Page 5 of Rescued by the Alien Hit Man (Villains Do It Better)

CHAPTER 5

MIA

I woke in Cikarius’s arms, heat pooling between my legs. The warmth of Cikarius’s body spooned against mine, stirred that familiar heat deep inside me. His hard cock pressed into the small of my back, an insistent reminder of my insatiable desire for him. And I wanted him inside me again. How did this stranger ignite such passion in me?

Turning in his arms, I reached down, taking hold of his already hard cock. He groaned, his eyes darkening with lust. I slid my hand up to caress the marks on his chest, feeling the raised skin beneath my fingertips, wondering what secrets they held. But there was no time to ponder over it; our need for each other was overpowering. With a swift motion, he captured my hands and pinned me to the ground. His growl of desire sent shivers down my spine.

“Can’t get enough, can you?” he asked, his breath hot against my ear. “We need to get moving. The slavers will be looking for us.”

Desperate to feel alive despite the imminent danger, I arched up into Cikarius’s cock. I’ve never had this kind of connection with anyone before. Never wanted someone so desperately. Every nerve ending in my body screamed for their touch.

“You’ll think more clearly once you take care of that.” I nodded to his crotch.

I itched to touch his chest, trace the marks there, but with my hands pinned I could do nothing. Why did he pull my hands away? Not that I minded. The thrill of being pinned under him fuelled my desire. Another thrust of my hips upward pulled a moan from Cikarius’s lips. A smile of triumph curled my lips.

As he positioned himself over me, my thoughts drifted to the thought that Cikarius had saved me from the slavers, but now he seemed to be claiming me as his own. Was it really better this way? But the moment his fingers grazed my sensitive bud, all coherent thought evaporated. I gasped, arching my back as waves of pleasure threatened to overwhelm me.

“You’re so wet for me already,” Cikarius said, dipping a finger into my core.

I arched into his hand, wanting his cock to fill me instead. But I would take anything he wanted to give me.

“What are you going to do about it?” I asked.

A wicked grin turned his lips up and he thrust into me with unbridled passion, igniting a firestorm of pleasure that threatened to consume me entirely. Our bodies moved in perfect harmony, driven by an intensity neither of us had ever experienced before. Every nerve ending in my body was alight with sensations that left me breathless and begging for more.

“Harder,” I begged, wrapping my legs around his hips, pulling him deeper inside me. I never begged, but with Cikarius, I needed his touch more than I needed to breathe.

Cikarius bent to capture my lips in a kiss, still thrusting into me. He drove into me harder and deeper and I undulated my hips into him, desperate for release. At some point, Cikarius released my wrists, and I wrapped my arms around him, urging him to pump harder and faster.

A coil built inside me, eager to spring. It was a sensation like nothing I’d ever had before with anyone else. Each thrust brought me closer to the edge, closer to blissful oblivion. I moaned, my legs tightening around Cikarius’s waist, urging him deeper.

At the first twitch of his orgasm, the wave of my climax crashed over me. He shuddered, spilling himself inside me. My walls clenched his cock, and I held him there, pulling every last drop out of him. Pulses ricocheted through me still, making every inch of my body sensitive to the touch.

When the orgasm finally abated, I sucked in a deep, shuddering breath.

He peered down at me. “And you were right. I can think much more clearly now.” He grinned. “But now I want to do that again, and again, and again.

My heart fluttered, and I gulped. “I…want…that, too,” I said, still struggling to catch my breath as we lay tangled together on the cave floor. “It’s never been like that before.”

“For me either,” he said, his eyes filled with a rare vulnerability that made my heart swell with affection.

“Not even the glowing thing you did?”

He chuckled and shook his head. “That has never happened before.”

“We just fit, you know?” Even as I said it, I knew it sounded lame.

But that was the only way I could describe it. There was none of the awkwardness that sex between strangers usually held. It was like we were attuned to each other’s body, each other’s needs. Meant for each other somehow. A ripple of fear skittered through me at the thought of never having this connection again.

Cikarius grinned again. “I do, in fact, know.”

Heat suffused my cheeks. Of course, he knew. He was here when all the fantastic sex was happening. I didn’t imagine it or dream it. The sweet aches in my limbs told me every thrust, every moan, every caress had been as real as the luminescent plants I studied.

