Thrust into the Alien's Arms (Lords of Astria) by Juno Wells Read Free Book Online Page A

to be the mother to an alien child, a wife to an alien lover...
     
    These are their stories.
     
     

Chapter 1
     
    Shawna was trying to concentrate on what her new boss was saying. ‘Fold the shirts, hang the blouses by color.’ But nothing was going in. She couldn’t concentrate because of the feeling she was getting again. She shifted on her feet, willing her mind to ignore it. It was the third time so far today.
     
    It was hard to explain – it was as if there was something inside her, a wriggling feeling in her pants. It was touching her, stroking her, even lightly tickling her. But when she had gone to the bathroom the first two times to check, it was business as usual. Nothing out-of-the-ordinary there, just her regular underwear, just her regular mini-skirt. But this time, if it kept going, she was afraid she might have an orgasm. In the store. In front of her boss. She shifted again, face contorting with both discomfort and pleasure.
     
    “Are you ok, Shawna?” Jennilee asked. “Because it seems like you aren’t actually listening.”

“No, for sure I am!” She hoped she didn’t sound desperate. Without this job, she’d be up shit creek without a paddle. Rent was due soon. “Fold the shirts, hang the blouses by color.”
     
    The irritation showed on Jennilee’s face. “I said that five minutes ago.”
     
    She felt the deep wetness of arousal drench her panties. “I’m sorry, I’m doing my… my… my best!” She wailed the last word, as the feeling thrust up inside her, right against her g-spot, sending her to brink of orgasm. As the waves washed over her, she struggled to say, “I’m so sorry Jennilee, I am not feeling well. I need to get to the bathroom.”

“Go,” said her manager, sighing. This one was going to be trouble, that was for sure .
     
    ***
     
    Shawna leaned against the bathroom sink, looking into her eyes. She shoved  her hand down her pants, feeling around for the foreign object that seemed to be penetrating and rubbing her. She had to be honest with herself, it was the best feeling in the world – and one she would enjoy if she weren’t trying her damnedest to keep her job at the clothing store. It was almost like a prehensile cock, if that were a thing – a tongue mixed with a hard member.
     
    It was then that she heard a sound. But strangely, this sound as well as the feeling seemed to be coming from inside her. It was a voice!
     
    “You’re beautiful,” said the masculine voice, deep and rich with a hint of playfulness. “Don’t be scared, now. I just want to make you happy.”

“Well stop!” she yelled inwardly.
     
    “Doesn’t it feel good?” came the voice again.
     
    “Well, yes,” she had to admit. “Wonderful. But! It’s not appropriate.”
     
    “How can pleasure be inappropriate?”
     
    “When it’s at work! Leave me alone!”
     
    “When can I return?” The voice asked, a little hurt.
     
    “Not while I am at work,” she whispered, this time out loud. “Do you hear me?”
     
    “Loud and clear,” the deep voice answered.

“Great, now I am hearing voices,” she muttered. “Not only might I lose my job, but I am going crazy!” She rubbed her face, took a deep breath and steeled herself to go back out the door.

Chapter 2
     
    Adax was confused. He had finally found the one he wanted to anoint as his mate on the Earth: a curvaceous, dark-haired beauty - and he had commenced the mating ritual. He had sent his finest pleasuring to the creature, scanning her, determining her erogenous zones, and making sure each of the strongest was stimulated in the ideal manner. From the readings, she had peaked several times due to his pleasuring, which made him very proud. So why was she responding so negatively? He looked at himself in the mirror.
     
    Nearly seven feet tall, Adax was a strappingly handsome humanoid creature, with pale lavender skin. The skin was an adaptation due to the lack of sun on his planet – a development