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Red eyes glared at me, and a snarl distorted an otherwise more than handsome face, exposing long fangs that turned my stomach. Thinking of them piercing my skin sent shivers of revulsion through me, and I renewed my efforts to get Alex and me out of here.
Every time I turned though the alien was still behind us, gaining distance without much effort on his side, making me realize he was only toying with us.
With a sob, I pushed against the next door we came upon, a soap store. Miraculously it opened, and I stared at six pairs of eyes looking as frightfully at me and Alex as I had stared at the alien.
"Get out!" a woman screamed.
"Shut up," a man hissed angrily.
I didn't pay them any attention though. I was driven by a primal fear to get away from the predator stalking me. Deep down I knew it was futile, he would catch me, and yet I couldn't stop trying.
With a loud bang he kicked the door in, breaking it off its hinges, and the people who had hidden in the store before me scrambled into the backroom while Alex moaned. He valiantly tried to get to his feet, but he must have hit his head pretty hard.
The alien's eyes met mine, and a tremble moved through me.
He effortlessly flung Alex against a shelf, but neither the alien nor I paid poor Alex any attention, as the alien's glowing red eyes began to devour me. Another tremble moved through me, and I backed up until my butt hit the table behind me.
Soaps tumbled down to the ground but were paid as little mind as poor Alex, who moaned on the floor.
No, I thought,nonono, as the alien flashed his fangs.
But my denial wasn't born from fear any longer as his hand snaked around my waist, pulling me against him, and when his fist yanked my head back by my hair, I felt a rush of moisture wetting my pussy.
My stomach fluttered, and my nipples pebbled at him roughly handling me. A hiss of pleasure even escaped me.
How fucked up was I?
All my life, well, half my life, I had chased the elusive sensation of sexual pleasure. Nothing would give it to me, neither my hands nor somebody else's. No aphrodisiac, no amount of hormones or pills could get me stimulated.
I wished I had been closer with my mother to discuss this with her, or had had some friends, but as it was, there was only my therapist, who told me to simply wait and relax, that the more I fixated on it the harder it would be to achieve, but I couldn't. For years, I tried to get my frigid body to respond to something, anything, without success.
And now, here, my fucking body responded? To an alien? A vampire? Manhandling me?
Somewhere in the back of my mind, I was aware that my body hadn't reacted like this to the first alien who attacked me, but that was only a faint thought.
My fists pummeling him did nothing. They were just as useless as they had been against the other alien.
When his teeth neared my neck and a pulse of pure anticipation rushed through me, my anger at my traitorous body exploded. My searching hands found the hilt of a knife, and even though bullets didn't seem to have an effect on him, I had seen how warily he had approached the other alien when he had pulled the knife.
I didn't know if it was the same blade or a different one and didn't stop to find out. My anger rose as I brought the knife down into his flesh. It sunk deep with a sound so sickening, bile rose up my throat.
After a short wrestle, he pointed the knife at my sternum and again, instead of fear, all I felt was arousal. My breathing became harder the closer the knife got to my blouse. Instinctively, I knew he wasn't going to hurt me but cut my blouse and that image aroused me even more.
Some rational thought inside me remained and advised me to let go of the knife before I ended up begging him to cut all my clothes off and take me right there on the table in the middle of this damn soap store with a semi-conscious Alex and God only knew how many other people in the backroom watching on.
The knife landed on the floor with a ping, and with a small chuckle, the alien pulled my hair back again. My neck tingled at the idea of his fangs burying themselves deep into my flesh, and my clit throbbed in anticipation of his cock doing the same to my pussy.
Instead, he angled my head to face him and what I saw in the depth of his red eyes took my breath away. I saw myself, and yet it wasn't me. With a groan his lips crashed against mine, and I couldn't keep my own moan in when I felt the strong beat of his heart underneath my palms that were pressed against his chest.
For a second, I was perplexed, because I could have sworn I hadn't felt a heartbeat before, neither from him, nor from the other alien who had attacked me, but I must have been wrong, because it clearly beat strongly.
A deep moan of longing for more escaped me before I opened my mouth to receive my first kiss that actually did something for me.
It was him who broke the kiss, whose red eyes stared at me in wonderment. "Who are you?" he asked. Again speaking in a language I had never thought I would hear from anyone other than my tutors.
"Fay," I managed.
"Fay," he repeated, and a small smile tugged at the corners of his lips. He pushed a little away from me to regard me better. A small wince crossed his features, and with a searing jolt, I remembered stabbing him.
