Aliens Hijacked My Heart (Awakened Womb Book 2), page 8
“Well? What do you think?” I asked.
He propped the infant against his chest and swayed gently. The movements came naturally to him. “It’s... not bad. Or as hard as I imagined.”
As he rocked her back and forth, Jaeyoung pressed his back to my chest. I held him steady. Within seconds, he gained confidence. A smile spread over his face, and he beamed with adoration.
“This isn’t difficult after all,” he said.
“I am glad to hear that.”
His anxiety fizzled away. His shoulders relaxed as he eased more of his weight against my chest. Everything was going well.
And then Dai’zee suddenly barked.
“Whoa,” Jaeyoung said, freezing up. “What’s going on? What does that sound mean? Is she okay? Did I hurt her?”
I chuckled and patted his hair with my tentacle. “Don’t fret. She looks fine, but she might be hungry.”
Jaeyoung sounded frazzled. “You mean Levi didn’t feed her before dropping her off? Ugh, I should’ve known he’d forget.”
“Maybe he did it on purpose so you could gain experience feeding an infant,” I suggested.
He nodded frantically. “Sunlight. Right? She can photosynthesize.”
“Yes, but now that her teeth are coming out, she might prefer solid food. Come. Let’s visit the community garden.”
My words reassured him. He nodded, clutching Dai’zee close, and followed me outside. The infant didn’t squirm, but she growled and clucked and made other curious, impatient sounds. Each new noise terrified Jaeyoung. He stared at her like she might implode.
“You’re sure she’s okay, right?” he asked again. “I’ve never heard a Maeleon make these kinds of sounds.”
I chuckled. “How many infant Maeleons have you met?”
“Well... none.”
“You wished to learn about Eukaria. This is first-hand experience,” I said gently.
He sighed. “You’re right. I know. Sorry. It’s just stressful when it’s someone else’s kid. I want to take care of her perfectly.”
Once again, he was hung up on perfection. I slid my tentacle across his shoulder for comfort. “You are perfect in your imperfection,” I whispered. “Just do your best. Remember, Levi and Zat’tor trust you.”
Jaeyoung blinked at me, eyes flashing. “That’s... very sweet. Thank you, Linn’ar.”
When we arrived at the community garden, there were two familiar faces present. Ske’rar and Ran’nor were picking bright blue succulents from the vine when they noticed us.
“What a surprise to see you two!” Ske’rar said. “And you’ve brought your little one as well. I didn’t realize humans gave birth so quickly.”
Jaeyoung cleared his throat. “Not that quickly. This one isn’t ours.”
Ran’nor nudged their mate. “That’s Dai’zee, remember? Zat’tor and Levi’s offspring.”
“Oh, yes. How could I forget those green human eyes?”
I glanced at Dai’zee’s face. Hopeful excitement swirled in my chest. If Jaeyoung and I had a child, would it have his gorgeous black eyes?
“Excuse my ignorance,” Jaeyoung said, scanning the garden bed. “What do infant Maeleons eat?”
Ske’rar handed him the blue succulent. “Here. Try this.”
Jaeyoung took it, then glanced at me for reassurance. Upon seeing my affirmative expression, he relaxed and brought the succulent into Dai’zee’s reach.
“Here you go,” he said tentatively. “A nice, um... blue vegetable.”
Dai’zee squeaked. She grabbed it with her claws and sank her sharp baby teeth into it, tearing the flesh with ease.
“Is there a pit or seeds or anything inside?” Jaeyoung asked me.
“No, it’s all edible. But good thinking. Just like a parent.”
He blushed and smiled, pleased at my comment.
Dai’zee munched the succulent until it disappeared, then licked the blue juice off her mouth. Jaeyoung watched her adoringly.
“She’s so cute,” he murmured. “I mean, I knew kids were cute from afar, but I’ve never been up close to one for this long. It’s like she brightens up everything around her.”
I was delighted to see him coming around. In the short time he spent with Dai’zee, he lost all his taut, wound-up nerves. He’d grown at ease with her.
