“You are a scientist.”

  “Yes,” I answered, unwilling to give her more.

  “And they think you can cure Braga.” She held an air of arrogance herself, undaunted by my presence.

  “I’ve been told that if I don’t, I will never see the light of day again.”

  Her expression shifted enough I could swear I noticed a slight smile.

  “On the table, please.” She pointed without looking in my direction.

  I did was I was told, noticing the straps located on each corner of the cold steel. There was nothing that could have prepared me for a jolt of terror so significant I was suffocated. I gasped for air, shaking my head. If I could run, I would do everything my power to get away.

  “Relax. I’m not going to hurt you.”

  I gripped the edges, counting in my mind, screaming to find my courage.

  “You can lie down. This will take very little time and it will be painless.” Vlanea kept an even tone as she waited for me to respond. “And Kalek’s presence is not necessary. I am certainly not the one who will punish you.” A guttural hiss was followed by a clicking sound.

  “Whatever you say.” Shivering visibly, the moment I laid down, my entire body tensed. I was unable to stop the biting words. “I don’t want to be tied down. I can do nothing to you or any of your people. I have no weapon, no method off this rust bucket. I won’t be able to hurt you. I doubt you even know what a scalpel is.” I sensed the words riled her but instead of the anticipated harsh response, she chuckled.

  “Rust bucket.”

  “Your ship.” I allowed my own hiss.

  “Interesting term. Contrary to the actions of my male comrades, we aren’t monsters, Fiona. Certain aliens value life.” After the biting words, her smile was far too bright, completely changing her appearance. “And I do indeed know how to identify and use a scalpel as well as the majority of your planet’s medical equipment. While on Earth, I was able to partake in certain demonstrations. Medical personal on Cenzan are well trained. We’re required to be. Many Cenzan people are ill, unable to care for themselves. Medical science is my expertise, but many others on this rust bucket share in a certain level of my training.”

  “But you don’t like the captain. Do you?” I’d dared to ask the question for some crazy reason, but I gathered they’d been planning Earth’s takeover for some time. Perhaps Shandar held more secrets than I could understand.

  She eased my arms by my sides and to my surprise, rolled a simple sheet over my naked body. “Shandar is a very qualified leader and he chooses his officers well. Kalek is equipped to handle almost any Airtak in the fleet. He can outrun any solar shifting rust bucket. Braga is one of our top security officers, also excellent with intergalactic politics. Our defenses are far beyond any country on your planet or the majority of planets in several solar systems. He can easily annihilate any that he considers our enemy as necessary.”

  “That’s not what I asked.” Her statement was perfunctory. They were all well trained, similar to our military, refusing to give any unnecessary information.

  As if ignoring my question, she held a simple implement in her hand. “You are an interesting woman, already capturing Shandar’s favor. That will bode you well.”

  “But you will never approve,” I challenged.

  “Not my choice or my station. I do what I am told.” Her eyes seemed to control the piece of equipment and she moved her hand all the way down my body and back up, concentrating on my abdomen. When she was finished, she studied the results. “I have known Shandar since we were children. He is considered a great leader and will possibly save our people, but he is impetuous in his decisions, putting us all in danger. Your capture and the destruction of the government facility could mean the beginning of war. Our destiny is far too important.”

  News traveled fast. “There’s already a war waiting in the wings because of what they did to Braga and I assure you, no one will give a shit that I’m missing. What I consider blatantly wrong is that a facility was destroyed because of the misguided attempts of one asshole human. We were coming close to curing certain diseases, allowing a longer life of our people. Everything was destroyed because of lies. I won’t be a party to the bullshit. I can’t be. I will try and stop you.” As if my words held any credence.

  “The wars of mankind are different from ours.”

  “Not from what I’ve witnessed. Men and women imprisoned, fighting for scraps of food? You’re certainly powerful and you do have the upper hand. But you’re just as aggressive, and just as arrogant, determined that our race is less than acceptable.”

