Earth, 12 a.m.
Jennie just finished cleaning when the hairs on the back of her neck began standing on end. Like she walked across carpet with fuzzy socks on. She turned around and looked all around the store; to see if she could explain the feeling. All she saw was the empty parking lot and of course her beat up little, red Toyota Corolla.
She saved for months before buying the little, rust heap, but it was one of the few things she truly owned. It was the one thing that was also the most dependable. When it wasn't acting like it had a mind of its' own.
Shaking herself slightly, she moved to go behind the counter when she heard a loud zip and pop noise. The sound was like electricity flowing through wires or the crackle of static buildup. It startled her because of how loud it was that she almost didn't notice a bright flash of white light or the opening of a large, pulsing... dare she think it... portal in her parking lot?
Out walked two large males. One with with a silver mohawk and the other with dark, close cropped hair. They walked side by side in her parking lot heading towards the entrance of her gas station. Jennie was trying to decide if she should run, call the police, or try to lock the door before they could reach it.
The taller of the two males caught her attention though and she was almost positive he was at least 6'7''. His shoulders were broad and he abs for days on his stomach. He had some really strange, black tribal tattoos on his shaved portion of his head and he wore no shirt. She also noticed there was similar dark, swirling tattoos on his thick arms and sculpted chest. His skin tone was a nice natural tan. As if he spent a lot of time outside.
His face was something most females would drool over and that included her as well. Square jaw, high cheekbones, and full, sinful lips that can drive a female wild. She could feel her temperature rising as she gave him the once over and noticed his attire.
On his feet looked like soft, dark suede leather boots that went about mid-calf. The pants he wore looked loose and comfortable. They appeared to made out of the same dark material as his boots. They were closer now and she could almost see bits of those same dark tribal tattoos on his lean hips above his low riding pants. Jennie also noticed that his hips were the same tone as the rest of his body and had the strangest urge to lick the tattoos.
I wonder if those tattoos are on just his bite-able hips or maybe all down his legs? Jennie thought a moment before she shook herself out of a stupor. There was no reason to drool over the male right now. She had to either move her body or she was about to find out what kind of... aliens?
"Oh my god! Real fucking aliens," she said panic-stricken before she rushed towards the doors with the intent on locking them.
Ignes noticed the female as soon as he stepped through the portal and was nearly knocked over with shock! The female before him was his true mate! One look, and his tattoos were tingling all over. A sign from the Goddess herself that this woman was indeed his and his alone.
She finally turned around and looked in their direction with a surprised look on her appealing face. It was as if she never saw a portal before in her life. Maybe she hasn't and he had to resist shaking his head at her primitive species. He kept his eyes on his little mate and began noticing all her alluring assets.
Such as the fine details of her long, brown hair and how they were interesting light colored strands scattered all over. The light inside made those lighter pieces glow with almost a surreal quality. The color of her skin was like the finest honeyed-cream. Her frame wasn't too shabby either. What he could see of it in her loose shirt and pants she wore. He hoped she was as lush and curvy as her large breasts were. They were outlined fairly well in her shirt and he had the strangest urge to put his mouth on them.
The notion took him off guard and he had to squash it before he got an erection. Now was not the place to do the mating dance. He had to grab his mate and get them back to his home planet Tnari and then back to his home that was located in western Lani. There he would take his time learning her secrets and to see if her skin tasted as sweet as it appeared.
He quirked his mouth upwards a bit when she finally got over her shock and started running towards the door. Then he noticed a weird scent in the air and took a deep breath. Fear. Tnarian males were blessed with heightened senses and strength. Due to the warring like state of their home planet and because each Biome blessed their strongest warriors with exceptional gifts.
Right now, the mate that Khuri Vorta saw in her vision feared him and he didn't like this at all. A female should not fear her mate. Ignes really didn't like the sounds of Earth from stories of old, but he truly despised this world now that he set foot on this planet. Females should never be made to fear a male. Specially one as honorable as a Prime.
"Andan, she fears us. We must get to her quickly. For I think she is going to try and to use that weak barrier to keep us out. Khuri Vorta explained to me that she may try this and not to break anything on our visit," he said softly and began to run towards the clear like barrier.
