Page 10 of Her Alien Hero
Oh, I am, just not as much as I probably should be. "You haven't hurt me. Other than being sadistic kidnapper, you haven't done much to actually prove you're evil." I gave him a smile, hoping it looked real this time.
He caressed a horn, his fingers rubbing the smooth black surface in circles. My lower belly tightened, and I had to focus on not squeezing my legs together. An image of his hand between my thighs, nudging me to climax, forced me to drag my attention away from his long, slim fingers. I don't know if he even realized what he was doing.
What in the fucking hell is wrong with me?I shouldnotbe having sexual thoughts about my abductor. He’s an alien and a criminal.
"Well?" I asked, making a shooing motion. "Do you expect me to get dressed in front of you, too?"
"I smell your essence, your lust." He moved his fingers from his horn and settled his hand on his hip.
His words sent a thrill of danger and desire through my bones and a flash of embarrassment to my cheeks. My throat closed up, leaving me unable to give a suitable retort.
Luckily, I was saved.
The door opened with a hiss. Footsteps approached.
Voren gave me one last unreadable glance before turning away. "She's almost ready."
Baraxen came into view and froze, his gaze riveted to my physique for two seconds until he forced his attention to my face. He swallowed, then quickly turned his head toward his brother.
These aliens are so goddamn weird. It's like they have no clue about privacy or how to act around humans.
"She's…" Brax cleared his throat. "She's not clothed."
"Insightful observation." Voren's words were sarcasm lace with a hint of humor.
Brax snatched the clothing package from Voren and held it to me. "Put these on. We're about to engage the enemy."
"Wait. What's going on?” I grabbed the dark gray jumpsuit and stepped out of the tub, water pooling at my toes. There were no towels, so I slid into the clothing, which was a tight fit, especially with wet skin. "Who's the enemy?" I had no desire to be on an alien spaceship while they battled whatever else was out there.
"Your people." Voren continued facing his brother even though the words were for me.
My people?Rescue. I could get rescued. The idea sounded though. First, how would they even know I'd been abducted? Second, how could anyone on Earth compete with the technology here? Third, why would they—Voren and Baraxen—bother telling me?
Maybe it's a ruse to see how I'll react.
Boom! A terrible rumble shook the walls and floor.
"Get her in the med bay. Quick," Voren said, shoving me into Baraxen. "I'll hold them off until we can get a tunnel opened."
"Hey! You can't—"
"Go, Vor. Get the ship ready." Baraxen grabbed my wrist, pulling me behind him."Ner vani vru pasen."
Voren responded with two words or syllables that were more grunt than language. A bright flash of light appeared in the ceiling, and he disappeared.
Brax continued dragging me away, but I couldn't ignore the spot where we’d stood moments before.This can't be a dream. I'm not that creative when it comes to making things up.
Another shudder ran through the ship. Blaring alarms sounded as we stepped through the sliding door and into a corridor.
Brax broke into a run, forcing me into a sprint to keep from falling on my face.
Another alien ran from the opposite direction, her skin a deep blue. She wore a black leather jerkin, tight white pants, and carried a lightning rod in her hand.
"Nerini vu marethenanie pasen?"she asked, her voice lighter and more musical than the males of her species.
With a brief nod, Brax pointed behind us but never slowed down.
My lungs burned and my leg muscles tightened in protest. I hadn't exercised in over two years, other than the occasional walk outside to gather wood for the fireplace or down the driveway for a once-monthly grocery trip by car.
