Valtor

Chapter 2 Part 2

We enter a narrow doorway and I hear the door shut, sounding like its being vacuum sealed. He sets me down on my feet. I push him as hard as I can. Silent tears are rolling down my cheeks from a mixture of fury and fear. I glare at him ready to fight and certainly lose, if I need to. 
To my surprise and relief he takes a step back.
“You are brave.” A little chuckle comes out with his words.
“f**k you!” I spat out shakily.
“I was told you would be fully informed of the arrangement made between our people.” His brows furrow. 
I straighten my shirt and tuck my loose hairs behind my ears, “Well, I wasn’t. I was knocked out, taken from my home, and woke up in the middle of the desert to be beamed up to...to what is this? Are you some kind of alien?” 
He is on me in an instant with his teeth bared in my face and a low growl emits from his chest. He has fangs! I jump back, heart pounding, only to find a wall. His hands come down around my head, caging me in. His musky scent invades my senses, confusing my instincts. He smells incredible like Balsam and Cedar. I look at him puzzled.
“You will not speak to me in that tone human female.” His voice radiates dominance. My heart spikes in fear having his face inches from mine with those fangs. I let out a whimper and turn my head closing my eyes tightly. Like this will somehow all disappear.
A warm breath hovers over me and I hear him inhale, trailing his nose along the crook of my neck. My breath is caught in my throat. I can feel his body heat lift away from me. 
I dare to peak out and see his back is turned away. I let out a deep death in relief. 
I take a moment to take in my surrounds while still staying aware of this creatire infront of me.
We stand in a small ship just enough space for two passengers. Everything is metal and hundreds of buttons line the walls with two seats set in the middle of the cockpit. One pilot and one passenger. The front displays a huge window showing stars and blackness never ending. 
The reality of my situation is starting to sink in. Im leaving earth on a spaceship. My stomach turns into itself.
I know I need answers but ill need a different approach. I act quickly and ask, “I’m sorry. I’m scared and confused. Please can we try this again?” It is the truth and thats all I have right now.
He turns to me and his eyes are burning brighter, almost completely yellow. 
He nods with tense shoulders and walks over to stand beside a seat behind the pilots chair. 
“Please take a seat.” he gestures with his hand.
Hesitantly, I walk over and sit. I do my best to not look at him. He stands there silently for a moment and the tension builds in the air. I can feel his eyes staring holes into the back of my head. My heart picks up again, hyperaware of this mans intense presence. I cant take anymore of this awkward silence and I'm just about to speak when he starts talking.
“Earth signed a contract with Sylvaria. In exchange for females we will not invade your planet and we offer an alliance, protecting Earth from threats.” he says this still standing behind me.
“Why do you need females?” I ask calmly.
He walks from behind me and kneels in front of me. His hands grab my thighs and pull my legs apart. Then he moves his hand, reaching toward my lady parts. I freeze, unable to move. I just watch his hand close in on its target.
He grabs a buckle and pulls two straps from the side to clasp them together around my hips. Two more padded straps are pulled around my shoulders. He lays them over my chest and his knuckles hold the inside of the strap as he brings it over my breasts. His knuckles graze my n*****s as he pulls the straps over them and they turn hard immediately. As if responding to my hard peaks he applies pressure and holds there for a moment too long. My heart start doing flips in my chest. 
I bite my lip and look at him. A faint smirk plays at the corner of his lips. He releases the pressure and finishes clipping the buckles together. 
“Our species is overpopulated with males. We do not have enough females to reproduce with. The majority of the planet, mostly unmated males, chose to look for a solution outside of our planet. We have not been able to find a viable species that will produce a healthy fetus until we found earth females.“ 
I realize his hands are on my thighs again and he is rubbing them sensually. Butterflies flutter in my core. I want to squeeze my thighs together but I don't want to be obvious about my throbbing desire coming to live inside me. Why is he touching me this way, anyway?
“It would seem you are responsive and very sensitive to touch.” his eyes are burning into mine.
My eyes widen and my cheeks turn red. 
“What happens next?” I ask
“We will jump to the main ship and meet my men there. Each of us are in charge of a female from earth. There are five of us. We are to bring you all safetly to the mating ceremony on Sylvaria.“
”What happens at the ceremony?“
”You will be claimed by a winner.“ his hands still slowly moving on my legs.
”Winner?“ I say half dazed and losing myself in his smooth caresses.
His hands tighten on me, using his powerful grip to keep my legs spread for him, and he dips his head down between my legs. His eyes never leaving mine.
“You smell define.” His cheek nuzzles into my inner thigh and he inhales again, eyes rolling back into his head as if he were more animal than man. Then, looks at me again.
Im in shock with an abundance of conflicting emotions. I should be scared and pissed. Instead I'm feeling desire and lust. Its a new kind of exhilaration I've never experienced, having a such a domineering creature have thing amount of control over me. I’ve completely lost track of our conversation. All I can think about now is if he really thinks I smell good or not.
“I...I do?” I stumble over the question.
He lifts his head up and meets me at eye level, leaning in.
“You have not been touched in many moons.”
“I won’t answer that!” I exclaim
He brushes my hair over my shoulder and whispers in my ear. His lips feathering my ear.
“It wasn’t a question. It is an observation.” His voice sends a delightful shiver throughout my body.
My heart is hammering away in my chest. I might come if he keeps this up. This is driving me crazy. 
As if realizing the torment he is putting me through, he sits back on his ankles and gives me a sly smile.
“You intrigue me Allura. Do you have anymore questions?” His half-lidded gaze is taunting me.
“No more questions, for now. Thank you.” I respond. He stands up and moves over to the pilots chair and straps in. 
He starts pressing buttons and grabs a throttle. Half turning over his shoulder he says, “This may feel strange for a moment.”