Stalked by the Alien Assassin (Aliens Among Us, #2)

by Tiffany Roberts

“We’ll, uh, come back to that subject another time.”

“Oh, we’ll be coming. A lot.”

“Oh, my God. Can we just…get my things? You can come with me—” His grinned widened, t...

“I’m not going to risk you, Avery.”

“I guess you better feed this human before you risk her dying of starvation,” she said.

“I mean to give my mate everything she desires,” Fyran purred, not even missing a step.

If the bastard hadn’t been holding her, I would’ve hit him with the fucking car.

He’d killed without hesitation for years, but he’d never been cruel—at least not to those who didn’t deserve it.

Avery unbuckled her seatbelt and reached for the doorhandle. Fyran placed his hand on her thigh, and she stopped, turning to look at him.

“Let me get out first, vaerina. I’ll come o...

Infiltration and extraction. You’ve done this more times than you can count; it’s no different than any other operation.

She wasn’t a target, not really. She was…his obsession. His thoughts were consumed by her, his every breath was taken for her, his entire body yearned for her. And yet, obsession didn’t seem the right word. This wasn’t merely a fixation. He wasn’t merely intrigued or lustful, this wasn’t merely a matter of wanting. He needed this female with every fiber of his being. She was his other half. It was frightening, but it was true. He’d go to any lengths to keep her safe, would sacrifice anything for her—and he’d do so gladly.

Svesh, we’re not here to rut. In and out, remember?

“How did you know which apartment was mine?”

Fuck.

This would’ve been so much easier if I’d been able to confess on my own terms.

“I can’t believe you. You want a…a…a mate, yet you break my trust like this? Invade my privacy? You…watch me doing…that…”

“Leave me alone, you…you…peeping Tom!” “I don’t know who the fuck Tom is, but if he takes a single look at you, I will kill him,” Fyran snarled. “You’re Tom! Because you’re a voyeuristic jerk!”

“My name is Fyran Voltanix”—his fingers curled, claws digging into the drywall—“and you are my mate. The police aren’t going to fucking save you from an alien trafficking ring, a hotel is not going to shield you from the people that are after you, and you are not going anywhere without me. I am the only one on this whole fucking world, in this whole fucking universe, who will keep you safe, and that is what I am damned well going to do whether you want it or not.”

“Growl at me all you want later. I’ll fucking welcome it.”

“Fine! But you can forget all about me being your mate and the…the coming!” “Oh, we’ll fucking see about that,” he said with a humorless laugh. “You’re mine, vaerina, and you’ll be begging for it before I’m through.”

“I don’t know what this is, but whatever you’re doing, Avery, you need to stop.”

“Damn it, Avery, talk to me!”

“I wasn’t going to say anything, but I won’t sit here and listen to you comfort that cat while you make me suffer. He knew I was in your apartment both times. So he betrayed you, too. Maybe some of your anger’s misplaced, isn’t it?”

Avery paused, turned her head, and shot Fyran a glare before returning her attention to Beau. “You’d never betray me, huh, Beau? You’re just a big ole softy. You’re the cutest little kitty, aren’t you? And there’s no way I could be mad at you, because you’re not a grown-ass man who has the ability to recognize the difference between right and wrong and act accordingly.”

“Yeah, well, he also licks his o...

“But that’s okay, Beau, because you’re a kitty, and you don’t pretend to be ...

“I’d rather have you lick your asshole than be an asshole.”

“Well, fuck me I guess,” Fyran grumbled.

“That counts as a response, so you might as well start talking to me now.”

His solution to most of the problems he’d faced in life had been violence. And that wasn’t even up for consideration. He’d never do anything to hurt his mate.

And what the fuck am I going to do when that’s done?

The answer was a simple as it was daunting. Figure out a way to fix this.

She was angry, and rightfully so.

I wasn’t content with just…following you. I wanted more. I wanted to speak to you. To hear you laugh, to see your smile and know it was for me. I wanted you, vaerina. All of you. And I will never stop wanting you.

What he’d done was wrong—so, so wrong— but dang it…she liked it.

There was something thrilling about being watched, about being the object of someone’s obsession—of being Fyran’s obsession. Even now, despite everything, her body warmed and her core clenched. What had Fyran thought as her body had shuddered in pleasure, as she’d called his name?

“Just because it turns me on doesn’t mean he gets off easy after everything he’s done. It was still wrong of him.

I’m just… God, I’m so confused. There are too many unknowns, too many secrets, Beau.”

“I don’t know what to thi...

“Some guard kitty you are.”

“That…that…asshole!” Her phone was here, and he hadn’t returned it to her. Why? What else was he keeping from her?

Missing Denver Women. Everything within Avery went cold. Her palms became clammy, and her pulse raced. She clicked on the link.

But she could still be mad at him. For a little longer, at least.

Ugh, why does his pillow have to smell so good?

And why does he have to sound so sexy when I’m still supposed to be mad at him?

“This is my house, female, and that’s...

“Oh, and here I was thinking I was your mate and that this was my home now, too. Guess you better take me back to my apartment.”

“You are my mate, damn it, and this is your home,”

“Enough of…of this, vaerina. Ope...