by Piper Stone
I wasted no more time, huffing as I struggled to unfasten my uniform. When my cock was freed, I stroked the base, rubbing the tip up and down the cleft of her ass.
“You can hate me, human, but your feelings will never matter to me. Never. I’m going to fuck that sweet pussy of yours. Then I’m going to take you in the ass.”
She gasped, cursing under her breath, doing everything she could to kick me. “I will kill you one day. I’ll rip you apart.”
“You can try.”
With that, I shoved my cock all the way inside her pussy. The feel of her expanding heat, the way her muscles clamped around the thick invasion turned over every cell in my body into an explosion of sensations, the vibrant electricity humming to the point I could no longer feel my legs. I wrapped one hand around her hair, digging the fingers of my other hand into the soft skin of her hips as I tossed my head back, letting out an animalistic roar.
“Oh, God. Oh...” She pushed up from the table, undulating her hips, her lovely mouth twisting seductively.
Everything about this human felt incredible. My muscles were so damn tight as I fucked her, driving in and out with enough momentum I slammed her against the table.
Over and over again.
I was blinded by my hunger, taking every bit of the woman I’d claimed.
That I’d captured.
That I owned.
I was tossed into rapture, issuing keening growls that floated in the air around us.
And the female simply lay still as if what I was doing didn’t matter.
As if I wasn’t good enough.
Another round of fury swept through me, enough so I pummeled even more ferociously, my cock swelling, the thick nubs already surfacing. My body began to shake, ready to explode deep inside her, but I refused. I’d made the female a promise that I intended to keep.
I would fuck her ass.
I pulled out, sliding my cockhead to her puckered hole. I let off a series of husky deep breaths as I slowly slid my shaft inside.
“So big,” she exclaimed, slapping her hand against the table.
“Every inch will fill you soon.” I pushed into her, taking my time, savoring the way her muscles opened up for me and wrapped a lovely warmth around my shaft, a blanket of pure velvet. She wiggled underneath me, moaning in such a provocative manner that I was far too enthralled. As I began pumping in and out, I lost myself in the moment.
Whatever was about to occur with the auction and the aftermath, I knew exactly what was going to happen. She was a warrior herself, a woman to be reckoned with.
On that day, I would take her as mine.
Mine to punish.
Mine to fuck.
Mine to use.
Mine to keep.
The idea infiltrated my mind, turning every rational thought into something else entirely. I no longer cared about anything but the human lying beneath me. As I held her in place, fucking her with wild abandon, I knew I was crossing a line.
And I no longer cared.
The harder I thrust, the more swollen my cock became and this time, I couldn’t hold back my body’s raging desire. The nubs covering my shaft rushed to the surface. I’d filled her completely. I’d stripped the human of her innocence. There was no turning back.
“Oh. Oh. Oh.” Her sexual sounds increased as I plunged in an almost perfect rhythm, until I could no longer hold back.
The moment I released, filling her with my seed, I knew our connection would never be broken.
Until one of us retreated to the silence of death and darkness.
Chapter Five
Casey
Hate.
I growled the concept deep in my parched throat, coughing several times. My entire body ached, the scent surrounding me disgusting.
My scent.
His scent.
Oh, God.
There were no sounds in the prison cell, no light of any kind. Just simple... darkness. I hated everything about the smothering feeling, my lungs finding it difficult to breathe in the damp air. I loathed being caged like some animal, waiting for my fate.
Most of all, I could barely tolerate the fact my body had betrayed me in every way. Not once but twice. I shuddered, folding my arms as I rocked back and forth. The cold air had created goosebumps crisscrossing every inch of skin, but the solid chill inside had everything to do with the animal who’d taken me.
Fucked me.
Used me.
Pleasured me.
A groan slipped past my lips. How was it possible I thought about the experience as any kind of pleasure? The alien had simply taken what he’d wanted after spanking me. My bottom ached, but not nearly as much as my heart. I was sick inside, tingling sensations remaining from his touch. His freaking touch, for God’s sake. An alien.
A beast.
A bastard.
I absently brushed my fingers across my aching nipple, remembering the way his hot mouth was been around it only hours before. The moment I shifted on the thin material of the filthy mattress, I could swear his cock was still inside my asshole. God. His shaft was long, hard, and delicious, but whatever covered his cock was more stimulating than anything I’d ever experienced before.
Stop it. Stop thinking that way.
Swallowing hard, I tried to imagine anything else. The fact I was in a dismal prison cell. The realization I’d been arrested for crimes I didn’t commit. An understanding that I would never go home again. Then... his face. His burning eyes.
His big, fat cock.
I was insane. I had to be. The horrible experiences had simply stripped me of all rationality. There was no other excuse for the fact that even in the extreme level of humiliation I’d endured, my body still ached for him.
On top of everything, I’d spouted off my beliefs regarding members of my own government to the asshole preparing to take me to a distant planet. What in God’s name had possessed me to do such a crazy thing? The alien beast certainly wasn’t going to help me in any manner. In fact, he might tell his superiors what I’d said. Then what? They’d likely shoot me prior to the hunt. I dropped my head into my hands, trying to face the fact that I’d been tossed away.
