Chapter 14
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
“...Why are we in your rooms?”
I got the feeling I knew the answer to that and all the relaxation that had settled under my skin during that massage fled in an instant as want and denial warred in my head.
The logical part of me knew it would be a bad idea, but there was also a part of me that felt a connection with Aster and craved the intimacy.
It was confusing, and I hovered by the door uncertainly.
Aster’s face was a mask of calm patience. He stood in the middle of the room, his gaze soft. He wasn’t forcing me, he didn’t rush, he just stood there and gave me the time to think.
“You have been working for others since you arrived. I just want to take care of you.”
A full-body shiver rolled up my spine at that statement.
When was the last time someone wanted to take care of me?
I’d had boyfriends in the past, but I tended to attract pillow princes who wanted me to do all the work.
It was probably the uniform. Military guys weren’t allowed to be soft or ask for someone to take care of them.
And while I didn’t hate taking care of my partner, I sometimes wished the roles were reversed.
“It’s just a massage, right?”
He hummed, offering me his hand. “You are too tense. It is no wonder you are in so much pain. Let me help.”
My movements were a little stiff as reluctance and eagerness warred with one another.
I stepped forward, taking Aster’s offered hand, and let him lead me to the bedroom.
My stomach clenched and unclenched as my eyes landed on the bed.
It was massive compared to the one I’d been in since I arrived.
The room wasn’t enormous, probably because they didn’t waste space on the ship, but the bed took up three-quarters of the space, bumping up against the walls on every side except the foot of the bed.
You had to crawl into the thing, which was a little hot, actually.
I could almost imagine Aster crawling across it to join me.
The rest of the room was simple, with a closet that was part-way open and a doorway to the bathroom.
He had a window a lot like the one in my room, but the most special part of the room was the freaking skylights.
I stared up at them, wishing for a moment that we were actually in space instead of near a city where the light pollution blocked out most of the view.
“Do you like the stars?” he murmured. He was standing shoulder to shoulder with me now, his eyes locked on the skylights, just like me.
I nodded slowly. “Yeah. I wanted to be an astronaut as a kid. I loved the idea of space travel.”
“Why did you not become one then?”
I chuckled, mostly to myself. “Couldn’t hack the grades. I was never great at book learning. I learn better hands-on. It’s why I do so well with engines. You can’t just read that stuff in a book. You have to get in there and touch it to figure out what’s wrong and fix it. It’s easy to understand.”
When I finally pulled my gaze away from the view, I noticed Aster was frowning. “What’s wrong?”
“It is strange. Your species cares more about books than ability? You pulled apart a board of wires unknown to you and successfully unlocked your door without injuring yourself or the system. Surely that is enough to prove your intelligence?”
“It’s complicated. They want astronauts to understand not just the job they have to do out there, but how the science behind space travel works, that kind of thing.
Not all of that can be learned hands-on.
Besides, you need a degree and extra schooling to become an astronaut, and I barely passed high school. ”
Aster shook his head, his face twisted. “Your education system is confusing. I looked it up once. It makes no sense. Why is it different depending on where you are raised? Children should all get equal education. It is standard on Krezik. And required.” He sighed heavily and nudged me towards the bed, still speaking as I climbed onto it and collapsed face first. Damn, these beds were too damn comfortable.
“The way humans do things is strange. I’m not sure any of us were expecting it to be this difficult to communicate with you.
Those who we picked up before never seemed to struggle so much to communicate. ”
That caught my attention, and I pushed up and twisted to see him better. “Hold on. You’ve been here before?”
He nudged me again until I was lying on my front.
“We or others like us pop in every once in a while to check on your development. We normally don’t approach species as young as yours.
You are not ready to face the reality of the universe.
But we do frequent checks on your progress and the environment.
Every once in a while, we will pick up a human and ask them some questions to see where you sit in development before putting them back. ”
Holy hell. Abductions were real.
“So did you actually do anal probing? Because anyone who talks about being abducted talks about being probed.”
Aster snorted, moving to sit beside me. He began kneading my shoulders, and I melted, only half-listening as he said, “Anyone who was ‘probed’ asked for it. At least amongst our species. We don’t force matings.
It is considered a grievous crime that is met with a death sentence.
There are species out there who don’t follow this rule, but they are not allowed in this sector. ”
“How do you keep them from coming out here?”
“The closest planet to you, Sostrea, has agreed to watch over you. They patrol the surrounding galaxy to ensure you are left alone. They are not perfect, there is a lot of space to patrol, but they do their best to keep the worst creatures away.”
It was all a little crazy. We were freaking out about the arrival of one species of aliens. Meanwhile, there were more watching over us like babies, marking our milestones and making sure we were safe. Protecting us from dangers we didn’t even know existed.
“Maybe if the world knew about what was out there, they would stop fighting you so hard,” I murmured, my eyes drifting shut as Aster dug into a particularly tight spot along my shoulder blade.
