Harden My Heart (Club Release 3) Science Fiction Abduction Romance (7 page)

CHAPTER

8

~ Kinsey Lea ~

♥

“Yes, I figured you out.” I shake my finger at the washer. “You gave me trouble yesterday, but today you are mine.”

Excitement races through my veins. I’m starting to get the hang of things and it feels good. Real good.

Speaking of real good. Din Tairin has been awesome. He’s so patient. But he’s also busy. The past flashes before my eyes. A shiver snakes down my spine. I know better than to become too much of a burden.

Movement catches my eye. I look through the laundry room door. It leads into the kitchen. My hearts picks up its pace when I see my alien.

Adrenaline from figuring out the strange washer is still coursing through me. I rush toward him and wrap my arms around his lean waist.

Loving his scent, I bury my face in his chest and inhale deeply.

My stomach does a little flip. Something is wrong.

I take another breath and process his new scent. Something is definitely wrong.

Slowly, I look up. He’s smiling down at me. He looks like Din Tairin, but his eyes are only filled with humor—no sexual hunger.

My alien’s eyes always devour me. They make me long for him to take me. Use me.

I don’t see that in his eyes now. Either I’m losing my sexual appeal or something is terribly wrong. I take another whiff of him and then drop my arms from around his strong waist.

As I take a step back, my shoulder is touched. I almost jump out of my skin. “Flipping fuck.”

A tsking sound comes from behind me. My stomach sours as I remember that my alien has a twin. I slowly turn around and see Din Tairin. His gaze devours me. I just hugged the wrong brother. Backflipping fuck.

“I see you still have your seema and that she is accepting her place well,” Din Zairin says.

His words are like a spear piercing my heart. They hurt but they also remind me of my place. I’m nothing but a servant to them. One who will someday be forgotten. The excitement from early sours and turns into heartache. I was a fool for believing I could ever be more than a servant. When am I going to learn?

Tsking comes from my warrior. “Yes, I still have her. Thanks for the show of support.” Din Tairin’s gaze runs over me and then returns to his twin’s. “She is doing well. I enjoy having her around.”

Hope dances through my chest. Maybe I do mean something more to him.

They head toward his office. I watch Din Tairin’s tight ass as he walks away. I never get tired of watching him. The lust in his eyes means he wants me too. I have to remember that. He
is
attracted to me.

Din Tairin stops and turns to me. “Bring us some stros to my office, seema.”

My heart sinks as he turns around and starts talking to his twin.

I’m never going to fit in anywhere.

As I watch the twins disappear around a corner, my foolish heart longs for a family of my own. A good family, that is.

~ Din Tairin ~

A rash of thefts have kept me busy trying to tie them to a person or small group. Something is going on. I just wish I could figure it out.

The worst part of this happening now is that I haven’t been able to devote as much time to Kinsey Lea as I’d like.

I know she’s had good and bad moments. I don’t believe her past has been good at all. I’d like her future to be much better.

From the way she looks outside so longingly, I know I have to take her outside. I find her in the kitchen drinking some stros. I get a glass and drink it down.

My gaze captures hers. “Would you like to go outside?”

Her brown and green flecked eyes brighten. “Yes. Will you add my handprint to the security system so I can go outside regularly?”

“Soon,” I promise as I lead her through the glass doors. Her sweet happy scent surrounds me and makes my vents flare. My heart beats a little faster. The need to take her is getting stronger and stronger. My fangs itch to sink into her soft flesh. I can’t wait to hear her cry out as I make her come.

My cock hardens. I shift it to a more comfortable position in my pants. The sight of her rounded butt through her shear uniform is testing my control. I smile when I think of her shocked look when she saw the wisp of material that makes her uniform.

One growl from me and she put it on. She is a good seema. One that takes a lot of effort to forget while I work. Her ability to distract me is strange but I’m sure it’s only temporary.

I watch from the patio as she walks around enjoying her journey outside. Her happiness is infectious. Kinsey Lea is truly a good addition to my home. I see why Zar is happy to have Hallie and why Ryk is so happy with Skyla. Human females are intriguing.

The sound of wings fluttering has me looking toward the sky. I watch as a camleon flies toward my little human. Kinsey Lea laughs when the bird lands on her shoulder.

“What kind of bird is this? I love its bushy unibrow and the tuffs of hair that stick out on both sides of its head.” A second bird lands on her head causing her to laugh out loud.

The sweet sound causes something in my chest to shift and turn. I walk over to her and am surprised when the birds stay on her and even chatter a bit.

“They are camleons. They usually only rest on things that are green or blue because their feathers will change to match a green or blue item, like a plant.”

She holds her arm out and the bird on her head flies over to her hand and lands on it. “So they can camouflage themselves against green or blue. That’s amazing. I love how expressive their big green eyes are.”

I immediately think about how expressive Kinsey Lea’s eyes are. I can see how eyes are appealing. Lust powers through me as I watch her talk to the birds. She seems to be in her element with them.

Come to think of it, I’ve never seen camleons take so quickly to a person of any species. My seema truly is special.