Even the people on the street hadn’t offered help, as if I was nothing but scum. I knew at least a few recognized who I was. I was also aware I’d likely been painted as a traitor to my own country. No one was going to provide assistance of any kind to a vicious criminal like me. Oh, but I was certain thousands of the bastards would enjoy watching the female prisoner placed on an auction block.
If I was so damn lucky to be chosen.
I snorted and tried to control my breathing. For the first time in so long, tears slipped past my lashes and no matter what I did, I couldn’t get them to stop. I was alone, terrified, and had no understanding of what was going to happen to me.
Sobs racked my body, my stomach in knots as the cold chill shifted all the way down my spine. There wasn’t a muscle that wasn’t tense. As I closed my eyes, trying to jerk the thin cover around me, I could see his face, the alien. What the hell was his name? Draze something. As if I cared. He’d relished everything he’d done to me, controlling me.
Dominating me.
He was just as bad as every man I’d ever known, always trying to lord his superiority. The lust in Draze’s eyes had been almost as intense as the way he’d gripped my neck, holding my very life in his hands. Oh, God. Oh, God. I was terribly frightened. Why was I bothering to pray? There was no amazing hero ready to save me, risking his life in order to protect me.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
I’d know the sound of the commander’s boots anywhere. He was headed in this direction, no doubt to fuck me again. I had no defense. There was no way to fight him off.
Not that you want to.
Jesus. I almost laughed since my mind was obviously playing tricks on me. I did everything I could to jerk the cover over my head, but the piece of material was too small. I simply closed my eyes, pretending I was asleep. If there
was some deity left in this blasphemous galaxy, maybe that would keep Draze from touching me.
The commander entered the locked room, only more quietly than he’d stormed down the hallway. I heard the slight clang of metal against metal as he unlocked the door. I could only imagine what it was like for him to suffer by living in such horrible conditions. The old prisons and various buildings had survived the ancient days. That’s the single reason I’d been able to escape from the other facility. I knew exactly how to pick the freaking lock. I almost laughed, giving away my status.
He was walking closer. Closer. Watching me. Studying me like a lab rat. I heard what sounded like he was placing items on the small table. Was that food I smelled? My stomach rumbled at the thought. I hadn’t eaten in at least two days. Why would he be bringing me food?
Unless he was poisoning me.
No, that wasn’t it. He’d been told to keep me strong so I could at least survive the horrors I was about to experience. The few stories that had surfaced about the auction couldn’t be real—that I would be forced to live in a small cage, fed like some animal, used constantly. What if everything I’d heard was true? I bit back another series of whimpers. I had to fight them. Had to.
I huffed as quietly as possible, struggling to hold my breath. Even if there was food on the table, I refused to eat it. I was not going to play into their ridiculous games. Not this girl. Just leave. Leave now. Get out of here.
I wanted to say so many nasty things to the giant creature, but what good would it do me? So I thought them instead, methods of how I’d cut off his head, maybe feed it to the Vipers. Or I could tie his naked body down and cut him to ribbons inch by inch. Yeah, that would work.
I bristled as he walked closer, uncertain of my reaction. The scent of him wafted into my nostrils, the same exotic and masculine fragrance I’d gathered from before, but he’d taken a shower. Washing his body clean of the ugly human. My nipples immediately became fully aroused and I bit my lip to keep from moaning.
He closed the distance and I was prepared to kick him in the groin, now that I knew he had a cock and a very large, delicious set of balls.
Shit. Shit. Shit!
What was I thinking? I was mad. I was. Anxiety and excitement tore through me as he hovered, my heart racing. Was he going to touch me? Fuck me? Stick his thick, long cock inside? I was screaming inside, the anticipation killing me.
Until he did something so unexpected. He placed a thick and very soft blanket over me, making certain my shoulders were covered. Then he turned around, walking toward the entrance.
“What’s going to happen?” I blurted out the question before I could yank back my impetuousness.
I heard his ragged breathing. He was debating whether to answer me. The fucker.
“You will be taken to our home planet where you will be auctioned off to the highest bidder.”
“Auctioned off. I’m not a slave.” I laughed softly. “I’m not a criminal, no matter what you witnessed on that horrible video. I didn’t do those things.” As if the fucker cared enough to believe me.
Draze exhaled. “Yes. You will be auctioned. If you are selected, you will be sent to live with one of our powerful families.”
“I’ll be selected. There is no doubt in my mind.”
I could tell he’d shifted to face me. I sat up, holding the blanket around me. At least I was much warmer.
“Why do you say that, human?”
“Because my arrest was a sham. In case you don’t know that word, a setup. I was intentionally arrested. I never committed those murders. I have a feeling your king is already aware of that, at least if he’s a smart man. If not, he must know just how conniving humans can be.” I heard the whiny tone in my voice and hissed. I wasn’t going to fall into that level of bullshit. I moved to a standing position, still clutching the blanket.