  Her look became hardened, her eyes narrowing. “You do understand your fate and that of your kind, at least to a point. But something you should keep in mind. You are considered one of the lucky ones.”

  “How so?” I looked away, my lower lip trembling. I was a stupid girl, baiting this woman who couldn’t care less whether I lived or died. “The prison will be lush?”

  “Only those who refuse to bow to our leadership will end up in a prison. We strive for peace. Hundreds, thousands of years of battles have made us weary.”

  “Then threatening and imprisoning isn’t the way to secure accommodations, Vlanea.”

  She snorted. “It seems we only know one method of battle, brutality.”

  “And my fate?” She knew more than she was telling, her disdain strong. They’d gone to planet after planet, taking resources, trying to find the right combination. Dear God.

  “You will mate as required by our Imperial laws. You will bear children, creating an entirely new breed, or so they hope. This will be your legacy and keep you alive.”

  Breed? I blinked several times. She wasn’t buying what she’d been told. “We aren’t compatible. We can’t be.”

  “Yes, our bodies are very compatible.”

  Another reason they’d selected our planet. And she’d been on the cutting edge of testing. Of that I had no doubt. “And what if I don’t agree?”

  “That won’t matter.” Vlanea shook her head.

  Shandar had told me I had no standing with their laws. They would indeed take what they wanted. A hybrid world. The thought was intriguing as a scientist, disgusting as a human being.

  She patted my arm again and dropped the handheld before leaning over. “We aren’t going to destroy everything, just use what we can in order to try to find a way to rebuild our civilization. I like you, Fiona. I can tell we could be what you call friends. You have an acute sense of what you’re facing. What you don’t understand is that my people have no choice. You will come in useful for Shandar’s command.”

  There was a hint of sadness in her eyes. She was in love with Shandar. “No choice?”

  “Your choice will be in how you handle the aspects of mating. You’ll be surprised by the pleasures that you can receive, but only if you perform as required.”

  I hadn’t realized I’d burst into laughter until she gave me a quizzical look. “The way you describe pleasure has no appeal. What about romance? Touching? Foreplay?”

  Vlanea lifted a single perfectly shaped eyebrow. “Until you’ve been with a Cenzan man, you couldn’t possibly understand. They are… creative.” A warm flush crept along her jawline. She moved what reminded me of a tablet across my face then down the entire length of my body.

  I thought about Shandar, the way my body had reacted, my pussy clenching and just the mere thought gave me tingles.

  “You have some bruising from the explosion. There is nothing permanent that I can find. You will need some rest, but nothing more. Let me see where you were disciplined.”

  She eased me over onto my stomach, lowering the sheet. “I should have known,” she said with disgust.

  “What? What’s wrong?”

  “Various methods of punishment are used in order to bring an unruly prisoner into line or secure needed information, but there are certain rules of engagement that must be followed. There is a method to ensure the prisoner will be ready for the next round of punishment. I will remind Shandar. Just relax while I take care of this.”

  “What is happening to your people?” I folded my arms and rested my head. She obviously didn’t want or wasn’t allowed to answer. “I am nothing to you but a prisoner. What harm will it do in telling me?”

  She exhaled. “The Cenzans are dying along with aspects of the planet itself. What resources there are have been fought over for almost a century. The king knew he was running out of time.”

  The door had already slid open, Kalek hovering in the doorway. He walked in, his moves perfunctory. “She is not to be told anything about our mission, Vlanea. She is merely a prisoner.”

  I struggled to find the sheet and caught his expression. Unbridled lust.

  “She knows enough already.” Vlanea gave him a stone cold look, more contemptuous than I’d seen even with Shandar.

  He moved toward the table, tugging the sheet from my hand. His eyes danced over my naked body, drinking in every inch of my skin. “Is she hurt in any manner?”

  “Other than the marks our great leader left, no.” Vlanea jerked the sheet out of his hand.

  Slapping his hand on her wrist, he shook his head, darting another look in my direction. “She is a beautiful specimen. Truly spectacular. And I suggest you keep your comments regarding the captain to yourself. I’m certain you wouldn’t appreciate spending time in the Pen.”

