Seducing The Sacred Alien (SciFi Alien Ménage Romance) Read Free Page B

Geming's face and his body noticeably stiffened.
    "Farther than you could imagine."

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    Geming turned and started to walk away, but River scrambled to her feet and called after him.
    "You can't just leave us in here. What was that cube you got us out of and the silver snowflakes?"
    Geming turned back to look at her and she saw the gems flash green.
    "They weren't snowflakes," he said with a sharp edge of bitterness in the words, "they were information."
    "What do you mean?" Jordan asked.
    "They were information," he repeated. "They contain all of the history, the thoughts, memories, family trees, innovations, facts…everything about this planet is within them."
    This planet. River repeated the phrase in her mind, trying to process what it meant. Not only were they no longer on Earth, but this sexy, intense man standing in front of her was certainly not human.
    "What is that cube?" Jordan asked.
    Geming sighed and gestured for them to follow him, seemingly resigned to their continued presence. They moved deeper into the warehouse, passing through large sections of the walls that stood open like they had been abandoned partway through closing. He led them onto a set of metal stairs and River hesitated before stepping onto them.
    Jordan stepped close behind her and touched a warm hand to her lower back, offering encouragement and comfort as she moved up the stairs, the sound of their feet on the metal reverberating loudly through the warehouse. It made her relax, emboldening her enough to peer over the railing and count the remaining steps to the landing. She repeated the numbers as she climbed, putting each behind her until she finally stood on the landing at the top.
    Geming led them along a catwalk overlooking the empty floor of the warehouse below and into another room. This space had a soft yellow glow from illuminated strands that hung around the top of the walls. An odd assortment of furniture and other items filled the floor, creating the impression of an apartment thrown together from discarded odds and ends.
    He dropped down onto a low circular cushion and they followed suit, settling onto a thickly padded curved bench in front of him. He waited until they were still before he spoke again.
    "Everything that can be known by anyone born on this planet is within those bits of information you called snowflakes. Thousands of years ago, our kind traveled to your planet to create an alliance. These representatives agreed to help build a massive wall to aid in the protection of the country in exchange for the protection of our collective wisdom."
    "The Great Wall?" Jordan asked.
    Geming nodded not moving his eyes away from River.
    "It offers no benefit to the people of Earth, but it is everything to us. Only a very few authorized members of our society are allowed access to the information and can share it with others."
    "With the picture frames on the walls?" River asked.
    "Yes. These teachers can attract to them the information that they desire and display it on the screens. That is how they control who learns what information and when. It's meant to protect everyone."
    He didn't sound convinced that this was the actual result of the process and River leaned toward him. His body replied in kind and she could feel a strange, engaging heat building between them.
    "Are you a teacher?"
    "No. That is why they're after me."
    "Because you got near the cube?"
    River knew she sounded confused, but she was having difficulty following what Geming was saying.
    "The problem isn't the cube, it's the Wall. Everything we know as a collective is within the Wall. The elders stored it there after the completion of the Wall. You stepped through the portal between the two planets, something very few of either of our kinds have ever done."
    "Why?" River asked.
    Geming sighed and looked away, his eyes holding dark emotion that kept him from making eye contact with them.
    "That cube was not designed to teach, but to weaponize. Any of my kind