Captured Boxed Set: 9 Alpha Bad-Boys Who Will Capture Your Heart
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He chuckled as he released her, moving quickly to sit back and sliding his hands under her. "My turn," he growled out in excitement.
He flipped her over so fast she didn’t have time to protest. Gripping her around the waist, he lifted her at the same time as he aligned his thick, hard cock with her dripping channel. He pulled her back toward him and watched as his cock disappeared slowly inside her, his thumbs caressing the sweet globes of her ass. He drew in a shuddering breath at the beauty of the sight, his hands tightening on her hips to hold her still so he could control the pace.
"Oh, God!" Riley breathed out, throwing her head back at the feeling of fullness invading her body.
"Oh, Vox!" he growled in response, watching her beautiful curls flow along the delicate curve of her back.
Streaks of swirling black suddenly appeared, teasing him and his cat with what she would look like in her cat form. He held his breath, pushing in and out of her body slowly, trying to draw more of her cat to the surface without having her shift. He groaned as the swirls danced to the rhythm of his thrusts. Never in his life had he ever seen anything more breathtaking. His eyes jerked up to Riley’s when she glanced over her shoulder at him as he mounted her with strong, swift strokes. Her eyes had changed slightly, becoming more tilted at the corners and the blue was swirled with darker blues and golden yellows. Her pupils were more elongated, as well. He felt the pull of her gaze as he increased the speed of his claiming. He was drowning in the beauty of them as much as in the feel of her body wrapped around his. The combination was too much for the fragile hold he had on his control.
"Riley!" he roared as his body jerked suddenly, exploding inside her with such force he fell forward over her back in gasping pants. "Oh gods, Riley, I need you."
Riley’s body clenched around his as she felt his cock swell and lock deep inside her. She didn’t think she would ever get used to the erotic feeling of being locked as one with him. Her vaginal channel rippled with shockwaves as her orgasm wrapped around his cock, pulling him deeper into her in response to his own powerful one. Her head fell to the bed as she struggled to catch her breath and not collapse under him. She wouldn’t have been able to anyway with the way he was gripping on her hips as if he was grasping a lifeline.
* * *
The next morning she realized one thing, if she thought he would make love to her and leave, she had been sadly mistaken. They had both fallen into a deep sleep after the third time he took her, this time with her sitting on his lap while he pounded into her and sucked on her breasts until she was totally mindless. Even then, he had only slept for a few hours before he woke her again loving her over and over in positions she turned hot just thinking about. He continued his systematic attack throughout the night, barely letting her fall asleep before he woke her to start all over again. She had no idea how he could function since she was a melted puddle against the sheets, but once he started touching her, she didn’t care how he did it, just that he didn’t stop.
"You are going to be the death of me," she moaned as she felt his hand moving over her hip again. "If I could bottle whatever you have inside you and sell it back home I’d be a billionaire within a week!"
Vox’s hand tightened on her hip at her mention of her home world. "I need you to talk to Viper. He will be going to your world."
Riley jerked in surprise and rose up to look at Vox with her mouth hanging open. "When do we leave? How long will it take? Oh my God, I didn’t think I would ever make it home again! I’ll have to go see my Grandma Pearl and Tina. I won’t make the mistake this time of not telling them how much I love them and that I wouldn’t trade them for anything in the world, no matter what I normally tell them. Oh!" She released her pent-up breath and sat up, uncaring of the sheets that dropped to her lap showing all the love bites that Vox had left against their creamy flesh. "I have to get the paperwork to the proper authorities about my ex-boss and his dad too! How long did you say it would take for us to get there?" she asked, impatiently pushing her wild curls out of her face.
Vox’s mouth pulled into a straight line as he realized Riley misunderstood his explanation. "Riley, I said Viper is going, not you. You will be returning to Sarafin with me. Viper will transfer to the Horizon and travel with Creon and his mate back to your world."
