Authors: Aana Celestya
Alien Romance: Snatched By The Alien: Scifi Alien Abduction Romance (Alien Romance, Alien Invasion Romance, BBW) (Celestial Protectors Book 3) (11 page)
“You put something in my head?!” Amelia’s voice was a bit shrill, but she managed to not scream. She didn’t know how the male got across the room so quickly, but when he reached for her, Amelia swatted at his hands. She then attempted to escape the bed on the opposite side.
*
Galtan grabbed the human before she hit the floor, and dragged her body back across the bed silks. He held her down, the weight of his body forcing her deeper into the cushion of the bed. She twisted and snarled beneath him. Galtan sighed as she thrashed – he had hoped Spirit would be easy to handle this morning.
“Settle down
Alahi
– by the suns you’re meaner than a
haltha
in a box.” At his words, the female stopped struggling; when he glanced down at her face, Galtan found her glaring up at him. When she opened her mouth, he knew his comparison was accurate.
“You put some alien science experiment in my head, and then you fail to program it correctly. If you’re going to rape someone’s brain, at least do it correctly. Some so-called
superior
intergalactic translating device shouldn’t be leaving holes.”
Oh yes, quite mean…she might have the haltha beat.
“The translator will fail you on certain words or phrases for one of three reasons. Firstly, as with the word
haltha,
if you have no comparison for the word – it will not translate.
Second, the words might translate, but it is a local saying that means something else and is therefore gibberish to you. Lastly, as with
‘Alahi’
– the translator isn’t programed to recognize the tongues of ancients. I speak several languages that are beyond the translator. Yours is the exact model I have, myself.”
Galtan lifted his body from hers and moved to sit on the edge of the bed. He took a moment to stretch before standing and turning to look at her. He was struck again by her looks – this time, getting to view her charms with his own eyes as opposed to through the lens of a security scanner.
She was still sprawled back on the bed – his bed, as no other room was appointed for overnight stays – and her thrashing had bared her limbs. Galtan took the moment to observe the creamy fleshed curves of her body.
That deep space, black hair tumbled around her – sleep static had crackled the fine strands into a dark halo that framed her face, as the length surrounded her torso on the bed in a mass of spiraling curls. Her luerma blue eyes flashed as they had on the security feed.
Her cheeks were defined, though were gently rounded; Galtan could tell that they would dimple if she smiled. Her nose was small, but refined; the slightly upturned tip highlighted the deep bow of the woman’s upper lip.
Her lips were full – both of them – they were smooth and the color of blood-berry linen left too long beneath the suns. Her neck was long, where it sat between the line of her pointed, stubborn chin and the hollow at the base.
Galtan let his gaze drift lower, knowing the human could tell he was allowing his eyes to feast upon her flesh. Ripe mounds of milky cream sat high on her chest – her breasts tipped with rosy nipples as rich a hue of dusty red as her lips. His eyes wandered across the long plane of her midriff – supple skin stretched over the slightest rounding of her stomach, just above a thatch of dark curls. Though the curls were tight and bound to be riotous, the human was meticulously groomed. That lower hair had been sculpted into a neat wedge that sat centered above her sex, leaving the skin at the creases of her thighs bare. From his position, Galtan could see that the folds of flesh hiding her center were bare of the dark curls as well.
A beautiful face, deliciously curved body, and smooth nicely lined legs – it was little wonder the
collectors
had taken such neat care.
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Table of Contents
Chapter 2: An Otherworldly Admirer
Chapter 4: A Midsummer Night To Remember