  “You’re a gikak, Kalek,” she snapped, her wrist snapping as she made a hand gesture.

  He tilted his head, his nostrils flaring. “I’ve been called much worse than an asshole, female. I’m also your commanding officer. I suggest you remember that. I will provide what care she needs.”

  Vlanea was obviously disgusted but even as she stood her ground, she softened her tone. “Yes, sir. May I remind you that this is about Braga, not the games and not your particular physical needs.”

  “We agree on something,” he stated and ripped the sheet all the way off.

  I knew instinctively this particular alien I was required to please. I also knew he and I were going to tangle at some point. Games. I had a feeling I didn’t want to face whatever she was talking about.

  “Fine. Please be quick. Commander.” Vlanea moved out of the room.

  “She doesn’t like you very much.” I heard him chuckling after I made the announcement.

  “She is an impetuous woman. I disagreed with her appointment.”

  I found myself snickering, an action that he clearly didn’t like. “All females are impetuous, preferring to have some level of control.”

  “I can tell why Shandar is taken with you.” Kalek issued a series of low-slung growls as he allowed the tip of a single finger to slide down the back of my neck, moving beseechingly slowly down my spine. “However, men are in charge on Cenzan as well as any of the colonies that we establish.”

  Colonies. Had they already done this before?

  A single inhale and his scent captivated me much like Shandar’s, musky and exotic, full of testosterone. His light touch almost forced a moan given the explosion of tingling sensations. I sucked in my breath, wiggling on the table. My pussy was throbbing, my nipples aching. I could sense my body relaxing, the tension easing. And all from his magical caress.

  “Even your fragrance is enticing.” He continued his exploration, brushing the tips of several fingers around the welts on my buttocks, moving them up and down the crack of my ass. He leaned over, dragging his tongue from the middle of my back to where his fingers rested, inhaling in an exaggerated fashion.

  Panting, I was unable to stop the breathless whimper. I clenched my fists, trying to abate the building desire. This was wrong. This wasn’t me. This was… When he spread my ass cheeks wide open, darting his tongue around my puckered hole, I almost lost it. I wanted to beg him to fuck me. I was so alive, goosebumps covering my arms, giving away my blatant longing. I fell into sweet nirvana as his fingers dug into my skin. I was split wide open as he flicked his tongue in circle after circle.

  “My needs are increasing.” He eased my legs apart, sliding his fingers to my cunt lips. “You’re wet.”

  I bit back an answer as I gripped the edge of the table. I didn’t want to enjoy this. I couldn’t. I just… The current passing between us was different than with Shandar but just as powerful, driving me into an extreme state of lust.

  “Your hunger has increased, your desire to submit in every fashion nothing you’ve ever experienced.” He ran his fingers down one leg and up the other before dipping them just inside my pussy, flexing them open before pumping in practiced, even strokes.

  His words were like a soft velvet cloth sliding across every inch of my body, so soothing. Warm and inviting. “Yes.” I no longer cared that this creature was finger fucking me, violating every inch of my body. I would give in, surrendering to every need.

  “Excellent. You will be magnificent to train.” He pushed his soaked fingers into my asshole, thrusting in and out.

  Only Logan had fucked my ass and usually with a thick dildo, keeping me wide open for his every pleasure. I’d missed the hard fucking, the way I’d felt so dirty. Having the alien’s fingers in my most forbidden place was more than a decadent dream. “Oh…”

  “I can’t wait to slide my dicks into your tight little ass.”

  Two dicks. The males had two different dicks. The thought was glorious as well as terrifying. Two dicks to suck and clean. Two cocks to slide into my holes. And what about several of them at one time? The pain as he thrust harder and faster shifted into pure ecstasy and I could feel my body bucking, yearning to be fucked like a bad little girl. I was in a dream state, envisioning several of them, their tongues licking every inch of my naked body, their cocks filling every hole.

