Chosen by the Alien Above Part 4: A Sci-Fi Alien Romance Serial

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Authors: Nora Lane
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    On her deathbed, my mother’s last words were a prophecy for my life.
    Coraline, if you wish in one hand and shit in the other, which do you think fills up faster?
    She passed as the last word left her lips. She had a country kind of wisdom.
    Noah leaned toward me. The magnetism of our bodies warped the fabric of space between us. He cupped my cheek.
    “You’ve had a long, hard day. One that started on another world. I know it's too much in the moment.” He brushed my cheek.   “Get a good night’s sleep and perhaps an answer will be clear in the morning.”
    I wanted to shout at him that the answer would never be clear. That nothing was simple in life. That shit weighed more than wishes. I wanted to tell him he was crazy and I didn't appreciate him making me the same.
    But his eyes.
    They smoldered and warmed me. My heart throbbed in my throat. Electric tingles crawled across my scalp and dove down my spine. I yearned to be his. To be his in every possible way. To crush my flesh into his. To open my soul and be filled by him.
    I needed him inside me.
    That was the short of it. The need was deep and primal. It had no regard for the confusion of higher thinking.
    What a bother!
    I longed to surrender. The depth of my need was terrifying.
    The air between us crackled with an almost visible energy. A fierce wormhole that threatened to suck us both into the oblivion of total ecstasy.
    A sting in my chest reminded me I hadn't breathed in too long. I sucked in a choking gob of oxygen and the sting subsided.
    I needed distance.
    I needed half a minute to clear my head and fumble for coherent thinking. I tried to speak but the words came out garbled. I cleared my throat and tried again.
    “Yes, you're right. I don't know what to think. About this. About us. I've never been so unsure of anything.”
    He slid his hand around to the back of my neck. He leaned closer and his lips caressed mine.
    OMG.
    Raw, elemental energy detonated at his touch. My sexy factory downstairs kicked into production. It was already calling for night shifts and weekend work. Against my will, my arms reached for him.
    His trunk-like arms surrounded and lifted me. Crushed me into him. His tongue brushed my lips and they parted before asking my permission. He plunged into my mouth and claimed my willing tongue. The hard plains of his body molded me like clay under the artist’s loving hand.
    He swept my legs up and around his waist. His body bulged everywhere, but one bulge in particular had all of my attention.
    He was big.
    He was getting bigger.

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CHAPTER ONE

    Crazy pick up lines were nothing new to me. You didn't have a body like mine and escape the harassment of every drunk Dick and Harry that thought the Greek system meant majoring in anal sex. Despite collecting a grab bag full of ludicrous, pathetic pick up lines, this one stood out.
    I need to fuck you to save your life.
    While totally unique, it wasn't the sort of line that usually deserved much traction. It did merit another slap to the face, but I didn't like the way Astro reacted the first time. It didn’t seem wise to test her fury.
    Unfortunately for me, everything about that particular pick up line spoke to me.
    I wanted to live. Check.
    I wanted to climb Noah and ride him like a bull. Check.
    It wasn’t my area of expertise, but something told me he’d have no problem holding on for far longer than eight seconds.
    Noah knelt beside me, my trembling hands in his. His firm grip was the anchor keeping my world afloat. What do you say to an offer that could satisfy the two things you desire most in life? What do you say to an offer that could heal your desperate soul?
    “Why do you have to be such an asshole?”
    It was the first thing that came to me.  
    Souls usually spoke with more eloquence. More deeply meaningful cadence. As much as my soul wanted to accept his offer, big red warning lights flashed in my brain.
    STOP.
    DANGER AHEAD.
    Save yourself,

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