“Come on,” Cikarius said, his voice gentle but firm. “We need to get moving. The slavers will be looking for us.”

I sighed, content to remain here forever if it meant keeping him inside me - body and soul. But he was right; there would be time to explore this blossoming bond once we were safe from those who hunted us.

As we got dressed and started packing our belongings, I admired the way the light spilling into the cave played across Cikarius’s sculpted form. His violet skin was even more alluring now, and I decided purple was my new favorite color.

Once clothed, I rifled through the contents of my pack. My samples and research were intact, thankfully, though I mourned the loss of my communicator. There was no way to contact the station or request emergency transport without it. We were on our own until we could find help.

I went through my computer and samples, ensuring that nothing important was lost. A sudden pang of sadness hit me as I thought of Amund. I couldn’t let his death be in vain, and that meant being meticulous and methodical with my research.

As I delved deeper into the data and documents, a few disturbing documents caught my eye. Positive the missives were meant for someone else, I read them and gasped. They’d been left on a server that I had access to yet rarely used. Corporate espionage? I didn’t have time to delve into it in depth, but I would get to the bottom of it.

“What’s wrong?” Cikarius asked.

Warmth from the proximity of his body flooded me, creating a calming effect. I pointed to the screen on my laptop. “Corporate espionage.”

“Of course,” Cikarius said. “That explains why someone hired the slavers to get you.”

I nodded, feeling a newfound determination to uncover the truth. As we delved deeper into the evidence, connecting the dots and piecing together the puzzle of the espionage, I couldn’t help but marvel at how well Cikarius and I worked together. Despite our vastly different backgrounds and abilities, we shared an unbreakable connection that only grew stronger with each passing moment.

“To sentence me to a fate worse than death with the slavers? For what? Enhanced weapons?”

Deiridh Airm Solutions only had one rival on Alfataken Station. Maith Airm Weapons.

He leaned toward me, but didn’t touch me. We both knew that would be dangerous. My body craved his touch again, and we couldn’t afford to stay in the cave much longer.

“I won’t let anyone hurt you.”

“I believe you.”

“We need to get moving,” Cikarius said, his voice tinged with urgency.

I nodded in agreement. “You’re right; we can’t risk staying here any longer.”

We quickly gathered our belongings and prepared to continue our journey. As I watched Cikarius effortlessly sling his pack over his shoulder, a newfound appreciation for his muscular form washed over me.

“Are you ready?” Cikarius asked, his voice pulling me from my reverie.

“Yes,” I replied, my resolve strengthened by the task ahead. “Let’s get off this moon.”

Together, we emerged from the cave and ventured deeper into the treacherous jungle, determined to protect my research and ourselves from the ever-present dangers that lurked around every corner.

As we continued through the dense jungle, I felt a growing sense of unease. The weight of our discoveries had taken its toll on both of us. Discovery of the corporate espionage and the implications it had for my work and my life consumed my thoughts.

The path ahead of us grew increasingly treacherous, and I clung to Cikarius as we navigated through the dense foliage. The sounds of unseen creatures surrounded us, their eerie calls a constant reminder of the danger lurking in the shadows.

As day turned into night, the jungle transformed before our eyes. The bioluminescent plants took center stage, casting a breathtaking glow that illuminated our surroundings. The beauty of the scene was almost surreal, yet the ever-present danger kept us on high alert.

“Maybe we should rest for a while,” Cikarius suggested, noticing my growing exhaustion. We found a small alcove hidden among the trees, providing us with a temporary sanctuary from the perils of the jungle.

Cikarius’s muscular arms enveloped me, pulling me close to his chest. Our bodies fit together perfectly, and I marveled at the intimate connection between us. Despite our dire circumstances, I felt an overwhelming sense of peace and security in his embrace.

It was too risky to do what I wanted to do with Cikarius, so I picked up my laptop and dove into the documents I’d found earlier. Denial still floated in my mind, unable to reconcile what I knew of my colleagues with the extent of the betrayal I suffered. And Amund had died for.

As we continued examining the evidence, a growing sense of unease settled in my shoulders. The full extent of the conspiracy and the danger I was in became increasingly clear. It wasn’t just about my research anymore—it was about my life. I glanced at the luminescent flora samples in the backpack, their ethereal glow casting an eerie light across our makeshift workspace in the alcove. Their beauty and uniqueness were undeniable, but I couldn’t ignore the potential for disaster if they fell into the wrong hands as advanced bioweapons.

