by KD Jones
“Not directly. We want you to go undercover as a new female fighter for the GCFA,” Marks continued to explain. “They’ve been off the circuit for two months. They’re about to re-start their GCFA tour again in about six weeks. We want you to pose as a new fighter and go with them on their circuit to investigate from the inside. We believe they may talk to you as a fellow fighter. I have to warn you¯if you accept this assignment, you’ll be going in solo.”
“Okay, I’m in,” she said without hesitation.
“Good. Once your training is complete, we’ll set you up with an identity,” Marks told her.
“Training? I’m already trained to fight in multiple disciplines,” Rachel responded.
The other man in the fancy suit had been silent until now. “Not for this type of fighting.”
“And you are?” Rachel asked as she raised her eyebrow up at him.
“I am called Lesak. I have trained many fighters for the GCFA. I am well known within the fighting circuit. I will be your in, but I must make sure you can fight well enough to be accepted at the tryouts. The fights won’t be fixed. They will be real.”
“I’m one of the best fighters in the agency. The best female fighter for sure,” she said with confidence.
“It won’t be good enough. You are pure human. You have only fought other pure humans. The GCFA fighters are mixed species, halfsies as they are called. They have to be, in order to sometimes fight full-blooded aliens as their opponents. A halfsies alien DNA ensures that they will have superior strength and speed.”
“I think I just got insulted.” Rachel looked ready to knock this guy on his ass.
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By KD Jones
Jagger woke with a start. He had fallen asleep in the chair that sat in front of the door. He glanced over at the bed. Daniela had kicked the covers off and she was asleep lying on her side. She was beautiful even with no makeup and having cried most of the night until she had fallen to sleep. It took all of Jagger’s will to keep himself from going to her, taking her into his arms, and comforting her. He never comforted people. He was not known for his soft side because he didn’t have one, but she was turning him inside out. He didn’t like it at all.
Standing Jagger headed to the bathroom. He needed to take a piss and he needed to check on their guest sleeping in the tub. He did his business and saw the man finally stopped struggling against his shock cuffs. He started back into the bedroom and then froze in place. The bed was empty and the door was open. Fuck!
He went for the door when something heavy crashed against the back of his head. He went down to the floor hard. He heard Daniela call out to him as she ran past him.
“Sorry, Jagger.”
Then she was out the door taking the keys to his motorpod with her. Oh hell no! Jagger struggled to his feet holding a hand to the back of his head. At least he wasn’t bleeding. For a small woman she packed quite a wallop.
Daniela worried that she had hit Jagger too hard, but she couldn’t stop now. She had to hurry. The bounty hunter would be right on her tail. She made it to the motor pod but fumbled with the key. She looked over her shoulder and saw Jagger staggering out of the motel room. She turned back to the key lock. Please, please, please. Yes! Just as she was got the key to work and the door open, the door was slammed shut and she was pushed up against the side of the motorpod.
“You’re not getting away from me, sweetness,” Jagger growled in her ear from behind.
He pushed his body up against hers trapping her body with his. He then turned her struggling body around so her back was against the vehicle. Jagger pushed his thighs and chest against hers and couldn’t help but respond to the feel of her against him. With her every struggle and move she made his cock twitch.
“Daniela, you need to stop moving,” he groaned against her ear.
She stilled instantly, suddenly very aware of his breath against her neck warming her skin and the tell tell sign of his arousal pressed hard against her stomach. His natural scent mixed with his aftershave was drugging her senses. Her nipples tightened and her breasts felt heavy with need.
Jagger’s own breathing was becoming rapid like he had ran several miles and suddenly stopped. He sniffed her neck and smelled her intoxicating arousal. He lifted his head and stared into her shocked green eyes. Eyes so beautiful and clear you could lose yourself in them. Then he lowered his gaze to her lips. She licked them drawing moisture there. It was a beacon calling to him and he wasn’t prepared to resist the call.
Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Epilogue
