Page 13 of Her Alien Hero
"Release me, you stupid bag of muscle and horns or I’ll bite thefuckout of you," I screamed as I hung upside-down, my nose pressed against his flat, muscled stomach.
Something smacked my ass. "Quieten down, you little terror, or I'll give you something to scream about."
"Brother, are you smiling?" Brax's voice, filled with wonder, jerked my attention for a few seconds. He stood close to Voren, one hand rubbing his chin while the other carried something that looked like a silver wand or elongated pen.
"Odd. The more grief she gives me, the happier I am."
The indignity of being spanked overrode all sense of survival and dignity, and I started kicking, letting my bare toes smash against his hips, his ass, his thighs. Any exposed part of his body was fair game.
From the corner of my eye, even though my upside-down view skewed the world, I could make out Brax's risen eyebrows. He backed away; his lips turned into a wonderous smile.
"Kick me one more time, little human," Voren growled, "and I will march into the med bay and pull one of your people off life support. You can watch them die, knowing you could've prevented it by reining in your temper."
His words were a glass of ice water smothering my fury.
I became a deflated balloon. A hard knot of defeat rose in my throat and tears filled my eyes, dripping onto my brow.
"Easy, Vor. Don’t you think she’s been through enough?" Brax’s words were a gentle rain on my soul. "Besides, we’ve got bigger problems to worry about, like Xeno. Larralian is scanning their base and picking up active mobilization. After recent events, we need to be extra careful." He spoke something in their native tongue.
Voren grunted, still carrying me like a sack of flour and marching to God knew where, every step of his big, booted feet a jolt through my body.
I didn’t give one shit about their problems.Maybe this Xeno base is military, and I can escape with them.
That earlier female voice spoke foreign words throughout the ship, her tone sharp and quick.
Voren and Brax sprinted through the corridor, bursting through automatic doors, their voices deep and hurried as they shouted words that sounded vaguely middle eastern mixed with some other language I’d never heard.
"Stay here," Voren barked, sliding me off his shoulder and to my feet.
For a second, I glared at him, fighting an urge to curse.
With his huge body blocking most of my view, he pushed me backward until my spine bumped against the wall. He placedboth of his hands on my head and whispered in my ear. "Do what I say if you want to live."
Now he’s threatening to kill me?"You’re a bastard."
He pulled back, his golden eyes on mine, a line between his brows. "A bastard? I’m trying to save your—"
Boom-boom-boom!
A great thunderous sound rang through the ship, the vibrations traveling up my legs. The floor lurched, and I fell forward until Voren caught me.
We were back in the med bay. The unconscious people from earlier still lay on their beds.
Voren released me and rushed to a console jutting from the opposite wall. His fingers flew over the flat screen filled with symbols.
Brax ran to the humans and began swiping small devices near their heads. "They’ve knocked out life support. Hurry up, get it back online."
"I’m trying." Voren’s fingers moved faster. "Xeno must have figured a way past our defenses. Larralian sent a secure message and said we’re being boarded."
"What?"Brax swiveled around, his attention riveted toward Vor. "That shouldn’t be possible, unless…"
"Unless they finally broke him." Voren made a hand motion to his brother, similar to the peace sign but turned on its side.
Now would be a great time to skedaddle, find my people, and get the fuck out of here.I inched closer to the doorway, knowing it would take me out of here.
Both men’s attention turned to me.
I froze.
