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“I never said that, but haven’t my actions spoken volumes? I went up against the only people I know. I went against their united wishes. I made it clear I wasn’t going to eat females.”
“But your morals are still wrong.”
“Why?”
“Are you not listening to me. You are a cannibal. You eat people...and it’s wrong.”
“I can see you are upset by this.”
“I am. I feel very strongly about it.”
“And would it please you if I wasn’t a cannibal?”
Felicity nods. “Yes. It would please me a lot.”
I cup her face in my hands and upturn it to mine. “Then I will stop...for you.” My face lowers and my lips press to hers, sealing my promise.
Chapter 5
Felicity
My immediate reaction when Phalon kisses me is one of shock, and I freeze. All kinds of things run through my head. Firstly, this is my first ever kiss with a male, and it’s with an alien. Secondly, the alien eats people. And thirdly, why is he kissing me?
His lips are just as soft as his fuzzy skin, and for a few seconds, I can’t help but be drawn into it, and I respond. I get caught up in the moment of being in a different galaxy, on a different world, with aman—albeit an alien cannibal man.
I respond to Phalon’s kiss and kiss him back...until common sense finally gives me a kick up the backside and I pull away. His eyes are like blackholes with an invisible magnetic force that have a firm hold of me, pulling me in and not wanting to let go.
“My promise is sealed to you with my first ever kiss.”
My brow shoots up in astonishment. That was Phalon’s first kiss as well? But he was so...masterful.
“As long as that was all it was.” As soon as the words come out of my mouth, I could kick myself because I swear the look on Phalon’s face is one of hurt, and I don’t want to piss him off because I still need to get out of this forest and find the other women. “What I mean to say is, because we barely know each other.”
His head dips to the side and his eyes penetrate mine. “In a world where any moment could be your last, I think sleeping together is a very intimate act between a male and a female, so I disagree with you.” My mouth opens and closes to answer. He has a point. “But if my kiss and intimacy offend you, then from now on, we will be together...but separate. I will act only as avessel. I will honour my word to you for helping me, and I will fly you out of here and take you to where I last saw the other human females. You can look for your friends from the skies. But if we don’t find them within the next couple of days, I will take you to the edge of the nearest Vysarian civilisation, and we will part ways.”
He severs our fledgling friendship just like that, and his words are as brutal as if he were stabbing me in the heart with a dagger. “Okay. Fine by me. It’s blatantly obvious how different we are by your reaction.”
His eyes are no longer welcoming to look into and I cast mine away. His nostrils flare and as I continue to look down, I see tendons in his neck stick out. He’s angry, but so am I. Our intergalactic relations were building nicely, and he had to go and spoil it by kissing me. Yet, deep down, I know that’s not the real reason why I’m pissed. I was really starting tolike him.
He climbs out of the tree hollow in one fluid motion, so slick and smooth, so unlike the sickly starving Badligon he’d been before he ate. The transformation is astounding. He stands before me with his back ramrod straight and I have to catch my breath. I thought he was an impressive sight when I first saw him, but now, he looks like he’s come straight out of the imagination of an infamous fiction writer who has conjured up a powerful alien king to lead an army.
It suddenly feels like I have an alien of my own, because I no longer have control over my pussy. It twitches and pulsates like it’s possessed.
“Come. We must go. The sooner I get you to your friends, the sooner I can carry on with the new circumstances I’ve recently been forced into.”
Does he mean being separated from his clan, or becoming a non-cannibal? I’m desperate to know if he still means to keep his promise.
Before I pick up the courage to ask him, he reaches in the hollow, and grabs hold of my upper arms, lifting me out of the hollow as if I have the body weight of a small infant. His grip on me is firm, but I notice he’s doing his best to keep his claws from digging into me. When my feet touch the ground, he releases my arms, but then sweeps me up into his.
I gasp as he holds me close to his chest. His chin is set hard and as I look up at him, he quickly looks down, catching me off guard. Our eyes meet and the hardness that was there a moment ago has softened slightly, but his look is still as fatal as Medusa’s, and it turns my blood to stone. I’m frozen, I can’t look away. His nostrils flare and he breaks the spell when he looks up at the sky. My stomach clenches, knowing what’s about to happen.
His wings unfurl and spread out to an astonishing width. I gasp aloud. I can’t help but to be impressed by them, when they are about to be used to help me instead of aiding my demise, they take on a whole new appearance.
Phalon bends his knees and jumps into the air, just as he beats his wings for the first time. My stomach does a loop-the-loop as we soar higher and higher. At first, I look down and watch the ground shrink away, but when the tree canopy’s suddenly look like tiny bushes, I have to lift my gaze and look straight ahead.
We fly through wisps of cloud, and it feels as though I’m taking a shower with fine jets of water. In any other circumstances it would be refreshing, but instead I feel vulnerable because now my t-shirt is wet and clinging to me. My nipples are bullet-hard sticking out. Wet skin and cold wind don’t mix.
My head is resting against the centre of his chest and I can hear his powerful heart. It’s rhythmic beat is weirdly comforting, and I close my eyes for a short time and let it calm me, as I try to push away the fear crawling over my skin from knowing we areas high in the sky as a small plane might be while flying back on Earth.