I imagined him holding our child, taking care of it with the same painstaking care he took with Dai’zee, and my heart flooded with warmth. I held the fantasy close. Maybe after today, he would change his mind—but even if he never did, simply being with him was good enough.
“The name Dai’zee,” I began. “It is not a common Maeleon name. Do you know what it means?”
After filling our bellies at the community garden, we took a sun-basking break in the Sweetfields. The long stalks gently swayed back and forth like welcoming friends.
Dai’zee grew sleepy after eating and was ready to photosynthesize. She curled up in the grass between us and snoozed.
Jaeyoung nodded. “I was there when Levi gave birth. He wanted Dai’zee’s name to reflect both sides of her culture, human and Maeleon. His mother’s name was Daisy.”
The word sounded familiar, but also distinct from how he pronounced Dai’zee’s name.
“Do you know what a daisy is?” Jaeyoung asked me.
“I do not. Please tell me.”
He gazed at the plant life surrounding us. “It’s a type of flower. Generally, it’s small with white petals and a sunshine-yellow center.”
“That sounds beautiful.”
Jaeyoung smiled wistfully down at Dai’zee. There was a softness in his gaze I hadn’t seen before.
“This really isn’t as bad as I thought,” he mused. “I’m sure it’s not easy, but it seems...”
He trailed off. I listened patiently, watching his face. When he noticed my focus on him, he blushed.
“It seems... doable,” he finished.
A thrill of excitement surged through me. My feelers floated like wisps of cloud on a sunny day.
Did he mean...?
“Hey, you guys!” Paz called suddenly.
He ran towards us on the clear footpath, careful not to knock into any of the large stalks. As he approached, Jaeyoung gestured to the sleeping infant and put a finger to his lips, which I assumed was a human gesture for ‘please be quiet.’
“Oops, sorry,” Paz said in a hushed tone. “Levi told me you were babysitting, and I had to see it with my own eyes.”
Jaeyoung raised a brow. “Is it that hard to believe?”
Paz grinned at the sleeping Dai’zee. “Now that I’m actually witnessing it? Nah, not really. You’re a natural. See, didn’t I say you’d want one of your own? I was right, wasn’t I?”
“No comment.”
Paz’s eyes widened before breaking into muffled laughter. “No way. I called it!”
“I said, no comment. Shouldn’t a diplomat understand a neutral statement when he hears one?”
Paz shrugged. “I don’t know if I count as a diplomat anymore, seeing as I kind of lost my job when Levi crashed the ship and all.”
Jaeyoung snorted. “Tell me about it.”
I chuckled at their interaction. Humans were so amusing.
And I was happy to have one as my filum.
“Linn’ar. Would you still like me if I said something un-doctorlike, and very unprofessional?” Jaeyoung asked once we returned to his den.
“Always,” I promised.
He pursed his lips and clutched Dai’zee closer to his chest. “What if we just kept her and didn’t give her back?”
I trilled with laughter. “Dai’zee’s parents would have an issue with that.”
He sighed, shoulders slumping. “As they should,” he mumbled.
“Does that mean you had a good time watching her?” I asked, although I already knew the answer.
A smile crept over his face. “Yeah. More than I thought I would.” He met my gaze. “And you know what? After my initial panic passed, I wasn’t nervous at all. It was actually kind of... fun,” he added, as if that was a brand-new word in his vocabulary.
I looped my tentacle across his back. “I am happy to see you happy.”
When the knock came at the door, Jaeyoung sighed and rose for the dreaded exchange of the infant. I stood by his side to support him.
Levi opened his mouth to greet his friend, then paused when he saw Jaeyoung sulking. “What’s wrong? Is everything okay?”
“Dai’zee is perfectly fine,” Jaeyoung said listlessly. “She was a pleasure to babysit.”
Levi frowned. “Um, that’s great. But why do you look so upset?”
Zat’tor gave me a knowing look. He suspected the same thing I did—that Jaeyoung was now convinced he needed his own baby.
Jaeyoung took a breath and smoothed his expression. “I’m all right, really. We just had such a good time today, so...”
Understanding dawned on Levi’s face. He broke into a kind grin. “So, you don’t want to hand her over, right?”
Jaeyoung nodded weakly.