I watch her interact with the chirping birds for a long while. Her happy scent is filling the backyard. I want to keep her this happy. I’m going to buy her some birdhouses that are made for camleons.

The birds are flying all around her. I enjoy watching them land on her, talk to her, and then fly off. She is unique. The longer I watch her explore the plants and interact with the birds, the more I want her.

When the need to touch her gets too strong, I call her over to me. When she gets close, I sit on a lounge chair and pull her down on top of me.

Her lush body stiffens for a moment. "I'm too heavy to lie on top of you."

"Not at all. You feel good on me." I glide my hands over her body until she starts to relax against me. I love the feel of her in my arms. Her scent is intoxicating.

Needing to find out more about her, I say, "Tell me about your family and friends on Earth." Once again her muscles stiffen. I give her a gentle squeeze. Her muscles soften.

"There's not a lot to tell. We moved from place to place and when I turned sixteen my parents left me and my sister, Sonya, to find their own way."

My hands tighten. When she squirms I force myself to relax. What kind of parents did she have?

Maybe I'm being judgmental. "Did they have a good reason for leaving you and your sister behind?"

Her hair glides over my arm as she shakes her head. "They just didn't want to be responsible for us anymore. It's not a big deal. We did okay."

I inhale her scent and know she's lying. "What did you and your sister do? Where did you live?"

She gives a little shrug. "We went to the nearest town. Sonya found a boyfriend and we moved in with him."

My heart aches for her. She is acting indifferent but I know her family hurt her. "Were you still living with them when you were taken?"

"No, she left with him two years later."

I barely stop myself from stiffening up. "Did you choose to stay in the village?"

"No, she just up and left me. But it's okay, Milo let me stay with him."

I inhale and don't like the scent of her anger, sadness, hurt, and insecurity. I'm starting to have my own anger issues. I force myself to calm down. My little seema has been abused by the ones that were supposed to love her.

"Who is Milo?” Did he abused her as well?

"He was my boyfriend for a while. He was nice. He even let my aunt, Becky, come and stay with us. She left with a man four months later but while she was with us she taught me how to cook. Oh, speaking of cooking, I found a new recipe on the vidcam that I'd like to try. You don't mind me trying new things, do you?"

I take a deep breath to control my anger. Even her aunt left her. Her family is ignorant. Couldn't they see how special she is? Even small brained birds can see it.

"You can try any recipes you would like, little seema." I breathe in her scent. This time I smell relief and happiness. I don't blame her for not wanting to talk about a family like hers.

"Thank you. I enjoy cooking and want to get better at cooking the foods on Zaphin."

Kinsey Lea runs her hand up and down my arm. I don't know if she's trying to soothe me or herself.

She glances up at me. "Are your parents still alive?"

"Yes, they live half a day away. They are tech wizards who scan the galaxy networks for the latest technology."

Her touch is heating me up. It’s gentle and arousing. I doubt she even knows what she’s doing to me.

"Were your parents good to you when you were growing up?" she asks.

"Yes, you will most likely meet them one day. But now it's time to continue your training." I shift her until she is straddling me. The feel of her legs spread over mine is zyfing good. Something I could easily get addicted to.

Her sheer uniform allows me to feel every curve of her body. Her intoxicating scent has me sniffing her neck. Delicious. My cock swells and presses painfully against my pants. I don't let it stop me from touching her.

I kiss the soft skin of her neck. My hands roam down her back and then grip her rounded butt. She moans as I massage her flesh. The little sounds she's making are driving me crazy. It takes all I have to stop myself from ripping my pants open and plunging deeply into her yielding body.

I rake my fangs gently across her shoulder. The urge to bite her is strong but she's not ready for that. I press her against my erection and rocked my hips until her moans fill the air.

The scent of her arousal drifts around us. I happily fill my lungs with the erotic scent. As she grinds against me, my blood heats to an almost unbearable level.

She is getting closer to being ready to be taken every day.

CHAPTER

9

~ Kinsey Lea ~

♥

My muscles tighten under his touch.

The feel of his rough hands massaging my breasts and then rolling my nipples is causing the tension in my belly to build. I’m starting to lose control. I need him to fuck me.

Take me hard. My breath is coming out in harsh blasts. I rake my teeth over his shoulder. He moans and his cock pulses. I reach out and grip his hard flesh. The smooth yet firm flesh is amazing. I love the way he feels in my hand. So powerful and hungry.

I moan and spread my legs wider. “Please.”

My legs shift and the sound of rustling sheets followed by the chirping of birds jerks me into full consciousness.

I sit up and look around. “Flipping fuck.”

He’s gone. As usual. I’m starting to hate the way he heats me up and then cuddles with me until I fall asleep. Dreaming of him is something I do every night.

I want to wake up with him next to me. I slam my fist onto the bed. The sheet jumps. I want to jump him damn it. My clit is hurting from need. That bastard needs to take me. He should be ashamed of himself for bringing me to the edge of climax every night and then backing off.

Does he want me at all?

I drop back onto the bed and groan when I smell his scent. That fucker.

I don’t care how cute he is, he needs to finish what he starts. Did his smart parents teach him nothing? I’d love to have a talk with them.

