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Conquered by the Alien Sneak Peek
Prologue—Vicky
His lips begged to be kissed.
They sat there, teed up and ready to be attacked by my own yearning hunger.
Spots of water sat on them, dewy from the rain that drenched our clothes and splattered our hair and ran down our faces.
I barely even noticed it.
I didn’t think he did either.
We stood in a pool of warm yellow light that stretched across the grass like a heavenly spotlight.
I was falling desperately in love with this man.
Except, of course, he wasn’t a man at all.
He was a Titan.
He was big and broad across the chest. His soaked clothes clung to his muscles underneath. A smile danced on those impossibly mesmerizing lips.
Did he know he had me right where he wanted me?
Right where I wanted to be?
I was his.
If he wanted me.
Did he want me?
This wasn’t supposed to happen. We had a deal.
We were meant to pretend to be in love, pretend we would get married.
But somewhere along the line, I lost track of that goal.
Now I was floating, heading for a distant but powerful light on the horizon.
It was love.
Then he took me by the hand.
He had a misty look in his eye as he led me inside the shuttlecraft.
And I knew what was on the cards.
I wanted it to be on the cards.
We had a deal.
We were supposed to be arranging a fake marriage.
Fake love.
But there was nothing fake about the emotions tumbling around in my stomach.
Or the knowledge that it couldn’t last.
Dyrel
What a night!
Loud music.
Flashing lights.
Writhing half-clad bodies.
Alcohol.
Fights.
And that was only at the first party! It got a lot wilder after that.
The first party was at a regular club in the heart of the city. As a regular guest, I was ushered into the VIP section. Ettana got bored and suggested an underground rave on the other side of town in a disused temple.
The police tended not to enforce the law so strictly over there. We were out in the middle of nowhere and no one could be affected by the music, so what harm were we doing?
Enough to call the police, apparently.
Once the rave was shut down, we moved the party over into my apartment. I don’t know what time I went to sleep but I remember having drunken sex with Ettana… Vaguely.
The perfect end to a perfect evening.
Even better, this morning I had nothing to do but recover and prepare for another wild outing tonight.
Nothing to do…
I sensed there was something I was meant to do…
But what?
Something important, I seemed to recall. Something I shouldn’t have forgotten…
It wasn’t there.
It couldn’t have been that important if I couldn’t remember it, could it?
I smacked my lips. My throat was dry and sore. From all the shouting? The singing? The drinking?
The kissing?
My head felt like it’d been stuffed with cotton wool pompoms and a headache thumped at my temples.
My eyes opened like rusty garage doors. Did someone pour sand in them while I was asleep?
I peered at Vicky lying in the bed beside me. The bare skin of her leg showed and her big breasts lay pressed against my arm.
I sighed with satisfaction. Life didn’t get better than this.
The girl’s name was Ettana. She was my partying partner. We slept together sometimes. I slept with other partners too. Just as she no doubt did. It was nice to enjoy a different flavor from time to time.
I never strung anyone along. I always made it clear what the relationship was and what it wasn’t. They were always happy to go along with it. They enjoyed it as much as I did. Once they decided they wanted something else, something “more,” as they termed it, we ended the relationship as friends and went our separate ways.
No harm, no foul.
I saw Ettana more often than the others and not for the first time, I wondered if she was expecting something “more” from our relationship. She always denied it but I couldn’t help but get a sneaking suspicion she might. She was a lot of fun to be around. A good friend, nothing more.
I shut my eyes and let myself drift back to sleep.
Someone cleared their throat.
I turned my head in the direction of the noise. The room continued to sway even though my head had stopped moving. I shut my eyes, feeling sick to my stomach, and waited for the world to cease spinning.
“You shouldn’t be in here,” I said, unable
