Zar: Science Fiction Alien Abduction Romance (Alien Raiders' Brides Book 1)

by Vi Voxley

  "Not a word to him, understood?"

  Ashley nodded angrily, glad to be rid of his company.

  Her opinion of Nayanors had definitely not improved during the day. As soon as she saw Zar, the emotions and feelings she didn't want washed over her again. After half a day spent with a bunch of guys who could charm the paint off walls, Ashley realized she'd missed him.

  The rational part of her said that she was simply drawn to the most compassionate of them, and that even Zar's compassion was due to the bond between them.

  Ashley's heart told her different. She'd genuinely began to enjoy the harbinger's company, in those times when he wasn't being cruel to her.

  Zar looked positively furious when he opened the door for her, but as soon as his eyes fell upon her, it all changed. The grinning, playful attitude was back and Ashley couldn't help but think that perhaps she was having a similar effect on him.

  "How did it go?" she dared to ask when Zar led her back to the room where they'd eaten on the previous day, seeing the table covered with food again. "Your important call."

  Zar humphed dismissively, just as Ashley had expected.

  "The Reaper is always a pleasure to talk to," the harbinger replied, a twinkle of mischief playing in his eyes. "If you consider things like setting yourself on fire pleasurable. It is nothing for you to concern yourself with, however. The Reaper can't touch you."

  Is there a threat he might want to?

  The questions hurt on Ashley's tongue. Roagh had painted her a picture of a cruel, terrible man who left his own people to die at a time when they were dwindling. Zar seemed to have a much more cavalier attitude about him.

  She desperately wished she knew who was wrong about the other. Was Roagh underestimating Zar, or was Zar basing his life on bravado rather than reason?

  I need to find a friend on the surface, Ashley decided. Someone who has been there long enough to know and give me answers.

  "How was your trip to the females?" Zar asked, the gaze of his dark, sharp eyes on her. "Roagh didn't seem very happy."

  "He doesn't strike me as a type who is known for happiness," Ashley replied carefully.

  To her relief and delight, Zar laughed, nodding.

  "I imagine Roagh didn't appreciate being your caretaker, no," the harbinger admitted. "You'll get used to him soon enough, though."

  Must I?

  "The females," Zar jumped back to the topic. "Were you able to calm them?"

  Ashley thought back to the dark, cramped hall not fit for housing anyone. She shuddered a little and the look on Zar's face changed.

  "Are they going to be trouble for me on Luminos?" he asked.

  "I'm thinking that perhaps if you didn't treat people like sheep, they wouldn't act like sheep," Ashley replied, reaching for a pie she'd quite liked the day before.

  "Sheep?"

  Ashley rephrased.

  "If you didn't stick people you'd just kidnapped into a very dark room and gave them no information about what the hell was going on, perhaps they wouldn't scream in terror."

  Zar nodded as if the thought had not occurred to him before.

  "It's not ideal," he admitted. "The raid ships aren't fitted to house the females in smaller rooms or to cater to their needs. The trip back to Luminos isn't long. They will be made more comfortable there. Did you manage to calm them down at least?"

  Ashley didn't quite believe him on the comfort issue, but she didn't press on it.

  "Some," she said instead, thinking of the women she'd left behind, calling her name. "There are different types of people. They react in their own ways. I saw that some were like me. As soon as I told them everything I knew, the wheels in their heads started turning and they looked calmer, yes. Those are types that I believe will make an effort to make their lives tolerable the best they can."

  She sighed.

  "Others," she continued, "were not so happy with what I was telling them. To them, every piece of new information was like another nail in their coffin. Especially the wormhole thing. So far, I imagine, they had comforted themselves with thinking that perhaps this is the ship the Union will catch in time and they'll be saved.

  "I took that hope from them. And I didn't leave them behind any calmer than I found them."

  Zar was listening to her, drinking his wine and regarding her with silent interest.

  "You did well," he said when she was finished.

