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Thedoor shuts before she can say another word. “Wow, bossy bunch ain’tcha?Well,IreckonIcan no longer call youBigandUgly.Thatprobably wasn’t very nice of me, anyway.”IknowI’mrambling, but he is just so … intense.Hisbright, yellowish-green eyes watch my every movement, like he’s memorizing me for a research paper or something.

Ilook over at the closed door and then back up. “Idon’t think he’s going to open that door back up no matter how long we stand here.Ifthere’s no place we need to be, can you take me back to my sister?”

Heshakes his head no. “Ok,I’mnot real happy with the answer, but at leastIknow what it means.Gottacount the little things sometimes,Ireckon.Ihave another yes or no question … orseveral, actually.Ismy sister safe with the guy you were trying to beat the hell out of earlier?”

Iget a nod yes.

“Hey, we’re making progress here, let’s move on and play the game.Ihave a million more questions for you.Areyou planning on putting me down anytime soon?”

Heshakes his head no.

“Well, it was worth a try.Isthere a rule about clothes?BecauseIwould really like to stop flashing everyone we meet.Imean,I’venever been overly bashful, but this is a little much.Prettysure everyone in this place has now seen my tits.They’renice, butI’dprefer to pick my audiences.”

Heactually closes his eyes and looks up, like he’s fighting something inside himself.Themoment he glances back down at me, it’s as if he just noticedI’mbuck naked.Snarling, he turns so quickly my hair flies out behind me.

“Whoabig guy, take it easy because the world just swam around in my head there.Where’rewe going in such a hurry?”Hedoesn’t even acknowledge me as he stomps through the ship.Thedoorways are passing so rapidly,Ishut my eyes and turn my head toward him, noticing that he smells rather nice to be big and ugly.Likefresh tilled earth.

BeforeIrealize it, a door slides open then shuts, and the noises that were surrounding us in the hallway are no longer there.Openingmy eyes,Iglance around, immediately noticing we are in a bedroom.Ialmost panic when he moves to put me on the bed, but relax when he chooses a chair instead.Sittingme down gently, he motions for me to stay there.Thenhe turnsaway, touching the wall.Ican’t help but gasp when it practically disappears in front of him.

Hewalks inside what appears to be a large storage area.Severalcontainers are thrown to the side as he hunts for something specific. “Hey, you don’t have to tear up the place, a simple towel would be great about now.”Avery large thump has me crawling toward the back of this extremely large chair. “Ornot, the place seems to need updating, anyway.” ‘LordGod, what haveIgot myself into this time?’

Whilehe’s tearing that other room apart,Itake a moment to look around.Thisarea is rather large compared to all the othersI’veseen on this fun filled trip called “abduction”.Thebed is the size of two kings and takes up the entire center of the room.However, these males are rather big, so that’s understandable.Hell, now thatIthink about it, this chair is swallowing me whole.Ilook like a little kid sitting in her dad’s chair, kicking her feet back and forth.Thereare a few stands here and there, but for the most part, the place is rather dull.Nobooks, trinkets, or even a pair of dirty underwear lying around.Asudden shiver wracks my entire frame.

“Hey,I’mgoing to freeze to death before you find whatever it is you’re looking for in there.”

Hecomes back out with a pile of stuff in his arms, practically filling my lap full as he dumps it all on me.Hegrumbles out a few sentences asIgather up the material all around me.Atthis point,I’mjust letting him growl.Irefuse to keep reminding him thatIcan’t understand him.Instead,Istart sorting through the pieces of cloth, trying my best to figure out what all this is.

Thefirst oneIpick up has several holes down the sides, andIreject it, putting it to the side.Iwould prefer my tits notto be hanging out as an advertisement.Hemust have gotten aggravated with my sorting process, since he’s been standing over me, not saying a word.Hesuddenly grabs something out of the pile and slides it on over me.AsIam fighting to get my head through the hole, he grabs me under my arms, standing me up in the middle of the chair.

“Hey, watch the shoulder, you brute.”

Hesnarls something but still ends up pulling the material hard until my head finally pops through.Ijust stand here a little confused at his behavior when he reaches behind me, pulling my hair out gently.Hemotions for me to hold my arm out, then he proceeds to close the holes up in the sides by simply pressing the material together.Quickly,I’mcompletely covered in an oversized gown that’s hanging off me like a flour sack.Well,I’mnot going to win any fashion shows, but my butt is no longer hanging out, and the material is soft and warm.So, at this moment, that’s amazing.

“Thanks!Ifthis thing had pockets, it would almost feel like a robe.”Evenstanding in the chairI’mnot quite as tall as he is.RowanandIare both a little on the short side, andIhave the hips to prove it, orIdid anyway.

Hejust stands there looking down at me, andIdecide to take a moment to do the same.Massiveis one way of describing him, as he has the widest shouldersI’veever seen on a guy.He’sbuilt like a tank.Noweven though there is absolutely nothing pretty or even remotely handsome about him, his looks work for him somehow.Thosebig ass, scarred shoulders taper nicely into his slightly smaller waistline.Myeyes can’t find a single ounce of fat anywhere.Thepants he has on are weird, though they seem to be sewn in long strips up and down all the way to the colossal boots covering his feet.Anold rusty belt wraps around his waistwith small pockets hanging on it.NowthatI’mlooking closer, the cuffs on his wrist match.Apparently, rust is a fashion out here.

Originally, he appeared gray, almost slate in color, but nowIcan see other shades faded in.Thereare huge chunks of muscle missing in his skin andIhave to stop myself from running my fingers over one particularly painful looking scar.Myeyes drift upward, landing on what appears to be a dark collar that circles his neck, leading down to the top of his shoulders.Idon’t remember seeing that on him before, but things were crazy.Notmuch different than they are now ifIreally think about it.AnotherthingImissed is that he has a short beard.

Thecolor of his facial hair practically matches his skin.Sharpcheekbones lead straight up to pointed ears that he has no hair to hide, but it’s his eyes that really catch your attention.Notonly because they’re so bright compared to his skin, but his pupils run up and down like a snake or dragons.Oddlyenough, as terrifying as he is,I’mnot scared of him.Reachingup hesitantly,Itouch the cut on his face.

“I’msorry you got hurt.Seemslike the big green guy got you good right here.Youshould probably have that looked at.”

Hislarge hand covers my own, pressing it harder against his rough skin.Hecloses his eyes for a second andIhear something rattle behind him.Thisseems a little too intimate for me, andI’mglad when he doesn’t resist me pulling away.

“So, you’reSlavic?”

Iget a nod, and then he points toward me.

“Ruby.”

Hetries several times to say it, but it comes out more like ugby. “Ahh, you’ll get it right eventually, but right now you have all my attention so you shouldn’t need my name, anyway.”

Asmall chuckle growl leaves his lips, andIhave to make myself not flinch when he smiles.OrIthink that’s what that was supposed to be because his messed-up shark teeth just scared the living hell out of me.

“Wow, where’s a dentist when you need one?”Imumble to myself. “So, what now?”

Heshrugs his shoulders as he moves away from me, headed toward the wall.Hetouches another panel, and this wall also disappears like it was never there.However,I’mnot prepared for the view.Heturns away from me, looking out, and this is the first timeI’veseen his back.Thereare large, spike-like things running down his spine and across the back of his shoulders.WhenIdon’t join him immediately, he motions for me and the spikes shake.Thisis the soundIheard earlier whenItouched him.Kindafreaky, … those could hurt the baby.

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