Out of this World by L.M. Brown
A Male/Male Romance
A short recap since it has been so long...
Mistaken prophet Rick has been abducted from a disastrous blind date by sexy alien Xenon. With more aliens eager to steal him away Rick has agreed to act as Xenon's whore to fool the others into thinking that is all he is. Not that this is a great hardship and he soon falls into bed with Xenon in truth. Now if only he could get the talking bed to shut up...
The sound of banging coming from the door pulled Rick from his lust-induced stupor. “Xenon?”
Xenon’s fingers, currently stroking his balls, didn’t stop. “Ignore her and she’ll go away.”
Rick closed his eyes. How much was he supposed to be able to ignore? First a talking bed and now some unknown female outside the door.
“It’s only Affie,” Xenon informed him, as though that would make a difference.
“Don’t you think you should answer her?” Rick asked, his voice sounding breathless to his own ears.
“She’ll get bored and go bother someone else soon.”
Xenon’s forked tongue flicked one of his nipples and Rick gasped even as he wondered when his shirt had been pushed up out of the way. “How soon?”
“Xenon, open this damned door now!” Affie didn’t seem inclined to leave just yet.
“Any minute now…” Xenon muttered.
“I swear if you don’t open this door I’ll bloody well melt it down.”
Rick whimpered as Xenon pulled away from him and turned to face the door. “You wouldn’t dare.”
“Try me,” Affie yelled back. “Now let me in before you do something stupid like letting the human fuck you.”
Xenon turned and hit one of the buttons at the head of the bed and their naked counterparts vanished.
Rick knew without being told the mood had gone and he put his clothes to rights as Xenon scrambled off the bed and walked towards the door. If it had been a regular door it would have been flung open hard enough to damage the hinges.
The tiny woman on the other side of the door was not what Rick was expecting at all. She was at least a head shorter than both himself and Xenon, though her untamed flyaway green hair added to her height.
Without waiting for an invitation Affie barged into the room and closed the door behind her. She barely gave Rick a glance before turning to the captain and looking him over carefully. “I see I’m just in time,” she said.
“That’s a matter of opinion,” Xenon muttered. Affie ignored him as she flopped down gracefully onto the sofa.
Rick perched on the end of the bed as he watched the self-assured captain squirm under the gaze of the tiny woman.
“Well, aren’t you going to introduce us?” Affie finally asked.
Xenon looked at Rick and gestured vaguely to Affie. “Rick, Affie. Affie, Rick.”
Affie shook her head. “Pitiful, truly pitiful. Anyone would think you’d been dragged up in the jungle.” She turned to Rick with a bright smile. “I am Princess Aphrodite of the Oaken Clan of the planet Arania. I hope you’ll think of me as a sister.”
“Princess?” Rick wondered what she was doing out here in the middle of nowhere in an unprotected spaceship.
“Hard to believe isn’t it?” Xenon commented. “She forgot to add stowaway to her list of titles.”
Affie grinned unrepentantly. “Someone had to keep an eye on you.”
“I don’t need anyone to watch over me.”
“Of course you do. If I hadn’t interrupted, your human would no doubt be buried balls deep in your arse by now.”
Xenon’s eyes narrowed dangerously. “I know. And if you leave we can get back to that.”
“You can’t fuck each other,” Affie insisted. “Didn’t you read the elders’ report about the prophet?”
Xenon looked as confused as Rick felt. “I read most of it.”
“Didn’t you read the bit about the prophet’s role on Arania?”
“Of course I did! He’ll save our world from dying.”
“He’ll also be bound to the heir to the clan.”
“You know what Argon is like. If he knows you’ve had him first he’ll refuse to bond and doom us all.”
“I wasn’t planning on telling him,” Xenon pointed out.
“What do you mean by bound?” Rick asked, though he had a suspicion he might know the answer to that one.
“It’s something like a marriage,” Xenon explained. “Only more permanent.”
“I thought you were going to take me home after all this?” Rick stood up and stalked over to his host. “You never said anything about getting married to some strange bloke.”
“Argon isn’t that strange,” Affie interrupted with a smile. “He’s very sought after by men and women across the universe.”
Rick ignored her and continued to glare at Xenon. “Xenon?”
Xenon looked away and drew in a deep breath. “After you’ve met Argon you won’t want to go home anyway. No one ever does. He’s irresistible to everyone and once you’ve shared his bed you’ll never wish to leave it.”
“That’s not the point. You said you’d take me home!”
Affie snickered. “Oh I like him. Though I imagine Argon might be expecting someone a little more pliant.”
Rick spared Affie a glare before turning his attention back to Xenon. “Why didn’t you mention I was going to have to marry this prince of yours?”
Xenon sighed and shook his head. “I didn’t keep it from you deliberately. Things have just happened so quickly. Besides, you don’t believe you’re the prophet anyway.”
“But you believe it,” Rick whispered. “I know you do. So, what was the plan? Spend the next month fucking to pass the time on the trip and then turn me over to your prince so he can take his turn?”
“It wasn’t like that.”
“Wasn’t it? Why not turn me over to those creatures on board as well? Let everyone have a turn at fucking the human.”
“You’re being unreasonable.”
“Am I? Pretending to be your whore was supposed to save me from slavery, but when we get to your world I’m going to be forced to marry a man I’ve never met. Tell me Xenon, what’s the fucking difference?”
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