My Alien Thief Deleted Scene

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This NSFW scene occurs in the middle of My Alien Thief after Stella and Tor have decided to leave the Lodestar and visit Tor’s home. They are already bonded and totally in love. They are both surprised by how strong the bond is and have trouble keeping it under control during the ride. Once they arrive, they share some schmexy time on the bike. This deleted scene contains minimal spoilers and can be read before or after reading My Alien Captor or My Alien Thief. I hope you enjoy it. You can read the rest of My Alien Thief on Amazon free in Kindle Unlimited.

Deleted Scene Chapter 1 - Free and Wild

Stella

The shuttle deposited us on a landing pad, and we said thank you and goodbye to Leehem. A team of male warriors approached us and helped to unload all the gear we had packed. They were wearing purple kilts like Tor's. They were strapped up with swords and weapons and they all had beautiful hair and green horns. I had to keep my eyes from bulging out of my head as they walked around us.

Tor seemed unimpressed with the massive base Vonne had on Aziza. Add that to his mothership and he had a serious military force going. He kept his focus fully on Ursa. He gripped her handlebars and she levitated out onto the flat loading area behind the shuttle. "Hop on." He patted the seat and his eyes glinted.

The warriors attached our bags of belongings to the back of the bike. My heart had just stopped pitapatting from the exciting ride in a shuttle, and the thought of getting on a hoverbike with Tor freaked me out a little.

I'd flown in the buggy with him before. I didn't know why Ursa felt so different, but she did. Maybe because I knew how much she meant to him. Communication time. Relationships were about expressing your needs, right? And this was supposed to be my mate forever, so…

"I feel a little intimidated by Ursa." She sounded like the other woman in a love triangle. It was crazy, but she was literally the only female he'd ever loved.

His brow creased. "You haven't ridden a hoverbike before?"

I cleared my throat. "We don't have those on Earth. Not yet. We have motorcycles, but their wheels stay on the ground. I haven't ridden one of those. I've ridden on a scooter a few times." I shrugged. God, I felt so lame in front of him. He zoomed around his home planet killing and pillaging on that bike, and I'd never ridden anything remotely as cool. I'd look like a big dork if I sat on it. I was wearing a pretty purple kilt, and my butt would, without a doubt, look huge on the back of his bike.

He crossed his arms and squinted at me. "Earth sounds very primitive."

"I guess it is in many ways." My heart stung as I thought back to my home planet. I wondered what was happening there. How my mom was doing. My clients had probably all moved on to other stylists. Did anybody miss me?

He grumbled and stared at me for a long time in confusion. I don't think I'd been very clear. 

"Get on," he repeated his command. It was a simple request.

I don't know what held me back, but fear gripped me like an iron fist around my feet. "I'm nervous."

He frowned. "Why? You have flown with me before. I am a capable pilot."

"I know. I know." Okay. Time to tell him the truth. I wasn't afraid of flying on it with him. "Ursa is very… open." I picked at a hangnail on my thumb. "We'll be exposed. Everyone will see you're with me. I look so different from the females here, and I don't really know how to—Oof!"

His shoulder pressed into my belly, folding me in half. Suddenly I was staring at the bumpy gray pavement with Tor's arm over the backs of my thighs as he carried me to the bike. He mumbled the cuss words I knew without the translator by now. "Blexing blex. Giving me driff when we need to get going. My mate wants to be spanked. She likes it too much so she makes driff up to anger me."

I huffed a laugh. "I—"

His hand rubbed in a circle at the crease of my thigh and my butt and I held my breath. 

"Do not doubt me, my pet. Do not test my patience like this. Not only will I make your arse glow a deep bronze, I'll fuck you on the bike in front of all these beings." A quick smack thudded off my butt cheek. It didn't hurt. It was playful but strong enough that I felt a little sting. The hot touch of his hand there sent a jolt of desire through me, and I was suddenly very aware of the muscles of his shoulder rubbing against my clit between my legs. I might have moaned a little.

"Zenas, save me. I need to get her home first," he grumbled to the sky.

I was waiting for another love tap when he flung me over and plopped my big ass on the leather seat of the bike, my legs spread awkwardly around it. 

He took my foot and propped it on a flat plate and did the same on the other side. "This is how you do it. You wrap your arms around me and hold on tight. I won't let you fall. We won't crash."

"You promise?" I just needed some reassurance from him that this was okay. That I was meant to be with him on Ursa, on his planet, going to his home. Me. The plus-sized girl from Vegas with a fucked up mom and a pathetic history with men.

"I promise." He leaned close and his hot masculine scent tickled my nose as he drew a long lick of his tongue up the side of my face. "I have the sexiest mate in the galaxy. Every male and half the females will glow with envy when they see you with me. When they see my horns have paled, they will know we have a rare, sacred bond coveted by almost every being on this planet. Something I never thought I'd have, so now that I got it, I'm gonna show it off, and I'm not worried about anything. Okay?"

God, I loved it when he used American slang. "Okay," I replied, breathless. My muscles relaxed, and the tingles on my face helped to calm me down.

