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Eryn Hawk
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October 8 - October 9, 2024
I was pretty sure being abducted by aliens hadn’t been on my bingo card for the year.
“You have no job,” she stated, shifting in her seat as I waited for the other shoe to drop. “You are the Great Leader’s mate.” And there it was. The other shoe. The whole fucking wardrobe.
Voh-ack thrust our joined hands into the peach sky as if triumphant, showing off our matching bands with pride, my shackle joining me to him as blatantly as a collar around my neck.
I hated how sweet that sounded. We were like a couple of penguins, and I briefly imagined him scouring the beach to find me the prettiest pebble for our anniversary. It cheered me up some.
And honestly, yee-haw for alien abduction ’cause jerking and sucking on lee-zurd popsicle was fucking fire.
He was mine. In every sense of the word. Mine to take, mine to mark, mine to possess. Mine to protect. I held him tighter, my thudding heart drowning out the soft hum of his snores. Mine to cherish.
“You are a tempting morsel,” he carried on. “I would breed you here, if you allow.” Fuuuck. How could one guy be so hard to resist? Yeah, he was smoldering hot, and sex with him had felt amazing, but I shouldn’t have been so close to giving in, and I couldn’t even confidently say why anymore. I tipped my head for him, a breathy moan escaping as he licked up the column of my neck, nipping gently at the pulse point.
“Your pet name for me is cockroach? Are you kidding me?” I screeched, shoving once at his solid, unmovable, dumb chest. “You asshole. I came to say thank you and be all nicey-nice, but you’ve been over here, swinging your dick and mocking me this whole time?!” I jabbed a finger into his pec. “Fuck you, and fuck your smug, perfect face. I’m out.”
Funny how this dude could barely string a regular sentence together, but sex talk? No problemo. Ten out of ten. Couldn’t argue with his priorities.
Being abducted by aliens may not have been on my bingo card for the year, but being loved by one had been written in the fucking stars.