  Seeing the look of doubt on her face, Zar smirked and explained:

  "I know the reactions well. There are always those who manage to accept their fate as well as those who don't. If you managed to calm even a few of them down, that will make life easier both for them and my people, as well as their future mates.

  "This isn't a bad idea. I should suggest having a female aboard for exactly this on every ship. The other harbingers could send a fated of one of their crew to talk to the new females, explain a few things before they get to Luminos."

  Ashley didn't say anything, too busy trying to convince herself she'd done a good thing instead of teaching Nayanors how to better handle their herd of frightened prisoners.

  "Remember our deal?" Zar asked then, his dark eyes fixed on her.

  "Yes," Ashley said in a suffering voice. "My memory is quite good, you know."

  "A conversational habit of mine," Zar replied, the hunger in his voice making Ashley shiver.

  She'd almost forgotten how gorgeous the warlord was, especially when he was playing his games with her. She couldn't put her finger on why they excited her so much, but they did and there was no helping it. Ashley could feel her mate's eyes travel the length of her body, seeing the lust playing in them.

  "Where do you want to sleep tonight?" the harbinger asked.

  Ashley hated that she already knew the answer to that.

  "Would you care if I told you my wants have not been entirely sane lately?" she asked back, seeing Zar grin in the way that drove her insane with desire.

  "To a point," Zar said.

  "Which point is that?" Ashley teased, knowing full well she'd lost the argument a while ago.

  Both with herself and Zar.

  "A conversational point."

  She glared at him, but the look on the harbinger's face told Ashley that he probably found it sexy for her to fight him so hard. The man truly was insufferable, but what did that say about her then?

  "I don't think that –”

  Zar got up and walked her way. Ashley's words were stuck in her throat as she watched the man approach, so utterly certain of his right and power over her.

  It's working, too, damn it.

  "Do you want to do more running from me?" Zar asked when she jumped out of her seat as fast as she could in the tight dress.

  "I don't think that would be an entirely fair chase," Ashley pointed out, aware that she was smiling for some reason she couldn't put her finger on. "Seeing as you're dressed for the occasion and I'm not?"

  "I guess I'm in luck then," Zar said, catching her in his arms and kissing her deeply.

  Ashley pressed her hands against his armor in a mock attempt to push him away, but the truth had dawned on her a while ago. She didn't want to go back to her room.

  She wanted everything the harbinger had promised her on the day before.

  "Let me at least walk there myself," she asked breathlessly. "I don't want to be carried off like some..."

  She'd been about to say "kidnapped bride".

  Zar's dark eyes shone as he grinned again, seeing how little she was resisting his charms.

  "Pass," he told her before lifting Ashley into his arms and taking her to the bedroom.

  It was in that moment when she was lowered to the bed by the most gorgeous man alive that Ashley knew without a shadow of doubt – she really was imprisoned. Not by the distance from Terra and the Union, not by the strength of arms of Nayanors, not by their terrible home world.

  By Zar and the bond between them.

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  Ashley

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p; Her earlier suspicions about the tight green dress were confirmed when Zar ripped it in two without any effort.

  Ashley chuckled breathlessly, looking at the way Zar was staring at her half-naked body.

  "I knew it," she whispered. "You really have ordered my entire wardrobe with the sole purpose of getting it off me easily."

  Zar met her gaze, a hungry grin on his lips.

  "You seem to think I need some sort of help to get you out of your clothes," he said.

  "Alright," Ashley agreed, looking at Zar, still dressed in his massive armor. "Perhaps not. But they are all clothes that make you want to rip them. I don't think that's practical."

  "Here it's not me who needs to be blamed," Zar replied, kissing her deeply before getting off the bed and starting to shed the pieces of his armor. "You look gorgeous in everything. My desire for you can't be helped. I wanted you from the moment I saw you in that coat and I still want you as badly as I did then."

  The sense of warmth that triggered inside her made Ashley quite aware of how deeply she'd fallen for him in such a short period of time.

  By the gods, it's not like I'm a blushing virgin, how can I get so easily moved by him?

  The answer was simple. He was Zar Kohora.