Digging my palms into my eyes, I groan again. “What are you doing to me?” This can’t be healthy.

The sound of his masculine voice just reaches into my room. I look over at the open door and silently beg him to appear. If he would, I’d spread my legs and beg him to take me.

I hear his voice again. The sound calls to me. He must be on another conference call. His boss keeps him working all the time. From the sound of his frustrated voice I think something strange must be going on at his job. I’ve heard them planning and discussing some criminals on more than one occasion.

The need to see him has me getting out of bed and heading down the corridor. Din Tairin has become such an addiction that I don’t even care if I have the worst bedhead in the galaxy.

I follow his voice to the kitchen. My heart pounds at the mere thought of seeing him. I step out of the corridor and see more than him. A squeak erupts from me when I realize that he’s not on a conference call. He’s talking to his twin.

I whirl around and take off running toward my room. I hear a chuckle and move a bit faster.

Note to self, never leave my room looking so terrible ever again.

Using the bathroom, I quickly straighten up and then get dressed in my sheer uniform. I tug the end down a few times and then give up. Din Zairin has seen me already.

“This type of clothing is normal to them.” I take a last look in the mirror and then head toward the kitchen again.

Standing close to the wall, I watch them for a bit before getting closer. They are standing at the counter with empty glasses nearby. They are shirtless. The sight of their rippling muscles has me gaping in awe.

Din Tairin shifts and I see the family mark on his broad chest. My heart aches for a family of my own. A good one like his. I look closer at the mark on his chest. The sight of a body dodging the dotted line of a weapon makes me think of how well he does dodge. The sign must be a true reflection of his family’s talent.

He looks at me and smiles. The sight of his dimples makes my heart melt. Maybe I can be a part of his family. Maybe here on Zaphin my luck is different. Zaphinians might not be put off by me the way humans are.

Din Zairin looks over and deeply into my eyes before turning back to his brother. The twins start heading out of the kitchen. I hear Din Zairin say something about prelling thieves but I don't catch the rest of what he says.

My heart aches when Din Tairin turns with a frown on his handsome face. He says something to his brother and then his gold and purple gaze lands on me. My heart races. He is so powerful and perfect.

"Bring us some stros, seema. We'll be in the backyard practicing. I want you to keep our glasses full." With that he turns and heads toward the back door.

I blink away the tears that threaten to fall. With sadness weighing me down, I do as ordered. I'm nothing more than a servant to him. One tear escapes. I wipe it away and force myself to be the servant he wants me to be.

Him giving me a place to stay and food to eat should be enough.

But it's not.

I let out a snort and then head to the backyard. I need to remember my place. I wasn't anybody worth loving on Earth and it looks like I'm in the same sinking boat here on Zaphin.

It has to be my fault. I do something that turns people away. I'm lucky he lets me stay here.

The sound of metal rings through the air as I walk outside and set their drinks on the table. I look over at the twins. They are magnificent. I can't take my eyes off of them. I sink down into a chair and watch them.

The sunbeams seem to glow on their rippling muscles as they fight. The sound of their swords is almost musical. Their muscles bunch and flex as they quickly and skillfully fight one another.

The way they talk to each other makes me long for a family like theirs. I shouldn’t dream of such things, but I do. I want what they have. A loving family bond.

Laughter bursts from Din Zairin when he barely dodges the swing of Din Tairin’s sword. The twins are magnificent to watch so smooth and flowing, powerful and strong.

My heart races when Din Tairin comes over and starts gulping his stros. Sweat glistens his skin. Din Zairin follows closely behind and begins drinking his stros. It’s no mystery why they are so thirsty. They are true warriors in training. I’m lucky to get to watch them.

Din Tairin gives me a smile. Happiness leaps around my heart. I can’t stop the emotion no matter if it’s foolish or not.

“Thank you, seema," Din Tairin says. I love how husky and masculine his voice is.

The sight of his dimples has my clit pulsing and my heart pounding. He has so much power over me. The power to make me forget my place. He makes me forget that I'm nothing more than a servant he’ll one day forget. A blurred part of his youthful past.

"You're welcome. Anything you need." Heat floods my cheeks. Why did I say that? I sound like a lovestruck fool.

Din Zairin finishes his drink and sets his glass on the table. As I pick up their glasses, I hear Din Zairin say, "I'm so glad you're coming in to work tomorrow. With the new criminal activity, it’ll be good to have you back."

Back to work? No, that can’t be. What am I going to do? If he starts leaving the house he could come across a better woman. One who is loved by everyone. One who knows what to say and how to act at all times. One who is naturally adored. One that is the opposite of me.

Tears well in my eyes and a lump forms in my throat. What am I going to do? Here at the house I had him to myself. Out in the real world I'm pretty easily replaceable. He really didn't want me to begin with. He wasn't on that planet to pick up a servant.

The lump in my throat grows larger. Flipping fuck, what am I going to do? I stiffen my spine as the brothers continue talking. Gripping their glasses tightly, I head into the house. I almost make it to the kitchen counter before a tear slips down my cheek. I quickly wipe it away.

I will never let Din Tairin see me cry.