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He lifts his head and sniffs the air as I reach for the trap. I stop dead, my heart suddenly racing, expecting to see another orange scaled creature come running from behind a tree. “Is it another one of the two-headed creatures?”
His brow pulls together, and I swear his eyes go from black to a dark blood-red onyx colour. “No. I scent...pheromones.” His eyes run over me again. “Are you in heat?”
I snatch the trap and back away, wishing the ground would swallow me up and hoping the distance between us will cover the way my cheeks have just erupted. I can literally feel mini volcanos underneath each one. “No... Earth women don’t...come intoheat.”
“I can scent your arousal.”
“Uh-oh. It’s not mine. There’s nothing around here to get me aroused.” Yeah, like who am I trying to kid? I can’t even remember the number of objects I went through on the spaceship coming here trying to find something with the right shape and texture to keep my sexual desire under control.
He runs a hand down over his face. “It must be because I’m injured. I’m not functioning at my best.”
I nod, agreeing with him, as if I know his species as well as I do canines, a woman’s best friend. “Yes, that injury does look pretty nasty.”
His hand lifts to his shoulder and taps carefully at the wound. “It is, but I won’t be able to heal unless I eat.” He points to the trap in my hand. “All you have to do, is set that trap down, close to a tree. Make sure it's not too close to us though, he points, and I follow his finger, at least three trees out. I have enough to make one more trap and it should be finished by the time you get back.”
I nod. “Okay. I’ll go and find somewhere to set it down.” As soon as I’m out of sight, I do my best to smell myself. I can’t smell anything different about myself, but then again, I’m just human. I just need to get my mind out of the gutter, especially whilst I'm with a weird-looking alien who may or may not want to eat me. I’ve achieved my objective, I'm here on Planet Vysaria. As soon as I can get to civilisation after meeting up with the five other women who came here as the guinea pigs for the intergalactic mating scheme between Earth and Vysaria, I’m sure I’ll be received with open arms. Then, I’ll have my choice of men. I can take my time choosing a husband and have my dreams desire.
After setting the trap down, I wander back to Phalon daydreaming about the thousands of handsome Vysarian men I’ll soon be meeting. I’ll be like a kid in a candy shop. I watch Phalon working on the trap as I approach him. His musclesflex in his arms, and his fangs hold onto his bottom lip in concentration. He is a wonder to behold—even if he is a cannibal alien.
“Felicity.” The way the C in my name rolls off his tongue makes something flutter in my stomach and the flutter continues down in between my legs. I halt, not wanting to go any closer, fearing he’ll smell whatever has been disrupted in the apex down there.
“Yes?”
He lifts the new trap. “It’s finished.” He holds the trap up for me. I don’t move. I’m still waiting for the tickle in my pussy to stop. His nostrils flare. My heart picks up speed. I’m busted. “Are you certain you aren’t releasing pheromones?”
I march forward and snatch the trap out of his hand, immediately turning away from him to head for another tree in the opposite direction, answering him without even looking back over my shoulder. “Yes. I’m certain. Do you think I don’t know my own body?”
My cheeks are flaming. What the hell is wrong with me? Men are rare. Only a small percentage of women ever get the opportunity to marry one. But my obsession to have my own was becoming an addiction back on Earth.
I knew I was different from all my sisters and friends. When they used to talk about career prospects and what they would be buying with their next wages, I’d zone out, thinking about the pictures that had taken me weeks to find on the dark net of sexy soldiers. Or of men in suits. Men in crowds. Men modelling clothes from generations ago. In fact, any photos of men I could find, because they were all banned. Why am I the one with the strong desire to obtain the unobtainable?
When I return to Phalon this time, he is up on his feet and walking slowly over to the hollow of the tree. I walk up to the side of him keeping a gap between us longer than his arm’slength. He glances sideways at me, and I notice his eyes are drooping. “I must rest Felicity. You should too, but will you wake me when the traps are activated?”
I nod. “Yes.”
He is barely able to climb into the hollow of the tree. I want to help him, but I hesitate. I still have reservations. His actions could all be pretence in a bid to lull me into a false sense of security. As soon as I let my guard down, he could grab me. Then he’d have no need for what was in the traps.
Once he is settled into the hollow, he pats a place next to him. “Come. You must rest too and hide, otherwise the creatures of the forest won’t come out.”
I point to the branch above. “I’ll rest there.”
Phalon sighs. “You still don’t trust me, do you?”
I shake my head. “It’s understandable.” He closes his eyes. “Fine. I’ll just have to earn your trust.”
I don’t answer him because a moment later, he’s snoring softly. A noise in the forest behind me makes me jump, and I turn around and scan the trees, my heart rate elevated. It sounds out again. I realise I never asked Phalon if the creature who attacked us hunts in pairs.
Feeling too exposed, I weigh up my options. I can either sleep on the branch of a tree with no weapon or any way of protecting myself, or I can sleep with a cannibal who almost killed me, but then saved me at the last moment, who apparently only eats males.
The same noise sounds out again, and I quickly climb into the hollow of the tree alongside Phalon and try not to think about how soft his pewter coloured skin is against mine.
Phalon
Something is tickling my ear. My eyes refuse to open at first, but when they do, I gaze upon the face of a female. I quickly blink away my grogginess as the memories of yesterday flick through my mind.
Felicity!
My gut pinches when I remember how close I’d come to snuffing out her life. If I had, I would have been no better than the clan members I chose to turn my back on. In fact, I would have been worse, because I would have been the first to kill a female.