  The harbinger simply had no equal, at least not among men Ashley had met in her life. No one could compare to him. From the mouthwatering body revealed to her as Zar continued to undress to the way he took what he wanted, even when Ashley had every reason to hate him for it.

  She couldn't bring herself to. The point of no return was far behind her and the only thing she could think of was how much she needed him in return.

  When her hands went to the remains of the dress, Zar growled in warning.

  "Stay as you are," he ordered, making Ashley quiver in desire. "Remember, you are mine. Mine to undress, mine to please. Mine to make you howl in need, beg for my cock."

  Ashley could only obey. The desire burning in her blood was taking complete control over her. Another bout of resistance rose within her, though. Leaving her clothes alone, she slipped a hand between her legs, letting her fingers brush over her panties. She felt the wetness there, watching unblinking as Zar's eyes followed her for a long moment before the warlord remembered himself.

  "Mine," he growled, regarding her with a dark look as if Ashley hadn't heard him before.

  "Make me," she challenged him, never breaking eye contact as she pushed her panties aside to slip one finger inside her pussy.

  Zar groaned in passion. The sound was dark and deep, echoing through the otherwise quiet room as he ripped the remaining pieces of his armor off with twice the speed. Showing little care as to where the precious gear fell, he never took his burning gaze from Ashley's hand, now working herself open for him with desperation she couldn't remember feeling ever before.

  "I would have thought you liked this," she said quietly, watching a hungry grin appear on Zar's lips. "Me preparing myself for you. Unable to wait until you get to me. It's not nice to keep a woman waiting."

  The warlord grunted at the tease, ripping the last of his clothes off as roughly as he'd done with hers.

  "I do," he answered her in a deep, hoarse voice. "You look perfect like that, wet and ready for me. But if I want to be teased, I'll tell you."

  Ashley laughed softly, her voice wavering a little. Her own fingers wouldn't do the trick, she knew that. She could still remember Zar's hands on her on the day before. His digits alone had made her see stars. Ashley couldn't imagine what that huge cock would do to her.

  "You should know I'm trouble by now," she said. "If you want me to do as you tell me, you're going to have to work a bit harder."

  She wondered if she'd gone too far with that taunt, but judging by the feral glint in Zar's eyes, she'd hit the nail on the head. The warlord shot from his position the second the last item of clothing fell, climbing on top of her and pinning her to the bed. He pulled her hands away from her pussy and held them above her head.

  "Don't worry," he whispered hotly into her ear, making Ashley squirm and writhe underneath his amazing body. "I'll tame you yet. I don't mind a challenge, female, so if it's training you want, I'll give you all you want and more."

  Ashley wanted to answer that, but words seemed stuck in her throat by the images the warlord's words conjured in her head. Her body was shamelessly grinding against Zar's, making the man growl and capture her lips again, rubbing them together. She could feel his cock grow hard fast, shuddering in anticipation.

  "I want you," Ashley moaned into the kiss.

  "I know," Zar answered with a grin on his lips. "After your insolence, I'm afraid I have to make you wait a little. To make sure you understand I'm not one to joke with. I won't deny I'd like to fuck your tight pussy right now, but for the sake of an educational lesson, I'm willing to wait."

  "I thought we agreed on not lying," Ashley panted.

  Zar laughed and she could feel his cock rubbing against her naked belly again. The diadon in his chest was cold on her flesh. An inferno of passion raged behind Zar's dark eyes as he looked down at Ashley, seeming to consider how far he was willing to take teasing her.

  "You test me," he said. "That hot little body of yours is harder to resist than any other temptation."

  Ashley couldn't enjoy her victory for long before Zar released her and knelt over her. Before she knew it, he'd torn the rest of her clothes in the middle, pulling her up to discard the rags from her. In the end, Ashley found herself naked on his lap, feeling his thick cock pressing against her entrance.

  For a second, she was afraid that the harbinger was going to fuck her without preparation, but that was not what Zar had in mind.

