Page 11 of Rescued by the Alien Hit Man (Villains Do It Better)
CHAPTER 11
MIA
S tepping off the spacecraft, my heart raced as I took in the bustling atmosphere of Alfataken Station’s arrival area. Cikarius stood tall beside me, his violet skin and glowing yellow eyes drawing curious glances from passersby. I clutched my backpack containing the precious samples from Dufair’s luminescent flora and the computer that held incriminating evidence against Ivor. The bag never left my side.
“Security clearance is going to be tough,” I said, my voice wavering. Cikarius squeezed my hand reassuringly, his firm grip a reminder of the countless times he had protected me during our perilous journey.
“Trust me, Mia. We’ll get through this.” His deep voice soothed my nerves, a hint of warmth beneath the usual frosty tone.
We made our way to the customs clearance area, our steps synced, determined. The line moved quickly, and it was our turn to face the station official. He looked us over, his eyes lingering on Cikarius’s imposing figure before scanning our identification and travel documents.
“Your purpose on Dufair?” he asked, his voice monotone.
“Work.” My voice was steady, despite the pounding in my chest. “I’m a botanist.”
Cikarius’s grip tightened. “Her bodyguard.” His gaze locked with the official’s.
The man’s gaze slid to Cikarius, lingering on his violet skin and inhuman eyes. After a long moment, he handed our documents back with a curt nod.
“Welcome home.”
Relief flooded me as we strode into the station, the familiar scents of metal and ozone filling my senses. Cikarius pulled me close against his side, his warmth seeping into me and easing the tension in my muscles.
“See? I told you we’d make it through,” he said as we walked further into the station, his eyes sweeping the area for potential threats.
“Thank you, Cikarius. I couldn’t have done this without you.” I smiled up at him, my heart swelling with gratitude and something deeper—a connection that had grown between us despite the danger that surrounded our every step.
“Anything for you, Mia.” His eyes softened, the ever-present coldness momentarily lifted by the warmth of our shared bond. And as we ventured deeper into Alfataken Station, a shred of hope bloomed in this new, uncertain world we were about to face together.
Suddenly, my communication device vibrated with an incoming message. I glanced at the screen and saw that it was from Caelum, my boss. With a mix of curiosity and apprehension, I opened the message.
Take all the time you need. Your safety and well-being are our top priority. We’ll handle things here while you’re away.
A wave of relief washed over me as I finished reading Caelum’s supportive words. The weight on my shoulders lifted, knowing that my boss understood my situation and was giving me the time and space I needed.
I fired off a quick response.
Thanks. We have so much to talk about when I return.
“Good news?” Cikarius asked, his voice filled with genuine concern.
“Very,” I said, showing him the message. He scanned it quickly and nodded in approval.
“Seems like we’ve got some time to figure things out,” he said, the tension in his muscles easing slightly.
I glanced up at him, losing myself in the glow of his yellow eyes. “You promised we’d continue what we started in Ivor’s base. But this isn’t exactly private.”
A faint smirk curled his mouth. “Your quarters are nearby. And I fully intend to make good on that promise, my love.”
He paused for a moment, lost in thought, before making a decision. “Since I’m done with the Sionagog Syndicate,” he said, “maybe I could become a mercenary instead, work alongside Griff.”
The idea of Cikarius abandoning his life as a hit man and starting anew sent a thrill down my spine. Together, we could face whatever challenges lay ahead, forging our own path through this dangerous world.
As we walked hand in hand towards my - our - quarters on Alfataken Station, anticipation and a sense of new beginnings pulsed through me. Our eyes met, bound by love, trust, and the promise of a future we would create together.
Stepping into our quarters, a sense of intimacy and privacy immediately enveloped us. The soft lighting cast warm shadows on the walls, and the faint hum of the station’s machinery seemed to fade away, leaving only our breaths and heartbeats as company.
Cikarius pulled me into his arms, one hand cradling the back of my head as he gazed down at me. “You’re safe now. No one will hurt you again, not as long as I live.”
His vow resonated through me, chasing away the last shadows of fear and doubt. Here in the circle of his embrace, I felt secure, knowing that he would always protect me.
“I can never thank you enough for saving me,” I whispered, taking Cikarius’s hand and guiding him towards the bed. “I’m yours. Forever.”
His eyes filled with desire as he looked at me—my violet phantom, my protector, my love. Without another word, he shed his clothes, revealing the muscular body that had shielded me from harm time and time again. My gaze was drawn to his already hard cock, my hands aching to touch him, to feel the heat and power of his body beneath my fingertips.
“Let me show you my gratitude,” I said, as we moved closer until there was no space left between us.
His lips claimed mine in a searing kiss, and I moaned softly as his tongue swept into my mouth. Every nerve in my body came alive under his touch, my core aching with need. I tangled my fingers in his hair, kissing him back fiercely.
When we finally broke apart, panting, I gazed up at him through half-lidded eyes. “I want you, Cikarius. Now.”
A low growl rumbled in his chest. “I thought you’d never ask.”
Cikarius undressed me, his hands delicately tracing patterns on my skin as he removed each article of clothing. I shivered with delight at every touch, feeling alive, desired, and protected all at once. When I stood naked before him, I knew that there was nothing more I wanted than to share this intimate connection with him—body and soul.
He lifted me and carried me to the bed, laying me out before him like an offering. I trembled in anticipation, drinking in the sight of his lean, muscular body and the rigid length of his cock.
Cikarius prowled toward me, desire darkening his gaze. “You’re mine to claim now.”
