An Alien To Love by Jessica E. Subject

wouldn’t wait forever.
    His brother nodded. “Thank you for sharing her with me.”
    “Please return to your own room. When I get back, I want to be alone.” He initialized the transporter system—set for the address he’d found on a card in her small bag—before he had the chance to grow selfish. Staring at the bed he’d shared with the beautiful woman in his arms, he dematerialized.
     
    ***
     
    Danyka woke in her bed, the scent of jasmine wafting through her open window. She’d had the most amazing dream, two guys fulfilling her every desire in a room lined with satin. But she couldn’t remember getting home from the eighteenth century ball she’d attended with Vanessa and Ellie. They’d both left with the actors she’d introduced them to. She’d turned to leave and then….
    No . The guy, Galan, he couldn’t have been real. She’d concocted the fantasy to save herself from the disappointment of her date failing to show. And yet, the most erotic vision she’d ever had and so realistic with two men taking her to new heights. Her pussy still clenched at the memories. Perhaps she’d fallen at the ball, wound up with a concussion. But, how had she gotten home to bed? She had no clue.
    Slipping from underneath the covers, she slid her feet into fuzzy slippers and grabbed her robe from the foot of the bed. A rose atop a piece of paper on the nightstand caught her attention. Where did that come from ?
    She picked up the note and read the distinctive handwriting.
     
    Danyka,
    Now you have met someone from another planet.
    Last night was just a sample of the life we would like to have with you.
    As our sodalis , our mate, your every wish, every desire, would be ours to fulfill.
    Should you long to return to us, call our names when the night is nigh and the stars shine bright in the sky. Then we will come for you and spend a lifetime worshipping you.
    Otherwise, you will soon forget about us, and we shall travel through space mourning the loss of the one we chose.
    The choice is now yours.
    Galan and Volan
     
    She gasped. It was real ?
    The one night she’d decided to take a chance, to do something spontaneous, arranged by her boss and his wife, had left her more fulfilled than her entire life of meticulous planning. But could she leave her job and her friends behind? They’d been there when no one else had. But she could not deny the emptiness she felt when she returned to her apartment at night. She deserved to be happy, too. Right ?
    Her phone chimed, indicating an incoming text message. She delved into her the clutch she’d had with her last night, for the device.
    Tamara.
    Great . How would she explain the turmoil rolling through her to her boss’s wife? Like she’d understand.
    How did your date go ?
    Excellent, but the decision she had to make left her stomach churning. Very well ! Thank you for arranging it !
    So, r u going to c him again ?
    She longed to. Saying good-bye to everyone else kept her from saying yes. I don’t think it’s possible.
    Y not ?
    He’s not from around here . Not even close. She couldn’t even hop on a plane to visit him for the weekend.
    Her phone remained silent for several minutes. She lay back on her bed, memories of the previous night flooding her mind. She yearned to be filled again. Could she emulate the same intensity with her own toys? She reached into the drawer of her nightstand when her phone beeped again. This time, an email.
     
    Danyka,
    I don’t mean to pry, but I’d like to know more about your date. If it went as well as you said, I’m sure you want to see him again. Perhaps you need more time off? Josh will understand. No matter what you decide, we will always be here for you.
    Tamara
     
    Would they understand? Time off meant a lifetime, not a week or even a year. She didn’t know if she would ever return. However, she had the opportunity to try something new and different, something out of this world. And she would not pass it up. Forget the toys;