Nicolas: Love me Harder - Alien Paranormal Romance (12 page)

“You’re beautiful.”

Nicolas stood behind her in the mirror. His voice was deep and sensuous as he complimented her. She felt her nipples tingle and a small throb hit her pussy. The smile hovering over her lips broke out in earnest.

She was going out to a restaurant. It was the date she always wanted. It was the senior prom and every other function she’d missed, watching television and pretending not to care, all rolled up into one. Nothing could stop tonight from coming. Tonight, this night, she would live her dream.

“You’re handsome.” She turned and placed her palm on his chest. He was more than handsome. He was sexy. His tall slender frame was encased in a black suit that had to be tailored to fit him. The tie he wore matched her dress perfectly. His navy blue eyes were filled with warmth and lust. He looked like he could eat her alive. His blue back hair was slicked back off of his face and curling just a little at the ends. His decadent lips held a smile that enchanted her. She wanted to trace his straight nose with her finger tips before her lips found his in a kiss.

“As much as I would love to kiss those adorable lips, we’d better leave or we’ll miss dinner.”

Janis flushed and followed him out of the room. Nicolas took one of Aran’s vehicles, telling her Aran would never miss it. It was low and sleek to the ground. It seems both of them had a thing for muscle cars.

Janis reached out and turned on the radio.

“I thought you didn’t like to listen to the radio,” Nicolas said with a smile.

She blushed. “Normally I don’t, but I think it will be ok tonight.”

Some station, playing what she assumed was the latest hits, came on. The first song talked about finding someone to love. Instead of flinching with pain, she looked at Nicolas through half closed eyelids. What if I could love him?

The thought captivated her. Images of him touching her, caressing her, came back to her mind. The feel of his thick flexible tongue inside of her, driving her crazy, was making it impossible for her to sit still. Her nipples were so hard she wanted to rub them to get some relief.

Another song came on. It was slow and sweet. Her eyes closed as the image of him rubbing his body against her assaulted her, taking away her breath. What would it feel like to have him inside of her? She tried to swallow to get that dry lump out of her throat.

“Janis?”

His voice brought her out of her fantasy. She shook and decided to ignore her thoughts and the wet panties she was now sporting.

“Did I miss something?”

He smiled at her. “No. I was just telling you we were here.”

Here was a deserted stretch of Mount Washington with one building on it. There were words written on it in beautiful penmanship, but the color was so dark, it was barely readable.

She flashed a frown at Nicolas. How did he make money with a place like this?

She turned back to the building and the sign was blazing bright. It read Dante’s. The dark building was now lit and beautiful looking. Huge glass windows that showed a welcome view of the inside were easy to see.

She stared at Nicolas with questions in her eyes.

“Dante and his brothers don’t welcome everyone. Only a special clientele is allowed to see the true establishment or step foot into it. The rest are encouraged to walk quickly by and forget anything they may have seen.”

“I’d ask you how they are able to do this, but I honestly think I’ve had enough truth or dare for one day.”

Nicolas got out the car and came around to open the door for her.

“Shall we go in?” He reached his hand out and helped her out of the car.

She stared at her small hand in his for a minute. With everything that happened to her recently, she’d almost lost track of the most important item. Nicolas’s touch didn’t bring her pain.

They walked into Dante’s hand in hand.

Chapter Fifteen

The inside was warmly lit, with small two or four seat tables. Each had a beautiful center piece on it. It felt like walking into love. That was the only way Janis could describe it. That description bothered her, because she didn’t really know what love was, but from now on she would compare every emotion to what she was feeling at this moment. When she felt this way again, she’d know it was love.

She shook those thoughts off before she became so caught up in her imagination she missed the moment.

“Welcome.” The male who greeted them wasn’t Dante.

He stood as tall as Dante with long brown hair that made her think of the most expensive fur one could purchase. His eyes were sky blue, so blue that for a moment she almost fell into them.

“I’m Mick, Dante’s brother.”