"We're also a prime target for the Interfectors. Now, I'm not intimidated by them, and I'm always up for a fight, but I'd rather mate with you in my den than battle a bunch of cretins, so we need to get a move on."

My skin prickled. I'd forgotten the Interfectors had hunted him, and if they knew I was his mate, they would come after me. I'd claimed I wasn't afraid, so now was my chance to be true to my word. Big girl panties time. I sat up straighter on the bike and pressed my lips firmly together. "Ready to proceed, Captain." I gave him a sharp salute with my right hand.

He looked at me like I'd gone insane. "That's an interesting little move there."

"It means I'm at your command. Ready to follow orders."

He chuckled as his eyebrows quirked. "If only it were true."

"I mean it. I'll do what you say to get us there safely." I winked and gave him a sweet smile.

He smirked and handed me his helmet. "We shall see."

The helmet was the same one he was wearing when I'd met him. It looked great after all it had been through. It had space for his horns at the top, and it was much too big for me. It wobbled like a fish bowl on my head.

"How long is the ride?" My voice echoed in my ears.

His big arms came up and fiddled with the helmet. I felt the soft fabric growing tighter around my ears. "I don't know," he said absently as he pushed in what I thought were the holes for the horns. It was like the helmet was made of putty he could form to my head. Once he was satisfied with the fit, he pulled out the device that Vonne had given him and then glanced back at me. "About six hours."

He climbed on in front of me, and I became up close and personal with his shoulders, his swords, and the fabric of his kilt. His tail was also there. Right between my legs. He flicked it to the middle, and it stared me right in the face. The jewelry on it matched the ones on his dick. Rings and bars. It wasn't a weapon. It was for looks and possibly for pleasure, and it looked good on him and definitely pleasured me.

I wrapped my hands around his waist, smashing his tail between my breasts. He curled the end of it over my shoulder and it pressed flat down my back. He was holding onto me.

My hands didn't touch in the front, but he was shirtless underneath his kilt. I dug my fingers into his abs, which had hard ridges like handles that I could hold onto. He tugged my knees forward so my crotch was pulled up tight to his back and the base of his tail rubbed against my clit. The swords angled out over my knees.

My groan echoed in the helmet. This position was so intimate. I could stay here for a week if he needed me to.

He pressed my fingers harder into his stomach. "Don't distract me while I'm flying," he threw back over his shoulder. "I need to concentrate."

I nodded. "Have you ever been here before?" I asked him.

"Nai."

Great. Unknown territory. Nice and safe.

"What's this place called?"

"Fragraskoreik Grosfogr."

It didn't translate to mean anything, and I wasn't even going to attempt the click in the middle. "Okay then."

The engine whirred below us, and I sucked in a nervous breath as the bike levitated. He looked so sexy and relaxed on Ursa. Like he was meant to fly her. I felt honored to be part of his world.

One of Vonne's men gave us the okay, and we zipped through the exit of the military compound. 

We took off flying over the ground. The area just outside the compound was sandy with nothing but rocks, similar to Crone, but the sand was white instead of orange. As he picked up speed, green and purple plants dotted the ground. 

A bright and happy heat radiated through Tor's scales. He was finally flying on Ursa after his crash in Crone. I felt it too. Riding free and wild was never something I thought I'd do, but now that I'd had a taste of it, I was never giving it up. I loved this, and I loved Tornoc Roth.

Deleted Scene Chapter 2 - Are We There Yet?

Stella

I was resting with my eyes closed in my helmet head using his back as a pillow, when he straightened and touched my hand on his belly.

I perked up to peer over his shoulder. I had to stretch to see, but in the distance, black rock mountains rose from the horizon. The sun had moved behind them and illuminated their plateaus with a rim of violet beams. Low, silver clouds blocked my view of the base of the mountain, and I was excited to get there and see it up close. 

"That's awesome."

He chuckled and squeezed my thigh as he tugged me closer. His tail also perked up and swished between my legs. My hands wandered lower. It was like hugging a carved granite boulder. His muscles were hard, but the scales smoothed down like leather when he was calm. 

On one pass, I brushed the tip of his cock. The suckers at the end actually poked under his belt and out through the top of the kilt to suck onto my knuckles, which reminded me of all the other things they could suck. I teased his cock jewelry, tugging on it until he flinched, finding out about his pain threshold down there, which was pretty fucking high.

His tail constantly drummed against my clit and swayed between my breasts, sometimes brushing my nipples and toying with the hard peaks. It was the most erotic bike ride I'd ever been on, and I couldn't wait to find somewhere private and become a human vibrator for Tor again. 

As we approached the mountain, I could see the outlines of a lush, deep purple and dark green forest under a thin layer of low-lying silver clouds. He flew the hoverbike under the brush and deftly maneuvered between massive tree trunks. The brush blocked the brightest rays of the sun that had been shining down on us for most of the trip, and I was grateful for the break. The humidity of the forest fogged up the visor of my helmet.