“I get it. She’s pretty special,” Levi said, cuddling his child. “But you know, there’s always the option to...” He winked. “You know.”
He left the words we were all thinking unspoken.
After we said our goodnights, the den felt a bit emptier. I took Jaeyoung’s hand and led him to
the bed where I embraced him.
“There, there,” I murmured, stroking his back. “You’ll see Dai’zee again. She’s not far. Just a few dens down.”
Jaeyoung remained silent. He tracked his hand down my forearm then laced his fingers with my own.
“I’ve made my decision,” he said.
My heart flipped as Jaeyoung looked up at me, his eyes blazing with determination.
“I’m ready to go through with the final experiment,” he stated. “Linn’ar... My filum. I want you to impregnate me.”
11 / Jaeyoung
I wasn’t ready before, but I sure as hell was ready now.
Except... there was one last thing missing before we could start.
“Could you do something for me?” I asked.
“Anything,” Linn’ar growled.
I felt my heart racing in my throat. I had to say it. I didn’t want to be ashamed of my desires anymore. I would tell Linn’ar exactly what I wanted.
“That aphrodisiac fruit we ate at the feast,” I said. “Is there any way you could find some?”
Hunger lit up Linn’ar’s face. His magenta eyes seemed to glow with desire. He stood up faster than seemed possible for his bulky size.
“Wait right here,” he ordered in a low, thick voice. It sent a chill down my spine. The way his sweet personality took an edge during sex made me go wild.
It didn’t take him long to return. By the time I clambered out of my onesie and sprawled across the bed, Linn’ar barged back inside with a handful of familiar fruit. It was the same fruit I gorged myself on during the feast... and paid the price for later that night with a long-lasting, embarrassing erection. I wasn’t ready that night to indulge with Linn’ar—but tonight, that was all I wanted.
My pulse quickened as Linn’ar prowled onto the bed beside me. His presence was powerful, imposing, exhilarating. He brought one of the fruits to my lips. I devoured it, not caring that the sweet juices spilled down my chin. Linn’ar leaned closer, parting his mouth, and licked it up with his long tongue. I shivered at the hot intimacy of it.
I knew from experience the effects of the fruit took a while to kick in. I eased back against the soft bed, letting the silky fibers envelop my skin. Linn’ar crawled on top of me. His hulking figure excited me. His body was so much bigger and stronger than mine. Every strange part of his anatomy was beautiful. I wanted intimate knowledge of them all.
“Put your tentacles on me,” I said.
Linn’ar raised the long, fluid appendages and drew them across my chest. I squirmed beneath his touch. The suction-cup pads on the ends of his tentacles were squishy and satin-soft. A shaky breath escaped me as the pads found my sensitive nipples. He toyed with them until I was breathless and sweating.
Maybe it was because I wanted it to happen, but I felt the aphrodisiac effects of the fruit kicking in earlier than last time. My blood rushed hot. My skin was tight and tingly. My head swam, and my thoughts were slurred and thick with lust.
Immediately, the sensation of Linn’ar’s tentacles heightened tenfold. I moaned as he teased my nipples. I arched my spine to be closer to him.
Then he did something that made my eyes snap open. He placed a small suction cup on each one of my nipples and sucked.
An obscene scream ripped from my throat. I thrashed, squealing and whimpering and making vulgar sounds I didn’t know I could make. I couldn’t help it—it felt too fucking good.
The aphrodisiac buzzed in my system, ramping up every sensation. Five minutes into sex and my cock throbbed. Linn’ar hadn’t even fucked me yet. I’d probably lose my goddamn mind when that happened.
A primal growl of pleasure reverberated in Linn’ar’s throat. His maw was split in a toothy grin. I could tell he loved watching me unravel. That filled me with satisfaction. This wasn’t just about me—he was involved, too. We were in this together.
We were each other’s filum.
The emotional weight of it struck me. I raised my trembling arms and wrapped them around Linn’ar’s shoulders the best I could. His scaly-smooth skin was cool to the touch, a welcome reprieve from the arousal burning up my flesh. He growled deeper and lowered his head to nuzzle my cheek.