“Mick.” Nicolas greeted him warmly. “This is Janis.” The emphasis put on her name and the possessive hand on her hip conveyed more than she was ready to accept.

She would’ve balked or even made a mini scene if her inner wanton female wasn’t preening over that possessive movement. She gave a female eye role and tried not to let on her timid side was feeling the same exact way.

“Let me show you to a table.” He escorted them over to a table for two.

She looked around, noting they were the only couple seated at a table for two. Nicolas’s brothers and their mates were all seated at either three or four person tables.

She smiled when he pulled the chair out for her and pushed it in gently after she sat.

“You picked up a lot of old world charm when you came to earth.”

“You might say that. I actually lived here when old world charm was still the rage.”

She laughed, charmingly she hoped, and decided to let that comment go unchallenged. Really, how much more could she take?

Dante came out and welcomed them.

“We, my brothers and I, have prepared special dishes for everyone. I hope you enjoy them.” Dante looked around the room and then disappeared into the back.

“He seems so different from the rest of you.” Janis blushed, resisting the urge to clap her hand over her mouth.

In the past, she never had to worry about watching what came out of her mouth, because she’d always been alone.

“I meant no insult.”

“None was taken. Dante and his brothers are different from me and my brothers. Like different families on earth. He and his family had a different DNA makeup of males. We believe the Created are all a product of the same female DNA, but there are many Created we have never met, so that may not be a valid theory.”

She nodded her head. “Why are we sitting by ourselves?”

“They are giving me time to charm you. If it makes you uncomfortable, we can sit with the others.”

“You’re ok with it?” She hated the hesitancy she heard in her voice.

“I’m ok wherever we are. That includes sitting at an intimate table with you in one of the most exclusive restaurants in the world or being in a room, just you and me. We could be in a subway with you curled on my lap. As long as you’re there, I’m ok.”

Waiter, check please, I have an alien male to take home and ravish. She tried to control the smile that came at his words and failed miserably.

“Tell me a little about yourself.”

She took a deep breath. What could she say about herself? “Honestly, I don’t think there’s a lot to tell. My mom said I cried a lot as a baby. It could be that no one understood my medical condition back then. I spent so much time crying, that I didn’t talk until I was three. Then, it was only to communicate my pain.”

She shrugged and gave him a shaky smile, trying to say without words that it was no big deal.

“My mom finally found gloves to wear that would protect me from the heat of her hands. I was in school by that time. My mom wanted me in regular schools and the doctors practically insisted on it. She did what she thought was best, making me integrate with the other kids. If my illness had been different, it might have worked. Instead, I was mocked and ridiculed and became the butt of mean jokes. I was the one people took their anger and frustration out on, because I couldn’t fight back.”

She gave another shrug. The past was the past. “I always wished my illness came with cool super hero powers. No such luck. What about you? What was your life like?”

“Orders for as long as I can remember. When we were young, there was someone who came in and watched us. We were fed as children and told not to cry. We went to bed at a certain time and woke early in the morning. We went to school and played, but it was more like your military training. It consisted of physical exercises like drills, and races to drain us of our endless energy. At the time they were fun. We simply assumed all children born or created were treated that way. It wasn’t until our first trip that we realized this wasn’t the case.”

The easy smile he’d worn earlier was gone. The eyes that were filled with lust were now filled with pain. It was the kind of pain that made her want to send the perpetrator to the deepest pits of hell. If she could have protected a young Nicolas, she would have without a thought. No one should hurt like that.

“We lived in a very secluded area. There was nobody around us, except for the wild animals. Even the other Created weren’t close enough for us to know about. The Scientists never wanted the different groups to mingle. Some groups were raised deep underground, while others were raised in stations that orbited our world. My brothers and I were one of the few groups that lived on the surface. One day, they took us into the city. They wanted us to understand what we would grow up to protect.”

Nicolas halted as they were approached by a male Janis had yet to meet. He had several plates with him, as well as flutes of some amber colored liquid.

