Love Is Alien

Chapter 18 The First Reality Check

After two weeks of hellacious trips to the bathroom, probing questions, and skeptical colleagues, Wyatt walked the familiar path, more than ready to return. As he made his way back to their room in a plain white T-shirt and sweatpants, he never felt more like a victim.

The empty halls remained quiet at this time of night, so he had no one to distract him from his heavy thoughts. Flashes of Adam taking Eve before his very eyes seared into his mind. He shook his head angrily as he reached their door. The sight of it used to fill him with joy. Now, he felt numb.

Eve sat with her legs crossed on the floor, carefully watching the doorknob and the shadows underneath. She felt him approach before the handle began to turn. A huge grin covered her face as she stood, waiting to ambush him with love.

He walked through the door with little to no energy left. Eve launched at him, kissing every bit of skin she could reach. When he flinched with her embrace, she frowned, using every bit of self-restraint to back off. He touched her shoulder as he tried to smile but didn't even come close. "Slow down, lovely."

She positively vibrated with the urge to mush her skin against his. "But I've missed you so much! I ache for you!" Her tone began as urgent, but it sounded more like a plea by the end of her sentence.

A smile flickered across Wyatt's lips as he stepped forward to hug her before she combusted. "There's a lot we need to talk about," he began but didn't know how to continue. "There's no easy way to say this, so I'm just going to say it. The board blames me for Adam's death."

"What?! Why? I killed Adam! I told them to their faces!" Eve flushed in anger as the thought of her lover taking the punishment for her actions made her boil. "I don't understand. Why would they blame you?"

He gently took her hands with a small sigh. "I'm the only employee they can hold responsible, so it's my fault. I have to resign -- I'm sorry. You'll have a new handler soon. I stupidly thought my love would be enough to protect you."

A wild glint reflected in her amber eyes as she stamped her foot with force. "No! I'm going with you, or I'll leave this world. They can't stop me!" Tears began to gather under her eyes as she sniffled and wiped at her face to keep them at bay.

Wyatt kneeled to bury his face into her toned but slightly protruding waist. "Why did Adam hate me? He mentioned a tradition that you broke?" He couldn't bring himself to look into her soulful eyes, but the trembling of her skin calmed the longer he held on.

"While you've been healing and sorting out the mess Adam made, I've been learning about your world. I understand that my relationship with Adam would be strange to you since I called him my brother. He is sort of like my brother, just like all of my species are related and interlinked."

As he stood, he carried Eve to the bed and sat her down. "You have children with Adam, don't you?"

She nodded, full of shame. "Yes, many."

"He brutalized us both out of jealousy? I thought you said your species didn't get attached until you had a bond. Did you have a bond with Adam?" While his questions hit the heart of the matter, his voice dropped with each word.

"We only get one bond, and I chose you," she whispered as she kept steady eye contact. "I made a mistake. In the past, I had children with Adam first. He always accompanies me as my escort. I didn't know his attachment had become toxic." Unable to hold back, big tears pooled and then streaked down her face.

Wyatt stood to gather her in his arms, stroking her back to soothe her nerves. "I think I understand. I might explain some of this, but they will investigate every crevasse. I need to wake up Adam's replacement tomorrow. Then I need to pack my things. I'm afraid I can't let you come with me -- I'm not enough to protect you or our child. I'm unfit."

Eve roughly took his face in her hands, kissing him with the pent-up frustration that an alien pregnant with twins, forced into a fourteen-day sexual hiatus, could muster. He moaned as she bit his lip and shoved him down onto the bed. "You're mine, and I'm yours. Stop trying to leave me behind!"

As she smacked Wyatt's chest in protest, he caught her wrists and flipped their positions. His hands ran up her sides as his heart beat faster, sending blood to the one place he needed it most. "I don't want to leave you behind. Damn it! Without you, I can't even think!" He slammed his fists down into the bed, well away from her.

"Tell me why you want me to stay!" She demanded as she clutched at his t-shirt to keep him from fleeing. "Why do you think so little of yourself?" Her voice cracked as she asked, but she finally managed to slow down the steady flow of tears.

"I'm ashamed that I can't protect our family and that Adam, despite his homicidal rage, probably made for a much better addition to your gene pool." He sat up, releasing his grip on her hands as he did. Pacing to the door, then back to the bed, he ran a frustrated hand through his hair.

Eve followed him with her eyes as she thought about how to make him understand. The longer he walked, the more frustrated he seemed to become. She closed the distance between them with a determined strut and weaved her arms underneath his shirt. "Let me take it off, or I'll rip it off. I will show you how much you mean to me, but you should know it will take all night."

Any thought of protest vanished with the fiery lust in her bright amber eyes. Wyatt let her strip him, flinching slightly as her hands ran over the sides of his hips. "Fuck, I love you so much!" He nearly growled as he took off her billowing top to reveal more ample tits than he remembered. "I didn't think you could turn me on more, but these," he cupped her breasts with pure adoration, "are magnificent!"

As Eve pushed him toward the bed again, she answered, "I had to slow the baby bump progression, but I couldn't stop all the changes. My breasts grow bigger by the day!"

"I'd call that a perk," Wyatt contributed with a grin as they shed their remaining clothing items.

"You would because you don't have to carry them!" She laughed as she complained until his mouth found a nipple while his hand massaged the other. "The man you're waking up tomorrow will keep everyone happy. Just remember he's not loyal to anyone but me," she whispered in a low voice so the surveillance recording them wouldn't pick it up.

"I'll carry them for you anytime," he offered as she pinned him against the bed. "Hey, I'm not finished yet!" Giving her a slight, almost imperceptible nod, he let her maintain control as her lips made their way down his body to his growing, veiny cock.

As Eve's lips kissed and then took him into her mouth, he began to expand rapidly. She could tell he hadn't touched himself since they separated. "Oh my, you're ready to burst," she cooed, withdrawing long enough to make him groan impatiently. "Tell me, where do you want to cum?"

"Swallow me," Wyatt bellowed loud enough to cause a passing nurse's aide to blush and listen at the door a moment.

Happy to comply, she took him as far as she could, hitting his balls only as he climaxed. Trembling with his release, he filled her mouth as her tongue urged his cum down her eager throat.

Outside, a brunette's curls bounced as the intern took down Eve and Wyatt's bedroom number and ran down the hall fast enough to draw the attention of our favorite punky redhead.

"Hello, Debra. Why do you look flushed?" Gwen asked, wearing an air of inconvenience and a hand on her hip.

"The residents in room three hundred and seven... they're... it's super loud! I couldn't help myself, ma'am." The young girl, barely legal age, kept her gaze glued to the floor.

Gwen examined Debra with a raised brow as she tried not to laugh out loud. "That would be Dr. Thornton and Eve," she explained as she tilted the young girl's head. "Believe me. Eve can make anyone sing. I hear they're waking up a new male tomorrow. You should check him out when you get a chance. I know he'll be looking for volunteers."

The mere suggestion sent Debra running for the hills, clutching her clipboard to her chest as if it could save her from the sins of the facility.

Gwen chuckled and shrugged as the tiny girl faded from sight. "More for me."