Suddenly, he hissed.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
He exhaled. The long, hot breath tickled my ear. “You brushed my feelers.”
I grew cognizant of his hyper-sensitive mane. I’d forgotten about it when I threw my arms around him. Then I recalled how good it made him feel back at the orchard.
My heart pounded in my throat. “Like... this?”
Gentle but teasing, I deliberately brushed my hand against the closest feeler.
Linn’ar groaned. The deep sound vibrated in the air, filling the room. I felt it in my bones.
And fuck, did it turn me on harder.
Linn’ar’s feelers lifted off his back. Their motion captivated me. Each feeler wriggled and pulsed with color, and when viewed as a single unit, the entire mane was mesmerizing.
How Maeleons walked around with a giant erogenous zone attached to their skulls, I had no clue. But I was going to take full advantage of it.
I tested it first by stroking the closest feeler like a cock. The result was immediate. Linn’ar’s entire mane flashed bright red. He tensed, shuddered and moaned.
“More,” he demanded.
I liked it when he bossed me around during sex. I squeezed slightly harder and pumped it. The sounds that came out of Linn’ar were indescribable and alien, but clearly ones of satisfaction.
“I will show you what it feels like,” Linn’ar muttered.
At first, I assumed he was going to mutually jerk me off. Then he produced a second ‘free’ feeler and snaked it towards my head. I watched curiously as it came closer and closer... What was he doing with it?
Through the haze of lust, a flash of memory came to me. When Levi gave birth, Zat’tor burrowed his feelers inside him to share the pain.
Then I understood what Linn’ar was doing. He was going to share pleasure.
My heart raced as Linn’ar’s feeler wriggled closer to my collarbone. The second it touched my skin, I shivered.
And then it burrowed into me.
My human brain couldn’t comprehend it. The feeler literally entered my body, but once it was inside, it was no longer a solid object. It seemed to dissipate. But it didn’t hurt or feel invasive. It felt amazing—and that was before he channelled his pleasure.
The feeler quivered. It wriggled like a snake swallowing an egg.
Suddenly, Linn’ar’s arousal swept through me.
I felt everything. It slammed into me like a tidal wave, crashing through my nerves, lighting everything on fire. All I felt was pure ecstasy.
I thrashed on the bed. My throat went dry from moaning and wailing. With my remaining scraps of awareness, I kept my grip on Linn’ar’s other feeler, pumping it like a needy cock.
The feedback loop was extraordinary. Making Linn’ar feel good made me feel good, emotionally and physically. I’d never been so utterly connected to somebody.
Tears pricked my eyes. I wanted to be closer to him.
“Linn’ar,” I said, and my voice cracked. Then words I thought I’d never say slipped out of my mouth. “B... breed me.”
His pupil constricted to a pinprick while his magenta iris expanded. It took up his whole eye, making him look even more deliciously alien.
In a smooth motion, he sat back on his haunches. His feeler slipped out of my grip. I lay there, sweaty and panting and empty-handed as I stared at him. By now, the aphrodisiac seized total control of my body, turning it to horny jelly. The only part of me that had the energy to stand up straight was my cock.
Speaking of...
I watched in amazement as Linn’ar’s cloaca parted. The slimy, firm Maeleon dick slid out, growing inch by inch every second as it finally rose to its full glorious length. I was running on so much lust that it made my mouth water.
Linn’ar wrapped his claws around my ankles and hiked them up. I felt like a rag doll in his grasp. He was so powerful, he could’ve thrown me around the room. Instead he gently parted my legs, exposing my hole. I shuddered as the cool air ghosted across my hot skin.
Linn’ar edged closer so his massive cock was parallel with my small human one. He angled his hips, brushing them together. I sucked in a breath between my teeth.
Fuck, that felt good.
Linn’ar licked his lips like a predator as he stared at my ass. “This is your breeding hole, correct?”
I swallowed. “Y-yes.”
“Have you been bred before?”
“No. Nothing’s ever been... in there. Not a human, or even a toy.”
Linn’ar’s eyes narrowed mischievously. He seemed pleased that he would be the first—and only—to claim me.
