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Page 11 of Two Aliens Are Better Than One (Bodyguards in Space #1)

Chapter 10

Lucky

N ela was flopped on my sofa, looking relaxed and alarmingly satisfied when I got home from work that night, my mind still trying to sort out which thoughts of mine Vaelu had overheard.

“So, your downstairs neighbor is hot as hell,” she said, grinning. “He’s Araced. I love their tails.”

“You had sex with him? He probably has a billion STDs.”

She burst out laughing. “A billion? Really. He’s a sex therapist. He helps couples find their passion again, or whatever. It’s not him you heard having sex. Well, mostly not him.”

“Oh.” I wanted to ask her if that meant he was there in the room, watching them, but that was probably an awkward question.

“I mean, he’s like, crazy good at sex, but that’s another story.”

“You really had sex with him?” I yelped.

“Loosen up, big sis. I met a stunningly handsome Araced sex therapist, and we’re attracted to each other. What’s the problem? You could stand to spend a little more time having sex and a little less time pining over Relzo. Or you could just fuck Relzo. Four arms? I bet he is so good at fingering.”

“Ew.” I

“You think of the guy you’re in love with fingering you, and that’s your reaction?”

“No, the ‘ew’ was for my sister talking about fingering.” I flopped down next to her, huffing out a breath. “And I think Relzo is off the table for good. He was holding hands with my asshole neighbor the other day.”

“Ooh, you could have a threesome. Six hands!” She leaned forward, folding her hands over her lap. “Tell me more.”

“The neighbor is a velasu. Do you know what that is?”

“A Chokreini with magical powers. They’re telepaths, right?”

I blinked. “How the hell do you know that?”

“Pretty sure that’s what their thing is. Did you not even type the word into a search engine? Where’s my curious sciencey sister?”

“Do you think he hears everything my brain says? Because I’ve had some embarrassing thoughts in his presence. And he might have implied some things about what he heard me think today.”

She burst out laughing. “Of course you did. This is what happens when you’re sexually repressed. You think about licking the hot guy without realizing he’s reading your mind.”

“I was not thinking about licking him. Jesus. Okay, I was, but only a little. Did you see him?”

“I’d lick him.”

“You will not!” I wasn’t entirely sure how to backtrack the note of possessiveness in my voice, so I cleared my throat and changed the subject. “Maybe he has to focus to hear what I’m thinking.” I pulled out my communicator and tried searching for details on how the telepathic link worked, but not much about it was public. Apparently, Vaelu’s people liked to maintain their security.

“Who knows. You could ask him, though.”

“Ask him?” I stared down at my hands, chewing on my lip for a moment. My sister was so bold about things like this, but I would rather never talk to Vaelu again than ask him if he’d heard me think about how nice his body was. “No, I think I’ll do anything but that.”

“Well, have you talked to Relzo about it? I’m sure he has thoughts.”

That was another thing. Relzo had been back and living next door to me for almost a week, and I still hadn’t seen him for long enough to have a real conversation. “I think he’s avoiding me.”

“Rel? Really? You guys are tight, though.” She fiddled with the tassels on the pillow she was holding, looking thoughtful.

“Vaelu came to see me today, and talked to me a little. Do you think he was using his psychic power to get information on me for Relzo?” The visit had been a little awkward, but it hadn’t seemed intentional. In fact, the Chokreini had been looking for my boss. Still, if he was telepathic, I wondered what information he now had about me.

“You’ve gotten even more paranoid since living out here alone,” she said, laughing. “Why don’t you just go have sex with them and see what happens? Two crazy hot guys with a psychic link? Yes, please. I bet telepathic boy can read your mind and do things exactly right.”

I threw a pillow at her. “Go play with your sex therapist and leave my sex life alone.”

“Just saying, sis. Maybe it’s time to stop taking the safe path.” She made a little nest out of her pillows, leaning back and grabbing her communicator from the table next to the sofa. She looked ready to be done with this conversation, but I wasn’t.

“Tell me again how I’ve taken the safe path? I moved across the universe to pursue my education.”

“Yeah, you moved as far away from him as possible,” she said. “Don’t think he didn’t notice. And you never come home when he’s home. He asks about you.”

“We text all the time when he’s not undercover,” I retorted. “I send him messages at least a few times a week, even when he can’t respond.”

“But do you talk?”

I sighed, hugging my blanket and pondering what she was saying. Did I really never give Relzo a chance to declare his feelings to me? We’d gone to college together, and we’d both dated other people. He could have stopped that with just a few words, but he hadn’t. I walked over to the tiny kitchenette and poured a glass of the wine my sister was drinking, then took a long swig.

“Hell yeah! Go get those men!” she shouted, pumping her fist in the air. “A little liquid fortification is all you need.”

“Um. That’s not why I was drinking. It was to help me sleep.”

“Lucky!” Nela groaned and covered her face with her pillow, laughing softly. “I give up. Want me to ask Zunnoi for some sex therapy for you?”

Instead of answering, I took another gulp of wine.

But as I settled into bed that night the only thing I could think of was the two of them, naked and hard for me. I imagined kneeling in front of them, tasting each one, then both together. They’d lift me between them, surrounding me, their hands and mouths everywhere on my body. Who would take the lead? Relzo was a big alpha male type, but Vaelu had a commanding presence. I could imagine the differences between them — Relzo would use his big strong body to fuck hard, while Vaelu, the sensual telepath, would push all of my buttons, wringing every bit of pleasure out of my body.

My fingers slipped between my legs and I closed my eyes, picturing what it would be like to have both of them. What would the two mouths on my breasts feel like? Or two tongues lashing at my pussy? I closed my eyes and pulled my hand away, unable to relieve the pressure with my sister in the room. Aroused and unfulfilled, I fell into a restless sleep, full of dreams of both men, both just out of reach.