“Lift up. It would be easier without this.” He tugged at my top, helping me pull it over my head before turning to that tight spot again.
“Some of our leaders have expressed interest in showing the truth to the humans. They believe like you that it will shock the leaders into cooperating. But others worry it will only make things worse. Perhaps if you spoke with them? I’m sure they would appreciate a human’s point of view. ”
That made me tense. I already didn’t like being the go-between for the military and the Krezikians. Being the voice for the entire human race was not what sounded like a good time to me.
Aster made a tsk sound, smoothing his hands over my back. “Relax. It was only a suggestion.”
We were quiet for a while after that, and I pushed aside the worry about becoming the voice for all humans. There were better people for that. Maybe if they could get the government leaders to focus, they could make some actual progress. Or choose one of the generals to do it. Anyone but me.
I groaned when his tentacles pushed against my lower back.
Sitting in front of a screen all day did awful things to my back, and I was feeling it after four days.
I was busy enjoying the gentle pressure, and I didn’t notice Aster moving until a hand slipped underneath me and unbuttoned my slacks. I stiffened again.
My breath caught in my throat as he pulled my slacks down.
Not far enough to expose my ass, but pretty damn close.
With two tentacles still kneading my shoulders, I couldn’t lift up enough to look at him and see where he was going with this.
And because I have issues, I felt my cock swell underneath me.
Being rubbed all over was bad enough. Stripping me was only giving me dirty ideas.
Ideas that apparently Aster was thinking about as well.
A tentacle slithered underneath the top of my pants, caressing and teasing without going any farther.
It felt like a query, a suggestion of what I could have if I was brave enough to ask for it.
My dick throbbed, and my mind kept going back to all those dreams I kept having about Aster. Would it hurt to indulge just once?
I lifted my hips a little, giving in to my libido.
Aster made a sound that was almost like a purr, and the tentacle slipped in further, teasing along the crease of my ass.
I felt my breath shudder, and my legs parted automatically to give him more room.
I couldn’t remember the last time I got laid, and the need pounding through my system was making me dizzy.
He hadn’t even touched my hole yet, and I was already panting.
A sharp tug startled me. Aster dragged my slacks lower until my ass was exposed, and I felt goosebumps break out over my skin.
The tentacle disappeared for a moment before coming back slick with some kind of lube.
Aster’s hands parted my cheeks, exposing me to him, and I bit my lip to muffle my whimper.
Even while he was focused on my ass, stroking the tip of his tentacle over my hole and down to caress my balls, he still rubbed my shoulders and back.
I could see the benefit of having a lover with more than two hands.
He felt like he was everywhere. Tentacles, hands, even his mouth as he kissed up my neck, sending shivers down my spine.
A strangled noise escaped my throat when the tentacle’s tip pushed inside me. Not far, not even enough to feel a stretch, but enough to ensnare my attention and keep it.
He took it slow, easing in with micro thrusts of that tentacle.
It was weird at first, tentacles didn’t feel like a dick.
Tapered at the tip, it grew thicker the farther up he went, and once it was inside me, it didn’t just stay stiff.
It writhed, stretching me in a way I’d never experienced before.
It didn’t hurt, it actually felt amazing, but it was still a little weird.
When the first few suckers pressed against my rim, I held my breath. I figured the weirdness would only get worse. I wasn’t expecting the pleasure.
“Oh fuck!”
Each pass in and out vibrated my rim, making my eyes roll into my head. Waves of pleasure made my body contort and writhe, moans constantly spilling out of me. I’d never felt anything like it, and I felt my release barreling down on me within minutes.
“Aster!”
He made a rumbling sound against my neck and pressed in farther, stretching me to my limit.
I fisted the bedding, worried for a moment he was going to split me in half, but I also didn’t want him to stop.
The pleasure was out of this world, and I didn't think it could get any better than this.
Then a sucker attached to my prostate, and I saw stars.
A string of curses left me as I came with a shout, rutting against the bed and back against that tentacle as I rode out the waves of pleasure.
It felt like it went on forever, each pass of Aster’s tentacle in my ass only dragging it out.
My voice went hoarse from yelling, and all the tension fled from my body as I collapsed into the bedding.
A shiver ran up my spine as Aster pulled out.
I couldn’t muster up the strength to open my eyes, much less say anything.
Uh oh. If I couldn’t recover fast enough, I was going to end up falling asleep.
These beds were so comfortable, it should be a crime.
And with all the tension either rubbed out or fucked out, the idea of moving made me whimper.
“Shh… You’re alright, Enzo. Rest now. I will take care of you.”
He leaned over me, brushing a faint kiss against my temple, and as my consciousness was swept away from me, I had the fleeting thought that if I wasn’t careful, I was going to catch feelings for my alien abductor. Getting into his bed was a bad idea.