  I hadn’t realized he’d rolled me over but there was no more discomfort from the spanking. When a slight wafting of cool air slid across my pussy, I opened my eyes. He’d lifted and pinned my knees against the table. My eyesight was hazy and as I blinked in order to focus, he opened his mouth, allowing his tongue to protrude. I’d felt the difference in the blissful kiss with Shandar, but seeing the wide, long, and thick tongue, a portion covered with raised nubs, I was thrown into every girl’s raging fantasy.

  Kalek lowered his head as he pressed open my pussy lips, swiping the tip of his tongue all the way up the length of my cunt.

  “Oh!” Jerking up, stars floated in front of my eyes.

  “Keep your legs in position or I’ll have no issue whipping you again.”

  The domination in his command was thrilling and I instantly obeyed, gripping my knees, keeping my legs as wide open as I was able. I was left breathless, my cells infused with fire, a deep-seated longing.

  He issued a series of guttural sounds, his hot breath cascading across my swollen clit. As he flicked his tongue back and forth, he slipped several fingers inside. Then he began to eat me in earnest, taking his time, savoring his feast.

  I was thrown into a moment of pure bliss, gritting my teeth to keep from screaming, my fingernails clawing my skin. There was no way to describe the amazing sensations as the nubs slid across my tender tissue. He was driving me to the point of losing my mind.

  “You taste sweet, little human. Ripe and delicious.” Snarling, he studied me as he continued licking, moving up and down in a languishing fashion, his fingers thrusting harder. Faster.

  “Oh… I…” Beads of perspiration formed above my lip and along my hairline, before trickling down. I was stunned how incredible he made me feel, electricity shooting through every muscle.

  He buried his tongue all the way inside, lapping my cream, grunting like a wild beast. His head was moving in a crazed series of motions, muscles in his neck strained.

  I could barely hold onto my legs, the feeling in my fingers stripped away. There was no way I could hold back the climax, no matter if he commanded. As the orgasm built, rushing up from my toes, I jerked up, arching my back. And I let out a powerful wail. “Yes. Yes. Yes!”

  His savage grunts, more animal than alien, were keening, bouncing off the thin walls. And he continued his feast, refusing to let me go.

  I was drained, exhausted, and so sated. I’d never had any man lick me this way. I vaguely heard the sound of a sharp noise, a cracking that floated around me.

  “You need to allow her to dress, First Officer Zanton. We are running out of time. I can’t keep his body suspended for much long without degradation of his organs. If this human can help our fallen comrade, then we will not stand in her way.”

  Releasing his hold, he exhaled and wiped his mouth. “Your interruptions are becoming legendary, Vlanea, but understood.” He curled his upper lip as he eased first one of my legs down then the other. “There will be more, sweet human. You could be the perfect slave.”

  I could tell Vlanea disapproved but she walked toward a cabinet, gathering what appeared to be a handful of clothes.

  I sat up, reaching for the sheet. I was almost woozy in my drunkenness from the moment of pleasure. This was entirely different, as if every molecule in my body had been ignited.

  Kalek licked his lips, his eyes sparkling and in the luminescent hue, I could swear they were glowing.

  The man was just as sensuous, if not more hardened by his experiences. He wanted me to crave him, to long for what we would share.

  And he was desperately hungry.

  “You may dress in my office. I will take you to Braga from there.” Vlanea handed me the clothing, a sneer on her face.

  “Thank you.” I hurried off the table, trying to pay close attention to their actions, anything that they said. They spoke together in their own language and it was more than obvious that she had a dislike of his attitude, or perhaps the man in general.

  I brushed my hands through my now damp hair, controlling my nerves as well as my libido. I had the distinct feeling that Kalek had a hidden agenda, but one that certainly wouldn’t be shown to a mere human.

  The attire was one of their uniforms with no adornment of any kind. I was their captive, nothing more. A healer. I’d pushed aside my abilities, masking them for so many years, trying to blend in. Being forced to use my skills was daunting for several reasons. No matter the sensual connections I’d shared, the knowledge that I was the captain’s true mate, if I failed this, I could die. The weight was overbearing.

 

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