I welcomed the relative privacy of the undeveloped forest, even if it was a little damp and made my clothes stick to my skin. I held him tighter and squealed a little as we finally slowed to a stop in front of a big tree. I didn't see any buildings.

Where was his house? He cut the engine and parked the bike. All the lights went off and the roaring hum between my legs finally stopped.

I rubbed his chest one last time. I'd had full access to it for many hours, and I'd memorized every contour. To tease him, I pinched one of his nipples, and his tail flicked quickly between my legs. I sucked in a sharp breath and asked. "Are we there yet?" I removed my hands and began to take off my helmet.

When he turned, his eyes had brightened to a fluorescent canary yellow, his slit pupils almost disappeared. The scales on his chest were already swelling and darker. His leg swung over, and he turned to reach for my hips. I braced on his shoulders, thinking he was going to lift me, but I felt something tearing at my belt. He ripped it off with my kilt and poked my skin with sharp claws as he shredded my underwear. "Tor!"

He stripped off his swords and kilt quickly. Oh yeah, his body was already changing like it had done before. His scales were bigger, his head seemed larger, fangs protruding more. Extraordinary. I licked my lips as I took in my monster boyfriend.

"I told you not to test my patience or I'd fuck you on the bike." His demon voice raked over my spine like lava. I was already wet between my legs when Tor climbed back on the bike. He was naked except for his necklace of bones and his tall boots. The heat from his skin surged through me. He didn't waste any time with kisses. Instead he pulled my head back by my hair and sunk his teeth directly into my neck at the point where he'd marked me. Rougher and harder than he ever had before. I gasped and drew a breath through my teeth at the pinch of pain. Then the heat flooded my neck and it began to vibrate.

"Oh God."

I didn't think I could handle it if he pierced my other spots, but somehow I managed not to pass out as he bit my nipples and laid forward on the bike to aim between my legs. I titled my hips for him so he could reach it and yes! Just like before, instant fire and throbbing at my core pulsed through me.

"Grab my horns." He lifted me by my hips, and I reached up for the massive curved projections from his head. "Good girl. Ready for your punishment?"

"Yes," I breathed. I was ready for anything he was willing to give me.

He moved me around like I weighed nothing and landed my opening on the tip of his cock. I moaned.

But he didn't enter me. He slid me back down until my clit was pressed firmly to the side of his dick, and it began to vibrate. I trembled and shook as the vibration became too much. I almost lost hold of his horns, but I held on because he'd told me to. He wasn't even touching me when an orgasm ripped through me. My head fell back, and his mouth landed on my neck. 

"Beautiful," I vaguely heard him say from a distance, but when I opened my eyes, he was right there in my face. "I've been thinking of all the ways I want to fuck you, but now that we're here, I want it just like this. You facing me, holding my horns.

He raised me up again and lowered me onto his cock. He groaned, and his mouth opened in a silent cry. I kissed up his chest and his neck as I felt him stretch and fill me. His tail came up over his shoulder and teased my nipples.

Inside, his suckers began their caress, and his cock vibrated in resonance with my core. He leaned back on the seat and pulled me on top of him, pumping me up and down in an erotic massage.

He licked up my cheek as he plowed into me hard. I didn't think I could come again, but the ridges of his chiseled abs were hitting me just right, plus the vibrating cock, my vibrations, all the jewelry and the wonders of the suckers inside, and I was gone again soon. I rose, peaked, hovered, gasped, and finally took a breath. He was riding his climax out too as he roared a feral cry. He trailed his fangs along my neck as I struggled to catch my breath. His chest heaved as he breathed heavily.

"That was incredible."

"Aye. You are incredible, Stella. Don't tease me on the bike again."

"Oh, I'm totally teasing you every time we go for a ride if that's my punishment. You're too soft, Tor."

He rammed his still hard, still vibrating cock deep inside me. "This feel soft?"

My gosh, the thing had expanded and filled me even more. "It's the hardest substance known to man. It's a miracle how hard you are. On Earth we say hard as a diamond."

He chuckled and nuzzled my neck. "You make me happy."

My heart did a little flip and my chest warmed. I loved this big dude. "So are we there yet?" I laughed at my little inside joke with myself.

"Aye. Here." He waved his hand to a giant tree, three times bigger than any ancient sequoia back home.

"The tree?"

"Nai. Next to the tree." The huge bulb at the base of his cock started to get smaller, and I was able to focus a little better.

I looked more closely and saw a hunk of metal I had missed before. The entrance was covered up with a flat piece of wood. "You live in that thing?"

"I live in an old ship." He kissed up my neck to my lips and slowly disengaged where we were joined. 

A ship? Somehow I didn't think he meant a sailing ship. Did he mean a spaceship? Was that old hunk of junk an alien spaceship? Oh, my dad would've loved this.

His bright white come leaked from me onto the bike.

"We got Ursa dirty," I said, a little embarrassed.

He rubbed it in with his kilt like he was polishing her up. "Now she will smell of our bond. It is good."

I should've found that strange, but I didn't. Everything he did was starting to make total sense to me.