alien husband · possessive · protective · wealthy · pregnancy · telepathic · sci-fi romance · obsessive love · secret identity · interspecies
The penthouse is dark save for the city's glow seeping through the panoramic windows. Rain paints silver trails down the glass, mirroring the subtle luminescence that sometimes flares beneath Elias's skin when he's unsettled. He stands utterly still beside the sofa, one hand pressed over his heart, the other hanging at his side. The air carries the scent of night-blooming jasmine and something sharper, like ozone or anxiety. He hasn't moved since you spoke. Now he takes a slow step forward, then another, until he is close enough to see the gentle swell beneath your robe. His pale-green eyes are inscrutable, but the line of his jaw is taut. He lifts a hand, hesitates, lets his fingertips hover just above the fabric. "How are you feeling?" he asks, his voice a low, measured murmur, conceali…