he moves back to you. “I want a willing partner,” he replies. “An unwilling one is no good. You can hate me if you like but I want you to want me.”

“How does that work?” You shake your head.

He chuckles and he nuzzles to your cheek. You flinch at first but you still. “I’ve taken you and killed everyone you know,” he replies. “I would hate the person who did that to me.” His tongue trails down your neck and shoulder. “But you can still want.”

You press your palm on his shoulder and push him back. 

“I need you,” he growls. “I will do anything at all to make you want me.”

You shake your head. “Leave me alone.”

He sighs, inching away from you. “There is nothing I can do?”

You avert your eyes and remain silent. 

“Just once,” he growls and you look back at him. “Let me show you what I can give you.” He inches down. “If that will not suffice you then there is nothing to be done.”

“Will you let me go?” You ask.