“Yes,” I said, opening myself to him in invitation.
Our lips met in a deep, passionate kiss, Cikarius’s tongue sweeping into my mouth, exploring its depths and entwining with mine in an electrifying dance. Sensations rippled through my entire body, every nerve singing with pleasure as he continued to lavish attention upon me.
He moved his kisses lower, his lips leaving a trail of fire down my neck, across my collarbone, and towards my breasts. As he reached them, he attended to each one with equal ardor, sucking greedily at my nipples while his hands gently caressed their curves. My stomach fluttered with desire, my heart hammering wildly in my chest as if trying to match the intensity of our shared passion.
Cikarius continued his exploration, his lips and tongue tracing a path down my body. He settled between my thighs, his warm breath teasing against my sensitive skin. His tongue darted out to lick my clit, sending a jolt of pleasure through me that made me arch off the bed and moan loudly.
“Please, Cikarius, fuck me,” I begged, the words spilling out in a breathless whisper.
He chuckled softly, his eyes filled with burning desire as he looked up at me. “That is a command I will gladly obey,” he said. “But why rush when we can take our time?”
Cikarius moved back up my body, his firm, muscled form pressing against mine. His cock teased at my entrance, causing me to shiver in anticipation. As his lips met mine once more, his tongue stroking and caressing my own, he simultaneously teased me with the promise of his cock at the entrance to my core.
Cikarius stretched out beside me, one hand skimming up my side to cup my breast. I arched into his touch with a soft moan, craving more of his skillful caresses. Our gazes locked, glowing yellow to vibrant green, as unspoken words of love and desire passed between us.
“Now you’re just torturing me.”
“But what delicious torture it is,” Cikarius said. The grin on his face shot a jolt of arousal to my core.
Cikarius cupped my face in his hands, gazing at me with a tender reverence that made my heart ache with joy. No words were needed in this moment - our connection went far deeper than mere speech. I leaned up to brush my lips against his, a feather-light caress that sent sparks of pleasure dancing across my skin. He let out a soft groan, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me flush against him.
He kissed me, his tongue caressing mine, each stroke fueled by passion and longing. I reveled in the feel of his body against mine, hard muscle and sinew molding to my softer curves. His arousal pressed against my thigh, hot and insistent, eliciting a surge of desire that left me trembling. I wanted nothing more than to give myself over to him completely, to unite our bodies as profoundly as our souls.
Cikarius trailed kisses along my jaw and down the curve of my neck, nipping and sucking at my pulse point. I arched into him with a breathy sigh, hands sliding across the planes of his back. He grasped my hips and ground against me, dragging a strangled moan from my throat. The exquisite friction set every nerve in my body alight, coiling pleasure within my core. I was already slick and aching for him, desperate to be filled in the way only he could satisfy.
“Please,” I said, clinging to him as another wave of arousal crashed over me. Cikarius lifted his head, eyes glowing with a predatory hunger. A smirk curled his lips that sent a thrill of danger and excitement through me. In this moment, I was his to devour - and devour me he would.
“How can I deny such a heartfelt plea?” he asked, voice rough with lust. And then he was kissing me again, and all thought fled as I gave myself over to sweet oblivion in his arms.
He shifted between my thighs, the broad head of his cock nudging at my entrance. I arched into him with a wordless plea, wrapping my legs around his waist to draw him closer. Cikarius slid into me in one smooth thrust, stretching and filling me so perfectly I saw stars. We moaned in unison, a harmony of pleasure that sang through my veins.
For a moment we remained still, savoring the feeling of being joined so intimately. Cikarius gazed down at me with a tenderness that made my heart ache, brushing a stray lock of hair from my face. I traced the angular lines of his jaw and the curve of his lips, overcome by a surge of love and desire so powerful it stole my breath. No matter how many times we came together, the depth of my feelings for him never ceased to humble and astonish me.
He began to move then, rolling his hips in a slow rhythm that quickly unraveled my restraint. I met each thrust eagerly, desire building within me like the swell of an ocean tide. Cikarius gripped my hips, guiding me to a tempo that had us both gasping. The familiar pressure coiled low in my belly, sending ripples of ecstasy throughout my body.
“Mia,” he groaned, burying his face against my neck. His thrusts grew harder, deeper, spurred on by the sounds of my pleasure. I clung to him, nails scoring down his back as the coil within me threatened to burst. Cikarius shuddered, hips stuttering as he found his release - and with a cry, the coil snapped, sending me tumbling into bliss.
The orgasm crashed over me, so intense it took my breath away. Pulse after pulse echoed across my body, leaving my skin super sensitive to the touch.
We lay entwined for a long moment, our harsh breathing the only sound in the room. I traced idle patterns across Cikarius’s skin, savoring the warmth of his body against mine. His arms tightened around me in response, a silent affirmation of the bond we now shared.
“You are mine, as I am yours,” he said, echoing words spoken in the heart of the jungle that seemed a lifetime ago. I tilted my head up, meeting his gaze with a smile. “I love you, Mia.”
My heart leaped at his admission. “I love you, too.”
“Always.”
Cikarius claimed my lips in a searing kiss, full of promise and passion. I gave myself over to it without reservation, certain in the knowledge that we would face any challenge the future held - together.
When at last we parted, I nestled against his chest again, listening to the strong and steady beat of his heart. A sense of peace settled over me as I drifted off to sleep in the shelter of his embrace, our destinies now and forever entwined on this space station we called home.