“A sham,” he repeated. “Why?”
I almost reached out to touch him. Almost. He didn’t mean anything to me. No. Nothing.
“Because I got too close to exposing the truth about what our government leaders are doing. They are corrupt, heartless.” Much like the Malzeons. I didn’t dare say that to him.
“Fascinating,” he said after thirty seconds of silence.
A full minute passed by, the tension between us giving me cold chills.
“You need to eat, in order to keep your strength.”
“I’m not hungry,” I retorted.
Draze lifted his gaze, holding a stern stare. “You will eat.”
I had the distinct feeling he’d feed me if necessary. I rocked back and forth, my nerves remaining on edge.
“What is this auction really like? Does anyone survive?” I finally asked, uncertain if I really wanted to know. I heard him sighing, could tell he was reluctant to let me know the truth.
When Draze answered, there was sadness in his tone. “I do not know. I have never been allowed to experience the auction.”
“Not good enough?” I laughed then noticed he’d clenched one of his fists. “For influential people. Are they decent?”
“They are influential members of our society, those who have sacrificed much during the various wars our planet has been forced to endure.”
“Meaning they’re allowed to take what they want.”
When he walked out of the cell without answering me, closing and locking the door, I shivered once again. There was something he wasn’t telling me.
* * *
“Move. Keep in a straight line.” The alien barking the orders had some kind of an electric prod in his hand, using it to make certain the prisoners followed orders.
I was near the back of the pack, at least one hundred poor souls being loaded from a shuttle onto a massive starship. While it was easy to tell we were in the bowels of the ship, I made certain I paid attention to everything around me. I would escape one day and any scrap of knowledge about the location or my captors would come in handy.
One way or the other.
My hands were shackled, not by chains or thick leather tethering, but by a simple strand of some foreign material. I’d already tried to break the damn thing, only to have my entire body shocked with a higher than normal voltage of what appeared to be altered electricity. It had left me dazed and confused for a full five minutes. I wouldn’t be trying that again.
As I was herded into a compartment of some kind, several of the prisoners began to wail. The sizzling sounds of the prod being used were followed by a series of screams. I was sick inside, simply trying to keep my thoughts together. There was no way out of this. None. Now wasn’t the time to fight. I’d remain docile like a good little girl.
Once we were all inside, the massive set of steel doors closed. There were at least ten aliens watching us, standing guard with the same kind of prod in their hands.
From the moment Draze had taken me to the shuttle, I hadn’t seen him again. I was aware he was the commander of this very ship, the one that would drop me off in hell. I also realized that his kindness from the night before was likely not his true nature. He’d simply felt sorry for the pitiful human.
Fuck him.
I’d show him what I was made of. He was right. I’d be the most formidable damn slave girl they’d ever seen. I held that in my mind as I backed against one of the walls, sliding down to the floor. Nothing in my world had prepared me for this. I’d never considered being treated like nothing more than an animal. But here I was.
I managed to close my eyes, able to shield myself from the ongoing cries. Real criminals were positioned beside me, their punishment a necessity and what I’d worked to achieve during my tenure on the force. I’d noticed stares of several of the male prisoners and they weren’t just sizing me up for my abilities.
There was blatant hunger in their eyes.
The roar of the engine could be felt. After the initial surge, there was no evident movement of any kind.
I shivered and crowded closer to the wall as other prisoners bumped and fondled me.
There was no amount of pushing them away that seemed to matter. And the aliens were doing nothing. Fuck them. Fuck the entire alien...
I only realized I must have fallen into an anguished slumber when the aliens began to bark orders all over again.
Get up.
Move here.
Don’t slow the process.
Every one of them seemed to speak English very well.
We’d obviously reached our destination.
Once again, I was led like cattle to another corridor then finally off the ship onto an expansive corridor, three sides covered in some form of clear glasslike material. I was also able to tell we were on a platform high over the terrain. At least I was allowed a brief look at the infamous Star Planet in a distant galaxy, one only glimpsed in our most powerful telescopes. The sky was... just like on Earth. I could see millions of stars and they were so bright that they took my breath away. But looking across the barren horizon, I was taken by just how sparse the landscaping truly was. The group of us had truly been sent into hell.
We were paraded into a building of sorts, the construction something I’d never seen on Earth. The lights highlighting the several story building held a blue hue, the color soothing, yet I had the distinct feeling that hidden behind the walls was something abominable.
Within seconds, the majority of the humans I’d traveled with were led off in another direction, leaving six females standing in a line.
“What are we doing here?” one female dared to ask.
One of the guards walked over, leering at her as he lifted his arm. Just the way he traced the bones in her cheek and jaw before sliding the tip of his finger to her breast, swirling in a taunting manner, brought another round of anger into my system.
“Leave her alone!” I snapped. Immediately, the bastard turned his head in my direction. I stood my ground as he walked closer, his eyes boring into mine.
He said something to the other guards in his native language, all of them laughing. When he shifted his attention back in my direction, his nostrils flared as he took a deep breath. “What a shame you are off limits,” he huffed in a raspy voice.