“Janis, this is Raphael. Raphael, this is Janis.”

“Nice to meet you.” She gave him a sincere smile.

“It’s nice to meet you.” He made quick work of setting appetizers and drinks in front of them.

“Raphael is one of Dante’s brothers,” Nicolas explained to Janis. “Where is everyone else?”

“They send their apologies. They couldn’t be here today, but are looking forward to getting together with the family.”

Nicolas nodded his head. “I look forward to seeing them again.”

Raphael executed a small bow and quietly walked away.

“At times I think I’m living a dream. Then I think of my life and I know everything is real. To be surrounded by aliens seems so surreal, but not as surreal as winning the lucky baby prize of being a test subject. Sorry, my head is still spinning a little.”

“You don’t get to say what will be done with you when you’re small and can’t speak or defend yourself. When you grow up, then you get to have a hand in your life. That’s when you make it matter.”

“What did you do to make your life matter?”

“When we went into the city; we were exposed to children our age, both males and females. Before that, we only knew of one female. She was our mother and came to us in dreams. To see that our world was full of them, amazed us. To be told we would never have a mate or be allowed to associate with the females, shamed us. I know I felt less than I was. We saw males strolling with their females and their children. Then they told us that was a dream the Created should never desire. I made up my mind that one day I would have what those males had, but I would cherish it and never take it for granted.”

Nicolas looked her in the eyes and she knew what he spoke was the truth. She wished she could give him what he wanted. She picked up her fork and stabbed a piece of her food, placing it in her mouth without looking down.

“Oh, that’s good.” She looked down to see a foreign meal sitting before her. “What is this?”

She hoped it wasn’t something disgusting because she was already eating with gusto.

“It’s what we would call a salad. Different lettuces and vegetables that can be found on my world are in there.”

“Do they grow them here?”

“The ones that will grow. Not everything we ate back home can be grown here.”

“Our world really is one huge melting pot. We’ve brought locally grown food from one place to another all around the Earth. We’ve also done that with insects and other animals. Where they were controlled in one part of the world, they thrived in another because they had no natural enemies. So I’m not surprised some of your alien vegetables survived and thrived on our world. In fact…” She ate the rest of her salad. “I’m happy.”

She sat stunned for a moment. She was happy and it had nothing to do with the alien vegetables she just consumed. She sat side by side with both aliens and humans and she was accepted. Stupid words, blank stares, and strange comments. All were accepted.

She looked up at Nicolas; he’d given this to her. This was the Christmas present she never dared to hope for. She gave him a watery smile and shoved her mouth full of the delicious main course Raphael delivered.

Dee walked over after the dinner plates were cleared from the table and everyone was caught up in idle chitchat. She pulled up a chair and sat down at their table.

“Mall trip tomorrow. What time?” she said in a whispered voice.

“Huh?” Janis stared at her.

“Mall trip. You, me, and Lorali. I’m whispering because Rena can’t go. No sense rubbing her face in it.”

“I know you’re planning something, Dee!” Rena’s voice carried over the room, mostly because everyone stopped talking when she started.

“Rena, you know you can’t come. We’ll come by after and show you everything, I promise.”

“Doll, if you want to go to the mall I’ll take you,” Aran said.

She shook her head. “No. I want to make sure our child is safe. There will be more than enough time for mall trips. Wait till I go and buy clothes for our bundle of joy.” Everyone laughed while Aran groaned.

“We’ll meet you at Nicolas’s tomorrow at eleven.” Dee got up and walked away before she could protest.

They broke up, leaving as quietly as they came.

Dante walked Nicolas and Janis out to the car. He stopped and whispered in her ear before saying goodbye.

Chapter Sixteen

They drove home in a companionable silence. The radio played as she snuggled into the seat, making the car feel like a temporary haven. The words Dante whispered in her ear tried to take over, but she relegated them to the side lines. There would be enough time to dwell on them tomorrow.