Damn. Black Speech was sexy.
Oh. My. God. Snap out of it!
“He’s asking for his weapons and armor. He’s also threatening to rip the shark into teeny tiny pieces if he doesn’t comply,” Patty said, eyeing the big alien with a mixture of weariness and glee.
Patty was a bloodthirsty woman. My bestie was better than yours. She was staring at him, though. A hot, oddly territorial flash of anger flooded my mind. I didn’t want Patty seeing his goods. I had to stifle a growl. Never mind that she was watching him shake the shark and not eyeballing his body.
I knew what this was, and it was impossible, andfreaking me the fuck out.
The shark was whistle-gurgling frantically and the Orixas finally dropped him. He turned back into the cargo hold abruptly. I jogged after him as he glided straight to the room with all the crates. The doors didn’t open for him, but he just punctured the metal with his claws and ripped the seamless door right out of the wall.
Damn.
His strength was incredible.
It was also still terrifying. It was good to know I hadn’t completely lost my mind.
He entered the room, started ripping boxes open with his claws and rifling through them with his hand tentacles. His bioluminescence cast eerie shadows on the walls. He let out a weird chitter when he found what he was looking for. He straightened and held something up in his hand. It was a red metal torque.
When he clipped it around his neck, a red liquid that looked a lot like blood spread from the torque, spilling down his body to cover him from neck to toes, and molded to his body. The liquid defied gravity, not a single drop fell from him, only his tails and tentacles remained free. The liquid shivered and then solidified into matte red armor. Like nothing I’d ever seen. It was segmented with a porous fiber at his joints. It looked hard, but thin, and moved with him like silk.
Super advanced alien tech!
Finally!
His armor lit up exactly where his luminous lines and dots were on his body. The overall sight was intimidating as hell. He was already big and scary. Armored up?
War God.
“I always did like a man in uniform,” I said, smiling at him while I ran my eyes all over his sexy new look.
He didn’t acknowledge my comment, just continued to dig into the crate. His arm muscles flexed under the armor. It was like a second metal skin.
I had to press my thighs together against the arousal building in my core.
He was a goddamn alien!
My hormones obviously didn’t care. My resistance to the whole alien sexy time was really wearing thin. I was a weak woman. My hormones were flooding me with the all feel good juice to lower my inhibitions. It was all normal for my species, but that didn’t mean I had to like it.
At least his dick was covered. I couldn’t see even a hint of a bulge in the armor.
He turned to hold his clawed hand out to me. In his palm sat a round metal marble.
When I just stared at it, He grumbled and stepped close to me and picked it up with his tentacle. He pinched my chin gently with his fingers and tilted my head to the side and placed the marble into my ear. The marble was hot and the heat of it expanded to cover my ear. I jerked my head out of his hand and reached for my ear. The metal had filled the inside of my ear completely, but I could still hear normally.
I blinked and looked at him in confusion.
“Do you understand?” He asked in his Mordor language.
The marble was a translator! How cool!
“Yeah, I understand you,” I said, grinning up at him.
He nodded and started towards the door, where we left Patty and the shark. “Come” he said.
Gladly.
I snickered to myself. I was going to hell.