"What the hell are you talking about?" she demanded, glaring down at him where he lay watching her with a deep frown. "If he is going there is no reason I can’t tag along. I never unpacked, and I can be in and out of the shower in minutes and ready to go."
Vox’s hands whipped up to grip Riley’s upper arms in a fierce hold. "You think to leave me after the last few hours?" he asked in disbelief. "I have chosen you as my queen! You are my mate!"
Riley frowned, pressing her hands against his chest in confusion. "I thought you were going too. Besides, I never said I wanted to be a queen! Hell, I couldn’t even get a date to the prom, what in the hell makes you think I’m queen material? Why are you sending Viper to Earth if not to take me back?"
Vox fought the urge to wrap his hands around Riley’s neck instead of her arms. "To get your Grandma Pearl and Tina, of course. You said you missed them. I will bring them to you so you won’t. I need you to explain to Viper what he needs to know so he can return with them," he said with a frustrated release of his breath.
Riley’s mouth dropped open again, but this time instead of excitement in her eyes, there was horror in them. "Are you nuts?!" she screeched.
Chapter 18
Vox ground his teeth in frustration as Riley trailed behind him. She had not reacted anything like he expected after he informed her that he was sending Viper to her world to retrieve her family. In fact, the look of horror when he told her made him question his own sanity. He needed to make sure he told Viper to handle Grandma Pearl with extreme caution or he might end up with his head mounted to the wall of her "bar," whatever that was. It wouldn’t make a difference, if Riley missed her family it was the only way to solve the situation.
"Grandma will eat Viper alive! Forget the barbecue sauce—think sushi!" Riley insisted as she hurried to keep up with Vox as he headed for the bridge.
"I will warn him that your Grandma can be difficult—and dangerous," Vox insisted. "I will not return you to your world, Riley. You belong by my side. If the only way for you to be with your family is to bring them to Sarafin, then that is what will happen."
"But what if they don’t want to come," she demanded. "You have no idea what they are like! They are nothing like me," she added. "I am the mild one of the three of us."
"Gods!" Vox muttered under his breath. "I find that hard to believe."
"What is that supposed to mean?" Riley asked indignantly.
"I can’t believe they can be worse than you," Vox admitted as he strode onto the bridge.
Riley stopped with her mouth hanging open before her eyes flashed. "I am not that bad!" she protested.
Vox turned as he was about to enter the commander’s room and raised his eyebrow. "Would they have spent the last two days singing that Gods awful song?"
Riley flushed and her mouth tightened. "It’s driving you nuts, is it? No, they wouldn’t have spent two days singing. Grandma Pearl would have whipped your ass into the ground or filled it full of rock salt! Tina would be too dignified to sing; she would have frozen you out to the point your dick would have been a popsicle," she snapped defensively. "The whole purpose of driving you nuts was so you would take me back! I have to take care of my old boss and his dad, and I don’t want to die!"
Vox realized that every warrior on the bridge had stopped what they were doing and were listening in fascination to their conversation. He stepped closer to Riley and gripped her arm, tugging her into the conference room, making sure the door was closed before he said anything else. He saw the genuine fear in her eyes, as well as the determination.
"I would never let anything happen to you," Vox said as he ran his thumbs back and forth over her arm where he was holding her. He h
id the grin as he felt her body react immediately to his touch.
"You can’t know for sure. Look what you did to the jacket Tina gave me! That could have been me instead," she insisted, looking up into his brilliant tawny eyes. "In every movie I’ve ever seen something bad always happens to everyone but the lead characters. Hell, even some of the romance books I read do the same thing! If you can rip up not one but two of my jackets by mistake, how do I know you won’t accidently do the same thing to me one day?"
Vox let out an exasperated sigh. "Nothing is going to happen to you! This is not some entertainment holovid, Riley. Accept that Viper is going to bring your family here, and I promise to never kill another one of your jackets ever again," he growled out in frustration before he turned around to patch into the conference call with Creon, Ha’ven, and Adalard.