  "I've wanted to know what you taste like from the moment I saw you standing in that station with the little gun in your hand," he told her.

  Ashley moved teasingly on his cock, prompting him to move, making Zar groan.

  "Still haven't learned your lesson, I see," he said quietly. "Very well, then. If you want to make this hard for yourself, be my guest."

  Ashley yelped when Zar lowered her back to the bed, only to pull her up against his body, her back against his firm chest. Half upside down, it left Ashley's pussy right before his mouth. Her eyes went wide when the warlord groped her breasts with a knowing grin on his lips.

  Her legs were dangling in the air and Ashley didn't think it was the most flattering position to be in, but Zar seemed to disagree.

  "I won't fuck you before you beg me until your pretty voice is hoarse," he said.

  Ashley wanted to argue, to say something about it being a torment for both of them, but then Zar pressed his face between her legs and she could only moan, long and loud.

  There was nothing careful or teasing about Zar anymore. He licked her pussy hard and fast, his mouth pressed against her sex, making Ashley grind herself against him the best she could from the angle she was in.

  It was mind-blowingly good. She had to squeeze her eyes shut not to succumb to the pleasure too fast. Zar's hot mouth on her pussy felt like she was being taken to heaven and back. When the warlord sucked her clit into his mouth, circling his tongue around the sensitive flesh, Ashley screamed. It was torn from her throat as if she had no more control over what she was saying.

  Zar pressed the tip of his tongue against her clit, teasing her with fast, quick licks that left her body trembling in his arms.

  "Zar –” she managed but the harbinger merely chuckled, his breath tickling her. "Zar, please..."

  She received no mercy.

  With one hand, Zar pulled her pussy lips apart, licking inside her pussy, lapping at her sex, leaving Ashley panting and torn by the waves of pleasure that threatened to drown her.

  "Any regrets?" the harbinger asked, taking his mouth off her for only a second. "You could be fucked into the bed right now, but you chose to play with me."

  "I –” Ashley began to answer, but Zar returned his mouth to her, darting the tip of his tongue into her pussy, kissing a
nd licking her.

  "I need you..." she moaned, "please, take me!"

  "After I've taught you a lesson, I will," Zar promised, adjusting his grip on her before pushing two fingers into her pussy.

  Ashley cried out as he began thrusting them into her, deep and fast, scissoring them to drive her completely out of her mind. Her pussy throbbed, aching in need to be filled with something much larger. She could feel Zar's cock pressing hard against her back.

  "Do you want more?" the harbinger asked, clearly aware of how much she ached for him. "Or would you like me to stop?"

  "More, please," Ashley begged. "I want your cock. I can feel how hard you are. I need it, I need you fuck me like you promised!"

  Zar groaned at the back of his throat, deep and dark and feral. He added another finger into her, pushing the three digits deep into her pussy, stretching her open for his huge cock.

  "Your pussy is so tight," he growled ravenously, "so fucking hungry for me. I know how badly you ache for me. After I'm done with you, no other man will ever turn your head."

  She knew that was true without a shadow of doubt.

  "More!" she pleaded. "Gods, Zar, I can't... I'm so fucking close, I want to cum with you in me!"

  "I won't let you cum like this, if that's what you're afraid of," Zar chuckled, his fingers continuing the delicious torture.

  Ashley wasn't so sure. The heat building inside her alerted her to the fact that her climax wasn't far, but Zar was right – the warlord was keeping his thrusts purposefully shallow, keeping her on the edge. She was quickly losing the ability to breathe properly, blood rushing into her head as she was held upside down, helpless in Zar's embrace.

  She tried to think. It was hard to concentrate with the ecstasy running in her veins, urging her to thrust her hips upward to meet Zar's fingers better, when all she wanted was his cock and to be fucked harder than ever in her life.

  "Ask me," she moaned at last. "Ask me if I want your cock more than I've ever wanted anything in my life. Because I do, I need you..."

  That finally gave Zar pause. Then the fingers pushed deeper into her, drawing another scream from Ashley's lips.