“Can you imagine what they could do with these?” I asked Cikarius quietly, gesturing towards the glowing plants. “It’s terrifying.”

He nodded solemnly. “We have to protect your research, Mia. And you.”

I paused, taking a moment to reflect on the implications of the espionage on my life’s work and my safety. I had dedicated so much time and effort to my research, and now it was all in jeopardy. But I refused to let the fear consume me. I needed to stay strong, not just for myself, but for Cikarius, too.

“Maybe there’s something we’re missing,” I murmured, returning to the computer screen. As I scrolled through files, searching for any hidden messages or clues, a sudden notification popped up. I clicked on it, only to be greeted by a threatening communication related to the espionage.

“Someone knows we’re onto them,” I whispered, feeling my heart race in my chest. “They’re watching us. Or tracking my activity on the laptop somehow.”

Cikarius’s grip on my hand tightened, and his eyes blazed with protective fury. “We need to move. Now.”

As we hastily gathered our belongings, preparing to flee the alcove, I wondered what dangers lay ahead. With enemies lurking in every shadow, it seemed that nowhere was truly safe. But one thing was certain: together, Cikarius and I would face whatever challenges awaited us, determined to protect each other and the research that had become so much more than just a job.

“Ready?” Cikarius asked, his voice steady despite the peril we were in.

I nodded, my resolve unwavering. “Let’s do this.”

My determination to protect not only my research but also Cikarius and myself grew stronger. We were a team now, and I couldn’t help but hope that our newfound connection would be enough to see us through the challenges that lay ahead.

“Let’s go,” Cikarius said, his voice filled with resolve. “We’ll find a way off Dufair and get to the bottom of this.”

“Stay close to me,” Cikarius instructed as we ventured out of the alcove and back into the luminescent wilds of Dufair. The vibrant colors and sounds of the jungle assaulted my senses, but fear and excitement coursed through my veins, drowning out any hesitation I might have felt.

I glanced at Cikarius as we walked, watching the play of muscles under his tight-fitting clothes and the purposeful set of his jaw. He moved with a predatory grace I found mesmerizing, every step conveying coiled strength and decisiveness. Heat pooled low in my belly at the memory of that power held in check, unleashed at my urging. I blushed, looking away before he could notice my reaction. What was I thinking? Now was hardly the time for such distractions when our very lives were at stake.

“Where will we go?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady despite the pounding of my heart.

“First, we need to contact Alfataken Station,” he said, his yellow eyes scanning the dense foliage for threats. “We can’t risk using conventional communication methods; they’ll be monitoring those.”

I nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. The conspiracy that had targeted me went deeper than I had ever imagined, and exposing it would require careful planning and execution.

As we continued our journey through the jungle, I reflected on the connection Cikarius and I shared. It was unlike anything I had ever experienced, a bond forged in the heat of battle and solidified by the passion that had ignited between us. Despite the imminent danger, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of belonging in his arms.

Our progress was slow but steady, with Cikarius expertly navigating the treacherous terrain. At one point, we stumbled upon a clearing filled with beautiful, glowing flora. Their delicate petals emitted an ethereal light, casting an otherworldly glow on everything they touched.

“Keep moving,” Cikarius urged, yet his own gaze lingered on the exquisite sight for a moment longer than necessary.

“Are these the samples you were working on?” he asked, curiosity evident in his voice.

“Similar,” I said. “These plants have the potential to revolutionize entire industries, but also to become powerful bioweapons if they fall into the wrong hands.”

“Like Maith Airm Weapons?” he asked, his expression darkening at the mention of the rival corporation.

“Exactly,” I confirmed. “Someone within my research team must have sold us out, and now they’re after me and my work.”

Cikarius’s jaw clenched. “We’ll figure all of this out and make sure your research is safe,” he said.

The jungle seemed to close in, its shadows growing darker, as if echoing the danger we faced. But even amidst the chaos and fear, I found solace in Cikarius’s presence. The connection between us had grown stronger still, and I couldn’t deny the intensity of the feelings that pulled me toward him.