Damn it! Riley thought crossly. How am I supposed to convince him that bringing Pearl and Tina here isn’t a good idea if he refuses to listen to me! God, I can’t even imagine what they would do. Tina… Riley knew her little sister would not handle being around so many guys very well. A bad incident when Tina was in her last year of high school had made her sister skittish about any of the male species, regardless of whether they were aliens or not. That was what motivated Pearl to move them to San Diego from Los Angeles. Things had changed when Pearl inherited a bar from an old boyfriend who died from liver disease. Tina became the manager, handling all the bookkeeping after she got her online accounting degree. Unfortunately, she became even more reclusive. She refused to leave the office during open hours and never went anywhere without an armed escort, namely Pearl, when they left at night.
Well, if singing is getting through to him, then singing it will be! she decided with a reluctant sigh and broke into her off-key rendition of "Ninety-nine Bottles of Beer on the Wall." A girl has to do what a girl has to do.
Vox’s loud groan filled the room as he clenched his fists in a desperate attempt to not wrap them around Riley’s neck. Instead, he opened communications with the Horizon. He was sure if he could kill Raffvin and some of his men, he would feel much better.
He saw Ha’ven and Creon on the Horizon and Adalard and Zebulon from the D’stroyer on the display screen. He listened as Adalard explained Mandra had been gravely injured during the attack on his uncle’s base. Bahadur, one of Ha’ven’s generals who had infiltrated Raffvin’s inter-group, explained Raffvin had decided to abandon the base. He ordered it and all the inhabitants he had enslaved to be destroyed. Mandra had made the decision to attack.
"What of Raffvin?" Ha’ven asked his younger brother, Adalard. "Were you able to kill him?"
Vox listened as Zebulon filled him in on the current status of the situation. He was furious Raffvin had slipped through their grasp again and worried about Mandra. He knew how fierce a warrior the huge Valdier was during battle. He was glad his friend would survive. He grimaced when Riley hit a particularly bad note. He suspected it was on purpose. He knew exactly what she was trying to do, and it was time he finally let her know one of the reasons why he could not return her. He had a feeling she was not going to be very happy about it considering it was one of the things she kept insisting she was terrified might happen. He ended up cutting the meeting short since there was nothing else that could be done until Raffvin was found. In the meantime, he had a brother to send on a mission, traitors at home to take care of, and a mate who was about to find out she was no longer completely human. Out of the three, the first two were going to be much easier than the last, he suspected.
* * *
Lodar knelt down next to Vox with a fierce frown on his face. Tor stood over to the side with an equally accusing look on his. Vox sat on the floor of the training room where he had brought Riley, looking up at two of his most trusted warriors and closest friends with a pleading expression on his normally impassive face.
"What did you expect!" Lodar growled out in accusation. "She told you she was terrified of something bursting out of her."
"That she did," Tor agreed, ignoring Vox’s heated look.
"She said she didn’t want to turn into anything," Lodar continued. "What part of your plan made you think blurting it out to her and then calling her cat forth was a good idea?"
"I don’t know!" Vox admitted as he ran his hand down protectively over Riley’s still, white face. "I thought if she understood why she couldn’t return to her world she would finally be more—submissive," he finished a little weakly.
"How can you even think to use the words submissive and Riley in the same sentence?" Tor asked in disbelief.
Vox growled at his chief engineer’s tone. "She would never have believed me otherwise," he insisted, brushing her hair back from her face. He turned to Lodar. "Can’t you do something?"
"She fainted," Lodar replied drily. "The best thing is to wait for her to come around. I am not sure if you want to be here or not. She might just succeed in killing you this time."
Vox ran his hand over his face and lowered his head in despair. "You are probably right. Are you sure she is going to be all right?" he asked huskily.
Lodar laid his hand on Vox’s shoulder and gave it a sympathetic squeeze. "It was just a shock to her system. All the scans came back normal. She’ll be fine."