Andan nodded to his Prime and followed him. They both swiftly reached what appeared to be a door with the same kind of barrier as the larger pieces and the female stopped short. Her mouth made a little "o" shape and she spun quickly around to run towards the back of the strange building.
Both males flung the door like structures open and ran after the Earth female. She was small to Tnarian standards and Ignes had to be careful when he tackled her to not allow her to fall beneath him. He was afraid of crushing the small Earthling female beneath his much larger frame.
However, he didn't expect the floor to greet him so harshly nor did he expect the female to fight like a Doshoua male in the throes of mating heat. The jarring he received from landing on his back almost made him lose his grasp on his female, but he held firm. Now if he could get her to calm down and not bite or scratch him so they could leave before the portal expired, that would be a great feat.
"Let me go! Let me go," Jennie yelped as she tried to free herself from the male alien.
Jennie was fighting the male beneath her as violently as she could. When she saw that the two males made it to the doors before she could lock them, she quickly turned on her heel to run. She figured if she could lock herself up in the restroom until they lost interest and left, she might have a fighting chance at survival. Surely no aliens would want her.
Her body was about average with maybe a few extra pounds. Probably from all that chocolate she loved to consume on an almost daily basis. Her mother always did say that that stuff would go straight to her ass. But, Jennie never really minded. All her past boyfriends didn't see anything wrong with her. Just her odd obsession with sci-fi and her vast collection of various nerdy memorabilia.
Usually when a boyfriend got to see her "collection" in one of her spare bedrooms it was a no go. Even males from the various conventions she liked to visit seemed to think she was eccentric and after a few weeks kicked her to the curb.
She told herself it was nothing and she could handle being on her own. But, she just couldn't believe her bad luck with men. Now she was trying to get away from a real bonafide alien. He was sexy as hell, but he was still an alien. Who knew what he would do to her if they got her on their ship. If they even had a ship. Jennie had to shake herself out of her own thoughts and then heard the rumbling sound of his voice! God that voice was sexy as sin!
He began talking gently, but she couldn't understand what he was saying. All she could make out were "ow", "eet", and "nen" noises. He definitely didn't speak English and that finally made her clamp her teeth down on a hand that tried to control her wrists. The male below her let out a yelp before rolling over and crushing her body beneath his. What a body it was too! All lean muscle and a crisp scent she never encountered before. Like a forest after a rainstorm with just the right hint of musk. Jennie had to resist burying her nose near his chest and taking a deep breath.
Mr. Mohawk then grabbed both of her wrists and adeptly put them above her head. He stared down into her eyes and Jennie gasped. He had no pupils! His irises were a solid bright green with gold, metallic flecks near the outer rim. They were both eerily beautiful and disturbing at the same time. He also had a tiny scar on the left side of his lips. She had the strangest urge to lick it.
The other male said something to the one on top of her and broke whatever spell she was under. However, that didn't stop the male holding her from getting a massive erection. If that thing poking her in the stomach was any indication. Jennie didn't know if she wanted to be flattered or scared as hell. But, obviously rape was not on their minds, yet.
Prime Ignes felt his cock getting hard from all her wriggling and couldn't help but notice the brief scent of arousal from her when he flipped on top of her. Which caused his already achy cock to throb almost painfully in his pants. Apparently his future mate like to be dominated and that was something he didn't mind in the least. After all, he was Prime and an alpha male. Ignes was about to take that very moment to see if her arousal was true, when his Second reminded him of the portal outside.
Sighing, he brought his female with him off the floor and then slung her writhing form over his left shoulder. She began hitting his back with her tiny fists, but he slapped her on her nice, round ass and heard her gasp before she went still. He saw his friend roll his eyes before reaching for the bag at his hips.
Andan walked around to where the female was and she looked up at him with strange eyes. They were both blue and green at the same time and had dark centers that would randomly focus. They were so alien that he almost forgot what he was doing. He quickly reached in the pouch and pulled out a small pinch of powdered Muda root. It was a type of sleeping draught and was potent in a dry form.
He brought it up to the female's face who tried to move away but it was too late. She inhaled quickly when he got close and in doing so, she ended up breathing in a bit of the sleep agent. He hoped he didn't drug her to much, because shortly after she went limp and was sound asleep.