Vox nodded in relief. "Leave us, then. I think it best no one else is here when she wakes." He looked up at Tor who straightened from where he was leaning against the wall. "Has Viper left yet?"
Tor nodded. "Yes. He was not happy, but he is aboard the Horizon on its way to Earth."
"Good," Vox replied with a sigh. "Keep me posted on what is going on. I will join you in a few hours. Set our destination for Sarafin. I have some traitors that need to be dealt with," he said with a hard, cold edge in his voice.
"Good luck, my friend," Tor said as he smiled gently down at Riley’s face that had a bit more color in it than a few minutes ago. "I have a feeling you are going to need it."
Lodar laughed as he stood up. "Just make sure she doesn’t have anything hidden on her."
Vox shuddered when he thought of the two small devices that she was so fond of. He had found them and hidden them in a locked cupboard in their living quarters. He had also gone through the large pink case she had, but he couldn’t find any other harmful devices in it. He hadn’t had a chance to check the large bag she was so fond of as she always had it with her.
He looked around the large training room. There were weapons lining the walls on three of the four sides. Perhaps this wasn’t the best place to bring her for her first shift. He knew she was ready for it. His cat was more than ready for his mate, and he could sense hers was close to the surface. The last time he made love to her he could see the swirling lines of her cat running along her skin. He could also feel the increased heat of her body against his.
Just the thought was enough to make him hard. His cock swelled as he remembered the brief glimpse he had gotten of Riley in her cat form. She was magnificent! She wasn’t all lean muscle and sleek lines like the females of his world. She was nice and plump, with a rounded stomach that made his cat want to flip her onto her back so he could rub against it. She had been solid white with dark swirling lines of black through her coat and the beautiful blue eyes that made him feel like he was drowning every time he looked into them. Her face was framed by longer white hair that showcased the delicate lines of her face. His cat had gone wild. Unfortunately, Riley had taken one look at her front paw and fell over unconscious before he or his cat could do anything. Maybe he should have warned her what was about to happen instead of shifting and calling forth her cat before the door even finished closing all the way.
He glanced down and was surprised to see steady blue eyes gazing up at him in wonder and fear. He gently touched her cheek with a finger, stroking the silky skin. Neither one of them said anything as he sat holding her possessively against his body. He saw the confusion, the questions, and the wonder fighting each other as the magnitude of what happened flickered through her min
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"Ever since I met you I have made one mistake after another," Vox admitted in a quiet voice. "I have never felt the emotions that you bring out in me. I have always been in control but with you that control disappears. My body burns for you all the time, Riley. I love listening to you, even when you are singing that gods-awful song. I love watching your eyes flash with fire or laughter. I love how protective and fierce you are for those you care about. I love how you are soft to the touch and the passion in you when I make love to you. Most of all, I love you more than life itself," Vox finished softly.
Riley blinked up at the most handsome, confusing, and unusual man she had ever met. He had totally turned her life upside down. He confused her with all the emotions he woke inside her when he was near and scared the hell out of her more than she had ever been before because she knew he had the power to break her heart. That was something she had protected ever since her mom took off all those years ago.
"Can you ever forgive me?" Vox whispered with regret. "Can you find it in your heart to at least give me another chance to not mess up?"
A smile tugged at the corner of her mouth as warmth filled her. "You love me?" she asked with a sparkle of hope in her eyes.
Vox closed his eyes for a moment before he opened them and sighed heavily. "With every fiber of me and my cat’s being."
Riley reached up and tugged his mouth down to hers. She kissed him with everything she had inside her. She let all her fear, hope, and love flow into it, showing him everything that she didn’t know how to express. Her lips caressed his, her tongue running along them until he opened to her. Her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him off balance until he was lying over her.
He pulled back far enough to look down at her. Her eyes were shining brightly and a small smile curved her swollen lips. His eyes searched her face for anger, rejection, horror, but he saw none of that. Instead, he saw wonder, acceptance, and—love.